The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 356 Organization B (Second Update)
After separating from Ji Qian, Song Zhen drove to the filming base of Dabei Temple in Luchuan Film and Television City. Qin Feng was filming his first film in his directorial career here during this period. It was a historical drama called "Dabei Temple". It tells the story of a group of monks from the Dabei Temple actively joining the anti-enemy army at the critical moment when foreign enemies invaded and the land of China was full of smoldering smoke. They used the ancient famous Dabei Temple as their base to fight against the enemy.

Qin Feng takes a temple as the starting point and a group of ordinary monks as the protagonists, seeing the big from the small, reflecting the changes and turmoil of the great era.

At the same time, the Dabei Temple is just a drop in the ocean in the torrent of history, and it was submerged in a blink of an eye.

When Song Zhen arrived, Qin Feng was lecturing to the actors. When he saw Song Zhen, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Come on, come on, do me a favor!"

Everyone couldn't help but looked up and followed Qin Feng's gaze, and then saw a handsome man like a monster, and couldn't help but wonder, which crew's new actor is this, why have they never seen it before?

"Come on, I'm just worried that no one will give me a full set of gestures. Come and help me." Qin Feng stood up directly, stared at Song Zhen eagerly, then pointed to the actor in front of him and said, " I have a scene here, he, the male lead, and the monk, want to have a series of moves with the villain leader, the martial arts director can only split up and explain each move, and I am worried that I can’t find anyone to make gestures. It’s only been a hundred days and I don’t dare to use my strength, so you just came and helped me fight! Show them what real swords, guns and kung fu are!”

Song Zhen glanced at the martial arts instructor Qin Feng was talking about, and at the two actors fighting each other.

"You have to be kind, I've helped you all, and you're welcome too." Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Okay!" Song Zhen was also happy.

On the contrary, the martial arts director next to him was a little worried, "Director Qin, this is not good, what if you get injured, not serious?"

"Injured?" Qin Feng couldn't help laughing, pointing at himself and asking, "Do you think you can hurt me?"

"No." He answered truthfully.

Qin Feng, when he was an actor, he never used martial arts substitutes. Every move and style is real kung fu. He is passionate about martial arts and has profound attainments. There are not many martial arts instructors who want to challenge him. I think I can't beat Qin Feng.

"I can only draw with him, so, is he qualified to compete with you now?" Qin Feng pointed to Song Zhen and asked.

The calm and breezy words made the martial arts instructors and actors in front of them change their expressions.

Is this man with a monstrous and handsome appearance who looks like a god, so powerful!

"Please!" The martial arts instructor no longer twitched, and directly clasped his fists as a salute.

Song Zhen also cupped his fists in return, and the two immediately walked to the center of the arena.

Immediately, all the people spontaneously gathered around to watch the discussion, and everyone whispered to each other, guessing Song Zhen's identity one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the two on the field had already fought.

With Qin Feng's reminder, the martial arts instructor didn't take it lightly, and made fierce moves, wrapped in a strong wind and roaring towards Song Zhen's vital points.

Song Zhen glanced at the actors on the field, remembered the monk Qin Feng said, and had a solid idea, and then responded, only to see that he dodged, blocked, blocked, and struck... with ease.

The martial arts instructor couldn't touch him with several shots, so he couldn't help being aroused to fight, but the harder he shot, the easier it was for Song Zhen to deal with it.

I saw that Song Zhen avoided reality and acted falsely, responded to the situation at will, took advantage of the situation, took the joints lightly, wrapped him up cleverly, and played him around.

"Hey!" The martial arts instructor shouted!
Song Zhen waited for the opportunity to move, grasping his tendons and bones, sweeping his legs, and tripped him to the ground, and then followed up with his elbows, directly locking the opponent's neck.

"Assignment."

Immediately there was warm applause on the field, and some people were hooked and shouted "yes" loudly.

Song Zhen immediately let go of the martial arts instructor, stood up and bowed to him.

The martial arts instructor propped himself up and stood up, with admiration in his eyes, not only because Song Zhen defeated him, but more importantly, Song Zhen defeated him with the hard qigong used by monks, he was not only fighting against himself , and did not forget to demonstrate.

On the other hand, in order to win, I used the moves I was good at, and I forgot the original intention of the sparring.

"Okay, let's think about it for ourselves first, and I will catch up with my old friend." Qin Feng stepped forward and put his hand on Song Zhen's shoulder, "Not bad, I haven't lost my time after being so busy with work. Let's go. Talk in the wing room."

Song Zhen raised the corners of her lips and followed him into the room.

This is the wing room of the Great Compassion Temple, which has now become the workshop of Qin Feng and his crew. Qin Feng walked into the room and pointed to the simple chair next to him, "Just sit down."

Then he bent down and took out a bottle of water from the cardboard box on the ground and threw it over, "Anyway, you only drink plain water, nothing else, just this, just drink it."

Song Zhen couldn't help laughing, Qin Feng sat across from him, caught a glimpse of him smiling, and couldn't help asking: "What are you laughing at, I'm short on funds, do you understand how to increase income and reduce expenditure? Hey, if you are not in charge, you don't know that daily necessities are expensive!"

"Open source of income and reduce expenditure?" Song Zhen glanced at the two boxes of pomegranates that had been turned over in a mess not far away, as well as a sealed small carton on the table on the left, and the filled express form stuck to the carton, and couldn't help joking, " The pomegranates in this season are quite expensive, but Director Qin is quite generous, where are you going to send them?"

"The eyes are really sharp!" Qin Feng turned around and picked up two pomegranates from the cardboard box on the ground, then took a fruit knife and put it on the table, "If you want to eat it, peel it yourself."

"All the big and thin-skinned ones were picked away, and then I randomly picked two of them for me?"

"If you like to eat or not, I sent it to Changge. Can you compare with my wife? Okay, don't be poor, I have already made an appointment for you, the person you asked me to find, tonight at 06:30 , Deyilou, I claimed to the outside world that I wanted to make a documentary about the history of music changes and development in the last century, so to speak, I got those old antiques, so tell me, why did you find singers and music producers of that era People these?"

"Check something." Song Zhen replied.

"So long ago, what are you looking for? And they are all from the music circle?" Qin Feng was puzzled, but seeing Song Zhen's expression, he added, "Is it convenient to tell?"

Song Zhen nodded.

"It's so mysterious." Qin Feng complained, but didn't ask any more questions.

"Thanks, this matter!" Song Zhen smiled with the corners of her lips raised.

"Speaking of this, anyway, you talk to them tonight, just don't reveal your secrets." Having helped to make an appointment, Qin Feng has completed the mission Song Zhen entrusted to him. As for other things, such as how to lie, That's what Song Zhen has to worry about.

But since Song Zhen was looking into those things, he must have done some research. He wasn't worried, but just reminded him.

"Well, I know, don't worry."

"By the way, do you have any opinion on Lu Jue's death? Lu Mingshen is also paying attention to this matter." Qin Feng suddenly remembered this matter.

Lu Jue has old grievances with Mo Changge and Lu Mingshen. He is the manipulator behind the Qinfeng Weiya incident. After the Weiya incident, he wanted to escape the legal sanction by being mentally abnormal, but Lu Mingshen took advantage of it. He was sent to the Merck Sanatorium for compulsory treatment, which is a disguised form of imprisonment.

On December 12th, on the day of the foundation stone laying ceremony of Tongshan Film and Television City in G City, Lu Jue committed suicide in the Merck Sanatorium. Song Zhen rushed to the suicide scene because her mother was receiving treatment in the Merck Sanatorium and worried that it would affect her mother.

At the scene of the suicide, he saw Lu Mingshen and Chen Xuan from the City Bureau's serious crime team, and then learned about the situation at that time.

"This case has been handed over to us from the Municipal Bureau's Serious Crime Squad, because it involves the Lu Group, Mo's Real Estate, and you in City G. In addition, Lu Jue is a psychologist. The situation is more complicated. It is also more important, so our special case team will investigate. On the other hand, the letter 'B' that appeared at the scene of Lu Jue's suicide also made us very concerned, because I have seen it in other serial murder cases or abnormal murder cases. Similar marks, it is more like the code name of some kind of organization. Recently, similar cases have appeared in the world, so I have to go out."

"Then I'll wait for your news." Qin Feng frowned slightly.

Lu Jue's affairs were not clear, even if he died, it seemed that a bomb was planted, which made him a little uneasy.

"Well, but you'd better not bring it up in front of others. I always feel that the things hidden behind this B are not simple."

Qin Feng nodded solemnly.

After talking about the business, Qin Feng went to work, Song Zhen was not restrained, and sat in the wing room by himself, sorting out the questions to be asked at the evening dinner.

(End of this chapter)