After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

After the press conference ended happily, Murong Qiao received a message from Jiang Chi as soon as he got home.

【Jiang Chi: The matter of plagiarism is settled. 】

Murong Qiao has been asking Jiang Chi to investigate the plagiarism. Besides Ke Run, the author of the plagiarism is also a link.

The other party was able to produce works that were 80% or 90% similar to hers, and when the incident happened, it seemed that they had been prepared for it, no matter how you looked at it, it could not be a coincidence.

At that time, she was sure that someone was behind the scenes, so she asked Jiang Chi to investigate.

Now, it's time for the results to surface.

Along with Jiang Chi's news, there was also an address near the pier.

After all, some things are really inconvenient to do in the company, and there is no need to be soft on the enemy Murong Qiao.

...

"You guys are kidnapping...wait for me, I'll go to court to sue you when I get out!" The trembling voice showed the panic in the master's heart.

At the same time, the other party's body struggled uncontrollably, trying to break through the limitations and constraints of the body, but no matter how twisted his hands and feet were, they were tightly attached to the chair behind him, and finally he had to fall backward in vain.

This is an empty room.

Two people with sacks wrapped around their heads were firmly tied to chairs with ropes and could not move.

Jiang Chi stood in front of the two with a blank expression, and after making sure that there was no problem with the binding, he slowly took off the hoods of the two of them.

"Where is this..."

Wei Bei, whose face was like gold leaf, was so frightened that he couldn't speak well, and trembling, he looked at the man standing in front of him.

Although there is no muscular development, it looks very difficult to mess with...

But, he remembered that he hadn't offended this person, right? ?

Wei Bei suppressed his panic and opened his mouth to probe: "Brother, I'm a family who squats down and writes novels, we probably haven't met before..."

He was so nervous that his mind went blank, and he couldn't remember what he said after the words came out of his mouth.

But the other middle-aged man next to Wei Bei reacted completely differently from Wei Bei after removing the hood.

He was so silent that he almost looked like a dead person, especially after seeing Jiang Chi's face, his pupils shrank suddenly as if he saw someone he knew but was afraid of, his mouth was tightly shut, and he remained silent throughout the whole process.

"Please let me go! We can discuss everything..."

No matter what Wei Bei said, Jiang Chi stood there unmoved.

Until the sound of footsteps came.

The crisp high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic sound from far to near, gradually approaching this side, the sound seemed to press the heartbeat in the body, and every step made people tense up.

"squeak--"

The door was pushed open.

Wei Bei raised his head in a panic, and saw a face that almost caused his cardiopulmonary arrest.

"I, you...I'm not..."

Hearing the trembling voice of the other party's unscrupulous words, Murong Qiao raised the corners of his lips to let out a chuckle, walked up to him in a leisurely manner, and looked down at Wei Bei.

"Are you angry?" Murong Qiao said lightly.

"That's right, after all, I plagiarized your book, gained a good reputation and made a lot of money."

Murong Qiao deliberately used the statement issued by the other party to greet him at that time.

Wei Bei swallowed nervously, "Why, how come, I plagiarized."

At this time, he fell into the hands of the other party, but Wei Bei lost his cheekiness on the Internet.

"How could it be?" Murong Qiao shook his head and denied him, "I am the big sinner who stole your idea."

"The great sinner deserves to be hacked to pieces, drowned in spit, poked at the spine until depressed, finally committing suicide and apologizing."

"right?"

Obviously Murong Qiao was talking about himself, but Wei Bei lowered his head the more he listened, wishing he could bury his head in his chest.

He hardly dared to meet Murong Qiao Chengming's eyes.

It was the kind of gaze that kept staring at him without moving his eyes away, so focused that it almost made people panic.

The room also became silent, without Wei Bei's voice, and Murong Qiao didn't speak, which made Wei Bei feel the sound of blood flowing in his body, as if even his heart was beating faster.

In an almost suffocating silence, Murong Qiao took a while to speak.

"Jiang Chi, take him down."

This "he" was naturally referring to the middle-aged man next to him.

The other party was like a boring gourd, and the breakthrough was obviously on Wei Bei's side.

"yes."

Jiang Chi responded, then took a step forward without hesitation, stretched out his hand and directly pulled the middle-aged man out, grabbing the top part of the chair, regardless of how embarrassed the person on the chair was.

It seemed that at this moment, the middle-aged man who had been silent all this time knew what panic was. He struggled under Jiang Chi's tugging, and shook the chair violently, trying to get out of it.

Just as Wei Bei wanted to ask where the other party would be sent, he saw Jiang Chi pull out an iron rod out of nowhere, knock him out with one hand and take him away.

This fright made Wei Bei as quiet as a chicken again.

"Instead of worrying about him, worry about yourself."

She raised her voice at the end, as if looking forward to it.

Wei Bei was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and his panicked legs struggled to get himself back, keeping a distance from this demon-like woman, as if he could escape danger in this way.

After all, he is also a writer of novels, with a big brain, and Murong Qiao's words immediately made Wei Bei resist.

Murong Qiao didn't care about Wei Bei's reaction either.

She turned around and walked behind Wei Bei, dragging his chair to a wall.

Murong Qiao stretched out his hand to press down on an imperceptible depression at the edge of the wall, and then saw the wall in front of the two suddenly stretched to both sides, revealing a huge glass window.

And outside the glass window is the sea with stormy waves crashing on the shore.

Murong Qiao thoughtfully opened the window, allowing the salty sea breeze to blow onto Wei Bei's face.

"I ask, you answer."

"As for the result of the wrong answer—"

Murong Qiao gave him the answer directly with his movements, leaning forward with one hand on the chair, leaning half of Wei Bei's body out of the window, as if he could let go of his hand in the next second and let the other person fall.

Wei Bei's body was so stiff that he didn't dare to move. His whole body was almost like a stone. He could shrink but couldn't shrink back.

"Why plagiarism?"

first question.

Wei Bei swallowed, "Yes, it's me."

"..."

"It's really me!" Wei Bei tried to increase his voice, as if to make Murong Qiao believe in him.

He closed his eyes tightly and let himself try his best to ignore the tide, "I saw your Wuwei and Wulin Qiankun became popular before! I wanted to be popular too, so I copied your work!"

"I, I just want to make money..."

Wei Bei said tremblingly.

lie.

Murong Qiao looked at him and came to this conclusion almost without judgment.

According to Jiang Chi's investigation results, Wei Bei's profit after plagiarism is not impressive at all, it can only be said to support his life.

With this little money, the other party kept copying until the incident happened. What are they trying to do?

"What's the name of the fearless hero?"

second question.

But this time Wei Bei couldn't answer at all, because his explanation was purely nonsense.

A few seconds passed, but Murong Qiao didn't get an answer.

She let go of her hand directly, and let Wei Bei be tied to the only rope on the chair to keep it dangling on the edge of the window.

"Ah!!" Wei Bei yelled in fear.

The sound of the waves crashing on the shore seemed to be right next to his ears. Feeling the precarious state at this moment, Wei Bei's complexion turned paler than that of a dead man.