After seeing the news on the Internet, E-Goat couldn't help but feel nervous. And things were really going as Zhang Heng had said. Xu Qian's fans began to persuade her to take a break on her social media account, or even change to another job.
The more E-Goat read, the angrier he became. He couldn't take it anymore and was about to retort to a netizen who left a sarcastic comment. However, just as he typed two words, Zhang Heng grabbed his hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Explain it to everyone," E-Goat said angrily. "You can't just watch Xu Qian get insulted like this."
"So, do you want to tell everyone that Xu Qian is a clone?" Zhang Heng asked rhetorically.
E-Goat was speechless.
"And the focus now isn't on how to refute the rumors. We have to rescue Xu Qian first. If I'm not mistaken, she should already be under control."
"Is she still alive?" E-Goat thought of something, and his face turned ugly.
"I can't be sure for the time being," Zhang Heng told the truth. "The content of her reply to your email was too little, so I can't tell if it was sent by her or not. However, based on my understanding of Xu Qian during this period of time, after your stalking was exposed, she probably won't accept any more money or gifts from you."
It had been a while since Zhang Heng left the third level, and he didn't expect the other party to make a move on the female streamer so soon. Xu Qian's whereabouts were still unknown, and he was partly responsible for it. After all, Zhang Heng had accepted a new commission from the female streamer, but before he could further investigate, the employer disappeared. Even if it was to make up for his previous negligence, Zhang Heng had to find out what exactly happened to the female streamer.
"We have to find Xu Qian before those guys hurt her," E-Goat said anxiously. "But where is she now?"
"I don't know, but I know someone who can answer your question," Zhang Heng said.
…
Xu Qian's hands were trembling. She looked at the man on the other side of the sofa. She once thought she was very familiar with him, but now, she felt that his face was extremely unfamiliar.
"What's your decision?" Qiu Ming asked, as gentle and elegant as ever.
"I won't do what you asked me to do."
Although she was afraid, Xu Qian still insisted. She still remembered Zhang Heng's instructions before he left. He told her to stay in the public eye, so Xu Qian insisted on livestreaming every night. Yesterday morning, she got up to go to the toilet and found that the toilet's buoyancy valve was broken. Xu Qian remembered very clearly that it was still intact before she fell asleep.
This discovery also made Xu Qian's heart skip a beat. Then, she noticed that the toothbrush head of her electric toothbrush had disappeared for some reason. Xu Qian immediately realized that her residence had probably been invaded. The fear in her heart rose to its peak at this moment.
Since she didn't know if the other party had left or if they were still hiding somewhere, Xu Qian didn't dare to go to another house. She hurriedly went back to her bedroom and put on some clothes. Without even putting on makeup, she rushed into the elevator and shouted for the smart access control of the community to close the door. Even after she ran out of the community, Xu Qian still felt a lingering fear. She kept looking back while speeding up her pace.
Her head was in a mess, and she didn't know where to go. She clicked on the address book, but she didn't know who to contact. When she found Zhang Heng's name, her fingers paused for a moment. However, she remembered the news she just read yesterday, and her heart sank.
Xu Qian did not expect Zhang Heng's accidental death at all. And the first time she saw the news, she felt a chill down her spine. In Xu Qian's opinion, Zhang Heng's death was too coincidental. Shortly after he promised to help her investigate, it was hard for Xu Qian not to connect Zhang Heng's death with her.
And this not-so-beautiful misunderstanding made Xu Qian, who was already extremely nervous, feel even more uneasy. Besides, there were many different opinions about what happened that night. More than one person said that they saw groups of police and exoskeleton warriors. The exchange of fire between the two sides destroyed a lot of public facilities. Many bullet marks could still be seen at the central station on the second floor. Xu Qian didn't know what she did to trigger such a fierce exchange of fire.
She had been imagining things for the past two days, but because she didn't have any evidence, these conjectures could only remain as conjectures. The most direct consequence of this incident was that she had lost the only person she could rely on.
Xu Qian flipped through the address book and found that other than Zhang Heng, she couldn't find anyone else to ask for help. In the end, Xu Qian could only find a small hotel to stay in. As she prepared for the live broadcast that night, she thought about what to do next.
However, her plan was ruined after she drank a glass of free orange juice provided by the hotel.
When Xu Qian opened her eyes again, she found herself in Qiu Ming's villa.
Probably because Qiu Ming didn't use any violent means to deal with her, Xu Qian's emotions calmed down a little. She then added, "I don't have any mental illness. My fans know this, so no one will believe the lies you make up."
Qiu Ming didn't answer immediately. Instead, he smiled and asked, "Do you know Baudrillard?"
"Who?"
"This name was once a taboo in human society. Now, not many people know him even on Earth," Qiu Ming said as he took out a knife from his trouser pocket.
Xu Qian suddenly became nervous. She stared at the knife in Qiu Ming's hand.
Then, the latter picked up an apple from the fruit plate and peeled it with a knife. At the same time, he said leisurely, "Baudrillard put forward a very interesting and pessimistic theory. He believes that with the continuous development of society, the truth will eventually disappear completely, replaced by a set of carefully designed narratives that compete with each other and constantly imitate the truth. They may be hiding a certain part of the truth, luring us to believe them, but we will never know what the truth is."
"What do you mean?"
"Open your bracelet and look at your social media account," Qiu Ming said.
Xu Qian followed the other party's instructions and logged into her social media account. As a result, she was completely stunned by the messages from her fans asking her to stop the live broadcast and rest early. Xu Qian scrolled down the message board and found that almost all of them were wishing her a speedy recovery.
"You faked fake news that I'm mentally ill?" Xu Qian was shocked and angry.
"Do you still remember the theory I mentioned before? I personally don't recommend you to use words like 'fake news', because the content and video I posted are all true. From beginning to end, I didn't say a single word about you suffering from mental illness. I even added the word 'suspected' in the title, but these readers, they can't wait to believe what they want to believe, without the slightest bit of hesitation."
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