Vertical day.

Xu Fang rushed to the drama club early in the morning, and Bai Ke just came out of the small meeting.

After seeing Xu Fang, he was very surprised, "There is no class today." ”

"President Bai, I'm here to ask you for leave. ”

"How long, please?"

"Two weeks. ”

Coming out of the drama club, Xu Fang bent down and got into the rented car, and he planned to charter a car to go directly to Shanghai.

On the way out, he called Yuli.

Yu Li and his party have arrived at the airport.

Looking at the rapidly fading forests outside the window, Xu Fang felt a heavy pressure in his heart, which was a kind of heaviness, calmness and unknown that he was about to face everything.

As he was driving, he took out a notebook from his bag, pulled out the black gel pen pinned to the leather of the notebook, and began to write the names of people one by one.

At that time, there were eighteen people in the Guohai Yue Opera Troupe, and seven or eight actors also went.

I have gone a lot over the years, and the rest are those few acquaintances.

There were only seventeen or eighteen people he could remember, and after doing the basic screening, the names of the remaining ten people in front of him made him fall into deep thought.

He remembered that Lin Fengchang and Uncle Lin seemed to have come to the troupe for the first time after the accident, and Xu put a cross on his name.

Unable to find his thoughts for a moment, he flipped the page back.

At first, the relationship between the characters on this page was only written about the real and false male dan, but with the investigation over the past few days, the relationship between the characters is as intricate as a spider's web.

Now, Wang Guang is dead, he is from a small town in Jiangsu Province, and he has brought out the matter of the Flower Tiger Club, and Captain Wu is investigating the details related to his death.

Xu Fang propped his chin, looked at Wang Guang's hometown, and his head buzzed.

If he remembers correctly, Master Li Yiyi is also from Jiangsu, and he forgot where he came from.

Xu Fang dialed Lin Fengchang's phone, and the long waiting time was tormenting.

Almost on the eve of automatically hanging up, Lin Fengchang picked up the phone and said in a kind and joyful tone: "Young Master." ”

"Uncle Lin. ”

"How are you doing lately?" Lin Fengchang took the troupe on tour outside, busy and dark, he had to keep an eye on the actors on stage, the actors who were making up and dressed up in the background, the props, and the ticketing, a lot of messy things.

As soon as I took a breath to drink my saliva, Xu Fang's call came.

But he was happy to talk to Xu Fang.

"I'm fine, uncle, you don't have to worry, uncle, do you know where my master is from?"

Lin Fengchang was stunned for a moment, thinking about it: "Jiangsu people." ”

The young man from the south, tall and beautiful, and his body is like a poem, and he thinks that he was also a handsome man who made thousands of girls cry.

"Wait a minute. Lin Fengchang remembered something, turned around and took out a small computer from his bag.

Their troupe also pays five insurances and one housing fund for salaries, and the information of the members is recorded on the form, which is still recorded according to the level.

The first one is Li Yiyi.

Lin Fengchang told Xu Fang while watching: "Your master's hometown is from Maoshan Town, Jurong City, Zhenjiang, Jiangsu, but what are you asking for?"

"Someone in the drama club said that they had seen Master before, and it seemed that they were fellow villagers with Master, so I asked when I thought about it. ”

Lin Fengchang nodded.

Now the troupe likes to communicate with each other, not to mention the circulation of personnel in each troupe, in addition to healthy competition, the previous friendship with each other can be good.

It's not uncommon to have a friendship with Panpan.

Ending the call, Xu Fang leaned on the back of the chair for a long time, after his father died, the master was very good to him, he couldn't be without a conscience, and the master treated him like his own son.

He was just at odds with his mother marrying Master, but he never felt that there was anything wrong with Master's character.

But now, the more he investigates, the more he can't understand the people he used to get along with day and night.

All the knowledge of the past, like a bubble, is shattered.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a large shadow on his sockets.

He originally thought that there was no connection between Master and Wang Guang, and even if he had met his father before his death, he had not suspected anything.

But now, he couldn't help but doubt it.

On the night of the accident, my father went to the stage in the middle of the night, and I wondered, under what kind of circumstances, would you go to meet someone in the middle of the night?

That person must be someone you know and trust.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone to see him in the middle of the night without knowing a word.

Just imagine, Li Yiyi, whom Xue Lao saw at the beginning, stood at his father's door, and later pushed the door in.

What did the two of them say when they entered the door?

"Senior brother, I have something important to discuss with you. ”

"It's inconvenient, we'll see you at the stage at eight o'clock in the evening. ”

Xu Fang opened his eyes suddenly, his fingers pinched his eyebrows, and he felt a terrible pain.

Xu Fang thought about it, after arriving in Shanghai, he would not return to the troupe, but first visit the people who had worked in Fengling according to the list.

As for the place to live, it is good to say that the house that my father bought can be moved in as soon as it is cleaned up.

After returning to Shanghai, Xu Fang almost immediately found the accompanist who was in charge of Yuehu, who retired three years ago and lived in a far away from the troupe.

The teacher is old and can't remember a lot of things.

He said that he was not at the scene at the time, and that when he knew what had happened, his father's body had already been taken away.

Xu Fang asked again, and the teacher said that their entire accompaniment troupe was together at that time, and Lao Luo, who played the liuqin, suddenly had a high fever in the middle of the night, and it didn't get better the next morning, seeing that there were still a few hours before the performance started, everyone was discussing how to replace him.

"Teacher Li, think about it again, who were all the people in our troupe back then, and you weren't together the night before?"

Teacher Li said: "Jia Fan, your Uncle Worm and the singing dubbing are all together, and we are all discussing Lao Luo's affairs, your master is not there that night, and your parents are not there......"

"Oh, by the way, and the Yang family couple in charge of the props are not here, and I haven't seen the two of them again. ”

The Yang family couple in Mr. Li's mouth are Xiao Jiu's adoptive father and adoptive mother.

In Xu Fang's memory, the uncle of the Yang family was a man of few words, and the aunt of the Yang family was hospitable.

After Xiao Jiu was picked up by his parents, Xu Fang really didn't go to see the Yang family's uncle and aunt again.

Teacher Li remembers the people of a regiment clearly, and almost completes all the people that Xu Fang has forgotten.

Outside, it got dark, and it began to get colder, and the days became shorter and the nights longer.

That's it for today, Xu Fang put on his sweatshirt and hat, strode into a convenience store with his pocket in his hand, and swept half a basket of ready-to-eat food to check out.

When I looked up, I was facing the eyes of an elderly woman standing across the low shelf.

The woman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then her face became happy, walked around the shelves and walked to Xu Fang's side, clasped her hands together crampedly, and asked him, "Are you Xu Fang?" ”

"Hmm. Xu Fang nodded, thinking that this aunt should not be a fan of drama, and if she was a fan of drama, she should not know what he looked like.