After Jiang Cen attended the start-up ceremony during the day, he went to the shed to familiarize himself with the venue.

The staff who set up the scene could see that there was something real, and the simulated police station office was just like the real thing.

The neat filing cabinets, the case study books stacked on the desks, the mottled and faded walls of the interrogation room, and the black leather sofa in the detachment leader's private office.

As soon as Jiang Cen stepped in, she felt like she was wrapped in a familiar atmosphere, she sat alone at the detachment leader's desk, looking at the empty office hall through the open door, as if she saw the orderly and busy figures of her colleagues in her previous life.

It seemed that someone would raise their heads and look at her in the next second, and asked her with a smile: "Team Jiang, the fritters this morning are really hard, did you buy the leftovers from last night?"

Jiang Cen felt that her eyes were a little blurry, she blinked vigorously, and when she opened it again, it was still an empty studio in front of her.

Jiang Cen sighed, feeling that he would sit down again, so he had to think nonsense, so he got up and went out to see another scene.

After getting familiar with the scene, Jiang Cen counted the time and almost went back to the dressing room, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard Xuan Jiayue crying heartbreakingly, and her assistant Miaomiao was comforting her.

"What's going on?" Jiang Cen asked the stylist Novi on the side.

Novi dyed her green hair, wore slender eyeliner, and looked a little sissy, but she had excellent makeup skills, and her reputation in the circle was not low, but her mouth was a little poisonous.

He sighed, and held a handful of Xuan Jiayue's freshly cut hair in his hand, "Hair is a woman's second face, and I just disfigured her." ”

Jiang Cen was a little speechless, she didn't have any obsession with her hair, so she didn't quite understand Xuan Jiayue's mood of wanting to die or live.

Novi looked at Jiang Cen's waist-length brown curly hair, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Mr. Jiang, your hairstyle doesn't fit the role, we have to readjust it for you, what length do you trim to not cry like your father is dead?"

Xuan Jiayue raised her head and glanced at him when she heard this.

Jiang Cen raised his hand to his shoulder in the mirror, and said without hesitation: "Just cut it to shoulder length."

Novi held the scissors with a trembling hand, thinking that he had misheard, "Where did you cut it?" ”

"Shoulder-to-shoulder."

This time, even Xuan Jiayue stopped crying, and asked incredibly: "Sister Cen, is this your precious hair?" Don't you feel distressed? ”

Jiang Cen asked rhetorically: "Can you sell it for money?"

Xuan Jiayue twitched the corner of her mouth, "It should be...... Yes! ”

Novi compared a "yes", "200 I collect." ”

"I'll give it to you for free."

Novi's eyes lit up, "That's a good feeling, I'll give you a gift when the time comes." ”

In order to prevent the woman from turning her face ruthlessly, Novi still didn't cut it according to what Jiang Cen said, and left her to the length of a butterfly bone.

Combined with the blackening, perming and treatment, it took a full four hours.

Jiang Cen felt that doing her hair was more tiring than boxing, and she didn't know how those women who often changed their styles endured it for several hours without moving.

When he returned to the hotel, the waiter was exiting Qin Yi's room after cleaning, and the garbage truck was full of fragments of vases, smashed kettles, torn pillows, and so on.

When Jiang Cen saw this posture, he suddenly felt that sitting in the dressing room for four hours did not seem to be unbearable.

At least it's much stronger than staying in the room and listening to Qin Yi toss.

Jiang Cen lay down to rest after washing, she was used to being shallow, and she didn't sleep long before she heard a noise from the opposite room, and it seemed that there was still Yuanyuan's voice.

Jiang Cen was a little bored, took out the earbuds and put them on himself, his voice suddenly became a lot quieter, and he lay down and fell asleep again.

It's just that this time I didn't sleep long, and I heard Qin Yi let out a hysterical scream in a daze.

Jiang Cen was closest to Qin Yi's room, and she woke up almost instantly, she turned over and got out of bed and opened the door, the dim corridor was empty, only Qin Yi's intermittent voice leaked out of the crack in the lower part of the door.

It's weird and eerie like a ghost movie scene.

Jiang Cen knocked on the door and shouted, "Qin Yi, Qin Yi, can you hear me?"

Qin Yi in the room was stunned, but kept repeating, "There are ghosts, save me, save me." ”

Jiang Cen noticed that something was wrong, Qin Yi's appearance was really not like a normal nightmare, and he took two steps back without thinking about it.

"Qin Yi, don't go near the door!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Cen raised his foot and kicked out, and the door made a loud noise.

The hotel's electronic lock was not very strong, and Qin Yi was not insured, so Jiang Cen destroyed the lock with one kick.

A trace of the dim light of the corridor suddenly leaked into the dark room, Jiang Cen looked up and faced the open floor-to-ceiling window, the cool night breeze blew on the balcony, and the white translucent curtains were rolled up and fluttered like ghosts.

Jiang Cen's heart jumped, and with Qin Yi's faint cry for help, he thought he had seen a ghost.

Fortunately, she was psychologically strong enough, stabilized her mind in an instant, and fumbled to turn on all the switches on the wall.

The room was suddenly illuminated as bright as day, and all gloom was dispelled in an instant.

Qin Yi shrank in the gap between the bed and the wall, his body was covered with a thin layer of bed flags, his hair was unkempt, his eyes were scattered, and his voice was hoarse.

Before Jiang Cen got close, Qin Yi struggled desperately as if he had seen some evil ghost, Jiang Cen had no choice but to grab her by the placket of her clothes and pull her up, and raised his hand and slapped her.

The crisp slap and the burning pain on her face finally calmed Qin Yi down, and her gaze gradually became focused as she stared at Jiang Cen.

"Qin Yi, can you recognize me?"

"Jiang ...... Cen, Jiang Cen! ”

Qin Yi threw himself into Jiang Cen's arms and cried earth-shatteringly, "Jiang Cen, there are ghosts, there are ghosts in my room, it was the murderer who came to me, I dropped incense today, it must be the murderer who came to me!" ”

Jiang Cen gently patted her on the back and soothed: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, tell me what you saw?"

Qin Yi seemed to remember something particularly terrifying, his whole face was hideous, and he shook his head desperately by pulling his hair, "It's that murderer, as soon as I opened my eyes, he stood at the head of the bed and looked at me, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he wanted to kill me, he wanted to kill me......"

Standing at the head of the bed?

Jiang Cen frowned, let go of Qin Yi and looked down at his feet.

The rooms in the hotel are covered with cut pile carpets, which are elastic and not easy to leave footprints, but at the end of the bed, two roses are spliced with cashmere carpets to make shapes, this kind of carpet is relatively soft, even if a cat walks by, it will leave a line of marks.

Jiang Cen lay on the ground and looked in the direction of the balcony, and sure enough, he saw half a sunken footprint near the floor-to-ceiling window.

Qin Yi didn't lie, someone had indeed entered her room not long ago, and might even be standing here looking at her in her sleep.

Jiang Cen didn't wear shoe covers and gloves, so he didn't dare to touch the things in the room, so he retreated back and sat next to Qin Yi.

The movement of the door just now was too loud, and it quickly alarmed the entire floor.