"Lord King Luo?"
Ye Shuang was holding two bags of vegetables bought from the supermarket to take home, looking at the handsome man covered in blood in surprise, "Why are you here?"
"Just finished filming." Luo Mingxin shook the "blood" on his body in disgust, and his expression was also a little surprised: "Why is Xiaoshuang here? I didn't hear that you were coming to Fengyuan City."
"...I decided to come here on a temporary basis because of some work matters." Ye Shuang was a little confused: "Brother Luo, why didn't you change your clothes after filming?"
Luo Mingxin looked sad and sad, "Don't mention it, the reporter who came to interview on the set today is an intern and a fan of me. I will not mention it if I hid in the changing room and wanted to take a picture of me. After being found out, I was still emotional. Very excited... The director told me to leave quickly to let her calm down, and then I got into the car in a hurry and forgot to take my clothes... "
"..." Ye Shuang silently turned her gaze to the little assistant who hurriedly followed behind Luo Mingxin.
Luo Mingxin looked at the same question in doubt, and then he suddenly realized something, looked down at himself, then looked up at the other party, and then looked down at himself...
The little assistant in a standard suit was horrified, and stopped involuntarily. Luo Mingxin looked back sadly at this moment: "It's because you reacted quickly, why didn't I think that I could change clothes with him?"
What did I say about me
Ye Shuang looked very guilty at the assistant's momentary accusation: "Cough! I don't think he meant his clothes... what, I just want to say that it's fine if you forget it, and the assistant didn't remember it either." This kind of thing should not be…”
Luo Mingxin waved his hands and sighed again: "Forget it, we're all in the dormitory anyway."
The little assistant immediately let out a long sigh of relief with "saved" eyes, and ran over consciously, enduring the pain in his heart, took off his suit jacket and put it on for Luo Mingxin.
"Dormitory?" Ye Shuang and Luo Mingxin walked side by side to the elevator. I was curious while walking.
"Yes, this building is the private property of the owner of a film and television company, and all the artists under their banner live in it. But generally, newcomers who want to save rent will live in it. The real big names will still buy it for privacy and not to be harassed. Production... you don't know?" Luo Mingxin stared at the little assistant and pressed the floor, and then looked at Ye Shuang inexplicably: "That's right. I didn't ask why you live here. Could it be that you or Xiaoye want to make a movie?"
"No, I told you I'm here for work." Only then did Ye Shuang realize that when she went downstairs today, she saw several residents who seemed to know each other.
It turned out that it wasn't because of her memory error or time travel, but because the other party had appeared on TV in the first place. It's just that Ye Shuang doesn't have any special memory, nor has she ever thought about it.
But then again, in terms of security and privacy protection alone, the artist apartment building is indeed not inferior to the high-defense map of the military area. I just don’t know how the mid-level agent who helped to contact the rental house did it. Maybe the owner of this company is also a former client of the company
…
The big and small bags went back to their own room, even opening the door was done by Han Chu.
Because the other party didn't want to go out to eat, Ye Shuang was naturally responsible for the dinner that day.
It just so happened that she contracted the food, and Han Chulai was in charge of the infiltration investigation beforehand. Otherwise, how dare Ye Shuang come here alone to scan such a complicated dungeon without an assistant
"Didn't you say you just need to buy some vegetables?"
When Han Chu turned his head, he saw the bag in Ye Shuang's hand... It was one more bag than when she came out of the supermarket. And looking at the contents of the transparent plastic is definitely different from the tender green of the vegetables... In fact, the bag is filled with red paste.
Ye Shuang's hair was full of black lines: "Don't mention it, I met Luo Tianwang when I came back just now, and he said that he also wanted to have a meal." While talking, he took the bag to the kitchen first, and then dug out a big bowl to hold those Hong Jiang: "This is the tomato sauce that he used to paint the murder scene in his crew. He asked for it when he finished work. He originally planned to make some braised noodles or pasta..."
Then when he was about to get home, he picked up a little cook whose skills were lit up, and Luo Tianwang naturally gave the "sauce" to Ye Shuang to bring back, and by the way set a time for dinner.
"..." Han Chu was speechless after listening for a long time: "What is the quality of the current stars."
Ye Shuang was also speechless: "...It's okay. I heard that this 'plasma' is tomato sauce and honey, because the crew also planned to use the leftovers for cooking, so no paint was used."
Han Chu cast a contemptuous glance: "It's not this question."
"I know. The 2b crew is so much fun." Ye Shuang sighed. She knew what Han Chu was talking about. The problem was that Luo Mingxin was not an outsider. As a friend, she really couldn't comment on them.
Then again, how many brains have appeared by my side so far are normal
Just chatted a few words. Ye Shuang turned around and went back to the kitchen to cook. Just considering Howard's taste, I can cook pasta directly tonight. It's easier than frying a few other dishes.
Han Chu stopped talking nonsense, unexpectedly there will be outsiders coming soon. Naturally, he had to take advantage of this time to finish his preparations, lest people see or hear something they shouldn't know.
It took half an hour to boil the sauce and stir-fry the side dishes, and ten minutes to cook the noodles.
When the noodles were almost out of the pot, the doorbell rang quickly.
When I opened the door, Luo Mingxin, who had already showered and changed his clothes, was standing at the door refreshed. After raising his hand to say hello, he came in with a box of puffy milky white snacks in his hand. Changing into slippers with his heels, he smiled and said, "The bubble oil cake that my assistant went to buy, I heard it's quite authentic, let's try it together after dinner?"
Looking at the snacks in the transparent packing box, Han Chu's originally expressionless facial features softened a bit.
Ye Shuang: "..." This person must have taken the strategy script.
"It smells so good." After entering the room, the aroma of the food that I had already smelled at the door suddenly became stronger. As soon as Luo Mingxin put the pastries on the table, he couldn't wait to go to the kitchen to support himself: "I've been in the box lunch for several days, and I can't live without some good food... Fortunately, I met Xiaoshuang today, otherwise The craftsmanship of my little assistant is really unbelievable."
"Brother Luo and Brother Han, let's eat first if they are hungry. I'll call Howard over." Ye Shuang consciously prepared to go out.
Luo Mingxin leaned half of his body out of the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks he found: "Is there anyone else?"
While asking questions, Luo Mingxin was already ready to take his share of dinner and go back to eat. It seemed that he was shadowed by the interview today, and he didn't want to continue to be admired and scrutinized during meal time.
"It's half a colleague." For the sake of snacks, Han Chu rarely explained kindly, and then stopped Ye Shuang: "I called when you placed the order, and he will come up by himself in a while."
Oh, in this case, there is no need to run.
Ye Shuang nodded, and walked back to eat without a word of nonsense.
… The dinner was delicious, Han Chu had a friendly attitude, and the after-dinner snacks were also very satisfying.
An hour later, the three of them were full of water and food. Because of Luo Mingxin's presence, even the topics of conversation tended to be relaxed and happy. There was no serious work content at all, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
But Luo Mingxin will leave after an hour. Even if he and Ye Shuang are reunited after a long absence, there is still a filming task tomorrow, and today there is a script to be memorized... Being a star is actually not easy, don't look at the spotlight The scenery is incomparable, and it is very difficult to get enough sleep when you are really busy, let alone private time and regular meals.
After Luo Mingxin left, Ye Shuang also got up to pack the dishes, Han Chu calmly lifted up the phone that was placed on the table in front of him half an hour ago, looked at the time on the screen and asked, "Did Howard send you a message on your phone? "
"No." Ye Shuang was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't have her mobile phone by her side like Han Chu did, in terms of her hearing, even if the mobile phone vibrated in the back room, she would definitely not miss the sound.
After realizing something, Ye Shuang sat down again and thought about it: "Howard got off the plane with us today. The ticket was booked temporarily, so there was no possibility of being noticed. Then, the car that came out of the airport was the car rented by the middle-level agent you asked for, Brother Han. The house is also rented by the other party... It is unlikely that our whereabouts will be leaked during these processes, and even if it is leaked, no one should care."
"I think so too." Han Chu frowned: "Before we take any action, logically speaking, the three of us should not pose a threat to anyone. So it is unlikely that we will be targeted. But... maybe it is Howard's private matter? In short He shouldn't have suddenly lost his voice under conditional circumstances."
Ye Shuang sweated: "It's probably too early to say that I lost the audio, but it's just that I didn't send a text message. Brother Han, did you call the other party, or should I go down and have a look?"
"My last call was connected ten minutes before Luo Mingxin came over, and then the phone was turned off when I called again. What kind of urgent matter do you think Howard can't even call me?" Han Chu snorted and laughed: " If you want to go downstairs to confirm, you can come back and tell me after confirming."
Ye Shuang struggled: "This is a private real estate owned by an entertainment company, not a place for public rent... Four floors away, who has the ability to take Howard away quietly?"
Yes, who has such a skill
If Han Chu knew the answer, he wouldn't have to worry about it here.
Squeezing between his brows, Han Chu sighed silently and stood up: "I'll take the stairs, you take the elevator, we'll go to Howard's rented house separately, and keep an eye out for any clues along the way... You should pay more attention to the camera in the elevator. If it doesn’t work, let’s go and see the surveillance video of the building.”
The matter was so sudden and weird that Han Chu couldn't think of any more solutions for a while: "Also, please contact Antonis."