Chapter 1351: I am a prophet~(42)
Thinking of this, Xiang Ang's expression suddenly trembled, as if he had understood something in an instant.
She couldn't help but rushed up in a vigorous step, pushing Qiu Shanshan away from the security of the monitoring room, staring at the computer screen.
Then, while recalling the operation of his daughter when editing the video, he tried to press a few shortcut keys in his memory.
Soon, the edited project file went back a few steps, and the previewed video screen also showed some changes.
That's right.
What Qiu Shanshan is cutting here is a surveillance picture of her walking out of a side door of the Southwest Courtyard at a certain time.
The lower right corner of the surveillance video shows that this time period is not biased, which happened to be the afternoon when Mr. Li had the accident!
"... Qiu Shanshan!!"
Seeing this scene, Xiang Ang was so angry that his blood pressure soared by a hundred levels, he couldn't help turning around abruptly, and grabbed Qiu Shanshan by the collar.
With red eyes, she shouted angrily at her, "Say! What evidence are you destroying?!...Mr. Li had something to do with you that day, did it have something to do with you!!"
"...No, brother! What are you talking about, brother!!"
Qiu Shanshan seemed to have no idea that Xiang Ang would question this way. She was taken aback for a while before she shook her head frantically, and denied, "Big Brother, I have nothing to do with that Mr. Li! I don't know you are here. say what!!"
"It's ok?"
Xiang Ang snorted coldly, and couldn't help pointing to the computer behind him, his gaze more sharp, "If it's okay, why did you cut off the monitoring screen you went to Houshan?"
"If you don't have a ghost in your heart, what are you doing in the middle of the night to cut the video? Huh?"
"I……"
Qiu Shanshan still couldn't say anything, her face was in a trance with red and white.
At that time, the big disturbance in the monitoring room finally alarmed the people in the southwest courtyard.
Soon, the father and son Xiang Xiong and Xiang Hui rushed in yelling: "What's the matter?"
When the words fell, the father and son saw the appearance of Qiu Shanshan and Xiang Ang fighting together, and both of them stared blankly.
"... Brother? What are you doing?!"
Xiang Xiongqiang suppressed the suspicion in his heart, and the nameless fire that rushed up suddenly, he only walked up quickly, quickly rescued his beloved wife from his elder brother, and embraced him in his arms.
"Oh, you are ashamed to ask me!"
Xiang Ang looked at the people in the southwest courtyard that had surrounded him calmly, with a sneer on his face, "I think you are a family and you have planned to kill our Xiaohan... so that you can be stable. Take the position of the heir to the Xiang family!"
"what??"
Faced with his elder brother's sudden hate, Xiang Xiong couldn't help frowning.
His son Xiang Hui was calm, but after a quick observation of his surroundings, he hurriedly ran to the computer behind the uncle and took a few glances.
He also saw the doorway in an instant, couldn't help sinking his delicate face, and glared at his stepmother in disgust: "Qiu Shanshan, you said that something happened to push down my parent conference that afternoon, and you ended up going to Houshan?"
As the young man spoke, he seemed to pause for a moment, but stood calmly to Xiang Ang's side.
With his secret little emotions, he didn't hesitate to help.
"Dad, someone died in Hou Shan that day. Uncle must have come to investigate and monitor and found that this woman was doing things here! So don't protect her yet!... She might be a murderer!"
"what?!"
Upon hearing this, Xiang Xiong was taken aback again.
I saw him hesitate for a while, finally lowered his head, panicking and shaking in his arms, the woman who couldn't help asking, "Shanshan, tell me, what's the matter? What are you doing in the back mountain?"
"..."
At this moment, Qiu Shanshan seemed to know that he had no retreat. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but press his red lips to death, and his eyes closed tightly.
No longer say half a word even if he is killed.
"...Okay, you are planning to die without admitting it, right!"
Seeing this scene, Xiang Ang's anger rushed to his head again.
Immediately without hesitation, he took out his cell phone and dialed the police call, "Okay, everyone don't want to sleep tonight, let's go to the police station and talk slowly!"
...
Soon, a group of people under Xiang Ang's "holding", mighty and forcefully descended the mountain again.
When the crowd went away, a tall, thin figure leaned out from behind the door silently, looking at the fading light of the mountain.
He clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth, and was flustered.
For a long time, the man seemed to be sure of something, he couldn't help but squeeze a word from his teeth fiercely.
"You forced me!"
...
Early the next morning.
Xiang Xing lazily shrank in the quilt, dreaming of eating Kyoto roast duck, a trace of saliva at the corner of his mouth, under the warm sunshine outside the window, crystal clear.
But not for a while.
The door of her poor little room seemed to have been smashed eighty to eighty with a big hammer, and there was a rapid bang.
One piece came, and there was Zhao Qianqian's bluffing howling.
"A Xing! Don't sleep! Get up and watch the big news!!"
"……Well……"
The sudden noise made the little guy furrow his eyebrows in disgust, and muttered in disgust.
Soft eyes were also reluctant to open it, just grabbed the pillow casually, and slammed it directly in the direction of the room door.
Big news, where is the Kyoto roast duck that she is about to come to her mouth is important!
Thinking wildly, the girl continued to ignore the strange screams outside, and she would be blindfolded.
It didn't take long.
Her poor quilt was forcibly pulled apart by a burst of external forces.
Immediately afterwards, Ya Ya's male duck voice resounded more directly in Xiang Xing's mind.
[Sing, it’s really big news! I just read the local Weibo hot search and said that Changle Mountain caught fire and was burned! ! ]
"……what."
Hearing that, the little guy in the big flower scroll was finally willing to move.
After a while, he poked out half of his small head, reluctantly opened his damp eyes, and stared at the certain who was standing on the top of the blanket, "What's the situation?"
As soon as the voice fell, Ya Ya thoughtfully visualized the Weibo information into a systematic projection, and played it directly in her head.
According to the news, a wildfire broke out at the foot of Changle Mountain in the early hours of last night.
The fire was extremely alarming, and the fire uncles had been busy all night before extinguishing the weird fire.
Fortunately, this mountain fire did not affect Changle Town and its surroundings at the foot of the mountain, and even the Xiang family in the mountain was intact.
However, at the same time as the fire broke out, I don't know whether it was an escape or something. However, the family members ran away for more than a dozen people, and the result was burned to death, severely injured.
The specific casualties are still being counted.
After reading this piece of news, Xiang Xing couldn't help narrowing his eyes and pondering for a long time.