"But, do you remember that in Luo Qi's case, you also said so when you first investigated, the family is harmonious and happy, but... Is there a contradictory family, by the way, I remember you said that Luo Qi is thirty years old and not married, so does she have a boyfriend? Jiang Qiao did not agree with Mao Daxin's point of view.

"We checked, she is not married, and she does not have a boyfriend at this stage. I heard from a neighbor that her mother said that the child was very well-behaved and should stay by her side for two more years. Mao Daxin took the lead and walked in the direction of the backstage, as if he thought of something, he suddenly stopped attacking, and Jiang Qiao, who was walking behind, was caught off guard and hit his head.

"But... Hahaha, little Joe, look at the road. Mao Daxin looked at Jiang Qiao, who was stroking his nose with a resentful face, funny: "A neighbor said that she once heard Qian Duoduo arguing, and the quarrel was very loud, as if she was arguing about Qian Duoduo's marriage, but she didn't hear anything too clearly." That was the only time she heard the family arguing, and the next day she said she had asked Qian Duoduo's mother, but she flatly denied it. ”

"How long ago was that?" Mao Daxin had obviously practiced, and at that moment Jiang Qiao only felt that she had hit a wall, and her nose hurt so much that she almost shed tears: "Mao Daxin!" If my nose is crooked or collapsed, you're going to have to send me a facelift! ”

"No problem, if you go to South Korea, you can fix your face by the way, so that I don't have to worry about your marriage." Mao Daxin teased Jiang Qiao with a wicked smile.

"You... You're going to have a whole face.,I'm naturally beautiful.。。。 Ah, that should be the person in charge. ”

Jiang Qiao was so angry that he just wanted to chase Mao Daxin, but he had already come to the door of the backstage dressing room, the small dressing room was crowded with actors who were removing makeup, some had just started to change clothes, and some of the makeup on their faces had been half removed, and a white man in a gray tunic, about fifty years old, was standing in the middle, shouting to summarize the shortcomings on stage today.

"You, Xiao Zheng, don't think I don't know, did you lose half a circle in the forward roll today, and you, Juanzi, the gun must be held steadily, today is lucky, if the gun is lost, I see what you do, the basic skills are not good, and, hey, you are in the background, and the idle people are not allowed to enter."

"Hello, are you the head of this troupe?" Mao Daxin took a few steps forward and took out his police ID.

The middle-aged man was still impatient, and regarded Jiang Qiao as a fan who had accidentally entered the backstage, but when he saw Mao Daxin's police ID, he immediately changed it to a smiling face, and grabbed Mao Daxin's hand: "Hello police comrade, hello, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Well, there are some troupes that we want to know." Before Mao Daxin's words were finished, the middle-aged man hurriedly interrupted him: "Comrade policeman, our regular troupe has a business license. We're touring here, any questions? ”

"Oh no, we... I have a few simple questions for you, to find out the situation, has anyone died in your troupe? As soon as Mao Daxin's words came out, the originally noisy and noisy dressing room quieted down suddenly. Everyone stopped moving, and their hesitant and uneasy eyes were focused on Jiang Qiao and the others.

Jiang Qiao was stared at like this, uncomfortable, and scolded Mao Daxin in his heart, how could he ask such a question in front of everyone.

The middle-aged man didn't expect Mao Daxin to ask such a question in front of everyone so calmly. He was stunned for a moment, barely squeezed out a smile, and waved his hands: "Comrade policeman, why do you ask that." Well, let's go to my office and talk. ”

"Okay." Mao Daxin beckoned Jiang Qiao and Jiang Li to go together, Jiang Qiao obviously noticed that Mao Daxin quietly winked at her, it turned out that this guy did it on purpose! Yes, such a sensitive issue catches the other party off guard, and it is likely to reveal some important information. Jiang Qiao walked at the end, and when he closed the door casually, he saw through the crack in the door that everyone's eyes were still glued to them.

Strange, why is everyone so sensitive to this issue?

"Comrade police drink tea, come, uh, this is my business card, my surname is Qi, complete, just call me Uncle Quan, everyone calls me that." The head of the regiment diligently made a good pot of tea, invited Jiang Qiao and the others to sit down on the sofa in the office, and moved a small wooden chair to sit aside.

"Hello Uncle Quan, I want to ask if anything special happened to this troupe before? Like someone who died? Mao Daxin stared at Captain Qi and got straight to the point.

Head Qi smiled hypocritically, avoided Mao Daxin's sharp eyes, and said: "Our troupe is not an acrobatic troupe, nor is it an amusement park, it is just performing some ordinary Hui operas, how can anyone die?" Comrade policeman, why do you ask that? Did someone report something to you? Don't listen to their nonsense, it's a good business. ”

"There haven't been any accidents?" Mao Daxin didn't give up and continued to ask.

"No, no, of course not." Captain Qi's head shook like a rattle.

"So are all the plays in your troupe here? Who are the authors of these plays? Jiang Qiao couldn't help but speak, and the scene that came out of thin air kept haunting her mind.

"Uh... Little sister, you don't understand, we are performing some classic dramas, no one needs to write them, these dramas are left by our ancestors, we are not better than sketch cross talk or anything, we need to create our own dramas, what we want to play are familiar to everyone. Captain Qi looked kind and patiently explained to Jiang Qiao.

This also makes sense, Jiang Qiao ran out of ideas for a while: "Are you all here?" Is there a play that has been performed before and then stopped acting? ”

Head Qi shook his head: "Of course, what we have worked so hard to rehearse has to be performed for everyone to see." What's wrong? ”

Jiang Qiao looked at Jiang Li as if asking for help: "What should I do, I can't ask any clues!" ’

Jiang Li said lightly: "Jiang Qiao, you tell the head of Qi about the drama you watched, maybe he knows which one you are talking about." ”

yes, she didn't think of that. Jiang Qiao slapped his thigh, and carefully told the head of Qi the drama he saw, in order to help him better recall, Jiang Qiao retold every detail of what he saw and heard as it was.

Who knows, after hearing this, Head Qi shook his head and said that he didn't know.

No matter how much they asked, they couldn't ask any new clues, and in desperation, Jiang Qiao and the others had to leave. As soon as he walked out of the door, Jiang Qiao sighed and said, "I have been doing it for a long time but I can't find anything, I'm angry." ”

"What's angry, who said I didn't find anything!" Mao Daxin turned his head to look at the Grand Theater standing in the thick darkness of the night, and in the bleak moonlight, this huge concrete building was like a monster hiding in the shadows with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to throw itself into the net.

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