The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 209 Chatting with Song Zhenye

"What's wrong?" Ji Qian couldn't help being even more curious now.

Why is there such a big reaction one by one.

In the end what happened?
The corners of Xiaolou's lips twitched unnaturally, and just as he was about to say something, Qian Yu's assistant Zheng Dong ran over from the entrance of the corridor, "Brother Yu, Sister Qian, let's go back to the car and talk about what happened here. The murder case, the media will surely come after hearing about it in a while, and they will be unable to leave if they want to."

He was pushed back into the car by Qian Yu at the beginning, and after hearing the homicide, he had been observing the situation at the entrance of the corridor, for fear that Qian Yu and the others would be surrounded by the media, so he immediately greeted them when he saw a few people.

Hearing what he said, Ji Qian and the others stopped delaying and got into the car.

As for Bai Miao who fainted, Qian Yu was in charge, but after Zheng Dong came, Qian Yu of course threw her to Zheng Dong.

After saying goodbye to Qian Yu and getting into her nanny car, Ji Qian asked Xiaolou, "What did you see?"

"Ouch—" Xiaolou couldn't help retching, and quickly waved his hands, "Sister Qian, can you stop asking? It's really scary!"

The more he said that, the more curious Ji Qian became.

Xiaolou couldn't stand her big eyes, and recalled with a painful face: "In short, she was an actress who was killed, and she was cut so many times that her intestines came out, and that piece of paper The face was also scratched, bloody and bloody, not to mention how terrifying, I don't think I will be able to sleep tonight."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a bottle of water from the car refrigerator and gulped it down, suppressing the nausea in his heart.

What he didn't describe to Ji Qian was that the woman was placed into a big character, and the red blood painted a circle, framing her inside, like a sacrificial offering...

It was a creepy feeling at first glance. He had never seen such a tragic and evil scene, and he broke out in cold sweat.

Xiaolou didn't give Ji Qian a specific description, but soon, Ji Qian saw it herself.

After the list of actors for "Shang Shen Ling Xi" was confirmed, the staff set up a group to notify various matters in time.

Tonight, except for the actors who didn't play, most of the crew were working overtime, so there were quite a lot of people who saw the murder scene.

No, someone posted a photo in the WeChat group.

As soon as Ji Qian picked up the phone, the message popped up, and she clicked on it without thinking too much at the time, but the bloody and hideous scene directly hit her eyeballs, and she almost threw the phone out without being scared.

Hearing a soft call, Xiaolou immediately reacted and shouted worriedly: "Sister Qian?"

"No...it's okay." Ji Qian breathed heavily, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat.

It was so sudden that it broke into her line of sight when she was unprepared.

That scene seemed to be reflected on the retina, and Ji Qian felt that when she closed her eyes now, it was all the scene she just saw.

To tell the truth, not afraid of being fake.

But Ji Qian knew that if she didn't see it clearly, she would keep thinking about it and couldn't help but explore it.

So she simply picked up her phone again, and was about to look through it again, only to find that the picture had been withdrawn.

Meanwhile, under the withdrawal record, is everyone's discussion.

About the identity of the deceased, about the brutal killing method, about the speculation about the murderer...

For a while, you can say anything.

Because the face of the deceased was scratched, no one recognized who it was in the end.

The only thing that is certain is that this woman is not from their crew.

Because the director's assistant shouted in the group, asking everyone to report the number according to their hotel room number.

Since there were not many people, Director Wei quickly spoke.

The general meaning is that everyone has a good rest tonight, don't think about this matter, leave the rest to the police, and no one can get involved in this matter.

In addition, the director reiterated the crew's rules on this matter, focusing on the interpretation of the safety clauses, and added two more at the same time.

One is that actors must privately report to the director's assistant when they go out before the film is finished, and the other is that from today onwards, when everyone leaves the show, try to go together as much as possible to prevent accidents.

The director spoke up, and there was no way for everyone to continue the discussion, not to mention that this topic would only make everyone feel depressed, and there was no result.

As a result, the lively group returned to silence.

By the time Ji Qian returned to the hotel, it was almost 40:[-] in the morning, and when she dragged her exhausted body to remove makeup, take a bath, and dry her hair, it was already a quarter past two.

All the lights in the room were on, and Ji Qian was sitting on the sofa holding the spray and pressing the bottle, but she was in a daze.

She also knows that the film and television base is not peaceful. After all, there are mixed fish and dragons, and there are everyone.

This is the reason why she often goes in and out of the police station, such as theft, robbery, sex appeal, or provocation and revenge like Min Yue, all kinds of cases emerge in endlessly.

But it was the first time she had seen such a horrible and bloody scene like today.

It might be that the air conditioner in the hotel was turned on too high, and she dared to feel the coolness in this hot summer night.

Empty room, pure white sheets, clean white walls... The environment that was supposed to be clean at first seemed cold at the moment.

Ji Qian looked down for her phone, only to find that she was still holding the spray.

Pressing with her fingers, she quickly sprayed the medicine on her ankle.

The white mist was sprayed out with high pressure, spraying a thin layer of light yellow potion on the slender ankle.

A slightly offensive smell immediately filled the air, Ji Qian sneezed, and a layer of water mist appeared in her eyes.

Rubbing her nose and looking at her unhealthy feet, at this moment, she suddenly wanted to talk to someone.

No matter what you say, in short, don't fall into this fear alone.

Even though she was sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep, which was really uncomfortable.

but--

As a manager, Feili wanted to organize resources for her. After making sure that her filming here was going well, she flew back to Kyoto with her filming schedule yesterday to talk about her endorsement.

And Xiaolou was quite scared today, and he was tired for another day, so he probably went to bed early?

Holding the phone, the screen was on and then off, and when it was off, she turned it on again, but she didn't know who to call.

A pair of eyes stared at the phone screen, but it was a little empty.

"Beep-beep-"

In the silent night, there was no sound, so even though the phone was not amplified, she still caught the sound.

She quickly looked down.

It turned out that at some point, she actually called Song Zhen!
It should be that the most recent call was the reason for the call to Song Zhen, so she accidentally dialed the number when she flipped the phone.

As soon as she saw the words "Uncle Beard", she hurriedly reached out to press the phone, wanting to hang up.

As a result, the panic became more chaotic, the busier and more wrong, and finally I just hid the call and did not hang up.

When she reopened the call interface, she found that the call time was displayed.

00: 01.

Then the time starts incrementing second by second.

The call is connected! ?
How to do?How to do?
It's so late, almost 02:30, what is she doing!
Panicked, she actually clicked to hang up!
what?
Kissy what are you doing?
Looking at the phone screen turned to the call record interface, Ji Qian wanted to cry, especially the latest call record of only seven seconds reminded her of what she did stupidly.

Called someone's phone and hung up quickly!
Is she sick?

Ji Qian covered her face with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, she wished that the call record would disappear automatically.

Well, even if it doesn't disappear automatically, disappointed Song Zhen fell asleep, then turned over and fell asleep, just pretend it didn't happen...

however--

"Wow! Ooooh~Wow! Oooh~"

Song Zhen's special bell rang.

Hearing such lively dog ​​barking at night, Ji Qian's head exploded.

Although she really didn't want to face the fact that she woke up Song Zhen, she still picked up the phone resignedly, pressed answer and put it to her ear.

"Can't sleep?"

Song Zhen's unique, deep, and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded just like him, calm, quiet, and reliable.

Ji Qian was frowning in confusion, her face swollen into a bun, but when she heard his voice, her flustered heart immediately calmed down.

"Well, I can't sleep." She nodded, then shook her head quickly, and it took a while to realize that Song Zhen on the other end of the phone couldn't see her movements, so she added, "No, no, I haven't slept yet. "

(End of this chapter)