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Qin Jue smiled sincerely: "Thank you, Director Jiang."

Jiang Shuming hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Do you know Master Cheng?"

"There is a history." Qin Jue nodded.

This was a wonderful thing to say, and it was impossible to guess. Jiang Shuming's expression changed several times, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he said "I see."

Qin Jue kept smiling and did not explain. He just thanked him again and talked about other topics casually.

After the two chatted, Jiang Shuming returned to the studio to shoot, and Qin Jue collected the remaining salary from Assistant Chen. Jiang Shuming also asked Xiao Chen to send her an extra red envelope worth 20,000 payment points, which was very generous.

"Thank you, Sister Chen. I will go back tonight. Thank you for taking care of me during this time."

Qin Jue said goodbye to Assistant Chen, "I have left my notes for you seniors at the front desk of the hotel. I would like to trouble you to pass them on."

"You have good intentions, I know." Xiao Chen saw Qin Jue's appearance in the boxing ring. He was a little scared at first. After getting along with him these days, he has relaxed a lot and answered with a smile.

"Please." Qin Jue nodded.

After bidding farewell to Assistant Chen, she walked out of the gate of Shencheng Film and Television Base with her few luggage, stopping to look back on the way.

…

On the way back, Qin Jue took the high-speed train. She closed her eyes and fell asleep along the way, simulating logical behaviors in her mind.

But before she arrived, her phone rang with an incoming call.

Qin Jue stood up and walked to the connection between the carriages: "Hello."

"Is this classmate Qin Jue? We are the police."

So fast?

Qin Jue raised his eyebrows, and his voice showed just the right amount of doubt and vigilance: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"It's like this. Your father Qin Jingsheng died unexpectedly on Binshan Road yesterday. We have notified your mother. Where are you now?"

"……What?"

Qin Jue was stunned, "What are you talking about?"

"I'm sorry, I know this sounds sudden, but your father had an accident. He fell off a cliff and died while driving. His body is being transported back to Liancheng City. Your mother is on a business trip and will not arrive in Liancheng until tomorrow. We need the signature of the immediate family members. Claim the body. Where are you now?"

"I, I'm on my way back to Liancheng." Qin Jue covered the upper half of his face with his other hand, full of confusion and exhaustion, "I'm going back to Liancheng from Shencheng... No, Mr. Police, are you mistaken? I Dad, he, uh, he doesn’t go out often, that is, he hasn’t been out for a long time, let alone drive—”

"Qin, please calm down. How long does it take before you arrive in Liancheng? What is the transportation and arrival station?"

"Just, and let me see, there's still half an hour left. I'm taking the high-speed train to the North Station."

Qin Jue opened his mouth, "I..."

"My condolences. Don't panic. We will arrange for the police to pick you up at the station."

"Oh...okay, okay."

Qin Jue put down her mobile phone and saw the high-speed rail attendant pushing a sales cart past her. She was startled and quickly took two steps away.

For the next half hour, she returned to her seat, her head hanging down as she wondered what she was thinking. She sometimes fiddled with her phone and sometimes put it down, feeling restless.

When he arrived at the station, Qin Jue took his ID card and passed the checkpoint. He didn't know whether to move forward for a moment. In confusion, he was pushed by the crowd towards the exit. Sure enough, he saw two policemen, one in civilian clothes. The other one was wearing a police uniform and holding a mobile phone in his hand, with the word Qin Jue on the screen.

"I am."

Qin Jue walked over slowly. Both policemen were taller than her. She looked up, still looking confused.

"Get in the car. We'll take you back to the police station first and go through the claiming process."

"……OK."

Qin Jue lowered his head and followed them outside. On the way, someone noticed curious looks from the police uniform, and the plainclothes man smiled kindly and said, "Take the child home," to prevent passers-by from misunderstanding what Qin Jue had committed and to avoid causing an additional blow to her emotions.

A group of three people got into the car. It was an ordinary car without the logo of the police station. The plainclothes driver drove in the front. The man in police uniform sat with Qin Jue in the back seat and showed her his police ID first.

"In the end what happened?"

Qin Jue seemed to have calmed down a lot within half an hour and spoke in a low voice.

"This morning, the suburban staff discovered the wreckage of the vehicle after the explosion during inspection. After calling the police, we took some time to restore the driver's license, confirm the identity of the deceased, and contact the wife and children of the deceased based on the registration information." The police. answer.

Qin Jue put his hands on his knees and let out a muffled breath.

"Why are you surprised?" The policeman took out his voice recorder.

Qin Jue paused: "My dad, he hasn't been out for a long time."

"He... usually stays at home, drinking, looking at the computer, etc."

Qin Jue wiped his face with his palms and stood up.

"Let me tell you the truth, Mr. Police. My family's company went bankrupt a few years ago, and my father was devastated. In the past few years, my mother has been the only one working at home to support me in school and provide for the family's daily expenses. I don't think my father He suddenly drove out and had an accident, which was so... so weird."

At the end of her sentence, she looked confused, as if she thought she was telling a joke.

"Oh?" The two policemen looked at each other in the rearview mirror, and the one driving in civilian clothes asked casually: "Classmate Qin, how long has it been since your father left home? Can you tell me?"

Qin Jue was stunned and thought for a while: "I don't know, my impression is that he ordered takeout, ordered a lot of wine, and then went back to the study... It must have been several years."

The man in police uniform suddenly asked: "Why aren't you in Liancheng?"

Qin Jue's expression suddenly changed and he stopped talking.

"Classmate Qin, you also said that the death of your father Qin Jingsheng was not normal. If this was not an accident but a murder, we need to find out the truth. Please don't hide it."

"Lao Li, you are too serious. Give the family some time to accept it." The plainclothes man said with a white face, "Classmate Qin, if there is another secret behind your father's death, we will definitely get to the bottom of it. You can trust us. "

Qin Jue twitched the corner of his mouth and said after a few minutes: "Then can you promise not to tell my mother?"

"It depends on the situation." The man in police uniform said calmly.

Qin Jue lowered his head again and scratched his hair slightly irritably.

"I, I ran away from home."

The two policemen looked at each other in the rearview mirror again.

"Are you going to Shencheng to join relatives or classmates?"

"...No. This matter is a bit complicated to talk about. It..."

Qin Jue opened his mouth, feeling a little dizzy and not knowing where to start.

"It's okay, just take a rest first." The plainclothes man comforted, "We'll talk about it when we get to the police station."

Qin Jue nodded dullly and stopped talking.

The vehicle drove all the way to the police station in the area where Qin Jue lived. She followed the two of them out of the car and entered the door. She heard another policeman in the duty room say:

"The deceased has been brought."

The man in plain clothes raised his hand and pressed Qin Jue's shoulder, and said warmly: "Brother, will I accompany you?"

Qin Jue clenched his fists and nodded.

She saw Qin Jingsheng's body through the glass. To be honest, it was much prettier than she had ever seen.

The body of the corpse was covered with white cloth, only the injured face was exposed. The blood stains had been treated, and although the expression looked ferocious, it was not particularly scary.

Qin Jue never thought about how she would feel when she saw Qin Jingsheng die. She had killed too many people, and Qin Jingsheng was just an insignificant one.

She knew that the plainclothes policeman was secretly studying her expression, but she had already planned it, so she still watched quietly with no expression on her face, and her eyes were full of complexity.

"That's it."

Qin Jue looked at it for a while and said softly.

The plainclothes patted her comfortingly: "Come on, let's go back to the interrogation room."

There were two police officers in the interrogation room. One was Lao Li, who was wearing a police uniform before, and the other was a female police officer with a very friendly appearance.

After Qin Jue answered a few basic questions, Lao Li asked:

"Classmate Qin, there is one thing I want to ask you. How was your relationship with the deceased?"

Qin Jue seemed to calm down completely after seeing the body. She closed her eyes and looked up into Officer Li's eyes:

"We have a normal relationship."

"The relationship was average. Is that why you didn't feel too sad when you looked at your biological father's body?"

Qin Jue nodded silently.

Officer Li glanced at the female police officer, and she asked, "Classmate Qin, where were you on August 24, the day the deceased died?"

"In Shencheng."

"What's the specific reason?"

"Filming."

The two policemen were a little surprised at the same time.

"Are you an art student? An actor?" the policewoman asked.

Qin Jue reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, leaned forward and his voice became softer:

"No. It's a bit complicated, but I signed a contract and there's a confidentiality agreement... I can describe it to you as best I can."

"Okay, please speak slowly."

Qin Jue made eye contact with the two policemen one after another.

"What happened was, it was my birthday on August 19th, but I...had some conflicts with my dad, so I ran out of the house. Then, I met a director who was looking for actors, and he thought I was very similar to the character in the movie, so I was asked to make a guest appearance. I was angry with my dad at the time, so I agreed without thinking too much, got in the director's car and went to Shencheng."

This experience was really unusual, and Officer Li frowned.

"You have to provide evidence."

Qin Jue also frowned slightly: "I can't affect the crew because of my own affairs."

"Don't worry." The female police officer eased the stalemate, "Classmate Qin, think about it, do you have any photos or videos that can confirm what you said? Then show it to your sister. I will keep it secret."

Qin Jue thought about it for a long time: "Okay, but please don't tell the media. I can't cause trouble to Director Jiang."

She took out her phone, clicked on the official V-blog of the crew, found the one where Aite had asked her, and handed the phone to the policewoman.

"It's me in the behind-the-scenes and photos. The V-blog account is my stage name."

The policewoman enlarged the photo, clicked on the video slider and looked at it carefully, and nodded to Officer Li.

"Okay, then you will stay in Shencheng from the 19th?"

"No." Qin Jue was very honest, "I arrived in Shencheng in the early morning of the 20th. After a half-day trial shooting, I had to formally sign the contract, but I lost my ID card, so I asked for leave from the director and came back to get a replacement ID card. "

She opened the text message using the QR code for temporary identification and showed it to them: "Temporary code used both ways."

Officer Li noted down the time he took the high-speed rail twice and asked, "Where can I go to get a replacement ID card?"

Qin Jue mentioned the police station closest to his home.

"You were so close to home at that time and didn't go back to take a look?" Officer Li suddenly asked.

Thanks to [IU Zhien-chan Night Sky Sora Blank] for the recommendation (bow

It’s so fun to dig up foreshadowings and foreshadowings, and today I will implement the principle of not writing useless plots to the end.