Before he left, director Xiao said again and again that if there is a good role in the future, he will definitely contact him.

In this way, all the characters are removed, so the scenes shot by Wei Leyi or Luo Yingbai can only be invalidated. However, Director Xiao played it back several times, hesitated for a moment, and was still not willing to play Luo Yingbai. Those fragments were completely deleted and temporarily retained.

Luo Yingbai was very content with the money, and said to Xia Xianning: "I treat you to dinner, Mr. Xia, would you like to eat some common food?"

A little smile appeared on Xia Xianning's face: "Let's go."

The two finally ate a small hot pot meal near the crew. After they came out, they drove back to the special investigation office. The car smelled faintly of hot pot.

Xia Xianning opened the window on his side, and casually said, "I never thought that you'll be much better off being picky eaters after being away from home for nearly a year."

Luo Yingbai sighed and said: "The main reason is that I don't have money. You know, when I left, I left the house, and I didn't see Feng Shui again, so I just worked part-time at school to earn some money. Even the first semester The tuition fees are all borrowed from you, am I qualified to pick and choose? Three meals a day, steamed buns dipped in salt, and mustard on Saturdays and Sundays, that’s not bad.”

Knowing that his words were exaggerated, even a three-point grievance can become very pitiful, Xia Xianning still felt a pain in his heart.This man has been a son since he was a child, and he hasn't even washed the dishes at home. It's unimaginable for him to go to work.

Thinking about it this way, the scene in his dream since the reunion came before his eyes again. He sighed in his heart and said, "Do you still want to eat pan-fried tofu? I'll go back and make it for you."

No one would believe it. Xia Xianning's cooking is very delicious. Luo Yingbai likes to eat his fried tofu the most. It's just that his young master is very expensive. It's rare for him to cook next time. Luo Yingbai is overjoyed: "Really?"

Xia Xianning nodded.

Luo Yingbai immediately said flatteringly: "Then Xianning, anyway, if you do it once, it's done, and if you do it twice, it's also done. I still want to eat dried and crispy mushrooms."

"can."

"Why don't we go to the supermarket to buy two bottles of beer later?"

"Ah."

Luo Yingbai didn't expect that Xia Xianning took the wrong medicine today, and she was so talkative, so beautiful that she praised him repeatedly: "I knew you were the most interesting, it's not in vain that I loved you so much when I was a child, a candied haw You share the food..."

Xia Xianning: "..." The whole root must have been his.

Luo Yingbai: "...the dry-stir-fried mushrooms outside are almost inedible, are they called mushrooms? They are called fried peppercorns..."

Xia Xianning said coolly: "Isn't it true that you can only eat steamed buns for three meals a day, and adding some pickles is a luxury?"

Luo Yingbai: "Uh..."

Xia Xianning saw Luo Yingbai's choked expression from the glass on one side, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

The two were in a relaxed mood, and both felt that if they could find the Flying Head Gu with that costume, the whole case should be clear.

In the evening, Gou Songze brought the person back to have a look, and everyone found that the suspect of the flying head Gu buried in the house was Zheng Yishan, the sister of the deceased actor Zheng Hui.

When everyone sees her for the first time, a pity will flash in their hearts—this woman is slender and fair-skinned. She should be a good-looking girl in the first place, but it's a pity that a large number of pitted scars are all over the left side of her face. Ruined that beauty.

Her hair was a bit disheveled, and she looked panic-stricken—anyone would panic if a few policemen woke up from their bed in the middle of the night and called her a murderer.

Sitting in the interrogation room, facing a bunch of questions, she kept muttering: "I don't have...I don't..."

Gou Songze's eyes were bleeding, and he was very irritable when he got a repeated "I don't have any". He flicked the ceramic jar wrapped in a plastic bag in front of him, and said, "I said big sister, 'No' two Anyone can say that, but the problem is that we need evidence. This thing was dug out from under your bed, right? Then can you explain to us why?"

"Yes, it was found in my brother's room."

Zheng Yishan's tone was unbelievable: "He passed away two years ago, and I don't really want to touch the things in his room... I always feel like people are still alive. I really don't know where he still has things." Such a jar!"

Gou Songze said: "Do you have any other relatives who lived with him?"

Zheng Yishan shook his head, said with a wry smile: "How is that possible? Who doesn't shy away from sleeping in the dead's room, and I look like this... I haven't contacted anyone for a long time."

Whether it is true or false, as long as words are clues, what Zheng Yishan said, Xia Xianning immediately found useful information from it, and said calmly at the side: "If according to this statement, it is not you or someone else, then this jar should have been placed It has been under the bed for two years, why is there no trace of dust on the tank, and the flying head Gu inside is also made recently?"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing these three words, Zheng Yishan's expression suddenly changed, and he blurted out in surprise: "What did you say? Flying head Gu?!"

If she was a beautiful woman, she could still make people feel sorry for her staring and exclaiming. Unfortunately, her appearance has been destroyed by the fire. Her face is even more ferocious when she stares at her eyes. There is no surprise but fright.

Gou Songze couldn't take it anymore, pretended to record, and lowered his head to write quietly, while the face of the godlike director Xia next to him did not change, as if the appearance of all living beings was melon in his eyes, looking directly at each other, observing Looking at Zheng Yishan's expression.

"You know flying head Gu."

He used an affirmative tone, Zheng Yishan rubbed the tip of his nose with his fingers, and did not deny it: "I heard some old people in my hometown mention it, but I haven't touched it."

"Really?" Xia Xianning was noncommittal, and changed the topic, "So, you haven't seen him either?"

Wearing transparent gloves, he took out the clay pot covered in a plastic bag, and suddenly put the pot on the table, a human head rolled out, it was the half-finished flying head Gu.

Gou Songze: "Damn it!"

So fierce!

As soon as the human head came out of the clay pot, the seven orifices immediately bled, and it flew into the air while spinning, with a hoarse laughter from its throat.

"Get down!"

Xia Xianning had quick hands and quick eyes, a yellow talisman flew out, and with a "boom", knocked the head down on the table.

Zheng Yishan opened his mouth wide, his eyes were straightened, and he seemed to have been frightened stupid under the extreme fear.

Among the three, only Xia Xianning, the instigator, remained calm and asked solemnly, "See clearly, have you seen it?"

After a while, Zheng Yishan stammered: "I haven't seen it, I really haven't seen it...I don't know anything..."

Her fingers on her knees were curled up tightly, and she felt cold sweat on her palms.

At this time, Xia Xianning's phone on the table lit up, he picked it up, and found that it was a message from Luo Yingbai, his cold face softened a little, he opened the screen, and saw that Luo Yingbai asked him to ask Zheng Yishan if he knew Dai Wei Jay.

Xia Xianning complied.

His questions were all out of the blue, Zheng Yishan couldn't keep up with his train of thought, nodded and said: "I know... It's not that I know him, he is a star, I know him, but he probably doesn't know who I am."

"Actually, thinking about it, I feel that Zheng Yishan is quite pitiful. I have watched her TV dramas in the past. She was so beautiful and promising, but now she falls into this."

Outside the surveillance room of the interrogation room, Yue Ling and Luo Yingbai were sitting there.Both of them have cheerful personalities, and they are almost familiar with each other by this time.

While watching the surveillance, Yue Ling casually discussed the case: "But there are only her and Zheng Hui in that house, and Zheng Hui's horoscope shows that he must be dead, so there can be no other suspects if it is not Zheng Yishan." .”

While talking, she looked at Luo Yingbai, and saw that the eldest young master was carelessly swiping his phone, turning a pen casually in his left hand, as if he didn't pay attention to the interrogation screen at all.

Yue Ling had good eyesight, and she could see that he was actually searching for "beauty tutorials" on the Internet at a glance, and she was a little speechless.

Hearing Yue Ling's words, Luo Yingbai raised her head and smiled at her, but said: "When she heard the word 'Flying Head Gu', she looked up to the right, and said that she didn't understand Flying Head Gu, Touching the nose unconsciously, these are typical actions of lying, I think at least she is not ignorant of flying head Gu."

When Xia Xianning was not in front of him, Luo Yingbai seemed to be able to do a lot, which surprised Yue Ling: "Did you see that just now?"

Luo Yingbai opened the notebook on the table: "I wrote it all down, but even so, I still don't think she is the murderer."

The book was originally co-authored, but when Luo Yingbai opened it like this, Yue Ling realized that the handwriting on it was fluent and elegant, clearly listing the doubtful points of the interrogation, and Luo Yingbai did not put down the mobile phone in his right hand—he actually Not only can you use one mind at two times, but you can also use both hands to do two different things at the same time.

Yue Ling felt that she was being abused by a bully, and she said submissively, "Mr. Luo, you must be doing well in school."

"Don't, don't, it makes me feel like a middle-aged uncle."

Luo Yingbai touched his ears, and smiled at Yue Ling: "Call me Xiaoluo or Yingbai."

Yue Ling was attracted by Luo Yingbai's supernatural power-like skills just now, and only after being interrupted did she remember what she wanted to say: "Okay, Xiao Luo, tell me...you don't think Zheng Yishan is the murderer, why?"

She paused, and added: "Even if I didn't listen to the interrogation just now, I still feel that there is a kind of fierceness between this woman's brows. She is really very suspicious."

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