The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Xia Zhitao drove all the way to the Nancheng Police Station, and a familiar figure stood at the door, waiting for her to come.

"sister!"

Xia Zhisong came to pick her up, and the two walked into the police station together.He took Xia Zhitao to the door of a special small conference room, where there was already a little girl waiting.

Xia Zhitao had met her a few times, the little girl was surnamed Tang, and she was usually in charge of sorting out various files of the police station.She smiled and waved to Xia Zhitao, and put several documents on the table: "These are all the information about the case, sister Zhitao, can you take a look?"

"Thank you." Xia Zhitao took the documents and told him, "All documents should be copied and scanned for a few minutes. It is best to make a backup copy in different network disk accounts."

Xia Zhisong gestured OK to her: "I have saved everything."

Xiao Tang went on to say: "Brother Zhisong and I have discussed it. These are photocopies, and you can secretly let you take them away. The documents include photos of the trace inspection at that time, including car patterns at the scene, information on the victims, etc. A little technical investigation."

She paused, then leaned over and explained to a few people in a low voice: "But at that time, it seemed that the superior's words were not checked, so the technical investigation side stopped."

Xia Zhitao quickly flipped through the documents, and asked bluntly, "Where's the autopsy report?"

Almost a year has passed since the case, and the two victims have been cremated and buried, so the police autopsy report at that time can only be used as evidence for the trial.

"--No."

Xia Zhisong hammered heavily on the glass table, his voice trembling with excitement: "Xiao Tang and I searched the entire file room, but we couldn't find the autopsy report at that time."

Without the autopsy report, the initiative of the entire case will be in the hands of the opposing lawyer.People are cremated, and the other party can say whatever they want, even those who insist on committing suicide cannot refute it.

Xia Zhitao rubbed his brows, there was a moment of silence between the three of them, and it turned out that they had reached an impasse.

"Then what about the forensic doctor who did the autopsy?" Xia Zhitao looked at the documents and suddenly said, "Can you find him? Maybe he has a backup?"

"That's true!" Xia Zhisong patted his legs, then turned to ask Xiao Tang, "Which forensic doctor did the autopsy at the time? Forensic doctor Luo or forensic doctor Zheng?"

"It's Luo Sumu's forensic doctor," Xiao Tang hesitated, "but—"

"She quit a long time ago."

Xia Zhisong came to his senses and regretted, "That's right...Miss Luo resigned and immigrated to a foreign country about three or four months ago, and I can't reach her address or phone number."

"Is it really impossible to get in touch?" Xia Zhitao did not give up, and asked, "I can't even change the email."

Xiao Tang shook his head and said: "Sister Luo was in a hurry at the time, as if she was hiding from someone, she left without saying a word, I don't know which country she went to, and we couldn't get in touch with her at all. "

Xia Zhitao put the documents away carefully, thanked him and left the police station.

There were people coming and going on the street, she was walking in the crowd, looking at the different New Year's goods gradually increasing in the surrounding shops, she suddenly noticed——

Soon, the Chinese New Year is coming.

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If Zhang Kuang is really a young rookie who has just entered the entertainment circle and is making progress, he is afraid that he will be scolded and collapsed, or even collapsed.

It's just that they probably didn't expect that those cursing and cursing are not painful at all to the leader, they are simply small scenes.

While the fans on Weibo were distressed, the leader was looking at the script with a sad face, and was studying what was going on in his mind about this person named "Ke Renshi".

——How good Zhang Kuang was in action scenes, how bad she was in emotional scenes.

During the four-month filming cycle, ordinary emotional scenes were fine, but when it came to complex emotional lines, or where huge emotional fluctuations were required, Zhang Kuang stopped completely and didn't know how to act.

For several days in a row, Director Xie was almost stunned by the anger of the leader.

"Kakaka," Director Xie threw the script on the ground, "You, how many times have you been stuck here, can you use some snacks?"

She pointed at Zhang Kuang, and said, "Come out, let's talk about acting."

Zhang Kuang followed her out of the set slowly, the sky was a bit gloomy, and the scene to be filmed was Ke Yanshi's second time travelling, hiding in the shadows and watching his "living" girlfriend.

The two said they were talking about drama, but it was actually more like discussing life.

"Your grasp of this emotion is not right," Director Xie said, "For Ke Yanshi, she had no emotion before time travel, and only thought rationally like a machine.""

"Feelings are like a sudden 'gift' to her. She is still a little confused, not knowing whether this 'like' emotion is real."

Director Xie was tall and thin, with a cigarette in her hand, the mist-like white smoke rose slowly, caressing her sharp-edged face.

She raised her head, put her hands on the iron railing, pondered for a moment, and said, "You have to try to understand this kind of forbearance. Ke Renshi belongs to the group with high IQ. You have to understand that she thinks a lot and thinks a lot." a lot of."

"Every decision, even every sentence, will be deliberated and deliberated in her mind, listing countless possibilities and possible consequences."

Zhang Kuang listened, feeling a little confused.

Dao Xie paused, and continued to analyze with Zhang Kuang: "Because of this, Ke Yanshi has been hesitating and hesitant to move forward—this kind of 'smartness' just happened to become a stumbling block in her emotions."

Zhang Kuang was silent for a moment, and said, "I don't understand."

She couldn't understand Ke Yanshi's hesitation. According to the leader's view of love, if she likes it, she will definitely pursue it desperately, and she will never let go.Zhang Kuang sneered at Ke Yanshi's hesitation and thoughtful behavior and dared not go up.

Director Xie smiled to himself, and said, "Your idea is quite interesting. I thought that contemporary young people either like fast-food love, or they think too much and hide it so they dare not say it."

After listening to her explanation, Zhang Kuang frowned and said, "Modern people really don't understand."

Director Xie: "...It seems that you are not a modern person."

But if you think about it carefully, isn't Zhang Kuang worshiping in some Lingxiaofeng Temple? Perhaps her conception and view of love will indeed be very different from modern young people.

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Acting is inherently impatient. In order for the actors to step into the play step by step, Director Xie is very patient and willing to take the time to get to know each actor.

It seems that because it is about to rain, the sky is a little dark, just like the light gray blocks in Monet's paintings, and the halo is gently submerged into his arms.

The wind blowing past the ears seems to carry sporadic water vapor, leaving a cool touch on the face.The two stood in the wind for a while, Director Xie suddenly laughed, and the laughter was scattered in the wind, making Zhang Kuang look at her suspiciously.

"Speaking of it," Director Xie slowly raised his arms, leaning against the railing, looking at Zhang Kuang leisurely, "Your little girlfriend is very similar to Ke Yanshi."

As soon as Xia Zhitao was mentioned, Zhang Kuang's expression suddenly changed.

She was just leaning casually on the railing, but when she heard Director Xie's words, she suddenly stood up straight and walked in front of Director Xie with a gloomy expression:

"What do you mean?"

Withered yellow leaves rise without wind, and the black air is hidden in the shadows, spreading inch by inch along the neck, leaving a biting chill.

——It seems that it is indeed, the untouchable Ni Lin.

"Don't you think, it's really similar—smart, sensitive, and considerate." Director Xie was not afraid, and said leisurely, "Everything is thoughtful, and the one who dares not take the initiative when it comes to feelings. "

The black air dissipated.

Zhang Kuang was a little confused, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case, but he was a little uncertain.

In the fantasy world, Xia Zhitao also has a lot of things to hide from her, but in terms of feelings - although she sneaked into the Yashan faction to pursue his wife undercover, but after going through many things, it seems that Xia Zhitao took the initiative to confess? !

Zhang Kuang said, "I don't know."

"How do you modern people fall in love? If you pursue her tightly, I'm afraid she will annoy me, and if you pursue her loosely, I'm afraid she will leave."

Zhang Kuang was a little discouraged, and his voice was much lower, "How should I put it, I feel that Taotao...seems to be far away from me all the time."

Zhang Kuang looked into the distance, and the tumbling thick clouds fell in her eyes, spreading into a boundless desert, and the travelers in the past were trapped in it, lost and not knowing their way back.

"Pfft-"

Zhang Kuang looked angrily at Director Xie laughing non-stop, and there was a chill in his voice: "Shut up."

"Hey, there's a story, little girl. I misunderstood you, it seems that you think a lot," Director Xie was still smiling, and his eyes changed when he looked at Zhang Kuang.

"Open-minded and confused, such a contradiction makes me a little curious about what you have experienced before."

Zhang Kuang shrugged: "Nothing."

It just slaughtered more than a dozen main halls of Shura Dao, and smashed up the entire building of the Yashan Sect. There is nothing worth bragging about in the past.

"How about it," Director Xie raised his head, his voice was slow, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, right? Our crew will have five or six days off, so let's explain it clearly during this time."

Ah, yes, it's the Chinese New Year.

Speaking of which, this is her first New Year in modern times, so it feels quite commemorative.I still have to think carefully about how to buy Taotao some new year's goods, but before that——

"Explain clearly?" Zhang Kuang asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Explain what clearly?"

Director Xie: "..."

"I don't understand this? Didn't you just say that you are chasing closely? I think you are timid." Director Xie looked at Zhang Kuang with some helplessness, and explained: "Of course I want you to speak clearly. I like it." If you like it, if you don’t like it, you like it, so you won’t waste two people’s time.”

Zhang Kuang defended: "But——"

Director Xie: "But what is it, Ling Xiaofeng's immortal cultivators are so timid? I want you to take the initiative and ask her directly."

"If you can't ask, then try a forced kiss," Director Xie suggested with a serious face, "Everyone is an adult, so why be embarrassed, anyway, I bet she won't push you away."

Zhang Kuang exploded, and scolded: "What do you mean? How can you—"

"Stop, stop," Director Xie sighed, she shook her hand holding the cigarette, and a few bright sparks fell from the cigarette butt, "How slow you are, even I can see how dull you are, the few times she came to visit the set. "

The sparks were scorching, and fell like a meteor, cutting a bright flame mark.

"She likes you."