My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

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Agent He Xiangbo came in: "It's your turn."

The two of them got up and walked to the studio one after another. He Xiangbo followed behind and couldn't help but remind him: "You two should keep a distance. After all, Su Qing is a 'man'."

Jiang Jiusheng and Su Qing smiled at each other and continued walking together.

He Xiangbo shook his head, that's all. After all, everyone has the capital to be willful, and Jiang Jiusheng's fans are really very sensible, so they directly labeled Su Qing's 'male bestie'.

At the corner of the corridor, he hadn't seen anyone yet, but he could hear hurried footsteps and the impatient and irritable urging of a woman.

"What are you doing so slowly? Hurry up!"

At this time, a man ran out from the corner, holding a few clothes in his hands. He seemed to be afraid that the clothes would drag the floor, so he raised his hands above his head.

"It's coming."

It's Liu Catkin. I haven't seen him for half a month. He has lost a lot of weight. He is not as domineering as before. His eyebrows are lowered and his eyes are smooth, as if the edges have been smoothed.

She also saw Jiang Jiusheng, her eyes averted, and she ran over with her head lowered.

In front, the woman urging Liu Catkin seemed to have seen something, her eyes fixed, she took a few steps back, walked to Jiang Jiusheng, and bowed: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

The woman was in her forties, with an undistinguished appearance. She was wearing a business suit and looked neither happy nor angry. Jiang Jiusheng was sure that she did not recognize her.

After saying hello, the woman led several artists and left.

"Know?" Su Qing asked.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "I don't know him."

Su Qing was amused: "Did she mean that bow?" That respectful look was really strange, "She is SJ's ace agent. She has won three Best Actors in four years. Best Actor Liao was recording in the studio next door. Jing Se is from the same crew."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't know much about things in the film and television industry, but he didn't say anything.

Su Qing mentioned it again: "Liu Xu also participated in that drama. She seems to be playing a prostitute, the female number N."

Jiang Jiusheng was a little surprised: "She changed careers?"

"You don't know." Jiang Jiusheng was so oblivious to what was going on outside the window. Su Qing said to her, "Liu Xiu signed for Rolling Stone International, a subsidiary of SJ's, and then transformed into an actor. All the crews played soy sauce, and they were all accepted. She is the role of some earthly lady. After all, her image is there, and she is also tenacious enough. She answers all announcements, looks everywhere, and," she paused and lowered her voice, "I don’t know how many beds she changed."

There is one thing that Su Qing is very puzzled about. SJ's is a leader in the electronics industry, and its subsidiary Rolling Stone International has become bigger and bigger in the entertainment media in the past two years. Although its style is not decent, it has not encouraged artists to rise to the top through unspoken rules. Only Liu Xu's attitude It's a little different. If you really want to praise her, you must have the means to let her struggle at the bottom, and even add fuel to the flames.

All in all, no one knows whether sj’s is here to provide help in times of need or to add insult to injury.

Jiang Jiusheng laughed it off and said, "Everyone has his own destiny."

The show started recording at 8:30, and it was an indoor variety show. Halfway through the recording, the overhead light suddenly flashed, and there was an uproar in the studio.

Su Qing was heard shouting.

"Shengsheng!"

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly looked up. The ceiling light on the fixed rail came loose and fell down without warning.

"ah--"

Screams resounded throughout the studio, and the ceiling lamp that fell to the ground was shattered into pieces, and debris mixed with blood rolled onto the floor.

Fifteen minutes later, the police arrived at the TV station and isolated the crime scene. The leading police officer was wearing a traffic police uniform, and his hair was kept very short, making him look even more muscular.

He opened the door and entered the lounge: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Jiusheng was wrapped in a coat and sitting on a single sofa. She looked very bad. She raised her head and nodded in greeting: "Captain Huo."

The voice was calm and collected.

Huo Yining sat across from him and took out a small notebook from his breast pocket.

Victim: Lin Feng.

Place of death: TV station.

The first witness at the scene: Jiang Jiusheng.

Huo Yining simply listed a few key points and raised his head: "Don't be nervous, because when the crime occurred, Miss Jiang was closest to the victim's location. We have a few questions that we need to ask you about."

She put down the hot coffee in her hand: "I'm not nervous."

It can be seen that although he was frightened to a certain extent, his expression was calm and the witness was in normal condition. Huo Yining went straight to the point: "How is your relationship with the victim?"

"Not familiar." Jiang Jiusheng paused for a short time and added, "Today is the second time we meet. The last time was the rehearsal two days ago."

Huo Yining wrote a line and paused: "Before the incident, did the victim do anything unusual?"

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while: "No."

"Has the location where you are standing determined in advance?"

"Well, we decided on the location during the rehearsal."

Huo Yining frowned and thought for a while: "Did you hear anything before the overhead light fell down?"

"Not paying attention."

After asking some regular questions, Jiang Jiusheng answered them one by one. At this time, Huo Yining's phone rang. After he answered it, he didn't say a word. He listened for a long time and just said yes.

After hanging up the phone, Huo Yining looked up: "No one has been rescued."

Jiang Jiusheng's expression changed slightly: "Will this case be treated as an accident?"

"Yes, if nothing suspicious is found."

She pondered and suddenly said: "It could have been homicide."

Huo Yining's movement of capping the pen paused, and the pen tip turned and stopped on the page: "How do you say it?"

“When the overhead light fell down, everyone’s first reaction was to avoid it and cover their eyes,” she paused for a moment, then said, “But I was standing in a different position.”

Jiang Jiusheng was standing on the right side of the deceased, less than half a meter away from the fallen overhead light, completely within the danger range. Her immediate reaction was to look up.

Huo Yining immediately asked: "What did you see?"

"There are shadows on the fixed rails of the lamps."

The fixed rails of the light fixtures are almost suspended in the air, and the studio is full of stage lights and cameras. To be able to hide on top without being discovered at all, the murderer must be very familiar with the equipment and operation of the studio, and he must have fled the scene quickly, or blended in among them. …

The range of suspects can basically be determined.

Huo Yining asked again: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Jiusheng thought for a long time and shook his head: "I can only confirm that there is a shadow. I am not sure whether it is a human shadow or a shadow refracted by the light."

At that time, she only saw the shadow passing by, and when she looked up again, she could see nothing.

Huo Yining understood and closed the book: "Thank you, you provided our police with very important clues."

After finishing the notes, Mo Bing came to pick up Jiang Jiusheng.

After looking at her, her face was still pale. Mo Bing was a little worried: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "It's okay."

"I'll take you back first." Mo Bing escorted her into the nanny car and warned, "Call me if you need anything."

"Um."

Mo Bing was not at the scene at the time. She heard from Su Qing that Jiang Jiusheng was standing within one meter of the deceased and saw with her own eyes that the overhead light smashed the deceased's head until the flesh was bloody, and even blood spattered all over her body.

If you are timid, you will probably faint from shock.

Human life is at stake, and it's extremely bloody. No matter how hard you change your calm temper, it's impossible to be completely unflappable. Mo Bing thought for a while, and asked, "Would you like me to contact Dr. Chang for you?"

Dr. Chang is Jiang Jiusheng’s psychological consultant.

Jiang Jiusheng refused: "I will tell you if necessary."

Mo Bing was still worried, so he suggested: "Instead of Dr. Chang, you can just go to Dr. Shi."

Jiang Jiusheng was noncommittal and remained silent.

Xiao Qiao, the driver, turned around and handed over a cup of hot tea: "Sister Sheng, drink some barley tea to calm down the panic."

"Thanks."

Jiang Jiusheng took it and held it in his hand without drinking it, thinking deeply.

After returning to Yujing Yinwan, Mo Bing was afraid that Jiang Jiusheng would be alone with her thoughts, so he stayed with her for an hour. She was originally going to stay overnight, so Jiang Jiusheng directly called Lin Anzhi and asked him to pick her up.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Jiusheng put Bomei into bed.

Because Shi Jin has a mysophobia, he never lets dogs enter the bedroom. This is the first time he made an exception. Jiang Bomei happily rolled around on the bed, then got into her mother's arms and howled excitedly a few times, but she couldn't bear it anymore. I fell asleep and went to meet Duke Zhou.

Jiang Jiusheng laughed, turned off the chandelier, and only turned on the bedside lamp.

She lay down and tossed and turned for a long time, not feeling sleepy at all. She closed her eyes and her mind was filled with scenes of blood dripping all over the floor in the studio.

After tossing and turning for nearly an hour, she got up, dug out the sleeping pills in the drawer, poured water, hesitated several times, but still didn't take them.

She dialed Shi Jin's number and it only rang once before Shi Jin answered.

"Shengsheng."

The sound is gentle and lingering, making people feel at ease just listening to it.

Jiang Jiusheng hugged the phone and lay down on the quilt. Probably because it was late at night, he subconsciously lowered the volume: "Sorry for waking you up so late."

"It's okay, I haven't slept yet." Over there, Shi Jin exited the computer document, lay on the chair and talked on the phone, "Can't you sleep?"

"Well, I have a little insomnia."

Her voice was a little hoarse and tired, so Shi Jin asked her, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Jiusheng answered quickly: "No, I just miss you."

Her temperament has always been like this, reporting good things but not bad things, and what happened today seemed like an accident, and she didn't want Shi Jin to be worried about it.

Just such a word of missing you made Shi Jin's heart soften and whispered: "I miss you too, very much."

Jiang Jiusheng put his head under the quilt and smiled.

"Shengsheng, don't cover your head, it's not good for your respiratory tract."

"..."

She is a doctor and knows herself better than she does.

Jiang Jiusheng got out of the quilt: "Shi Jin, sing me a lullaby."

Shi Jin was silent for a moment, then said with rare embarrassment: "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep even more after I finish singing."

She smiled.

"Shengsheng, lie down, put your phone on speakerphone and put it on the cabinet." Shi Jin got up, turned off the light and went to the bedroom. He lay down and loosened two buttons on the collar, exposing the collarbone underneath. The low voice was filled with joy, as gentle as a cello music, "I'll tell you a story."

"good."

Jiang Jiusheng turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the cabinet, and lay under the quilt. There was the sound of wind and sometimes Jin's voice in his ears.

After a while, she fell asleep, and the lingering sound lingered in her ears.

A dreamless night.

The sky breaks through the clouds, and the first ray of winter morning light shines through the curtains and falls on the eyelashes, trembling like fluttering butterfly wings.

The person on the bed turned over, raised his eyelids, hugged the quilt and rubbed his eyes. He drooped his eyelids and reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table to check the time.

The screen still stays on the call interface.

Jiang Jiusheng's sleepiness suddenly disappeared and he put the phone to his ear: "Shi Jin?"

Shi Jin's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yes, I'm here."

His voice was hoarse and full of tiredness. He hadn't slept all night.

Suddenly, her eyes felt sore, and she missed him so much.

At ten o'clock in the morning, yesterday's murder was reported. The TV station obviously did some public relations. Not only did they not mention the scene of the murder, but even Reuters photos were not leaked. There were not many negative things, they just said it was an accident at the scene. You can imagine how much of a network this case has affected. After all, it is related to the survival of a TV station. Even the local government did not dare to be careless and tried to lead the matter in a positive direction. However, it still caused a great sensation. After all, the victim He is a public figure and attracts great attention from society.

For two days in a row, the interest in the case did not subside. Jiang Jiusheng heard from Mo Bing that the case had stalled, with no new clues emerging and no suspects identified.

However--

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

It was the third day after the accidental death of the artist surnamed Lin. Two veteran agents from Tianyu Media held a wedding at the Tianhe Hotel. Almost half of the entertainment industry came that day, and the event was unprecedented.

It was in the parking lot of Tianhe Hotel that another murder occurred. The victim was also a female artist, and the first witness was also Jiang Jiusheng.

Ten minutes before the murder occurred, it was 11:44 in the morning.

Jiang Jiusheng parked the car and dialed Mo Bing's number.

"Mo Bing, I'm here."

Mo Bing was very noisy over there, so she deliberately turned up the volume and said, "The wedding hall is difficult to find. Please wait at the exit of the parking lot for a while, and I'll have someone pick you up right now."

"Okay." Jiang Jiusheng hung up the phone and got out of the car after putting on his mask.

At the other end, in the wedding hall, as soon as Mo Bing hung up the phone, Yuwen stood up.

"I'll pick her up."

Mo Bing quickly waved his hand: "I'll just let Xiao Jin go." There is no need to bother the big boss to pick him up personally.

Yu Wen rushed to take his coat: "I was just about to go out for a smoke." He turned around and walked out of the lobby.

Jiang Jiusheng waited at the exit of the parking lot for nearly ten minutes, because Tianyu had reserved the entire hotel for a wedding. At this point, the entire parking lot was almost empty. Suddenly, a woman's scream came from behind.

"ah!"

The voice was panicked and frightened.

Jiang Jiusheng hesitated for a short time, then walked a little further in search of the sound, and the woman's screams and shouts became clearer and clearer.

"Someone come quickly!"

"Help!"

Jiang Jiusheng turned around and walked into a main road. He looked up and saw a car, a black Land Rover, chasing the woman, driving faster and faster.

"Help--"

The cry for help stopped abruptly.

The black color quickly pulled into the pupils, and with a loud bang, the woman was knocked away from the waist and her body was thrown high.

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned for a moment. His fingers trembled slightly. He took out his mobile phone from his bag and dialed the emergency number: "This is the underground garage of Tianhe Hotel. Someone had a car accident-"

Before he finished speaking, the Land Rover that hit the stone pillar suddenly turned the steering wheel and hit Jiang Jiusheng at such a speed that there was no time for reaction.

I saw a black car body speeding towards me.

"Shengsheng!"

A shout came from behind, and Jiang Jiusheng felt her waist being tightened, and with a strong tug, she fell backwards. The speeding wind blew by her ears, and the car almost brushed her body as it passed by at high speed.

Yuwen Chongchong hugged her and fell to the ground together. He rolled half a circle subconsciously, protecting her on the inside. There was still panic in his eyes: "Are you injured?"

Jiang Jiusheng stared at the car that was speeding away with a confused expression.

"Shengsheng."

"Shengsheng."

Yuwen Chong's eyes were slightly red, his fingers trembled slightly, and he held her shoulders and shook her twice: "Please tell me, don't scare me."

Jiang Jiusheng slowly came back to his senses: "Yuwen."

Yuwen Chongchong breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, it's me." He checked carefully, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. He asked anxiously, "Are you injured? Where did you fall?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

Yuwen Chongchong felt a little relieved and supported her: "Can you stand up?"

"I'm fine." She stood up and turned her gaze to the main road, where the woman was lying motionless in a pool of blood. "Call first aid quickly, and call the police."

But it was too late.

Emergency crews arrived at the scene fifteen minutes later. The victim was not breathing.

The police cordoned off the scene and were collecting evidence from the scene.

"Ms. Jiang, unfortunately, we meet again." Huo Yining was still wearing a traffic police uniform, holding the police cap in his hand, and walked towards Jiang Jiusheng.

She only said: "It's unfortunate."

His face was not very good, but he looked calm.

After witnessing two murder cases in one week, Jiang Jiusheng's reaction could be said to be calm in the face of danger. An ordinary person would probably have to ask a psychiatrist for guidance.

After Huo Yining finished directing the on-site collection, he said to the two witnesses: "Can you two take some time to go to the police station with me to make a record?"

Yuwen Chongchong took off his coat to Jiang Jiusheng and put on her hat for her, covering almost half of her face. Then he blocked the front and said, "She is a public figure. There are many people watching outside. I'm afraid there will be rumors. Please clear the place first."

Huo Yining gave his men a look, and police officers immediately went to clear the place.

"In addition, I can testify. Please keep any information about Jiang Jiusheng confidential." Yuwen Chongchong emphasized in a tone that was completely non-negotiable.

Huo Yining clasped his hands: "Of course."

police station.

Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen Chong were recorded separately. It was Huo Yining who was in charge of Jiang Jiusheng. Probably because she was the first witness, Huo Yining went into battle in person.

Huo Yining took off his police hat, put it aside, and turned on the computer: "Can you describe the process you saw?"

Jiang Jiusheng restored the scene she saw in as much detail as possible.

"Where's the car? Does it have any characteristics?" Huo Yining paused while typing on the keyboard, waiting for Jiang Jiusheng's answer.

She recalled: "Black Land Rover, very new, regular model, the license plate is wrapped in black cloth." After thinking about it again, she added, "There are gold ornaments hanging on the windows."

Huo Yining wrote down the key words and asked, "Have you seen the car owner's face?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "Wearing a black mask and cap, white gloves on his hands, and a watch."

"Where's the watch? Do you have any impressions?"

She shook her head again.

The murderer had obviously been carefully disguised. Even if there was surveillance, he did not leave any usable evidence. Huo Yining rubbed the blank keys on the computer a few times: "Are there any other characteristics? Such as eye shape, hair, neck and arms Wait, is there anything special?"

"Tattoo." Jiang Jiusheng frowned, sorted out the picture in his mind, and said, "There seems to be a tattoo on his arm."

Huo Yining immediately asked: "Do you still remember the tattoo design?"

"Just remember it's black."

I asked some more questions and found nothing.

At one o'clock at noon, I finished the transcript.

Huo Yining closed the laptop: "Thank you for your hard work." He tore up half a piece of paper, wrote a series of numbers and handed it over, "If you remember anything else, you can contact me at any time."

Jiang Jiusheng took it and when he stood up, he asked Huo Yining: "Don't you doubt me?"

He didn't answer, but asked: "Why should I doubt you?"

"I was present at both homicides."

Huo Yining stretched out his slender legs and put on the police hat on the table without hesitation. Wearing a bright yellow traffic police uniform, he became more upright and dignified, with a hint of yuppie in his eyes. He said calmly: "I don't believe in coincidence or chance, nor do I make assumptions out of thin air. I only believe in evidence." He stretched out his hand and pointed at his head, "and my brain."

Handsome man, handsome people's policeman.

Jiang Jiusheng left the interrogation room with a smile.

Huo Yining followed out, returned to the office, and ordered the police officer below: "Send a copy of the deceased's personal information to my computer."

"Yes, Captain Huo."

Before Huo Yining finished reading the information, the brother below said in surprise: "Captain Huo, we have discovered something."

He raised his head and tapped his fingertips on the table: "Say."

"The victim is from the same company as the deceased in the TV station murder case a few days ago, and the two had a good relationship."

"Which company is it from?"

"Qin's Entertainment."

Huo Yining stood up and walked to the colleague's computer: "What about Jiang Jiusheng?"

The colleague looked like he didn't know anything about this: "She is from Tianyu Media." He looked through the information of the two deceased people again and speculated, "Could it be a serial murder case?"

Huo Yining rubbed his chin and thought for a long time: "Combine the two cases for investigation."

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