With the authorization from the police, Jian Jing took away the key to Shao Meng's room and protected the crime scene.
I could have registered my information using the template available online, but unfortunately, not long after I finished the call, the signal went out and the network was disconnected.
I had to take notes.
The proprietress was very cooperative and told her the basic information of all the guests.
The hotel has only two floors. Shao Meng, Shao Meng's assistant, screenwriter Xu, director Huang and Xie Wei live on the first floor, and Jian Jing, Zhang Hongchun, actress Tao, Xue Xiaosheng and Jiang Baiyan live on the second floor.
Assistant Shao Meng went out to buy medicine two hours later, and asked the boss's wife about the nearby pharmacy, so he was temporarily excluded.
Among the remaining people, only Xie Weiyi had not seen him.
Jian Jing called everyone to the largest box and prepared to ask everyone about their situation.
Then, she met Xie Wei, who made Director Huang sigh.
He was the last one to arrive. He first heard a cough, then the sliding door was pushed open and people came in.
He was tall and thin, wearing a thick gray sweater and loose sweatpants. His clothes were very casual, which was completely inconsistent with his sophistication.
Once they take a photo, no one will care what they wear.
His appearance is not perfect, his eyes, nose and mouth are not the most popular styles nowadays, but when combined together, there is a unique charm. He is not beautiful, cool or handsome, but his skeleton is square and everything is just right, coordinating to form a very charming face.
It is no exaggeration to say that the gloomy room was brightened up by this face, as if this person came with a spotlight effect and everywhere he went became a stage.
A natural superstar face.
Jian Jing finally understood why Director Huang sighed.
How could such a person not be popular
"Hello, everyone." His voice was soft and a little hoarse, but there were some stars in his eyes.
Director Huang was such a person that he could not help but soften his tone when talking to him, and said with pity: "Are you sick? How can you not take care of your body?" He could not help but advised, "You are still young."
"It's okay. I've been taking medicine and my condition is under control." Xie Wei sat down cross-legged and looked up at Jian Jing. "This is Teacher Jian, right? It's the first time I meet you. Hello."
Jian Jing unconsciously lowered her voice: "Sorry to disturb your rest."
Jiang Baiyan was stunned for a moment, glanced at her and said nothing.
"I heard something happened." Xie Wei asked calmly, "Do you have anything you want to ask?"
After hearing the case, Jian Jing immediately returned to normal: "When did you get it?"
"About a week." Xie Wei replied, "I'm not feeling well, so I'm here to recuperate."
Jian Jing asked: "Do you know Shao Meng?"
"I know him." Xie Wei smiled, but his eyes were still indifferent. "We are in the same circle, how can we not know each other?"
Jian Jing thought for a moment and asked again: "Have you seen Shao Meng today?"
Xie Wei: “No.”
"Are you sure?" Unknowingly, Jian Jing also followed Ji Feng's example and dug a hole.
Xie Wei still did not hesitate at all: "I didn't go out all day today, of course I didn't see him."
The proprietress seemed to favor him and hurriedly confirmed: "I was the one who delivered both breakfast and lunch."
Jian Jing nodded and turned to ask other people.
The last people who saw Shao Meng today were her, screenwriter Xu and director Huang. After they finished talking with him, he went back to his room to rest and didn't come out again.
Xu and Huang could testify for each other. Jiang Baiyan and Xue Xiaosheng basically revolved around them today, always under everyone's eyes.
Only Tao and Zhang seemed rarely seen.
Jane looked at them quietly.
Zhang Hongchun looked a little uneasy. She kept her cell phone in her hand and glanced at it from time to time. Considering that someone had died in the hotel for unknown reasons, her behavior was not surprising.
Miss Tao felt uneasy but also a little nervous.
Her face was white as snow, her teeth biting the soft flesh of the inner wall of her mouth, her fingers digging into her palms, and her diamond-studded nails left crescent-shaped marks on the back of her hands.
"Ms. Tao, have you met Shao Meng today?" she asked.
"I met him in the corridor this morning." Ms. Tao answered casually, but there was no hint of nervousness in her tone.
This is very strange.
It is normal to be nervous when encountering a case, and everyone is afraid of getting involved in a murder lawsuit. But actress Tao is still very uneasy about Shao Meng's death. Why is that
Jian Jing looked at her for a moment, then asked Zhang Hongchun, "Where's Miss Zhang?"
Zhang Hongchun remained calm: "I met her at breakfast and chatted with her for a while."
"What did you talk about?"
"He kept sneezing and looked unwell. I asked him a few questions and he said he might have a cold. He asked the landlady for some ginger tea." Zhang Hongchun answered in great detail.
The proprietress nodded: "I made ginger tea specially for him. He drank it and it tasted great. Oh, and she drank it too."
"She" refers to Zhang Hongchun.
Zhang Hongchun nodded: "My period is about to start, so I drank a little too."
Simple and quiet, as if thinking about something.
Shao Meng seemed to be frightened to death. Could it be possible that he was hallucinating? Or, was he just frightened to death and actually died of poisoning
If so, a forensic doctor would be needed to do toxicology to detect it.
She thought: "Anyway, everyone should stop wandering around and wait until the police take over."
In the evening, the rain was getting heavier, dark clouds were hanging over the sky, the light was dim, the whole hotel seemed to be shrouded by an invisible shadow, and the air pressure was frighteningly low.
Shao Meng died unexpectedly, and the scene was so strange that everyone felt uneasy and had no appetite for dinner.
Jian Jing only drank a cup of coffee and sat at the crime scene in a daze.
Since her rebirth, she has experienced quite a few cases, big and small, but none of them was as inexplicable as today's case.
First of all, motivation.
Among the people present today, Huang and Xu have no motive to kill. Shao Meng is the leading male role in "The Devil Doctor". If he dies, what will happen to the show
Jiang and Xue were competing for the second male lead, and had no conflict with Shao Meng.
There is no need to mention Tao and Zhang.
The only one who can be considered a devil is Xie Wei. Xie Wei arrived earlier than them and was recuperating. Judging from Director Huang’s previous performance, he probably had no contact with the crew and had no intention of playing the devil.
No one had a motive to kill.
The second is the cause of death.
Without an autopsy, the specific cause of death is unknown. If someone was frightened to death by sticking his head into the toilet, it could be someone deliberately pretending to be a ghost to scare people, or it could be an illusion.
She leans toward the latter.
There are many possible causes of hallucinations, such as taking drugs, eating certain foods by mistake, and mental illness.
But she had just checked the room and found no drugs in Shao Meng's luggage. Director Huang also said that because of the frequent scandals involving celebrities in recent times, he had specially asked Shao Meng to undergo a test before signing the contract, and found no relevant history.
There is no question of mental illness. The crew members are together day and night, so if there is any, it will definitely not be concealed.
It could only be food.
However, according to Zhang Hongchun and the proprietress's idea, breakfast was a uniformly prepared Japanese breakfast, and Shao Meng ate the same thing as everyone else.
Jian Jing and Kang Mucheng also had it this morning and there was no problem.
Other than that, there was only ginger soup, which the lady boss made herself, with only old ginger and brown sugar. Zhang Hongchun drank it and it was fine.
Afterwards, Shao Meng talked to them about the plot, felt uncomfortable and went back to his room without having lunch. The surveillance camera in the corridor showed that he had not left the room since he entered it, and no one had sent him anything.
no idea.
"Boom", another loud thunder.
The light on the ceiling flickered and went out.
The room was pitch dark.
Jian Jing: “…” Is there really something fishy about this mission
This atmosphere is not right.
Huh, the cold wind blew, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly. She was not wearing a coat, and her skin under her sweater was covered with tiny particles, and she couldn't help shivering.
After a slight hesitation, she stood up and prepared to ask the boss lady about the circuit problem.
The corridor was pitch black, and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing everywhere. The wind squeezed in through the cracks in the windows and doors, whimpering, as if someone was sobbing softly.
"Meow~~" The cat didn't know what was wrong with it, and it was acting out of character and kept screaming at the top of its lungs.
Jian Jing used her phone as a light source and touched the counter: "Boss lady?"
A little candlelight appeared in the darkness. The proprietress held the candle and said without her having to ask, "I checked the electrical box. There's nothing wrong. It must be the cable that has a problem."
It is estimated that it was caused by a landslide.
Jian Jing sighed: "Are there any candles left? Only one for me."
The landlady gave her a scented candle.
The scented candles didn't provide enough light, but after burning, a wisp of fragrance spread out, making people feel much happier. Jian Jing was holding the candle and was about to go back to her room when she suddenly saw a person standing at the end of the corridor, facing the backyard. The shadow under his feet was mottled and weird by the light of lightning, as if he was haunted by an evil spirit.
Her heart skipped a beat and she turned around and walked over.
The other party heard the noise and turned to look at her: "Miss Jian."
It’s Xie Wei.
"Why are you here?" Jian Jing was full of suspicion and asked tentatively, "I'm not feeling well. You should rest in your room."
"I have something on my mind, so I'm here to take some fresh air." Under the warm candlelight, Xie Wei's face looked like a movie poster, blurry and full of charm. "Just now, Director Huang mentioned "The Devil Doctor" to me."
Jian Jing was stunned for a moment, then she understood.
After Shao Meng's death, many things happened for no reason. The No. 1 male lead in "Devil Doctor" is more popular than the No. 2 male lead. If he is not decided early, I wonder how others will get the chance when they get the news.
Director Huang had sympathy for Xie Weiben and wanted to help him, which was only natural.
Lian Jian Jing had no opinion about him. To be fair, Xie Wei had a stronger aura than Shao Meng and was a person who was born with brilliant talent.
"Really?" She said calmly, "What do you think?"
Xie Wei turned his head and hid his eyes back in the darkness: "Miss Jian may not know that ten years ago, I also got such an opportunity."
Screenwriter Xu mentioned this, and Jian Jing asked, "Mysterious Case of the Great Song Dynasty?"
Xie Wei nodded slowly: "I was 21 years old that year. The teacher at school liked me very much and helped me to get involved in this costume drama. The script was very good, the director was very good, but unfortunately I... failed to live up to everyone's expectations."
The right time, right place, and right people, everything was there. According to screenwriter Xu's method, the drama became popular, the characters became popular, even the supporting actresses in the unit cases were current stars, and Shao Meng became famous all over the country because of this.
Only the male lead is not popular.
Is this scientific
However, reality is like this, absurd and ridiculous, and is not as logical as fictional stories.
Jian Jing didn't think much and asked him, "Do you hate Shao Meng?"
"Heh." Xie Wei laughed softly. The cold raindrops hit his face and turned into fine and dense water droplets. One drop fell into the corner of his eye, like a tear.
"At that time, I hated myself more," he said.