The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 281 Song Zhen, You Are Not a God

Tang Wei's positive recommendation may be spontaneous, and Tang Kaixiang doesn't know about it; but it is more likely that Tang Kaixiang himself likes "acting business" very much, and brought his son all kinds of honors.

Which actor doesn't wish he could spend a little longer in front of the camera?What actor wouldn't want a spot on the cast list?And what actor doesn't want to be known and loved by the public?

Entered the showbiz but didn't want to be popular, there shouldn't be such a person, right?

Song Zhen quickly explained Ji Qian's confusion.

After waiting for so many years, Tang Kaixiang finally got a small turning point in his acting career, which was the role of the leader of the imperial guards in "Secret History of Qing Yu".

This role was originally played by someone, but that person couldn't meet Huo Yuan's requirements. Huo Yuan threw this big cake at Tang Kaixiang on impulse.

After several years of immersion in acting, Tang Kaixiang was perfectly qualified for this role, which made him more and more convinced that he just lacked an opportunity.

who knows--

Lu Xiao blew pillow wind at Huo Yuan because of his personal grievances, and immediately blew away his long-cherished opportunity, and even assigned Tang Kaixiang the role of a eunuch.

Eunuch, the word undoubtedly touched Tang Kaixiang's pain point as a man.

Sometimes people's evil thoughts are just for a moment, no one can tell how Tang Kaixiang decided to kill, but he did.

The switchblade on his waist with the key chain, as long as it is compared with the wound, you can know whether it is the murder weapon.

In addition, Song Zhen and the others were divided into two groups. Niu Quangang went to Tang Wei's house to search and found a suicide note, the bag containing the raincoat, gloves and rubber rain boots, and some pieces soaked in wine. intestines.

It is estimated that they will get the forensic results after they wake up from sleep. By then, this case that has caused panic in Luchuan and even the whole country should be over.

"He killed Lu Xiao in retaliation for her humiliating him and causing him to lose his chance. What about the others? What about the other actresses?" Ji Qian couldn't help asking.

"These people have all worked with Huo Yuan before. Speaking of which, Lu Xiao is just pretending to be powerful. What he hates the most is Huo Yuan who believed that Lu Xiao deprived him of opportunities and humiliated him. These actresses were all implicated."

What Song Zhen didn't explain to Ji Qian was that Tang Kaixiang probably only wanted to kill Lu Xiao at first, but he felt sexual excitement and satisfaction during the killing process, and gradually evolved into a serial killer.

From his professional point of view, this is a perverted and distorted psychology. He can dissect it normally, but it may be disgusting and unacceptable to Ji Qian.

But Killing's original motive was revenge, so he certainly wouldn't leave Huo Yuan behind.

Due to the intervention of the police, Tang Kaixiang was forced to stop killing for pleasure, knowing that he would be discovered sooner or later, so he directly targeted Huo Yuan.

That's why he wrote a suicide note.

From the very beginning, Tang Kaixiang had no intention of living.

But those intestines... Song Zhen felt that Tang Kaixiang had done so many "superfluous" things, there must be information that they hadn't dug out.

Most of what he told Ji Qian was presented after stringing together Tang Kaixiang's materials and suicide note. In fact, there are still many details to be verified for the specific conclusion of the case.

For example, how did he break into the house and kill people in the face of Tang Wei, Xiao Tian and Huo Yuan?
Another example is the way and means of hiding and escaping every time he kills.

Although the case was solved, Huo Yuan was still dead, and the murderer was also dead. This kind of result was not what he wanted. If he figured out the joint earlier, he might be able to save Huo Yuan.

Anyway, that's a life too.

"You have tried your best, no one can do better than you, you have only been here for three days, such a big case..." Ji Qian seemed to feel Song Zhen's low mood, looking at the crow-blue eyes in his eyes, she couldn't help but Distressed.

Thinking of how depressed he was because he failed to save Song Chun before, she was afraid that he would go into a dead end again, so she hugged his waist tightly, raised her head and said solemnly: "Song Zhen, you are not a god."

During the day, the overwhelming report is full of stories about how brave he is, how wise he is, and how he is invincible in fighting criminals.

In an instant, the legend of the police world, the god of the criminal investigation world, and other honors were all shrouded on his head.

But Ji Qian was inexplicably uneasy, because she would never forget the Song Zhen she saw when they first met.

Cold and indifferent, as if isolated from the world.

If it wasn't for the case, he seemed to be a strange man next door, and his beard was even more frightening.

Haha how old was he then?

Don't even think about it, Song Chun didn't die for long at that time, it was Song Zhen's most decadent period.

For Song Zhen, who has experienced pain, the titles and honors in front of him are more like some kind of shackles.

In particular, he always bears the responsibility of causing his sister to be targeted by criminals and delaying Li Zhan's rescue.

He is not a god, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a mortal body.

Ji Qian hugged his waist tightly, as if she wanted to convey her thoughts to him in this way.

"I know." He sighed lowly, "If I were a god, I would like time to turn back so that Chunchun wouldn't die."

Hearing this sentence, Ji Qian thought to herself: Sure enough, she guessed right, Song Zhen thought of Song Chun again.

But she did not expect Song Zhen to say such a sentence.

"If I were a god, I hope to protect you when you were six years old."

Ji Qian froze and pressed against his chest in a daze, not knowing how to react for a while.

He... got it.

At this moment, she didn't dare to look up.

"Song Zhen, I...I..."

He reached out to hold her face, and pecked at the corner of her mouth a few times, as if to comfort her, "Your mother just told me the reason why you are afraid of lightning, but she didn't tell me why they bullied you."

Ji Qian met his deep gaze in panic, and panic flashed in her eyes.

Especially when his rough fingertips rubbed her lips, she trembled like an electric shock.

With a sigh, he turned off the light beside the hospital bed with his backhand, and then wrapped his arms around her waist and tightened it tightly, "Tell me when you want to talk, it's too late, go to sleep."

The darkness came, and she didn't have to meet his eyes anymore. She couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief or a heavier burden.

"Song Zhen, I—"

"Good night."

The two spoke at the same time, and after Song Zhen finished speaking, Ji Qian's words got stuck in her throat.

His reassuring aura was all around, and the sound of the rain outside the window became pattering, no longer the urging of a gust of rain.She bit her lip, and finally said: "Good night."

The two slept in each other's arms, drawing warmth from each other.

After sleeping in a daze until after two o'clock in the morning, Ji Qian woke up and turned around.

Song Zhen slept lightly, noticed the movement of the person beside her, wrapped her in his long arms, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"...Go to the bathroom." Ji Qian replied with a blushing face.

This is one aspect, but another aspect is because he is worried that his clothes have not been dried yet.

Only then did Song Zhen let go, and Ji Qian lightly prepared to get up.

"Don't worry." Song Zhen sat up and covered her eyes with his hand, "Wait a minute, I'll turn on the light."

"No need, I..."

Song Zhen didn't allow her to go in the dark, turned on the light with the other hand, and waited for about ten seconds before letting go.

"All right."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Qian pecked at the corner of his lips, smiled and narrowed her eyes, and quickly put on her slippers and ran away cheerfully, like a cat that has stolen fish.

Looking at her cheerful back, Song Zhen couldn't help but curled up the corners of her lips, and put her hands behind her head, her head was full of her cute little appearance.

So much so that when Ji Qian came out of the bathroom, what Ji Qian saw was him leaning against the head of the bed, with the quilt on his abdomen, revealing his naked upper body, looking sexy and seductive.

See no evil, see no evil.

Ji Qian hurriedly said in her heart, as if she wanted to expel some evil thoughts.

Then he walked to the bed, turned sideways to Song Zhen, reached out to pick up the clothes that had been thrown on the chair before, shook them again, and was about to unfold them to dry on the back of the chair, but found that something had been shaken off by her .

She couldn't help squatting down, her expression became inexplicable in an instant, and even faintly flustered.

It was a business card, she had no time to look at those titles, and her eyes were firmly locked on the word "Jiduo".

"Ji Qian?" Song Zhen's voice came from the bed.

Ji Qian hurriedly picked up the business card, and for some reason, she threw it under the hospital bed beside her, then stood up, and unfolded the clothes to dry.

Afraid that Song Zhen would see her expression, she turned off the light the moment she turned her body sideways, and then went to bed.

Before lying down, Song Zhen wrapped her arms around her and hugged her into his arms.

Feeling his hot body, her heart was beating wildly, and those beautiful thoughts in her mind had long been replaced by panic.

Song Zhen didn't notice it, and kissed her forehead, her voice was full of tolerance and pampering, "Go to sleep."

"Hmm." Nervous and apprehensive, she hugged him more and more tightly, countless thoughts flashed through her mind in a mess, and she didn't know when she fell asleep in the end.

(End of this chapter)