Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

No matter how bad your complexion is, it can be covered up with makeup. When Mu Chenxi came out of the dressing room, his complexion was no different from usual.

Jing Luo was sitting on a small stool against the wall in the corner of the studio, debating whether to go to the hotel or not.

Mu Chenxi stopped in front of him.

"Tang Lin sent you a text message?" Mu Chenxi's voice was the same as his face, ethereal and slightly hoarse.

Jing Luo was taken aback, hesitated for a moment and said: "Yes."

Mu Chenxi continued to ask: "What happened?"

It seems that the police did not disclose Tang Lin's communication information to the public, and did not even show it to her boyfriend Mu Chenxi.

That's right, Jing Luo saved a lot of trouble this way. Although he and Tang Lin had nothing to do, it would take a lot of effort to explain.

Jing Luo: "I just talked about the role of the scene."

Mu Chenxi had obviously guessed something, and said bluntly: "You little character, what role do you have to talk about?"

Jing Luo smiled: "I'm also flattered."

Mu Chenxi's eyes turned from top to bottom, contemptuous enough.

Jing Luo also smiled frankly.

During the stalemate, Song Yi came over.

Mu Chenxi's figure is considered top-notch among male stars, but it is incomparable with Song Yi. Song Yi stood next to Mu Chenxi, and she was a section taller than him, with much wider shoulders.

"Master Mu, what's the matter?" Song Yi's tone was blunt, and he called the actor, but there was no trace of respect in his words.

"Who are you?" Mu Chenxi saw his face clearly, and frowned, "What's 'little fresh meat'?"

Seeing that Song Yi's eyes had turned cold, Jing Luo was afraid that he would mess around, so he hurriedly said, "He is my assistant."

Before Mu Chenxi could speak, she was pulled over by Liang Yuan who rushed over.

"Xiao Xi, the director told you to come over." She urged.

Mu Chenxi pursed his lips, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and anger, but he still listened to Liang Yuan, let out a cold snort, turned and left.

"I'm sorry," Liang Yuan was still standing there, with a sincere expression, "Xiaoxi was not in a good mood when something happened recently, so her temper was also bad. This happens to everyone, so don't take it personally."

Jing Luo nodded to express his understanding: "It's okay, brother Xi didn't say anything about me."

After Liang Yuan left, Song Yi asked, "Did he bully you?"

"What?" Jing Luo laughed, "No, just ask me a few questions."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and continued to read the script on his lap. His acting skills were not good in the first place, so he could no longer lose points for his lines.

Song Yi stood beside him, his eyes fell on Mu Chenxi who was filming, his eyes were full of chills.

The whole day's filming was spent in low pressure. Although the work has resumed, Tang Lin's incident still had a big impact. Everyone wanted to finish the work quickly, finish the filming early, and start the story sooner.

In the dressing room, Jing Luo finished filming today's scene and slowly took off his makeup. Song Yi sat beside him, with a smile on his lips, and said, "If it's any later, the sky will be dark."

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Jing Luo quickened his movements: "... right now."

The hotel arranged by the crew was a five-star old hotel, and such a big event as jumping off the building did not affect it, and it still opened its doors for business.

The hotel lobby is magnificent, but there are not many guests.

Walking to the front desk, Song Yi said casually, "Is there any room left?"

The female staff who received them smiled sweetly: "Yes, do you want a standard room?"

Song Yi glanced at Jing Luo, and Jing Luo said in a muffled voice through the mask: "Deluxe double room."

"Well," Song Yi said, "Are there any deluxe double rooms?"

Female employee: "Yes, do you want to live in a higher floor or a lower floor? How many rooms do you want?"

Song Yi: "One room, if you want to live in a higher place, which floor is your tallest double bed room on?"

The female staff said: "There are still vacant rooms on the 26th floor."

"Where is the 27th floor?" Jing Luo interrupted her, "The last time I came here, I lived on the 27th floor."

The face of the female staff immediately changed: "I'm sorry, our 27th floor is temporarily closed due to temporary adjustments, can you see the 26th floor?"

Song Yi smiled: "No, thank you."

Leaving the front desk, Jing Luo whispered: "It's blocked, why don't we come back next time."

Song Yi turned around and pressed the button of the elevator, then walked into the elevator and said, "Come on, come in."

The elevator stopped on the 26th floor. After getting out of the elevator, the two walked straight to the 27th floor from the stairs at the emergency exit.

On the door handle of the safety exit on the 27th floor, two chains are tightly fastened.

Jing Luo breathed a sigh of relief: "Look..."

Song Yi raised his hand, holding the chain and gently squeezed it.

Clang.

The two chains fell to the ground fragilely.

……Broken.

Opening the door, the corridor on the 27th floor smelled bad due to being sealed for a long time, Jing Luo raised his hand to cover his nose.

Song Yi said without turning his head: "Follow me."

When Jing Luo realized it, Song Yi had already walked in. He took a few deep breaths and followed quickly.

Song Yi had a clear goal, turned a corner and opened the door of 2701.

Jing Luo followed closely behind him, startled by his movement, fearing that Tang Lin's ghost would suddenly jump out of it, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

There was a few seconds of silence.

"No, don't be afraid." Song Yi laughed, and reached out to brush the broken hair on Fu Jingluo's forehead.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, Song Yi pulled his hand away.

He collected himself and followed Song Yi into the room, but he was stunned as soon as he stepped in.

He finally knew why the police still had doubts about Tang Lin's suicide.

The room was in a mess, and most of the items in the room had been taken away by the police. He took a cursory look and found that one bed was taken away and only one mattress was left.

The evidence collection may not be over yet, the bloodstains in the room have not been cleaned up, the walls, the floor, and the mirror in the bedside table are all covered with bloodstains, not sprayed blood, but bloodstains drawn with fingers, and the order is clearly visible.

Except for one broken window, the balcony glass door and other windows were closed tightly. The room smelled very strong. Jing Luo held his breath: "How could this be suicide?"

"The police are not stupid." Song Yi looked normal, not affected by the bloody scene at all. He walked slowly to the window. The window seemed to have been smashed with a hammer, and there were bloodstains on the edge of the glass. He went down Looking around, "It should be that no one has come in and out of the surveillance video, and the residents next door should have checked it. If there is no gain, they will find you."

Jing Luo frowned even tighter: "You mean, it was Tang Lin who made the room like this?"

Song Yi didn't answer, and suddenly looked up at the ornamental wooden electric fan on top of the end of the bed.

"that……"

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from behind, clear and sweet.

Jing Luo was startled, how could a child run in?He turned his head, and sure enough, a little girl was hiding behind the door, looking only twelve or thirteen years old, looking at them timidly.

There was a gray, thin ghostly aura around her.

"Can you see me?" The little girl was also taken aback for a moment, then tears welled up in her eyes, and said anxiously, "Are you here to find me?"

Jing Luo thought she was afraid, and hurriedly said, "No."

"...No?" The little girl's tears became more urgent, "Then what should I do?"

Jing Luo was most at a loss for tears, he blinked his eyes and didn't know what to do.

Song Yi looked away, walked to the little girl, touched her head, then squatted down, and asked, "Little baby, how long have you been here?"

"Okay, it's been many days," the little girl sobbed, "I died in the nearby hospital, but, but I don't know where to go, my parents can't see me, and I can't go home with my parents. "

"Don't cry, someone will pick you up in a while," Song Yi coaxed softly, "Did you see the big sister who lives in this room after you have been here for so many days?"

"...Yes, she is very beautiful, but she seems to be dead. I saw a lot of police uncles." The little girl sniffed.

Song Yi asked: "Did she die by herself, or was she killed by bad guys?"

The little girl shook her head: "I didn't follow up. My mother said that I can't enter other people's rooms without permission, so I, I waited in this corridor for many days." Speaking of this, the little girl was even more wronged, and the tears that had just stopped It crashed again.

"You ask," Song Yi got up and said to Jing Luo, "I'll call Bai Wuchang, these two women are becoming more and more careless in their work."

After finishing speaking, Song Yi got up and left, went around to the window to make a phone call.

Jing Luo hesitated for a moment, and imitating what Song Yi did just now, he squatted down and asked, "Baby, when the police came, the door opened, did you see any other strange things?"

The little girl thought for a long time before he hesitated and said: "A lot of things, ropes, knives, and a lot of medicines, a lot... were taken away by the police uncle."

Jing Luo was taken aback.

While he was in a daze, the door of room 2702 opposite was suddenly opened.

Bai Wuchang came out, grabbed the little girl with both hands, and hugged the little girl: "I'm sorry, sweetheart, sister lost you, go, take you to drink soup."

After finishing speaking, she saw Jing Luo who was squatting, and smiled brighter, "Master Jing, next time you have a ghost when you take a bath, please come to me, I want to see your figure too!"

Jing Luo: "..."

Song Yi sneered and said, "I can lose my soul in the area I'm in charge of. The little girl is suffocating. Hurry up and go back to get the punishment."

Bai Wuchang pouted, not daring to refute, he turned around and entered 2702 honestly.

Jing Luo immediately understood that the door should be their way of transmission.

He stood up and told Song Yi the exact information given by the little girl just now.

Song Yi smiled inexplicably, "They are all suicide supplies, Tang Lin's death has been decided."

He walked under the electric fan just now and said, "There are scratches on the blade of the fan. It seems that Tang Lin tried to hang herself, but failed."

Jing Luo followed his gaze, saw the scratches on the fan blades, and asked doubtfully, "The electric fan is not damaged, why didn't it work?"

"Perhaps, it's because she doesn't want to die." Song Yi walked to the bed and looked at the blood stains on it when she was struggling. "It should be said that her desire to survive is very strong, so knives, ropes and even medicine are useless. The smell in the room is so strong, it should be Tang Lin's vomit."

A chill ran up his feet.

"You mean, she was forced?" Jing Luo looked at the broken window subconsciously, and continued: "...other things don't work, so I simply let her jump, and it's all done?"