"Case" Lan Zi was stunned for a few seconds and said, "What case?
Why don't I know about it?"
"What case?"
Bai Xiaomu stood up, put the computer on the sofa, stretched and said, "Theft case, Duanmumo, please help me catch that lewd director first."
"What kind of director?"
As soon as Duanmumo walked in, he was pushed out by Bai Xiaomu.
"That's him."
Bai Xiaomu gave the photo of himself to Duanmumo.
"Not only did he steal all our scripts, he also took drugs.
Any crime would be enough for him to drink several bottles."
Duanmumo directly called a few of his people and asked them to stop the fat man.
In fact, the fat man had just gotten the printed script, closed the computer, and was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, several people came to the door.
These people were short-haired and wearing ordinary cotton-padded clothes, leaning against the door casually.
"Are you inviting us in?"
Those people looked at the fat director and smiled.
Of course, this was not an inquiry, just a notification, because a few of them went in without any hesitation, and it seemed that they often committed crimes together.
Bah, no, how could it be said that they were committing crimes?
They should be talking about actions.
The fat director looked at these people and wanted to say no, but he couldn't refuse.
Of course, two people pushed the fat man down on the sofa.
One of them dug out his pocket and took out a sharp knife, and put it on the table with a "snap".
Then the fat man trembled all over, fearing that the knife would fall on him.
The man looked at the leather bag placed on the fat man's desk, and then opened it.
What was written on the cover was the script for "The Rebirth of the Queen."
Suddenly, he put it on the table, picked up the knife, and opened it from the shell.
A ray of light reflected from the sharp blade and hit the fat man's eyes.
"Why do I feel that this script is so familiar?"
The man smiled like a ruffian.
Of course, I took an orange from the table at Fatty's home and scratched it a few times, and the orange peel was split into pieces.
Of course, the knife was placed on the table like this.
The man eating the orange picked up the phone and said: "Boss, the people are already under our control.
When will you come over?"
"The police will be here soon.
You have to cooperate with the police."
Duanmumo listened to his people laughing and joking.
"The matter is done.
There will be no punishment when we go back."
The man put down the phone respectfully, then looked at the fat director, and said with a half-smile: "Tell me, if you offend anyone, you have to offend our boss."
"I, I am not offended" "No offense."
The person sitting next to the fat man looked at the fat director's scared look.
He patted him and said naturally, "No offense.
There is something wrong with our boss using a few of us."
"I really, really didn't offend your boss."
The fat man was frightened to death.
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He always felt that this man had a knife in his hand, and he was scratching his neck.
If he was not careful, he would be scratched. aorta.
"Then you might offend someone you shouldn't offend."
In fact, none of them had ever seen Duanmumo so nervous about someone.
The four of them generally wouldn't use it unless they touched his reverse scales.
The last time they used it was because Feifei's sister-in-law passed away
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