The one who stopped Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan was a props engineer from Lisa Media.
In fact, when the two of them were chatting with the girls, he had been hiding and listening. He tried to interject several times without success. It was only after the girls were all busy with their own affairs that he finally plucked up the courage to strike up a conversation with them.
It was not convenient to talk at the filming site. After work, Beiquan invited the prop master to a western restaurant near the villa, saying that he was invited to dinner and chat about "Yan Shuangshuang" by the way.
The props teacher's surname was Xie, and he was in his early thirties. When Beiquan inquired, he found out that this person was married and had children, and he had a beloved wife and children. As usual, he shouldn't be thinking about another woman at all.
But in fact, this Mr. Xie said "Yan Shuangshuang" inside and out, as if he didn't care that he still had a family.
"I don't know what's going on, the company just doesn't recognize the existence of Shuangshuang!"
The props master only wanted to find someone to talk about. After sitting down, he didn't even look at the menu. As long as he had a glass of water, he impatiently told Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan about "Yan Shuangshuang":
"But she is obviously an employee of our company!"
Beiquan: "Oh? Why are you so sure?"
"Of course I'm sure!"
The prop master raised the volume:
"I've seen Shuangshuang, more than once!"
His hands on the table unconsciously clenched into fists, and blue veins stretched out on the back of his hands:
"We chatted! Shuangshuang smiled at me! I know very well that this is not an illusion, how could such a cute girl be my illusion!"
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other.
Obviously, the prop master didn't realize that when he mentioned Yan Shuangshuang, he was too emotional.
However, neither Beiquan nor Wei Fuyuan planned to remind him.
"Can you tell me, when did you first see Yan Shuangshuang?"
Beiquan smiled:
"And, what did you say then?"
"The first time we met was probably a month ago. A colleague brought Shuang Shuang to the photography department to pick up the washed samples, and I happened to meet in the corridor. The other party took the initiative to introduce Shuang Shuang to me..."
The prop master answered quickly, obviously keeping the scene of the first meeting in his heart.
"She wore an off-white suit that day, with a ponytail and a hair tie of the same color."
"She smiled and said hello to me and called me 'Brother Xie', her voice was sweet, and she was very polite... By the way, she looked a little shy when she smiled, she lowered her eyes when she met my eyes, it felt really Extremely pure…”
"I...I think she's the cutest girl I've ever met..."
"and many more."
Beiquan raised his hand to interrupt the props master's continuous flow.
"You said that a colleague introduced Miss Yan to you?"
He narrowed his eyes, "Who is that colleague?"
"what?"
The props master was stunned.
"Just... a female colleague."
He hesitated for two or three seconds before answering uncertainly, "It must belong to our company anyway."
In fact, the props master Xie was a little vague about the scene that day.
Except for Yan Shuangshuang's frown and smile that was deeply imprinted in his mind like a brand, he couldn't remember what he was doing at that time and who the colleague next to him was.
To the prop artist, Yan Shuangshuang is like the only bright red color in a black and white painting.
From the moment she appeared in front of him, it was as if the warm sun shone into his busy and gloomy life. With just one glance, he could only see her smile, and he couldn't help but indulge in it. .
Beiquan supported his chin with one hand and asked with a smile:
"What did you talk to Miss Yan that day?"
"nothing."
The prop master shook his head:
"She just said hello and left. I didn't even have a chance to say a word to her."
Beiquan nodded, "What about after that?"
"I saw Shuangshuang once again, maybe two weeks ago."
The props teacher replied:
"But we were separated by a corridor and couldn't speak. But she saw me and smiled and nodded at me!"
The prop master turned his head unconsciously to look at the street with people coming and going outside the window, his eyes were blank, and he was obviously caught in the scene at that time.
"Shuangshuang, she's a good girl... I don't know why the company denied her existence, and I don't know where she is now... "
"I'm very worried that something happened to her... Did she resign? Or was it hidden by someone?"
"If only I could see her again..."
Wei Fuyuan frowned.
He felt that the man surnamed Xie sitting across from him was like an alien visitor, and his brain circuit could not be understood at all.
How stupid is a man with a family to be so infatuated with a woman who has only met twice and spoken once
- Even if Yan Shuangshuang is as beautiful as a fairy, it is impossible for all men to fall in love at first sight!
Master Wei went through the most beautiful actresses in the entertainment industry today, and felt that even they did not have such terrible magic power.
At this time, Beiquan asked:
"When you saw Miss Yan for the second time, was anyone next to her?"
The prop master was stunned again.
He stared blankly at Beiquan, his expression very blank.
"I do not remember… "
He thought about it and replied:
"At that time, I only looked at Shuangshuang, and didn't care about others at all. What are you asking this for?"
"nothing."
Beiquan said:
"I just think that if more people can prove that Miss Yan is an employee of your company, maybe the police will pay more attention and find her whereabouts as soon as possible."
Then he smiled:
"After all, Mr. Xie, you are very worried about her safety, aren't you?"
"So it is!"
The props master looked suddenly enlightened, and quickly frowned and tried his best to think.
"By the way, there was someone else beside her at that time... It should be a woman!"
He pondered for a moment, then shook his head:
"But who it was, I really can't remember..."
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Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan returned to the "Three Ways River", and when they entered the door, they smelled the pungent aroma of coke.
"Oh, it's so fragrant! It must be a raise to make delicious food!"
Beiquan cheered, threw the suitcase and black umbrella, turned his head and went straight to the kitchen.
Wei Fuyuan followed behind, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw a scene that almost stopped his heart.
He saw Tian Jiaxing, who could be considered to be five-headed at most, standing on a bench, with a large pot in front of him, the flames were roaring, the hot oil was billowing, the "crackling" oil stars were splashing everywhere, and the fragrance was overflowing.
And Tian Jiaxing was bending over to probe, holding a big bamboo basket with one short and fat little hand with difficulty, and the other hand picking up pieces of milky white lumps the size of a palm from the basket, moving neatly one by one Put in a frying pan.
The little baby is only in the early 90s, and the hot oil pan is terrifyingly big. Wei Fuyuan felt that if Tian's salary was raised and his center of gravity was unstable, he would be fried properly!
This scene is too shocking, Young Master Wei didn't have time to think about it, he rushed up with a stride, took Tian Jiaxing off the stool, turned half a circle on the spot, and put it on the ground.
"Beiquan, do you still have some notes!?"
Wei Fuyuan didn't even call "Boss", he turned his head and sprayed at Beiquan:
"You let him into the kitchen for such a small boy, and you still cook by yourself!?"
"Do you know how dangerous it was just now? If you don't stand up for a raise, you will be in the pot, you know! What if you get burned!?"
After speaking, he turned his head again and shouted at Tian Raise:
"How old are you, what do you want to eat, ask the adults to cook it for you!"
"Oh… "
Tian Jiaxian did not refute, he pursed his mouth, raised his hand and pointed at the oil pan, and said aggrievedly:
"My fried sanxian is going to be mushy."
Wei Fuyuan was stunned for a moment, then shouted "Fuck" again, picked up a colander without saying a word, and salvaged it in the oil pan for a while, worthy of rescuing a few pieces of fried objects with slightly charred edges.
"You're going to blow up everything in this basket, aren't you?"
He simply didn't do it again and again, took the bamboo basket from Tian Jiaxing's hand, rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the oil pan, and started to work according to the little doll's instructions.
This is actually the first time Master Wei has cooked.
To be honest, "it's just frying a few pieces of dessert" is far more difficult than he thought.
Every time Wei Fuyuan put the dough in, a hot oil star would jump up and splash on his hands. Although it would not burn, it was very painful.
And I don't know if the cooker hood in this kitchen is too old and its power is not good enough. The white smoke in the pot is filled with white smoke, and it smells very fragrant, but the smoke makes his eyes sore and painful.
Young Master Wei wanted to quit after only one blow, but when he turned around, he saw Tian Raising, who was waving his short hand and trying to command him, and he gritted his teeth again.
- How can a 1.87m old man like me be so cowardly that a three-year-old child can do such a job!
Twenty minutes later, when Wei Fuyuan brought a large plate full of fried food to the table, Beiquan had already filled the rice and waited eagerly.
Master Wei stared at Beiquan and gritted his teeth silently.
He said in his heart that you, an old man with healthy hands and feet, even let a child cook and just sit here and do nothing, how embarrassing you are!
Facts have proved that Beiquan not only feels no guilt at all, but also eats deliciously.
Tian Jiaxing's fried three fresh fillings are mushrooms, eggplants and pumpkins. They are marinated and seasoned first, then wrapped in egg batter and fried until crispy, then stick to the sauce and bite down. The outside is coke and the inside is soft.
Wei Fuyuan was accustomed to delicious food from a young age. He was usually not obsessed with food, as long as he could fill his stomach, he could eat it in a high-end restaurant, or in a school canteen.
But I don't know if it's because the fruits of his labor are always special, but Young Master Wei actually thinks that the ordinary fried sanxian is very delicious.
With the idea of not letting himself suffer in vain, he sat opposite Beiquan, swept up a large plate of fried food and ate three bowls of white rice one by one.
When he stopped his chopsticks, Wei Fuyuan was startled to realize that he was overstretched and spread out on the chair, feeling uncomfortable even when he moved.
"full?"
Beiquan piled the empty dishes into the kitchen sink, and turned into the study. When he came out, he had a folder in his hand. He smiled and said to Master Wei, who was in a state of paralysis with Ge You:
"Now that we're full, let's sort out the current clues about the Yan Shuangshuang case."