Shining Stars: First Producer

Seeing that his new partner was getting farther and farther away from him, Lu Cheng looked at Bai Xiaofei again, involuntarily becoming a little more annoyed, but also a little helpless.

Probably because of such an opportunity, she began to face up to the relationship between herself and Bai Xiaofei for the first time, and made up her mind to return to normal.

Too many people have said that he and Bai Xiaofei get along too close, not just like ordinary friends. Lu Cheng didn't take this seriously before, but today he can't help but feel a little suspicious.

"Why did you come here? What did you say to Teacher Bai just now??" The roommate didn't know what happened, and asked with some doubts.

Lin Niannian didn't want to talk about these things, and said vaguely, "He just asked if we have any requirements for the time of the party?"

The roommate obviously didn't believe this, and the expression on his face was very meaningful, "I don't believe what you said, although I stood a little far away and couldn't hear what you said, but I can see clearly The expression on Teacher Bai's face changed."

He hummed twice as he spoke, obviously wanting Lin Niannian to be lenient in his confession.

But for some reason, it was obviously the same topic as before, Lin Niannian suddenly felt a little bored.

She turned her head and looked into the distance, pretending that she didn't hear anything, and didn't answer.

The roommate's expression immediately became a little embarrassing, and there was a bit of annoyance in his heart, but he didn't ask any more questions, which made Lin Niannian a lot of peace.

He could feel Lu Cheng's eyes looking at him from time to time, but he didn't have any intention of responding. He knew that he was venting his anger, but he couldn't control his thoughts at all.

"Calm down, everyone," Lin Niannian told himself, and the expression on his face became even colder.

At this time in the country, the detective had spent the night staring tremblingly, but he didn't see the legendary person at all.

And the place where he is is also different from the ruins he imagined at the beginning. This is a well-decorated small villa. The only thing that reminds him of murder and arson may be this remote location.

But no matter how luxurious the decoration of the villa is, and no matter how remote the place is, the detective doesn't care at all. His only feeling is that he is useless without the Internet.

The sun had risen for a long time, and the detective stretched out his hand to press his stomach, feeling sleepy and hungry. If this was a new type of torture method, then he had to admit that it was very successful.

"President," Assistant Song yelled softly, "That person has been locked up there all night, when will you be free?"

Stretching out his hand and rubbing his forehead, Song Moran said as if he suddenly realized, "Then now."

Assistant Song froze for a moment, then hurriedly prepared everything.

The detective was lying on the sofa, drowsy with his stomach in his arms. This was the first thing Assistant Song saw after he followed Song Moran in.

Although Assistant Song didn't have anything to torture him, he didn't expect him to be so comfortable. He didn't need Song Muran to say anything, and hurried forward.

"Hey!" Assistant Song shouted angrily, "Wake up!"

Faintly hearing voices ringing in his ears, the detective turned over a little annoyed, and said vaguely, "What are you shouting for? Don't you know that thunder strikes disturb people's dreams?"

After hearing his raving clearly, the expression on Assistant Song's face suddenly became much more gloomy, and the movements of his hands became a little more vigorous. When he landed on the detective's body, he trembled involuntarily.

Impatiently, he opened his eyes completely. The detective's mind was still a little confused. Looking at Assistant Song in front of him, he thought he was still in a dream, and immediately felt a bit eager for revenge.

"You don't even give me food, what are you looking at!" Because in the dream, the detective lost a little caution in his actions, and looked daring and willful.

Song Moran watched the duel between Assistant Song and the detective expressionlessly, and the two of them laughed angrily on their gloomy faces.

"You guys are really good," Song Moran said in an inexplicable voice with a cold voice.

During such a period of time, the detective had completely woken up. Looking at the somewhat embarrassed Assistant Song in front of him, he slowly recalled what he had done, and couldn't help but shudder.

"Assistant Song," the detective shouted a little flatteringly, looking at him even more timidly, but because he was born with the wrong gender, Assistant Song was unmoved by his behavior, and turned his head away instead. He looked over.

"Can you tell me where you got the news from?" Song Moran asked in a cold voice, not wanting to watch their dramatic performance.

Until this time, the detective stood up quickly as if he had just seen Song Moran, and behaved very respectfully.

"Some people in Song's company, and some clues on the Internet," the detective acted very well-behaved, but Song Moran's expression didn't mean to melt, but became more aggressive.

"Some people in the company," Song Moran repeated this sentence lightly, laughing.

Assistant Song stood beside him with a low eyebrow, and couldn't help but shudder when he heard this. He only felt that the company would definitely undergo a huge cleanup in the future.

The detective didn't care at first, but he accidentally saw Assistant Song's reaction out of the corner of his eye, and when he rolled his eyes, he immediately understood what he was thinking.

His heart beat violently, and he never knew more clearly what the person standing in front of him represented than he was now.

He licked his dry lips involuntarily, wanted to swallow but felt his throat was dry and smoked, the detective's face was pale and pale, a bit unattractive.

As if he didn't notice the change in his expression at all, Song Moran continued to ask expressionlessly, "When did Bai Xiaofei contact you? Why did he investigate me?"

The detective glanced at Song Moran secretly, but met a pair of eyes that seemed to be made of ice and snow. There was no emotion of breaking up in them, only the coldness that could frostbite people.

He withdrew his gaze tremblingly, and responded cautiously, "I was discovered by you when I investigated you just now. Bai Xiaofei contacted me before. As for the reason, I don't know."

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for a while but did not get any response from Song Moran, the detective's heart couldn't help but lift up.