[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

After arriving at the police station, the police separated Hao Kaixin and Zhou Mao, and questioned Zhou Mao separately in a closed room.

The policeman in charge of Zhou Mao is a kind-faced old man, not as vicious as the one shown on TV.He first took out a photo and asked Zhou Mao if he recognized the person in the photo.

Zhou Mao took the photo and looked at it. It showed a very handsome boy.Zhou Mao didn't know him, but he felt familiar.He returned the photo to the police and answered the questions truthfully.

"Sounds familiar?" The old policeman frowned slightly.The police officer beside him who was taking notes lowered his head and wrote two strokes on the paper.The old police officer thought for a while, and asked a few more questions similar to "what time and what did you do on a certain day".Zhou Maodu answered all the questions.

The old police officer seemed a little annoyed, and tapped his forehead with a pen.Suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he asked, "How did you meet that star Hao?"

Zhou Mao felt that this question seemed to have nothing to do with the case, so he hesitated a little, and honestly told him how he became Hao Kaixin's fan, how he made dim sum to attract Hao Kaixin's attention, and how Hao Kaixin asked him to help him make cakes for his agent. A series of things were told to him.

The story was probably really plain and boring. The old policeman listened absent-mindedly, and the younger brother who took the notes also stopped writing and focused on his pen.

Momo, Zhou Mao thought sadly while speaking.Look at your story, no one wants to listen to it.

When Zhou Mao finally finished speaking, the old policeman tapped his forehead again with the pen in his hand, whispered a few words to the recording brother next to him, then stood up, stretched out his hand to shake Zhou Mao's hand, and said: " Our investigation is concluded, thank you for your cooperation. Please keep your mobile phone switched on so we can contact you at any time."

Zhou Mao nodded.He stood up and pushed the chair under the table.Before leaving, curious about the case, he asked the old policeman, "Is the person in the photo you showed me just now a suspect in the case?"

The old policeman shook his head with serious eyes: "No. He is the victim of this case. He is also the owner of the hand you received." He shook his head: "He and you are Hao Mister's fan, but this child's luck is far less good than yours."

Zhou Mao's heart skipped a beat.As soon as the veteran policeman mentioned Hao Kaixin's fan, Zhou Mao immediately recalled that he had met this boy there.It was Hao Kaixin's birthday party, and the victim and Zhou Mao stood in the line of presenting Hao Kaixin's birthday present.Zhou Mao also lamented his delicacy at that time.

An uncomfortable feeling kept surging in Zhou Mao's heart. "Can you tell me something else about this case?" He asked the police cautiously.

The veteran policeman looked at Zhou Mao vigilantly and said, "The general situation of the case has been reported in detail in news and newspapers. We cannot disclose other details."

"You can just briefly explain what this case is about," Zhou Mao sincerely begged, "I haven't paid attention to the news recently. I only know that a young man is missing."

"That's it," the old policeman thought for a while, and said, "Then let me briefly explain. In recent months, young men have been missing. A few days later, the bodies were dismembered and found in the suburbs. After investigation, The identities and relationships of the victims are all different, but they all have in common that they are young and handsome, and the policeman paused and said, "They are all fans of Mr. Hao Kaixin."

Zhou Mao was a little shocked.He recalled the report he had watched on TV before, the missing boy, whom he met when he picked Hao Kaixin up at the airport.And this one is also a fan of Hao Kaixin.He hesitated, and finally opened his mouth to ask the police: "Then are you suspicious of Hao Kaixin now?"

"He is indeed our key observation object." The old policeman said: "But as a star, his itinerary is almost transparent. In our opinion, he does not have enough time to commit crimes. However, Hao Kaixin is still the key to this case. A breakthrough. At the same time, we do have certain doubts about him.”

"What do you doubt about him?" Zhou Mao blurted out.

The old police officer looked at Zhou Mao, narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said, "This is the details that cannot be disclosed."

Zhou Mao thanked the police and walked out of the interrogation room.Just now, the old police officer kindly reminded him that because Hao Kaixin is an important person in the case, he needs to ask for a long time, and Zhou Mao can take a taxi home first.

But Zhou Mao decided to wait for Hao Kaixin to come out.After all, there is nothing to do when I go home alone.He found a place to sit down in the lobby of the police station, and was about to start talking with the narrator about the plot he had just gone through.

Before he could speak, the narrator said first: "I know you're going to say that the plot is going to be weird again. But the deviation of the story is still less than 5%, and there is no problem with the plot."

Zhou Mao: "...But now the development has obviously jumped from the bloody love drama to other plots, right?"

Narrator: "No. Don't worry. This episode should be just a small episode in your ordinary life. You think, as a big star, Hao Kaixin should be busy every day. But in the story, he seems to be In a relatively free time, I made cakes with you, visited you at your house, and gave you a bath. There must be a reason for this."

"And this serial murder is the reason!" The narrator exhaled and continued: "Because of the serial murders that targeted his fans, Hao Kaixin had to stop many activities so that he could spend a lot of time with you. In this way It's more reasonable."

"It's very reasonable!" Zhou Mao praised: "It's really worthy of being m... Really worthy of being a narrator!"

"So," the narrator said triumphantly, "all the plots are reasonable first. You can concentrate on dating Hao Kaixin."

Zhou Mao shook his head: "Although the plot is well explained, it is still difficult to concentrate on falling in love." He sighed: "Don't forget that I am now the third party of Brother Liu and Hao Kaixin."

Speaking of Brother Liu, Zhou Mao remembered that before he left, he stuffed the information about the variety shows and TV dramas he was going to participate in into his bag.He opened his backpack, picked up the documents and read them.

The variety show that Zhou Mao is going to participate in is very simple. It is to assign a few ordinary people's children to a few unmarried and childless male stars, experience parent-child interaction, complete tasks together, and take pictures at any time.Zhou Mao read the content of the variety show carefully, and couldn't help shaking his head: "I don't think this variety show has any hot spots. Is there really anyone willing to watch it?"

"Most of the variety shows have no hot spots in the program arrangement. Playing games, traveling, taking care of children, playing escape rooms, watching ordinary people do these things is boring, watching celebrities doing these things is variety shows." The narrator continued: "It doesn't matter what the show does. , the most important thing is the performance of the stars in the variety show and the editing of the show."

"I have nothing to show." Zhou Mao muttered.

"I know," the narrator said with an "of course" look, "so I suggest that when you go to a variety show to take care of your children, you will have a fight with other artists. It will be difficult for you not to get popular."

"Tear force?" Zhou Mao couldn't help laughing and said, "If you really do this, Brother Liu has to tear me up first." After finishing speaking, Zhou Mao picked up another piece of paper, on which was written the details of the TV series he was going to act in. material.

The TV series seems to be more reliable than variety shows. It is an adaptation of a well-known criminal investigation novel mixed with love elements in Zhou Mo's world.The heroine is capable and decisive, the hero is domineering and black-bellied, the pleasing setting and the fascinating case-handling plot make this novel sell well, and it has attracted well-known film and television drama directors and his team to adapt and create it.

The role played by Zhou Mao should be the male third, but he read this thin page over and over again, but he didn't see any introduction about the male third.It seems that it is not an important role anymore, Zhou Mao sighed, and put the two pieces of paper back into his schoolbag.When I go to the company tomorrow, I'll ask Brother Liu carefully, he thought.

Hao Kaixin was still in the interrogation room and did not come out.Zhou Mao hugged the bag in his arms, looked at the crowds in the police station lobby with his chin on his back, and said, "Narrator, do you think I can really be popular according to the manager's arrangement?"

The narrator replied: "In this story, it doesn't matter whether you are popular or not, as long as you have a good relationship with Hao Kaixin."

Zhou Mao shook his head: "No, if I'm not popular, I won't be able to have a good relationship with Hao Kaixin. You see, if he really firmly believes in not being a scumbag and chooses me from the manager and me, then his fans Do you have to tear me up? If I become popular, some fans will help me tear it back. This can also be a little bit more balanced."

The narrator is helpless: "You want to use your fans to help you tear yourself apart before you debut. This kind of motive is not pure. If you really have fans, they will feel so sad if they know your thoughts."

Zhou Mao nodded: "You're right." He stretched his waist and looked up at the ceiling: "Whether you are popular or not depends on your fate. Now I just need to concentrate on solving the problem of my identity as a third party."

The door of the interrogation room creaked open, and Hao Kaixin walked out while talking to the police seriously.Zhou Mao immediately stood up and walked towards Hao Kaixin.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Mao asked in a low voice after watching Hao Kaixin say goodbye to the police.

When Hao Kaixin saw Zhou Mao, the expression on his face softened immediately.He smiled and touched Zhou Mao's head: "What can I do?"

"They..." Zhou Mao wanted to continue asking, but Hao Kaixin blinked and motioned him to stop.There were not many people in the hall of the police station, and some seemed to recognize Hao Kaixin, and stopped to whisper in the distance.

Hao Kaixin pulled Zhou Mao up and quickly left the police station.The two got into Hao Kaixin's car.Hao Kaixin started the car and said, "Actually, the police didn't ask any more questions this time, they still asked the same questions they asked before." He shook his head: "But it's useless to ask me, I don't know anything."

"Can you guess why the murderer wanted your fans?" Zhou Mao asked.

Hao Kaixin didn't look at Zhou Mao, he lightly released the brake, and the car moved forward slowly. "I can't guess." Hao Kaixin said: "I can only feel that this murderer hates me very much, or loves me very much."

"However, it's useless for me to think about it here." Hao Kaixin blinked, smiled and turned to look at Zhou Mao: "Since I'm all out, I don't have a job today. Why don't you buy some clothes for you. You always wear my clothes." The clothes are not very good either."