Countdown [entertainment]

Star Phoenix Entertainment.

Conference room on the third floor.

"--What??!!"

Gu Yiyang opened his mouth in disbelief, staring at the two policemen in front of him, so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Chu Yujing has already opened the chair, lifted the lid of the laptop and started typing: "Anyway, before this matter is exposed on the Internet, we must first do a good job in public relations, so as to completely eliminate the suspicion of Yin Qing in the hearts of the masses."

It has to be said that Chu Yujing's professional ability is really terrifying. In this kind of atmosphere, the first thing that comes to mind is to protect Yin Qing's reputation. After all, for a public figure, proper exposure even if it is black material is enough. , But once it involves criminal cases such as human life, it will be fatal to your career.

"I don't believe it..." Yin Qing's assistant Gu Yiyang murmured, she didn't know whether it was the death of the actress or the two words she left before her death that made her trance.

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, and I don't believe it either. It is absolutely impossible for Yin Qing to kill someone, unless he is possessed by a ghost." Chu Yujing said in a bad temper: "The most important thing is whether the fans believe it or not, no matter whether there are paparazzi reporters or not. We found out that there are policemen coming to Xinghuang Entertainment, Yin Qing going out with them will definitely be photographed, and this news will soon blow up the Internet."

He glanced at the policeman, and said while typing: "Let Yin Qing go to accept the investigation with others first, and you should inform Mr. Yin immediately, so that the entire public relations department can be put into operation for me immediately."

Gu Yiyang was still in a daze, his body had reacted faster than his brain and rushed out of the meeting room.

Chu Yujing couldn't hold it back, and with a sullen face, he swears: "Fuck!"

"What's wrong?" A lazy voice came out.

Yin Qing had practiced dancing all morning, and just after taking a shower, she came out of the dressing room at the back. She didn't have time to blow dry her hair, a few strands of her hair were wet and stuck to her forehead, and there were still water droplets falling on the side of her face. The oversized T-shirt was worn loose On the body, skinny jeans framed the slender legs.

However, no one was in the mood to appreciate the scenery at the moment, and a policeman greeted him: "Is it Yin Qing? There is a murder case involving you, please come with us to the police station."

"Murder case?" Yin Qing frowned slightly: "Be clear."

The policeman was obviously dissatisfied with his attitude, but he had heard of Young Master Yin's name a little bit, and there was nothing to hide, so he said, "Tang Xinqing was found dead in Ji Haoran's villa, suspected of murder, and there was a piece of paper next to her wine glass. The note was identified by comparison as her own handwriting."

"What's on the note?"

"your name."

The window was not closed, and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in, the curtains were rolled up, swaying with teeth and claws, and reflected with the dry branches outside the window.

Yin Qing's body was not completely dried, and the breeze swept past, unexpectedly there was still a trace of coldness spreading.

"Mr. Jiu, this way."

"Mr. Jiu, Jiu..." Ying Zhi raised his hand and waved it in front of Jiu Mu's eyes.

Jiumu suddenly recovered and glanced at him.

Then he said, "Sorry."

Yingzhi was startled suddenly, Jiumu's gaze was still calm and indifferent, it could even be said that there was no emotion, but deep down, it seemed that something had collapsed.

He is no longer on the sidelines.

Jiumu walked in towards an open door, and Yingzhi hurriedly followed.

"Name." A female police officer in charge of the investigation asked.

"Jumu."

"Jiu..." The female policeman repeated while recording. Suddenly, she paused and raised her head: "Officer Ying, please inform Captain Cao. He said that two people want to investigate in person."

"Hey." Ying Zhi hurried out of the room.

Soon, the captain of the police force who had persuaded Xiaoxiao just now came in, followed by a large number of policemen. The small room was filled with people, and immediately seemed crowded and a little depressed.

The policewoman immediately gave up her position to Cao Kun.

Cao Kun glanced at the policeman who was taking notes next to him: "I'll ask, you take notes."

"Where were you between twelve and two yesterday? What were you doing?"

Jiumu: "Room, sleep."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"No."

"Did you see Tang Xinqing again after you went back to the house last night?"

"I have seen."

"Where did you meet? About when? What did you say? Is there anyone around?"

"Outside my door. Around eleven twenty. She wanted me to have a drink with her but I declined. No one else was around."

Yingzhi felt that Jiumu was like a marionette. Cao Kun asked a question and he answered a question. He originally talked less, and now he is even more unwilling to say a few more words.

"Twenty eleven. Why do I remember it so accurately?"

Jiumu's eyes suddenly darkened: "I was on the phone with a friend at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have rejected her. The phone records can be found."

"Who are you calling?"

Yingzhi has been watching Jiumu behind Cao Kun. He found that after Cao Kun asked this question, Jiumu's distracted eyes disappeared and he returned to his previous normal state.

Could it be a girlfriend?Or ambiguous girls.Should be sent to the secret channel.

Jiumu is completely back to his senses now, and after hearing this question, his expression showed a bit of embarrassment: "Do I have to say this?"

"You don't have to say it, but we will definitely find out." Cao Kun still said so, but the flash of scrutiny in his eyes let Jiu Mu know that what he said was just pretending, and I advise you to be sensible and speak quickly.

So he weighed the pros and cons, and said, "Li Jisu."

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly changed, and the female police officer who took the transcript exclaimed, "Li Jisu?!"

Jiu Mu had already guessed that the policemen would react in this way, and while feeling helpless in his heart, he also greeted Li Jisu well.

Li Jisu is not a bad person, but he is by no means a good person. He has never done murder or arson, and he can do whatever he wants in a gray area against the edge of the law.

It can be said that he is the most gnashing of teeth in the entire Jiangyi police, but there is no one who can do nothing about him.

With his guarantee, his suspicion will definitely be even greater.

Maybe now, in the eyes of a room full of policemen, I can already go to court.

Jiumu: "..."

Nice.

"You know him very well?" Cao Kun's eyes were burning.

Jiumu thought for a moment, then said truthfully, "Yes."

Jiumu felt the temperature of the whole room drop.

ok, the murder is real.

Li Jisu, who was negotiating a deal in a big company far away, sneezed inexplicably.

After Cao Kun was silent, he asked, "Wait a minute, you just said that Tang Xinqing asked you to drink, and you know her very well?"

Jiumu: "Yes."

"Can you tell me what kind of Tang Xinqing you know?"

What is it like?

At first sight, I was amazed.

It was on the set of "Entering the Battle", she prefers red clothes, has a delicate face, beautiful big eyes that look bright, and her gestures are full of endless amorous feelings.

She is not arrogant, and sometimes she is as eccentric as a little girl. Jiumu always thinks what kind of childhood can create a girl who is so innocent as if she has never been hurt at all.

Anyway, I never had it.

Over the years, Tang Xinqing has only shown negative emotions in front of Jiumu once.

By chance during the filming of "Entering the Battle", Jiumu saw Tang Xinqing crying alone in a corner, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, and the inextricable despair between her brows.

Someone from the film crew came to find Tang Xinqing, but Jiumu dismissed her. Tang Xinqing knew that Jiumu had seen this side of her, but the two never mentioned it. It seemed to be a tacit secret between each other.

After that day, Tang Xinqing was still the lively and cheerful girl. Her extremely gorgeous face and superb acting skills made her firmly seated as the actress, and she also began to pester Jiumu. Compared with the vague feelings, it was more like a rare confidant.

Jiumu still felt that even if she was adopted from an orphanage, she was very young and didn't have much memory at that time. Tang Xinqing's life after that must have never encountered the slightest haze.

It's just that once the sky falls and the earth shatters.

It still feels unreal.

Seeing that Jiumu was lost in thought, Cao Kun was not in a hurry to interrupt him, and the whole room was silent.

After a long time, Jiumu said softly, "Can you tell me...how did she die?"

Cao Kun raised his head and looked at someone, and after thinking for a while, he said, "She died of poisoning, and potassium cyanide was found in the red wine glass on her bedside table."

Potassium cyanide is a highly toxic chemical with the chemical formula KCN, which can be quickly dissolved in water, and 50-100 mg taken orally can cause sudden death.

Jiumu's voice became unbelievable: "So someone poisoned you?"

Before Cao Kun could speak, he said again: "But she took the wine glass in by herself. Did someone enter her room afterwards..."

Cao Kun took a pen and wandered around in his hand: "The poisoning time was almost after she saw you, and we adjusted the surveillance and didn't see anyone entering her room after that."

"And there is no potassium cyanide residue in any other place in the room. If it was suicide, she poured potassium cyanide into red wine and then went to dispose of the original container of potassium cyanide. It's completely unnecessary for people."

"Impossible." There was a trace of excitement in Jiumu's voice, but he quickly suppressed it.

"I'm sorry." Jiumu took a deep breath: "I have known Tang Xinqing for many years, and I can say that she must not have committed suicide."

"Well." Cao Kun flipped through the file in his hand: "Our initial deduction is not suicide. But in this case, there are two new possibilities."

He stretched out a finger: "First, the red wine was not poisoned by others, and the deceased did not commit suicide, so this glass of poisoned wine can only be for you."

"So I asked you if you are familiar with her, and have you ever had any grievances?"

Jiumu shook his head: "No."

"Since she was murdering you, it is impossible for her to drink the glass of wine with potassium cyanide in it by herself, so the possibility is basically zero."

Cao Kun stretched out his middle finger again: "Second, you made the cyanide and potassium oxide."

All eyes fell on Jiumu.

"The camera is too far away to see the specific situation at the time, but you and her talked for about 5 minutes outside the door, enough time for poisoning."

Jiumu calmly said: "This is the task of your police."

Cao Kun looked up at him: "Yes."

They have indeed begun to investigate the recent purchase and visit records of Jiumu, including his agent assistant. Potassium cyanide is impossible to buy through ordinary channels such as chemical research laboratories, ore extraction industries, etc. It must also go through layers of approval before it can be obtained.

"It's all right now, and I'll come back to you if I need it later," Cao Kun said.

There was a slight hesitation in the movement of Jiumu getting up.

Cao Kun then asked, "Is there anything else?"

"I can..." Jiumu pursed his lower lip: "Can you see her?"

Ying Zhi took him to the forensic examination room, and the body was still being dissected just after it was brought back, so he was not sent to the morgue immediately.

Tang Xin was lying flat on the bed, still dressed in yesterday's clothes. The bright red dress was covered with snow-white sheets, like manjusawa, red as blood.

She was also covered with a white sheet, which wasn't completely covered, and half of a slender arm was exposed on the side of the bed.

Yesterday, his skin was still fat and fat, and he would hold up his friends to chat and laugh happily from time to time, but at this moment, blackness appeared from his fingertips.

Jiumu closed the door and approached slowly, her eyes were full of large dark red spots on her right shoulder.

That's a corpse spot.

Poison never shows mercy, Tang Xin's bright red lips have been severely eroded, reddish-brown dead spots appear on her face, and there are blood spots on her eyelids, and she can no longer see her formerly perfect face.

Only the rose on the chest is still blooming enthusiastically.

"You love beauty so much..."

Jiumu suddenly choked up his throat.

He raised his head and looked at the glowing cold light on the ceiling, took a deep breath of the dead air that was rarely breathed out by human lungs, lowered his eyes, and gently covered Tang Xinqing's face with the quilt.

"Just show me the ugliest side. You still have to be pretty in the eyes of others."

"sleep well."

Jiumu also tucked up the exposed part of her arm with the quilt, turned around and responded to the waiting man with a dull gaze, "Let's go."

When passing by the room just now, Yang Lei came out suddenly, and said to Jiu Mu: "Captain Cao still has something to ask you, please come in again."

Jiumu nodded.

There is one more person in the room.

Seeing Jiumu walk in, Yin Qing rolled her eyes at him.

Jiumu glanced at him, then turned to Cao Kun: "Officer Cao, what's the matter?"

Cao Kun took the on-site photo handed over by the assistant next to him, flipped to the second one, and said casually: "I forgot to ask just now, based on what you know about Tang Xinqing, she pressed a glass of wine under the glass of cyanide potassium. A note with a person's name written on it, what will happen?"

Jiu Mu was taken aback.

When Tang Xinqing asked him for a drink, the somewhat abnormal emotions suddenly flooded into her mind, Jiumu blamed herself a little, why did she forget this key point, could it be that she had foreseen something at that time.

A trace of coldness flashed in Jiumu's eyes, and he said, "I suddenly remembered that Tang Xinqing was in a strange mood when she came to me, and she might even know something."

The mood is wrong.

When Cao Kun heard these four words, he rewrote them on the paper, his eyes sinking slightly.

"...She is very smart. If it is her handwriting, it is most likely the murderer."

Yin Qing slowly raised her head.

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