Detective from the future

Chapter 270 Clues

Ma Pengkun frowned slightly.

Mu Xinran put on a mask and sunglasses.

"Come in." Ma Pengkun said.

"Crack..." There was a knock at the door, and Zhen Yuwei's assistant Liu Tong walked in.

"President Ma, Xiaowei, I was watching outside just now and got a piece of news."

"What news?" Zhen Yuwei asked.

Liu Tong didn't say anything immediately, but just glanced at Mu Xinran who was aside.

"Liu Tong, just tell me if you have something, but sister is not an outsider." Zhen Yuwei said.

"Let's see for yourself." Liu Tong handed the phone to Zhen Yuwei.

"Mysterious." Zhen Yuwei muttered, took a look at the phone, and frowned involuntarily.

"What's wrong?" Ma Pengkun asked.

Zhen Yuwei handed over the phone.

Ma Pengkun took a look, wrinkled his forehead into a mountain character, and shouted: "What am I talking about, I won't let you call the police, if you don't listen, take a look yourself."

Mu Xinran felt that it might have something to do with her, so she hurriedly took it over to check, and she was shocked when she saw it.

The headline of the news read two big characters: "Mu Xinran is on vacation at Qindao, and has a secret meeting with post-00 little fresh meat."

Fortunately, there is only news, no pictures or detailed time, so it can be viewed as gossip.

Of course, once the surveillance screenshots are issued again, gossip will become fact.

This is also a tactic used by the paparazzi to release the news bit by bit to maximize the benefits.

"What did I say? It must be that group of stinky police leaked the news. They are unreliable at all. You insist on calling the police. It's better now." Ma Pengkun complained.

"What are you doing as an afterthought now?" Mu Xinran shouted.

"What's the use of yelling at me? You gave in to me at the time and signed the contract extension. Can this still happen?" Ma Pengkun snorted.

"What do you mean? Could it be that you were the one who secretly photographed me?" Mu Xinran asked with a cold face.

"Where are you going? I mean, with my experience and energy, I can definitely help you settle this matter. There is a solution for the entertainment industry. The police are just a bunch of young people who understand the entertainment industry. Is it the rules? It's just playing the piano randomly." Ma Pengkun looked like he hated iron but steel.

Mu Xinran was already annoyed when she saw the news, but when she heard Ma Pengkun's words, she trembled with anger.

With a sound of "Bang!", the door of the conference room opened directly.

Ma Pengkun stared and shouted: "Who told you to open the door, do you understand the rules!"

After the words fell, four men and one woman walked into the conference room, led by a man with a tall and straight figure and a heroic spirit. It was Han Bin, the leader of the third team of the Criminal Investigation Team of Yuhua Branch.

Han Bin smiled on the surface: "Which rules, the rules of the entertainment industry, or the rules of Qindao City?"

"What are you doing?" Ma Pengkun said displeased.

"We're just a group of stunned youths, and we want to learn the rules of the entertainment industry from Mr. Ma and gain insights." Li Hui joked.

"I don't care who you are, get out immediately, or I'll call security." Ma Pengkun scolded.

"What is it called a security guard? It's enough to have it." Li Hui chuckled and showed his police officer's card.

"You are the police!" Ma Pengkun took a step back, showing a solemn expression.

"President Ma, there is a case that I would like to ask you to assist in the investigation, please come with us."

"Misunderstanding, comrade policeman, is there some misunderstanding?" Ma Pengkun hurriedly put on a smiling face.

"Misunderstanding, tell me, what misunderstanding?" Han Bin asked back.

"What I said just now was angry. I didn't intend to speak ill of the police. I'm just a cheap person, nothing else." Ma Pengkun said.

"I've seen a lot of cheap-talking people, and I'm not so stingy." Han Bin showed his arrest certificate again: "Mr. Ma, we really want to ask you to assist in the investigation of a case."

"What's your name, officer?"

"My surname is Han."

"Officer Han, what case do you want me to investigate? Is it the case where Mu Xinran was secretly filmed?" Ma Pengkun asked.

"Where do you live?" Han Bin asked without answering.

"It's at this hotel."

"room number."

"Why do you ask this?" Ma Pengkun was a little uneasy.

"If I ask you anything, just say it? Do you understand?" Li Hui said.

"Room 808."

Han Bin took out another ID: "Look, this is a search warrant."

"Officer Han, what's the matter? Why did you search my room? I haven't secretly photographed Mu Xinran, so it really has nothing to do with me." Ma Pengkun shouted.

Han Bin gave the search warrant to Li Hui: "Take someone to search."

"Yes." Although Li Hui is usually mean-spirited, he is unambiguous in business matters.

"Officer Han, it's a misunderstanding. It must be a misunderstanding. Don't search my room. If you have something to say, let's talk about it, okay." Ma Pengkun was in a hurry.

"Yes, don't your police officers serve the people? How can you be so unreasonable." Zhen Yuwei who was on the side couldn't see it.

Han Bin glanced at her: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Don't you usually watch TV?" Zhen Yuwei said a little dissatisfied.

"Brother Bin, this is Zhen Yuwei, the one in the spy war drama, she didn't wear much makeup today." Zhao Ming reminded.

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the corners of Zhen Yuwei's mouth rose slightly, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, her entire face collapsed.

"Hey, what do you mean, can you speak?" Zhen Yuwei shouted.

"Yuwei, don't make trouble, learn from your sister Ran, calm down, calm down, you have this point, how will you face the media in the future." Ma Pengkun said.

"Mr. Ma, I'm helping you speak." Zhen Yuwei pouted, showing an aggrieved look.

"It's okay, I'm upright and I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting."

"If that's the case, come with us. Let's find out the situation and return your innocence." Han Bin waved his hand, signaling Zhao Ming to take him with him.

"Wait, I can walk by myself, I don't need you to hold me." Ma Pengkun waved his hand and pushed Zhao Ming away.

As the general manager of an entertainment company, he didn't want to have anything to do with the police. He put on a hat, mask, and sunglasses to wrap himself up tightly.

Mu Xinran pulled Han Bin aside: "Officer Han, why did you arrest Ma Pengkun? Could it be that he is really the mastermind behind the secret filming?"

"What do you think?" Han Bin asked back.

Han Bin always felt that Mu Xinran deliberately concealed the case.

"I don't know." Mu Xinran sighed.

"You should go to the police station too, and I'll make a supplementary record for you," Han Bin said.

"Is there any new progress in the case?"

"Yes." Han Bin nodded.

"Later, I can't go to the police station right now, there was an accident just now, I have to deal with it immediately." Mu Xinran showed an anxious look.

"What accident?"

"Look for yourself." Mu Xinran handed the phone to Han Bin.

Han Bin glanced at it, and saw the eye-catching news: "Mu Xinran is on vacation at Qindao, and has a secret meeting with post-00 little fresh meat."

"When did this happen?"

"I just found out, it should be on the news this morning." Mu Xinran bit her lip: "I must deal with it immediately, or my stardom will be completely ruined."

Jiang Erkang was arrested and Guo Jiahui died.

Han Bin speculates that this is likely to be the handwriting of the instigator behind the candid filming case.

(End of this chapter)