Sister Chen was very embarrassed and hinted: "For artists like Bai Yan, most of their fans are young girls, and they will do some 'passionate' actions to some extent. The more passionate the fans are, the more loyal they are."

Jian Jing described: "Are there any particularly fanatical fans, especially possessive of him, which makes people feel particularly uncomfortable?"

Sister Chen sighed, took out her mobile phone, and clicked on a website: "This is the forum of the fan club. You can check the private messages in the background."

Jian Jing took it and saw seven or eight digits of new messages.

The content was astonishing.

"Come on, brother/brother, I will always support you!" ← This is the most normal.

"You are working so hard that someone will definitely see it, come on! We will always be by your side! Never leave, never give up, and follow you through life and death!" ← This is a little exaggerated.

"If you are wronged, you must tell us, I will send that guy to hell! No one can hurt you, I will kill gods and Buddhas, and I will never regret it even if I die nine times."

Jian Jing: Is this how Li Sao is used?

And this is not the most shocking thing.

"Since you looked at me, why don't you pay attention to me?... I know you are afraid of being discovered, it doesn't matter, I am not afraid, as long as I can be with you, I am willing to die tomorrow... If you ignore me again, I can't live for a day, if you don't talk to me again, I will have to die."

Attached is a photo of wrist cutting.

Another said: "Every morning when I wake up, I have to kiss you three hundred times, dear Yanyan... I broke up with my best friend completely just because she said something bad about you... Your new poster is really beautiful. If we have children in the future, they will definitely look like you..."

There are also some large-scale photos.

Another one said: "I saw you today... I saw you again... You smiled at me... I will make those who slander you pay the price... I am willing to do anything for you... You only have me, I am your most loyal secret guard, I will never say a word when I give you an order."

The photo is a shredded poster of a female star.

Jian Jing held her forehead and exhaled slowly.

No wonder the agent didn't notice the clues in advance. Maybe she has already been accustomed to such enthusiasm, or maybe, behind such enthusiasm, they have their own shadows of instigating it.

This road is blocked.

She decisively gave up this idea, sorted out her thoughts, and analyzed with them: "The person is in the crew. It will only take half a day for the police to find him. Are you really not considering it?"

So far, her impression of the crew is that there are too many people and too many hands.

Not to mention the reporters and fans outside the studio, inside the crew alone, except for the sacred and inviolable space within the camera, everyone can walk around everywhere.

It may take Sherlock Holmes to find the suspect without alerting anyone.

"No." Sister Chen rejected it. "To hire someone to investigate in a big way would be equivalent to offending the entire crew. And if the news gets out, the producers, investors, and Cai Tong'er's company will all hate him."

"Teacher Jian, you don't know that it's normal to get injured while filming. Dedicated actors will continue to work even if they are in the hospital." She said it clearly, "Unless someone dies, they won't call the police."

Jian Jing glanced at Jiang Baiyan, he nodded, and whispered, "No, I'll just endure it."

"Crime will escalate, and the more you tolerate it, the more excessive it will be." Jian Jing shook her head and opened her notebook. "Then, I need to know about the crew situation."

Sister Chen tried to briefly describe: "It is divided into several groups. The director group is the director, assistant director, and script supervisor. You have basically met them all just now. The production group is the producer, on-site producer, life producer, external producer, supervisor, coordinator, and finance. The drama group is the drama director and assistants. The photography group is the photographers and lighting. The art group includes a series of people in costumes and makeup."

Jian Jing paused: "So, how many people are there in total?"

Sister Chen couldn't answer, but Jiang Baiyan had an idea: "There are not many people in this group, probably more than two hundred."

Jian Jing: "..." More than two hundred is not a lot?

Jiang Baiyan seemed to have heard her complaints and whispered, "Not many. The last spy drama I filmed had more than 500 people."

She: "..." Picking

a needle in a haystack.

"Dingding," someone knocked on the door and then pushed it open.

A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance came in and asked, "Is your hand seriously injured? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, just a cut." Jiang Baiyan said in a good mood, "It will be fine in two days."

He nodded and asked, "Do you want me to change your role?"

Jiang Baiyan was about to shake his head, but suddenly Jian Jing winked at him, so he changed his words: "No, I'll tell you if the wound doesn't heal well."

"Try to notify me as soon as possible." The other party reminded, "There is a scene in the rain tomorrow."

Jiang Baiyan said, "I know, thank you Brother Liu."

Brother Liu said a few more nice words and left in a hurry.

Sister Chen introduced in a low voice: "This is Brother Liu, the coordinator. He is responsible for arranging the content of the daily shooting."

Jian Jing nodded.

Jiang Baiyan turned around and asked, "Teacher Jingjing, you just..."

Before he could finish his words, there was another knock on the door.

This time it was the head of the props team. He came to apologize and make amends, and he kept saying, "Maybe there was a problem when it was stored. Alas, I'm so sorry."

When filming, there are often scenes like beer bottles hitting heads and breaking glass windows. It is impossible to use real glass. Most of them are specially made of plastic, sugar, and resin. They look exactly the same, but they don't hurt people.

But prop glass also has defects and is not easy to store. If you are not careful, it may break by itself.

He thought that the props team did not check it and put the defective product on. Before Jiang Baiyan dropped it on the ground, it broke in his hand.

"It was an accident. No one wants it to happen." Jiang Baiyan comforted him instead.

The prop master couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and apologized repeatedly. He got up and said goodbye only after he was sure that he would not be held accountable.

"Sister Chen." Jiang Baiyan collapsed and begged, "Tell them not to come. You've said too much."

"Who said you have good relationships?" Sister Chen teased him, and really went out to tell her assistant to watch the door and not let anyone come to disturb her rest. Jian

Jing made a quick decision and got straight to the point: "There are too many people, and my identity is not suitable for investigating them one by one. I have an idea now - you can try to get a little closer to Cai Tong'er."

Sister Chen frowned: "Why?"

"Her purpose is to warn him. If the goal is achieved, she may stop." Jian Jing explained, "If it doesn't work, she will take the next step."

Sister Chen said, "It will be dangerous."

"Yes." Jian Jing nodded, "It's risky."

Sister Chen still wanted to refute, but Jiang Baiyan agreed: "Okay, I'll listen to the teacher."

Jian Jing couldn't help but smile a little, and said gently: "I'm going back first. If it's convenient, tell me the arrangements for the next two days."

Jiang Baiyan gestured "OK".

Jian Jing left with milk tea and chestnut cake, found Xu, the playwright, and chatted with him. She pretended to chat for a few words and then returned to the Devil crew.

When the work was over, she invited Director Huang and playwright Xu to dinner.

Director Huang refused: "It's my turn to treat you. There's a pickled fish restaurant nearby that makes great food. Let's eat there." He did what he said and immediately reserved a table.

Jian Jing couldn't argue with them: "Then I'm shamelessly eating for free."

The three of them ate in the restaurant and talked about Devil 2. Director Huang and screenwriter Xu both drank some wine. Jian Jing sent them back to the hotel and naturally stayed there.

There are several hotels of all sizes near the studio, all of which are booked by various crews and do not accept individual guests. Director Huang has a status, Jiang Baiyan and Cai Tong'er are popular, and the two crews stayed in the one with the best conditions.

This greatly facilitated Jian Jing's work.

She borrowed the crew's name to book a room, and paid extra money herself to move into the best suite, with Cai Tong'er and Jiang Baiyan next door.

It was the time when all the crews were off work. In addition to those who had a night show, some visited each other, some chatted, and some borrowed washing machines to wash clothes. It was very lively.

Jian Jing was a stranger, but there were more than one crew staying in the hotel. When others saw a stranger, they just thought he was from the crew next door and didn't care much.

She wanted to test it out, so she found someone and said that she forgot to bring makeup remover and wanted to borrow it.

The person asked her if she was from a certain crew, and she vaguely agreed. The other party directly gave her half a pack of makeup remover wipes and didn't ask her to return it.

Summary: It's not easy for outsiders to sneak in, but the people living inside are not very vigilant.

Going up to the top floor, I ran into Cai Tong'er.

To be honest, the two of them also filmed "Haunted House Adventure" together, so they are familiar. But she was wearing sunglasses, and she passed by without even glancing at Jian Jing.

Jian Jing: "Tsk."

She swiped her card to enter the room. The room was priced at 800, and that was a discounted price. Normally, a room that a celebrity had stayed in would be sold for 1,200, which was close to a five-star hotel.

Fortunately, the decoration was decent, clean and complete, the door lock was very advanced, and it was double-locked inside, so it was safer than an ordinary hotel.

Jian Jing checked the room inside and out, and there was no place to climb outside the window, just bare red walls. No wonder everyone was shocked when they saw the bloody words. The hotel was in chaos, but the safety factor of the room was not low.

She opened the memo book, drew a line in the middle to divide it into two, wrote clues on the left and inferences on the right.

Clue 1: Don't talk to her/You will regret it

Inference 1: Female, suspected crazy fan

Clue 2: Messages and slips in the room

Inference 2: Can walk around the hotel without attracting attention

Clue 3: Prop cups swapped

Inference 3: Crew members

Clue 4: Messages pointing to Cai Tong'er

Inference 4: Dislike her very much?

The scope is still too large.

She took out the note again, turned up the desk light to the brightest, and carefully smoothed it out.

The red pen is an ordinary oil-based pen. Without professional equipment, one can't tell the difference even if one is blinded. Jian Jing just got close to smell it and faintly smelled a fragrance. It's hard to tell what it smells like, but it doesn't sound like perfume.

Changing the angles a few more times, tiny fragments of light shone on the corners.

Was it like the pearlescent light of eye shadow?

Jian Jing took out a magnifying glass from her luggage bag. Although this thing is ordinary, it can be very useful at critical moments. Isn't it used now?

Under the magnifying glass, the scattered bits of pearlescent light can be seen very clearly. She taped it down with tape, but it turned out to be extremely small pearlescent particles with a golden hue.

"How careless." Jian Jing smiled softly, "It's much easier to find you now."

She sent a message to Jiang Baiyan, asking him when he would do the styling. He told her in advance that she wanted to go and see it.

Jiang Baiyan replied cautiously: "Not early, maybe six o'clock." Jian

Jing: "..."

She quickly washed up and went to bed.

She was a little unaccustomed to the new environment and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. At about one in the morning, there was a sudden noise next door, as if Jiang Baiyan had returned. She turned over and finally fell asleep. Suddenly, she heard a burst of screams like thunder outside the window, which woke her up suddenly. She

looked at the watch. It was already half past six.

She forced herself to get up, opened the window and looked out. My goodness, it was not even dawn at six o'clock in November, but there was a crowd of people at the door of the hotel, all of whom came to watch Jiang Baiyan.

He got in the car and waved to them.

The joy of her idol greeting her instantly overwhelmed her rationality. She didn't know who took the lead, but everyone shouted his name at once.

Jian Jing: _(:з」∠)_Everyone

has left, let me sleep for a while, I’m so fucking sleepy.