Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Looking at the bearded man next to him, he seemed to roll his eyes at a certain moment.

"Are you sure you weren't upset because the other party rejected your offer to help edit the picture?"

The bearded man stroked his beard, glanced at the photos in the newspaper, and said seriously: "It's already miserable."

"Really." Lin Jianqiu still looked dissatisfied.

"Really." The bearded man was a little shocked when he saw Lin Jianqiu carefully tore out that page of the newspaper and folded it. "Do you still have the hobby of collecting your own miserable history?"

"This is the material." Lin Jianqiu replied, "Next time someone comes to take pictures, I can show them this as a negative teaching material and persuade them to provide one-stop service."

The bearded man was silent for a moment.

Facing Lin Jianqiu's magical brain circuit, he always had difficulty coping.

Sister Zhong next to him was even more shocked and dazed than he was.

She felt as if she had heard something extraordinary, but because "deliberately asking someone to take pictures of her miserable situation and enthusiastically pointing out and retouching the pictures" sounded so unbelievable that she couldn't help but start to doubt her own. understanding.

By the time Sister Zhong came to her senses and hesitated whether to ask or not, this topic had already been skipped.

Lin Jianqiu had already put aside the gossip tabloids and was reading today's Yuncheng Daily.

In this era, the number of people who read newspapers has decreased a lot, and there are faint signs of online media replacing them. However, the information on the Internet is complicated, and it almost gathers news from all over the world, which is not conducive to screening effective information.

Lin Jianqiu will live in Yuncheng for a short period of time, so naturally he has to learn more about the situation in Yuncheng, big and small, and see if there are any suitable part-time jobs by the way.

The bearded man didn't have much hope for this: "Didn't the company you said you were going to apply for last time have no follow-up? Not all the recruitments in the newspapers are reliable."

"Yeah." Lin Jianqiu stared at the newspaper for a moment, then replied casually, "But I went to find the way, and handed out flyers by the way... huh?"

"What's the matter?" The bearded man leaned over and took a look, "What part-time jobs did you see again—ah?"

The startled reaction of the two also aroused Sister Zhong's curiosity, and she couldn't help turning her head to look at the newspaper. When she saw the photo, she subconsciously covered her mouth.

She felt nauseous.

The biggest headline in today's newspaper is a serial murder case.

The photo placed in the middle of the newspaper is a mosaic of the murder scene.

one.

In the middle of the night, the police received a report that there was a suspected homicide in a community in the east of the city.

A resident smelled a strong smell of blood at the opposite door when he was off night shift, and there was still blood flowing out of the door. He couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly called the police. The same situation.

The police sent additional manpower to search overnight, and it was not until two or three o'clock in the morning that the death toll was confirmed. There were a total of 13 people from five families, spanning men, women, old and young, of different genders and ages.

There were a lot of residents in the community, and they were panicked at night because of the commotion caused by the investigation. Rumors spread everywhere overnight, and there were even rumors that hundreds of people died, and the murderer continued to commit crimes, and the rumors spread well.

Before the office worker woke up, the Internet was already full of rumors, and the news was overwhelming.

The police had to work overtime to investigate the basic situation, clarify the rumors as soon as possible, and suppress those fake news that spread hype.

The next day's daily newspaper was temporarily reprinted, spending a lot of space to clarify the case to appease the public, repeatedly stating that the police will solve the case as soon as possible, and encouraging the public to actively provide clues.

The case happened in the old town in the east of the city, which is nearly two hours' drive away from the film and television city in the west of the city. At this moment, many people in Yuncheng are still asleep, and it is still unclear what happened.

By the time they woke up in the morning, the raging rumors had almost been suppressed, but the discussions didn't stop.

When Sister Zhong saw the news, she was obviously a little scared. She thought of her daughter who was entrusted to her aunt's house downstairs.

Even at a distance, she was disturbed by the news.

She got up quickly, and the book on her lap fell to the ground with a "slap", she didn't care, and hurried to the side to call the aunt downstairs.

The bearded man glanced at her, and quickly realized that she was worried about her daughter.

But when Sister Zhong went to a distance and talked on the phone in a low voice, the bearded man whispered to Lin Jianqiu: "It's so far away, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Lin Jianqiu was still reading the newspaper, so he said "hmm" casually.

The bearded man wasn't sure if he was just perfunctory, he lowered his head to search for related news on his phone.

Old mobile phones are very slow to respond, and it takes a long time to wait for the page to jump.

"Murder without reason is not common." Lin Jianqiu said, "Even if it is due to the nature of 'game' or personality disorder, it is usually divided into specific areas or people to facilitate the inspection of the results. In the case of multiple people, the area will not be too large, and their psychological 'safe zone' will not be so far away."

The bearded man froze for a moment, then turned to look at him.

Lin Jianqiu quickly flipped through the remaining pages of the newspaper, then put the newspaper aside, and picked up the phone.

There is no need for him to search specifically, as soon as he opens the screen, there are push notifications about this case everywhere.

But there are few details related to the case, and most of them are about the freshly released past love and hatred of the victim, more than half of which are improvised at first glance.

After Lin Jianqiu finished scanning a few news items, the bearded man's phone just jumped to the previously clicked page.

"Some people here say that the murderer from seven years ago has come back." The bearded man looked at his phone and shared with Lin Jianqiu, "The pattern on the wall seems to be the same as the one left on the scene seven years ago. break."

Lin Jianqiu also saw that article, and even compared the photos, and guessed it in the comments.

"Fake ones are at most imitation crimes."

"Huh? Why?"

"The height is wrong and the angle is wrong. At best, it is a low-quality copy painting. Murderers out of 'interest' or 'belief' are also very artistic."

"...Why do I feel that you despise the murderer?"

"Don't doubt it, I am."

"..."

Just when the bearded man was speechless, Sister Zhong came back from the phone call.

"Sorry, I'm a little worried about Nannan, call back and ask."

Sister Zhong sat down again, still a little uneasy.

The bearded man returned the book he had picked up to her, and said, "Don't worry, the case is in the east of the city and we are in the west of the city. It should be fine."

"I live closer to that side." Sister Zhong pushed her bangs behind her ears and apologized awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I just like to worry about it."

"It's inevitable for a mother to worry about her children." The bearded man said a few words of comfort, and then poked Lin Jianqiu's arm, "Are you right, Jianqiu?"

Lin Jianqiu said "Yes": "Sister Zhong, the police want to catch the murderer more than you do. Trust them."

Sister Zhong nodded, still a little absent-minded.

When the phone rang, she was visibly taken aback.

After looking down at the caller ID, Sister Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, picked up her book and hurriedly got up to bid farewell to the two.

"Sorry, my friend came to see me, I left a little earlier, we will talk next time."

The bearded man waved his hand at her, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "She really loves her daughter."

Lin Jianqiu watched Sister Zhong's leaving back, and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly.

"It's an overreaction."

"What did you say?" The bearded man didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Lin Jianqiu looked away, took out the small notebook he carried with him, and wrote and drew on it.

"what are you doing?"

"Record material."

"... Oh." The bearded man recalled that Lin Jianqiu said that he wanted to write a novel, probably because he recorded the case as a source of inspiration.

No wonder he seemed so interested in that case.

Although Lin Jianqiu didn't want to have too much contact with Wei Congbai, but it was after Wei Congbai came that Lin Jianqiu's treatment improved a lot.

In the film and television city, there are people in the circle with relevant interests coming and going. Any news is like a gust of wind, blowing quickly to every corner.

They care more about what roles they can get, or what excitement they can see in the circle, than the murders that are hundreds of miles away.

The young master of the Wei family seemed to have a fondness for Lin Jianqiu, and even asked for a role for him.

This is just a rumor, but it has already made many people restrain themselves.

Second Young Master Ye is well-known, and First Young Master Wei is not easy to mess with.

Even the relevant news in the gossip tabloids is much less.

Lin Jianqiu expressed a bit of regret about this - the number of paparazzi who came to him to take pictures was becoming less and less, and he lost a considerable amount of extra money.

"Isn't it good to be able to film for two days in peace and earn some money to go back?" The bearded man still doesn't understand Lin Jianqiu's unique pursuit in life, "I've raised a lot of compensation for you these two days."

Some directors even took the initiative to approach Lin Jianqiu and asked him if he would like to play the male number three.

Lin Jianqiu refused.

The reason is that the risks outweigh the benefits.

The bearded man went back and secretly searched for some gossip, and found that the director had a bad reputation, and there were many unspoken rules and rumors targeting young actors after the unspoken rules failed.

Basically, it can be attributed to being a villain with a chaotic private life and not easy to get along with.

There really is no such thing as a free lunch.

After that, the bearded man didn't expect any surprises to come to them. He just waited for the pass to expire and earn the toll before leaving quickly.

Lin Jianqiu seemed to have the same intention.

"You're right." Lin Jianqiu nodded in agreement with Big Beard's statement, "So I went to thank Mr. Wei, as if his favor was paid off. I have other work when I go back next week. "

"Have you found a stable job?"

"No."

"It's still a part-time job, and you're going to distribute flyers again?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing? Go to a milk tea shop or move bricks?"

"Help the rich woman walk her dog."