The comments on Weibo are like crazy.
Zhou Jingzi's reputation has plummeted. The roles she filmed in previous scenes were immediately changed, and the variety show she filmed also sent out news that all scenes of her would be cut.
"It's all stuff that can't be put on the table."
On the way back, Ruan Su slightly raised the corners of her lips, with a trace of sarcasm on her beautiful face.
"Sister-in-law, how did you find out about Zhou Jingzi? How did the ring end up in Zhou Jingzi's pocket?"
Bo Wenyu looked curious.
She really couldn't understand what was going on.
Ruan Su handed the mobile phone in his hand to Bo Wenyu, "You will know after you take a look."
Bo Wenyu lowered her head to take the phone and saw a video on it, showing her washing her hands with Wang Xianxian at the bathroom sink.
Wang Xianxian went directly into the cubicle, and she walked out of the bathroom door.
Just as she left, the assistant director went in, stole the ring, and quickly caught up with her.
She stuffed the ring into her bag.
But she didn't notice anything at the time.
The next thing on the screen was Jiang Xinfeng...while he was chatting with Zhou Jingzi, he threw the ring into Zhou Jingzi's pocket.
Bo Wenyu looked at this scene in shock!
"Jiang Xinfeng, he——"
"His dancing moves are so good. When he was on a Chinese quintessence variety show some time ago, he specially practiced martial arts for a period of time, so his movements are extremely agile. He put the ring into Zhou Jingzi's pocket without anyone noticing."
"I see." Bo Wenyu didn't expect Jiang Xinfeng to do such a thrilling thing for her.
Her girlish heart was beating fast, and she couldn't help but blush and send a WeChat message to Jiang Xinfeng.
Thank you.
She didn't expect that the other side would reply instantly, you're welcome.
Bo Wenyu thought for a while and replied, "I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. Let's have a barbecue together?"
The boy on WeChat’s face felt slightly hot, OK!
Inside the detention center.
A man in police uniform walked to a cell, unlocked the door, stepped in, and looked at the woman huddled in the corner.
The woman lost her usual high spirits, her face was a little dirty, and her clothes became wrinkled.
"Miss Zhou."
Hearing the noise, Zhou Jingzi suddenly raised her head and looked at the man longingly, "Did Mr. Huo ask you to come and save me?"
The man said expressionlessly, "Master Huo said that your matter was too big and he couldn't stop it. So...you wish for yourself."
"Huo Jiliang has gone too far. I usually help him win over the big guys. Now he wants to burn the bridge?"
Zhou Jingzi roared in shock, her tone full of despair, "He
How can you save me?"
"Zhou, it's not impossible to rescue you, as long as you obey my instructions." After the man finished speaking, he whispered a few words into Zhou Jingzi's ear.
Zhou Jingzi's face turned pale, "No... don't."
"I've given you the opportunity. If you don't want it, don't blame Mr. Huo for ignoring you."
The man's face turned cold, and he looked at Zhou Jingzi with cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.
There was fear in Zhou Jingzi's eyes, "Okay, okay, I will listen to you."
A sneer appeared on the corner of the man's lips, and he turned around and went out, "Let's wait for the news."
He closed the door and left the room. Several police officers came towards him. He pressed the brim of his hat and lowered his head to pass them by.
A policeman glanced at his back suspiciously, "Why did that colleague look a little strange just now?"
"Yeah! I feel a little strange too."
A few people didn't think much about it. They had no idea what was inside the cell at this time.
A woman's eyes were wide-eyed, she had difficulty breathing, and she pinched her neck in pain.
"Ah - ah -"
A hoarse scream came from the woman's throat. Several police officers outside heard the scream and rushed in immediately.
They saw Zhou Jingzi's painful fingers digging into the ground, her nails all broken, and blood pouring out from her fingers.
"help me!"
When she saw the police, she stretched out her bloody palms towards them in pain.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were protruding, and her eye sockets were constantly overflowing with blood, like a female ghost crawling out of hell.
The policemen were so frightened that they immediately shouted, "Quick! Quick! Call an ambulance!"
Zhou Jingzi was like a fish starved of oxygen. She finally crawled to the feet of a policeman and made a broken voice with difficulty, "Huo... Huo Ji... He, him, kill me... Huo..."
"What did you say? What did you say? Who killed you?" the policeman shouted nervously.
But Zhou Jingzi rolled her eyes, tilted her head, and lost her breath.
That afternoon.
The news that the famous actress Zhou Jingzi passed away in a detention center spread throughout the Internet.
Netizens were instantly excited.
"She stole something with her front legs, but her back legs died? Why do I feel like someone killed her?"
"I feel murder."
"Could it be Ruan Su who killed her?"
"Upstairs, are you too much of a conspiracy theory? Ruan Su is not so bold as to go to the detention center to kill
Human?"
"But - she seems to have a problem with Ruan Su."
"Oh! I'm Mrs. Bo. Mrs. Bo is powerful and it's easy to kill someone."
It seemed like there was an invisible black hand that kept directing public opinion towards Ruan Su.
There are endless revelations on the Internet.
"I have a friend who works in the police station. He said that when Zhou Jingzi died that day, a man pretended to be a policeman and entered the cell!"
"Oh my God! It seems that Ruan Su sent people to kill Zhou Jingzi. She died in a terrible way."
"Isn't it just that you stole a ring and killed someone?"
"This woman Ruan Su is too cruel, her character is ruined!"
"Collapse!"
Those public opinions are like snowflakes, falling one after another.
It seems that he will not stop until Ruan Su is beaten to death.
In a sniper range in Jiangcheng City.
The entire sniper range was covered.
Ruan Su was wearing a dark-colored camouflage uniform with a belt around her waist that outlined her slender waist in a sexy way.
A pair of long, slender and straight legs, wrapped in Martin leather boots, are even more flamboyant.
His handsome aura attracted countless male staff members who couldn't take their eyes off him.
As if she hadn't seen it, she clenched the pistol in her hand and aimed at the farthest target, the red heart!
Bang!
One shot!
To be continued...