"Mr. ou, Yucui escaped..." Secretary Jin, who was on a business trip with oucheng, received the bad news and quickly reported to oucheng, "No. 9, old oil and dark matter are looking for the whereabouts of Yucui. There is no clue yet."

Oucheng peeled off a chocolate and put it in his mouth: "finished?"

"Just half an hour ago, an account named 'Mrs Ou' on the microblog released two videos." Jin said, "the first video is the interior of your Huadu villa in the southern suburbs and the dialogue between the photographer and Romeo, Xiaolv Xiaobai. The photographer didn't show his face, but it must be jade essence."

Romeo is the German shepherd, and little green and little white are the two parrots.

"Another video is the indecent video that Yucui secretly took three days ago. Dark matter has hacked into that account, blocked the two microblogs, and changed the login password. Shall we cancel this account?" Secretary Jin asked carefully.

Mr. Ou hates that others hype him for gossip. If you encounter him, you will be killed.

"I want to post a message with her microblog." oucheng logs in to the microblog account of "Mrs Ou" with an expressionless face, "password."

There are only those two videos on the microblog. The video has attracted thousands of comments and hundreds of forwarding only ten minutes after it was released. The content is saying that "Mrs Ou" must be the secret girlfriend of oucheng, otherwise it is impossible to be so close to oucheng.

Rao Shiou has always been happy and angry. At this time, he has completely blacked his face and quickly coded on his mobile phone: "we are doctors in Qingshan mental hospital. Because of our poor care, we accidentally let the patient use other people's mobile phones to surf the Internet and spread rumors on his microblog, which has caused trouble to Mr. ou. We apologize to Mr. ou and promise that the same thing will not happen again".

After sending this microblog, he threw his mobile phone aside and closed his eyes: "launch the whole city and spend a lot of money looking for crazy women."

Secretary Jin understood: "don't worry, I know what to do."

On that night, radio, television and online media in Yuanjing, large and small, were rolling the news that the elderly in their 70s were seriously ill and millions of dollars were spent looking for their missing granddaughter. The main idea was as follows:

Uncle sun lost his wife at noon and had only one son under his knee. His son divorced his daughter-in-law 20 years ago, and the daughter-in-law left with her granddaughter. His son has been unmarried since then and died five years ago. Now uncle sun is over 70 and suffering from a terminal illness. His last wish is to see his granddaughter and ask someone to simulate her present appearance according to her childhood photos, Hoping to find her granddaughter through the media, he said that whoever could help her find her granddaughter, he gave the other party a million yuan on the spot.

The portrait attached to the manuscript is the quintessence of jade.

As soon as the report was published, it attracted the attention of the majority of netizens and citizens. Countless people took the initiative to join the team looking for "granddaughter". The contact numbers and contact mailboxes indicated in the newsletter were exploded and crowded.

But until oucheng and Secretary Jin returned to Yuanjing, the clues provided by the public had nothing to do with Yucui.

The golden secretary said, "Mr. ou, the jade essence may have left Yuanjing. Should I remove the missing notice?"

"You can't withdraw until you find the crazy woman." oucheng said coldly, "the crazy woman has a strong hostility to me. Everything she has done so far has failed to cause substantive losses to me. I don't think she will stop or leave Yuanjing."

"As long as she stays in Yuanjing one day, someone will find her sooner or later." he narrowed his eyes and was murderous. "If she doesn't go to jail, I won't stop."

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