Xiaoyu Detective Agency

Xiuwen's attention was always on Youxin, but he was a little dazed about what happened to him.At this moment, he was holding the bank card in his hand, and looked at Bai Wenyu blankly. He found that Bai Wenyu seemed to be telling him that he should reject the other party, but it seemed that he had already accepted it.

Why are adults so twitchy?Xiuwen decided to help Cheng Chujie with this favor, who would have trouble with money?And through this meeting, he accepted Cheng Chujie faster than he expected.

First impressions matter.Xiuwen didn't know much about this circle. In his impression, celebrities were all arrogant and arrogant, but when he first met Cheng Chujie, he didn't have any airs. This contrast made Xiuwen feel a little fond of him.Therefore, Cheng Chujie wanted to use his back as the cover, but he didn't think of objecting.

Seeing Xiuwen put away the card, Cheng Chujie was very sincere, bowed with his palms together, and then looked at Xiuwen squarely and said, "Thank you."

It was the first time in his life that Xiuwen accepted such a great gift, so he quickly helped him up.Standing together, Xiuwen is one or two centimeters taller in comparison. If no one comes to expose them, they look like a gentle brother and a strong brother.Cheng Chujie also patted Xiuwen's shoulder affectionately.

"If there is no objection, let's make it like this?" Obviously he had already made the decision, but he didn't forget to ask Bai Wenyu symbolically.

"Okay, I'll send you the purpose when the cover is done." Bai Wenyu maintained a business-like attitude, but his heart was still pounding.Hope everything goes well and don't give me any more trouble.She prayed secretly in her heart.

After Cheng Chujie left, Youxin, who had been excited all night, still looked like he had been beaten up, and vowed to Xiuwen: "According to the agreement, I will hand in the manuscript tomorrow morning." It seems that tonight will be a good time to write. time.

The three of them nestled in the hotel room you had booked, and Bai Wenyu lay on the unused big bed.One night at work and a business trip, the hour hand has already passed the number 12, the bed is not used to it, the spirit is still not able to overcome the fatigue, she gradually fell asleep.Youxin was typing on the keyboard in front of the desk, while Xiuwen sat on the single sofa and stared at her, much like the invigilator when she was a child.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock on Bai Wenyu's mobile phone rang. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the two men were still in the same position as before she fell asleep, and they might not have moved all night.

Xiuwen is very satisfied with the manuscript.At the beginning, the story was still a warm and romantic story, and then it became more and more horrifying. It gradually changed from a love story about you and me to a bloody horror story about a sick girl who kills a violent boyfriend.The editor-in-chief of the e-journal should also be satisfied. At most, some descriptions that are too violent and bloody will be deleted. This is not a big problem. As long as it can be published, he will be thankful.

Seeing that Xiuwen sent the manuscript to the email of the editor-in-chief of the e-journal, You Xin leaned over and asked with a smile: "How is it? Have I kept my column?"

"Ah."

"It's really troublesome. I have to write a column every issue, and I can't relax and go out to play."

Xiuwen, who stayed up all night, couldn't think of anything to comfort her, so he had to suppress his sleepiness and smiled at her to express his understanding.

It's getting late, Xiuwen and Bai Wenyu have to go back to the publishing house to clock in at work, and Youxin has to stay here and wait to see the concert.The car keys were still in Xiuwen's hand, so the two drove back naturally.

On the way to the parking lot, Bai Wenyu asked Xiuwen, "Are you always pressing for manuscripts like this?" Her implication was obvious. There are very few editors who accompany writers to write, and even if there are, many writers don't want to be disturbed by others.

"No, this is the first time." Xiuwen was telling the truth. In the past, Youxin could hand in manuscripts almost without urging. This is the first time she has delayed manuscripts for so long. Xiuwen feels that she should be more responsible as an editor. responsibility.Working hard alone is better with someone who is sober.This is his experience of working overtime for several years, although usually no one is with him.

"Car, let me drive." Seeing Xiuwen yawning from sleepiness, Bai Wenyu suggested for the safety of himself and others.

Xiuwen didn't argue, and obediently handed over the car keys to Bai Wenyu.If he is driving now, he will definitely be tired of driving.Although Bai Wenyu didn't sleep well last night, he managed to sleep for a few hours and felt better.

Sure enough, Xiuwen fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, and was drowsy all day long.

After get off work at night, Xiuwen remembered the bank card Cheng Chujie gave him.At that time, I didn't ask how much the other party would pay me for the use of my portrait, and I didn't even confirm whether the password was real.Walking to the ATM, Xiuwen tried it.The password is real, and the balance in the card is not too much, but it also surprised Xiuwen, can one of his backs be sold for so much money?This amount is a bit strange, there are some zeros and some rounds, it seems that Cheng Chujie suddenly found a card with a similar amount and gave it to him.

After thinking about it, he took out 1 yuan and planned to lend the money to Wang Jue tomorrow so that he could find a cooking class for him and improve the food.Or simply, improve the food.In the past, I just ate by myself, and it didn’t matter if it didn’t taste good. Now there is one more person to share it with.

Wang Jue didn't sleep well recently, and he began to plan to move to the school dormitory.As a full-time graduate student, the school arranged a dormitory for him.It's just that he was used to living alone, and the double room arranged by the school made him feel uncomfortable, so he never moved there.

Another natural enemy of poor sleep is Xiuwen.Since the two agreed on three meals a day, Xiuwen knocked on his door at 8:00 every day to deliver meals.The publishing house next door obviously doesn't go to work until 9 o'clock. Does this person like to work overtime so much?

Xiuwen went to the next door to find Youxin the day before yesterday, and he was going there too.Halfway through the car, his tutor contacted him and asked him to attend a seminar at night, which was related to his final grades this semester, so he had to give up his free three meals a day and go straight to school.

The phone rang for a while, it was an unfamiliar number.After Wang Jue regained consciousness, he answered the phone in a brisk tone: "Hello, Xiaoyu Detective Agency."

"Uh," the voice on the other side stagnated, and he asked a little timidly, "Aren't you Wang Jue?"

Knowing that the caller was Youxin, Wang Jue was a little depressed, and his voice was not so cheerful: "It's me." Youxin didn't have his business card, so he didn't know the name of his firm.He also didn't tell Youxin his phone number, so this can only be a good thing that Xiuwen did.

"My idol is missing! Can you help me find it?" Youxin was in a hurry, as if something really big had happened.

What?Another disappearance case?Wang Jue came up with the idea of ​​going to burn incense and worship Buddha. He has encountered these things recently, which is boring and troublesome.Just as he was about to say no, he suddenly remembered that Xiuwen had complained to him about Youxin's delay in drafting a few days ago, so he asked Youxin instead: "This subject matter is good, why don't you write it?"

"I'm serious with you!" Judging by the tone, You Xin was about to explode.

"I'm also serious. You haven't handed in the manuscript. Xiuwen has been scolded miserably, and the dishes you cook have become unpalatable." In fact, even if there was no such thing, Xiuwen's cooking would not be delicious. Wang Jue just made an excuse .He didn't target Youxin, it's just that compared to the two of them, he definitely prefers Xiuwen.

"I handed in the manuscript yesterday," Youxin continued, "Can you bring Xiuwen with you? I have a problem with my computer, and I want to show him the handwritten outline of the new novel."

The power of idols is really infinite.A few days ago, a short story was delayed to the end, and in a blink of an eye, I even have an outline for a new novel.Wang Jue sighed in his heart.

"I'll ask him." Wang Jue accepted the commission, hung up the phone, cleaned himself up neatly, and opened the door for business.

Xiuwen didn't come early today, but Wang Jue was still taken aback.When you open the door and there is someone standing at the door staring at you, it will scare anyone.

Wang Jue collected himself, invited Xiuwen into the room, and asked casually, "Are you back?"

"I came back yesterday." Xiuwen, who had rested all night, had regained his energy and was thinking about how to hand over the money in his hand to Wang Jue.

Wang Jue remembered that he had spent an extra day at school yesterday, so he hadn't seen him.

"Where's breakfast?" Wang Jue was a little surprised when he walked around Xiuwen and didn't see him carrying a lunch box.

"I didn't do it." After Xiuwen finished speaking, he handed over the money, and told Wang Jue what he thought, making Wang Jue dumbfounded, and repeatedly promised to help find a cooking class.

"Are you free? Come with me to see You Xin, there is something wrong."

I was too tired to go home yesterday, so Xiuwen didn't send the car back to Youxin's house, so I drove here today.The yellow car is now parked in the parking lot in front of the company.But he never thought that he would have to make another trip in such a short time.

On the way, Wang Jue gnawed on the leftover cold buns sold in the breakfast shop downstairs. Although the buns were cold, they tasted good. He ate five of them in one go and fed himself up before talking to Xiuwen about Cheng Chujie.

According to Xiuwen, when they parted with Cheng Chujie the day before yesterday, there was nothing unusual about each other. The only thing worth mentioning was that they didn't bring their manager's assistant and bodyguards, and they came alone.

Xiuwen drove much more smoothly than Wang Jue, and Wang Jue, who was sitting in the co-pilot, began to search for Cheng Chujie's information on the Internet with his mobile phone.He doesn't know much more about the entertainment industry than Xiuwen.

According to online information, Cheng Chujie is 36 years old and from Liucheng.Graduated from the Conservatory of Music, pop singer-songwriter.In the 15 years since his debut, he has published 21 albums and [-] singles. There are new works every year, and several songs are highly sung. He often attends various evening parties and holds concerts from time to time.He has acted in several movies, but none of them are the protagonists, and the response is mediocre.Compared with his music, the film and television aspects are bleak.None of this is the point.

Half a year ago, he suddenly issued a retirement statement, planning to temporarily withdraw from the entertainment industry after the end of this year. As for whether he will return, it is to be determined.

Wang Jue tapped on the phone screen and said to himself: "What is the reason for him to retire?"

"I don't know." Xiuwen replied.