After the divorce, the scumbag actor went to the crematorium [Transmigration Book]

When Sheng Ningyue woke up again, Gu Sichen had already left, and a strong smell of laundry detergent wafted from the balcony. His clothes, which were soaked in sweat due to illness, had already been washed.

He only remembered that he fell asleep, and he should have slept deeply.

But there were still empty porridge bowls, opened medicine boxes, and half a cup of lukewarm hot water left on the tea table.

Sheng Ningyue sat there quietly for a long time, her thin lines were reflected on the floor, in the peaceful evening, she seemed to feel a little unbearable emptiness and loneliness in her heart.

Ever since his memory was fully awakened, this feeling was like a flood that had opened its gates, overwhelming him irresistibly.

Sheng Ningyue wanted to find something to do, but as soon as he took the mobile phone, he found that the one on the corner of the table was not his spare phone, but a new phone with the same style as Gu Sichen, and it was self-evident who bought it.

"Di Di-"

Someone invited him to the group chat, Sheng Ningyue clicked in, and saw the conversation between Zhang Moxin and Zhong Nuo popping up.

[Zhang Moxin: Bosses, how does this office building look swollen?I carefully selected an afternoon, and I also asked a Fengshui master to calculate it. The peach blossoms here are very prosperous, and it can be called a treasure that is hard to find in a century! 】

[Zhong Nuo: I remember that you seem to be choosing the address of the studio, not opening a dating agency. 】

[Zhang Moxin: Aww, you are secretly hiding Chen Cang from me and Song Nanshen. I haven't settled the score with you yet, so I'm going to choose here, hmph! 】

[Zhong Nuo: ...]

Seeing this passage, Sheng Ningyue finally remembered that he and Zhong Nuo planned to move the studio in the neighboring city to the flower market, and it seemed that the two couldn't wait.

[Zhang Moxin: @盛冰越, Yueyue, to be fair, is this place good?Choose me choose me.jpg]

[Sheng Ningyue: It's fine, you make the decision. 】

[Zhang Moxin: @钟诺, a little bit! 】

[Zhong Nuo: . 】

Zhang Moxin probably felt that typing was too strenuous, so after showing the floor plan of the site selection, he directly established a video call.

As soon as Sheng Ningyue entered the mirror, Zhong Nuo sensitively noticed that he was not in a good state of mind, "How are you? You don't seem to be in good spirits."

Thinking of Sheng Ningyue's out-of-control state last night, Zhong Nuo was deeply worried, but when he stayed with Sheng Ningyue one after another, Song Liang argued with him, and he had to turn his head to appease his lover.

Besides, the pain in Sheng Ningyue's heart cannot be healed by him, and the person who untied the bell had to tie the bell, Zhong Nuo knew this well.

Sheng Ningyue rubbed her face with her hands, her cheeks were blushed, covering the abnormal color of fever, and said slowly: "It's all right, let's get down to business, the employees of the studio were all in the neighboring city before, and they didn't know when they came back. According to statistics, some people refuse to follow.”

"Yeah, so we still need to recruit some new people." Zhong Nuo said, "Xinxin has too many considerations, and the workload is a bit heavy. Do you want to hire a new assistant for you?"

Sheng Ningyue: "Two, one is in charge of work and the other is in charge of life, so you don't have to worry about me all the time."

After Sheng Ningyue finished speaking, Zhong Norton was surprised. After all, this person has always been hardworking in his work, and he usually likes to be careful when spending money. He really didn't expect that the other party would ask for two assistants.

"Are... are you really okay?" Zhong Nuo glanced at Sheng Ningyue and reconfirmed.

"I'm fine, I just have a little cold. Maybe more people will take care of me, so I won't get sick so easily."

Sheng Ningyue just didn't want to stay alone in this empty room, and there was another reason why he didn't want to talk about it, that is, he had to be distracted to do one thing recently, and with more staff, he could take care of other things.

In the cafe at eight o’clock, apart from the migrant workers who work overtime, there are young couples playing around. The fragrance of sugar milk companion floats in the air, and even the hollow carved floating window by the window is enveloped in the fragrance. .

Sheng Ningyue took a glance at the door, and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes sitting in the corner.

The man was wearing a vintage top hat, his cane was standing beside the chair, and his lacquered leather shoes had a dull shimmer, but his attire did not look out of place.

"Hello, I'm Sheng Ningyue." As soon as Sheng Ningyue sat down, a group of people stared at her.

He was wearing a long, loose coat, with the hood firmly attached to the back. His slender neckline showed a touch of attractive whiteness. You don't need to look at his face to tell that he is absolutely handsome.

It seemed that everyone was guessing what kind of relationship he had with that man who looked like "Sherlock Holmes".

The man stood up politely, a few centimeters taller than him, "Mr. Sheng, I have known you for a long time." The man smiled and stretched out his hand, and shook Sheng Ningyue lightly.

Sheng Ningyue subconsciously thought that this person seemed to be about the same height as Gu Sichen, so he gave a "tsk", feeling annoyed that he thought of Gu Sichen for no reason.

"Mr. Sheng, I'm curious, how did you recognize me?" Surs asked the question in his heart with a smile while beckoning to the waiter to order.

"It's very simple, the elimination method." He raised his chin and said to Detective Su: "First exclude the young couples at the three tables on the right, and then there is a row of students rushing homework behind you. Although there is also a man in a suit and leather shoes behind you on the right, But his badge says sales manager, which obviously isn't either."

Souls nodded again and again, as if signaling him to continue talking.

"The old man over there ordered seafood noodles and espresso. I think Mr. Su should have finished his dinner by this time?" Sheng Ningyue smiled.

Souls laughed out loud, and said admiringly: "Mr. Sheng is so smart, if you also open a detective agency, I'm afraid you will have competitors."

"Thank you, I'm just guessing casually, professional things need to be handled by professional people."

Sheng Ningyue stopped being polite, but called up three photos from his phone, "This is my father Sheng Yun and my mother Zhang Tingxue, they died in a car accident, or more properly, a well-planned explosion. "

"And this one, it's Bai Jing." When Sheng Ningyue saw that photo, there was obvious hatred in his eyes, "I don't know exactly how she died, but I believe that the death of her and my parents , must be inseparable from the relationship, so I have to ask Detective Su to worry about it."

Although the Sheng family's parents and Bai Jing have passed away for many years, the memory of the Internet will not be erased. After all, these three people were also very popular figures in the flower market back then, and the photos are not difficult to find.

Before going out, Sheng Ningyue has been checking their related news. Although there are only a few figures, it is not difficult to find that there must be some unknown connection among them.

Maybe it was because the hatred was too strong, or maybe the light in the cafe was too dim, but Sheng Ningyue didn't notice it. After seeing the photo, Souls was obviously taken aback.

"Do you... want to check the past of the three of them?" Surs looked at him and asked.

"That's right." Sheng Ningyue felt that the tone of Souls' question was a bit aggravated. In the art of language, it usually has a suggestive meaning, so he thought that the other party wanted to talk about money, "It doesn't matter how much money, I just want the truth .”

If he didn't know his life experience before, he could really let it go.

But it's different now. As the son of the Sheng family, he can't just ignore his parents' unjust death. He wants to find out thoroughly what happened back then.

Sols waved his hands quickly when he heard the sound: "No, no, I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that it may take a long time to investigate this matter."

"I can wait, it doesn't matter for one year, two years, five years or eight years." Sheng Ningyue was firm.

Souls lowered his eyes in silence and did not respond, as if he was thinking. The waiter brought the menu, Sheng Ningyue took it, ordered a cup of clear coffee, and waited slowly.

After a long time, when the water mist from the clear coffee soaked into the dark brown twill tabletop, Souls raised his head from long thoughts, "Mr. Sheng, I can take this case, and you don't need to pay me a high price." As for the acceptance fee, you only need to pay me half of it."

"Half?" It was Sheng Ningyue's turn to be surprised this time.

Souls didn't say why, but he's a pretty professional guy who wouldn't ask his employer for anything more.

·

Two hours ago, after Gu Sichen helped Sheng Ningyue take care of everything, he drove back to the villa.

The man was a little depressed, and told Butler Qin about Sheng Ningyue telling him to go upstairs on his knees, "Uncle Qin, why do I feel like Yueyue hates me even more?"

Jiang is still old and hot. Butler Qin sat down, thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered something, "Master, Young Madam asked me about Madam before."

"You mean Bai Jing?" Gu Sichen was very reluctant to mention this woman's name.

Qin Butler nodded and guessed: "The madam's car suddenly exploded... Do you know why?"

Butler Qin didn't see that scene with his own eyes, because he was recuperating in his hometown at that time, but when he came back, all the servants in Gu's house were secretly talking about it, so it was hard for him not to think about it.

Moreover, this matter is full of indescribable subtleties. The news of Bai Jing's death has not spread, and it seems that someone has suppressed this matter.

When Gu Sichen heard him ask, his expression froze immediately, and he shook his head with difficulty, "I don't know."

Butler Qin used his mobile phone to search for the names of the parents of the Sheng family, only to find out that, just before Bai Jing's death, the parents of the Sheng family also passed away.

Gu Sichen raised his eyes suspiciously, "What a coincidence..." He immediately found Meng Gui's phone number and asked the other party to recommend him a famous private investigator.

On the message sent by Meng Gui, there were three large characters of "Souls".

·

Souls couldn't tell Sheng Ningyue that Gu Sichen had also come to ask him. Based on the principle, he charged half of the commission each, which happened to be merged into one case for investigation.

Sheng Ningyue was taken to the new studio by Zhang Moxin in the afternoon of the second day. Although it has not been renovated yet, fortunately this is a standard office building, and many things can be used off-the-shelf.

Zhang Moxin's efficiency is super high. In one morning, he received a bunch of resumes for assistants.

"Look, Yueyue, if anyone is satisfied, I'll call and arrange for him to come for an interview~" Zhang Mo was very happy, looking forward to the new assistant.

Sheng Ningyue flipped through the resume, and suddenly smiled at him, "Didn't you read it in advance?"

"No, anyway, I only picked men of the gender." Zhang Mo wanted to find a partner for Sheng Ningyue, so he automatically ignored women.

Sheng Ningyue hooked the corner of her mouth, picked out two and threw them to him, "Let them come first."

"Okay~" Zhang Moxin took the resume without even thinking about it, and just dialed a number first, and the voice was quite familiar when the other party picked it up.

Zhang Moxin said while looking at the name registered on the resume, "Hi, this is Teacher Sheng's studio, Mr. Gu Sichen, right? I want to inform you—Gu Sichen?!!"

Before they could speak, Zhang Moxin screamed in shock.