METROPOLIS: YOU CAN'T BREAK THE TRAP I SET UP

Chapter 44

The expression of the director of the second station is extremely shocking!

It caused everyone to look towards that place.

But how is this possible?

This is not a corpse?

There was silence in the directing room, but when they squinted to see what it was…

A director also widened his eyes.

“OMG……”

“It’s not over yet!”

“Chill out for me! Look into the bag!”

The audience watching the live broadcast…

Also gradually noticed the abnormality.

They were originally prepared to listen to the ending, but now they frowned again.

The human head in the white bag…isn’t it a corpse?

The music rang again in the live broadcast room.

It is a solemn and magnificent soundtrack.

The pouring rain just now has turned into a patter of light rain.

This kind of soundtrack makes the White Horse Temple on the mountain have a very ethereal feeling in the lens at this time.

“what happened?”

“Isn’t it over yet? What does this soundtrack seem to imply?”

“Is it a corpse? Give me a word! I haven’t finished the paper yet!”

Countless people temporarily put aside their work, waiting for the ending to come.

In the lens…

Guan Hongshan’s sight was very calm.

Especially when he saw the white cloth bag that was rammed into a human shape by the soil, and saw the head exposed at the mouth of the bag…

He finally let out a long breath.

Although the process is a bit complicated, the secret game between the two sides is almost the most intense among the seven periods, but the solvers won the final victory after all.

“Evil does not suppress righteousness.”

“There can be no real perfect crime in this world.”

“If you want people to know…”

“Unless you do nothing.”

Guan Hongshan thought like this in his heart.

Even if you are Lin Ci… You still lose in the end?

However, at this incident, Qin Ming’s voice suddenly rang in Guan Hongshan’s ears.

“Tsk.”

It was a squeaky voice.

But Guan Hongshan had never heard of Qin Ming having such a habit.

And what does this show?

Guan Hongshan’s expression changed a bit.

There was also a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Everyone saw the head that appeared in the white cloth bag.

But Qin Ming’s tongue-tapping sound still seemed to be in Guan Hongshan’s ears.

So he frowned and walked over there.

The more you go forward, the more Guan Hongshan feels something is wrong.