Snow is common in winter.

But for a coastal city like northern Sichuan, such frequent blizzards are not a very good phenomenon.

Last time, such a blizzard seemed to be uncommon, as if there were some sad ingredients in it, until Master Feng pulled Lu Zhixing back to the Heathton Hotel, Lu Zhixing always kept his eyes closed.

He thinks that in the years he has been in the circle, he has never done anything harmful, and he focused on filming with a clear conscience, but he turned his head upside down, but he was harmed and affected by himself.

It's ridiculous.

Fortunately, Master Feng sent Lu Zhixing back early, and now the weather forecast has a blue blizzard warning, and the road is blocked.

Lu Zhixing stood in front of the balcony of the Heathstone Hotel, looking at the snow flying outside the window, his face gloomy.

Li Han's video call cut in at an inopportune time.

"Boss."

Last time in the cemetery, Qin Chu's car was driven away by Lu Zhixing, Qin Chu's dead arrogant, he was embarrassed to ask Lu Zhixing where the car was, but he sent Li Han.

Looking at Lu Zhixing's tired face on the screen, Li Han remembered the hot search in the news recently, and couldn't help but say, "That face...... Did you really let your sister-in-law beat me? ”

"If you don't have anything else to do, hang up."

“…… Don't......" Li Han scratched the back of his head and said hesitantly, "...... That ......"

However, Lu Zhixing's reaction was very strange, but he didn't scold himself for the first time.

"Tell me about something." Lu Zhixing frowned, "I'm not in the mood to chat with you right now." ”

Li Han's OS: The boss can't be a fever, right? Don't you call yourself master now?

“…… Lao Chu's car ......"

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It is worthy of a relationship that can be exchanged with Qin Chu, Lu Zhixing remembered that Qin Chu's car was parked in the hospital, so he didn't drive back.

“…… What's wrong......"

Li Han secretly annoyed that he was simply looking for something to do, but now it's okay, the boss began to explode foully.

Just as he wanted to continue to say something, Lu Qinghuan walked in in a lost soul, Li Han stared at the wet woman, and his mobile phone was about to fall off his palm in distress: "Huan'er, why did you make yourself like this?" ”

"Call my brother quickly."

Lu Qinghuan's cold hand grabbed Li Han's arm, "Something happened to Ah Yao." ”

"What?"

Li Han put his phone on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to get a bowl of hot ginger syrup, "Don't worry, speak slowly." ”

“…… Yao ......"

Lu Qinghuan is pregnant, and now she is snowing again.

"What's wrong with Xiaoyu?" Lu Zhixing shouted on the other end of the phone, "What happened to the North Archway? ”

When Lu Qinghuan heard the words of the North Archway, his eyes darkened.

It happened that Li Han was holding a cup of steaming ginger tea with a towel in his hand, and when he saw her crumbling body, he hurriedly caught it.

Then, gently stroking her back, she said softly, "Huan'er, it's okay." You speak slowly. ”

"Han." Lu Zhixing has never been humble in front of his brothers, "Count me begging you." ”

"Xiaoyou has been missing for seven hours, and I can't wait for a moment."

"Boss."

Li Han frowned, "I can understand your feelings. But now Huan'er is pregnant and has just been drenched in snow again, so don't worry about her. ”

As he spoke, he handed the ginger tea and towel to Lu Qinghuan, "Huan'er." You dry your drenched hair first, and then warm up with ginger tea. ”

"Lu Qinghuan, where is Xiao You?"

Where is Lu Zhixing who will wait obediently, how can Li Han forget that with the boss's feelings for his sister-in-law, and the years when his sister-in-law disappeared in Lingnan, the boss was also as restless as now.

“...... Yao ......"

Lu Qinghuan, who had drunk ginger tea, eased his strength, "Called me in the afternoon, saying that the editor who was in charge of her back then had something to say to her, I thought that this might be an opportunity to bring down An Ye, so I didn't stop her——"

"So, who is the female star who died in the North Pai Tower?"

"Passers-by."

Even holding the warm cup, Lu Qinghuan still felt cold, so he simply put the cup on the coffee table, held his head, and said to the man in the video, "Senior brother...... Sorry ......"

"If I hadn't been frightened when I saw that man in black, Ah Yao wouldn't have been taken away."

Li Han's eyes were shocked, Lu Zhixing didn't think it was strange, because Xiao You's mobile phone call had Lu Qinghuan's record, so he concluded that she must have seen Xiao You.

"Senior brother. I'm really scared, people are pregnant with children, and there are always a lot of concerns......" Lu Qinghuan snorted hoarsely, "Call the police...... Ah Yao must have been taken away by the man in black who killed the passerby......"

Passers-by?

Isn't that the female Internet celebrity in "Shaohua" shoehorned by screenwriter Yu?

"The police say it's going to take twenty-four hours—"

Lu Zhixing held his forehead with one hand, and the man who was once radiant was so depressed that he couldn't continue to talk.

The man finally left, "Qin Chu's car is in the hospital." ”

Blizzard.

There is no desire to stop.

At the mouth of the alley, Cheng Xiuyuan fell over his shoulder, subdued Yu Jiu, and when he wanted to take him back to the police station, the road had been blocked.

"Mr. Policeman."

Yu Jiu, that is, the screenwriter Yu of "Shaohua", his white lips trembled, "Qing'er's matter really has nothing to do with me." ”

"According to the masses of Qingzimen, you and the deceased have been in a lover relationship before their death."

Cheng Xiuyuan patted Screenwriter Yu's shoulder, "Think about it carefully, where were you at one o'clock in the morning on November 27th?" ”

"I ......"

Screenwriter Yu remembered the scene of that night in his mind.

On November 26, passers-by did come to him because he asked for a play.

They stayed in room 404 of the Heaton Hotel, and after the warmth, screenwriter Yu opened another room to revise the script.

“...... Writing a script in the room ......"

Screenwriter Yu automatically concealed the fact that passers-by had found him.

"Xiao Liu."

Cheng Xiuyuan motioned for Liu Sifan to take out the surveillance video retrieved from the Heathen Hotel, and he raised his chin, "How do you explain this?" ”

In the picture, screenwriter Yu is kissing with passers-by at the door of room 404.

“...... I ......"

Cheng Xiuyuan's tone suddenly became cold, "Tell me honestly!" Did you kill a passerby? ”

"I didn't!"

Screenwriter Yu reacted very violently, holding his head in both hands with handcuffs, "Even if she continued to pester me after I broke up with her, I didn't think about hurting her......"

"Yu Jiu. The results came from the forensic doctor's side, which proved that the deceased had your liquid in his body, and I still said the same thing, if I confessed honestly, maybe the law would deal with it leniently. ”

"Mr. Policeman." Screenwriter Yu pointed to the tiredness in his eyes, "Don't you have a surveillance video?" ”

"I'm sure I'll see, two hours later, I'm going back to the hall and opening a new room."

Indeed, there was a scene in the videotape, and then Yu Jiu came out of room 504 at noon the next day.

"In the wee hours of the morning—"

Screenwriter Yu shook his hands, and his voice fluctuated with emotion: "After I finished with her, I was really busy changing the script." ”

"What kind of script needs to open another room?"