Early the next morning, Qu Mingcong originally planned to contact Sun Bingxin to see how his surveillance inspection was going.
Xianghai City is so big, and Wu Cheng drove to many places. It would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to check the surveillance, but even finding a needle in a haystack is better than doing nothing.
Unexpectedly, Wang Wei opened his eyes, looked at his cell phone, and suddenly said "Oh", "You actually replied to my message?!"
"Who? Is it the assistant named Xiaoqu?" Qu Mingcong came over to look at his mobile phone.
He actually replied.
And I responded in several paragraphs, very detailed.
[Song: We keep some cosmetics in the artist's car. Sometimes when we go out to work, the makeup artist we work with will be short of things, such as oil-blotting paper, loose powder, and lip balm. We have to prepare them ourselves. We also have to prepare for sudden weather changes, umbrellas, raincoats, etc.
There must also be... Artists do not wear raincoats. Raincoats are mainly worn by staff, and then there are toiletry bags, power banks and other things. If there is an announcement, a small ironing machine will be brought. If the dress is wrinkled in the middle, it can be solved immediately. There are also some
Artists also need to prepare chewing gum, chocolate, and low-fat biscuits to prevent the shooting time from being too long and not being able to keep up with physical strength or hypoglycemia...]
[Xiaoqu: Sorry, I just saw the news.]
[Song: Tong Yuan’s commonly used things have been returned to the company. A funeral will be held when the body is collected. His personal belongings and recent fan gifts will be given to Tong Yuan’s parents, and some of them may be sent for cremation.
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"This guy has changed his gender?" Wang Wei was a little confused, "He suddenly became so attentive."
Qu Mingcong thought for a moment and laughed, "I guess I saw your Weibo."
"My Weibo?" Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, and then he grinned, "Yes! I said on my Weibo that I would cooperate with the police, hahaha! This guy is quite clever!"
"Tell him that the police are now looking for murder weapons, and we need to check the items they recovered from the car." Qu Mingcong said.
Wang Wei nodded and entered what Qu Mingcong said into the chat box, "...but the time he replied to my message was 2 o'clock in the morning. Could it be that he still hasn't gotten up yet..."
The other end responded to the message instantly.
[Xiaoqu: Then you may have to come over as soon as possible, because today we are going to pack Tong Yuan’s belongings and send them to his parents. 】
"I'm going to choke you. This attitude changed too quickly." Wang Wei sighed, "I'm going to respond in seconds."
Never had I been treated like this before.
Qu Mingcong said calmly: "I guess you are afraid that you will get into trouble. I guess the police have already interviewed him before you contacted him."
Wang Wei thought for a moment and nodded again, "Yes, normal people are afraid of getting involved in life-threatening lawsuits. Shall we go there now?"
"Go." Qu Mingcong looked out the window at the gloomy sky and whispered, "I hope it's not too late."
…
It's getting colder and colder these days. There was a strong wind last night, and it's going to rain today.
Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei drove to the building where the brokerage company is located. The access card they got last time has not been returned yet, so they just needed it now. After parking the car, they took the elevator up. Xiaoqu was waiting for them outside the company door.
This time his attitude was much more friendly, and he led them all the way to the storage room they saw last time.
"Everything is here," Xiaoqu pointed to a few boxes, "Actually, other artists in the company can also use these tissues, umbrellas, etc. But when Tong Yuan's accident happened, everyone thought it was unlucky. As you know,
Most people in the entertainment industry pay attention to luck and are taboo about this."
The last time they came here, Qu Mingcong and Wang Wei just stood at the door and looked around. This time they came in and found that the storage room was larger than they expected.
Qu Mingcong opened the box, picked up a cosmetic bag, opened the zipper, took out an eyebrow razor and looked at it.
Wang Wei whispered: "Such a small blade...impossible, right?"
"Well, let me just take a look." Qu Mingcong put down the eyebrow razor and looked back and forth in the carton, including several packages of tissue paper, several packages of cotton pads, some cotton swabs with unclear uses, and various sunscreen products...
It seems that these things cannot be connected with the murder weapon.
He shifted his gaze slightly and looked at another box, which was filled with a dazzling array of gift boxes.
"Are these also the things in the car?" he asked Xiaoqu.
"Oh no, these are the unopened gifts we found. They were sent to Tong Yuan by fans." Xiaoqu said, "On the day of the funeral, these gifts will be placed together with the flowers."
Wang Wei twitched his lips and said, "The person just died and the gift has already been sent?"
Xiaoqu Sansan explained: "It was sent before to support the scene. He is a star after all. Although he has not appeared on the scene for two months, hasn't he been cleared recently? There are many fans who are concerned about his funeral. The scene cannot be too shabby when the time comes.
, otherwise they will call our company a cold-blooded capitalist again."
Xiaoqu said and pointed to the other side, "These are gifts that have already been opened, so I won't put them inside. Artists are usually like this. When they first become popular, they will feel fresh when they receive gifts, but gradually they become too lazy to open them.
, fans’ letters and gifts are all handled by the staff.”
Qu Mingcong noticed several black umbrellas leaning under the shelf.
"Are these umbrellas also gifts?" he asked.
"Yes, Tong Yuan likes these umbrellas very much." Xiaoqu picked up one and handed it to Qu Mingcong to see, "The workmanship is very exquisite, right? Look at the design of the umbrella handle, it is a skull... This one is designed to be the head of a leopard.
, and this one, the wooden umbrella handle is also very low-key and luxurious.”
Qu Mingcong took it in his hand, rubbed the umbrella handle with his fingertips a few times, and asked: "Were these umbrellas in the car the night Tong Yuan had the accident?"
"Ah..." Xiao Qu recalled in embarrassment for a moment, "That's right, the company provides umbrellas and disposable raincoats for each car, but they are definitely not as exquisite as this, so Tong Yuan will bring one or two and put them in the car at ordinary times.
Just in case, but if you were to ask which one was in the car that night, it’s not clear.”
Qu Mingcong was a little concerned, thinking that the width of the murder weapon seemed to be close to the handle of an umbrella, and he wondered if there might be a murder weapon hidden inside.
He knew that some umbrellas had self-defense functions, but he was not sure whether the umbrellas in front of him were what he thought.
If there is a knife hidden in the umbrella handle, how do you need to pull it out? Is there a card slot? Or should I twist it...or pull it out directly?
Qu Mingcong turned over an umbrella with a skull handle and studied it for a while, but couldn't find the mechanism. Then he held several other umbrellas one by one in his hands and weighed them, trying to use the weight to determine whether there were knives inside.
But they feel almost the same.
Maybe you need to take it back and check it carefully.
However, he did not have this power. Qu Mingcong understood the rules, put down his umbrella and told Xiaoqu: "Don't send these umbrellas to Tong Yuan's parents for the time being. People from the police will come to collect evidence later and return them to you after the investigation is completed."
Xiao Qu nodded quickly, "Okay, okay, we will definitely cooperate with your investigation."
Just after the conversation here, a woman suddenly shouted sharply from outside: "What are you doing?! The Internet has already made a fuss, and you are notifying me now?! Why did you go there earlier?!"
Xiaoqu suddenly became nervous, and Yang Xin led a few people just by the door of the storage room.
She glanced at Xiao Qu and frowned, "Why are you so stunned?! Go and call the people from the customer service and public relations department for a meeting!"
Recently I may have to update single updates for a few days...
