Chapter 69

"It's... It's me." The only one left in the props group answered with trembling.

People's eyes suddenly focused on him, Zheng Fanghe is more cold face asked a sentence: "this thing is you move up?"

"Yes... No... it was in my custody before." The man's voice trembled slightly, and his face was full of fear. He seemed worried that Zheng Fanghe would blame himself for it.

His gesture in the eyes of the public is tantamount to guilty, Zheng Fanghe a face of wind and rain, but still patience and asked: "before you take over, this thing is like this?"

"No, it's not." The man looked at the former worker subconsciously and hesitated. "Before, it was quite normal before it was made of foam, not solid wood."

Zheng Fang and Wen Yan's eyes suddenly narrowed: "that is to say, the problem is with you."

Zheng Fang and this words, the atmosphere around once again changed, an Ruixin's eyes are dangerous squint.

The staff member saw that everyone's eyes turned cold and alert when they looked at themselves, and suddenly he was anxious: "no, no, director, listen to me. It's true that it's been in my custody, but I swear I've never tampered with it. "

"Then tell me, since you have not moved your hands and feet, how can a good bubble column become a solid wood?"

"This..."

The man's face turned pale and he didn't know how to explain it. The staff in the same group beside him couldn't help reminding him: "Lao Lin, if you think about it carefully, has anyone touched this thing before except you?"

"Yes The staff member who was called "Lao Lin" heard this, his eyes were slightly bright, and he said in a high voice, "there is one."

Zheng Fang and tiger eyebrow a twist, sink a voice way: "who?"

"A... A young man in his early twenties. At that time, he came to urge the props, and I was busy with other things, so I asked him to help me move the props out. Unexpectedly... "

"A young man in his early twenties?" Zheng Fanghe turned his eyes and looked at the field affairs. "Go and call me all the young men in their early twenties."

Chang Wu was stunned for a moment, and soon understood Zheng Fanghe's plan. As soon as possible, he summoned the young people in their early twenties of the crew and pulled them to Zheng Fanghe.

"Director, the young people of our crew are here."

Zheng Fanghe nodded and turned to look at Lao Lin: "you should say, who is the person who helped you move the props?"

"This..." Lao Lin's eyes swept from the group of young people one by one, but he was surprised to find that there was no one in them, but the one he saw.

Looking at Lao Lin's face, Zheng Fanghe had a guess in his heart: "no?"

Lao Lin's face was hard, and Zheng Fanghe's face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out ink.

Lao Lin had been with Zheng Fanghe for some time. He looked so ugly, "director, you have to believe me. It really has nothing to do with me. Although I'm not a man of culture, I still have some basic ethics. It's impossible for me to do such immoral things without conscience. Director, you have to believe me! "