When Su Qiao returned home, she had just taken a shower and changed clothes, preparing to start her stream, when 444 sent her a message.
Host, I found out. The last time Qi Jingmo got into a car accident, Guo Xu was driving.
At the time, the car had skidded sideways and crashed into a tree by the roadside. Guo Xu, who was sitting in the front, was completely unharmed, while Qi Jingmo, in the back, had happened to hit his hand.
Also, that guy took money from VG. During the match, he deliberately threw the game, causing TC to lose to VG. He even bet on the side, betting on his own team to lose. That guy was truly vile.
"Find the transaction records between them."
As long as they had done something, there would definitely be some trace to find.
That guy was extremely cunning and always insisted on cash, but the betting records could still be dug up.
Su Qiao pondered for a moment.
"Can't you restore images? If there's no evidence, just make some yourself."
If there was no evidence, she would simply create evidence herself.
Su Qiao didn't care whether it was against the rules. In any case, she wasn't falsely accusing that bastard.
Sure, I'll go handle it, then.
Su Qiao acknowledged him, turned on the computer, adjusted the camera and headset, and began that evening's stream.
The moment she went online, quite a few people flooded into the stream.
They were either Su Qiao's old fans or people who had heard that a game streamer had defeated God Dong of VG and crowded in to investigate.
The stream had been like this every day lately. People kept coming in, then getting captivated by Su Qiao's dazzling, flashy gameplay and refusing to leave.
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