Thriller Night Talk

Friday, January 4th.

The sun was particularly bright this day, and the morning fog that had been intermittent for more than half a month dissipated early. It was a rare sunny and warm weather.

Beiquan got up early in the morning, took a shower, and ate something casually, then pulled Zhu Ling to sort out yesterday's hotline.

Zhu Ling is already very skilled in this job.

In chronological order, she took off the stacks of newspapers arranged on the bookshelf and stacked them on the desk.

Then she took last week's local daily and started flipping through it.

Zhu Ling's speed of flipping through newspapers is astonishingly fast, he can turn two pages in a second.

But this does not mean that she is the kind of "photographic memory" who can see ten lines at a glance and never forget.

On the contrary, in the process of flipping through the newspaper, she didn't even open her eyes at all.

If someone used a high-speed camera to capture Zhu Ling's page-turning action at this time, and then played it in slow motion, it would be found that her fingertips touching the paper extended out ink lines thinner than spider silk, covering all the pages on the paper. The layout quickly merged with the ink printed on it and then separated.

This seems to be Zhu Ling's method of "reading newspapers".

After flipping through several newspapers, Zhu Ling suddenly stopped.

"found it."

She took out one of the pages and handed it to Bei Quan who was waiting beside her.

"On the 2nd of this month, a vicious injury and fatal accident occurred in a certain media company. It should be the case you heard about last night."

Beiquan took the newspaper and read it carefully.

The report said that two employees of a media company in this city had a quarrel due to a personal dispute. One of them slit the throat of the other with a utility knife, causing the other to suffocate to death. There is no discrepancy.

"It should be this company."

Bei Quan returned the newspaper to Zhu Ling and said with a smile, "Contact 'her' to find out the details of the case."

Zhu Ling folded up the newspaper, rolled it into a tube, held it in his hand, and nodded:

"clear."

Just when she turned around and was about to leave the room, she suddenly heard Beiquan chuckle.

Zhu Ling stopped in his tracks, turned around and asked:

"why are you laughing?"

"it's okay no problem."

Beiquan quickly waved his hand to signal her not to care:

"I'm just a little curious about how charming that S who is said to fall in love with her is if he's a man."

He smiled and pointed to himself:

"After all, you know, like me, I don't know who is more..."

"Beiquan!"

Zhu Ling shortly and severely interrupted what Beiquan hadn't finished speaking.

Her delicate willow eyebrows were twisted into a deep knot, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong."

Seeing that Zhu Ling seemed to be getting angry, Bei Quan quickly admitted his mistake: "I won't talk nonsense, I won't talk nonsense again! Really, I promise!"

Zhu Ling's expression still did not soften.

She fixed her gaze on Beiquan without blinking, her pupils were too deep, as if she wanted to see through the real emotions hidden behind his handsome and cynical smile.

Beiquan was stared at by Zhu Ling, but he didn't feel nervous at all, he only bent his eyes, smiled softly and innocently, and looked completely harmless to humans and animals.

"..."

Zhu Ling was silent for a long while, and looked away first.

"Calm down a little."

She warned:

"Especially don't talk nonsense in front of 'that kid'."

"Oh, I see."

Beiquan obeyed obediently: "I shouldn't let him know, I promise not to mention a word."

Zhu Ling seemed to have long been immune to Beiquan's pretending to be good-looking, so he snorted, turned his head and took the newspaper out of the study room, and left a sentence at the end:

"Anyway, when he gets out, I will definitely erase his memory."

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Wei Fuyuan was worried about the case of the evil ghost and hadn't started the investigation yet, so he returned to the "Santuchuan" broadcasting company early after class in the afternoon.

As expected, Beiquan had already prepared clues: "Hey, it's just in time to come back, I'll be waiting for you."

Feeling that he was very important, Young Master Wei's vanity inflated a little more, and the corners of his lips raised an obvious arc unconsciously.

"What have you found out?"

Wei Fuyuan consciously sat next to Beiquan, and automatically entered the detective assistant mode.

"We've probably found Xiaoqing and S's company."

Beiquan replied.

The full name of "a certain media company" in the news is "Lisa Media Co., Ltd." It has a large scale. The head office in Fengxing City alone has nearly [-] employees, and its business scope is quite wide, such as hosting celebrity weddings and large-scale Entertainment activities, various platform advertisements and different types of models, etc., and often shoot promotional videos and product catalogs for large companies.

As for the two parties involved in the conflict, the murderer was named Shen Xing, who was an advertising copywriter, and the murderer was named Xu Ziye, who was the manager of the public relations department.

Judging from the police case investigation records, the two had a quarrel due to a personal dispute at the time. Planner Shen was irritated by Manager Xu and took the box knife on the workbench to try to intimidate the other party.

But Manager Xu was not only not afraid, he also rushed up to snatch the knife. Shen planned to be further stimulated in the scuffle, and slit Manager Xu's throat with the knife.

"Actually, Shen Xing's knife didn't kill him in one blow."

Beiquan explained:

"But after Xu Ziye fell to the ground, he did not provide any rescue. Surveillance video captured him standing beside him, watching Xu Ziye choke to death with his own blood."

"Well……"

Wei Fuyuan rubbed his chin, "It's understandable to kill impulsively, but if you don't save yourself, the nature will be different..."

"Yes."

Beiquan nodded, "The police think so too."

He dug out the files of Shen Xing and Xu Ziye and showed them to Wei Fuyuan.

There are basic information on the two people in the file, and photos are also attached.

Judging by Young Master Wei's aesthetic standards, Shen Xing's appearance is very nerdy, he is dry and thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses, not ugly, but it has nothing to do with being handsome.

And Xu Ziye is worthy of being the manager of the public relations department, and also the face of the company. He is tall and handsome with sharp eyebrows and star eyes.

"Normally speaking, with the physical difference between the two of them, it's impossible for Xu Ziye to beat Shen Xing, right?"

Wei Fuyuan immediately thought of Mr. A's case last week:

"Boss, tell me, could Shen Xing be the one who was possessed by a rage ghost, and that's why he killed people?"

"Unfortunately, the evil ghost is not on Shen Xing."

Beiquan shook his head regretfully:

"I had already asked Su Ying to go see it in the morning. Regardless of whether Shen Xing was affected by the evil spirits when he committed the crime, anyway, he doesn't have any evil spirits on him now."

Wei Fuyuan originally wanted to complain about you boss, you are awesome, you can see a murderer who is under criminal detention as soon as you say you see him!

But he changed his mind, he had personally seen Guan Hu Suying's ability to pass through walls, as long as he knew where Shen Xing was locked up, he should be able to let the little fox find it by himself. that's it.

"The clue doesn't end here?"

Wei Fuyuan went through the files of the two of them back and forth, and thought of another guess:

"Does this mean that the ghost is probably still in Lisa Media Company?"

"It's hard to say."

As Beiquan said, he stood up directly:

"So let's go investigate now!"

"Now?"

Wei Fuyuan subconsciously looked down at the watch on his wrist:

"It's almost five o'clock now..."

In his perception, this is almost the end of working hours for most companies.

"Don't worry, it's a media company, and it must be too late now."

Beiquan replied.

As he spoke, his eyes swept over Wei Fuyuan, and he smiled meaningfully:

"I remember you brought several boxes of luggage. You should have a lot of beautiful clothes, right?"

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Wei Fuyuan did bring a lot of clothes that look good. They were all bought when he was still financially free. Any set would start with at least four figures, and it would not be uncommon to add a zero after it.

Although they are all the styles from earlier, just looking at the clothes label is enough to bluff people. In addition, Young Master Wei's own conditions are superior, he is just a walking hanger. After dressing up specially, he is even more handsome. Keep your eyes open.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs, waited in the living room for a while, and Beiquan was also ready to go out.

As usual, Beiquan was still dressed in black from head to toe.

It's just that today this black windbreaker is cut close to the body, with a palm-width belt pinched around the waist, with clear lines, which is called a broad shoulders, thin waist, narrow hips and long legs.

Even if he didn't see the brand in a conspicuous place, Master Wei can still judge based on his own experience that Beiquan's clothes are definitely tailor-made high-end products.

"Well, not bad."

Bei Quan held the suitcase and umbrella that he would never leave when he went out with one hand, and smiled and admired Master Wei's attire:

"He's even more handsome than usual!"

Wei Fuyuan's ears felt faintly hot.

He felt so hopeless.

How come Beiquan's casual compliments will benefit him so much!

The Jetta of "Santuchuan" is not suitable for the two people's current outfits, so Beiquan.com arranged for a BMW and sent them all the way to their destination.

They are going to the business negotiation office of Lisa Media.

As soon as Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan entered, a beautiful girl in a light gray dress greeted them and politely asked their identities.

"I just called to make an appointment, my surname is Wei."

Beiquan replied.

Wei Fuyuan: "!?"

He was surprised that Yu Beiquan took his surname as a pseudonym so naturally.

The girl in the light gray dress showed a sudden realization:

"It turned out to be Mr. Wei!"

The girl was attentive and smiled like a flower, "Please follow me, both of you."

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan followed her through the front desk and turned into the hall behind.

Lisa Media is rich and powerful, and directly contracted a [-]-story office building as an office space.

The business negotiation office is located in the northeast corner of the first floor, with an independent gate and an oval lobby the size of a basketball court. Around the lobby are four conference rooms, specially used to entertain distinguished guests who come to negotiate.

Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were led into the room on the left, where there were already people waiting for them.

The author has something to say: Haha, some readers, little angels, have already noticed that the inspiration for this story is "Fu Jiang"~