MTL - Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 1008 "Rain in the Day" Screening (15)

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Perhaps Roberto's prayer played a role, the progress of the film was accelerated at this moment, and Tian Gang was already sitting opposite the police in a blink of an eye.

"I think it might be Mawson."

Tian Gang's eyes glanced at the photo of the tragic death of the neighbor man on the desktop, and he lowered his head and whispered, "He has been following Xiaoxue for a long time."

The police looked solemn, and asked a few words about Mo Sen in detail, but Tian Gang and Mo Sen had not seen each other for many years, and Mo Sen also lied a lot during the only dinner appointment not long ago, and he still failed to provide useful information in the end.

"By the way, do you know Cao Hao?" the policeman asked again.

Tian Gang showed some surprise.

"I know." After he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, his eyes were slightly flustered, and he asked cautiously, "What's wrong with him?"

The police informed Tian Gang that Cao Hao and his fiancée Su Qi were burned to death in Mo Sen's residence, and the latter's face instantly became even uglier.

"Then," Tian Gang had a little difficulty breathing, and barely raised his lowered eyes, "Did this also be done by Mo Sen?"

"It can't be determined yet." The police told the truth, "However, the possibility is very high."

"...Oh, oh." Tian Gang's hands on his knees curled up and down, his fingers trembling.

The camera moved slowly, from the police station's conversation room to the office with ordinary decoration. The atmosphere was still oppressive. Wang Dali, who was full of sorrow, took the salary settlement slip from the cleaner's hand, and at the same time refused his kindness to persuade him to stay, and dragged the mourning He went to the locker to take away his few belongings at a steady pace, and officially resigned from the housekeeping company.

The elevator descended to the lobby on the ground floor. Wang Dali carried his fringed shoulder bag and walked out. Just as he was leaving the door, he caught a glimpse of light brown in the corner of his eye.

He stopped and carefully identified for two seconds.

"Hey, who are you!" Wang Dali walked towards Mo Sen (Kolton and the others gasped) vigilantly and righteously, "A stalker who has been harboring ill intentions towards Miss Xiaoxue! What are you doing here? Woolen cloth?"

Mo Sen, who was originally standing on the side of the road looking up to identify the billboards, turned his head, with deep depression still twisted between his brows.

"Where is Tian Gang?" He ignored Wang Dali's questioning.

The hoarse and sweet voice made Wang Dali stunned: "I don't know, I didn't see it today anyway."

After receiving the reply, Mo Sen turned his head and left.

"Hey? Hey!"

Wang Dali instead chased after him, "Wait for me!"

He limped along behind Mo Sen, dragging his own limp, and continued to ask, "You're not following Miss Xue, are you? Hey, I'm warning you... Hey! What are you going to do?" Where? Wait!"

Mo Sen ignored him and walked through the streets until he turned into an abandoned factory.

"What? What?"

Wang Dali watched Mo Sen take off his backpack and put it on the ground, and immediately became excited, "You want to fight me if you lead me to this kind of place?"

Mo Sen rummaged through the bag and said:

"Do you know where Tian Gang lives? What's the exact address?"

Wang Dali didn't answer, but asked calmly, "Why do you ask this?"

"I want to kill him." said Mo Sen, who squatted on the ground and turned over his bags.

"...?" Wang Dali showed an unexpected expression, "What are you talking about, you really have something wrong with your brain!"

Mo Sen looked up, his eyes fixed, and he looked at Wang Dali very naturally.

"yes."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, the pistol already held in front of his chest.

Wang Dali opened his mouth wide and stared at the gun for two seconds, laughing foolishly.

"Play house with me with a model gun?"

He threw off his shoulder bag, and waved his fists twice, "I tell you, if I really want to fight, I'm—"

boom!

A sudden gunshot caused the four of Damon to suffer cardiac arrest.

Wang Dali has a smile from his appearance to his temperament. The martial arts posture he just put on is very funny, which makes people feel relieved. As a result, at this moment of being amused, Mo Sen pulled the trigger.

With a scream, comedy turned into tragedy in an instant.

Wang Dali covered his crotch with both hands, and knelt down slowly. Normally, Jasper might burst into laughter because of the intentionally set three-way egg breaking plot, but there are so many foreshadowings in advance, listening to Wang Dali's shrill cry made him feel chills in his heart, and he couldn't laugh at all.

Mawson approached with his gun raised.

Wang Dali knelt at his feet, his head hit the concrete floor due to the severe pain, in a distinctive and classic "otz" posture, if it is funny, it is indeed funny, absurd and tragic, and extremely funny.

It's just that the smile on Roberto's face is uglier than crying.

boom!

Mo Sen shot Wang Dali in the back again.

Otz was completely paralyzed into a straight line, and Wang Dali lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The ambulance opened a way in the urban traffic, "da da da" footsteps sounded, and Tian Gang and Qiu Xue hurriedly appeared at the corner of the stairs, one after the other, with worried expressions on their faces.

Not long after, the two sat side by side on the bench in the corridor outside the emergency room, feeling as heavy and tense as most of the family members of patients waiting outside.

"It's okay." Qiu Xue whispered, her voice hoarse, "Brother Dali, he will definitely not die."

Tian Gang's eyes fell on the bright and clean floor tiles of the hospital in vain, without focus.

"It's all my fault that Brother Dali was implicated..." He murmured in an erratic tone, his whole body lost his mind.

"It's not your fault!" Qiu Xue said softly but urgently.

"No, it's really my fault..."

Tian Gang clasped his hands tighter and tighter, "Because Mo Sen came to kill me from the beginning."

Qiu Xue shook her head slightly, with a painful expression: "That's also because I asked you to be my boyfriend in the first place...! So, it's not your fault..."

Tian Gang's two thumbs rubbing each other trembled slightly.

"No, it's not just that." He squeezed out his breath and swallowed hard a few times before continuing, "Mosen...he has become like this, and I am indeed responsible."

Qiu Xue looked at Tian Gang blankly.

"What responsibility can you have..." she muttered.

Tian Gang was still looking at the ground out of focus, his eyelashes were trembling, and his lips were trembling.

"actually."

He tried to breathe out, his voice was dry, "Mosen and I had a good relationship in high school."

"There are a lot of common topics, and I also drop by when I go home, always chatting together..."

"However, at that time there was a classmate named He Ye in the class who often took the lead in bullying Mo Sen."

The surrounding environment gradually blurred and turned gray in Tian Gang's hoarse narration, like a fog in the heart, even the confession after many years seemed to be separated by a layer of water, and the buzzing was inaudible.

After that, the voice became clear, and a series of "hey hey" laughter came from far to near, and a hand appeared in the center of the screen.

"hurry up!"

He Ye held a thermos cup with a common style in his hand, excitedly urging.

"Here it is." The attendant handed over the orange juice jokingly, "Brother He, you're spending so much money?"

He Ye snorted, poured the orange juice into the thermos, then took out some chalk from his pocket, calling for everyone to help.

A few furry heads gathered together, and after a while, a small pile of chalk dust accumulated on the paper.

He Ye twisted the edge of the paper, and imitated the action of injecting powder in movies and TV dramas vividly, as if he himself is some kind of think tank, and now he wants to use tricks on the "evil enemy".

"Stir it up, don't let him see it!"

"It's almost there?"

"Hahaha, why don't you add more ingredients? Cough-bah!"

"Hey, is it disgusting or not!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"All right, all right, let's go!"

Three or five boys in school uniforms, headed by He Ye, came to the corridor outside the classroom. They pushed and laughed and found a female classmate in the next class, and half-jokingly and half-threateningly told her to drink this "drink" Give it to Mawson and let him drink it all.

In the hazy memory on the edge, the green-faced Mo Sen held up the thermos shyly and helplessly.

The camera zooms in, and Tian Gang stands at the corner.

He is here, he has always been there, since He Ye and the others were grinding chalk dust, and he was also there when the "plan was implemented".

He is not involved.

He is just a passerby.

He stands there.

Often look away silently.

2400+, it will disappear at the end, try to watch it.

Next update time: 12.2 at 9:00 p.m. if nothing unexpected happens

(end of this chapter)

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