Chapter 122: Unpredictable

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The two of you do not need to worry. The president has invited both of you to question Ning Qings whereabouts. All you have to do is to answer truthfully. Zhu Rui said.

Invited?

The two journalists looked at the rope on their bodies, clicking their lips together.

Zhu Rui had a way with words, he did not divulge the severity of the situation. Only need to answer truthfully. These words only held superficial meaning; it meant that if they lied, they had to bear the consequences on their own.

The journalist smiled and said, Young Master Lu, we will tell you the truth. About forty minutes ago we did see Miss Ning near the entrance of the secluded maple tree forest. At that moment, we wanted to give chase and interview her, but she hastily boarded a taxi.

The man on the sofa raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Taxi? Zhu Rui quickly replied. Can you recall what the number plate on the taxi?

This this reporter was well versed with this kind of situation. He thought of the taxi serial killer. If Ning Qing really met with an accident, and they did not tell the truth, Young Master Lu would not forgive them, so all they could do was to deceive him and push the blame away.

Because the taxi left speedily, I did not see it clearly. The journalist pondered seriously, However, I think the number plate had two 9s.

The other journalist who had wanted to make a report was a newly recruited intern; he was young and inexperienced. He knew that his partner was lying and glanced at him with a confused expression.

Two 9s? Zhu Rui was overjoyed, seeing that the journalist did not seem to be lying and did not seem suspicions. He turned to Lu Shaoming. President, I will get searching.

Zhu Rui turned and left.

The journalist saw that his lie remained unexposed and let out a sigh of relief.

Hold on, the man on the couch lazily drawled. With his handsome face looking forward, his eyes squinting, he pointed his long lazy finger towards the young intern. What do you have to say?

The young man did not have any experience dealing with men from high society. He looked at Lu Shaoming. It was noon currently. The sunlight shone through the French windows in the castle-like villa. The elegance and sharp expression could almost pierce his mind. He was the embodiment of superiority

The intern had admiration in his eyes, but he was afraid. He did not know why his partner had to lie. He was also hesitant to speak the truth. I, I

Lu Shaoming stood up slowly. He wore a pair of handmade black leather shoes, and he took step by step towards the intern. He placed his hand onto the interns shoulder/ It is okay. If you simply speak the truth and do it well, I will recommend you to be the assistant editor of the newsroom.

The intern was overjoyed, this was a huge reward.

Right after, he felt an excruciating pain on his shoulder. Lu Shaoming controlled the strength in his hands and did not put much effort, but that still made the intern cower in pain with cold sweat dripping down. Lu Shaoming was taller than him by half a head. He stood sideways, lowered his voice to the interns ear, and with a hand in his pocket, he said casually, However if you choose not to divulge what you know, then you cant blame me

II will speak, let me speak! The intern was utterly flabbergasted.

His scalp was numb. The eeriness of Lu Shaoming was well pronounced. His scent was just like a sharp knife that could kill, cutting into his skin with a numbing pain.

Lu Shaomings lips curled up into a smile, let go of his grip. With both hands inserted into his pockets, Okay, then you better speak up.

We saw Miss Ning board a taxi, but that vehicle did not bear a number plate. It was probably an illegal vehicle.

The moment he said those words, he felt the bated breath of the man beside him. He did not dare hide anything else, and boldly continued, ReRecently, in the vicinity of that road, there has been an emergence of a taxi serial killer, who focuses solely on raping and then murdering pretty girls. I think that driver

Taxi serial killer?

Bang! A loud clatter pierced the air. The intern covered his ears in fear. Lu Shaoming used his leg to kick the coffee table.

The senior journalist was shocked, and knew in his heart that things had gone downhill.

If you guessed that it was the taxi serial killer, why did you not stop or call the police? The veins in Lu Shaomings neck were popping out. His eyes were bulging out of their sockets. He was immensely furious.

I, I was only speculating. Ning Qing is a famous person, the taxi serial killer would not want to harm her the intern journalist said in fear.

Are you dumb? To be a taxi serial killer, he must be mentally ill. The fact that Ning Qing is a famous person would allow him to feel more exhilaration and go even crazier as she would pose a greater challenge to him. You know that Ning Qing boarded that kind of vehicle. Dont you know what she would endure and how afraid she would be? Lu Shaomings chest moved as he panted furiously. His tired eyes were bloodshot, and he was on the brink of tears.

In the moment he thought of the danger that Ning Qing would be in, his entire being was akin to being fried alive in a heated oil wok. The compressed feelings that he felt since hed left the plane were no longer controllable.

It was as if someone had lit his heart on fire.

Why did he have to leave on a business trip?

How could she not wait for him to return?

The two journalists did not dare breathe, the entire villa was filled with the sound his heaving breathing, just like the scene of tumultuous seas.

It was immensely strong, and incredibly horrifying.

This was the first time Zhu Rui saw Lu Shaoming lose his temper. He was intimidated, witnessing such a thing.

But he put on a brave