When asked by Director Chen, Song Hanyu's heart sank, but she was an actress after all, so her expression was correct and she looked very confused.
"The stuff on the internet was deleted before I even read it. The mosaics looked all bloody, which was indeed quite scary, but why did they say the death was intriguing? Is there something wrong with it?"
Song Hanyu swallowed her saliva, curious and afraid: "Can you show me the photo?"
"This is a private matter and cannot be disclosed. Miss Song can go now. I will call you if I need anything." Director Chen said.
"What should I do about the internet? They are all scolding me, saying I'm a murderer. I'm scared." Song Hanyu pretended to be aggrieved.
Director Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, and suddenly chuckled: "Miss Song, when you walk out of the police station today, all the rumors will be broken, right?"
His tone was so certain that Song Hanyu always felt that he knew a lot.
She lowered her eyes and hurriedly picked up her bag, her steps a little flustered: "Then I'm leaving."
Director Chen just watched Song Hanyu leave. His intuition told him that there was definitely something wrong with her.
Perhaps, it has something to do with metaphysics?
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When talking about metaphysics, one thinks of Su Tang. Director Chen turned on his cell phone and called her to ask what was going on, but the call was not connected.
"Strange, where is the person?" Director Chen muttered as he listened to the phone being hung up by a mechanical voice.
He put his phone aside, planning to wait a few hours before asking again.
As soon as Song Hanyu left the police station, she was surrounded by reporters.
"Ms. Song, why did you go to the police station just now? Did you come out because you are innocent?"
"What do you think about the makeup artist's death?"
"Miss Song, do you really have nothing to do with this matter?"
"Are you happy that the makeup artist died?"
The reporters spoke sharply and surrounded Song Hanyu, unwilling to let her leave. Of course, she herself had no intention of leaving. After all, if she answered well, this would be a good opportunity to gain fans.
She seemed uneasy in front of the camera, but forced herself to answer cautiously.
"I went to the police station on my own. I had no choice. Everyone was suspicious of me. There were even a lot of insulting messages in the background asking me to turn myself in, saying that I was the murderer. This was the only way I could prove myself."
"I am also very sad about the death of the makeup artist and want to know what happened, but the police said they cannot reveal any information related to the case. I can only hope that the real murderer will be caught as soon as possible so that the deceased can rest in peace."
Song Hanyu's words sounded nice, and the reporters' expressions became much gentler. Seeing that her goal had been achieved, she got in the car and left.
There was an anti-peep film on the car. She looked at the people outside with a mocking smile on her lips.
A bunch of idiots.
They will never find the murderer in their lifetime, after all, the murderer is a ghost.
When Song Hanyu's car was leaving, a black Audi A8 passed by it. The man in the back seat looked out the window with a frown on his face, folding his hands with a long string of white jade.
The car stopped and Captain Liu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, got out immediately and opened the door for the back seat.
Xie Jinglin stepped out of the car. The reporters who had not yet left gasped when they saw his face and subconsciously wanted to pick up the camera to take a picture, but Captain Liu quickly stopped them.
He took out his police ID and scolded the reporters: "Don't take pictures of anyone. This is infringing on your privacy. I will make you pay for it."
The reporters did not dare to act rashly in front of the police and could only leave reluctantly.
Captain Liu withdrew his gaze and looked at Xie Jinglin. The man was dressed in a new Chinese style. He was tall and slender, handsome and extraordinary, especially his aura was outstanding.
The two entered the police station.
Hearing that it was Xie Jinglin who came, Director Chen hurried out to greet him. He couldn't wait to take out the photos of the scene and said, "Take a look at this crime scene. Our people can't see anything, but I always feel that this matter is not simple."
In the photo, the woman's body is extremely horrifying.
Xie Jinglin paused while sliding the beads and nodded: "Yes."
"Based on the bite and scratch marks on the body, it can be determined that it is a Kumantong."
"Kumantong, this thing actually exists?" Director Chen widened his eyes, his face full of shock.
Captain Liu lowered his head in silence, not knowing what he was thinking, but in his heart, he didn't believe it at all.
The next second, Director Chen slapped his thigh and said, "I remember now. I was just about to tell you that you can search for Song Hanyu on your phone. Her makeup artist had a conflict with her before she died. I think there's something wrong with this person."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jinglin took out his cell phone and looked at his Nokia. Director Chen and Captain Liu were both silent, with expressions that were hard to describe.
But he himself didn't realize anything was wrong, and asked in confusion: "How do I search?"
"It's strange that you can find any information on this phone." Director Chen laughed.
He searched on his mobile phone and handed it to Xie Jinglin. His eyes, which had been calm before, widened slightly at this moment and he looked very surprised.
After taking the phone, he read the message carefully.
#The makeup artist's death is suspicious. She once had a conflict with a famous actress. Is it an accident or murder? Waiting for the police to verify#
"Here is a video you can click on." Director Chen said considerately.
The sound of the makeup artist and Song Hanyu arguing was heard on the phone.
The voice disappeared, but Xie Jinglin was still looking at his phone with a complicated expression.
"That woman did have something on her body, but I couldn't see it through the screen. I could only feel that it was a very sinister object, and it felt very similar to the car that just passed by me."
"Passing by?" Director Chen asked.
He suddenly realized, "Song Hanyu came to the police station just now. She said that too many people scolded her online and wanted me to give her justice. She really left before you came. The one you passed by was probably her."
"That's right." Xie Jinglin nodded.
"But from a legal perspective, we can't really confirm that she has a problem. We still have to find evidence," said Director Chen.
Xie Jinglin nodded: "Let the Xuanbu people do this, it will be a good opportunity for them to practice."
Captain Liu, who was standing nearby, took a deep breath when he heard this and observed a moment of silence for the guys on his team.
They can kill people, but they have to let them deal with such a vicious Kumantong.
Sure enough, next Director Chen said, "Okay, then Captain Liu, you can help get a few people over here."
"Okay, the people under my command just lack training." Captain Liu said with a wry smile.
"Let's go. Don't waste time by asking me to see Su Tang." Xie Jinglin said.
Hearing the familiar name, Director Chen quickly stopped the two of them: "Who did you say you were going to see? What's going on?"
Captain Liu then remembered that he and Su Tang were very familiar with each other, and sighed, "Su Tang is inexplicably unconscious, and no one knows what happened. We can only ask Jing Xing to go out and take a look."
Director Chen looked very unhappy: "Then hurry up and wake him up!"
He followed the two men to the police station's door and watched their backs as they walked away, silently cheering for Su Tang in his heart.
Sitting in the car again, Xie Jinglin was thoughtful: "That Su Tang, you all seem to care about her very much."
He heard that she was also a genius, but in his impression, geniuses were arrogant and unapproachable.
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