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

It's just a self-consolation.

The bearded man is well aware of this, but it is not easy to expose him.

Lin Jianqiu's mood obviously improved, and his eyes became brighter.

It was as if he had just been injected with chicken blood.

Not a bad thing either.

The bearded man quickly responded with a few words, and advised Lin Jianqiu to go home and rest quickly.

Lin Jianqiu put the "Thank you for your patronage" in his pocket, thanked the shopkeeper and turned to go out.

The shopkeeper waved to them lazily, and said in a drawn-out tone: "Welcome next time—"

Before returning home, they stopped by a stationery store.

Diagonally opposite the back door of a certain school, there was a poster of Song Qixiu pasted outside the door, and some magazines and Star Weekly were placed on the stall outside the door. The female boss was sitting behind the counter, holding a pack of papers and crying and sobbing. talking to the person on the other side of the phone.

"...how could it be...it must be fake news...our Mr. Song hasn't got the Best Actor yet...which bastard spread rumors..."

Probably a fan of Song Qixiu.

The bearded man subconsciously looked away, unable to bear to look again.

Lin Jianqiu stopped and stared at the poster for a while.

Then he stepped into the store.

When the bearded man came to his senses, Lin Jianqiu was already standing in front of the counter.

He whispered something to the female boss, but the bearded man couldn't hear clearly from a distance, but the female boss stopped sobbing and nodded hesitantly.

At first, the bearded man thought that Lin Jianqiu was soft-hearted, so he went to comfort the female boss, saying that he did not expect him to be quite humane.

Then he saw the female boss took out her mobile phone and exchanged contact information with Lin Jianqiu, who had a warm and just right smile on his face.

The bearded man took a sneak look at the female boss. She looked young, with hair just past the ear, and a baby face, which was cute even when she was frowning and crying.

When Lin Jianqiu came out, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you like this one?"

"Huh?" Lin Jianqiu was looking down at the phone, turned around and gestured OK to the female boss, then waved goodbye, and said, "Which kind of preference do you mean?"

The bearded man wanted to talk about being in love, but before he could say it, he remembered that the man in front of him had been with Ye Linyun, and he didn't necessarily like girls, so he swallowed the words back, and only gave a vague "um".

Lin Jianqiu did not shy away from talking about it.

"If you're talking about falling in love, I have no idea for now." Lin Jianqiu said firmly, "Dating in love will only disturb my efficiency in making money."

Bearded man: "..."

As expected of you.

"Did we go wrong?"

The bearded man stopped at the entrance of the alley.

He had only lived in Lin Jianqiu's place for a few days, and he was not familiar with Yuncheng at first, so he only remembered the location with some vivid markers.

For example, where Lin Jianqiu lives now.

This is one of the oldest communities in Yuncheng. There are no gates and fences, and there are only narrow alleys for passage.

But it's easy to recognize that the walls are covered with peeling plaster, and when you walk downstairs occasionally, dust will fall in a rustle, and your head is half white.

The large trash cans placed at the entrance of the alley have different shapes due to their age. The one placed downstairs in Lin Jianqiu's house is blue, missing a triangular opening.

But the bearded man stopped under the same mottled wall, and saw that the trash can at the entrance of the alley was orange, with a black number "1" printed on it.

Step back a few steps and look at the wall on the outside. There is also a "1" printed on it, which is already a little dim.

The building where Lin Jianqiu lives is in the fourteenth building.

As soon as the bearded man stopped, Lin Jianqiu slammed into his back, almost being knocked over.

Fortunately, there is a wall behind.

Lin Jianqiu touched the back of his head, looked up from the phone screen, and looked around blankly: "Why did you come here?"

It was obvious that he himself didn't look at the road, and just followed behind the bearded man with his head down.

But the bearded man who had taken the wrong way was inexplicably guilty, and honestly admitted his mistake.

"I just remember turning in from the intersection, and it seemed wrong to walk."

Lin Jianqiu rubbed his temples, looked up and saw the "1" on the corridor next to him, and understood the direction after roughly comparing the direction.

"You're walking the wrong way." Lin Jianqiu reminded, "No. Building 11 and beyond are across the road."

"Then... go back the same way?"

"Go around from the front, I'll lead the way." Lin Jianqiu finally replied a message, and temporarily put away the phone.

The bearded man couldn't help being curious: "Who are you chatting with? So engrossed?"

Lin Jianqiu replied: "Song Qixiu's fan."

Big Beard had been with Lin Jianqiu for a long time, and his first reaction was to follow his "hobbies". He asked without thinking, "Are you going to sell them souvenirs?"

Lin Jianqiu: "..."

He suddenly had such a little bit of doubt——

In the eyes of the bearded man, what kind of crazy image is he?

Lin Jianqiu was silent for a moment, but decided to clarify: "I'm not interested in making money from dead people."

The bearded man also reacted and tugged at his own beard in embarrassment: "...Oh."

Lin Jianqiu touched his chin: "However, the money for letting the dead rest in peace can still be earned."

The bearded man cast a questioning look.

Lin Jianqiu said with great interest: "There should be a bonus for providing useful clues to the murder case."

Bearded man: "..."

What an unsurprising answer.

"But what's the use of finding fans?" The bearded man couldn't help asking, "They don't know Song Qixiu himself."

The image that celebrities show in public is usually different from their real appearance. People who are gentle and kind on the surface may be irritable and indifferent in private.

Fans will even wear perfect filters to selectively ignore everything about their idols.

"Because I can't see the scene, I can only start from other aspects. Fans at least know the works of their idols best, and maybe the people who hate Tang Meiyu the most are among them. And... black fans are also fans, maybe they are more fans than true fans. more true love."

There is more to understand.

Investigating love and hatred may also get twice the result with half the effort.

When Lin Jianqiu mentioned the work, the bearded man's expression moved, and he subconsciously lowered the volume.

"In the afternoon, I heard that Song Qixiu played the role of a heartless man who was poisoned to death. Is it true? And... Is it because of Tang Meiyu?"

Such a special way of death is hard to think about.

"It's a unit drama that Song Qixiu acted in the first two years of his debut. The scholar marries a wealthy daughter, and is treated like a servant. The scholar drinks to relieve boredom and meets his true love. He decides to fake his death and elope with his true love, but ends up taking real poison and dies. "

The narrative in the plot is reversed.

This is a small unit of a detective drama in ancient costumes.

The heroine of this unit is the daughter of a rich family. Just after her parents passed away, her husband died strangely. She was accused of murdering her husband and was thrown into prison.

When the protagonist group arrived, a woman with a big belly came to claim the legacy of the dead scholar, and when she found something suspicious, she began an in-depth investigation.

It was finally confirmed that the real murderer was the pregnant woman, who was the scholar's true love.

True love had premeditated long ago and was bent on seizing the wealth of the rich family.

She and her adulterer killed the rich daughter's parents first, making the scholar mistakenly think that she had killed the man by mistake, so True Love coaxed the scholar to drink poison and feign death to escape and elope with her.

In fact, she had already replaced the fake medicine with the real one, and then blamed it on the daughter of a rich family, trying to defraud them of their inheritance by virtue of the child in her womb.

This show is very hip from the lead actor to the screenwriter, the lead actor's acting skills are blunt, and the logical rhythm is fragmented, resulting in very low ratings after it was released. It was only broadcast once and never replayed, so not many people have watched it.

In other words, true fans are willing to spend time reviewing on the Internet.

The bearded man looked at Lin Jianqiu in surprise: "Have you seen it?"

"No." Lin Jianqiu replied, "I didn't like him before, so I never watched his plays."

"Then how did you know?"

"There are detailed explanations of the series on the Internet, in text version."

"..." The bearded man decided to skip this question, "No wonder you kept asking Tang Meiyu... what about Tang Meiyu?"

"Not sure. I haven't watched her drama, and I can't find any related plots online."

"However, it should be known soon."

While they were chatting, they reached an intersection, and there was a red light on the opposite side, so they had to stop.

"Brother Lu, do you smell anything?"

"What?" The bearded man sniffed blankly, "No... eh? A bit of smoke?"

The flavor is getting stronger.

The two raised their heads almost at the same time, looking towards a certain direction diagonally opposite.

The thick black smoke is very eye-catching even at night.Bearded man: "..."

Lin Jianqiu: "..."

"Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling..."

"Me too."

Meanwhile, on another road.

Ye Huaishuang stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing, waiting for the green light.

Officer Gao was sitting in the co-pilot, flipping through the folder in his hand. The fatigue on his face was obvious. He had been working since he received the news, and he didn't even have time to eat.

As soon as he found out new news, he went to find someone non-stop.

Ye Huaishuang happened to be preparing to go back at that time, so she gave him a ride.

"The second traffic light intersection ahead is 50 meters away, and it's on the right." Officer Gao looked at the map to confirm the location, and thanked him, "I'm really bothering Teacher Ye today."

Ye Huaishuang gave a "hmm" and said, "It's okay. Just drop by."

Neither of them was a talkative person, so they fell silent after speaking.

Officer Gao turned his head to look out the window, couldn't help stretching out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, the cold wind blowing in from outside made him feel a little more awake.

But he soon felt that something was wrong.

"Why does it smell like smoke?"

He subconsciously turned his head and looked around.

The countdown to the red light at the intersection began to jump, and just when it reached orange, a loud noise was heard from afar.

"boom--"

Ye Huaishuang stepped on the brake.

Diagonally behind them, a flame flashed vaguely among the buildings, and the black smoke became more eye-catching.

"Would you like to take a look?" Ye Huaishuang took the initiative to ask Officer Gao, this area should be within their jurisdiction.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Officer Gao touched his eyelids which were beginning to twitch, and couldn't help but sighed.

Always felt a little ominous premonition.

An old six-story building was billowing smoke and flames from the middle. The nearby fire brigade had arrived and the residents were dispersed to the outside of the alley.

Because it is uncertain whether there will be another explosion, no one dares to enter rashly for the time being.

Officer Gao bumped into Lin Jianqiu head-on on the street.

The two looked at each other, both were a little surprised, and said almost at the same time: "Why are you here?"

Officer Gao replied: "Someone in the crew couldn't be contacted. I'll come over to find someone. But why didn't you go back so late?"

Lin Jianqiu was silent for a moment, then sighed slowly.

"Officer Gao, did you see the house that exploded over there?"

Lin Jianqiu raised his finger and pointed at the building that was still smoking, revealing a bit of lovelessness in his exhaustion.

"I live there."

Officer Gao: "..."