Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

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Nalande poured a basin of cold water on Feng Xiaodou, but he still didn't wake up.Wang Jiangang was also tired at the moment, rolled off the bed, waved his hands and said, "Your Highness has exhausted too much spiritual power, and won't be able to wake up for a day or two. Qiqi, let's go, let's find evidence to prove Sasha's innocence. "

"Are you so sure that Sasha is innocent?"

"Of course, Sasha is so kind... If something happens, she will be framed!" Wang Jiangang gave the big fool on the bed a hard look.

Nalande and Wang Jiangang came to Mengjin's company building together, left Zhang Kaiquan Xue Xiaoxi to watch Feng Xiao, and called him as soon as he woke up.At first, he was still hesitating whether to contact Qin Jin, but in the end, he ran into him directly at the egg pancake stand downstairs.

Nalande walked over quickly, but he couldn't bear to disturb him when he got close. He signaled Wang Jiangang to lighten his steps, and quietly stood behind him, waiting for him to finish his work and turn around.Qin Jin was fumbling for money in his pocket, and when he found a lot of change, he was in a hurry, not knowing whether to pick up the two coins that fell on the ground or count out the money for the cakes and hand them to the stall owner.On the ring finger of his left hand, he wore a purple jadeite ring, which was so clear and lustrous under the sun that it was so beautiful that it made people's heart ache.

"How many are you today, Boss Qin?" asked the pancake maker.

"Four." Qin Jin raised his finger, thought for a while and said, "Five, he probably hasn't had breakfast yet."

"okay."

Qin Jin thought about it again, took out his mobile phone and dialed: "I'd better make a call and ask..."

The phone was dialed, but no one answered there.After a long beep, a thin female voice sounded, speaking Chinese and then English.With the movement of Qin Jin's head up, Nalande almost guessed who the call was for.

"No answer..." Qin Jin muttered to himself looking at the balcony on the eleventh floor.At this time, the sun was just right, and the glass door of Jiang Feng's office was shining brightly, reflecting the glare of the sun. It was a quiet afternoon.He took good care of those potted plants, and even in winter, a bright red flower bloomed.

"How many? Boss?"

"Five." Qin Jin still insisted, and said with a smile, "Two for me, three for him. He eats a lot, just like when he was in school."

"okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jin seemed to be dazed by the sun, staggered a few times, and fell forward.With so many things to support, I stretched out my hand to support the iron stove full of hot oil.The owner of the bakery stall was so surprised that she yelled "Wow!"When Nalande took a quick stride to support Qin Jin, his hands were already blistered by the hot oil, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, so he aimed at the center of the stove with a "wow" and vomited about a liter of vomiting Food, sour and rotten smell mixed with high concentration of alcohol.

"...It's okay, it's okay, you continue to spread—" Qin Jin wiped his mouth and waved his hand to smile, before he finished laughing, he vomited again.After vomiting, the whole person was paralyzed, and slid down on the small stroller, his face was frighteningly pale, but his eye circles were red, he glanced at Nalande on the top of his head, and said with a smile, "Xiao Qi, you are here", and after laughing Then he started vomiting again, throwing up Narendel's leather shoes.

The pancake stall couldn't react for a while, blinked and looked at the rotten pancakes in his hands, and looked at the people who had been queuing up frowning and walking away, thinking who the hell was it? Who is offended, and who can I ask for compensation if the pot stinks?

Before he could speak, Nalande threw a few red bills over: "Sorry boss, today we reserve the venue."

The pancake vendor took the ticket but didn't buy it: "I said, rich people can't entertain the poor like this, right?"

Nalande looked up, and what he took out was not Grandpa Mao, but an admission ticket for the next month's "Fenmo Museum" boutique exhibition. With a sound of "Ahhh", he checked his body for any penniless money, and urged Wang Jiangang to use his own salary to pay for it first.

The pancake maker then called his wife to close the stall and go home. Qin Jin said, "Go, go! Don't come back after you leave!"

Tan Panzi was stunned, looked at Qin Jin and his wife, with a face full of tears: "My wife and I are innocent."

"There will be no pancake eaters here in the future, don't appear in front of me again! Get out!" Qin Jin yelled heart-piercingly, until the pancake vendor ran away in desperation, then buried his head and supported his forehead, as if he was suffering from a headache. sharp.It's like being crazy.

A lot of passers-by were already around, and some reporters rushed over upon hearing the news.The news of Jiang Feng's death hadn't been made public yet, and everyone watched Qin Jin as if they were watching the excitement.The international director, who has always been prudent, is drunk and crazy in broad daylight, and the media may not know how to make it up.Nalande quickly helped him up: "Go upstairs and talk."

Qin Jin flicked his hands and moved to the side, until he bumped into the trash can before stopping. He looked back and saw that the clothes were already dirty anyway, so he just smashed the jar and leaned up to pick up the two biscuits he had already got. "I haven't eaten yet," he said.

"I rely on you to go up to eat, it's windy here."

"Not going up."

"Hey, go up and eat."

"Not going up."

"Why are you still saying you won't listen?! Go up and eat!"

"I can't say it!"

Oh my god, why are you looking like a dead child!Just as he was about to mobilize Feng Xiao to resist him, he realized that Feng Xiao was not there.The moment Qin Jin raised his head, the corners of his eyes flickered, and Nalande couldn't move suddenly.

"I'm not going up..." Qin Jin lowered his head and continued to gnaw the cake, his voice was as usual, without sobbing or trembling, but it was hard to swallow for a long time, and he choked him repeatedly, blushing, "I just came to eat A cake..."

Nonsense, eat a cake and run here?Probably because I was afraid to see the room where people used to live together day and night now empty, so I dare not go up.

"Why don't I take you back to the hospital..." At this point, remembering that the hospital no longer needs escorts, she hurriedly changed her words, "Go home?"

"No, I..." Qin Jin paused, then paused again, "I just...they took him away, I don't know where to go, so I came here..."

Ah, it turns out...the body was transported away, and the only thing I could hold on to was gone, which was to collapse.No wonder he, as if he had lost his home, was displaced.

The motherland has become a sad place.Nalande sighed for a while, and suddenly found that he had nothing to say.He took Wang Jiangang into the building, met Qin Jin's assistant, and blamed her for not staying with Qin Jin outside. Only then did he realize that Qin Jin had been wandering outside the door all morning, from opening the biscuit stall in the morning to closing the stall until noon out of the stall.During the period, I went to the opposite bar and drank two catties of 82-year-old sorghum white, and I didn't want anyone to follow me.

That being the case, let him go crazy, you have to vent to be happy.

Today, I called ahead of time to make an appointment with Jiang Feng's family members, because "murder" or "assisted suicide" are of great importance, and if you want to find clues from Jiang Feng's relics, you have to go through the family members.On the eleventh floor, the door of Jiang Feng's office was open. Jiang Feng's wife... no, his ex-wife and lawyer were sitting on the sofa, and several relatives and friends of the Jiang family were sorting out the things in the room.This should be one of the reasons why Qin Jin didn't want to come up.These relatives are probably a little distant from Jiang Feng's blood, and there is not much sadness on their faces, and there are even shrewd people discussing "whether this thing is useful" or "should I sell that furniture"...

The scene of people leaving the tea to cool down reminded Nalande that a living person just disappeared out of thin air, and the world is still going on as usual.The man seemed to be watering the flowers in this room with a watering can a few days ago, occasionally playing tricks and raining some rain on the egg-filled pancake stall downstairs, and often leaning over this writing desk to plan and win thousands of miles with his smart and calm mind, with a pair of The ups and downs of Meng Jin supported by his shoulders, even if his body is covered with bruises, Qin Jin will think that the world is calm.A living person is dead.

Mrs. Jiang was dressed in a black suit, and she also wore sunglasses in the room. Her lips were painted a dignified crimson, without any expression.Narendra greeted her briefly, and got permission to find the clues she needed from the stack of papers beside the table.

They were all Meng Jin's official documents, none of which could prove that Jiang Feng intended to commit suicide.

Everything else is personal stuff.Nalande caught a glimpse of Mrs. Jiang sitting there flipping through a small notebook. She was about to ask, but when she turned around, she put the notebook away vigilantly and looked at him through the sunglasses: "Did you find anything?" ? Mr. Nalan."

"No," he said. "Excuse me, have the police been here?"

"I've been here, but I didn't find anything."

The police are qualified to inspect personal belongings, and he won't find anything that way, so he doesn't have to rummage anymore. After all, he is not a detective. "About Mr. Jiang's death...May I ask...do you know anything? For example, where did he get his phenobarbital sodium, what channel, and whose hands..."

"How would I know. He has always been perfunctory with me." The woman finally pulled the corners of her lips, but her tone was full of resentment, "Maybe you can ask Qin Jin if he knows."

"He's the last person to know."

"Yeah, yeah, he is the person he wants to protect the most, of course he won't let him know." Like self-deprecating.

Narendra had nothing to say.I looked through the chest of drawers again, and it had been sorted out until only sundries remained.I went to the office next door to find Jiang Feng's former assistant, and said that he had never noticed that Boss Jiang was using drugs in private, and there are many friends who visit the hospital these days, and there are familiar faces. Feng passed the banned drug.

Nalande asked her if she could make a list, preferably with identity and contact information, the little girl hurriedly said that the police are also asking her to sort it out, and she can give him a copy when it is done, and write down Nalande's email address.This is because she is a diehard fan.When I turned back to Jiang Feng's office, I saw Mrs. Jiang put away the small notebook again.

"Is that Mr. Jiang's? An account book? A diary? A comic book?" Nalande seized the opportunity to ask, "Can you let me see it?"

"No. It's my notebook."

Nalande glanced at the tip of his toes, preparing to speak.Intuition told him she was lying. "Madam, this matter is related to a woman's innocence. If there is any evidence to prove that Mr. Jiang committed suicide, please show it."

"I don't care if he committed suicide or homicide, someone must be responsible for this matter." The woman was angry.

"What you said is wrong. If the death is really caused by external force, someone should be responsible, but not an innocent person." Nalande argued calmly, but at the same time felt that he was calmly taking his body here before the bones of others were cold. The death argument is really cold-blooded.

"Anyway, the ending is the same for me, my husband is dead, my husband is dead!" The woman lost control, and seemed to have a lot of resentment that was hard to vent in her heart, the kind that had accumulated over the years, "You said Is that the woman surnamed 'Zhu'? A person who secretly stabs a dying person with a needle, how pure can you say her motives are?! I don't believe that she has nothing to do with Jiang Feng's death, maybe the medicine started She gave it to Jiang Feng!"

"Don't spout blood!" Wang Jiangang couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward, wishing he could punch someone, but Nalande grabbed him.

"Well, ma'am, to be honest, you and Mr. Jiang have already divorced. If it is really Mr. Jiang's relic, you are not entitled to take it." Nalande had no choice but to speak softly and make a ruthless move.

"Oh, I'm not qualified, who is qualified? Qin Jin?" The woman finally stopped telling herself, but she didn't seem to notice it at all. She just immersed herself in her increasingly uncontrollable anger and ignored her gaffes, " If this book is really evidence, it is only evidence that my husband cheated. And it was found in my home. Every page was written during the period when we were husband and wife, and half of it was counted as the joint property of the husband and wife. Why, I have my own dignity, there is no need to make it public, right?"

"We won't talk about the two of them. I just want you to take a closer look. Are there any notes about drugs from Mr. Jiang? Or... the intention to choose the way of death?"

"No."

"Don't rush to say no, just take another look." Nalande said with a sigh, "Why do women make things difficult for women."

"No. It's still busy here, please go back."

"I'm a good man, you hate Qin Jin, why don't you help Sasha?" Wang Jiangang paced back and forth a few times, scratching his ears and cheeks, his tone became helpless, "You are also a mother Yes, I am considerate to Sasha, her current body cannot be frightened, let alone detained, it is so cold, who knows if there is heating in the detention center!"

"As for her current body..." Nalande was stunned for a moment, "Jiangang, what did you say?"

"Sasha is pregnant."

☆, 69 a string of numbers

Nalande said "Oh", and asked after two seconds: "Whose?"

"Shasha's fiancé, you know him too."

"Oh" again, thinking it's okay, "Sasha's fiancé? How do you know?"

"Yes, we have been engaged for more than half a year, and the man proposed to break up a few months ago." Wang Jiangang was full of resentment, "Salsa only found out that she was pregnant after the breakup. I advised her to find that scumbag to take responsibility. She was willing to tell the man. Whoa, I'm really pissed off..."

"... Jiangang, did you just know Sasha for a long time? Why do you seem to have watched her grow up?"

Oh yes, Sasha's grandmother is an ex-girlfriend, almost forgot

"Are you okay?" Mrs. Jiang was left alone for a long time, and her emotions cooled down by herself.

"So I still want to trouble you to read the book.

"I said I have no clues. I have read all the contents inside, and there is nothing suitable for publication before the media. Sorry." Mrs. Jiang lost her patience and ordered her to organize the things and send them somewhere before she got up and said goodbye.When they passed each other, Wang Jiangang bumped into her unintentionally, and went to pick up the bag on the ground for her first. The woman took it, and snatched the small notebook from her hand.

"Your method is too clumsy." After the woman left, Nalande said regretfully, "Did you miss it?"

"Who said you missed it? Come on, find a printer, how long have you been holding on?"

Without further ado, Wang Jiangang ran out of the door, ran to the office next door, dismantled the printer on the desk, smashed the ink cartridges and splashed them on the desk, then took a piece of paper to cover the ink stains, and used the hand that had just touched the small notebook to remove the printer. Slowly stroking each piece of paper from the beginning to the end of the page, muttering like a body scanner... Finally, I took the thick stack of paper away, threw a few red notes to the inexplicable staff, and said, "sorry

Sorry, let’s buy a new one. "

After going out, he turned over the stack of papers so that Nalande could see the words on it.Chapter after chapter is Jiang Feng's diary.

"You are... the real movable type printing!"

"It has been operated for many years, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power. The ink color in the next few pictures may be a little lighter. Take a look."

"It's okay, I can see clearly. Thank you Jiangang."

"What did you write? It's nothing to do with Sasha if you didn't write that the medicine was made by yourself?"

"I really haven't written it..." Nalande flipped through the paper, and finally understood why Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she lost her mind.Jiang Feng, it's so hateful, the diary has been written since he got sick, and almost every word in it is about Qin Jin.In addition to occasionally writing about daughters and mothers, almost only mentions his wife

Even if there is no love between the husband and wife, after all, they have been in love for many years, and no one can tolerate blatantly different dreams in the same bed, even if they pierce the window paper that is tacit understanding.Now that the window paper is torn, and everyone is a public figure, Mrs. Jiang will lose face if the matter gets out, so her behavior is understandable

It was written on the paper, "Today, Ah Jin and Mr. Fang of Great Wall Film and Television agreed on the issue of the new movie schedule, and left the meeting angrily after a big quarrel. Mr. Fang was lustful and had no choice but to invite Nangang to dinner at night, and brought a few D-cup actresses to accompany him. Smile and hate. Ah Jin, the actresses will hate you to death in the future."

"Damn it, Dayue came to rob Lao Tzu again, and ordered the circle to unite to suppress "Fang Feixie". Do you know that you are a sweet pastry? It’s useless to say anything, you are, you are bankrupt, and you are let go, let’s see who dares to snatch it.”

"The fifth inspection, the tumor has deteriorated."

"At the sixth inspection, the tumor has indeed deteriorated.".

"The eighth checkup, the doctor forbids you to continue smoking. Fuck you."

""Fang Feixie" won the Golden Olive Award, celebrating the birth of Meng Jin's cash cow. Next time I return to China, I will declare bankruptcy. The conscience of heaven and earth really didn't let you go through the back door, but I wanted to go, and the money was gone. Go and go. It can only explain The judges are sharp-eyed. I said earlier, what is yours is you

"You said you were stupid? The phone was left in the office again. I just sat and pretended to work overtime and waited for you to get it. You said you were stupid? The phone was taken away and the key was left behind. The door and the office are all strung together. Thinking back, you can leave Let’s go, so let’s refrain from working overtime for a while. Is your mother really working overnight? Are you in the mood to eat when you open the house? The actress invites you to eat and you go to eat? Discuss dramas, but I’m afraid of discussing dramas in the middle of the night She ate you. Didn't give a bad review for the meal. Did you return the lost things? Go home angrily!

"It's sunny today. Jiang stopped coughing and went into shock for 5 minutes. He woke up feeling fine."

"Today, I just think about it. I have known you for 18 years. You seem to have not changed at all. You have consistent self-care ability, low social skills, basically negative EQ, and no friends. Recently, your face was a little more handsome. You also have creases. You knew how shiny your face was on the set yesterday. It was just to set off the face of the young fresh meat. For a bachelor like you who is about to become a bad-tempered old man, today I just want to...

"It's getting more and more difficult to breathe. The doctor advised me to be hospitalized. It has been postponed to next month, after the overseas promotional activities of "Nian Yi" are over."

"The illness that Ah Jin was told about was on strike. Really, it's childish. If any of Meng Jin's employees told him, he would be fired, but it was my mother. I'm sorry, I used to think that I depended on it. If there is a way, I hope I can let you all Just depend on it."

The following date gradually reached the stage of hospitalization, and Jiang Feng probably didn't have the energy to write large-scale texts.

"What would I do without you?"

"What would I do without you?"

Until the last page reads "Disclaimer: I haven't written a diary after graduating from elementary school, and I have written again for the second time. I originally wanted you to keep it as a memory, and then I wanted to show it to you. So please find the funeral admiral of this book. I'll give it a shot, because it's estimated that I will find a bookstore next time, and I can browse it to relieve my boredom. Thanks again and again.

Nalande wanted to complain about Jiang Feng's freewheeling style of writing and the ability to switch freely anytime and anywhere, but he felt that his mother was bullying him, and if he wanted to show it to Qin Jin, he would hide it under his pillow at home?Do you want someone to burn you to other "love letters"?It's like treating Qin Jin like his wife inside.

"Although I couldn't help Sasha's clues, I think things should be handed over to someone else." Nalande neatly stacked the papers and said to Wang Jiangang.The two tacitly reached a consensus and took the elevator downstairs.When I came to the trash can, I didn’t see Qin Jin. I looked around and there was no sign. When I went back to ask, the assistant also said that I didn’t pay attention, and I didn’t answer the phone.

Maybe it's time to wait.It's an adult, so what happened.Nalande glanced at the diary in his hand, and felt extremely depressed despite the clear sky above his head.While sighing, the piece of paper was blown away from his hand, Wang Jiangang caught it just in time, looked at it but frowned: "Why does Zhang only have the date but no content?

"Oh, maybe it's because I wrote the date that day and realized that there is nothing to remember." There were only a series of numbers written on the piece of paper, and Naren Dexing also noticed it just now.

"But you see, there is no pause in the middle of the string of numbers, just like the habit of other articles, and if it is a date, the number of digits is correct, 201513108, December [-], [-]?"

"Huh? You say it seems to be true—"

"It's the date, it must be an important code, and the notebook will contain company documents, and it can only be Jiang Feng's private records... Then what is it most likely to be?" Wang Jiangang rubbed his chin and squinted at Nalande, It's tempting to guess.

"The analysis makes sense. What do you mean by name Ke?"

"Guess... I have to guess for a while."

After all, Wang Jiangang is reliable. Since he searched Jiang Feng's office and found nothing except serial numbers, he should first find a lawyer to talk to Zhu Shasha.

When the police came in the morning, she refused to talk about what must have happened to her.To be honest, Nalande has a deep friendship with her, so there is no reason to believe her innocence unconditionally, not to mention that if the matter really involves Feng Xiao, then she will be wronged 80.00% of the time.Recently, I have always felt that Feng Xiao seems to have come here with some purpose, other than the so-called "Soul of Shennong", and has already begun to do a series of things secretly and intends to let people know, and it seems that he came from another world. right or wrong

My mind is full of speculations about Feng Xiao today, probably because of the influence of Ah Si's words

But for Wang Jiangang, we must do our best to save Sasha.Even for Wang Jiangang, for Jiang Feng, he had to find out the truth of the matter.

Finding a lawyer to do something depends on An Dong's veins. After all, he is a public figure who often fights lawsuits. For example, he terminated his contract with Dayue many years ago to join Lianxin. Divorced with Qiao Zhen but failed....

In the morning, when Nalande and Wang Jiang came to Mengjin to look for clues, An Dong had already gone out to contact the most outstanding lawyers in the area. Because he used to deal with lawyers in economic cases, it took a lot of trouble to get back.

As a result, when the two parties met at the agreed place and brought their lawyers to the detention center together, they saw the scene of Zhu Shasha being acquitted.

Feng Xiao stepped in front of Zhu Shasha, swaggered out of the door, and had a sexual encounter with Nalande.And Zhang Kaiquan also walked and talked with the police behind him, laughing while gesticulating, as if he was in charge of breaking the back.Yes, aftermath.Zhang Kai followed a young woman beside him, her face was not tense, but she shook her head with absolute certainty in response to the last few symbolic questions from the police.Nalande recognized the girl as one of several medical staff who were with Jiang Feng when he attended the premiere of "The End of the World" yesterday.Given that all the angels in white clothes came here yesterday, Nalande was not sure whether she was a doctor or a nurse.

Feng Xiao automatically stopped in front of Nalande Xing, the two looked at each other, knowing why, although they had only been separated for half a day, it seemed like they hadn't seen each other for a long time.Before Nalande could speak sexually, Feng Xiaolazily said "go home" and went straight to his Chrysler, yawned in the back seat and closed his eyes to rest