Just when Jiang Baiyan was in doubt, a bright light appeared in front of him.

The lights came on. Jian Jing

stood in front of him, trying to hold back his laughter: "Your posture... scares you?"

Jiang Baiyan put down his hand awkwardly, pretending nothing happened: "Teacher Jingjing, why is it you?"

"I want to try to see if I can sneak into your room." She explained.

Her actions today are divided into three parts. In the morning, she wandered around the set to find out the news of many makeup artists. In the afternoon, she went to the Devil crew to show her face and find an excuse to stay one more night. After dinner, she returned to the hotel to find a way to enter other people's rooms.

To be honest, the operation was unexpectedly simple.

Although each room has a card, the hotel staff has a universal card. The card is placed in the combination cabinet behind the counter and is taken out by the staff when needed.

Jian Jing pretended to have lost something and asked the hotel to help check the surveillance. At first, the waiter said something like "Please let us check it for you later", but after she stuffed two hundred yuan into the room, he immediately changed his mind and allowed her to go into the computer room.

There were tables of all the surveillance in the computer room. She scanned them one by one and found that things were much simpler than she thought.

There was a surveillance on the floor, but only one. Jiang Baiyan lived in the cleanest room inside, close to the emergency exit, and there was a surveillance blind spot.

And the surveillance in the lobby... was broken.

In other words, the number of surveillance cameras in the surveillance list was far less than what she saw in the hotel.

It wasn't just one or two that were "broken".

Maybe the hotel thought that there was nothing valuable in the lobby, so it would be enough to take a photo of the front door. But this gave others an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The hotel was booked by the crew and did not accept individual guests. The reception was often empty. Jian Jing sneaked a peek at the password and got a universal card in just half a minute.

No wonder the crime rate in this world is so high, the threshold is too low.

But I can't say this to Jiang Baiyan.

Jian Jing said, "As you can see, it's not difficult to sneak into someone else's room."

Jiang Baiyan patted his chest, feeling very aggrieved: "You could have told me, I was almost scared to death."

"Your phone is in someone else's hands, and it will only cause trouble if someone sees it." Jian Jing is not blind, she can't understand how Chen Jie is on guard, but she doesn't care, "I'm sorry I scared you."

Jiang Baiyan intended to make fun of her instead of calculating: "Forget it. Is the teacher waiting for me?"

"Her crime rate is accelerating, and her patience is getting less and less. She has to work during the day and can't get away easily. Night is the best opportunity, I can't let you take risks."

The first time I left a message on the mirror and the second time I poured detergent into the cup were five days apart. The second and third times I used glass props were three days apart.

From yesterday afternoon to early morning tonight, a day and a half has passed.

Jiang Baiyan not only did not stay away from Cai Tong'er, but also had a pleasant conversation with her, which must have angered her. She was afraid that she could not wait too long. The best opportunity to take action would be in the dead of night when everyone was asleep.

"Then," he hesitated, "Does Teacher Jingjing have anyone he suspects?"

Jian Jing smiled: "Seventy percent sure."

Without an accurate investigation target, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack to find a suspect in the crew, but once the suspect is identified, it would be much easier to find out about her. The

black technology telescope card is unexpectedly easy to use.

There are many prop cars from the Republic of China period parked in the studio, with a very high chassis. She climbed in when no one was paying attention, stared at the other person with a telescope, and while monitoring, she also finished a cup of coffee and a portion of fried chicken.

However, the other party did not reveal any clues throughout the day.

There was no time.

The assistant was too busy. There were so many extras, and they all needed their help to look after the looks.

So Jian Jing thought that the evening was the best time.

"This is my room card." She gave her room card to Jiang Baiyan, "You can stay at my place for a night."

Jiang Baiyan was stunned for a moment, and took it hesitantly.

There was a noisy sound outside the door.

"Is Baiyan here? Tong'er bought supper for everyone." Cai Tong'er's agent knocked on the door.

Jian Jing dodged and hid in the bathroom.

Jiang Baiyan opened the door and refused the kindness: "I don't eat at night, thank you."

"It's okay, I have an iodine cotton swab here, is your wound okay?" The agent was very enthusiastic and thanked him again and again, "Our Tong'er just started filming not long ago, please take care of her."

Jiang Baiyan smiled professionally and perfunctorily.

The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a long time before the awkward chat ended.

"A-choo." Jiang Baiyan sneezed, thought about it and said, "Teacher, Cai Tong'er's door is open, I will go there later, can I take a shower first? It's a bit cold."

Jian Jing certainly had no objection, and said casually: "Remember not to get the wound wet."

Jiang Baiyan: "Oh." It was already soaked.

He took the dry clothes and walked into the bathroom, quickly turned on the hot water to take a shower to drive away the coldness. Water flowed through the palm of his hand and seeped into the gauze, causing a fine and sharp pain in the wound.

It really hurt, but it hurt so much that it couldn't be in vain.

Jiang Baiyan shook his hands, poured shampoo and shower gel with his left hand, and finished the bath with difficulty.

Outside the door.

Jian Jing and Kang Mucheng were chatting on WeChat.

He didn't know her real purpose, but just told her not to interfere with the filming of the crew: [Director Huang is very resistant to other people's interference. If you want to be the screenwriter yourself, we will mention it when we shoot the second film.]

Jian Jing: [I didn't say anything, I just looked around.]

After she said this, Kang Mucheng asked: [Do you think there is anything inappropriate? ]

Jian Jing recalled and said realistically: [It's OK]

Kang Mucheng: [That's good]

She: [^_^]

After talking and putting away her phone, she saw Jiang Baiyan leaning on the back of the bathroom door, looking at her hesitantly.

"Teacher Jingjing, am I causing you trouble?" He said weakly, looking uneasy, "Boss Kang definitely doesn't want you to get involved, it's too dangerous."

Jian Jing smiled and said, "I wanted to come to visit the class, and solving your problem is just a side job."

Jiang Baiyan rubbed his face and said embarrassedly, "Well, Teacher Jingjing..."

"Hmm?"

"The gauze fell off." He stretched out his hand and asked pitifully, "Can you help me fix it? It hurts."

The disinfectant gauze sent by Cai Tong'er's agent came in handy.

While Jian Jing was disinfecting and bandaging him, he asked curiously: "Did you really fight with someone today? It looks worse than yesterday." "I

was hit a few times accidentally." Jiang Baiyan said, "It's normal to get injured when acting."

Jian Jing sighed and speeded up the bandaging.

"A-choo." He sneezed again.

Jian Jing looked at him and frowned: "Put on your clothes quickly, be careful of catching a cold."

"You can't put on clothes with one hand." Jiang Baiyan whispered, and pink appeared under the skin of his cheeks.

Jian Jing: "..." What's wrong with this kid? If he can't put on clothes, he can just put on a bath towel. He hides behind the door as if he is shy, looking stupid.

However, the two of them were not familiar with each other after all, so she didn't say anything and tightened the bandage: "Don't touch water anymore, it will leave scars."

"Oh." He agreed obediently and put on his pajamas and came out.

Jian Jing opened a crack in the door and looked at herself in the mirror of the eyebrow powder box. There was no one in the corridor: "Go and rest. Have a good sleep."

Jiang Baiyan hesitated: "Is it okay for Teacher Jingjing to stay in the room alone?"

Jian Jing thought to herself that it was not a big problem to subdue a girl now, but this was Jiang Baiyan's room. If there was a commotion, he might not look good, so she said: "Let Sister Chen come over later."

Jiang Baiyan: "...Oh."

He took his belongings listlessly and left to rest in the next room.

Ten minutes later, Sister Chen came and knocked on the door.

"You and I will stay here tonight." Jian Jing went straight to the point.

Sister Chen was worried: "Will she really come?"

"Yes." For some reason, Jian Jing had an inexplicable intuition about this. The other party must be angry, and the flames of anger will continue to burn her heart. Even if she lies in bed, she will not have the slightest desire to sleep until disappointment and anger overwhelm everything and force her to get up and vent.

Jian Jing thought so firmly, and suddenly came to her senses - wait, I don't understand criminal psychology, how can I act like I know it? And put myself in her shoes?

God, don't I have the potential to be antisocial?

She shuddered and stopped thinking in time.

"Anyway, you lie on the bed and pretend to be asleep. I'll be responsible for handling the matter when someone comes." Jian Jing asked, "Is this arrangement okay?"

Sister Chen had no objection, but just asked, "Where's Bai Yan?"

"In my room."

Sister Chen smiled, "Then he can sleep well today. Xiao Bai is not easy. Even though he has a high fever now, he may fall down at any time. We can't make any mistakes."

Jian Jing fiddled with the tissue box, put the cell phone in it for monitoring, and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Teacher, don't get me wrong, I just want to thank you." Sister Chen smiled and said, "The company has its own concerns, and sometimes it has to sacrifice the interests of the artists. But when encountering such a thing, it can be a disaster. Someone's car caught fire before and he almost died."

She said it sincerely, and Jian Jing said, "It's nothing."

Sister Chen paused, as if she had made up her mind, "May I ask why you are willing to make this trip?"

In fact, she didn't dislike Jian Jing. Who wouldn't like a smart, beautiful and capable girl? But it was because she was too good that people were worried.

What do young idols fear the most? Falling in love.

She is afraid that the man will have feelings for her and the woman will have feelings for him. When the time comes, she can't stop them, and her good future will give way to love.

However, Jian Jing replied: "The case is not difficult, I think I can give it a try, what's wrong?"

Sister Chen: "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Jian Jing was even more puzzled than her.

Sister Chen: "...It's okay."

Jian Jing smiled, put the tissue box on the bedside, and borrowed Sister Chen's mobile phone to hide behind the washbasin in the bathroom: "Everything is ready, just waiting for her to come."

Sister Chen responded and crossed her arms.

Someone covets it, and I am afraid that the child will go astray, but I don't care... Why am I still a little depressed?

Kiki lay motionless on the bed, breathing very lightly, for fear that Nika in the same room would hear it.

She is a makeup assistant. No one has the patience to remember the names of the assistants, so they all have easy-to-remember nicknames, such as Xiaoke, Yezi, and Liangliang, as simple as possible.

After so many days, she still didn't know what Nika's real name was, and Nika certainly didn't know her either.

Kiki's real name is Du Qi, which is a common name when written, but the homophony is not elegant. When she was in school, she was often laughed at because of this name.

Inferiority was the main theme of Du Qi's student days.

She was not pretty, and her brain was not very smart. The only thing that could be considered a bit talented was probably art. When she was a child, the teacher of the interest class praised her for her bold use of colors and her rich imagination.

But that was when she was seven or eight years old.

The older she gets, the more mediocre she

becomes. She wanted to take the art exam in the college entrance examination, but her family had no money to support her, so she still studied cultural courses and barely went to a junior college, where she lived day by day. Her roommate loved chasing stars, so she took her to chase them, and the two of them went to Hengdian to be extras several times.

It was at that time that Du Qi met Jiang Baiyan.