After Xia Zhihuai put on a coat and shoes for Wanwan, he carried a flashlight and prepared to go out to find the director.

Wanwan suddenly raised her head and said, "Should you tell Uncle Mo?"

Xia Zhihuai was a little stunned and lowered his head and asked, "Do you say Mo Zexu?"

"Yes, he and Shushu are relatives." Wanwan scratched her forehead with her index finger, "They are related, and I can tell from her face."

Xia Zhihuai showed a look of hesitation on his face. He had heard of the relationship between Mo Zexu and Yan Shu, but he had observed during the recording process that Yan Shu and Mo Zexu were actually not very close.

The initial guest group was also in the same group as Diandian, the little girl.

With Mo Zexu's connections and status, before the program starts, he can say hello to the program team and be in the same group as Yan Shu, just like him and Wanwan.

But Mo Zexu didn't.

Yan Shu seemed to have a jealousy towards Mo Zexu, but she did not dare to get too close.

In short, the rumored wealthy family, Mo family, also seems to have hidden all kinds of unknown secrets.

Xia Zhihuai had no intention of inquiring too much before, but...

He glanced at Wanwan, who was like a little firecracker, and it seemed that it was impossible not to get involved.

I just don’t know how much secretly the Mo family’s secret secret will be exposed by Wanwan this time.

Xia Zhihuai pondered for a moment: "Let's go to see Director Hu first, ask him what he thinks, and then inform Mo Zexu."

Wanwan didn't quite understand why he did this, but she now understood that adults sometimes consider more aspects when doing things, so she didn't give any comments.

...

When Hu Beijun was about to fall into his dream, the door was suddenly knocked several times by someone.

The house rented by the program staff is an ordinary farmyard, so the overall sound insulation is not good. When the iron door knocks on it, it uses a little force, and the sound is like thundering on the back of the head, which is annoying.

He pulled the quilt over his head and thought he could continue to sleep, but the knock on the door quickly rang again.

This time the frequency was faster, and the staff in several nearby rooms woke up.

Hu Beijun lifted the quilt, tilted his slippers, walked to the door with a tiger face, and opened the door and saw the brother and sister in pajamas.

He immediately prepared to close the door with his backhand. Xia Zhihuai's eyes were quick and fast, and his left hand pressed against the door panel, and said helplessly: "Director Hu, don't bring such a person."

"Look at what time now?" Hu Beijun asked with a fierce temper.

"It's still early, it's less than twelve o'clock."

Hu Beijun clasped his hands together and begged in pain: "Brother! Ancestor! Are you two doing well? We are recording a program. We have to get up at five or six in the morning to prepare, and of course we have to go to bed early at night. Let's talk about the big things tomorrow..."

"Are you going to talk about things that are life-related tomorrow?"

Xia Zhihuai still refused to let go of his hand and interrupted him.

Hu Beijun's left eyelid jumped hard, woke up from sleepiness, turned around and looked behind him, and said in horror: "I'm going, won't it be haunted again, right?"

Xia Zhihuai looked at him and wanted to post it, and immediately explained: "No."

"Not haunted."

Seeing Xia Zhihuai's expression was solemn, Hu Beijun seemed to have no intention of teasing, so hesitated for a few seconds and moved away: "Then come in and talk."

After Xia Zhihuai entered the house, he briefly summarized the matter in a few words, gave Hu Beijun some reaction time, sat on the chair and hugged Wanwan, waiting for him to smooth the whole process.

After a while, Hu Beijun suddenly took a breath and said in surprise: "So, do you want me to call the police to solve this problem?"

Xia Zhihuai nodded slightly: "It's almost the same, but this case must be reported to the Demon Administration Bureau, and ordinary departments cannot file a case."

Hu Beijun took out a jade pendant from under the bed, put it in his hand and touched it a few times, raised his head and said without tears: "Do I really want Mercury retrograde this year? The first episode was haunted and I also encountered a fraudster. The second episode was finally recorded smoothly, but no strange things happened. In a blink of an eye, the third episode was recorded again with attempted murder..."

"The recording process of this program I have been planning hard and hard isn't it too difficult?"

Xia Zhihuai remained silent and tried to reduce his sense of existence.

Wanwan turned her head and looked around, interrupting, "But no one has been killed yet, so it's worth being grateful."

Hu Beijun cried and cried, and turned his head to look at Wanwan.

I didn't expect it before, but the little baby said this, it seemed... quite right?!

...

"But the report will affect the normal recording of the program, right?" Hu Beijun just got abnormal for a few minutes and quickly resumed his previous smart calculations. "The cost of renting the venue is also very high, and it is still a live broadcast. If the program suddenly stops recording, it will be difficult to explain to the investors."

"In addition, Mo Yanshu is a member of the Mo family, and the Mo family is a well-known rich man. If you report the case directly, the staff of the Monster Management Bureau you mentioned intervene in the investigation, the Mo family will definitely be particularly annoyed by us. It is hard to say if this program cannot be handled at that time."

"It's about Mo Yanshu's life, and we can't just speculate about Mo Yanshu's father because of that brand."

"Even if you report a case, it is not that simple. Publicizing that someone wants to harm Mo Yanshu is more harmful than good to many parties. Although it will bring us a lot of traffic to our program, the official department should not be willing to investigate simultaneously in a public manner when it comes to case investigation..."

Wanwan lowered her head and slid her fingers. She didn't want to hear Director Hu keep talking, and she was wrong to say this or that.

But under Director Hu's multi-faceted analysis, even Xia Zhihuai couldn't help but fall into silence.

Wanwan felt very uncomfortable and suddenly muttered in a low voice: "But why do you have to feel wronged in the end? What can he do wrong?"

Hu Beijun and Xia Zhihuai looked at each other, and a look of struggle appeared in their eyes.

Indeed, it is beneficial to most people to coordinate in advance and then call the police to investigate.

But it is too unfair to Yan Shu.

He almost died of his soul due to the life-blocking card, but the adults around him were weighing the pros and cons.

...

Hu Beijun picked up his cell phone and his eyes were somber: "I will notify Mo Zexu first, and then contact his guardian."

After all, Mo Zexu is Yan Shu's uncle and is also the closest person in the crew to Yan Shu.

Let’s first explore his tone and try to see if we can see the complex relationships within the Mo family.

Mo Zexu came very quickly, and it took only ten minutes to complete.

He hurried over in a black coat and slippers.

After seeing Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan in the room, they nodded slightly to the two of them and said directly to Hu Beijun: "Is what you just said on the phone true?"

Hu Beijun nodded: "This matter was told to me by Xia Zhihuai and the others."

Mo Zexu reached into his coat pocket, took out a black velvet cloth bag, and handed it to Xia Zhihuai.

"Look at this, is it the life-blocking card you mentioned?"

Xia Zhihuai was slightly stunned: "You have one too?"

Mo Zexu's face was so gloomy: "You can check it first."
Chapter completed!