Zombie catches ghosts daily

In mid-October, the drama of Huangshan was finally over.Director Zhang heaved a sigh of relief. The filming has been very smooth for the past half month, and he is in a good mood to let the main creative staff take a three-day vacation. The main reason is that there is a temporary problem with the venue in Hengdian, which needs to be negotiated. It just so happens that everyone has been nesting in the mountains for more than a month. Adjust it well.

When they heard about the holiday, everyone was very happy, and even Liu Piao, who was anxious during this time, relaxed.

Zhang Xiaozang was going home. He hadn't seen Xiaofei for a long time, but Fang Hui said he was going back to the company for a meeting.

"Little ancestor, don't look at me like that. I'll give you a big vacation after this shoot, and I promise I won't bother you." Fang Hui almost swore to the sky.

With a one-month vacation and no nagging from Fang Hui, Zhang Xiaozhuan decided to go back to Beijing first. When he arrived at the airport waiting room, he planned to stay for a while, but he heard Fang Hui's polite words: "Teacher Cheng is here? So?" Coincidentally, we are going back to Beijing..."

He looked up and saw that Cheng Beijing was on the sofa in the waiting room, and next to him were Liu Dao and his assistant, who had recovered from his foot injury. Now Liu Dao was socializing with Fang Hui.

Cheng Beijing raised his eyes from the book in his hand, and just met Zhang Xiaozhan's gaze, and nodded politely and distantly as a greeting, Zhang Xiaozhan didn't bother to be polite to Cheng Beijing, this person is quite indifferent in nature.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the waist hurts, you don't need to turn your head to know that Fang Hui is a coward, so Fang Hui reminds: "Ancestor, please say hello to the actor, otherwise you will be rude and play big when you are photographed by reporters."

There were only a few of them in the entire waiting room, and there were no reporters there. Zhang Xiaozang was annoyed that Fang Hui was going to die, but he still agreed on his face, "Hello, Teacher Cheng."

"Okay." Cheng Beijing's tone was indifferent.

After saying hello, there was really nothing to say, Zhang Xiaojiang sat on the opposite sofa, lowered his hat and began to be in a daze.

Although the two said they lived together for half a month, but the filming was very tiring, and the later period was very rushed. At night, after washing up, they just fell into bed and went to sleep. The two of them had nothing in common to talk about. Cheng Beijing reads a book for a while before going to bed every day, and Zhang Xiaojiang is not very curious.

Fang Hui still wanted to talk about something, but he couldn't find a topic, so after thinking about it, he decided to stop the awkward chat, and sat beside him in a daze with his little ancestor.

When the announcement was made to board the plane, several people in the waiting room were ready to leave at the same time. Only then did Fang Hui realize that Cheng Beijing was also going back to Beijing, and he whispered behind Zhang Xiaozang, "Ancestor, the film king is also going back to Beijing. You can chat with people along the way." .”

"Old Fang, are you really timid now?" Zhang Xiaozang squinted at Fang Hui coldly.

Fang Hui said in seconds: "Forget it, forget it, as long as you are happy."

As soon as he boarded the plane, Zhang Xiaojiang nestled on the seat and began to sleep. He slept in a dark state, and finally was woken up by Fang Hui, still looking sleepy.

"arrive?"

"It's almost here, little ancestor, wipe your face first, it's full of sleep marks, is it still drooling?" Fang Hui carefully studied the corner of the little ancestor's mouth for suspicious water stains.

Before Zhang Xiaozang could speak, he heard Cheng Beijing's laughter, and Fang Hui was so angry that he said, "Stop spitting, I'll get you glasses when I get back."

"Yes, yes, yes." Fang Hui also heard the actor's laughter, but the actor doesn't seem like a person who doesn't save face for others, why does he always like to hate his little ancestor!

Because of the temporary schedule, there were no fans outside to pick up the plane, but Cheng Beijing was too imposing. He was about [-] tall, wearing a long classic windbreaker, wearing a mask and glasses, covering his entire face, and just walked out of the gate. It attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Zhang Xiaozang followed behind and whispered Sao Bao.

"Aren't you envious, little ancestor? Look at the actor's long legs, and he's doing really well in the fashion circle..." Fang Hui sighed for a long time without moving, then turned to look at the little ancestor staring at him indifferently, and quickly Consolation: "You are only 20 years old now, and you are still tall, as long as you are not picky about food, drink more milk and exercise more..."

Zhang Xiaojiang was so angry that he didn't want to talk to Fang Hui. He was of normal average male height, and he would definitely grow taller in the future.

Because of Cheng Beijing's two long legs, Zhang Xiaojiang's dislike for Cheng Beijing deepened.After exiting the airport, it started to rain again in Beijing. The weather was gloomy and foggy. Fang Hui was on the phone, but ended the call after a while, saying, "The car broke down on the road."

The weather in the south is good, the temperature is getting warmer, and returning to Beijing seems like winter is coming.

Zhang Xiaozang was wearing a sweater and standing at the door. He didn't care when he heard the news. For the warm weather, he prefers the cold winter. "Take a taxi."

Fang Hui was particularly guilty, he didn't arrange this matter well, it was uncomfortable to see the little ancestor's frail body standing at the door, blowing the cold wind, but now the only thing left is to take a taxi.While the two were talking, a black commercial vehicle was parked in front of them, with the windows down, it was Liu Dao.

Knowing that Zhang Xiaozhuan's car didn't come, Liu Dao glanced behind him, and then said, "I'll take you all the way, come up first."

The rear door opened, Cheng Beijing was sitting on the inside, Zhang Xiaozang couldn't help but catch Cheng Beijing's legs.

In the end, he looked away, and said in his heart against his will that this was not the case.

"Where are you going?" Liu Dao asked in front: "We are not in a hurry, we will see you off first."

Fang Hui originally wanted to be polite, but when they arrived in the city and they were looking for a car, they heard the address from their little ancestor, so they kept silent.On the contrary, Liu Dao was surprised when he heard the address. This is one of the most expensive villa areas in Beijing. Now there is no place to buy that area if you have money.

Cheng Beijing glanced at Zhang Xiaozang. Zhang Xiaozang didn't get enough sleep on the plane, so he was still a little confused.

After arriving at Di'er more than an hour later, the rain outside had stopped, and Zhang Xiaojiang fell asleep again unknowingly, got out of the car, stretched, and thanked Cheng Beijing.Cheng Beijing knew at a glance how reluctant this person's thanks were, so he didn't say anything, and asked Liu Dao to drive back.

Fang Hui wanted to talk after he was behind, Zhang Xiaozang preemptively said: "If you dare to say one more word, don't go in."

"Little—" Fang Hui choked back like a choking duck.

The nanny at home had already been notified that Zhang Xiaojiang would be ready to eat after changing his clothes. Before eating, he went to the living room with his rice bowl in his arms. Fang Hui knew that this person had the habit of watching TV while eating.

"Ancestor, it's not good for your stomach if you eat like this."

The nanny next to her thought so too, but after the two of them finished talking, they moved the food to the coffee table.

Zhang Xiaozhan cut a few sets, and was still complaining: "It's all a mess, either you love me or you have leukemia, Lao Fang, let me tell you, if you dare to take this kind of brainless domineering president show for me, I will interrupt it Your leg."

Fang Hui: "Ancestor, I don't even dare to think about it." He also didn't dare to say that it's not suitable for the domineering president to set up his family's little ancestor.

Who has ever seen a domineering president with [-] tiger teeth and baby fat, the silly, white, sweet and rich second generation is quite suitable.

【...This is the third murder in this city in half a month. The victims are all married men. The death conditions are miserable. The crimes took place after midnight...】

On the TV, the news anchor finished the broadcast with a serious face, and finally stated that the serious crime brigade will arrest the murderer as soon as possible, and the general public should try not to go out at night.

Zhang Xiao, who was about to change the channel, froze, the news had already been broadcast.Half a month... This time is a bit of an inch. During the half a month they were filming in Huangshan, the female ghost never appeared, and the time just coincided.

Fang Hui sighed: "Who is so bold, this is the capital!"

Maybe not people.

Zhang Xiaozang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened Weibo directly. The sixth most searched case was serial murder in Beijing. He clicked in and scanned the circle. According to netizens, the popularity of the first two cases has been suppressed. Until 01:30 this morning, the deceased was a rich second generation who died suddenly in the toilet of a bar. Some people commented that he was on the spot. In fact, there were women in the toilet cubicle. The rich second generation and the woman were having sex and suddenly the toilet lights It exploded, and there was a scream, and the woman ran out covered in blood, saying that she was dead and there was a ghost.

At that time, there were too many people, and the news could not be suppressed. First, it went viral on Weibo, and there were also videos shot by netizens.

Zhang Xiaozang clicked on the video, but it turned out to be invalid or mosaic and nothing could be seen, but the strangeness can be seen from the way of death.Fang Hui also searched nearby, and said, "Little ancestor, do you think this woman killed someone? If you are afraid, just shirk it."

Fang Hui's deduction is similar to what netizens guessed.

"What did she kill with?" Zhang Xiaojiang raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "A tattered skirt?"

In the photo, the woman who was with the rich second generation that night was wearing a white dress, torn and tattered and covered in blood, all of which belonged to the rich second generation. She was thin, not tall, and had a frightened face. Such a woman Zhang Xiaojiang didn't believe that he would kill that middle-aged rich second generation.But just as Fang Hui speculated, the woman in the photo is already at the police station and is tentatively identified as a suspect.

I went back to the first two cases, both of which were middle-aged men cheating in marriage, and the other was a teacher in a college.

Now there are rumors on the Internet that the murderer must be a woman, who is jealous and revenges her husband for these cheated wives and cuckolded wives, and it is also possible that her own husband is cheating.

"Does Xu Feng have an ex-wife?" Zhang Xiaojiang was inspired by the comment and asked Fang Hui.

Fang Hui is the same as Zhang Xiaozang, he has only entered the circle not long ago, and he doesn't know much about it. After searching for a long time, he said: "No, Xu Feng's wife is alone, a university teacher with a good reputation and a very gentle person. It is rumored that the two have been married for more than 20 years, and Xu Feng will never leave him even after he became popular in his middle age, that's why he said that he is a good man in the entertainment industry..."

Speaking of this, he thought of Xu Feng and Liu Piao, and Fang Hui looked at his mobile phone and praised Xu Feng, so he couldn't help but sympathize with Mrs. Xu Feng.

"It's so annoying." Zhang Xiaozang thought for a long time but couldn't think of a clue. He lost his appetite to eat after throwing away the spoon. This was the first time he had such a difficult time catching a ghost!

It's all Cheng Beijing's fault.