Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance

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forty five:

Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen didn't chat for too long, they were called by the director to take a seat and try the scene, and then started filming.

In the quiet room, Yan Qingchi had already entered the role of Meng Luo, sitting on the sofa, looking at the man in front of him, he asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

Jiang Mochen, no, it should be He Yu, who was staring at him seriously at this moment, with a calm tone, "No need."

Meng Luo just poured himself a cup.

They sat down across the coffee table, Meng Luo's expression was relaxed and his voice was nice, "Are you looking for me?"

Contrary to him, He Yu looked serious, "Where were you on the night of September 30th?"

"I'm with my classmates."

"singing?"

"right."

"Hongguang Road?"

"right."

"Why did you choose such a time to go to Hongguang Road's KTV to sing?"

"Because it happened on the 11th holiday, everyone wanted to relax and go there because the ktv was the cheapest."

He Yu raised the corner of his lips, his tone was gentle, but his words were firm, his eyes were sharp, and his expression was a little indifferent, he said, "You lied."

Meng Luo looked at him in shock and innocent, as if he didn't understand why he said that.

His eyes were very clean, reflected in He Yu's eyes, like a fountain. He Yu was looked at by his innocent and pure eyes, and he could only sigh in his heart: At such a young age, his mind was so deep.

He said solemnly, "You chose there simply to get close to Xu Jiao."

Xu Jiao was the third deceased.

He looked at Meng Luo and slowly laid out the evidence he had collected.

When Meng Luo heard this, his expression didn't change. He just lowered his head and took a sip of water, and said calmly, "This is just your guess."

He is too calm and calm, but such calmness is not normal in itself.

"Before Xu Jiao died, the murderer's skin was left in her fingernails. You can go back to the bureau and test it with me to see if it's the same."

Meng Luo glanced at him and took another sip of water, still in a calm tone, "What can it prove?"

"What do you think? Meng Luo."

Meng Luo smiled, his gentle appearance was very good-looking, he put down the glass in his hand, and said in a clear tone, "He Yu, you are very smart, you are smarter than others I have ever met."

Jiang Mochen clearly felt that Yan Qingchi's temperament had changed.

He looked at him, "Don't pretend?"

Meng Luo still had that chuckle, "It's boring to pretend to be, isn't it?"

He leaned back slightly and looked directly at He Yu with contempt and pride in his eyes.

It was something He Yu had never seen before, a different Meng Luo.

He said, "You're right, I killed her, I killed them."

"You use Zhou Fang as your pawn, help you kill people, and at the same time become your umbrella, hide yourself behind the truth, and watch all this quietly. Poor Zhou Fang still feels that you are just a An ignorant, innocent, unsuspecting student."

"Yeah, so he's stupid, I don't use him, I'm just sorry God sent him to me."

"Why?" He Yu asked him, "Why did you kill your father, isn't he your biological father?"

Meng Luo heard the words and was silent for a moment, but did not speak. His expression was very quiet, he lowered his head, and his long eyelashes slowly drooped, covering him with a layer of loneliness and melancholy. He sat dazedly for a while, then stood up slowly, his face expressionless, but it made people feel cold and arrogant. He looked at He Yu, then stretched out his hand and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

His fingers were long and fair, and they were very beautiful.

His eyes were calm, and then, he turned his back and slowly took off his shirt from his shoulders. He didn't take off all of it, but only half, but this was enough to shock He Yu. The back, on the pale skin, was full of scars, scars of different shades, made by different methods.

Meng Luo's voice came into his ears softly and cleanly, "Those children only stayed with them for a year or two, and they became like that. So, what about me who was brought up by him since I was a child?"

He turned his head slightly, looked at He Yu, raised his eyebrows and smiled, he said, "I, since I was conscious, I have been thinking about a question, why should I live? But then I didn't do that. After thinking about it," his smile deepened, and the sunlight shining through the window made it bright and splendid, "because," he said softly, "I started to think, why is he alive?"

He Yu felt as if he had been hit hard for a moment. He looked at the young man in front of him, and at that moment, he didn't say a word.

Meng Luo stood on the spot, re-buttoned the button silently, turned around to face He Yu, picked up the water glass, and looked down at the policeman who represented justice and the rule of law in front of him. He was drinking water, gentle asked, "Are you here to arrest me?"

He Yu spoke slowly, "Yes."

"It's not ashamed to be arrested by you." He whispered, "It's just that you don't know me too well."

He Yu smelled danger from these words. He looked at the boy who had lost his restrained and silent appearance, and hid the blood dripping under his gentle smile. He suddenly focused his eyes on the glass in his hand and snatched it away. .

he's not sure

, and asked, "What did you do?"

"He Yu," Meng Luo looked at him, full of youthful arrogance and spirit, he looked at him with uncontrollable arrogance and contempt, he said, "I won't let myself be controlled by others anymore. Now, since I was an adult at 18, I told myself that I would never let myself be swayed by others."

He sat down slowly, leaned back on the sofa, folded his legs, and looked like a dominant player in the big picture.

He Yu approached him and asked him through gritted teeth, "What have you done? What are you going to do?"

"What do you think?"

He Yu gritted his teeth, and the premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He stretched out his hand and took out his mobile phone and dialed 120. However, just after the call was made, he heard Meng Luo calmly say, "It's useless, there's no time for that."

He Yu reached out and wanted to open his jaw and help him induce vomiting. But it was too late, because Meng Luo had already started to react, his face turned pale and his hands began to tremble.

He Yu stretched out his hand to help him, and said bitterly, "Why are you suffering!"

Meng Luo fell on his arm, and his eyes could not be opened. He wanted to say that he was born unable to see the world, so he would not let the world humiliate him. He wanted to say that he had read Tagore's words when he was young: life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

But he couldn't speak anymore, he closed his eyes, and left this world quietly and without struggle.

He Yu looked at the boy with no breath in his arms, if he ignored the blood on the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be asleep. At that moment, He Yu had mixed feelings in his heart. He used to feel that this quiet and introverted young man was pitiful, and he once thought that this thoughtful executioner was terrifying, but now, he closed his eyes forever, his face was calm, just like his usual It feels the same, so youthful and harmless.

Every loss of life made He Yu sad. The police's duty was to save as many lives as possible, not to watch it wither in front of him.

He Yu gently lifted him up, put him on the sofa, and then called his team members.

"Card." Director Wang was very satisfied, "Yan Qingchi, your performance is good."

Yan Qingchi just got up from the sofa, spat out the blood in his mouth, and smiled at Director Wang, "Thank you Director."

Jiang Mochen was still immersed in the emotions in the play, when he saw him sitting up and looking at him with a smile, he was a little stunned for a while, but he was stunned.

Because the filming of Meng Luo's family is concentrated, the following scenes are still related to Yan Qingchi. Yan Qingchi looked at the scenes that had been crossed out in his script, and felt that if the filming continued at this pace, he estimated that it would be finished in a few days. Thinking of this, he was a little reluctant for a while, and he didn't know whether he was reluctant to this role or some people.

He was feeling melancholy here, and Guan Mei sent a message, telling him that he could finish the drama in a week, and after finishing the drama, it would seamlessly connect with "Let's Fight!" friend! "This variety show, and at the same time in the middle of next month, I will enter the crew of "Missing Cotton Candy".

Yan Qingchi looked at the words "Missing Cotton Candy", his hands trembled a little, "Idol drama?" he asked.

"Yes." Guan Mei replied to him, "IP adaptation, you play the second male lead, the character is good, the male lead and you also know each other, old friends."

Yan Qingchi is a little confused now, do you know him? Or an old friend? "Who?"

"Wei Lan." Guan Mei was straightforward.

Yan Qingchi was speechless for a moment, he thought about it, except for Jiang Mochen and his family, he did seem to have known Wei Lan and chatted a few times.

"Does Wei Lan know?" he asked.

"I don't know about that, you can ask him."

Forget it, Yan Qingchi can already think of what Wei Lan's expression will look like when he finds out. He probably will go out with a big laugh, leaning on his waist and telling him that Feng Shui takes turns, you have today too! Come, Yan Qingchi, wash Dad's feet!

So, "Why did you choose this drama?"

"Why, of course, because this drama can be seen to the naked eye!" Guan Mei analyzed it for him, "There are only a few people in the circle who can sell dramas, and Wei Lan is one of them. This kind of IP adaptation, There are fixed book fans, so investors are willing to invest, TV stations are willing to buy, and idol dramas are good to star, and it is easy to create characters, hit dramas and people, you don’t just need popularity now, it’s the most suitable for acting.”

Yan Qingchi saw that she had typed such a large string of words, and replied, "ok, got it."

"That's it, I'll pick you up when the time comes."

"it is good."

Yan Qingchi put away the phone and deeply felt that he was really about to finish the project.

During dinner in the afternoon, Yan Qingchi told Jiang Mochen that he was about to finish his career. Jiang Mochen knew that he was about to finish his career when he told him about the next work arrangement, but now he said these two things from Yan Qingchi's mouth. He was inexplicably stunned at the word, and then said: "It's almost time, your signing date for this drama itself is less than a month away."

"Guan Mei picked up a variety show and idol drama for me."

"I know, I've seen it."

Yan Qingchi sighed, "I'm not used to changing places suddenly."

When Jiang Mochen heard the words, he teased: "Why, you can't bear me?"

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