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Chapter 41 The Female Corpse in the Bathroom (13)

Zhuo Ying and her mother share a studio with a total area of ​​only [-] square meters. The living room and bedroom are integrated, and there is a separate bathroom and kitchen, but they are not large.

The decoration inside the house is very Internet-famous, and there are very few practical furniture. Except for the bed, wardrobe and a double sofa, there are all useless decorations and a bunch of fill lights.

There are mobile phones and cameras on the table, which are used by Zhuoying for live broadcasting.

Jiang Wenchi asked Zhuo Ying: "Does Zhuo Ying not have her own space? You have been sleeping together?"

"Yeah, she has been like this since she was a child. Sometimes I go out to shoot short videos and don't come back to live. She can't sleep by herself."

Zhuoying answered as a matter of course.

"Then does she have her own desk? Must study?"

Zhuoying pointed to the kitchen uncomfortably: "The house is small, I don't cook much, so I put the desk in the kitchen for her."

Jiang Wenchi and Qin Chuan walked into the kitchen. In the small kitchen of less than four square meters, the place where the stove should have been installed was empty, and there were almost no other kitchen utensils except a microwave oven.

A simple white desk stands here abruptly.

The desk is neat and tidy, different from Zhuo Ying's style, Zhuo Ying is a well-organized person.

All the books were neatly arranged by category, Jiang Wenchi flipped through them casually, and remembered all the notes neatly and clearly.

Zhuoying leaned against the door and watched, and couldn't help showing off: "Although our Xiaoying is an art student, our cultural courses are not bad. If it weren't for the professional interview, we would never pass the entrance examination, and we would have passed the ordinary university entrance examination."

"Why do you have to be an actress? Does she like it?" Jiang Wenchi looked at Zhuoying.

Zhuoying's eyes flashed, she turned her head and walked out of the kitchen without speaking.

Jiang Wenchi sighed silently, being a mother is obviously the hardest thing, why doesn't she need to take an exam, she can do it casually.

The kitchen area was too small, and Qin Chuan looked too tall here. When he turned around, he accidentally bumped into the table. The poor-quality plywood desk shook, and one corner collapsed.

Jiang Wenchi lowered his head and saw that a piece of paper on the ground that was used to support the legs of the table was displaced due to the collision.

Jiang Wenchi squatted down and put the paper back on the corner of the table.

Qin Chuan sighed: "It turns out that children still use this method to pad the corners of the table."

Jiang Wenchi laughed: "That's right, we used to do the same when we were young. Some girls would write the names of people they hate on this piece of paper, calling it 'repression'."

Qin Chuan was surprised: "Really? I really don't know about this."

Jiang Wenchi smiled: "Team Qin will definitely not be 'suppressed' with his looks. There is a high probability that your name was written on the table with a heart drawn on it."

It is impossible to be handsome without knowing it. Qin Chuan's appearance has been praised countless times by countless people since he was a child. As long as he is not a fool, he can clearly know how harmful his face is to the country and the people.

But it was the first time, after being praised by someone, I felt a little happy.

It seemed that there was a little deer that couldn't restrain himself from jumping on the spot, and the hearts of those who jumped were trembling.

Jiang Wenchi, who was provocative but didn't know it, had a flash of inspiration and took out the piece of paper that he had just put back.

When I opened it, I didn't see the name of the person, but the "paper" turned out to be a photo printed in color.

The photo is taken from the side, a typical girlfriend's perspective.

The one being photographed was a young man with a shirtless upper body. He was leaning on the bed, smoking a cigarette and playing with his mobile phone. He didn't seem to know that he was being photographed. The expression on his face was lazy and relaxed.Still very familiar.

Seeing that Jiang Wenchi had discovered something, Qin Chuan knelt down and looked over.

"Zhou Yichen?"

"You know him?" Jiang Wenchi asked suspiciously.

"You don't know?" Qin Chuan was also puzzled.

The two looked at each other for half a second, and Qin Chuan laughed: "You really don't look like a young girl. Although I haven't watched his drama, there are huge posters of him all over the street, so it's hard not to recognize him. "

Only then did Jiang Wenchi realize why this photo looked familiar to him. Zhou Yichen's huge smiling face was printed on the bus that often passed by the city bureau gate.

It's no wonder she didn't think about it for a while, this man looks handsome in clothes, but when he takes off his clothes, he's... a dog.

Jiang Wenchi curled his lips: "The little girls don't have very good eyesight, this man doesn't care what he wants."

Qin Chuan was taken aback when he heard the words, subconsciously looked down at his firm and plump chest muscles and the lines of his strong and powerful arms, and curled the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Jiang Wenchi turned over the paper and saw two lines written in the corner behind it.

The first line is written in a fountain pen, with beautiful and neat handwriting: it is my misfortune and great fortune to meet you.

The second line is shallow pencil writing, but the same graceful handwriting is a bit scribbled: If I run away with my child, will you blame me?
Jiang Wenchi and Qin Chuan looked at each other, and said in unison: "Is the child his?"

When Qin Chuan led the team to find Zhou Yichen, he was filming on the set.

Qin Chuan and others were stopped by the assistant director, waiting for him to finish filming the scene.

The weather in June was not yet hot enough for the sun, but as soon as the director yelled "click", two assistants rushed up to him and held up big black umbrellas to completely cover Zhou Yichen in all directions.

"Hey, what kind of golden bell-covered iron cloth shirt is this?"

Cao Tianyuan couldn't help complaining.

Zhou Yichen's visual height is 185, and his assistants are two little girls who are 1.6 meters high. It is very difficult to lift the umbrella, and it is really difficult to keep up with his striding strides.

Jiang Wenchi couldn't help frowning.

Fortunately, the RV was not far away. After Zhou Yichen got in the car, the assistant director also followed. After a while, a middle-aged woman wearing sunglasses came down and walked towards Jiang Wenchi and the others proudly.His momentum was somewhat similar to that of Wu Minjun.

"Are all the people in this circle belong to the big goose? If you don't raise your neck so high, you won't be able to walk steadily?" Cao Tianyuan's barrage today is a bit dense.

As soon as he spoke, the big goose manager had already walked in front of Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan took out his police officer ID and was about to introduce himself when the other party interrupted Qin Chuan impatiently without even taking off his sunglasses.

"The police? What can we do with Yichen? If it's because of fans going crazy again, please contact our company's legal affairs directly. They will arrange a lawyer to deal with it."

Qin Chuan's eyes turned cold, and he handed over his police officer's card, almost hitting the other party's face: "I'm the captain of Xinchuan City's major case brigade, Qin Chuan. We came to find Zhou Yichen because of a criminal case."

After listening to Qin Chuan's words, the other party was stunned for a moment, but after all, he was a manager, and this face-changing kung fu was also a master. He immediately took off his sunglasses and showed a flattering smile.

"Criminal case? Police comrades, you can't make a mistake, right? We, Yichen, have been on the set for a month and are on the set every day. How could we get involved with this kind of thing?"

Qin Chuan didn't want to talk too much with her, so he took out a summons card and held it in front of her face: "This is the summons card, please come back to the bureau with us to cooperate with the investigation."

"Now?" The agent looked back at the dozens of people at the scene, as if thinking about how to procrastinate.

Jiang Wenchi stepped forward and pointed to the light that flashed across the treetops in the distance.

"Is the one on the top called a proxy shooter? Do you think it's better for us big stars to come out on their own, or is it more photogenic to be escorted out by our people?"

　A round of pk passed smoothly!Thank you guys! The second round will start today, and I will ask for another wave of votes!Qiuqiu boys look at Xiao Jiang's face and cast a few more votes!
　　
　
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