The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

"Miss Ruling?" Wang Luan was slightly surprised for a moment, but it wasn't because of Ruling's appearance—this place is her property after all, and Qi Chensheng probably said hello in advance.It's just that the appearance of Qi Ruling today is quite different from when he was in the Qi family, so he couldn't recognize her for a while.

"Mr. Wang," Ruling smiled generously, and walked over briskly. Instead of wearing an old-fashioned skirt, she wore a handsome white suit and a pair of tall cowhide boots. Her long hair was tied behind her head, and she was very capable and refreshing: "Don't take offense, it was the second brother who called me in the morning and asked me to come over to accompany you."

These words confirmed Wang Luan's conjecture. He remembered Qi Chensheng's uneasy look at him before going out in the morning, and he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling slightly: "Miss Ruling, why should you be so polite, it's delaying your work."

"No delay," Qi Ruling greeted slightly, lowered her voice and said, "If there really is that kind of thing here, I'm afraid there will be trouble."

Wang Luan narrowed his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became more serious. He nodded and said, "That's it, it's not too late. Let's go in and have a look."

"Okay, Mr. Wang, come with me."

The two discussed, and walked into the Hongbo studio through the black iron gate.

Before coming here, according to Zhang Mao's description, Wang Luan always felt that the scale of the studio should be quite large, but when he actually came to it, he found that it was not that big.

They first came to the place where the old gatekeeper finally found Zhang Mao. It was also a typical Western building with about two or three floors. The entrance hall was very spacious, surrounded by carved marble pillars every few steps.

Wang Luan raised his head and saw that the railing on the small balcony on the west side had not been repaired in the future, and it was still broken. It seemed that Zhang Mao fell from there.

"Mr. Wang, do you want to go up and have a look?" Qi Chensheng also roughly described Zhang Mao's experience last night on the phone, so Ruling also had a general idea about it.

"Okay, let's go up." Wang Luan had no objection, and he also wanted to roughly restore Zhang Mao's appearance at that time, so he followed Qi Ruling and detoured to the interior of this Western building.

Although it is a place for filming, Wang Luan found that this place is not just an empty shell.On the contrary, whether it is the structure of the room or the furnishings, it is very elegant.Although some shelves and machines were temporarily added for the sake of filming, it still looks chaotic and orderly.

"This was originally an old mansion built by the Germans. Later, the owner's family moved into Qingyang Fang, so it was left vacant." Qi Ruling noticed Wang Luan's doubts, and explained in a timely manner: "The utensils inside are mostly It was already there, and I asked them to add some more according to the appearance, so it was not too obtrusive after all."

As they spoke, they had passed through the small hall on the first floor and walked up the stairs covered with red carpets. Feng Shan followed behind Wang Luan. He wanted to support him, but Wang Luan shook his head and refused.

After reaching the second floor, some obvious traces gradually emerged.

There were many muddy footprints left on the corridor between the rooms. Wang Luan squatted down and stroked them carefully with his hands. Because it was winter, these footprints were not completely dry. With a little dampness.

I think Zhang Mao did come here last night after falling into the water.They continued to walk forward according to the direction of the footprints, and it didn't take long to come to the small terrace with the broken fence on the west side.

Standing there and looking down, what Zhang Mao fell was directly at the place.And because of the special angle, if you stand here and look out of the mansion, you can still see the winding path equipped with street lights, leading all the way to the retro traditional courtyard.

"Is that also within the scope of the studio?" Wang Luan pointed to the courtyard, then turned his head and asked Ru Ling behind him.

"Yes," Ruling also walked to the broken railing of the balcony, and looked into the distance to explain, "It turned out to be the old courtyard of Xu's family, and it was bought only this year."

"Is there a pool there?" When he was downstairs just now, Wang Luan didn't find the pool Zhang Mao mentioned, so he guessed that it should be in a farther place.

"Of course there is. I bought that place because the Xujiayuan is well-built and the rockery and pond scenery inside is beautiful..."

Listening to Qi Ruling's introduction, Wang Luan thought about it in his heart. All the signs in the studio showed that what happened to Zhang Mao last night, except for the pair of goldfish-like eyes, was real and not just an illusion. Simple.

The abilities of each monster are different, so since the monster he met didn't rely on illusions, what did it rely on to trap Zhang Mao in it?

"Is it convenient to go over there now?" Wang Luan thought so, and decided to continue to explore, and finally walked down all the places Zhang Mao walked through last night.

"It's nothing inconvenient, Mr. Wang just follow me." Qi Ruling still smiled slightly, but with faint anxiety.From her point of view, if there is a ghost in this studio that even she can't find, it will definitely be a great disaster and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Although she didn't know why Qi Chensheng invited Wang Luan who was not a star supervisor, but out of trust in her second brother, she would never neglect Wang Luan.

In this way, a group of people walked along the small path that Zhang Mao said and met the street lamp, winding forward to the old Xu's courtyard.

Wang Luan noticed that besides the street lamps not far away, there are also many old trees on the roadside.Although it is already winter, the branches have not been pruned too much, and they still look like staggered extensions.

"Will all the street lights here be turned on at night?" Wang Luan wondered, if what Zhang Mao saw last night was not a phantom, then it should be obvious that all the lights were off.

But he didn't expect Ruling to answer like this: "No, actually, if no one comes to shoot the night scene, the lights here won't be turned on at night."

Wang Luan was taken aback for a moment, and then understood what Ru Ling meant, that is to say, it was normal for Zhang Mao to encounter darkness, and the only light that was on was a vision instead.

He looked up at the not-too-high light pole, and the surrounding branches that could almost be called "luxury", and muttered in his mouth: "Then if someone wants to turn on this light, is there a convenient way?"

"Yes," Ruling nodded, motioning Wang Luan to look out of the path, to a hut behind the woods: "All the lights are controlled there, and for the convenience of people who rent studios for filming, the keys will be given to them ...By the way, the gatekeeper also has a key, which is convenient for night watch."

In this way - there are actually a lot of people who can turn on the street lights.Moreover, the location of the light was blocked by the mansion building and tree branches, and the gatekeeper at that time probably didn't even notice that the light was on.

Wang Luan became more and more sure that most of the monsters last night did not create illusions at all, but actually trapped Zhang Mao in the studio.

At the same time, the range of people who can do all this has narrowed.This person must be able to get the key to the crew, or simply the gatekeeper of the studio.

The three of them walked and talked, and finally came to the old courtyard of the Xu family.

Due to the need for shooting, the old-fashioned gate was not demolished. Instead, it was painted with a new vermilion paint, which was set off by the white snow, which was quite interesting.

However, they were not interested in going through the main entrance, so they just walked in from the side wall. After walking a few steps, they saw a man in an earth-colored waistcoat walking towards them in a hurry. Qi Ruling's footsteps became even more hasty, calling out: "Miss."

Then he leaned into her ear and said something uncertain, but Wang Luan only heard words like "Third Master" and "Actor".

On Qi Ruling's side, her complexion was not good, and after the man finished speaking, she looked at Wang Luan with some embarrassment: "Mr. Wang...My father suddenly has something to do, and I need to go there..."

"Why don't you go back to the mansion with me to rest first, and then continue to investigate when the second brother arrives."

After hearing this, Wang Luan guessed in his heart that it was probably the third master of the Qi family who caused some trouble, so he didn't bother to ask further questions.He just smiled considerately, and said bluntly: "Miss Ruling can go and do her work first, as for me——Anyway, with Fengshan by my side, I can go around as I please."

Although Qi Ruling said that she was entrusted by Qi Chensheng, she still respected Wang Luan's intentions, and after saying a few words of apology to him, she left in a hurry under the urging of the man.

Encountering such a trivial matter, it didn't affect Wang Luan's inquiring mood very much.After Qi Ruling left, he and Feng Shan re-entered the Xu family's old courtyard.

When I was in the German mansion, I didn't see much. Now that I came to this courtyard, I saw many temporary landscapes as I went in.Most of them rely on the original situation of the courtyard, and they are very beautiful just by looking at them, but they are scattered and piled up in many places, which inevitably makes people feel messy and crowded.

Many people in cotton coats shuttled among them, or carried things, or adjusted machines. Wang Luan remembered what Qi Ruling said before, and now there are at least three or four different groups of people here.

Looking at the crowded scene in front of him, Wang Luan couldn't help frowning. The little key that he had thought of earlier seemed to be of little use now. Among so many people, are there more than one or two who can get access to the key?

He thought like this, but he didn't have a better way. He just walked around the crowd with Feng Shan, trying to sense a little bit of the demon's breath.

"Ma'am, there are so many people here. It's really chaotic. Why don't we follow what the eldest lady said and wait for the second young master first." Wang Luan hasn't gone out for a long time, and the novelty of wandering outside has not yet passed, but Fengshan It was different, he stayed by Wang Luan's side, for fear that something would go wrong if there were too many people not paying attention.

"Don't worry, there are so many people here, it's not easy to have an accident," Wang Luan shook his head with a smile, wrapped himself in a mink fur coat, and casually comforted him: "We're going to wait for him because he's idle, it's better to walk outside Walk."

No matter how worried Feng Shan was, he couldn't resist Wang Luan. After turning around two walls of dead flowers and vines, he actually came to a pond.

Wang Luan suddenly became cautious, and continued to search for the traces of Zhang Mao last night. After one night, the pond had re-frozen, but fortunately, the snow on it could still tell whether someone had stepped on the broken ice and struggled.

Just when Wang Luan was almost sure of where Zhang Mao fell into the water, he suddenly heard a very panicked voice from the other side of the withered vine wall behind him.

"Get it now!"

"Don't let it bite anyone!"

Wang Luan looked back subconsciously, and suddenly saw a white poodle rushing out like crazy, barking wildly from its drooling mouth.

Feng Shan hurriedly protected Wang Luan and left, but the dog had obviously spotted them, and rushed towards them regardless of the people behind them chasing them.

"Madam, run!" Feng Shan felt that his soul was going to be scared out of his wits. He closed his eyes and waited for the dog to bite him, but he didn't want to hear the long cry of a goshawk in an instant—

The hook-like sharp claws pierced the back covered with white fur, and the huge wings fanned the hurricane, grabbing the still struggling mad dog and flying to the sky, leaving only a dark eagle shadow behind.

Wang Luan stood on the spot as usual, watching the goshawk roaring away, and heaved a sigh of relief.

This was the real reason why Qi Chensheng was willing to let him come here today. Ever since he had a more subtle connection with Qi Chensheng through the canary, Wang Luan could also perceive Qi Chensheng's grasping demon.

Goshawk has been kept by Qi Chensheng's side this morning, in case of accidents, and has become his reliable support outside.

But Fengshan didn't know this, he just felt like he had walked through the gate of hell, and when he thought of the mad dog, he felt lingering fear, his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up.

Fortunately, Wang Luan found out in time and gave him a hand so that he would not fall into the pond with his head tilted.

"Fengshan, are you scared?" Seeing Fengshan's complexion, Wang Luan couldn't help but lowered his head and asked, "I'll help you go to the pavilion in front and relax."

"No, no need!" Fengshan was not willing to let Wang Luan help him, but after hearing what Wang Luan said, he regained his strength, swallowed back his fear, and shook his head vigorously: "Ma'am, I'm fine! Nothing at all!"

How could Wang Luan believe this? Looking at Fengshan like that, he couldn't feel relieved. He held him up again irresistibly, and said with a frown, "What are you trying to do... just listen to me and go with me to have a rest over there. "

"I..." Fengshan wanted to say something more, but when he turned his head, he saw a middle-aged man in a black coat and tortoiseshell glasses walking over anxiously.

Seeing Wang Luan's master and servant, he hurriedly bowed down to apologize: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I heard that the dog we were filming just now almost bit the two of you, I'm really sorry."

Feng Shan was a little at a loss by his sudden action. If it was normal, he could not help but reprimanded a few words.But such a sincere apology made it difficult for him to say anything.

Wang Luan looked at the middle-aged man calmly, and at the moment just now, he sensed a demonic aura from this man.

Although extremely meager, it does exist.He hinted to Fengshan to keep quiet, and tentatively replied: "This gentleman doesn't have to be like this. Fortunately, we didn't get bitten either, but we should be careful when we use those live animals in filming."

"Yes, yes, I've made a note of it." After hearing this, the man didn't show any impatience on his face, and he apologized again and again: "It's all our negligence, which frightened the two of you. Willing to pay some compensation."

"There's no need for compensation," Wang Luan lowered his eyes slightly, and saw what the man was holding in his hand, which seemed to be a piece of paper from a script. Then he looked at his temperament, and he was a little more certain in his heart: "Mr. Then you are—”

"I'm the director of the movie here." Hearing Wang Luan's question, the middle-aged man immediately took out his business card from his pocket and replied, "My surname is Liu, and this is my business card."

Previously, Director Liu was only afraid that the mad dog would hurt someone, but now that he was fine and didn't intend to mess with him, he felt a little more at ease.

When sending the business card to Wang Luan, he subconsciously looked up at the other party, but just this one glance completely stunned him.

In the seven or eight years of being a director, he thought he was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women, but the temperament and appearance of the people in front of him still surprised him.

With white clothes and black hair, against the sunshine after the snow, he immediately thought of his character in the movie.

Wang Luan didn't know what he was thinking, so he just nodded politely, took the man's business card with both hands, and saw "Liu Huandeng" printed in black on it, and there were a few lines of work titles in a slightly smaller part. It was shown here.

"Director Liu---"

"This gentleman!"

Wang Luan just wanted to ask something more, but was interrupted by director Liu excitedly. He frowned slightly, and then he heard the other party say: "Sir, are you also an actor who came to the studio to shoot movies?"

Wang Luan wanted to deny it, but when he saw Director Liu's appearance and his faint demonic aura, he turned around.

"Yes, I'm here for a test shoot—"