Dancing Night

After eating, Xiaobei, Lanming and Bailou followed Jing Yaofeng to the scene.

Hissel originally had a foreign language class to attend, but felt that this incident was weird, so he followed suit.

The murder happened in a square this time, and it was also a young couple. The boy bought a pink balloon for the girl, but the girl didn't like it. The boy strangled the girl to death with the rope of the balloon.

The police officers present all felt that the matter was unbelievable. This boy must be so cruel and impulsive to do such a thing.

When Xiaobei and the others saw the boy, they couldn't imagine anything.This boy is very thin, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and wearing glasses in a gentle manner.

The boy's parents and school teachers also came. According to them, the boy usually has a mild temper and excellent academic performance. It is really unimaginable that he would do such a thing.

Lan Ming glanced at it from a distance, raised his eyebrows, "With his physique, whether he can strangle a rabbit is a problem."

"Hmm..." Hissel squatted aside and looked at the girl's body, Xiaobei also came to look at it, and looked away after a glance, he didn't like to look at the dead man's lifeless eyes.

"Murdered..." Sissel squatted beside the dead body and watched, "It feels weird."

"Why?" Xiaobei was just an ordinary dancer after all, and he didn't have much research on corpses.

"Look, this woman didn't struggle at all." Heesel said, pointing to the girl's neck. "There are only strangle marks and no scars on it. Think about it, human beings are strangled, let alone murdered, even if they commit suicide, they will struggle to some extent. This is instinct."

"Yeah..." Xiaobei frowned slightly and thought about it, "It's really suspicious!"

"That's right." At this time, Jing Yaofeng and Lan Ming also came over.

Jing Yaofeng squatted down, held up the hand of the female deceased, and said, "Look at her nails are so clean, there is no trace of struggle at all."

"Why do his nails grow so many flowers?" Hissel asked puzzledly, pointing at his nails.

"This is an art piece." Xiaobei Road, "Many places have made it. The shorter one is used by girls for decoration, and the longer one is used by most dancers when they dance, such as peacock dance. The kind of dance where the hands are shown is the longest."

"It's so pretty." Sissel touched his chin, "Did it stick on with glue?"

"Maybe." Xiaobei said, "Go back and ask Ming Yu and Xiao Ai, they must know."

"But I haven't seen them use it."

"Because there are children at home, and Xiao Ai is pregnant." Bailou smiled and walked over, "Most of the nail polish and nail polish remover contain benzene, which is not good for children. During the development period, Xiao Ai is still pregnant, so naturally it cannot be used."

Jing Yaofeng frowned slightly, "By the way...the previous deceased or the girls involved in the case also seemed to have their nails done."

"Really?" Xiaobei was surprised, did the girl with nails have an accident?

Jing Yaofeng had someone bring photos of all the people involved in the case before, and compared the existing photos one by one, and found that, as expected, those girls had done different nails.

"Could it be just a coincidence?" Xiaobei asked, "Nowadays it's common for girls to do their nails."

"Um……"

Everyone looked at each other. Although it may indeed be a coincidence, frankly speaking, it is still suspicious.

"I'll ask someone to investigate where their nails were done." Jing Yaofeng said, and went to the side to find other police officers to order.

……

Afterwards, some onlookers and news media came to the scene. Xiaobei wanted to visit the theater troupe, so he left with Lan Ming and others.

Compared with this bizarre murder case, the weird dream and the rehearsal of the new play made Xiaobei more worried.

As usual, Lan Ming sent him there.

"Are you really not busy? I can go alone." Xiaobei said to Lan Ming who was closely following him.

"No, your illness is just right, what if you feel unwell again." Lan Ming still took care of Xiaobei carefully.

They walk through the front door without seeing anyone practicing at the front desk.

Xiaobei was a little puzzled, the new drama is coming soon, why haven't you practiced yet?This time the show will be on tour, and Lao Yang has high expectations.

Walking to the back full of suspicion, I saw everyone gathered in the locker room.

Xiaobei frowned, because everyone in the locker room had gloomy faces, chatting, and some of them were still smoking...the room was filled with smoke.

Lan Ming raised his eyebrows—oh, what's going on?

Lan Ming has always hated people smoking. In addition, smoking is harmful to the body. For a professional dancer, it is undoubtedly shortening the life of his performance.

"Ah, Beibei?!"

A few of them who sat facing the gate saw Xiaobei, and quickly put out their cigarettes, and the others also put out their cigarettes, and got up to open the windows.

"Beibei, are you okay? We all heard that you are sick." Several girls greeted Xiaobei awkwardly.

"I'm fine..." Xiaobei saw that they all looked depressed, and realized that something might have happened, so he asked, "Where's Lao Yang?"

Everyone looked at each other and bowed their heads in silence.

"What happened?" Xiaobei was puzzled, but Feng Xiaoyu was not there.

Xiaobei is the pillar of the theater troupe, so of course Lao Yang would not casually share the news of his serious illness.On the one hand, Xiaoyu has to take care of Xiaobei, on the other hand, his mouth is not firm, and it is easy to be tricked out by others, so he also asked for leave to stay at home for training.So much so that Xiaobei didn't even want to find someone to ask, but when he saw several people all acting like the sky was falling apart, Xiaobei became anxious, "What happened?!"

"Xiaobei, don't get excited, we didn't tell you because we knew you were sick." One of the actors whispered, "Old Yang has an accident."

Xiaobei only felt his head buzzing, he and Xiaoyu both had deep feelings for Lao Yang, "What's wrong with him?"

"He was taken away by the police who said he was suspected of commercial fraud."

Although surprised after hearing this, Xiaobei was inexplicably relieved, at least it wasn't something unreliable like a car accident or natural disaster.

"How did this happen?" Xiaobei sat down to understand the details, "We don't have many commercial performances, could we have made a mistake?"

"No, Beibei, it's what Lao Yang did when he was young, not now." Several team members were frustrated, "I heard that it was because the guy who partnered with him at the beginning cheated an investor of his money I ran away, but I haven’t found anyone, and now they want Lao Yang to be responsible, and the amount of money involved is huge.”

"Yes, yes, I heard that the maximum sentence can be ten years in prison."

Xiaobei was startled, "That's someone cheating money, what does it have to do with Lao Yang."

"Useless Bei Bei." A female dancer sighed, "I have consulted with my friend who is a lawyer, because Lao Yang mistrusted his friend back then, and all the contract documents only had Lao Yang's signature on it, and almost all of them came forward. Lao Yang, so I have to let him bear it. And, even if that villain appears in S City now, he can get away with it completely, and Lao Yang will be miserable."

"Which company is it?" Xiaobei asked, "Why is there such a stalemate? If we make up the money, can we make them withdraw the lawsuit?"

Several people looked at each other again, hesitating to speak.

"Say it." Xiaobei was in a hurry, hesitating no matter what.

"Lao Yang didn't let us talk about it." Everyone laughed a few times, got up, picked up their clothes and went out, "Beibei, see you next time..."

"That's right, go and see Lao Yang when you have time..."

A group of young actors rushed away, as if afraid of being caught by Xiaobei.

"Why is this!" Xiaobei was dissatisfied.

"If you want to know, it's not very difficult." Lan Ming blinked at Xiaobei, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. After a while, he came with the theater manager who was begging for mercy.

"Oh, Xiaobei, help!" The theater manager frightened Lan Ming, and hurriedly asked Xiaobei for help.

Lan Ming pushed him against the wall next to Xiaobei, bumping the manager into a mess.

Xiaobei glared at Lan Ming—why are you so rough and white? !

Lan Ming shrugged, stood aside and waited.

"Manager, are you okay?" Xiaobei asked him.

"No..." The manager looked back at Lan Ming tremblingly, and asked Xiaobei, "Xiaobei, what's the matter?"

"I want to ask about Lao Yang..."

"Old Yang?!" Before Xiaobei finished speaking, the manager yelled, "Oh, he killed me!"

"What?" Xiaobei was puzzled.

"When he came to me, he didn't say that he had a criminal record. This time he signed a long-term contract with me. If he is convicted of the crime, not only will he be sentenced, but the theater will also pay for it, as you know. Is this theater owned by Feng’s company? I’m just a contractor. Now, I’m the only one who pays the money. It’s several million. Lao Yang will go to jail together."

The manager babbled a lot, and Xiaobei patted him, "Oh, manager, is there any room for repayment? Also, who does Lao Yang owe money to?"

"Uh……"

When Xiaobei asked what he said, the manager was stunned, and turned to look at Xiaobei, "Yes, Beibei, you can save Lao Yang!"

"Me?" Xiaobei didn't quite understand.

"Really!" The manager leaned closer and asked Xiaobei, "Beibei, do you still remember that someone asked you to make a movie before, that boss Yao?"

Xiaobei shook his head, "I don't know anymore, I don't make movies or commercials."

"Oh, I know, you don't accept any private business performances other than dancing, so Lao Yang will help you reject it." The manager straightened his collar and said seriously, "Beibei, be a human being, put It’s better to open a little bit. In fact, what’s wrong with making a movie, don’t you think? Your popularity will increase, and dance dramas will sell more. When the time comes, the theater’s income will increase, and your own income will increase. ah."

Xiaobei frowned slightly, and looked at the manager, "Is that boss Yao related to what happened to Lao Yang back then?"

"...As far as I know, that incident back then had something to do with his company. To be honest, Beibei, how do you look at it this time, they have made it clear to Lao Yang, don't say it, a few days ago Lao Yang just turned down his invitation to film with you, maybe other people's ulterior motives are not drinking!"

Xiaobei nodded lightly after hearing this. Could it be that Lao Yang offended someone because he rejected the performance?

"Beibei." The manager took another step closer, "I am someone who has been here. You know, the one who knows the current affairs is the best in this world! Hello, I, and everyone's good things, why don't you think about it..."

Lan Ming heard it from the side, his face changed slightly, he squinted his eyes to look at the manager, wondering if he should be trampled to the ground?

"What do you mean hello, hello everyone?!" Xiaobei turned his eyes and looked at the manager seriously, "I'm just a dancer, not a movie star. Every profession in this world has the same rules and accumulation. I just like dancing. I only like folk dances, acting will affect my dance practice, and I dance not just to make more money. I will find a way to save Lao Yang, but your way is not good at all."

"Hehe..." The manager thought to himself, no wonder Mr. Yang warned him not to persuade Xiaobei to act... See if his temper has come up.

"Okay, okay." The manager quickly waved his hand, "Well, just listen to what I said, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, don't be serious, I'm leaving... It would be best if you can save Lao Yang." After finishing speaking , Smiling and quickly slipped away.

The manager left, and only Xiaobei and Lanming were left in the huge corridor.

The big bag Xiaobei was carrying moved, and Gurui got his head out, "Googoo."

Xiaobei looked down and saw Gurui waving his small fists to talk to him, and reached out to touch his cheek, "It's okay, Gurui, I'm not angry."

Gurui nodded in satisfaction, and rubbed Xiaobei's hand.

"Which Boss Yao?" Lan Ming asked Xiaobei.

Xiaobei shrugged, "I really don't have the slightest impression, these things are usually pushed away by Lao Yang for me."

"Maybe he really doesn't want to drink." Lan Ming said, and pulled Xiaobei, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Back to EX."

"I want to go to the detention center to see Lao Yang."

"I'll go back later, go back to EX first." Lan Ming bowed his head to Xiaobei Road, "Let's discuss it with Xiao Hua and Ming Yu, they may have a solution."

……

"what?!"

Xiaobei returned to EX, and told everyone the whole story, Feng Mingyu was furious, "That bastard Yao Zhengcheng!"

"Sister, do you know each other?" Feng Xiaoyu asked, "Is he difficult to get along with? Can we return the money to him and let him let Lao Yang go?"

"That kid has a lot of money, how could he release someone for money." Feng Mingyu crossed his legs and said dissatisfiedly, "Beibei, he must be after you, don't talk to him, he's a bastard!"

"But Lao Yang can't go to jail." Xiaobei looked up at Xiao Hua, "There is no way."

Xiao Hua frowned, "If the evidence is convincing in all aspects, the only way is for Yao Zhengcheng to let go, otherwise, even the best lawyer, Lao Yang's lawsuit will be settled."

"Yao Zhengcheng."

The knife prisoner put down the document in his hand and thought for a while, "This person may not be easy to deal with."

"You know him too?" Xiao Beixin said, why do you know him?Is this person famous?

"I met him once at a charity dinner." Dao Prison frowned and said, "I don't know how he is, but he is surrounded by... non-human protection!"

"Non-human?" Qi Liao raised his eyebrows, "Same as us?"

"Well, I took a rough look, there are blood races and demon races,"

"This kid is only human?" Lan Ming asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." The knife prisoner nodded.

"That's weird." Lan Ming rubbed his chin, "The blood race and the demon race are not very easy to control, and besides, it is impossible for a demon to sacrifice their lives for money... Then why should we protect that Where is Yao Zhengcheng?"

Xiao Hua thought for a while, reached out to pick up the phone, and dialed a number. After a while, the phone was connected. He said he was looking for the chairman of the other party, Yao Zhengcheng, and reported his family name.

After a while, the call seemed to be transferred to Yao Zhengcheng. Xiao Hua stated his intention again, wanting to pay Lao Yang's arrears, let him withdraw the lawsuit, or what price he wants, it is easy to discuss.

However, the change of expression on Xiao Hua's face made everyone who couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone line realize that the other party refused.

Sure enough, Xiao Hua put down the receiver and said to Xiaobei, "He said he wanted to treat you to dinner...everything is negotiable."

"Sure enough!" Feng Mingyu was dissatisfied, "He must have taken a fancy to Bei Bei, I knew this guy was that kind of cheap attack the first time I saw him!"

Xiaobei thought about it, looked at Lan Ming, "I want to meet him."

Lan Ming knew that he would make such a decision in the end, sighed helplessly, supported the back of the chair behind Xiaobei with one hand, and said in a low voice, "If you must go...Of course I can't stop it, but what, I'm going too, and I don't rule out crushing him to death if he doesn't like it."