Xie Wei blinked hard.

Then, the hospital disappeared from his sight, the doctors, nurses, patients disappeared, the crowd disappeared, and the blurry young people disappeared.

Instead, there was an empty room with only two people in it.

Him, and the girl in front of him.

Xie Wei hadn't looked at a young girl properly for many years. He could hardly remember the last time he looked at someone properly.

Five years ago? Or six years ago?

It wasn't like he had been in a slump since "The Mystery of the Song Dynasty". In fact, although he didn't become popular ten years ago, his performance was still recognized by many people, and there were still people willing to give him a chance.

Xie Wei remembered that he had starred in Director Huang's movies, Director Ding's costume dramas, and Director Chen's idol dramas. The directors were also gambling, thinking that he was just unlucky and would soar to fame sooner or later.

But, they all lost.

Many people only have one chance, and he had so many, which was already the limit. Even if the chances were smaller and smaller, and the quality was lower and lower.

He seemed to have a premonition, and cherished the hard-won opportunities more and more. Even if it was just a small role, he would put in a lot of effort to study.

In the end, his world was filled with empty characters and illusionary scenery.

Xie Wei was no longer Xie Wei, but the role itself.

However, such superb acting skills were only seen by an unknown assistant director.

He said: "Xie Wei, your acting skills are at the level of the best actor, but I can't use you."

"Why?"

"Because the male lead can't act at all."

That was three years ago.

His acting skills can be on the same stage with the best actor, and his performance should be arranged by a famous director, but everyone knows that he will never have such an opportunity again.

Xie Wei is out of fashion and has become obscure.

No one would ask him to film again.

From then on, the world in his eyes became like a Picasso painting.

Through drug control and psychological intervention, he was able to distinguish between hallucinations and reality, and it no longer interfered with his life. But as soon as he entered the acting state, hallucinations would come one after another.

Thoughts turned a thousand times, but in reality it was just a snap of the fingers.

Xie Wei gathered his scattered thoughts and smiled at Jian Jing: "My condition is not very good. Can I try again?"

Jian Jing was stunned and frowned.

But Director Huang said: "Then try again."

He said: "Thank you."

Xie Wei cherishes every audition opportunity, because he may never appear in the camera, and being able to act once in a fake way is rare enough.

Jian Jing sat back and bit her lip unconsciously.

Xie Wei started to perform again.

It was still the same segment as before, but this time, all the shadows lurking around him disappeared.

He himself turned into a blurry shadow, neither good nor evil, like a black hole, with the skin on the outside indistinguishable from that of a human being, but between his looks and recollections, there was a chaos that was out of place.

This is the devil.

Jian Jing recalled Shao Meng's performance. He acted very well, but there were some traces of acting, unlike Xie Wei, who had completely abandoned himself and was natural.

Director Huang's breathing suddenly became rapid, his eyes lit up, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.

Jian Jing wanted to say something, but the words couldn't come out, so he had to look at Xie Wei again.

He also looked at her, as if asking, did I act well this time?

Good, of course good, but even better...

During lunch, Jian Jing stopped Zhang Hongchun: "Miss Zhang, can we talk?"

Zhang Hongchun hesitated and agreed.

The two sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and eating matcha cake while chatting.

Jian Jing asked Zhang Hongchun about her experience since her debut. After paving the way, she asked: "Yesterday, you said that Tao Tao knew this long ago, why did she do it in the first place? What does that mean?"

Zhang Hongchun lowered her eyes and said lightly: "She didn't do it because of the photo... She shouldn't have taken it. She thought nothing would happen, but the higher you go, the more dangerous it is."

Jian Jing didn't believe it immediately, and asked again: "What do you think about Shao Meng's death?"

"I'm not familiar with him." Zhang Hongchun's mouth was tight.

"Where's Tao Tao?"

"She and I are several levels apart, and we don't have much contact with each other normally." Zhang Hongchun said calmly.

Jian Jing was silent for a while, then slowly said: "You just said that you debuted eight years ago. What were you doing before acting?"

This is not a sensitive topic, Zhang Hongchun replied: "Nurse."

"Nurse from the Third Hospital of X City?" Jian Jing revealed her true purpose, "When the crew of "The Mystery of the Great Song Dynasty" had an accident, Shao Meng and Tao Tao were sent to the nearest hospital for treatment. It seems to be the Third Hospital of X City, right? Ten years ago, you were there, right?"

Of course, she didn't come to the door casually.

When investigating the accident of the crew, the name of the hospital was mentioned in the news. Later, when she investigated the suspects present today, Zhang Xi's experience as a nurse attracted her attention.

By looking through the explosive post (mainly exposing Zhang Xi's rise to power), I found the photo that the original poster had posted at the time, and the name of the hospital was on it.

It was the same one.

This was the question that Jian Jing really wanted to ask.

Zhang Hongchun didn't expect to be trapped here. She panicked for a moment and said, "Is it, is it? I don't remember it clearly." She calmed down quickly, "I was just a little nurse at the time, and I didn't hear about it."

After a little thought, Jian Jing softened her tone and tried to play the emotional card: "Ms. Zhang, Shao Meng died inexplicably. This is a life. If you know anything, please tell me."

However, Zhang Hongchun said, "I don't know anything."

The strategy failed and nothing was gained.

Fortunately, after the police intervened, a lot of useful information was found.

In the evening, Liang Yi pulled Jian Jing to have a private chat and told her the biggest achievement of the day: "Shao Meng's autopsy report is out."

"What was the cause of death?"

"Heart bleeding, that is, he was frightened to death." Liang Yi said, "The forensic doctor conducted a test and confirmed that Shao Meng had been infected with meningitis when he died."

"Ah?" Jian Jing was confused, "Died of illness?"

Liang Yi said, "It can be said that meningitis can cause hallucinations. Shao Meng may have been frightened and died suddenly under such circumstances."

Jian Jing instinctively retorted, "It's definitely not that simple."

If he died accidentally, why would the system issue a task? Or a special task? Tao Tao and Shao Meng became popular at the same time because of "The Mystery of the Great Song Dynasty" ten years ago, and they fell ill one after another. How could it be such a coincidence?

Liang Yi thought for a moment and said earnestly: "Jingjing, can I call you that?"

Jian Jing nodded, and she continued: "Actually, I understand your feelings very well. Such a weird way of death does not seem like an accident. But I have heard of many strange cases. They seem weird, but the truth is very simple - reality is different from novels. It is neither logical nor dramatic. The truth is the only thing we pursue, no matter how boring it is."

"Officer Liang, there is something strange about the case." Jian Jing insisted.

Liang Yi said: "We haven't closed the case yet, we will continue to investigate. Shao Meng's assistant has been saying that Xie Wei killed him, but he can't say anything valuable."

"Can I talk to him?"

"Sure."

The assistant is very young, his eyes are slightly similar to Shao Meng's, but his overall facial features are too mediocre. His clothes are very fashionable, all big brands, it seems that Shao Meng does not treat his relatives badly.

Jian Jing thought about the interrogation method and slowly sat in front of the other party.

The assistant looked at her in confusion and surprise: "Teacher Jian?" He didn't understand why Jian Jing was here.

"I already know." Jian Jing straightened her back and lowered her head slightly. This angle is very good, which will make her lenses reflect a hazy light, making it difficult to see her expression.

The assistant was indeed startled by her, but was not fooled: "Know what?"

"Backlash." She spat out two words coldly, "Do you think no one knows?"

The assistant's face changed suddenly, and he said stiffly: "I don't know who said this, Teacher Jian, you can't say anything without evidence."

Jian Jing raised the corners of her lips and said calmly: "You left the hotel at noon yesterday and went to the city to buy medicine. It only took an hour and a half to go back and forth. But the road was blocked at around three o'clock in the afternoon. It is reasonable that you should not be unable to get back in time."

The assistant was stunned and his expression became tense.

She continued, "Why didn't you come back in time? Was it because of you that Shao Meng was delayed and died?"

"It has nothing to do with me." The assistant almost jumped up, "How could I harm Brother Shao?"

Jian Jing raised an eyebrow, "Then why didn't you come back in time?"

"Brother Shao asked me to buy some more food, so I went to the supermarket." He answered quickly.

Jian Jing laughed again, "No, you went to a prostitute, a bath center."

The assistant had a smell of cheap shower gel, cigarettes, street perfume, and heather. The base shirt under the sweater was not put on properly, and a corner of the hem was exposed, with the tip stained with rose-red lipstick.

In this place, with this smell, it is not difficult to guess what he did.

The assistant's face has changed from uneasy to frightened.

He stammered, "I, I... How do you know... I didn't mean it."

"Shao Meng died from the backlash, and you were the one who helped, right?" Jian Jing sneered, deliberately lying to him, "What good is there in doing this?" "

I have no benefit. Brother Shao is dead, how can I benefit? Xie Wei and I don't know each other." The assistant was about to cry, "It really wasn't me."

Jian Jing said lightly, "Don't change the subject. What does the backlash have to do with Xie Wei?"

The assistant blurted out, "I borrowed his life, of course..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Jian Jing remained calm and did not ask what borrowing a life meant. Instead, he said, "Does Xie Wei know?"

When the assistant heard this, he thought she had already found out, and said honestly, "I don't know."

"You know how Shao Meng died, right?" Jian Jing said slowly, "He was scared to death."

The assistant said nothing.

She deliberately said, "Even if Xie Wei knew, a living person could scare him to death? Do you think that's scientific?"

The assistant shook his head honestly.

"Is it possible that you were deceived?" Jian Jing continued to set the trap.

What was deceived and who was deceived? It all depends on how he thinks.

The assistant didn't know the routine and fell into it: "In fact, the master didn't lie to us. Brother Shao said that the master who lent him his life said that it would only be ten years at most, and he couldn't bear it for a longer time. Now the ten years are almost up. Although the master helped and Brother Shao became famous this time, but..."

The superstitious young man showed fear and muttered: "But you can't say for sure, right? I think it was not handled well and it backfired."

"You mean, Shao Meng's death was an 'accident'?" Jian Jing emphasized the last two words.

The assistant hesitated and whispered: "If Xie Wei knew, it might be him. Think about it, if it was you, would you do nothing?"

The topic finally entered the realm of materialism.

Jian Jing followed up by asking, "Have Shao Meng and Xie Wei met?"

"Yes." The assistant replied, "Since Brother Shao became famous this time, there are always paparazzi around where he lives. We came two days ago, but we never saw Xie Wei. They just met the day before you came."

Jian Jing was shocked, "Then what?"

"They talked for a while."

"Where?" "In

Brother Shao's room."

"What did they talk about? Did they have a quarrel?"

"I don't know, Brother Shao kicked me out." The assistant was confused, "But they probably didn't have a quarrel. Xie Wei didn't look well. Brother Shao... Brother Shao should feel a little guilty. He even said he would introduce a doctor to him."

Jian Jing thought for a moment and asked, "After they finished talking, did Shao Meng look abnormal?"

The assistant said, "Brother Shao was in a bad mood and stayed in his room for a long time."

"Is there anything wrong with your body?" Jian Jing asked with concern.

Without thinking, the assistant said, "No."

Jian Jing asked carefully, "Did Xie Wei bring anything?"

"He came empty-handed."

"Did they drink water or eat anything when they were talking?"

The assistant smiled awkwardly and said honestly, "Teacher Jian, Brother Shao must be scared after doing such a thing. How could he dare to... Don't you think so?"

The words were rough but the truth was true.

Shao Meng was guilty and afraid of Xie Wei's revenge, so he probably didn't dare to eat or use his things.

Could it really be a pure accident?