It seems to be going smoothly

Luo Yuwen dragged himself back home. The ceiling light in the living room was flickering. Next to the sofa was a movable whiteboard, on which were recorded all the clues he knew so far.

Yan Ying's roar seemed to still be ringing in his ears. Luo Yuwen took a shower to clear his mind, then sat cross-legged on the sofa and began to search for information about Zhu Zhi on the Internet.

This case must be solved quickly.

According to the information available, Zhu Zhi does not seem to be a professional singer. She first started out as a resident singer in a small theater, but within a few months, she left the theater and signed with a larger, more famous, and more professional music company.

After that, Zhu Zhi released several songs in succession and became a little famous on social media. Then she received invitations to various TV variety shows and became a new star in the entertainment industry.

Luo Yuwen also discovered that although Yan Ming did not own shares in the music company, he had a good relationship with the company's owner. The two had once appeared together at a charity gala. He speculated that Zhu Zhi was able to be signed by the company because of Yan Ming's recommendation.

When I opened Zhu Zhi’s social media, I found that she was very active, often posting photos and interacting with fans. Unlike other artists, she was more approachable.

Zhu Zhi's most recent post was a selfie. She was wearing a headset and dressed elegantly, with the background resembling the set of a variety show. And to Luo Yuwen's surprise, the post even included her location: City A.

In this way, all the information the male secretary had said before matched, and he did not lie.

"But how could someone who isn't a professional singer get a job in a theater right after graduation, and even happen to be in a place invested by Yan Ming..."

Luo Yuwen wrote down this doubt, then picked up a pen and wrote the names Zhu Zhi and Qu Qing on the whiteboard, marking their relationship as lovers. After finishing writing everything, he began to ponder these names.

It was the glass of fruit and vegetable juice ordered by Zhu Zhi that caused Yan Ming's death. The night before the incident, Jiang Shuiying had an argument with Yan Ming and filed for divorce. The male secretary also said that Yan Ming looked in a bad mood that day.

As for Qu Qing, it seems that he has nothing to do with Yan Ming's death at the moment.

As he was thinking, Luo Yuwen's gaze drifted to the word "Jiang Shuiying" written next to Yan Ming.

Luo Yuwen thought about everything that had happened before, including the tears she shed for Yan Ming when he first met her, and how much she kept saying how much she loved her husband.

The two are now allies in name only, but there are too many doubts in the whole matter. Luo Yuwen cannot completely suspect Jiang Shuiying, nor can he clear her name.

"Jiang Shuiying, what exactly do you want to do?"

On the other side, Yan’s house.

The housekeeper was helping Jiang Shuiying pack her clothes in the bedroom. According to her, Jiang Shuiying and Luo Yuwen would be in City A for about three more days. If any emergency occurred, the stay might last a few days.

The housekeeper was thoughtful. Not only did he prepare a few more sets of clothes for Jiang Shuiying, he also prepared a first aid kit and emergency food for her. Jiang Shuiying's backpack was stuffed bulging.

Jiang Shuiying changed into a silk pajamas and half-lying on the recliner. Seeing the housekeeper busying around, she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

"...I'm just investigating a case, not going undercover."

"Besides, you can buy whatever you need. There's no need to bring everything. City A isn't the middle of nowhere."

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper stopped what he was doing, walked over to Jiang Shuiying, squatted down, and put his hands on the edge of the recliner.

"Miss, these shouldn't be in your bag. I should have brought them with me... but you wouldn't let me follow you, so I had to..."

"Stop!" Jiang Shuiying stretched out her hand to interrupt the housekeeper. "I told you that bringing one more person would be very conspicuous. Only Luo Yuwen and I can go. Don't beg me. Wait for me at Yan's house."

"Get out after you're done cleaning up. I need to rest."

The housekeeper lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, before he got up and left Jiang Shuiying's bedroom.

"Yes, miss."

***

The next morning, Jiang Shuiying came out of Yan's house with the housekeeper behind her, and saw Luo Yuwen leaning against an off-road vehicle. He still had the sunglasses on his face, blocking his expression.

For the investigation, Jiang Shuiying changed her usual flamboyant attire, donning a white shirt, a light brown vest, and matching trousers. Her hair remained loose on her shoulders, and she wore a beret on her head.

Jiang Shuiying wore a pair of round-frame glasses without lenses on her nose. She had light makeup under the frames, and some light brown freckles on the middle of her cheeks. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that she was the retired actress Jiang Shuiying who was frequently in the news a few days ago and whose husband had passed away.

She walked up to Luo Yuwen and said with a smile: "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Mr. Detective."

Jiang Shuiying noticed that there was not a single stubble on Luo Yuwen's face, and his hair seemed to have been smeared with hairspray.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yuwen took a step forward with his long legs in Martin boots, opened the passenger door for Jiang Shuiying, and motioned her to go in.

"Nothing, I didn't wait long."

"Please come in, Miss Jiang."

Then Luo Yuwen took the bag from the butler's hand and put it in the back seat. He walked back to the driver's seat, closed the door, started the car, and drove down the mountain.

The car was at a comfortable temperature and clean. Luo Yuwen's car diffuser was different from other diffusers, with a lemon and soap scent. Jiang Shuiying sat comfortably in the passenger seat, looking very happy.

She watched Luo Yuwen drive without looking away, and said in a teasing tone, "Luo Yuwen, I didn't expect your car to be so clean and smell so good."

Jiang Shuiying's gaze stayed on Luo Yuwen, from his clean face to his strong chest, and then to his tight waist and abdomen...

"I thought a muscular man like you would be more, uh, casual? I didn't expect you to be so neat."

The feeling of being stared at by Jiang Shuiying inevitably made Luo Yuwen a little nervous. He swallowed and replied:

"When a river is full, whether a person is rough or not is one thing, but whether he likes to be clean or not is another."

Hearing this, Jiang Shuiying shrugged and said, "Okay."

City A is a coastal city, right next to City G, only a few hours' drive away. If there is no traffic jam, the two can arrive at noon.

Luo Yuwen drove steadily, while Jiang Shuiying was checking Zhu Zhi's updates in the passenger seat, intending to get to know her late husband's "lover" in advance.

Jiang Shuiying also saw the location-tracking post Zhu Zhi had sent. She told Luo Yuwen about it, and he recounted everything he had discovered the previous night. He even investigated more thoroughly than Jiang Shuiying, including the fact that Zhu Zhi had signed with a music company in just a few months.

After hearing this, Jiang Shuiying only said that she seemed to have met the boss of a music company at a banquet, and she didn't say anything else. She also reacted indifferently to the fact that Yan Ming was supporting Zhu Zhi, as if she was talking about someone else's business, as if Yan Ming was not her husband.

"It seems that Mr. Detective is quite well prepared this time."

"Of course, I'll do it since I promised you."

Jiang Shuiying just smiled and didn't say anything.

The car fell into a brief silence. The journey was not far. Jiang Shuiying had just looked through Zhu Zhi's social media when Luo Yuwen's car drove into the toll station and entered City A. Jiang Shuiying looked at the time and it was not yet noon.

Coastal cities are well-landscaped, but Zhu Zhi's filming location is in the suburbs, a long road around the coast. Jiang Shuiying opened the car window, and the salty sea breeze blew in, ruffling her curly hair.

On the way, the two discussed and decided to go directly to Zhu Zhi's studio to see if they could find a chance to get in and see if they could meet Zhu Zhi. However, Luo Yuwen was quite worried, after all, the studio was not open to everyone, but he still drove into the studio according to Jiang Shuiying's instructions.

When they arrived at their destination, the two stood outside the set and found that the surroundings were deserted. The set was filled with white greenhouses and buildings of various ages and types. There were also high fences around it, and even electric fences on top of them.

The security guard at the gate came forward when he saw Luo Yuwen's car. He knocked on the car window expressionlessly and asked Luo Yuwen if he had a pass. When he saw the two people in the car said no, the security guard's expression became even more ferocious and he roared and drove the two away.

"Hurry up! You're not allowed in here without a pass!"

"Wait a minute! We are here to look for Zhu Zhi and Zhu Xiao..."

"It's no use asking anyone! You're not allowed in here without a pass! Get out of here!"

Under the security guard's roar, Luo Yuwen turned the car around and stopped about five or six hundred meters from the set. When the two men got out of the car, they found the security guard still standing there.

"Jiang Shuiying, are all the film sets so strict?"

Jiang Shuiying put her hands over her face to block the sun, her eyes narrowed unconsciously: "It's normal to have security on the set, but it wasn't this strict when I was filming before."

Luo Yuwen put his hands on his hips and looked around under his sunglasses, trying to search for clues, but there was nothing around except grass and trees, not even a human figure.

Afterwards, Luo Yuwen thought for a while and decided to drive around the set to see if he could find a place to sneak in. Jiang Shuiying thought it was feasible and got in the car with Luo Yuwen again.

The result was beyond their expectations. There was only one exit on the entire set, and the rest of the place was fenced. There was no other way out at all.

There was no other way, so Luo Yuwen drove the car under the shade of a tree, intending to rest for a while before thinking of a solution.

Luo Yuwen opened the car window, propped his elbow against it, picked up a lighter with his other hand, and spoke to Jiang Shuiying in the passenger seat:

"Jiang Shuiying, do you mind smoking?"

Jiang Shuiying glanced at Luo Yuwen and said, "If you mind, cut it off."

Luo Yuwen silently put away his cigarette and turned to look out the window. Unable to smoke, he turned his attention back to how to get to the set.

His gaze moved from the film set not far away, to the tree beside him, and then to the grass under the car. Finally, Luo Yuwen's gaze stopped at Jiang Shuiying, who was sitting in the passenger seat. At this point, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

Jiang Shuiying felt Luo Yuwen's gaze. She raised her head from her phone and looked at the man opposite her questioningly.

Luo Yuwen thought for a moment and said, "Jiang Shuiying, you are now the largest shareholder of Yan's, which means you are the boss of Yan's."

"So, may I ask, Boss, does anyone know someone who can make some arrangements and allow us onto the set?"