Although Mu Qingqing didn't get the evidence, good news came the next day.

Mu Qingqing, who had just finished filming alone, received a phone call. At the beginning of the call, the caller said a secret code, which was the lines of a foreign film. Mu Qingqing's heart was fierce, and then quickly dodged into the rest room.

After all, the middleman who secretly helped Mo Liancheng find a heart donor in the black market is not a good person to see the light, so before the transaction, the two people set a code name, which is a movie line.

"Is there any news?" Mu Qingqing closes the door recklessly and hides in the corner. She asks in a deep voice. Her voice is a little hasty.

"You are very lucky to find the heart that matches the sample you provided. The seller is a young man of 27 years old, and with the intermediate cost, 5 million! Well, yes or no! " The tone of the other party is rude, and the tone is muddle.

Before the other party finished, Mu Qingqing said impatiently, "of course, I'll add another 10 million yuan, on the condition that you guarantee to promote this, and there can't be any mistakes!"

When the other party heard that Mu Qingqing had not negotiated the price, he was also happy to directly triple the reward. His attitude immediately changed from 100 to 80 degrees, "good, good, don't worry, this matter is on me!"

"Wait!"

Mu Qingqing was stunned, but her heart beat suddenly out of order. Although she had already made up her mind to fight for Molian City, it was a black market transaction after all. She was always worried about the other party's situation, and even more worried about her own reasons. She let others become lambs to be slaughtered, and she became a bloody devil.

The middleman naturally understood Mu Qingqing's meaning. He was afraid that there were many buyers like her who were forced to be helpless, so he explained, "don't worry, this is a clean one."

"This young man has acute brain cancer, and he wants to save more money for his parents through this way. As you know, the formal way of subsidizing is pathetic.

Anyway, he can't live very long. It's better to let his parents spend the rest of his life without worry. Speaking of it, this boy is also open-minded, this is the matter of Jide, the best of both worlds.

Save others and save yourself. Why not. I said you don't have too much psychological burden. The business is fair. As for other things, we will deal with them cleanly and will not leave any mess. Don't worry

No matter whether this reason is true or made up by the middleman in order to make Mu Qingqing feel better, in a word, Mu Qingqing's heart is still a little calmer. All she could do was to provide financial relief, nothing else.

"Well, you can arrange him to come to Jiangcheng as soon as possible."

After a few more words, Mu Qingqing hung up the phone in a hurry. The director kept urging to make up for a three second shot that had just taken out the light. Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention and left the rest room in a hurry. The excited and nervous mood fell on Mu Qingqing's heart with mixed feelings, so that for a three second shot, Mu Qingqing actually shot more than a dozen before barely passing.

There was a little noise in the "empty" lounge. It was not until the afternoon that song Yanshu was photographed. Because of the hangover last night and the assistant lost the key to the lounge, he hid in Mu Qingqing's lounge to make up his sleep. He covered his face with his coat and was woken up by the voice of Mu Qingqing's phone call.

Hearing about the heart donation of Mo Liancheng, song Yanshu was completely lost in his mind, but he didn't get up. Until Mu Qingqing left, he slowly opened his coat and his eyes were cold.

Mo Liancheng even found the heart match. Song Yanshu's first thought was that Mu Qingqing, who thought he was getting closer and closer to him, was gradually moving away. The scene of brain tonic and the idea of taking it for granted had demonized song Yanshu's heart. Taking advantage of no one's attention, song Yanshu left the studio, took out the phone and dialed out.

Searching for this kind of thing has always had nothing to do with ability. If we have to say which is more efficient, we can only say that Chengqi is luckier this time. It took less than two days for his men to find the shell that had fallen to the ground on the mountain.

In Jiangcheng, a city with extremely strict gun branch bundles, almost every bullet has a corresponding number. So Chengqi found the number and source of the gun along the bullet. According to the registration, it was from a gun room in Jiangcheng. Many people who like shooting after obtaining the license plate can make an appointment to practice and play with guns here, which is also legal.

So Chengqi followed the vines and used many methods to find out the identity of song Yanshu here. He is not only a member here, but also a shareholder here. He is also a shooter who obtained the license five years ago and won the title of gun god in various underground competitions.

And that gun is also from here, a strange adventure into the club, and sneak into the storage room. Although the records did not show that the gun was borrowed, it was found that one bullet was missing.

Using his hacking skills, Cheng Xi quickly hacked into the security monitoring of the gun room. As expected, he saw the evidence that song Yanshu secretly took the gun and left the gun room. The evidence is conclusive, and there is no doubt. After pondering for a moment, he still tells Mu Qingqing the whole story without any concealment.When Mu Qingqing got the news, her coffee cup fell directly on the ground, which attracted other people's eyes and surprised them.

"He was really a murderer. How could he be like this? Why did he take the risk to kill Mo Han..." murmured Mu Qingqing, and her eyebrows twisted into a dead knot.

Cheng Xi handed his tablet computer to Mu Qingqing, and said coldly, "look at this..."

turning on the tablet computer is a video recording, and the picture is very clear. Song Yanshu was slightly injured. Judging from the situation and time, Mu Qingqing recognized that it was the day when song Yanshu was stabbed by Mo Han. He went to pick up song Yanshu and sent him to the hospital. Mu Qingqing was deeply impressed, because that day, he almost became the object of the whole Jiangcheng media's crazy siege.

It's just that the content of the video makes Mu Qingqing feel frightened. Song Yanshu even takes out a knife and stabs her forehead into the wound of her arm. The blood suddenly gushed out, song Yan wrote without expression, pulled the corner of his mouth, and then dialed the phone of Mu Qingqing.

In order to investigate, Chengxi stealthily gets the video recording inside song Yanshu's car and accidentally discovers this scene.

Looking at the picture in front of her eyes, Mu Qingqing felt that she had difficulty breathing...

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