CHAPTER XLIII
Wen Yan quickly understood what that gesture meant.
The crew member was a strong young man, still frightened by the scene in front of him, his face was pale, his eyes widened and he stared at Wen Yan and then trembled his lips and kept muttering, "Dead man, dead man." In this case, even if he didn't really see it clearly, even if he didn't fully understand what was going on, he still reflexively regarded the person he saw at first sight as the target of the murder, especially a person who was repeatedly rumored to be at odds with Bai Xiao, and who seemed to have had a verbal argument with her on the set just now.
Immediately afterwards, the noisy and chaotic footsteps came, and the people were attracted by the screams of fear one after another, and after seeing what had happened, they all hugged their heads and let out even more terrifying screams, and two young girls were so frightened that they could not stand on their feet, and sat directly on the ground with weak legs.
As if they had discussed it in advance, when everyone saw the scene in front of them, almost at the same time, their eyes followed the young man's hand pointing at Wen Yan, and they looked at her in unison.
Wen Yan felt a blank in her mind, her vision became moist and blurry, her ears were noisy, and the voice was getting louder and louder, as if someone was coming towards her, scolding while pointing at her, her fingertips were about to touch her forehead, she didn't pay attention to it at all, just slowly bent down, looking at Bai Xiao's face that had taken off her makeup in a little daze, there was a little mascara left in the corner of her eyes that had not been wiped off because of her hurry, and those big eyes, she subconsciously stretched out her hand, tried his best to suppress the churning in his heart so that it would not tremble, and then slowly let it go, wanting to close it for her.
In a trance, someone suddenly grabbed her, and the next second she fell into a strong embrace, the man gently pressed her head into his arms, and then stretched out his other hand and closed Bai Xiao's eyes.
She heard someone whisper in her ear, "Don't look. β
The voice was familiar, accompanied by a slightly heavy wheezing sound, and although she tried to suppress it, she could still hear his fear and uneasiness in his slightly trembling tone. She had heard this voice for many, many years, from young and immature to full and magnetic, and even with her eyes closed, she could tell it in a second.
She didn't have the strength to ask him why he was here, she could only hold his back tightly, bury her head very low, bite her lip tightly to prevent herself from making a sound similar to a whimper, she can not care about other people's misunderstandings and scolding, even if it doesn't matter who she has to pay for and repay what, but she regrets Bai Xiao's death, she can't understand how the person who just said to her with high spirits, "Dream things will always come", and asked her to watch a movie with great interest, how could the person who closed his eyes in the next second, Silently disappearing from this world forever.
The police soon arrived at the scene of the accident, and the shrill sound of sirens sounded all around, and the yellow cordon was pulled apart, separating all of them from the perimeter.
Yin Zhan also came back, huddled around the periphery to watch the excitement for some reason, and didn't understand what was going on at all, until the moment Bai Xiao was carried away, he heard a loud buzz in his head, and the whole person was stupid.
Towards evening, it was raining outside, and the sky was getting darker and swaying in the rain.
Many members of the crew were taken to the police station for transcription, while Wen Yan was taken alone to a room dedicated to interrogation.
She sat quietly in the chair that was still warm, not knowing who the last person to be brought here was, not knowing if he was innocent, she looked at the monitor above her head with a little distraction, and it was shining red in front of her. It's like a sharp and vicious eye.
She knew why she was brought here, but she really didn't have much to say. What is constantly replaying in front of me is the bleak picture of the afternoon, the sun is slightly dazzling, and Bai Xiao is lying there silently, leaving nothing but a mobile phone.
Sitting across from him was a burly interrogator with a slightly fierce look, his hands on his chest, his expression cold, and he believed that anyone would shudder in front of him. The long interrogation did not yield anything, he looked a little tired and annoyed, his eagle-like eyes stared thoughtfully at Wen Yan, this girl was too calm, except for a little regret hidden in her eyes, there was no other emotion, there was no uneasiness, and there was no expression of fear.
The interrogation room was eerily quiet.
After a while, the interrogator looked a little impatient, so he knocked on the table with his hand and said, "We found that the deceased Bai Xiao's last message and last phone call before he died were all made to you, could you please explain why?" β
Wen Yan's slightly pale face was expressionless, but he frowned imperceptibly: "This is the third time you've asked this question." β
"That's because you still haven't given a satisfactory answer." The man retorted, almost in exasperation.
"Mr. Policeman, a lot of times, a lot of things are like this, it may be ambiguous, not detailed enough, but it is true, I can't give any answer to a thing that I can't figure out, so no matter how many times you ask, my answer is the same, as you can see, that message was indeed sent to me, and the phone call was also made to me, but I don't understand what that message meant, and I don't know what she was trying to say when she called me, if one day you can find out about it, I also want to get a real answer."
Wen Yan's voice sounded surprisingly calm, but his body was cold.
"We found out that the phone was called, didn't you say a word? Since you just said you didn't hear anyone, why did the phone call last almost a minute? The man asked, somewhat sarcastically, "Isn't that strange?" β
"It's weird, it's weird from start to finish." Wen Yan looked at them steadily, "That's why I need you to investigate." β
"Of course we will investigate, first of all, we hope that Miss Wen will cooperate well, we have many methods, and we will not let anyone commit illegal and criminal acts." The man banged on the table as he spoke, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
Wen Yan looked at him and didn't speak again.
"So, let's continue, first of all, let's sort out the facts of the case first, you said that Bai Xiao chatted with you in the afternoon, and then she said that she was going to the room to clean up her things and remove her makeup, and then you chatted with Yan Ran and several actors from the same crew for a while, and then you received a call from Bai Xiao, because you couldn't hear the other party's voice, went to find her, and found out that she was dead, and someone found that you were very close to Bai Xiao at the time, suspecting you of being a murderer......"
"I'm going to remove my makeup first, and then I'm going back to my room to clean up." Wen Yan couldn't help but interrupt.
The man was stunned for a moment, then changed his words: "Okay, she said to go and remove her makeup first, and then go back to the room to clean up...... When someone finally found her body, you happened to be at the scene of the crime, and the whole thing sounds like such a coincidence, Miss Wen, how do you prove that this matter has nothing to do with you?
Wen Yan was silent for a while, and said calmly: "I think that the spirit of the law in my country is that you find evidence to prove my guilt, not me looking for evidence to prove my innocence." β
The man was stunned again, and then his voice was fierce: "Of course we will look for evidence......"
As he was talking, someone knocked lightly on the door twice, then pushed open the door and poked his head out, the man glanced at the interrogator opposite Wen Yan, and said, "We asked, and no one had a private conversation with Wen Yan in the afternoon. Including the two actors mentioned by Wen Yan and Yan Yan's assistant......"
The interrogator frowned and asked, "What about the actress?" What did she say? β
"We haven't reached her yet, the phone has been turned off, and according to her assistant, she went home to rest after filming at noon."
The man instantly exploded, and knocked on the table vigorously in front of Wen Yan: "Miss Wen, you'd better be honest." β
He roared out in a loud voice, startling the person who had just knocked on the door, and the whole room fell silent in an instant.
Wen Yan looked at him, a look of incredulity flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Of course, she didn't expect anyone to help her at this time, it would be good if those people just wanted to stay out of the world, but they couldn't even stand by and watch, and they could lie as a matter of course with their conscience, even if they would bury the truth because of it.
Another person walked in outside the door, he first glanced at Wen Yan, and then walked up to the interrogator and said: "I have asked carefully, no one has seen her kill with their own eyes, not even an argument or tearing, everyone just saw that she was very close to the deceased at that time." As he spoke, he stepped forward again, said something close to the man's ear, and then stepped back, tired and a little helpless, and said, "Boss, we have to let people go." β
The interrogator seemed a little unwilling, and he said to Wen Yan very strictly, as if he was giving an order: "Miss Wen, you should know that we have the right to summon you to assist in the investigation at any time. β
Wen Yan nodded lightly: "Very happy." After a pause, she added, "I hope you understand, as a friend of the deceased, I hope more than anyone else to find out the truth, Mr. Policeman, please." β
The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded almost stiffly.
Wen Yan stayed in the interrogation room for four hours, and although he was still calm when he came out, his face turned obviously pale.
Shen Jing and Yin Zhan had been waiting for her outside the police station, the rain had stopped, Shen Jing was standing against the wall, his face was ugly, Yin Zhan was so anxious that he almost scratched the wall with his hands. The moment they saw Wen Yan walk out, the eyes of the two people lit up, and they hurriedly ran up to support her.
Shen Silent took her into his arms, stretched out a cold and soft hand and gently stroked her head, and said over and over again: "It's okay, I'm here, it's going to be fine, go home and sleep well, don't think about anything, and leave the rest to me." β
Wen Yan let him hold her, did not break free, did not reach out to hug him, her hands naturally hung down at her sides, for a long time, and asked in a low voice, "Is she really dead?" β
Shen Silence's slightly tense body paused obviously, and then nodded: "Yes." β
"What is the cause of death?"
"I heard that I fell from high school, and my skull was shattered, and I was already dead when I landed......"
"Don't talk about it." Wen Yan finally raised his hand and hugged him tightly, then buried his face in it, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't say it!" β
"Sister. Didn't Shirahiro send you a message before? Silence,This is obviously the meaning of wanting to stop the shadow.,Maybe it's a prelude to suicide or something.,If it's really suicide.,This matter has nothing to do with you.γ Yin Zhan put his hand on Wen Yan's shoulder and patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"What if not?" Wen Yan slowly broke away from the silence and turned his head to look at Yin Zhan, "This is just your understanding, and it is you who are trying to convince yourself to help me and force yourself to believe, have you ever thought that if I forcibly think this way in order to prove my innocence, then it is very likely that this matter will be led in the opposite direction to the truth, I can't do this." β
She said and looked at Shen Shi again, "What do you think?" β
Shen silently looked at Wen Yan silently for a long time, then took her cold hand, and smiled a little reluctantly and helplessly: "I think you think too much, my idea is that you go back and sleep well, tomorrow morning, there will be nothing." β
Wen Yan looked at him steadily, and said with a smile: "Nothing will happen after sleeping?" Will Shirahiro come back? β
It didn't seem that Wen Yan would ask such a thing, it sounded very naΓ―ve, but he could actually poke the painful words quietly, Shen Shi paused, and then shook his head calmly and cruelly: "No." But you'll be back. β