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

He looked back and asked He Qile: "How do you know?"

"I've been to this museum before, so I'm familiar with it." He Qile said slowly, "The exhibits are basically displayed in the west hall and the east hall. There is a souvenir shop on the first floor and a screen projection on the second floor. Play some introductions of the exhibits in the museum, and the third and fourth floors are the office areas of the museum.”

Qu Mingcong was puzzled when he heard the words, "Even if you have been here before, it is difficult to distinguish which is the window of the office or the window of the jumping building just by standing outside the building?"

He Qile was silent for a moment, and replied: "I have memorized the floor plan of the museum, so I can distinguish it clearly."

Qu Mingcong said casually, "Then your spatial thinking is quite good."

He Qile glanced at him, and then walked forward silently. Seeing this, Qu Mingcong followed him. The two showed their invitation letter at the entrance of the museum, and followed the team into the museum.

After entering, it is a very open hall, square, the floor is decorated with black and white chess grids, and there are several plaster chess sculptures of human height.

Many children use this place as a playground, chasing and fighting around the statue, or playing hopscotch. There is a passage on the left and right, connecting the east and west halls of the museum, and there are elevators on both sides.

In this way, the museum is a completely symmetrical building.

He Qile walked in front and led Qu Mingcong to the meeting room on the third floor. When he got out of the elevator, he immediately felt that the third floor was much quieter than the first floor. The decor is also antique.

He Qile seemed to be very familiar with the structure here. He turned right when he got out of the elevator, without stopping at all.

The decoration of the conference room is also full of ancient style, more like a tea room inside, with wooden tea tables, simple armchairs, a few Zen calligraphy and paintings on the gray background wall, and a pot of branches next to it Strong bonsai.

In such an environment, the tone of people's speech can't help but become lower and lighter.

A smiling young man wearing glasses stood at the door and shook hands with Qu Mingcong: "Hello, I am Mr. Ding's assistant. I am responsible for assisting you in your investigation activities for the past two weeks. Please sit down."

Probably because Qu Mingcong looked older than He Qile, the assistant naturally regarded He Qile as his little follower.

He Qile did not show any dissatisfaction, and sat down with Qu Mingcong calmly.

Not long after sitting down, other people also arrived one after another.

Qu Mingcong unexpectedly saw a familiar face. He had met him at the office before. He opened his mouth to say hello, but he couldn't remember the other person's name for a while.

Fortunately, that person still remembered him, and raised his smiling face and said first, "Brother Ming! You also participated in the million-dollar reward event? I'm Mei Chao, do you remember me?"

Qu Mingcong smiled at the other party, and before he could speak, Mei Chao introduced to the other two people around him: "He is Brother Ming, the investigator of Wang Xiaoming's office, Wang Xiaoming, you should know, right? He was the one who solved Tong Yuan's case." , and the male corpse on the glass river before... Their office has been very popular recently, and with Brother Ming joining, our investigation this time must be very hot."

Qu Mingcong looked at them hesitantly, "You... already know each other?"

Mei Chao nodded, "Yes, we came early and just went down to look around the exhibits, you know? Our invitation letter can enter the museum for free, and there is no limit to the number of visits within two weeks."

He then introduced the two people around him to Qu Mingcong: "This is Pan Fang, a private detective from Yuecheng, and this is Cao Xiuwen, who used to be a reporter for Qingjiang Evening News, and is now working on his own self-media account."

Qu Mingcong took advantage of the situation and shook hands with those two, "Hello."

He was thinking about how to introduce He Qile to everyone, and he glanced at him, He Qile took off his down jacket, sat on the side of the tea table with the down jacket in one hand, as if he was out of the way, and had no intention of coming to socialize at all.

Very indifferent.

Qu Mingcong gave up on the idea of ​​introducing.

Here Mr. Ding's assistant began to make tea for them, smiling and said in a calm manner: "Everyone, sit down for a while and drink some tea. We, Mr. Ding, will be here soon."

Sitting down and drinking tea, it is impossible to drink tea dryly, and there is always something to talk about. Qu Mingcong naturally talked to Mei Chao: "I remember you were doing education-related work before?"

"That's right." Mei Chao said with a calm smile, "The track of learning and education is too difficult to do, and now I can't do it well, and I can't sell it even if I want to sell it, so I'm doing some content about teenagers' psychology. My daughter committed suicide after the college entrance examination, so it is very suitable for extended content, so come and participate, and get to know some colleagues by the way."

The man sitting next to Mei Chao was Cao Xiuwen, who nodded in agreement: "It's probably impossible to fully investigate this case after more than a year, but if we dig deeper, we may be able to find some new material."

Sitting next to Cao Xiuwen was Pan Fang, who lived up to his name, a strong man with a square face, and said, "You can get 100 million if you find out, and [-] if you don't find out, and you can also increase your popularity on the Internet. , a sure-fire deal."

Qu Mingcong thought to himself: These are real people...

Ding Zhaolin offered a reward of one million to advertise the museum, and the people he attracted were also for the sake of popularity. It seemed that few people really cared about the reason why the girl committed suicide.

Mei Chao seemed to know him very well, and asked, "Brother Ming, your firm should have a lot of business, why are you here?"

Qu Mingcong replied casually: "Same as you."

Everyone showed a look of understanding.

In their view, traffic is king in the Internet age, and getting popular is a very common thing, just like opening your mouth to breathe.

After the assistant made tea and poured the tea, he distributed the photocopied materials to them.

Qu Mingcong took a cursory glance. It was an investigation report written by those who participated in the event before. There were eight copies in total. He had read six of them on the Internet, and the remaining two had no useful clues. He quickly read them and handed them over to them. What fun.

The room fell silent, with the occasional sound of pages being turned.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the documents in their hands silently.

About 10 minutes later, the door of the tea room opened, and an old man with white hair walked in. After looking around, he walked to an empty seat with a warm expression and sat down.

Although he is silver-haired, but has a ruddy complexion and bright eyes, he doesn't look old, but is very energetic and healthy.

Everyone knew well that this was Mr. Ding Zhaolin, a well-known collector.

The old gentleman had no airs at all, and said kindly: "You should have read all the information, right? First of all, I would like to thank you all for participating in the investigation. You can ask me any questions about my daughter. I hope that in the next two weeks , we can all gain something.”

Qu Mingcong couldn't hold back many questions, and was about to ask, when he suddenly felt a strong gaze from his side.

Looking sideways, He Qile was staring at him with burning eyes.

There is bad news and good news.

The bad news: the book has been broken 8 times.

The good news is: the author doesn't have many chances to change, and the plot is slowly coming to an end.