Chapter five hundred and fifty-four the monk who protects the flower
In the hotel, the police initially concluded that vendetta was a premeditated and extremely cruel vendetta. The murderer was very cruel and had a little perverted heart and was also very cunning.
If you are not perverted or cruel, who can still kill people when they kill people.
The criminal police of the municipal bureau adjusted the surveillance camera from the hotel last night on the spot. The three cameras in the front and back of the corridor could all be recorded in Gao Xiang's assistant's room. The incident time was set as the period from last night to the morning of the crew's work.
No suspicious person had walked into the deceased's room during the surveillance, and they were staying on the 18th floor of the hotel. The possibility of this height from outside the window is definitely very small.
The people in the Crime Squad looked full of sorrow and looked dark. This case is so fucked.
In the afternoon, Huayi's boss also came to Nanjing. The producer and the boss must have come to ask about it, and the crew must stop working and cannot continue filming.
There were several people sitting in the director's room, bearded, Gao Xiang's agent and Hua Yi's boss. As for Gao Xiang, they didn't come out in his room. They thought that Gao Xiang had died and his assistant was sad and unwilling to go out.
"This is quite strange. People die inexplicably and there is no movement at all. It's like a ghost. The police have not found any results," Director Feng said worriedly, rubbing his tired face.
"I know almost everything, it's really strange. Lao Wang, you are Gao Xiang's agent and assistant, have been with you for many years. You usually know more about what you think of him," the boss asked frowned.
"For many years, he has been with us and is basically inseparable. If he has such a big grudge with anyone, we will definitely know." The agent leaned on the chair and said speechlessly: "Why do I think it's strange?
What a strange thing is that people die so invisible.”
After a long time of silence in the room, the boss suddenly spoke, "Did you recruit something to lose?"
"Swish" a few gazes were stunned, staring at the boss at a loss.
Huayi's boss continued: "In the early years, Hong Kong-made ghost movies were quite popular. I filmed several movies in a row, and I participated in the investment. Once I went to the Hong Kong set to visit the set and sat with the director and boss there.
When we were together, they said that whenever we were shooting such a film, we had to worship it before turning on the computer, and we had to ask the gentleman to come and see it. If we didn't invite it, we might not be able to worship it, then something might happen.
They mentioned that there was a new director who used to make ghost movies but didn't believe in evil, neither worshiping nor asking for a gentleman."
Director Feng frowned and asked, "What happened?"
"Well, one of the sets of films was in a haunted house. When filming night scenes, an actor went crazy and bite people when he saw them... People were injured and couldn't shoot several films.
Yes, someone gave the director an idea and asked him to see it. He really saw some problems. After the film was solved, the film could continue to be filmed again." Hua Yi's boss grinned and shook his head and said, "You 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 can know which one is true or which is false? Anyway, this procedure must be indispensable. Just treat it as finding psychological comfort."
Director Feng also nodded and said, "I also know several directors in Hong Kong. They also said similar things during dinner and chatting twice. They still believe in this place, but... the key
What's right, we're fucking shooting youth idol romance movies, and we're basically kissing, and we don't care about that kind of thing."
The boss shook his head and said, "It's not necessary to have to make ghost movies and worship. Look, as long as you shoot a movie in Hong Kong, you will worship Guan Erye and the God of Wealth, and you have to dance lions, just because you are afraid of something."
Speaking of this, the boss asked casually: "You didn't encounter any evil things when you were filming."
"No, it went smoothly," said Director Feng.
"Oh, it seems to be really there." The bearded man said at this time: "Last night, Qin Muyu once said Gao Xiang fell into the pond and asked someone to save him, but after we went there, we went into the water and searched twice but didn't
I found someone, and later Gao Xiang came back and said he had never fallen in at all. I think this is a bit weird."
"Well, I heard about it, but I didn't it mean that Miss Qin was dazzled, she admitted it herself," said the agent.
Beard said, "But why do I feel that she was serious when she said it?"
I'm afraid of studying anything afterwards. No one cares about it when the incident happens and then goes through it. But when something really related happens afterwards, they all look like Sherlock Holmes and have a thorough analysis.
, after a while, you will be able to understand it.
"Where is Mu Yu, why haven't you seen her?" the boss asked.
"I told the agent that she was staying at a friend's house. The agent said that she was timid and was scared and didn't come back overnight last night."
"I would rather believe that there is anything than trust that there is nothing. I happened to know a gentleman. I asked him to come and see if the crew rushed to something." Boss Hua Yi took out the phone and said, "You have to wait for the police to do this for you."
There are some people who have been waiting for the conclusion. There will definitely be no time left. Let’s study it yourself first, and let’s start both aspects.”
Outside the hotel, in the car.
Cao Shanjun came in, combed his hairstyle and said, "It's done, I'll give you a lot of souls. Brother Que might go in and solve the thing directly. I guess it might have to harm people. What did I pass by?
Gao Xiang found that the yin energy was quite heavy in Gao Xiang's room, and it didn't leave."
"Still, still here?" Qin Muyu immediately shrank into a little chick, and said with her head shaking: "I said I wouldn't go up any more. If it really doesn't work, I'll ask the economic man to turn this movie off."
"Don't worry about solving that thing, wait and see first," Xiang Que said with contemplation.
"No, then the bad luck of the dead is you and me. We are already involved in cause and effect. If one of them dies, you will have to be destined to be destined to be destined. This is not worth it." Cao Shanjun put his head together and just grew on his head.
A few hairs out.
Wang Xuanzhen glanced at him, frowned and said, "Brother, your hair is not as much as you have under your crotch. Why are you always cleaning up if you have nothing to do?"
"You have not grown hair for more than 20 years, you are not used to it. Pangpang, look at my new research of 19-minute small-segment split style, isn't it fashionable? It's cut for more than 300 yuan, I feel it's so beautiful
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"It's better to feed the money I fucked you with it. I can still hear two yellings. It's a waste of you."
Xiangque's head hurts when he is quarreled, and he said irritably: "Don't talk about uselessness, that... Jun, if you accompany Miss Qin back to the hotel, just treat it as her assistant and follow her, look
Keep that guy and don't let it cause trouble anymore, I'll study what's going on."