Fang Yun inside laughed softly, and Wen Qiao's intuition was that it was a smile of confidence. She even thought darkly that it was Fang Yun's smug smile because she knew she would not be punished.
There is no law that can punish her for such a crime.
Fang Yun smiled for a while and said, "Because Lin Lang had depression, but she also had a dream of becoming famous. She always loved acting, but her acting skills were not very good. So before she committed suicide, she asked me to have plastic surgery to look like her, to live on for her, and to fulfill her dream for her. Obviously, I did it, didn't I?"
These words were so flawless that Wen Qiao felt that it was an elaborate scam from beginning to end.
She looked at the person sitting leisurely in the interrogation room with a somewhat narrow gaze. This Fang Yun was not an easy person to deal with.
He was the most difficult person she had ever met.
The director whispered to Fu Nanli, "We have investigated everything that needs to be investigated. Morally, netizens can condemn her for replacing someone else's life, but legally, we can't do anything to her. Lin Lang committed suicide. All the evidence proves that she committed suicide. This matter should probably come to an end here."
Through the glass, Wen Qiao saw Fang Yun's eyes and always felt that he could see through the surface to the pride in that person's heart.
She and Fu Nanli left the police station. It was cloudy outside and it was approaching Christmas, so it seemed like it was going to snow.
Fu Nanli held her hand as they got into the car and rubbed her palms: "Are you cold?"
Wen Qiao leaned her head against the car door, seemingly not hearing what he said: "I don't know why, but I always have a feeling that Lin Lang's death is related to Fang Yun."
"The police checked Lin Lang's previous medical records. She had consulted a psychiatrist, who confirmed that she did have depression and that her symptoms were not mild. Combined with the video and the suicide note, it seems that she committed suicide."
Wen Qiao shook his head: "I'm not sure. What's the name of Lin Lang's psychiatrist? Where is his private clinic? I'll go talk to him when I have time."
The current situation is that Wen Qiao must get to the bottom of this matter, otherwise she will not be able to control Fang Yun and will not be able to get Fang Yun's blood.
Fang Yun now feels that she is one step ahead and the other doesn't even take her seriously.
Wen Qiao also had a hunch that only by completely controlling Fang Yun would this matter be over for her.
To get what she wants.
Two days later, Lin Lang was released, but her acting career was ruined. She was not called Lin Lang at all. She just had plastic surgery to look like someone else. Her original appearance was also dug out by netizens. There was an endless stream of revelations about her, and they became more and more outrageous.
The room was dim. Lin Lang lit a cigarette. Her agent sat opposite her. Her voice was a little hoarse. "Are you just going to sit there and do nothing? Hire some water soldiers, big sister. Do you want me to teach you?"
Her expression was too sinister, and under the dim light, it was a little creepy. Her agent was in a very subtle mood, and even she didn't notice that the person she was in charge of had been replaced. It can be seen that Fang Yun's acting was very similar.
"You're not going to give up? The crew of the play you're filming is planning to replace the cast."
The agent was a little frightened by her sinister look.
"Give up? How much did I pay to get the position I have today? Didn't I get all this by myself? Did I have any status in the entertainment industry when Lin Lang was here? Aren't all these what I have worked hard for in the past five years? They originally belonged to me, why should I give them up?"
(End of this chapter)