I don't know if it's because the entertainment industry is too cruel or because Qu is such a failure. Once he died, the agent's request was not to conduct a thorough investigation and let the deceased rest in peace, but to make a big deal out of a small matter, and even to label him as a "playful man".

Jian Jing was speechless and couldn't help but feel strange.

With such an attitude, was the agent trying to cover up the truth?

But no matter how she tried, the agent refused to give a single suspect. Jian Jing had no choice but to let him go back first and then question the most important witness.

The girl was in a better condition. She was wrapped in a thick bathrobe, holding hot water, and sitting in a daze in the restaurant.

Jian Jing said softly, "I know you are frightened, but there are some questions that cannot be asked. Can you help me?"

The girl nodded reluctantly.

"What's your name?"

"Shao Mai."

Jian Jing: "Network name?"

She nodded and introduced herself as the vice president of Qu Jie's fan club. She has been a fan of him for several years. She often visits the crew or variety shows and is quite familiar with Qu Jie.

As time goes by, the two sides developed a relationship that went beyond idol and fan.

"Xiao Jie told me that he can't fall in love during his career rise." Miss Shao Mai narrated their story with sobs, "I understand him. It's not easy for him to get to where he is today. The competition in the entertainment industry is too fierce... I am already very satisfied now. I am willing to be his fan forever and support him all the time."

Jian Jing thought of the hair on the ground, was silent for a moment, and changed the subject: "Tell me, what happened today?"

Shao Mai Xiao Sister: "After filming in the afternoon, I accompanied Xiaojie to the bar. He was not very happy and said..." She hesitated for a moment, stole a glance at Jian Jing, but continued bravely, "He said that someone in the crew was targeting him. First, they splashed blood on his car, leaving him without a car to rest, and then they deliberately found scenes that he was not familiar with, and deliberately embarrassed him in front of everyone..."

When interviewing witnesses, unless she was asking questions, Jian Jing rarely refuted anything and looked at her encouragingly.

The girl thought she agreed with what she said, and her tone gradually became indignant: "This circle is just looking down on people. Xiaojie works so hard, but everyone is unwilling to see his progress and is unwilling to give him more opportunities."

Jian Jing listened patiently.

Miss Shaomai defended her idol for a long time before getting to the point.

"Tonight, he drank a lot of wine and said that someone was targeting him. The agent kept asking him to say less and cherish the opportunity to film, but Xiaojie got even angrier and drove him away halfway." Shaomai recalled, "Not long after he left, an uncle came over. Xiaojie said he was, yes, the producer... They talked a lot. I was drunk and dazed at the time, so I didn't hear clearly. I don't know how long it took before we left."

Jian Jing asked, "Then what happened? What happened after you returned to the room?"

Shaomai was embarrassed: "Actually, I don't have a good alcohol tolerance. I drank so much today that I lost my memory. I only remember that Xiaojie and I entered the room, and then I have no impression."

"When did you wake up?"

"I don't know... I was half asleep, and suddenly my face felt itchy, and someone was touching my face. I opened my eyes and saw, oh my god, it was all blood." She shuddered, her face showing fear, "Xiao Jie... Xiao Jie has been killed by a female ghost!"

Jian Jing held her hand and said softly, "How do you know it was a female ghost?"

"Isn't it?" Shaomai widened her eyes, her round almond eyes made her look quite childish.

Jian Jing said, "I don't know, maybe it's a male ghost. Who told you it was a female ghost?"

Shaomai tried to recall, "Xiaojie told me that there was a liar pretending to be a ghost, saying that he was haunted by a female ghost in the old house, and he must want to cheat him of his money. He also said that Director Li was very bad and used this shady trick to force him. In fact, he wanted to promote the third male lead. He is a relative of the director."

"It sounds like he doesn't believe in ghosts."

"Uh, yes, he said he didn't believe it, but..." Shaomai was a little confused and couldn't figure it out. He seemed to be confused as to why he thought it was a ghost. He asked in confusion, "If it's not a ghost, where does all the blood come from?"

"I want to know, too." Jian Jing said softly, and then smiled, "By the way, I forgot to ask you, how long have you and Qu Jie been dating?"

Shao Mai was a little shy: "Sister, we are really not boyfriend and girlfriend."

"I mean, how long have you been together?" Jian Jing changed the question.

Shao Mai made a "three" gesture.

"Three years?"

"Three months," she said sheepishly, "Xiao Jie is very principled. We only got together after I became an adult, and we were friends before that."

Jian Jing was like a confidant older sister, and jokingly asked, "Then how long have you been friends?"

"Less than a year," Shao Mai said happily, "I only added him on WeChat last year. Our president gave it to me."

"You all have his WeChat?"

"How is that possible? You have to be an old fan who has contributed to Xiao Jie's career and hasn't left in at least three years." Shao Mai said, "Our management is very strict."

Jian Jing thought to herself, it's not that hard for me to add an actor's WeChat.

However, even though she was secretly complaining, she didn't show any of it on her face: "Did Qu Jie ever tell you that someone wanted to harm him?"

"Yes." Shao Mai nodded firmly, "He said the director wanted to kick him out. Didn't I tell you that, sister, the entertainment industry is very dark." She mistook Jian Jing for a plainclothes policewoman. Jian Jing didn't know whether

to laugh or cry: "It's not career, I mean - murder." Shaomai was stunned, and it took her a long time to say: "No, I don't know." She racked her brains to recall, but she had no relevant impression at all, "Did someone kill Xiaojie?" She became angry almost instantly, "That person must be jealous of him!" "This needs to be investigated." Jian Jing comforted, "What I want to know is, when you were asleep, did you hear any movement, even a little bit will do." Shaomai shook her head: "I have a very poor alcohol tolerance, I get drunk as soon as I drink, and I have no memory of anything." Jian Jing nodded, and seeing that she had no clothes to wear, she said: "Your clothes are all dirty, I'll lend you mine, don't worry, they are all new." Shaomai was still a little embarrassed: "I want to take a shower first, I feel uncomfortable." "Then come back to the hotel with me and rest in my room." "Thank you, sister." Jian Jing sent Shaomai back to the hotel, gave her a set of spare clothes to change, and arranged for her to rest in the room, while she returned to the B&B. The next question was more difficult.

The first person to come back was Miss Bei, but she had already fallen asleep, so Jian Jing had to skip it for now and go directly to ask the third person to come back, the production manager.

He was a middle-aged man in his fifties, thin, with extremely white hair, sitting on the doorstep smoking.

Jian Jing asked: "Director Li has said so, right? I have something to ask."

The production manager nodded and said concisely: "What do you want to ask?"

"Did Qu Jie have a fight with you these two days?" Jian Jing got straight to the point.

The production staff admitted, "Yes, his car was damaged, so they asked me to transfer one to him, which I did. But we only had a business car, which of course couldn't compare with his own RV, so he said I was deliberately making things difficult for him. We had a quarrel."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "It happened yesterday. Oh, no, the day before yesterday." He laughed at himself, "I'm old and my memory is not

good." Jian Jing said, "I feel that he is not very popular in the crew."

"Some people know they are here to work, so they are polite and say hello to us. Some people think they are here to be the boss. We are not shameless, so of course there is no need to coax them." The production staff said bluntly.

"Is this common?"

"There are always a few."

"How many have you encountered?"

"There are always five or six, but he is in the top three."

Jian Jing nodded, then changed the subject and asked, "Did you work a lot last night? I saw you all came back very late."

"I'm fine." The production manager said, "Everything has been arranged. Old Li is more troubled and all the plans are messed up."

"What time did you come back?"

"Around eleven, I didn't pay attention to the exact time." "

You stayed in the room since then?"

"What else? You don't suspect that I killed him?" The production manager asked back, "Just because of the train shunting?"

"I can't say whether I have doubts or not. Everyone wants to prove their alibi." Jian Jing explained calmly, "Just answer me."

The production manager said, "Like you said, I was resting in the room and fell asleep soon."

"Did you call or video chat with your family?"

He shook his head.

"I know."

The next one was the producer who came back with Qu Nanpei. According to Shaomai, he went to the bar to talk to Qu Nanpei.

"Yes, I went to find him specifically." The producer was in his thirties and forties, slightly plump, with a stylishly shaved head. "There's nothing I can do. After all the trouble with Lao Li today, someone has to make peace."

Jian Jing asked, "Are you on good terms with him?"

"It's OK. His boss and I are familiar with each other. We often drink together. I know this guy quite well." The producer talked freely. "In fact, I have a good impression of him. He knows how to deal with things. Teacher Jian, in our line of work, you can be without acting skills, but you must be tactful. I am also surprised that it became like this today."

He shook his head regretfully. "It must be that what happened in the morning irritated him. He is a young man, full of blood. There is a white girl as a foil, who is younger than him and is the leading actor. He has a rage in his heart that he can't vent, so he got angry."

Jian Jing pretended to be surprised. "What happened in the morning? What's there to be angry about?"

"Oh, as the old saying goes, there is no smoke without fire." The producer can talk at a glance, and he is a guy who can't stop talking to pretty girls. He said mysteriously, "Old Li didn't want him to shoot before, but the contract was signed and there was no way, so he used some tricks. He found out and felt that it was against him."

"I tell you, it's inevitable to encounter such things in society. We are not relatives or friends, so of course we talk about interests. Can we talk about human feelings? We are in the same circle, we see each other every day, and everyone talks about human feelings. How can we talk about it?"

Jian Jing: "..."

She silently endured the disgust of being lectured and asked: "Did he listen?"

The producer slapped his thigh and sighed: "He didn't listen. I had to persuade him in every possible way to make him promise to apologize to Old Li tomorrow-the play must be filmed, right?"

"I remember that you came back together." She got to the point, "Did you send him back to his room?"

"Nonsense." The producer said, "He was so drunk, what if he fell? A star's face depends on it."

Jian Jing: "Was the situation in the room normal at that time?"

"Except for being a little messy, it was quite normal." The producer said, "I didn't see the blood at all, I really don't know where it came from."

"Is Qu Jie still sober?"

"Normally, he drank a little too much."

"Did you chat for a while, or did you leave right away?"

The producer said, "I persuaded him a few more times, and I went back only after he promised to apologize."

"Do you know what time it was?"

"A little before 12 o'clock."

"How is the girl, is she drunk?"

"It's okay, you're just talking nonsense."

Jian Jing: "I understand, thank you."