The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Song Zhixia who was sitting across from Chu Jing also opened the script.

Your name is Le Yao. You grew up in the countryside and came to a big city after graduation. You fell in love with Li Jiamu at first sight. Fortunately, he also had a good impression of you. You two got together soon.

But the good times don't last long, the situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Li Jiamu showed his true face as a scumbag, stepped on many boats, and ignored you after sleeping with you.

……

This script is a bit interesting, Song Zhixia has never acted in this kind of bitter lover, he looked up and looked around to find out who Li Jiamu is.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw a sign erected in front of Chu Jing on the opposite side, and the words Li Jiamu were clearly written.

Song Zhixia: .

I want to change the persona.

But since they have all come here, and since he and Chu Jing pretended not to know each other since they were in front of the old lady, it is really unnecessary to go to war because of a small script right now.

Chu Jing was not qualified yet.

Just try to be as calm as possible.

After everyone finished reading the script, the host played a piece of scary music on his mobile phone, and said in a very powerful voice: "Since everyone has finished reading, please start the first round of alibi, and the detective will pay attention to you." Every move you make, please speak seriously~"

Lin Chenggu is the detective of this round. He cleared his throat: "I am a supermarket owner. The deceased often came to my store to buy things. On the night of the incident, I did business all night, and I have surveillance video to testify."

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of "I'm staring at you", asking the next person to speak.

It was Chu Jing's turn next.

The background sound of resentment makes people feel cold behind, full of sense of substitution.

Chu Jing was the only exception. Perhaps he was used to sitting at the conference table. Even if he was wearing a simple shirt and sitting at the table, he gave off a serious and serious feeling, and his painting style was incompatible with the theme.

It always makes people feel that what he holds in his hand is not a personal script, but an investment project worth hundreds of millions.

Fingers resting on the edge of the script, the voice is steady: "I know the deceased, but I'm not familiar with her. On the night of the incident, I had a fight with my girlfriend, so I didn't go anywhere. I coaxed her all night."

There's nothing wrong with this statement.

Lin Chenggu picked up the valuable information he heard and asked: "Who is your girlfriend?"

There were only two female identities present, one was Song Zhixia's Le Yao, and the other was Qing Ping, a female high school student.

Chu Jing said lightly, "Le Yao."

"Li Jiamu did come to look for me, but he left at eleven o'clock." Song Zhixia stepped into the role and entered the play very quickly, "I don't know where he went."

Chu Jing looked at Song Zhixia for a while: "Because I don't remember your birthday, why are you still angry?"

Song Zhixia: ...

Lin Chenggu, who originally thought he had grasped the doubts:?

This hand abuses the dog, have you learned? ?

Song Zhixia wanted to refute, but Chu Jing said so, no matter what he refuted, he seemed to be angry, but he was suspected of flirting.

He couldn't contain the impulse, no matter who the murderer was, he wanted to throw Chu Jing out first.

The remaining three people also quickly finished the first round of speeches.

"I went out to drink with my brother, and fell asleep when I got home. It was about ten o'clock in the evening when I got home."

"I'm his neighbor, and I can testify that I was doing my homework at home until early in the morning. He did come home very late, and I saw it from the window."

"I lived closest to the deceased's house. On the night of the incident, not long after I came home from my study next night, I suddenly heard a loud noise. When I went out again, I saw the deceased's mother walking out. She said nothing happened. The cooking pot at home accidentally dropped. "

After the speaking session, the search for evidence can begin.

There were six people in total, that is, six rooms, and each person could choose the two rooms to search. Song Zhixia chose the two people he thought were the most suspicious to search.

He was the last one to search for evidence. As soon as he returned to the table after the search, Chu Jing put the found evidence on the table and asked, "Is this exercise book yours?"

He asked Nan Zhi, a high school student, who was also the one who said he was doing his homework, and he nodded, "Yes."

"Did you finish your homework on the night of the incident?"

The man replied: "It's finished."

Chu Jing took out another post-it note, on which homework was densely written: "Then what is this?"

For the homework recorded on the post-it, the exercise booklet is written to 56 pages, but this exercise book only writes to 54 pages.

That person got stuck and was looking for an opportunity to refute, Chu Jing then nailed him to death with one sentence: "Just now I specifically checked the location of the two of you rooms, your house and his house live on the same floor facing each other, you The windows face south."

Chu Jing said lightly: "Then how did you see the people coming home from the north at night?"

That person: ...

This round of script killing was over before it even started.

Lin Chenggu had just entered the role, and he was gone before he was addicted. He opened his mouth, and all his emotions turned into a question from the bottom of his heart: "Is this the first time you play script killing?"

Lin Chenggu looked at the posture and wanted to play all night, but Song Zhixia couldn't. He still had a show the next day, so he had to leave early.

Lin Chenggu was a little drunk and told Song Zhixia that he would send him off. Song Zhixia, who hadn't even touched a drop, felt that the person who needed more care was himself, so he didn't let him send him off.

Not long after Song Zhixia left, Chu Jing also found an excuse to come out.

He put on his mask and sunglasses, and walked out of the office building. This place is very remote, and there are few cars on the road.

Song Zhixia had called the driver to pick him up in advance, so he just had to wait.

Standing a few steps behind him, Chu Jing suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

But in just a few months, his state of mind has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He said softly, "Song Zhixia."

Song Zhixia tilted his head when he heard the words, and when he saw that it was Chu Jing, he felt a little complicated.

Although he always wanted to draw a clear line with him, but now that he went to the old lady's place to pretend to be his grandson, Chu Jing bumped into him, and wondered if he would expose it.

After such a toss, he and Chu Jing couldn't figure it out.

The evening breeze was blowing slightly, and the weather in early spring had a large temperature difference between day and night, and the trees not far away were all hidden in darkness.

Song Zhixia's clothes were lifted by the wind, making him tall and tall, and he asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Chu Jing wanted to say something, but looking at that expressionless face, those words were swallowed back.

He stepped forward and stopped in front of Song Zhixia. He took out something from his pocket and handed it to him.

That hand was slender and beautiful, with well-defined joints, and the palm was covered with a thin layer of calluses. It was trained in the gym for a long time, and it felt very powerful.

In the palm of his hand, lay a white ointment quietly.

Song Zhixia looked down at the eye ointment, a little puzzled:?

Chu Jing stuffed it into his hand: "There is something wrong with the hot spring you soaked in. Fortunately, you haven't soaked for a long time. This ointment can relieve the itchy skin."

In fact, he came here today not only to find an opportunity to get closer to Song Zhixia, but also for this reason.

Song Zhixia sensed something was wrong, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "How do you know there is a problem with the hot spring?"

"I gave you a note, Chu Qingrong is not a good person," Chu Jing withdrew his hand, "You have to be careful with him."

Song Zhixia remembered that it was the day Chu Jing poured water for him, because he refused to talk to Chu Jing further, so he gave the note.

But then he put it in his pocket again, disappeared, and was probably smashed by the washing machine.

He whispered, polite and distant: "Thank you for reminding me."

The street lamps are a little far away, and there is a hazy scene. The young man is wearing a beige coat, with a clear outline, and light blue eyes that are as bright as stars. No matter where he puts it, he will be attracted involuntarily at first sight.

Chu Jing couldn't figure out why he had been so blind all these years, facing such treasures like a shoestring.

He suddenly said, "Song Zhixia, let's talk about business. I do regret what I did in the past, but there is no medicine for regret in this world."

Song Zhixia looked at him indifferently, not interested in everything he said.

"Chu Qingrong and Chu Rou are not good people. If you stay in the entertainment industry for a long time in the future, you will inevitably have some intrigues and schemes by the city government." Chu Jing laughed at himself. He fell silent and stared at Song Zhixia seriously. .

This is the only person he fell in love with at first sight, the only person who has moved his heart for more than 20 years.

It is also a treasure that he has never cherished before, and now he regrets it, but has already missed it.

The empty road, the towering office buildings, and the shadows of the trees on the side of the road all seem to be still.

At this moment, Chu Jing was willing to sink into the dust and let go of the incomparable pride and self-esteem of the past few years.

He said slowly: "Do you want to try to use me? No matter what bad things happen to you, you can use me as a tool. No matter when and where, as long as you ask, I will be there for you."

Chu Jing didn't want what happened to Chu Qingrong to happen for the third time. The first time he was not by Song Zhixia's side, the second time he caught up with him.

If there is a third time, what about the fourth time?

He dared not think about it.

Song Zhixia raised his eyelids slightly, and there was no trace of joking on Chu Jing's face.

He reacted for a while, and the meaning of the other party's words basically put himself in a low-level posture.

From Chu Jing's mouth, it is indeed novel.

Song Zhixia couldn't remember how he got along with Chu Jing in the past three years, but judging from his tone and Chen Ye's attitude, it was probably outrageous.

His thin lips parted slightly, and just as he was about to speak, Chu Jing stepped forward and said, "I'm just making up for my ridiculous regret, I won't move myself, I should be responsible for Chu Qingrong looking for you, so you don't have to any burden."

"You don't need to give me an answer now, you can go back and think about it."

Before Song Zhixia could speak, Chu Jing seemed to know what he wanted to say, and finished everything in advance.

But what he wanted to say was something else: "Can you keep this matter a secret for the time being when I go back to the Lin family?"

He will go back to City A to investigate the matter of Chu Qingrong in detail, and now he is most concerned about the old lady.

The first time he saw the old lady, he felt very cordial, so he wanted to be able to play this double well.

Now that the only ones who know his identity are Lin Chenggu and Chu Jing, the old lady seems to have believed him, so Chu Jing is the biggest hidden danger.

Chu Jing thought he was talking about not making it public, so he nodded, "I respect your opinion."

Song Zhixia nodded politely: "Thank you."

At this moment, Song Zhixia is gentle and polite, no longer lively and agile as before when they played together, and clearly draws a line between the two of them.

On this end of the line, he wanted to go far away, while Chu Jing stayed on the other end of the line, full of nostalgia for the past.

Do your best, but what is left is sand leaking.

But as long as Song Zhixia is willing to look at him more, no matter what he pays, it seems to be worth it.