Morning Star was frightened stupidly by Fang Cai's encounter, and was speechless for a long time, Huang Jing hugged her and comforted her for a long time, and then she relieved herself and asked her stylist Xiao Pei to call Wang Mao immediately.

When Wang Mao heard that such a terrible incident had happened at the scene, he was also scared into a cold sweat, it was really hanging, if it wasn't for Hu Biwei's bodyguard for Morning Star to be a strength type, today's consequences would be unimaginable.

He asked Morningstar to answer the phone and told her to come over right away.

Xie Chunhong here chased Qi Lan to ask for her bank account number, Qi Lan refused to give it, waved her hand and walked directly to Chenxing's side, Xie Chunhong was puzzled, and couldn't figure out why she refused to accept the money, could it be that she was afraid of money?

One of the live producers who was with her reminded her: "I've heard the rules of the bodyguard business, when they have an employer, they can't take any other party's money, which means to avoid being bribed by others, so if you want her to take it, I'm afraid you have to say hello to Morningstar, and Morningstar will only accept it if she agrees." ”

It turned out that this was the case, Xie Chunhong understood the crux of the matter, came over and told Morning Star about it, and said: "Morning Star, Qi Lan is equivalent to saving the lives of several of you, if I don't express it here, it means that I don't take your lives seriously, what will outsiders think of the two of us? So I have to give this money, you agree with Qi Lan to accept it!"

Chenxing felt that it made sense, she remembered that Su Jingchuan taught her to reward and punish clearly, so she said to Qi Lan: "You just accept it, otherwise all of us will not feel at ease, and I will also let the studio give you 400,000 yuan on your account!"

Qi Lan gave her bank account number to Xie Chunhong, Xie Chunhong immediately arranged for the accountant to transfer the money, and Chenxing also called the studio here, asking the studio to call Qi Lan first for her, Qi Lan saw that there was nothing to do at this time, so she clasped her fists with both hands and turned her wrist a few times, turned around and walked towards Mao Zhizhi.

Mao Zhizhi saw that her face was not good, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, the situation just now was so critical, and I had no choice but to help you speed up in that way." ”

"But can you not kick the tip of my buttocks?" Qi Lan was very annoyed: "Who is not a woman? If you kick the muscles in that part of me, and then shrink, how ugly my clothes are?!"

Mao Zhizhi looked at her round and stout physique, and said in his heart, you don't look good in clothes now! But this sentence is inconvenient to say, just apologize repeatedly: "It's my fault, I only think about the thickness of that part, and ignore your pursuit of curvy beauty, I will pay attention to it in the future!"

Qi Lan snorted and spared her and asked her for a bank account, Mao Zhizhi was puzzled and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Because of the matter of Fang Cai, the crew and your master gave me a total of 1 million rewards, I estimated, the kick you kicked me, at least let me rush to them five seconds in advance, I can save a few of them in time, and you have also made a meritorious service, so I will transfer you another 200,000. ”

"Huh, so good?" Mao Zhizhi couldn't help but joke: "My kick is worth 200,000 yuan, I knew that kicking people could make money, why didn't I put my feet together at that time?"

The police officers took the ten suspects to the police station, and twenty police officers questioned them at the same time in different rooms, asking them to explain what they had done from yesterday to today, and trying to find out from the accounts of each of them that the person who had the opportunity to manipulate the iron rope.

After asking around, the suspicion gradually focused on a man named Si Mingdeng.

When the police officers questioned the thin man in his forties again, they found that he was much less energetic than when he was questioned for the first time, not only was his reaction extremely slow, but his vision also became wandering.

The police inspector saw Si Mingyuan's purple eyes and his unfocused eyes, and immediately shouted: "Oh no, this person has overdosed on drugs, you should quickly call an ambulance!"

The police officer immediately called an ambulance, and the hospital quickly dispatched the doctor, but by the time they arrived, Si Mingyuan's pupils had dilated, and he couldn't see it.

The doctor did a laboratory test and determined that this Si Mingyuan had taken an excessive dose of heroin, and he was bent on dying!

The police officers were very shocked, this was because they had taken drugs before they came! They didn't even guard against this, and now that the person was dead, the police officers had to ask the leader of the props team again, only to know that Si Mingyuan's personal resume and his whereabouts were all fake, and he was trying to delay time!

According to the leader of the props team, Si Mingyuan is a native of Beijing, he is 50 years old this year, and he began to make props with the crew in his twenties, and he is an old man in this industry.

A few years ago, his home was demolished, and he received a large amount of demolition money, so he resigned and didn't do this piece, but he found the leader of the props team in March this year, saying that he was too bored to be idle all day long, and wanted to come back.

The officer asked him if he had noticed anything wrong with the lantern, and the team leader recalled it and said:

He suddenly found us, and there were so many of them, and we also asked him why, he said that he used to work outside with the crew all the year round, and he didn't know that his wife had already cheated, and the cheating object was a widower in their village, and after the demolition two years ago, the widower shared more than him, and his wife clamored for a divorce from him.

Because he had two children, he originally wanted to fight for it, but his wife was determined to leave, so he sued him to the court, and when he filed a lawsuit, he learned that his son was not his at all, he was devastated, and after the divorce, he fell seriously ill, and felt that life was not interesting at all, so he wanted to return to the crew and work with everyone.

Hearing that he is so miserable now, we also sympathize with him, so we took him with us, and this time he came back a lot more withdrawn, and after the play, he stayed alone in the room and did not come out, we all thought that he was because of the accident. ”

The officer then told the team leader that he had died of a drug overdose, and the team leader was shocked and muttered:

"I'm so stupid, why didn't I think he might be a drug addict?" he looked up at the officer, and quickly argued:

"Officer, I really don't know that he is taking drugs, otherwise, I won't take him in, last night our props team moved a lot of things to the mountain, and we need someone to guard the props tent, he said he couldn't sleep at night, and volunteered to guard it, so that iron rope must have been done by him in the middle of the night last night!"

"But you all proved that no one has ever been back to the city since he came here, and he probably didn't know that this scene was going to be filmed like this before he filmed this scene, so there is a problem, you have the scissors that cut the iron cable, but where did the paint on the surface of the camouflage iron cable come from? He should still have accomplices!"

The leader of the props team couldn't tell what was going on, and the police officer questioned the props team one by one, and one of the young men recalled:

"Yesterday at five o'clock in the afternoon, we met a group of tourists going down the mountain, those people were tired of walking, so they threw some things in their backpacks, Si Mingyuan also said that these people are of low quality, and they picked up the things they threw and ran for more than a mile to throw those things into the garbage can, could it be that among these people who threw things, someone brought him what he wanted?"

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