In fact, when Zhang Qingyun told them to end the shooting, Zhao Hong thought that today's interview was almost over. After an artist becomes famous, it is really normal for a bunch of relatives to come to suck blood. In the eyes of these people, being an artist means being rich. Since you are rich, why can't you help your relatives
In order to look good, many artists will also use money to send such relatives. Like Ningxi, the style that would rather be scolded to death than pay a dime without giving any face is rare in the entertainment industry.
Hearing that Ning Xi wanted to send him a big news, Zhao Hong's first reaction was a little nervous, and she always felt that the news of Ning Xi was very troublesome. But now in the news, the most fearful thing is not the big news, but the lack of news. She turned her head to look at the cameraman and nodded to Ningxi: "Thank you Miss Ning for giving me this gift."
The smile on Ning Xi's face dissipated, and after a while, she said, "I suspect that my mother did not commit suicide."
Zhao Hong almost smashed the coffee cup in her hand. She felt that the news was not only big, but also very difficult, and she was even a little afraid to take over.
"When I was a minor, my father... After the accidental death, my mother was sad for a long time, but she did not suffer from the so-called depression," Ning Xi gently stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, her voice was terribly calm, "Miss Zhao, if you're not afraid of delaying time, please accompany me to the police station."
Zhao Hong stammered: "Go... what are you going to do at the police station?"
"If there is something suspicious in the case, it must be called the police." Ning Xi took the spoon out of the coffee and gently scraped the rim of the cup. The coffee stuck on the spoon flowed into the cup along the tip of the spoon, "If you don't call the police, you will be charged It's over, you can photograph the first scene of my police report, do you think this news is big?"
Zhao Hong turned to look at Zhang Qingyun, and found that the other party was as shocked as he was, apparently ignorant of the matter.
After working as a reporter for so many years, Zhao Hong naturally knew how big news this was. She gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement.
"Originally, I wanted to wait until after the Spring Festival to bring this up, but since my good relatives couldn't wait, let's just make things worse," Ning Xi stood up, turned to Zhang Qingyun and said, "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry. "
She knew that this matter would definitely have an impact on Jiu Ji, but if she didn't try her best to get angry, even if she produced more evidence and called the police, she wouldn't receive so much attention.
At the age of seventeen, in order to be able to leave those relatives, she gave up most of her father's compensation, as well as the house left to her by her parents, waiting for this day.
She lost her parents at the age of seventeen, and her legal guardian was her aunt. She gave up everything in order to get her aunt's permission to go abroad to sign. Fortunately, her aunt's conscience has not fallen below the bottom line, and she was not penniless when she went abroad.
The perpetrator who killed her father was a driver, but because of his serious attitude, he was sentenced to less than ten years in prison. The most suspicious thing is that the other party is still willing to pay a large amount of compensation. An ordinary driver can actually pay such a large amount of money. Who wouldn't be suspicious
After the first-instance verdict was handed down, her mother refused to accept the verdict, so she appealed, and even contacted a reporter to suspect that the driver was not the real perpetrator.
But within a few days, her mother committed suicide by jumping off the building, and the reporter never appeared again. The grandfather and grandmother, who were still alive at that time, received a compensation payment on her behalf and withdrew the appeal.
After going abroad, she often thinks that if she was an adult at that time, or if there was enough attention to that matter, it would not have ended like that.
Sitting in the car, Zhao Hong looked at Ning Xi who was holding a portfolio with an expressionless face, and hesitantly said, "Ning Xi, do you really want to do this?"
After so many years have passed, even if there is no prosecution period, there is already insufficient evidence, and in the end, I am afraid it will only be a matter of fact.
"I couldn't do a lot of things back then, but now I can," Ning Xi tilted her head and looked out the window, "how can I give up because it's too difficult."
Zhao Hong fell silent when she heard the words. It is no exaggeration that Ningxi is now the most popular female artist in China. The reporters in the industry basically know about her life and resume.
He had excellent grades when he was young, but his parents died in an accident caused by school violence. She went abroad when she was still a minor, and finally became popular in the entertainment industry as a goddess, and she also made a boyfriend who was envied by countless women. The seemingly wonderful and ups and downs of life, how much pain there is, only the parties know.
"Ningxi, what is the purpose of your entry into the entertainment industry?" Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized that he had never known Ningxi.
Ning Xi didn't answer his question directly, but said, "I went back to China six years ago. At that time, I tried to report the case, but the case was not filed due to insufficient evidence."
When Zhang Qingyun heard this, he fell silent like Zhao Hong.
Six years ago, Ningxi was only nineteen years old. As far as he knew, that was the most difficult time for Ningxi to live.
A nineteen-year-old girl, whose father died unexpectedly, and her mother committed suicide due to depression, had no evidence in her hands, so she went to the police station and reported the case, saying that she suspected that her mother was not suicide or homicide. Who would believe that Ningxi was a little stuck. I'm panicking, I don't know if it's because Ningxi didn't enter the entertainment industry for the sake of her acting career, or because she felt sorry for Ningxi's life experience.
Maybe both, he couldn't tell the difference himself.
And the thick file bag in Ningxi's hand, how much effort did she spend to collect it over the years
After Zhang Qingyun's car stopped at the Public Security Bureau, Ning Xi took out his mobile phone and made a call to Chang Shigui, and the call was quickly connected.
"Time to return..." Ning Xi turned his head to look at the flags flying on the office building of the Public Security Bureau, "I made a decision in advance. I originally wanted to leave this terrible thing behind in the next year."
There are still more than two months before the Spring Festival. Her original plan was to have a warm New Year with Chang Shigui, because she hadn't celebrated the Spring Festival for a long time.
But it seems that this plan is about to be dashed. She knew that as long as she stepped into the gate of the Public Security Bureau, it would be a big mess. With the status of the Chang family, how could she tolerate a woman like her entering the door
But it's okay, some things... will be painful sooner or later.
"Xixi, where are you?" Chang Shigui heard that Ning Xi's tone was a bit wrong, so he hurriedly stood up and pushed open the door of the conference room. He dropped a few high-level executives in the small conference room and walked to the corridor, "Xi Xi?"
"I'm outside the Public Security Bureau." Ning Xi forced a smile, but in Zhao Hong's view, this smile was extremely ugly.
"You..." Chang Shigui suddenly thought of something and clenched his phone, "No matter what you want to do, I'll be with you."
"Thank you," Ning Xi raised his head, "Time to return, thank you."
She hung up the phone, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were calm: "Sister Zhao, let's start shooting."
Zhao Hong looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"
"Very good, thank you." Ningxi took out the sunglasses from her bag and put it on her face, then opened the car door and walked out.
She didn't walk fast, but she stepped steadily at every step. Looking at her back, Zhang Qingyun suddenly remembered that it was the first time he took Ning Xi to see the boss, and Ning Xi's pace was the same as it is now, with every step on people's hearts.
The director of the Southeast Public Security Bureau has been in a good mood recently, because their bureau just solved a major case, brought the bad guys to justice, and comforted the spirit of the deceased.
But his good mood was soon broken, because someone came to tell him that a family member of the victim came to report the case with evidence. This case was the case of Chen eight years ago, and the cause of death of the deceased was determined to be suicide.
"A suicide case eight years ago?!" The director looked bitter. It is very difficult to find out such an old case. "Does the other party have evidence to prove that it was not suicide but homicide?"
The police officer nodded: "The evidence brought by the informant shows that there was indeed something suspicious about the suicide case that year."
Hearing this, the director pondered for a minute, then nodded with gritted teeth: "Since there are doubts, let's investigate." The case is difficult, and we have to investigate further, at least we must be worthy of the suit.
"Is the reporter still in the bureau? I'll go talk to her about the details of the case," the chief stood up from the desk, picked up the police cap on the table, and put it on his head.
When the police officer saw the Chief's words, he couldn't say anything more, so he didn't tell the Chief that the reporter was a famous actress.
When the director walked to the office area, he found that the expressions of these colleagues in the bureau were not normal. He frowned and asked the police officer beside him, "Where is the reporter?"
The policeman lowered his voice and said, "In Sister Wang's office."
When the director pushed away Sister Wang's office, she saw a fashionably dressed young woman with sunglasses sitting across from Sister Wang. He was a little surprised that the reporter did not look like a family member of the victim, but more like a person in the fashion industry.
Seeing the director coming in, Sister Wang breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up and said, "Director, this is Ning Xi, the reporter."
Ning Xi took off her glasses, and the director noticed that her eyes were a little red. He shook hands with the other party, "Hello, Ms. Ning."
Seeing that the chief was so calm, the police officer suspected that he didn't even know who the reporter was in front of him.
"Hello," Ning Xi found that the director was a very strict person, so she repeated her doubts to the other party.
"The evidence provided by Miss Ning is very important. It's just why you came to report the case after so many years. You must know..." The director can't say it directly. Back then, it was not suicide but homicide, and it was not so easy to find out the murderer.
"Six years ago, I tried to report the case, but the evidence was insufficient, so I couldn't open the case," Ning Xi said with pursed lips, knowing what the director meant, "I know it's very difficult, but..."
Speaking of this, she was choked up and could only bow deeply to the director.
The police officer next to him, who was filming with a law enforcement recorder, felt uncomfortable when he saw Ningxi like this. He is half a goddess fan, how can he not be sad when he sees the goddess like this
"Ms. Ning, don't worry, we will seriously investigate this case and try not to disappoint you." The director hurriedly avoided Ning Xi's salute and sighed in his heart.
Because the death of her mother is suspicious, the little girl who is willing to run around for so many years to find evidence is commendable for her filial piety.
After Ning Xi left, the police officer turned off the law enforcement recorder and said to the director, "Director, do you know who that Ning Xi was just now?"
"who is it?"
"She is now the most popular female artist Ning Xi in China. She is not only popular in China, but also has many fans abroad. As long as this case is on file, it will attract attention from all quarters, and the pressure in our bureau..." the police officer said At this point, I swallowed the rest of the words.
The director was stunned, and after a while, he said, "Whoever she is, here I only have the victim's family, no stars."
As soon as she walked out of the office building, Zhang Qingyun and Zhao Hong, who were waiting for her outside the gate, surrounded her. Because unrelated personnel cannot enter the office area, they can only wait outside.
Seeing that the portfolio she brought was gone, Zhang Qingyun asked, "How is it?"
"The report has entered the review process, and it should be possible to file a case," Ning Xi rubbed his forehead, "Let's go."
"Where?"
"Isn't there a chores cover shoot in the afternoon?"
Zhang Qingyun frowned when he heard the words: "But..."
In your current state, can you shoot magazine covers
"I'm fine, don't worry," Ning Xi curled the corners of his mouth, "Since I made an appointment with the other party, how can I fail to speak?"
After saying this, Ning Xi turned to Zhao Hong and said, "Sister Zhao, I remember that there was an entertainment program on your stage at 5:30 in the afternoon?"
Zhao Hong nodded.
Ning Xi smiled: "Then this big news will come out at 5:30 today."