He is the wind and the moon【Entertainment】

The main purpose of shooting the posters is to highlight the feeling of being a detective, so everyone’s two sets of clothes are very formal. Because Rong Xier is still on the road, the group posters of six people cannot be shot for the time being, so we can only shoot the single ones first.

The program team prepared a black suit for Xie Tanxi, with a few lines drawn with silver thread on it, faintly visible, like a rippling lake under the moonlight. Xing Xiuyi's suit has a snack machine at the neckline. The style is biased toward the court, and the whole person It looks particularly elegant, like a nobleman in medieval Europe.

Wei Yi is not tall, and the suit pants are made into flared openings, making his legs look very long.

Zeng Chao was wearing a navy blue suit and a black shirt, looking very mysterious.

Ni Yan's suit is nothing special, the shirt inside is white with some patterns on it, and it's steady with a little youthful flair.

Rong Xier came late after the solo photos were taken, and she also rushed to the dressing room.

Group posters are not very easy to shoot. There is only one scene, and I only plan to pick one out. It is the round table where they usually draw character cards. There are some props, magnifying glasses, handcuffs, etc. on the table. The photographer told them to do whatever they want , You don’t have to look at the camera, just give it a feeling.

Surprisingly, everyone performed very well and shot very fast, finishing work earlier than expected.

Because Wei Yi didn't eat out, several people planned to have dinner together this time, so they settled it casually in the restaurant of the hotel, and played cards together at night.

One deck of cards was not enough for six people to play poker, so two decks were simply torn apart.

Get rid of four kings, get rid of a three and a two, and the cards are just enough to deal.

When shuffling the cards, Xie Tanxi asked, "What are you playing?"

Ni Yan said: "Run fast?"

"Okay." Several people had no objection.

"Playing with money?" Xing Xiuyi asked with a smile.

"Just for fun, whoever wins will treat him to dinner tomorrow, and if Brother Yi wins, the second brother will treat him to dinner." Zeng Chao said.

Xing Xiuyi nodded: "Let's talk about it first, a card costs two yuan, and a bomb costs ten yuan. Turn up according to the number of times, and block twenty in one round."

After all, it's not gambling, just play casually, Xing Xiuyi didn't exaggerate the amount of money, it's just for fun.

There are no rules for running fast, you can play as long as there are cards, the winner is the one who puts all the cards first, and the remaining cards are paid according to the number of cards in the hand, three identical cards can bring two irregular single cards or pairs , there must be five consecutive cards, the A card is capped, and 3 is the largest without bombs.

No one understands the rules, so get started directly.

"Play a couple of games first? Find out how you feel." Rong Xier asked.

Several people agreed. In order to get more cards and bombs, Xie Tanxi dealt [-] cards to one person at a time.

Xie Tanxi didn't have the nerve to say that his luck had never been very good. Even though the cards had been dealt all at once, he still didn't even have a bomb in his hand, and he only had four consecutive cards.

He sighed, and Xing Xiuyi was beside him, and when he heard the movement, he gave him a funny look: "Is the card bad?"

Xie Tanxi snorted, "Don't try to lie to me."

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, Xie Tanxi lost completely in the first hand, counting the remaining cards in his hand, there were as many as eleven cards.

"If you dare, I only played three belts once, and a single card is gone?" Xie Tanxi was miserable.

Looking around, he had a lot of cards left in his hand, they all laughed, and it was Xing Xiuyi's turn to shuffle the cards.

In the second round, he still had a hand of bad cards, and was almost sealed by a round. In the end, with fifteen cards left in his hand, Xing Xiuyi was still the winner.

"Is it too late for me to quit now?" Xie Tanxi asked, covering his face.

Xing Xiuyi patted the back of his hand: "I'll give you a little bit of my luck, and the next round will start to play money."

Xie Tanxi smiled helplessly, but it was also strange. After starting to play with money, Xie Tanxi's luck suddenly improved. He became the winner in one of the two rounds, and directly took two bombs in the second round.

Xie Tanxi was encouraged and his fighting spirit was high.

When he was shuffling the cards in the middle of the round, he said to Xing Xiuyi: "Luck is quite effective!"

"Yeah, didn't you see that I haven't won yet?" Xing Xiuyi was helpless.

Xie Tanxi laughed heartlessly: "Then I don't care."

At the end of the day, it was past ten o'clock in the evening. Xie Tanxi gained a lot and won more than 300 yuan. After that, Xing Xiuyi also won nearly 200 yuan. Ni Yan and Zeng Chao lost everything and leaned bitterly on the Together.

"Brother Yi, please give me a little bit of luck next time, it's too difficult for me!" Ni Yan yelled.

Several people packed up their poker cards and went back to their rooms. Xie Tanxi and Xing Xiuyi lived in the innermost room, and they went to their own door after sending everyone back to their rooms.

Xing Xiuyi flicked his forehead: "Go to bed early, tomorrow a bunch of brain cells will die."

Xie Tanxi was stunned for a moment, and raised his hand to touch the place where he was hit. It didn't hurt, but the sound pierced through the bones and into his ears was quite loud, and it was a little itchy.

He smiled and said, "OK, good night in advance."

Holding a stack of A4-bound documents in his hand, Zeng Chao knocked on the door of screenwriter Zhen's office.

He yelled: "Scriptwriter Zhen! Come out, there is something wrong here, let's discuss it and change the script a little bit!"

After waiting for a few seconds and no one answered, Zeng Chao exerted some strength to slam on the door: "Scriptwriter Zhen! Screenwriter Zhen?"

He yelled for a long time, but no one answered him, he muttered to himself: "What's going on, aren't you here?"

"It's so late in the afternoon, Director Zeng is not going to film, why are you screaming here?" Xie Tanxi dressed casually, and even wore a baseball cap backwards, looking like an energetic student.

Zeng Chao looked back at him with a puzzled expression: "Who are you?"

Xie Tanxi quickly handed over his business card: "Hey, I'm here to find screenwriter Zhen, I have something to do."

"Big V Xie?" Zeng Chao looked at the business card and then at Xie Tanxi, wondering, "When will a big V get mixed up in our crew? He's a good-looking talent, are you considering acting?"

Xie Tanxi waved his hand: "Damn, I don't have that ability. Today I'm mainly looking for screenwriter Zhen. I have something to discuss with her. Is this her office?"

Zeng Chao pointed to the door: "Here, don't open the door."

"Hey, director Zeng, you are here. We are all waiting for you to direct the play. Why don't you go to the set?" Ni Yan put on a pair of sunglasses, and ran over when he saw the two of them.

Zeng Chao tapped on the script: "There are some places that need to be changed, so I came to screenwriter Zhen... I don't know where I went, and I didn't open the door."

"Could you have slept through it? How about calling Assistant Wei? She should have the key."

After a while, Ni Yan brought Wei Yi over, and Wei Yi asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Hurry up and open the door. I don't know if screenwriter Zhen is in the office, but he hasn't even made a sound after calling for a long time," Zeng Chao said.

"If the door is not locked inside, it can be opened directly from the outside." Wei Yi said as he pressed the doorknob, and the door opened.

"Oh, it can be opened, but it will take a long time. I thought it was only possible if I had a key." Zeng Chao laughed twice.

The office door was unlocked, no one was there, even the folding doors to the balcony were closed.

"Where are people?" Ni Yan asked.

Xing Xiuyi came out of nowhere, wearing a black mid-length trench coat with a white shirt and black trousers inside, making his figure even more slender and straight.

"What are you all doing here?"

Several people heard the voice and turned their heads. Seeing that it was Xing Xiuyi, Zeng Chao became energetic in an instant: "Boss Xing! Why are you here today?"

"Me?" Xing Xiuyi frowned: "On a whim, let's see how you usually work, why do you look so idle? Don't you need to go to work?"

Ni Yan explained: "No, boss, our director asked screenwriter Zhen to change the script, but he disappeared."

"Why is the balcony door closed?" Xing Xiuyi said, "Did you fall asleep while basking in the sun on the balcony?"

Before the few people had time to move, a female voice came from the office door: "Hello, is screenwriter Zhen here?"

Rong Xier was dressed very elegantly, with a blue striped sweater and a white long gauze skirt, and a light yellow small bag on her back. She obviously didn't know anyone here.

"We are also looking for her." Xing Xiuyi said.

Rong Xier nodded clearly: "Okay."

Wei Yi went forward to open the balcony door, pressed the handle and pushed it, but it didn't open.

She pressed it twice again in surprise, and said at a loss: "This... the door seems to be locked. I don't have the key to this balcony."

Xing Xiuyi was impatient: "Everyone get up and open."

Several people backed away, Xing Xiuyi raised his leg and kicked the balcony door open violently.

With the sound of "bang", the few people who saw the balcony clearly gasped.

The person they were looking for, screenwriter Zhen, fell to the ground and died.

Screenwriter Zhen was neatly dressed, as if he had just met someone before the accident, and there was a deep knife mark on his neck, and the blood gushing out from it stained the skirt of his clothes red.

Xing Xiuyi frowned: "I didn't read the almanac when I went out today. I finally thought about visiting the company, but I came across a murder case."

"This deceased is the screenwriter Zhen you are looking for?"

All of them nodded their heads and said yes.

"I just came here, and I don't have any enmity with this lady. I must find out the truth when such a vicious murder happened in my company." Xing Xiuyi pulled out his detective notebook from his windbreaker.

Xie Tanxi asked: "But the balcony door was plugged in from the inside. Why should it be judged as murder? What if it was suicide?"

Xing Xiuyi glanced at him: "Of course it's murder, otherwise why do we do this episode of the show? It turns out that it was suicide in the end, so we have to ask the show crew for an explanation, right?"

Several people laughed.

Xing Xiuyi read to his detective notebook: "It is now 20:31 pm on October 32, [-]**. I came to the company to inspect, and found that screenwriter Zhen died on the balcony of his office, with neck She was cut by a sharp weapon and died of suffocation and excessive blood loss. Screenwriter Zhen, female, [-] years old this year, is the original writer and screenwriter of the TV series "Heavy Rain Comes" that is currently being filmed. In order to solve the mystery, we I will lead everyone to find out the real culprit of this case, of course, the suspect is locked among the five of you—”

"The first is Director Zeng, 40 years old, the director of "Heavy Rain Comes Down"."

"Leadership Ni, 27 years old, is the leading actor in "Heavy Rain Comes Down"."

"Assistant Wei, 25 years old, is the life assistant of screenwriter Zhen of the deceased."

"Xie Da V, 26 years old, is an entertainment blogger with 200 million fans. He has nothing to do with the company or the crew of "Heavy Rain Comes Down". I don't know why he came here."

"Rong Huahua, 25 years old, a painter, like this big V, has nothing to do with the company or the crew. It seems that he doesn't know anyone here."

"Okay, all the people at the scene are suspects. I'm curious as to why you all came to find screenwriter Zhen today." After Xing Xiuyi finished speaking, he pointed to the conference room diagonally opposite and said, "So let's find someone now. In a spacious place, everyone, please share with me your alibi and your relationship with the deceased."