After seeing Qu Jie's behavior from the surveillance video, Jian Jing became suspicious of Shaomai's experience.
When he appeared, he was naked, wrapped only in a bath towel. It looked like he didn't have time to put on clothes (or his clothes were already completely taken off), so it seemed that there was no problem.
But in the surveillance video, Qu Jie and Xu were both very drunk. Based on Jian Jing's personal experience, after getting drunk, I just want to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep, and I don't want to do anything inappropriate for children.
Moreover, medical knowledge also tells us that excessive alcohol intake will not only fail to enhance pleasure, but will also inhibit this function.
Qu Jie and Shao Mai were so drunk, but they still loved to applaud after returning to the room? This moved me more than a disabled person with a strong will.
So at first, I suspected Shaomai was lying.
The subsequent conversation dispelled my doubts. There were some residual marks on Shaomai's body, and Wu Ka also indirectly confirmed that I had had sex.
And Qu Jie's words and deeds are very naive. He is at most a freshman in college. Even if his family is not wealthy, it is well-off. His protection of Qu Jie is from the bottom of his heart.
I'm not lying, what's the problem
Back to the previous question, why would the murderer choose to kill me without hesitation even though the lights were on in the room and I was a stranger
Either someone had placed drugs there, or someone had seen it with his own eyes.
The producer's suspicion immediately soared to the highest level.
"You have two choices. One," Jian Jing raised her index finger, "tell the truth. Two, I'll call the police and you tell them. Choose one."
The producer was still unwilling to give in. For some reason, a hint of hesitation appeared in his eyes, and he did not refute it immediately.
Jian Jing didn't give her any chance to hesitate: "I'll count to three," she said as she pressed the keyboard. The number "1" flashed and a clear "beep" sounded.
"2."
Another "beep"
"You don't have to threaten me." The producer said with a disdainful look, "So what? He came back with us voluntarily and didn't resist. Even if he sued me, can he win?"
Jian Jing looked at him and immediately determined that he was not lying.
All of a sudden, four words popped up in my mind: being overconfident and fearful.
No, maybe it's just a habit.
"Kill me?" he asked.
"I didn't kill him." The producer denied, "Why would I kill him? Didn't you know about this before?" He said in a delicate tone, "On what basis did you make trouble everywhere before, and still have a group of bosses willing to support you?"
Jian Jing was stunned for a moment and almost doubted her own ears.
"Many things don't need to be explained, everyone knows it tacitly." The producer said bluntly, "I didn't lie to you. You feel good when you scold me, but you regret it later. You are the boss in this investment. If you mess up, you will suffer the consequences."
At this moment, the concentration card played a crucial role, allowing him to calmly ask: "What's next?"
"He wanted me to plead with Lao Li. Lao Li is very superstitious. He has already been shaken by the words of some master. After what happened next, he might really kick him out. The director still has some weight. I've said it before, society is about personal interests. Why should I help? I have to show my appreciation."
The producer made a big statement.
Jian Jing still couldn't believe it: "What do you think of me?"
Impatiently, "How naive are you? There are no such things in your circle of writers? For a reason, why should Qu Jie, a big star, be with me? Aren't there enough beautiful women in the entertainment industry? I don't lack one or two women, but these are the rules. Do you understand the rules? This is our society. If you don't follow the rules, who will take you to play
"Will the boss be short of girls? No. Qu Jie knows the rules. He knows that he is not the one who makes the most money. If he wants more opportunities, he has to show his ability. The celebrity status has one advantage over others: young girls are willing to follow him.
"That's my ability. If I can please my bosses, won't my career go up? I'm not as desperate as you think, but it's like the ancient times when I had to go to a brothel to discuss something. If I didn't go, I was considered unsociable. I'm just following the rules."
Jian Jing took a deep breath.
"You made a 'deal'?" he asked sarcastically, "and then what? Why did you die?"
The producer said, "I didn't kill him, so why would I kill him? I left after I was done, and he was fine when I left."
"Are you still awake?"
"He was completely drunk," the producer said. "I called him a few times, but he didn't respond, so I went back on my own."
"Are the doors and windows locked?"
Recalling the past, "I have no recollection of the window, but I closed the door when I left. Anyway, I didn't lock it."
"Even though you said that, you still suspect me for now." Jian Jing threatened with a serious expression, "If you can't provide more clues..."
The suspect was most active when he bit other people. Although the producer said verbally that he was not afraid of being sued, he could not hope to spend time in the detention center.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Beihan, have you asked?"
"Do you have a motive?"
"It was revealed to me by Qu Jie." The producer smiled, "Something has fallen into your hands, and it is most likely a photo."
The conversation with the producer lasted no more than fifteen minutes, but Jian Jing suffered from Chernobyl-level mental pollution.
Unable to catch his breath, he simply stopped investigating and went to the street to buy some iced milk tea.
"Jingjing." Jiang Baiyan, wearing a baseball cap, followed behind him, "I'm going too."
Jian Jing found no reason to vent her anger on him and glared at him.
"Don't be so mean to me." Jiang Baiyan said, "I am innocent."
Jian Jing: "You really don't know what they are doing?"
"I've heard it once, but no one has explained it to me clearly." He confessed honestly, "I'm just guessing. I can't just say anything without evidence."
Jian Jing asked: "What is going on? Is Qu Jie an isolated case, or..."
Jiang Baiyan ordered two cups of milk tea, pulled him to the alley, and whispered, "Jingjing, calm down. If everyone is like this, why would we want to get rid of Qu Jie?"
He was startled, then woke up from his dream and patted his forehead: "I am so angry that I am stupid."
I, the producer, was too confident, as if this was the default rule and I was the only one in the world who didn't know about it. This made me suspicious and I couldn't think clearly.
Jiang Baiyan said seriously: "Jingjing, my circle is chaotic. There are many people who have no bottom line, but there are also many who have a bottom line. There are definitely power-for-sex transactions, but I dare say that no one with a conscience would do what Qu Jie did."
There are many people in the entertainment industry, the world of fame and fortune, and those who jump to the edge of law. Most of them just evade taxes, use their little power to embezzle some expenses, and hook up with some men and women, but not everyone has such a bottom line.
Again, since you are not short of money, you will never lack people willing to trade. But you have to use such despicable means, which is something I normally cannot afford.
"Are there many people like me?" Jian Jing thought thoughtfully.
Jiang Baiyan opened his mouth, and under his sharp gaze, he struggled to pass the buck: "You... go ask Mr. Kang?"
Jian Jing: “?”
"I'm just a small actor, in the lower middle of the food chain." He said miserably, "The big bosses are at the top of the food chain, and those of us below are all working hard to serve them."
Jian Jing rolled her eyes in response: "How do you know such a thing?"
"You are too obviously biased." Jiang Baiyan pretended to be hurt, and was about to cry, "If you force me to ask, it's fine, but if you don't ask me, it's not okay."
Gu Zuoyan: "The milk tea is ready."
Jiang Baiyan had no choice but to shut up, took the milk tea, and squatted on the street with him to drink the milk tea and pet the stray cats.
The milk tea brings the pleasure of sugar and calories. A stray cat passing by squats on the shoes, exposing its belly and meowing to try to stop me.
The sun was very bright, but Jian Jing's mood had slowly calmed down.
There are always disgusting things happening, and the case needs to be investigated further.
Touching the cat's soft belly, he asked, "Have you found out about Qu Jie's girlfriend?"
"I found out." Jiang Baiyan told a name.
Jian Jing opened the WeChat interface, hesitated for a moment, skipped Ji Feng's name, and directly clicked into a group.
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Sisters who solve crimes:
Jian Jing has submitted the manuscript: Are you busy
Liang Yi wants to solve the case: squatting
Yanan is working overtime: The trial has just ended, is there anything wrong
Jian Jing has submitted her manuscript: I have a case and would like to ask for your help
Liang Yi wants to solve the case: Tell me quickly!
Yanan's overtime: public prosecution or private prosecution
Jian Jing explained it again in this way.
Liang Yi wants to solve the case: I can ask for you, but this is not the case in my jurisdiction.
Yanan Overtime: Rape is a public prosecution case, we will talk about it in detail later
Jian Jing has submitted her manuscript: ok
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After drinking the milk tea, I continued to work.
The producer hinted that Miss Bei was a strong suspect, but Jian Jing observed her hands and to be honest, they were not good. Her skin was very white, but her fingers were naturally round and of average length, which did not meet the requirements of "slender hands".
Because of this, his palm did not match the handprint. Judging from his previous performance, he must have concealed something.
"I found this in Qu Jie's room." When she came to inquire for the second time, Jian Jing was more direct. Without waiting for Miss Bei to speak, she directly showed the USB flash drive in her hand.
Miss Bei swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
The effect of the advanced observation card continued, and Jian Jing's face showed two completely different emotions: "alert and suspicious" and "nervous and panic".
"Actually, I'm not sure if this is what you want." He said deliberately, "Why don't we buy it together?"
There was a struggle in Miss Bei's eyes.
Jian Jing couldn't bear it, so she took the initiative to say, "I'm not interested in your privacy, Ms. Bei. What I want to know is the truth about the murder."
Lady Bei: "I didn't kill him."
"You've been to his room." Jian Jing said firmly, "and took something away. He has been threatening you with this, right?"
Miss Bei bit her lip and remained silent for a while.
"I understand your concerns. You're afraid of becoming a suspect." He said, "But I'm the one investigating the case now, not the police. You won't be in too much trouble - provided you are honest with me."
Mistress Bei said, "What do you want to know?"
Jian Jing: "When did you go to the deceased's room?"
said: "Half past ten."
As expected. Jian Jing asked: "How did you get in? What's going on in the room?"
"The window of the room was open. I thought no one had come back yet, so I decided to go in and take a look on a whim." Miss Bei said concisely, "I found something in the safe in the closet, and then I came back."
"What time?"
Recall: “Before 11 o’clock.”
"These are photos of the crime scene." Jian Jing deliberately selected a few photos without corpses to show, "Is there any difference from when you went in?"
Miss Bei suppressed her anger, glanced a few times, and shook her head, "I can't come out. Your room is too messy."
Jian Jing nodded without any hesitation, and then asked, "As far as you know, besides you, who else wants Qu Jie to die?"
"I don't know." Miss Bei denied subconsciously.
Jian Jing smiled and shook the USB flash drive in her hand towards him.
Miss Bei took a deep breath, gave in a little, and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm not sure..."
"It's okay, we're just chatting casually." Jian Jing threw out a universal response.
He then spoke hesitantly, "A few days ago, the production manager seemed to have entered Qu Jie's room."
The production manager has to arrange various matters for the crew, so going to Qu Jie's room is as normal as going back to his own room.
Jian Jing asked: "Why are you so pleased?"
"She acts very sneaky, as if she doesn't want me to find her." Miss Bei replied softly.
"When did this happen?"
"The day before yesterday."
Jian Jing thought for a moment: "Do you know the reason?"
He shook his head and held out his hand: "I've told you everything I know, can you give this to me?"
"No." Jian Jing withdrew her hand.
Mistress Bei glared at him: "You go back on your word?"
"I never promised to give it to you." He said, "This is my draft."