SFS Chapter 155 Clues Point Towards
Chapter 155 Clues Point Towards
Xia He's face turned extremely pale, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Just moments ago he was desperately defending his men, but now it felt as if he had been slapped hard across the face several times, and a lump was stuck in his throat, unable to be swallowed or spit out.
His once resolute gaze began to waver, and his heart was filled with doubt.
Within five minutes, the man in the video hurriedly left the office.
He walked extremely fast, almost as if he were fleeing.
He was covered up completely by his clothes, and nothing could be seen. He even thoughtfully wore gloves, as if afraid that someone might be able to find his trace by his fingerprints.
Jiang Songchu recalled that when they were in school, Du Jie had used similar methods to cover up his crimes.
She couldn't help but frown, a sense of melancholy welling up inside her.
She wasn't very familiar with modern high-tech methods; besides the system, perhaps only the team's top players could help her.
However, after hesitating for a moment, she decided not to bother the team, but instead to ask the system if it could retrieve evidence and find out the culprit.
"Master, can you retrieve the system evidence and find out who caused the sabotage?" Jiang Songchu asked tentatively.
The system's cheerful electronic voice immediately rang out: "Of course, Chu Chu! But the cost this time might be higher than before. Are you sure you want to pay?"
Jiang Songchu was just about to grit his teeth and pay the fee when his phone rang at just the right moment.
She glanced at the caller ID, her eyes brightening noticeably: "Excuse me, I need to go outside to take this call."
She greeted Xia He and Chen Yun, then hurriedly went to a corner to answer the phone.
A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, deep and magnetic: "Songchu, it's me."
When Jiang Song first heard Qin Tianyi's voice, for some reason, he felt immediately at ease.
She said softly, "Hmm, Tianyi, what's wrong? Why are you calling at this hour?"
When the name "Tianyi" was softly uttered from Jiang Songchu's lips, Qin Tianyi on the other end of the phone seemed to be struck by an invisible electric current, his whole body going numb.
Those days spent together, those memories intertwined with laughter and tears, instantly flooded his mind, making him feel somewhat dazed.
In an instant, he felt as if he had returned to the past, to the time when they could confide in each other without any reservations.
“I have found some key evidence that proves that Tong Shicheng and Bai Ye’er had private deals with the production team. This matter may be more complicated than we thought.”
Qin Tianyi's voice was deep and powerful, each word like a heavy hammer striking Jiang Songchu's heart.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Songchu's face instantly turned cold. She hadn't expected that Bai Ye'er was involved in this incident again.
“I also have some clues pointing to Lao Zhao from the program’s music team. It seems that he replaced the files, but I don’t have any concrete evidence yet.”
Jiang Songchu quickly recounted the events, her voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.
Because she knew that without solid evidence, it was all just speculation, and speculation had no standing in the face of the law.
Qin Tianyi was taken aback, not expecting Jiang Songchu to act so quickly.
He followed the clues and eventually found that Bai Ye'er's assistant and Lao Zhao had made two account transactions, one for 100,000 yuan and the other for 400,000 yuan, which happened to take place last week and during today's program recording.
"Songchu, don't worry."
Qin Tianyi's deep voice, carrying a hint of gentleness, came through the phone line to Jiang Songchu's mobile phone.
"With me here, I will definitely help you find out the truth."
"Stay calm for now, don't make any rash moves, and wait for my news."
"give me some more time."
Jiang Songchu nodded slightly, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
But she knew this was not the time to be emotional; she had to remain calm to face the challenges ahead.
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Songchu calmed down a little.
She took a deep breath and returned to her office.
Jiang Songchu's smile carried a hint of confidence as she slowly spoke, her voice clear as a spring: "Director Xia, Sister Yun, I've obtained some more clues, and I believe the truth will soon come to light. We will definitely handle this matter properly."
Upon hearing this, Xia He and Chen Yun exchanged a glance, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.
They knew that the person behind Jiang Songchu's unwavering confidence was no ordinary individual.
After all, if a problem can be solved with just one phone call, then the person making the call must have a powerful background and influence.
Xia He nodded gently, while Chen Yun opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back.
The three then waited quietly, without discussing the whereabouts of the mysterious man in black any further.
A subtle tension filled the air.
The sound of the wind outside the window and the distant traffic seemed to become exceptionally clear at this moment.
Time ticked by, and the online clamor intensified.
Weibo's official team is working overtime to optimize the system in an attempt to quell this sudden public opinion storm.
At six o'clock sharp, Chen Yun stared nervously at her phone screen, only to see that Jiang Songchu's votes had finally fallen to outside sixth place.
Her heart skipped a beat, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and the worry on her face was palpable.
Jiang Songchu, sitting beside Chen Yun, sensed her anxiety. He gently patted the back of her hand, shook his head, and gestured for her not to worry, his eyes full of comfort.
After an unknown amount of time, when Jiang Songchu took out her phone again, it was already 6:28 PM, and the atmosphere backstage at the program was becoming increasingly tense.
Oman brought over a light meal, and the three of them ate a little something, but their eyes kept glancing at the screen. The fluctuations in the votes mirrored their current mood—calm on the surface, yet turbulent beneath.
Chen Yun's face grew increasingly grim, her tightly furrowed brows looking as if they could trap a fly.
Not long after, Jiang Songchu's phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was a message from Qin Tianyi.
Those few words, though brief, were like a gentle spring breeze, sweeping away the gloom in her heart.
"Chuchu, you have completed your mission. We look forward to your performance tonight."
Jiang Songchu smiled slightly and lightly touched the screen with her finger: "Thank you. If I win the award, I'll give you the trophy."
"It's a word."
Seeing the reply from the other end, Jiang Songchu smiled and put her phone away.
Just then, Xia He and Chen Yun's phones rang at the same time. When they answered the calls, their expressions changed drastically.
Xia He's brows were furrowed, and his face was so gloomy it seemed like it could drip water; clearly, the news on the phone was extremely unfavorable to him.
Chen Yun was overjoyed, and she gave Jiang Songchu and Aman a high five to express her happiness, her eyes sparkling with excitement.