Xu Boming naturally didn't believe Wang Gui's words. Wang Gui knew how important the surveillance video was that day, and Wang Qifeng also knew that at critical moments, it was something that could save lives, so how could it be easily deleted?

"It seems you really treat me as a fool?" Xu Boming's eyes became cold and he stared at Wang Gui who was kneeling on the ground.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, every word I say is the truth. If there is a lie, the sky will thunder and lightning." Wang Gui swears to the sky.

Unfortunately, Xu Boming would not believe him, at least he would not believe it now. The next second, he tilted his head to his subordinate Zhang Jian, and Zhang Jian immediately dragged Wang Gui out.

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xu, I really didn't lie. Wang Qifeng asked me to delete the video, but I deleted it at that time. If a small person like me wants to survive, he must not know what he shouldn't have to know. He will definitely not keep things that he shouldn't have to keep. The surveillance video was really deleted." Wang Gui shouted loudly.

Before he came, he knew that it would not be so easy to pass. If possible, he would definitely hand over the surveillance video to Xu Boming. Unfortunately, his family was in the hands of Wang Qifeng, and Fulai smashed the USB flash drive in front of him, and it was impossible to recover it. The hard drive was stolen again and disappeared. The surveillance video of that night no longer existed in this world. How did he take it out?

Xu Boming waved his hand, and Zhang Jian quickly dragged Wang Gui away, not hitting him or scolding him, but directly locked him into the dark basement, with nothing else in it except a bed and an air vent.

"Can you just keep it closed like this?" Xu Boming asked Zhang Jian.

"Don't worry, Mayor Dong, confinement is the greatest physical and mental torture to people. If you don't have to withstand seven days, it is estimated that Wang Gui will resist at most three days." Zhang Jian said confidently.

"Don't starve to death." Xu Shao reminded: "Even if you can't get the surveillance video of that night, Wang Gui is also an important witness."

"Every day I will personally send a bottle of water and a piece of bread, so I can't starve to death." Zhang Jian said.

"That's good." Xu Boming nodded and said, "As long as you get the surveillance video and Wang Gui's witness, Wang Hao can't run away this time, and it's useless if anyone helps."

...

Xu Boming examined Wang Gui in Shanghai, and Wang Hao accompanied Zhou Zishan in Zhou Zhi's country. He originally thought that Zhou Zishan was a playboy, but after spending a long time together, he suddenly realized that the other party was versatile. Not only did he write well in calligraphy, but he also knew how to paint Chinese paintings. In the splashing ink, there was a clear-level landscape picture. Although Wang Hao didn't know how to appreciate it, he also felt very awesome.

In addition to writing and painting in the morning, Zhou Zishan also plays the piano for a while. She plays fate. Perhaps because of her autism or not wanting to face the past and reality, fate has become more shocking in her hands.

Dongdongdongdong! Dongdongdongdongdong!

Whenever Zhou Zishan pounded the keys strongly and made such a sound, Wang Hao felt that it was not fate knocking on the door, but the devil knocking on the door, and his heart was involuntarily nervous.

"As a matter of fact, none of the children of wealthy families are waste. I don't know how much money I spent to cultivate all aspects of qualities and gradually form a unique temperament." Wang Hao looked at Zhou Zishan playing the piano and thought to himself in his heart.

At some point, the piano sound stopped, and Wang Hao came to his senses and Zhou Zishan was staring at him.

The next second, he immediately applauded and said, "It was so great that the brave princess finally defeated the devil of fate."

"Have you defeated?" Zhou Zishan suddenly asked. She couldn't say one or two words a day and was silent. She never expected that she would speak at this time.

"If you defeat it, otherwise, you wouldn't have had this great symphony of fate." Wang Hao said that although he didn't understand music, he loved reading miscellaneous books when he was in school and knew how Beethoven created this unique and great symphony of fate.

Zhou Zishan showed a thoughtful expression on her face. After thinking for about ten seconds, she suddenly got up and came to Wang Hao. Then she pulled him up with both hands, pushed him to the piano, and said, "Play Fate."

"Uh..." Wang Hao looked dull and smiled awkwardly, saying, "No."

"bomb!"

"I really don't know!" Wang Hao shook his head.

Pick, pick...

Zhou Zishan's tears flowed down, and Wang Hao was so nervous because the doctor said that Zhou Zishan could not be sad, as that would cause the condition to worsen.

"Don't cry, don't cry, why don't you teach me?" Wang Hao said tentatively.

Zhou Zishan blinked her eyes, and her face seemed to have a thoughtful expression, and tears finally stopped.

"How about you be my teacher?" Wang Hao said.

Zhou Zishan nodded, then sat side by side with Wang Hao in front of the piano, and taught Wang Hao how to play the piano with a serious expression.

Wang Hao could play this there, his ten fingers were busy in a mess, and some harsh sounds popped up, which made Zhou Zishan next to him frown.

...

When Wang Hao was tortured by Zhou Zishan to play the piano, Li Jie, who was far away from home, was commanding a group of people to place an old Stanway piano in the hotel lobby where Professor Lin Jiahua stayed.

The old piano had just been transported to **, and Ni Guoer followed him.

"Ni Guoer, are you sure this is something from the Lin family's ancestors?" Li Jie stared at Ni Guoer and asked.

"It's 100% certain that the Lin family used to be a wealthy family, and now there is Linyuan in Suzhou, but it has become a place to visit. I spent a lot of money to find out. Lin Jiahua went back to Linyuan in Jiangsu several times and asked about a piano with the staff. So I got up to my mind and smashed the piano with money. Although I don't know if it's from the Lin family, it was also something from the Republic of China. By the way, there is also a music score." Ni Guoer took out an old music score and handed it to Li Jie.

Li Jie looked at the music score and said that one of the weddings in her dream seemed the most worn, and it should be the one that has been played the most.

"Can you just take this opportunity to kill yourself?" Li Jie muttered, then walked towards the old Stanway piano, a tuner was tuning.

"Can you still play?" Li Jie asked.

"Yes, the music is very accurate. It is worthy of being the Steinway piano from the Republic of China period. It is purely handmade and is great. It is simply a work of art." said the tuner.

Li Jie was too lazy to pay attention to his feelings. After sitting down, she put the wedding music score in her dream and moved her fingers. Fortunately, in recent times, in order to enrich herself, she picked up the piano she had practiced since she was five years old.

Dangdangdangdang...

She played it for a while and felt that the tone was really good and the feel was good. She couldn't help but feel a little moved, otherwise she would transport the piano back to Jiangcheng in a short while.

"Sister Li, the person is coming down." Ni Guoer ran over quickly and whispered.

Li Jie took a deep breath, drove the tuner and porter out, and asked Ni Guoer to pay. She took a deep breath herself and started playing the wedding in her dream. She was a little nervous at first, afraid that it would not work well. Who knew that as she was playing, her feelings actually fell into it. She also hoped to have a beautiful and grand wedding since she was a child and received blessings from everyone.

But when she grew up, everything changed and she also held a wedding, but that was fake. At that time, Wang Hao was just a fake groom she bought for 200,000 yuan, and the two of them had no feelings at all.

A dream wedding.

How much I want a wedding like this too.

Li Jie, who was deeply trapped in it, suddenly burst into tears, and then a voice suddenly rang in her ear: "Why are you crying?"

Li Jie then escaped from the sound of the piano and turned her head to look at her. Old Mrs. Lin Jiahua was looking at her.

"Sorry." Li Jie immediately wiped her tears.

"What a beautiful girl, isn't the melody that should be happy about the wedding in your dream? Why are you crying? Thinking of the unfaithful man?" Lin Jiahua asked.

"No, I just feel a little emotional," said Li Jie.

"This piano, this music score..." Lin Jiahua was also immersed in the piano sound just now. Li Jie's level was very good, and she was devoted to her feelings, so the wedding in her dream just now played a different flavor. There were many people who stopped in the hall, and there was a burst of applause when she fell a little.

At this time, Lin Jiahua showed a surprised expression, gently stroked the piano and music score with his fingers, as if he was a treasure.

"I just shipped from Suzhou. I heard that it was something from Lin Yuan, and I don't know whether it is true or not." Li Jie told the truth.

"Uh?" Lin Jiahua looked up at Li Jie and said, "What's your purpose in finding me?"

"I want to ask Professor Lin to go to Province S to help see a patient." Li Jie said, not hiding her purpose.

"Disciple, can this gourd blessed land be able to break through the air? Can it fly slowly?" Wang Chao asked the ancestor Huangquan.

The ancestor Huangquan glanced at him and said, "Don't you have a control token?"

"There are only two functions on the control token, devouring and flying. Last time I used flying to escape, I directly flew through the air, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy. The blessed land fell to several levels and finally recovered. I don't want to let it fall again." Wang Chao said.

"Then I don't know, you can ask it." The ancestor Huangquan pointed at the gray sky.

"Who?" Wang Chao looked up, looking up with a puzzled expression.

"There are companion creatures in this space, you won't know, right?" said the ancestor Huangquan.

"I know, this control token was obtained from it, but I have never seen it before." Wang Chao said, and then he began to use his spiritual sense to tentatively communicate with the companion creatures of the gourd.

"Fellow Taoist?"

No response.

"Little Guy?"

Still no response.

"Beautiful lord?" Wang Chao didn't know whether this thing was male or female, so he could only say tentatively.

No response yet.

"A handsome prince?"

No movement.

"Hey, don't force me to use my ultimate move. If I don't make a sound, I will throw the gourd pendant into the pit and smell it for hundreds of years before taking it out." Wang Chao said loudly.

The gray fog above churned, and finally formed a few words: "High and slowness are determined by the mind."

After seeing this line of words, Wang Chao looked proud and muttered in a low voice: "You are not honest if you don't use your ultimate move."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gray fog above suddenly churned violently, as if some ferocious beast was about to emerge. He was so scared that he felt panic, but he was still stubborn on the surface, and looked up and shouted: "The control tokens are all in the hands of my Master Dao. Do you still want to rebel?"

The gray fog swelled for a while, but nothing happened in the end. After more than ten breaths, the calm returned to its original state.

call!

Wang Chao let out a light breath, thinking to himself that he should not provoke this mysterious guy easily in the future.

The next breath, his spiritual sense was about to leave the gourd space, but he was entangled by the ancestor of Huangquan: "Master, it's time to learn the mantra of Huangquan."

"If you have something to do for your teacher, you will be fine another day." Wang Chao said, and then disappeared instantly.

"Zhu Zi, when I regain my freedom, I will definitely bring you..." Before the ancestor Huangquan had finished speaking, a big hand fell from the sky and slapped it away, and the sound ended abruptly.

Wang Chao didn't know what had just happened. When his body entered the gourd space, he found that the ancestor Huangquan was squatting in the corner with a grievance and drawing circles.

"What's wrong with this person? He looks like a resentful woman. Tsk tsk." Wang Chao glanced at the ancestor Huangquan, secretly complained in his heart, and then ignored him, took out the gourd control token, thinking that he could fly slowly, just as fast as the speed of the divine movement talisman.

While controlling the flying of the gourd pendant, he attached his spiritual sense to the surface of the gourd pendant and observed the surrounding situation.
To be continued...