This accident had nothing to do with them.
Zhu Jin knew perfectly well that taking a statement would take a little time, but not too long. It was just that the troublesome person he had just taken over was sitting in the police officer's office and refused to leave, even though the statement had already been taken.
When are you leaving?
"It's hot and humid, let's turn on the air conditioning for a while longer."
"There's air conditioning in the car, go back inside and enjoy it." This statement already carried a hint of impatience.
“I… I actually want to know what happened next. A corpse bumping into a car for no reason, we can’t just leave like that. Maybe this means today isn’t a good day to travel, and our collaboration with Director Bai will also be affected—” Cheng Pingxi fiddled with the pen in his hand, his words gradually becoming pessimistic, like a rose at dusk, withered and dejected under the weight of the sunset clouds.
"It can also fail."
"Cheng Pingxi—" Zhu Jin was so angry after hearing this that he wanted to curse him for being a jinx. But after all, as someone in the entertainment industry, he also believed in such feng shui and bad luck. Upon careful consideration, the events of today, as well as the messages he had just received, all indicated that today was not a good day for traveling or discussing business.
Thinking of this, the curse that was about to come out of his mouth was swallowed back down. Perhaps recalling the opinions of those in the industry who had worked with Cheng Pingxi about this young man, he smiled again.
"Okay, I'll enjoy the air conditioning for a bit too," he said, sitting down next to Cheng Pingxi. But in his heart, he was thinking, "I want to see what this kid's up to."
As expected, about seven minutes later, a girl wearing a white T-shirt and a fishtail skirt appeared in Zhu Jin's line of sight.
She raised her slender, fair wrist, removed the fisherman's hat used to shield her from the sun, revealing her clean and cool face.
Zhu Jin noticed a slight hint of surprise flash in the girl's gaze, which lingered for a few seconds before disappearing.
He was clearly more surprised than the girl, and his surprise was tinged with a touch of awe. He was awestruck by the girl's noble yet understated demeanor and beautiful face, and by her flawless skin, which filled him with admiration.
An idea that had not yet taken shape surfaced in his mind.
Immediately afterward, another tall and imposing figure came into view. A young man wearing a white T-shirt and loose gray casual pants. Zhu Jin's breath hitched slightly; this face was no less striking than Cheng Pingxi's.
It's so beautiful.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he had seen countless handsome men and beautiful women, and often admired the beauty of top stars. But the aura of these two, and the inexplicable feeling around them, made him feel that these two were not ordinary people.
Strange, why would he have such a thought?
Zhu Jin suddenly wanted to go up and strike up a conversation to ask for a way out, but the person next to him got up even faster than him.
The boy's hands, which were resting on his sides, clenched into fists in tension.
Zhu Jin was extremely surprised. He followed the tense fist and moved his gaze upwards, landing on the face that resembled the lover in the dreams of the seven-year-old girl and the middle-aged woman.
The boy moved his lips slightly, as if he had something difficult to say, and hesitated for a long time but couldn't squeeze out a single word.
—Oh, this little piece of trash.
This sentence popped into his head for no reason. Zhu Jin turned his head and realized that the girl and the young man did not stop in front of them, as if they had not seen them, but went straight into the Criminal Investigation Brigade office.
The girl suddenly stopped when she reached the door.
A few seconds later, Cheng Pingxi heard a familiar and long-lost voice behind him, "Brother, wait for me a moment. I'll talk to Chu Xiao and then I need to talk to you."
Finally, she added, "It won't take you long, just two minutes."
elder brother?
It seems this little girl is also a fan of his little darling.
but--
etc.
Why does this guy sound so different from the guy I usually hear from his fans? His tone is a bit too calm.
Zhu Jin's mind was racing.
The boy beside him lifted the brim of his hat, his lips curling into a wide, uncontrollable smile. "Well, I don't have much time. I'll give you five minutes."
At this moment, a fashionista named Zhu Jin slowly typed out a question mark.
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