He frowned, stepped forward lightly, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

Yan Xiuzhen's voice came from the house: "What should I do, what should I do now, I have been found!"

Long Baichuan analyzed: "Don't be nervous, since the other party found out, but he didn't make a noise, and he didn't make a move to threaten us, then at least it can be said that we are safe." ”

Yan Xiuzhen said: "But such a big thing, how can it be okay? No, you let go, I have to pack up my things and leave, don't bother you at that time." ”

Long Baichuan took her suitcase and persuaded: "You calm down, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge." ”

Yan Xiuzhen sat on the bed and asked annoyedly, "Why don't we discuss with Zihan?"

Long Baichuan immediately denied Yan Xiuzhen's similarity: "What to discuss with him? This matter is not something he can manage......

Long Zihan interrupted the conversation between his parents and said, "I want to know, what are you talking about?"

Hearing their son's voice coming from outside the door, the two looked at each other, both looking panicked and uneasy.

Long Baichuan opened the door with a dark face, and asked, "You don't sleep at night, what are you eavesdropping on outside the door of our room?"

Long Zihan retorted stiffly: "You don't sleep at night, what are you packing up here to run away from home?"

"Adult's business......"

Long Zihan interrupted his father's words and said, "Now there are only a pair of children in the family. ”

Long Baichuan pursed his lips, let his son into the house, and closed the door.

Long Zihan looked at Yan Xiuzhen and asked, "Mom, what happened?"

Yan Xiuzhen looked at Long Baichuan as if asking for help.

Long Baichuan sighed and said, "Zihan, the last time we went on a trip, we went to see Duan Yunji. ”

Long Zihan's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in surprise, "What? Isn't he dead?"

Yan Xiuzhen said: "He didn't die, he hid in a small town in Australia. ”

Long Zihan said with a headache: "Dad, Mom, he is a traitor......"

The next day, Long Zihan took the Chu Yi people and returned to the police station on time.

Watching Long Zihan walk back to the office, Zhao Xiaohu dragged Erin on the side and asked, "Long Shao, what's wrong?

Erin raised her head, glanced at Zhao Xiaohu, and said, "Brother Zhao, from now on, whoever wants to say that you have no brains, I will be the first to tear him up." ”

When Zhao Xiaohu heard this, he was happy: "Okay, the burden of protecting my reputation will be officially handed over to you." ”

Erin gave a roll of her eyes and said, "Say that you are fat and panting, Mo Bei and Liu Er are all busy, let's not be idle, find out the murderer as soon as possible, and close the case quickly." ”

Zhao Xiaohu asked, "The two of them went to run close relatives, so let's go run friends?"

Erin took the information and said, "Let's go!"

At this time, Long Zihan sat in the office with a gloomy face, and after thinking for a while, he sighed long and said faintly: "This is fate!"

After speaking, he took the newspaper on his desk and flipped through it.

The headline in the newspaper read: The plot of the movie is really staged, is the death of the actress an accident or a homicide?

The content of the news is nothing more than an exaggeration of Deng Wenqian's death, combined with the plot of the movie, so as to make a fool of it.

Long Zihan snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Isn't it true that as a reporter, isn't my profession to report the truth?"

Some reporters are really good enough, and they can write anything in order to attract people's attention.

Long Zihan looked at it lazily, threw the newspaper aside, took the case materials and flipped through them......

Time passed quickly, and near noon, Mo Bei rushed back.

"Long Shao, according to Deng Wenqian's cousin, there is a person's name in this case, which seems to be related to Deng Wenqian. ”

Long Zihan asked, "Who is it?"

Mo Bei said: "This person's name is Yin Yichen, according to Deng Wenqian's cousin, she once saw a love letter, which was written to her by Yin Yichen. ”

"Have you checked the details?"

Liu Yuanheng nodded and said: "According to the patient information provided by the hospital, I have checked, Yin Yichen is twenty-three years old this year, graduated from a prestigious school, majoring in drama, film and television literature, and is a rare high-achieving student. ”

Long Zihan frowned and asked, "Drama, film and television literature major, write scripts?"

Liu Yuanheng nodded and said, "So to speak." ”

Long Zihan asked again: "Where did the script for the movie "Ghosts" come from?"

Liu Yuanheng replied: "The screenwriter of "Ghost Shadow" is the famous Wen Yunming, Yin Yichen's name, and it does not appear in this movie. ”

Long Zihan knocked on the table thoughtfully, and said lightly: "I want to see him." ”

Mo Bei said: "I'll send someone to find it." ”

"No, you go for yourself, the murderer climbs over the wall, and the wall outside the venue is covered with the black leather shoes of clothing fibers and cowhide. As a result, there will be wear and tear on the suspect's clothes and shoes. ”

Mo Bei nodded and agreed: "Okay, I know, let's go." ”

"It's been so hard. ”

Yin Yichen was invited to the police station, and after the forensic department's judgment of the biopsy forensic examination, he quickly came to a conclusion.

Wang Xiaoguang reported: "Yin Yichen is the patient who carries Streptococcus pneumoniae, and he has indeed been taking penicillin recently. ”

Long Zihan nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Wang Xiaoguang said: "The nose hair sticking to the nasal hair follicle secretion also belongs to him. Also, the fingerprints in Deng Wenqian's home, after comparison, also confirmed that they were his. ”

Chu Yiren added: "The wear and tear on Yin Yichen's shoes is almost consistent with the outside of the wall at the scene, and the composition is also consistent with what we collected before. ”

Long Zihan sighed and said, "It's finally time to close the case......

Coming to the interrogation room, Long Zihan and Erin sat down opposite Yin Yichen.

Long Zihan looked at Yin Yichen, who was expressionless, and asked coldly, "Are you going to confess the facts and process of the crime yourself?" Or do you want me to dig a little bit?"

Yin Yichen said without changing his face: "I killed the person." ”

Erin picked up the pen and recorded it "brush, brush, brush".

I only heard Yin Yichen say: "Wen Qian and I were actually together when we were studying, and for the sake of her career, I have always been hidden and tucked away, and I can't see the light." But it doesn't matter, as long as she has me in her heart......"

Since Deng Wenqian debuted, began to receive advertisements and make movies, he silently supported her and helped her.

In her most difficult times, he helped her get through.

Just when she was unknown and scurrying around like a headless fly, he wrote a script called "A Ghost in My Heart".