"Uh, you're Dongfang Yuan, how do you know my phone number?" Hong Xiaotian was puzzled.

Of course, I asked Officer Peng, but at first she refused to say...... Finally, I said that I want to ask you to understand the situation of Feng Wei, a reporter from our Oriental Media's "Daxia Entertainment Weekly", before she died, and she said your phone number...... I'm at the entrance of Samsung Street right now, can you come and visit?"

Twenty-eight-year-old Dongfang Yuan is now in the rising period of his career, at the age of eighteen, he founded the "Daxia Entertainment Weekly" is the most influential entertainment magazine in the Daxia Empire, which has an irreplaceable role in the development and publicity of the Daxia entertainment industry, and at the age of 20, he established the Oriental Group Media Corporation on this basis.

Hong Xiaotian walked to the entrance of Sanxing Street, and sure enough, he saw Dongfang Yuan driving a black limousine worth hundreds of thousands of dollars alone, sitting in the car with his eyes closed.

Hong Xiaotian, who was sweating slightly, knocked on the car window, Dongfang Yuan immediately opened his eyes, and then opened the car door and motioned for Hong Xiaotian to sit in the passenger seat.

After Hong Xiaotian got into the car, Dongfang Yuan said slowly: "Brother Hong, is it like this...... Feng Wei: He was an old man who followed me when he founded the magazine, and it can be said that he made great contributions to the establishment of my Oriental Media! But he died more than ten days ago......

Seeing Hong Xiaotian nodding, Dongfang Yuan continued: "According to my investigation, Feng Wei followed Lan Yingyan to Kumho Park, but what happened to him afterwards that caused him to be hacked to death with a knife, I really don't know...... Brother Hong, can you be more careful for me?"

"Well, General Manager Dongfang, everything I said is recorded in the police station, and you can investigate it at the police station!" Hong Xiaotian said lightly.

"Hehe, Brother Hong, it seems that you are still angry with me!"

After Dongfang Ao finished speaking, he took out a brand new stack of money from his briefcase, and said quite sincerely: "Brother Hong, you have this 10,000 yuan, you should be relatively weak when you are discharged from the hospital, buy some supplements or something......"

"Well, I can't ask for this money!

"Brother Hong, you tell me about the situation that night, this is the news clue fee!" Dongfang Ao told the truth.

"Why didn't you say that earlier? Why bother just saying all that nonsense!"

After Hong Xiaotian said this, he began to talk in detail from the screams he heard Feng Wei lying on the bench......

Dongfang Yuan nodded again and again when he heard this, while quickly recording with a pen, and occasionally asked Hong Xiaotian a few words.

"Are you sure that Feng Wei's last words were Ximen, Ximen?" Dongfang Yuan asked with a serious expression.

"Yes!" Hong Xiaotian asked Peng Xinlan, but Peng Xinlan asked him not to think about it.

Dongfang Yuan said slowly: "There is no place name of Ximen in Jianghai, that is, the name of the enterprise or the name of the person...... Ximen Group Film and Television Corporation is located in Jianghai, and Ximen Film and Television has developed rapidly over the years, and is now the largest film and television company in Jianghai, and it is also one of the top three film and television companies in Daxia, and it has become popular with many female stars, such as Lan Yingyan ......"

"You mean to say...... Feng Wei may have been killed by people from Ximen Film and Television, but why did those people kill him?" Hong Xiaotian became more and more incomprehensible.

"Alas, our Oriental Media's "Daxia Entertainment Weekly" started by following, secretly shooting, and reporting all kinds of news and photos of celebrities and celebrities, and it has been doing this all the time...... It is very likely that Feng Wei photographed something about Lan Yingyan, so the camera was snatched away, and it is very likely that he killed people and killed people......"

"Oh, so that's it!" Hong Xiaotian nodded.

"I sent someone to investigate carefully, Lan Yingyan went to Kumho Park in Ximenao's sports car that night...... Ximen Ao is the only son of Ximen Xin, the general manager of Ximen Film and Television......" Dongfang Yuan continued.

"Oh! I see!" Hong Xiaotian seemed to really understand.

"You have to be careful now, too!" Dongfang Yuan reminded.

"Me?" Hong Xiaotian asked puzzledly, "What's the matter with me?"

"You're the only witness!" Dongfang Yuan asked with a smile.

"Uh, no, wouldn't it?"

"If the two fathers and sons of the Simon family want to assassinate you, I'm afraid you will be in danger again!"

Dongfang Yuan shook his head and didn't say any more, but put 10,000 yuan in Hong Xiaotian's hand......

As soon as Dongfang Yuan left, Hong Xiaotian went to a remote corner, called Peng Xinlan, and talked about the situation of chatting with Dongfang Yuan just now.

"Xiaotian don't worry, we have all the information you know in the police station, it is impossible for Simon and his son to worry about you, otherwise you will die in the hospital, and it is impossible to live until now, so your safety is no problem!"

After Peng Xinlan heard Hong Xiaotian's reply, she said again: "You have an ID card now, but you don't have a decent academic degree yet." I heard Wang Manman say that she was admitted to Jianghai Art Academy, and I am going to arrange for you to enter the college to study in the Department of Script and Literature, so that you can have a companion when you go to school...... What do you think?"