章 1490: Hater

Xia Xibei turned to the director and said, "Director, bring him in first. I have something to ask him." 

The director hesitated. 

"Why don't we wait for the police to come and ask."

"No, I'll ask first," Xia Xibei shook her head.

"Will he answer?"

Everyone was skeptical.

It was as if the man was mute and couldn't speak at all.

Even if the place was changed, it was hard for him to talk.

"It's okay. I have an idea," Xia Xibei smiled.

Her reaction made everyone feel strange.

What kind of solution could she have?

Still, everyone listened to her and sent the man into the small room next to them.

Finally, only Director Smith and the producer were left in the room.

The two looked at Xia Xibei, and the man next to him, who was tied up, curious as to what Xia Xibei was going to use to get the man to talk.

The man also looked disdainful.

What could Xia Xibei do to make him talk?