Ji Xinyao didn't think too much and opened the video file directly.
Song Zilian also put his head over to see what it was.
Ji Xinyao only glanced at it and immediately turned off the video.
She frowned, looked at Simon, then at Song Zilian, put down her phone, and picked up the bowl.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Simon asked with concern.
Ji Xinyao shook her head, "It's okay. The potatoes are ripe. Eat them quickly, otherwise the soup will be spoiled later."
Song Zilian remained silent and lowered his head.
In the evening, the two returned to the house, and Ji Xinyao pressed the play button on the video again.
This is based on several surveillance footage.
In the huge garden, a group of men and women were preparing a barbecue and playing golf.
Song Zilian was released from a small locked house not far away. He rubbed his eyes vigorously as if he was unfamiliar with the light, and then slowly put his hands down.
He is not free, and there is a chain on his hand. The chain is connected to the small dark room. His range of movement is only two or three meters near the small dark room.
Song Zilian had just adapted to the light, when suddenly, a golf ball hit his head.
Immediately afterwards, the men and women just came over and said something to him.
Song Zilian leaned forward, lowered his head, and did not open his mouth.
Those people got angry and deliberately hit Song Zilian with a club, venting their anger while laughing wildly.
Song Zilian protected his body with his hands and was beaten to the ground. Those people seemed to find it boring, so they turned around and prepared to leave.
At this time, Song Zilian got up and suddenly wrapped a chain around the neck of the person who took the lead. The others were so frightened that they quickly tried to help, but they didn't know where Song Zilian got the strength to break the chain.
Soon, the man with the chain around his neck fell limply.
The chain that bound him suddenly became his weapon. Those who had beaten and scolded him fled in all directions, even knocking over the barbecue grill...
The video stopped abruptly.
If such a video were leaked, anyone would conclude that Song Zilian was the murderer of the whole family. If it fell into the hands of Song Xiren, the consequences would be disastrous.
This is also the reason why she didn't open it in front of Simon.
Song Zilian calmly watched the entire video.
"It turns out I was photographed. I didn't even know there was a camera."
He was locked up for a long time and knew very little about the world at that time.
Ji Xinyao held his hand, and she suddenly remembered that when she saw him for the first time, his wrist was injured. It must have been injured trying to break free from the chain.
No wonder she was covered in wounds that day when she saw him. Ji Xinyao originally thought it was the group of people who were chasing him, but now she thinks about it, it must have been caused by the people in the picture.
If nothing else, these people are Song Zilian’s brothers and sisters.
"Don't you ask me?" Song Zilian asked.
Ji Xinyao lowered her eyes and thought for a while, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"
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"I have nothing to ask. I don't care about the video, but I will get the source file."
Ji Xinyao had already made up her mind and sent a voice message to Song Lucun.
"It seems that you really want to cooperate with me. This video should be your life-saving talisman. You sent me such an important thing, so of course I chose to cooperate fully." She deliberately used a playful tone.
"I'll come find you at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."
The next day, Ji Xinyao got up early, changed her clothes, washed up, and sat in the living room waiting for Song Lucun's arrival.
She deliberately asked Song Zilian and Simon to avoid it, so that they would not run into trouble with Song Lucun.
"Do you have any direction for the investigation?"
Ji Xinyao asked Song Lucun while changing her shoes when she went out.
"I thought you were resourceful and had ideas." Song Lucun looked at her in a calm manner.
The two of them are now competing to see who is calmer.
Once the team panics, they lose.
"Okay, let me think about it. Is there anyone in the village who knows the God of Fortune best? We can go and find out about him first."
Ji Xinyao tied her shoelaces and went out. She had actually made a plan in her heart. It was impossible for her to be truly unprepared when acting with Song Lucun.
If I have to mention it, she is the goddess in the village. She is responsible for the work related to worshiping the God of Fortune, and she also takes care of the God of Fortune on weekdays.
"Okay, let's go find her and try. You can lead the way. I'm still not familiar with this village."
"Wait a minute." Song Lucun suddenly stretched out his hand towards her, "Don't you have my new number yet? For convenience, I will enter one for you."
"Can't you just call me on your mobile phone?"
"I deleted your phone number."
Ji Xinyao had no choice but to give him her phone.
Song Lucun pressed something, but Ji Xinyao always felt that it took a little longer to enter the number.
"Okay, keep your phone by your side at all times. I may call you at any time."
"Okay, I understand. But don't call too late, I'm afraid Lian Lian will be woken up."
Song Lucun was stunned for a moment and thought seriously about who Lian Lian was. It took him a while to realize that it was Song Zilian.
The scream was so disgusting that he felt nauseated in his chest.
The more you smash it, the angrier this name will become.
Ji Xinyao usually wouldn't shout like this, and always called Song Zilian by his first name. But now she just wanted to be in love with Song Lucun, and it was best to make him feel pain every minute he stayed with her.
Song Lucun took Ji Xinyao to the east end of the village, and soon arrived at the goddess's house.
Although the goddess is called the goddess, she doesn't look very old, probably only in her early twenties. She is wearing modern clothes, sitting in front of her yard, eating melon seeds and watching short videos, and she doesn't feel at all like a god.
"Hello, is this the village god's house?" Song Lucun took the initiative to negotiate.
The goddess pointed at herself, "Are you looking for me?"
Song Lucun and Ji Xinyao looked at each other.
"You look so young." Ji Xinyao thought for a moment and added, "You are also very beautiful. You are completely different from the goddesses played on TV."
The goddess smiled, and any girl would smile like this when she hears others compliment her on her beauty.
"You're really good at talking. You two look so familiar. I don't think I've ever seen you in the village."
Songjia Village itself is not big, and everyone is basically close to each other. They have lived together for generations, and the faces of strangers can be recognized almost at a glance.
Song Lucun quickly introduced himself, "My name is Song Lucun. I am the third uncle's child. I have been outside. This is Ji Xinyao, Song Zilian's girlfriend."
The goddess immediately said oh, but she still didn't know who they were in a daze, "Come in and sit down. Since we can come to Songjia Village, we are all a family. Come, sit down, and eat melon seeds. By the way, come and find us."