The Murderer Acted So Well, The Special Police Asked Me How Many Years I Had Squatted

Filming on "The Crystal Lake Massacre" just wrapped up a few weeks ago.

But to Lao Qin, that seemed to have passed for a long, long time.

Time is the best medicine, it can heal all bad memories. Lao Qin left that crew and left all the pain and fear there.

Now he is just a happy middle-aged man with a wife who is not beautiful but who loves him, and two lovely children.

Once upon a time, Lao Qin was a workaholic, often staying away from home all night for filming.

But since the filming of "Crystal Lake Massacre", the wife found that her husband seemed to have suddenly changed his sex.

Not only must I get home before six o'clock every day, I can't be shaken. He also spontaneously picked up two children to and from school and made dinner for the family.

The only strange thing is that the number of times he went to see a psychiatrist has increased significantly.

The wife also had doubts, wondering if the dog man had done something wrong outside, and felt guilty towards the three of them, so she tried her best to make up for it.

But after checking the WeChat chat history and checking the bank card statement, his wife found that Lao Qin had no problems at all.

Could it be that the Bodhisattva appeared?

It was another peaceful afternoon, and Lao Qin woke up from his sleep. He got up, got dressed, and opened the blinds.

"Hi!"

He saw Li Si waving to him from the window.

Lao Qin looked at Li Si, and then at the back of Li Si.

There stood a tall foreigner, his face was covered with bandages, and scars could be vaguely seen on the exposed skin.

He stared at Lao Qin gloomyly, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Lao Qin smiled, closed the shutters, and walked towards the kitchen.

The wife is cooking in the kitchen.

He kissed his wife's face, and her shy expression reminded him of the time when they were newly married.

He found the children again, two children playing with toys in the bedroom.

Lao Qin sat down cross-legged, and said earnestly: "In the future, the elder sister should take care of the younger brother... Yes, when the father is away, the siblings should help each other."

"Study hard, don't make your mother angry. She takes care of you very hard. She works late every day, and she has to come back to cook and wash clothes..."

Lao Qin said whatever he thought of.

He babbled and said a lot, and finally stood up.

"Good boy, Dad is gone."

At this time, someone was already knocking on the door.

From the bedroom to the entrance, in a short distance, Lao Qin turned his head back four times.

But no matter how short the distance is, there is a limit, and Lao Qin finally stood at the door. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

Li Si and the foreigner were standing outside the door. There is also a little girl who just licks ice cream with her head down.

Several people looked at each other, and Lao Qin said slowly: "You are finally here."

Li Si grabbed Lao Qin's hand, and Lao Qin closed his eyes: "So direct? That's fine, you do it, give me a good time."

"Old Qin, are you free? Our crew is short of a prop master."

The two spoke almost at the same time, and both of them were stunned after speaking.

Li Si kept shaking hands: "Hands? What hands?"

Old Qin had a look of disbelief: "Props master? You came to me because you want me to be a props master?"

"yes!"

Li Si was more surprised than him: "Could it be that you have a side job?"

Lao Qin took a step back, and suddenly felt the joy of remaining alive: "So, you, you didn't find me because I reported you to the police?"

Li Si's smile froze.

He nodded stiffly: "Uh, even if you report it, if it doesn't affect my life..."

Lao Qin was almost overjoyed: "That is to say, it's okay for me to spread the word that you are a dangerous person in the prop master circle?"

Li Si smacked his lips, and Lumick leaned into his ear: "Boss, let me do it, and finish this guy in three minutes."

"No, you can't do it." As he spoke, Li Si lost his confidence.

I saw Lao Qin's excited face: "I told the entertainment reporter that you might have killed someone, and this matter can be written off, right?"

Bean Sprout gasped and hugged Li Si's waist desperately.

She acted in a timely manner, and Li Si was pulled back as soon as she took a step.

But she was too light, and the result was that Bean Sprout hung on Li Si's body like a koala, being dragged forward step by step.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Fortunately, Lumick came back to his senses, and the two worked together to drag Li Si back.

Li Si was panting, while Bean Sprout was staring at the cone that flew out in a hurry.

It was only then that Lao Qin realized later that he had said something he shouldn't have said.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and he asked cautiously, "How about... I'll go with you to see the crew? By the way, how much is your salary there, and is there any meal allowance?"

Bean Sprout took a look at Li Si, stretched out his small hand, and pressed back the pen he took out halfway.

...

"Props master, lighting master, stunt master, and martial arts instructor, well, let's all work together!"

In the evening, Liu Jinsheng, director Tian and Li Si met to count the crew.

"I'll arrange the salary. One more thing is that the three meals for the crew have not been settled yet." Director Tian was worried.

The food for the crew may seem inconspicuous, but it is actually very important. If the filming is tough, good food can soothe actors.

Li Si raised his hand: "I'll take care of this, can you skewer?"

"Alright." Director Tian ticked off the word catering, so the last problem was solved.

The three of you looked at me and I looked at you, all feeling a little excited.

A really good script can not only bring fame and fortune, but also enjoy the process of presenting the work.

Li Si didn't get home until after ten o'clock. Although Feng Su was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep, she went to the kitchen and made him a bowl of noodles.

"Audition tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and finalize the actors for the last few roles, and then we can start the machine." Li Si said standing next to her while she was cooking the noodles.

Bean Sprout walked into the kitchen and tiptoed to take out a can of Coke from the refrigerator.

"You're very busy tomorrow, aren't you? Bean sprouts will come with me to the set..." Li Si was interrupted by Feng Su before she finished speaking.

Feng Su patted Douya's head: "Don't go to the set, I contacted a school and let Douya go to school tomorrow."

There was a sudden silence in the kitchen.

Bean Sprout kept opening the Coke, completely ignoring what he had just heard.

go to school? What is going to school? Why should I go to school?

She frowned tightly, always feeling that [school] seemed to be a very bad thing.

"Ah, yes, Bean Sprout is only ten years old, and should be in the fourth grade." Li Si tapped his palm.

Seeing that Li Si agreed to Feng Su's words without hindrance, Dou Sprout completely panicked.

"Study, what the hell is school!"

Hearing this question, Li Si tilted his head and thought for a while:

"Probably, a large number of prisoners of the same age are put into an underfunded prison management, and the warden is..."

"oops!"

He was knocked on the head by Feng Su.

Feng Su knelt down and looked at Bean Sprout tenderly: "School is a very good place. Dou Sprout can make a lot of friends there, and you can also learn from the teacher."

The bean sprouts mouth slightly opened.

Li Si covered his face, he could see that the little girl's mentality had collapsed, but he didn't dare to remind her.

Feng Su didn't realize the problem at all.

For children who grew up in the den of human traffickers, "friend" and "teacher" have completely different meanings.