Chapter five hundred and fifty-four the monk who protects the flower
In the hotel, the police initially came to the conclusion that it was a vendetta, a premeditated and extremely brutal vendetta. The murderer was very cruel, had a perverted heart, and was also very cunning.
Whoever is not perverted or cruel can still leave his internal organs everywhere when he kills someone?
The city bureau criminal police called out the hotel's surveillance camera last night on the spot. The three cameras in the corridor, front and back and in the middle, were all able to record Assistant Gao Xiang's room. The time of the crime was determined to be the period from last night when the crew finished work until the morning.
No suspicious person entered the room of the deceased in the surveillance, and they lived on the 18th floor of the hotel. The possibility of entering the room from the window at this height is absolutely very small.
The people in the crime squad looked sad and gloomy, this case was too fucked up.
In the afternoon, the boss of Huayi also came to Nanjing. If there was a murder case, the producer and boss would definitely come to inquire about it, and the crew would also have to stop work and not be able to continue filming.
There were several people sitting in the director's room, including Gao Xiang's agent and Huayi's boss. Gao Xiang didn't come out of his room. They thought Gao Xiang died and the assistant was too sad to go out.
"This is quite strange. The person's death was unclear and there was no movement at all. It was as if he had seen a ghost. The police did not come up with any results from the investigation," Director Feng said worriedly, rubbing his tired face.
"I understand the matter pretty much. It's indeed quite strange. Lao Wang, you are Gao Xiang's manager. This assistant has been with you for many years. You usually know better. What do you think of his personality?" the boss asked with a frown.
"For many years, he has been with us basically inseparable. If he had such a big feud with someone, we would definitely know about it." The agent leaned on the chair and said a little speechlessly: "Why do I feel strange?
What’s weird about this is that people die in such a panic.”
There was silence in the room for a long time, and the boss suddenly said: "Did you recruit something?"
"Uh-huh", several people stared at the boss in confusion.
The boss of Huayi continued: "In the early years, Hong Kong-produced ghost films were more popular. We made several films in a row, two of which I participated in the investment. Once I went to visit the Hong Kong studio and sat down with the director and boss there.
When we were chatting together, they said that whenever you make a film like this, you have to worship before starting the camera, and you also have to invite your husband to come and take a look. If you don’t invite and don’t worship, something might happen.
, they mentioned that there was a new director who didn’t believe in evil when he was making a ghost movie, and he neither worshiped nor invited his husband.”
Director Feng frowned and asked, "Did something really happen?"
"Well, one of the filming locations at that time was in a house that was said to be haunted. During the night scene, an actor went crazy and bit everyone he saw... He injured several people and couldn't make the film.
Well, someone gave the director an idea and asked the husband to take a look. He really found some problems. After they are solved, the film can continue filming." Huayi's boss grinned, shook his head and said: "You can say this kind of thing.
Do you believe it or not? If you don’t believe it, there are too many rumors. If you believe it, isn’t this feudal superstition? Who knows whether it is true or false? Anyway, this procedure is definitely indispensable, so just think of it as a psychological comfort.”
Director Feng also nodded and said: "I also know a few directors in Hong Kong. They said similar things twice when we were having dinner and chatting. People there still believe this, but... the key point
The thing is, what we are filming is a youth idol romance movie, it basically focuses on kissing, and it’s not close to that kind of thing.”
The boss shook his head and said: "You don't have to make a ghost movie to worship the God of Wealth. You see, in Hong Kong, as long as you make a movie, you have to worship Mr. Guan and worship the God of Wealth. You also have to do a lion dance and so on. I'm just afraid of what."
At this point, the boss asked casually: "Did you encounter anything evil while filming?"
"No, it went pretty smoothly," Director Feng said.
"Hey, it seems true." Bearded Beard interjected at this moment: "Last night, Qin Muyu said that Gao Xiang fell into the pond, and then asked someone to rescue him, but after we went there, we searched twice and found nothing.
I found someone, and later Gao Xiang came back and said that he had never fallen in at all. I think this is quite weird."
"Well, I heard about it too, but didn't you say that Miss Qin was dazzled? She admitted it herself," the agent said.
The bearded man said: "But why do I feel that she was quite serious when she said it?"
I am afraid of studying everything after the fact. When the incident happened, no one may care about it and let it go by. But when something really related happens and then I study it again, everyone is like Sherlock Holmes, and his analysis is thorough.
, I’ll be able to figure it out for you in just a moment.
"Where's Mu Yu? Why haven't I seen her?" the boss asked.
"I told my agent that she was staying at a friend's house. The agent said that she was timid and was frightened. She didn't come back all night last night."
"I would rather believe it or not. I happen to know a gentleman. I asked him to come over and see if something happened to the crew." Boss Hua Yi took out his phone and said, "You have to wait for the police to explain this matter."
We have to wait until the conclusion is finalized. There will definitely not be enough time. Let’s do our own research first and start from two aspects.”
Outside the hotel, in the car.
Cao Shanjun got in, combed his hair and said: "It's been dealt with. I've surpassed the soul of the dead person. Brother Que, why don't you just go in and deal with that thing? I guess it might still harm people. I passed by that thing.
I found that the yin energy in Gao Xiang’s room was quite heavy and it didn’t leave.”
"Still, are you still there?" Qin Muyu suddenly shrunk into a little chicken, and said with his head shaking: "I can't say anything anymore. If it doesn't work, I will ask the economic manager to reject this film."
"There's no rush to solve that thing. Let's wait and see first," Xiang Que said thoughtfully.
"No, then you and I will be the unlucky ones who die again. We are already connected with the cause and effect. If one of us dies, we will have a bad fate attached to him. This is not worth it." Cao Shanjun closed the newly grown hair on his head.
A few hairs came out.
Wang Xuanzhen glanced at him, frowned and said: "Brother, the few hairs you have together are not as many as those under your crotch. What are you always cleaning up when you have nothing to do?"
"You haven't had hair for twenty years and you're not used to it, Pangpang, do you think I have a new 19-point parting? Isn't it fashionable? It cost more than 300 yuan to cut. I feel good."
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"The money I gave you is better than feeding the dogs. You can still hear two barks. It's such a waste for you."
Xiang Que's head hurt from the noise, and he said irritably: "Stop talking nonsense, what is that...Jun, you accompany Miss Qin back to the hotel, and you treat her as her assistant. Follow her, look.
Pay attention to that guy and stop him from causing trouble again. I'll go and find out what's going on."