Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 102 I hope it's too late
Early the next morning, Qu Mingcong originally planned to contact Sun Bingxin to see how his monitoring was going.

Xianghai City is so big, and Wu Cheng drove to many places. It is really like looking for a needle in a haystack, but finding a needle in a haystack is better than doing nothing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Wei opened his eyes, he glanced at the phone, and immediately said "Yoah" and said, "You actually replied to my message?!"

"Who? Is that the assistant named Xiaoqu?" Qu Mingcong came over to look at his phone.

Actually replied.

And replied several paragraphs, very detailed.

【Xiaoqu: We put some cosmetics in the artist’s car. Sometimes when we go out to work, the makeup artist we cooperate with will lack things, such as oil-absorbing paper, loose powder, and lip balm. We also have to prepare for sudden changes in the weather, such as umbrellas and raincoats. There must also be...Artists don’t wear raincoats, raincoats are mainly worn by staff, and then there are toilet bags, charging treasures, etc. If there is a notice, they will bring a small ironing machine. If the dress is wrinkled in the middle, it can be solved immediately. Artists also need to prepare chewing gum, chocolate, and low-fat biscuits, in case the shooting time is too long and the physical strength cannot keep up, or the situation of hypoglycemia...]

[Xiao Qu: Sorry, I just saw the news. 】

[Xiaoqu: Tong Yuan’s frequently used things have been sent back to the company, and the funeral will be held when the body is brought back. His personal belongings and recent fan gifts will be handed over to Tong Yuan’s parents, and some of them may be selected for cremation. 】

"This guy has changed his sex?" Wang Wei was a little puzzled, "Suddenly he became so attentive."

Qu Mingcong thought for a moment, then laughed, "I guess I saw your Weibo."

"My Weibo?" Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then grinned, "Yes! I said on Weibo that I would cooperate with the police, hahaha! This kid is quite winky!"

"You tell him that the police are now investigating the murder weapon, and we need to investigate the items they recovered from the car." Qu Mingcong said.

Wang Wei nodded, and typed what Qu Mingcong said into the chat box, "...but he replied to my message at 2 o'clock in the morning, so he hasn't woken up yet..."

The other end responded instantly.

[Xiao Qu: Then you may come over as soon as possible, because today we will pack Tong Yuan's belongings and send them to his parents. 】

"Damn it, this attitude has changed too quickly." Wang Wei sighed, "Return in seconds, this is it."

Never had this kind of treatment before.

Qu Mingcong said indifferently: "It's probably because I'm afraid that I'll get into trouble. I guess the police have already asked him for a question before you contacted him."

Wang Wei thought for a while, then nodded again, "That's right, normal people are afraid of getting involved in a life lawsuit. Shall we go there now?"

"Go." Qu Mingcong looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and whispered, "I hope there is still time."

……

These days are getting colder every day. There was a strong wind last night, and it is going to rain today.

Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei drove to the building where the brokerage company was located. They hadn't returned the access control cards they took last time, but now they just needed to use them. After parking the car, they took the elevator up, and Xiaoqu was waiting for them outside the company gate.

This time his attitude was much more friendly, and he led them all the way to the storage room they had seen last time.

"Everything is here," Xiaoqu pointed to several boxes, "Actually, other artists in the company can also use these paper towels and umbrellas, but Tong Yuan's accident, everyone thinks it's unlucky, you know, Most people in the entertainment industry pay attention to luck, and they are more taboo about this."

When they came here last time, Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei just stood at the door and looked at it. When they came in this time, they found that the storage room was bigger than expected.

Qu Mingcong opened the box, picked up a cosmetic bag, unzipped it, and took out an eyebrow razor from inside to have a look.

Wang Wei whispered: "Such a small blade...Is it impossible?"

"Well, I'll just take a look." Qu Mingcong put down the eyebrow razor, looked back and forth in the cardboard box, a few packs of tissue paper, a few packs of cosmetic cotton, some cotton swabs for unclear purposes, and various sunscreen products...

It seems that these things cannot be connected with the murder weapon.

His eyes shifted slightly, and he looked at another box, which was filled with a variety of gift boxes.

"Are these also in the car?" He asked Xiaoqu.

"Oh no, these are unopened presents that we found, and they were all sent to Tong Yuan by fans." Xiaoqu said, "On the day of the funeral, these gifts will be placed with flowers."

Wang Wei twitched the corner of his mouth, "The gift has already arrived right after the person died?"

Xiao Qu explained: "It was sent before, and I took it out to support the scene. He is a star after all. Although he hasn't appeared on the scene for two months, hasn't he been cleansed recently? There are many fans who care about his funeral, so the scene can't be too shabby. Otherwise, they will call our company a cold-blooded capitalist again."

Xiao Qu said, pointing to the other side, "These are gifts that have already been opened, so I won't put them inside. Artists are generally like this. When they first become popular, they will be fresh for a while, and they will not bother to open them slowly." , fans’ letters and gifts are all handed over to the staff.”

Qu Mingcong noticed several black umbrellas leaning against the bottom of the shelf.

"Are these umbrellas gifts too?" he asked.

"Yes, Tong Yuan likes these umbrellas very much." Xiaoqu picked up one and handed it to Qu Mingcong, "The workmanship is exquisite, right? Look at the design of this umbrella handle, it is a skull... This one is designed as the head of a leopard , and this one, the wooden umbrella handle is also very low-key and luxurious."

Qu Mingcong received it in his hand, rubbed the handle of the umbrella with his fingertips a few times, and asked, "The night Tong Yuan had an accident, were these umbrellas in the car?"

"Ah..." Xiaoqu recalled for a moment in embarrassment, "It's like this, the company equips each car with umbrellas and disposable raincoats, but it's definitely not as exquisite, so Tong Yuan will bring one or two and put them in the car Just in case, but you have to ask which one was in the car that night, it's not clear."

Qu Mingcong was a little concerned, thinking that the width of the murder weapon seemed to be somewhat close to that of an umbrella handle, and wondered if there would be a murder weapon hidden inside.

He knew that some umbrellas would have self-defense functions, but he was not sure whether the umbrellas in front of him were what he thought.

If there is a knife hidden in the handle of the umbrella, how do you get it out?Is there a card slot?Or twist... or just pull?

Qu Mingcong turned over an umbrella with a skull handle and studied it for a while, but couldn't find the mechanism. Then he held several other umbrellas one by one in his hand and weighed them, trying to judge whether there were knives inside by weight. But it feels like it's all the same.

Might need to take it home for a closer look.

But he didn't have this right. Qu Mingcong understood the rules, put down the umbrella, and told Xiaoqu: "Don't send these umbrellas to Tong Yuan's parents for the time being. The police will come to collect evidence later, and return them to you after the investigation is over."

Xiao Qu quickly nodded, "Okay, okay, we will definitely cooperate with your investigation."

Just finished chatting here, a woman suddenly yelled sharply from outside: "What are you doing?! There is already a lot of noise on the Internet, and you are only here to notify me now?! Why did you go so early?!"

Xiao Qu suddenly became nervous, and Yang Xin led a few people just past the door of the storage room.

She glanced at Xiao Qu, and raised her eyebrows, "Why are you in a daze?! Go, call me the people from the customer service public relations department, and have a meeting!"

　Recently, I may have to continue to update for a few days...

　　
　
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