Chapter 627 "Who Is the Detective: Pilot" (V)

After the recording was over, Qin Feng put his phone in his trouser pocket.

He picked up the ornaments on the ground and put them back to their original place, carefully aligned with the marks on the bar table, and then put the wine bottles, glasses and two coasters on the table into the inner chamber of the bar.

After doing all this, Qin Feng turned to the sofa in the corner and pushed them along the marks on the ground, but he did not push them inward like Zhan Xuesong, but outward, so that the sofas returned to their positions before they were moved, and then walked towards the chat area.

During this process, the careless smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his pace also changed.

The size of the step, the walking posture, the direction of the toes... Qin Feng in the camera unconsciously completed the transformation. If you put the screenshots of these few seconds together frame by frame, you might have the illusion of looking at the human evolution map in reverse - because his back is also a little hunched, and the whole person has changed from a confident man with his head held high to an ordinary man with a shaky footsteps.

Qin Feng straightened his back. It was a normal action, but he felt completely different from himself just now. It was as if there was a nouveau riche who had not received strict etiquette education and was trying hard to pretend to be stylish. In fact, his materialism and pettiness were still exposed.

He walked to the bookcase and found the contract and the certificate with the trademark in the folder one by one. After flipping through them, he put them back in their original state.

Then, Qin Feng sat down next to the coffee table - he looked at the relative position of the coffee table and the chair before sitting down - he crossed his legs in a very artificial way, and shook his feet. He glanced at the password prompt and entered "666" to turn on the computer.

Three chat records were displayed. A trace of impatience flashed across his face, and then he cursed fiercely in a low voice. It seemed that he was venting his anger, but he accidentally revealed a little panic. Then his eyes turned from the conversation with "Sister Jing" to the window with "Unimportant Black Society". As he looked at it, a smile appeared on his lips, and a little pleasure flashed in his narrowed eyes, and his external expression showed satisfaction and peace of mind.

Finally, Qin Feng's eyes fell on the third chat window. As his fingers moved on the touch screen, several message records appeared in chronological order.

…

[Jingjing]: Xiaoxiao, I'm really famous! You're so awesome!

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Of course, don't you see who your boyfriend is # Smoking a cigarette proudly

[Jingjing]: I will continue to work hard! The rest of the work is left to you!

[Jingjing]: When we make enough money in the next two years, we can get married!

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Okay, baby, come on

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Just live stream and shoot short videos, I'll do all the hard work # Rose

[Jingjing]: Hehe

[Jingjing]: Today we have to say 9163, 2143, 6243~

[Xiao Zhanggui]: 21436243!

…

[Jingjing]: Xiaoxiao, I'm not going home today. My sister is coming to see me, so I'll take her out for a walk

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Really? Didn't you go out with another man secretly?

[Jingjing]: What are you talking about!

[Jingjing]: [Photo with sister Jing]

[Jingjing]: See!

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Hahaha, I'm just kidding you. Have fun. If you don't have enough money, come to me # Rose

[Jingjing]: Yes and yes

…

[Jingjing]: Xiaoxiao, why don't you let me transform?

[Jingjing]: I have reached the end of my career as an internet celebrity. You have seen that my popularity has declined significantly in the past month. I have been living off my past achievements and have no development.

[Jingjing]: YX Entertainment has contacted me. What a great opportunity. I have always wanted to officially enter the entertainment industry. Didn’t you support me at the beginning?

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Jingjing, the internet celebrity industry is the foundation laid by the two of us. You did it too suddenly. I am under a lot of pressure.

[Xiao Zhanggui]: You know that I am so nostalgic. Let me think about it again, okay?

[Xiao Zhanggui]: Are you not going to continue to accompany me?

[Jingjing]: Ah...

[Jingjing]: Okay, sorry, then think about it again.

...

[Jingjing]: Xiao Zhanggui, I tell you, don’t try to hide from me to the ends of the earth.

[Jingjing]: I am on my way here. We must make things clear today!

…

Qin Feng turned off his laptop, put down his crossed legs and leaned back on the chair, his hands crossed on his lower abdomen, his eyes looked forward vaguely as if he had no specific focus, his temperament was no longer as frivolous as before, his face was expressionless, and his silence was a bit scary.

[I got goose bumps]

[Is it coming?]

[Although it's a wind chime, I do think my husband has some mental problems. . . ]

Bang!

The barrage seemed to be frightened by Qin Feng's sudden hammering of the coffee table, and they all stopped moving.

Qin Feng snorted heavily, stood up and rubbed the chair back a few centimeters.

He walked quickly to the open space next to him, but without a destination, and then took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, dialed a number, and irritably put the phone to his ear, breathing heavily, and walking around in this place in a messy way.

As if the other end of the line was connected, Qin Feng blinked impatiently: "Hello."

"Are you sure you killed that damn girl? - Did you turn off the surveillance? - OK, it's okay!"

He put down the phone, the rise and fall of his chest was not so obvious, and then he made a second call.

"...Did you see Tao Jing? She's already downstairs? You useless thing! What are you doing if you can't stop her?!"

Perhaps it was something that was said on the other side. Qin Feng listened for a few seconds and rolled his eyes anxiously, "Okay, if you can't stop her, let her come up."

He hung up the call angrily, walked around the same place for two more circles, then paused for a second, and walked quickly towards the bar.

...

Ding Mingqian, who was watching the sixth round of "Entertainment Intern" with the audience during the announcement, took a breath.

He finally knew why Qu Nan and Ni Wentai looked like they had seen a ghost.

Brother Qin, is this a live reproduction?

"Why didn't I think of it!"

It can show acting skills and fit the character's setting and temperament. This idea is really great!

Ding Mingqian slapped his forehead and continued to read on with admiration and reluctance.

"So strong. After restoring the props on the scene, he improvised the whole process again... Wait, no way!"

He dragged the progress bar back, took a screenshot, dragged it forward again, clicked pause, and switched the paused screen and the screenshot back and forth to compare.

... Damn.

Ding Mingqian had that familiar fantasy feeling of questioning himself "Am I really living in a scientific world?" again.

Because when Qin Jue stood up from the coffee table and pulled back, the distance the chair legs moved was exactly the same as before!

She moved the chair forward when she sat down. When she first saw it, no one noticed this little action at all. They just thought that "Qin Feng" wanted to sit forward to look at the computer more conveniently.

But I didn't expect that this was also a foreshadowing setting!

You-are you really that serious!

There's no need to go into details to restore it to this extent!

Ding Mingqian was speechless for a moment, and his mood was very complicated. If he had to describe it, it would be "unable to complain".

He watched it again along the progress bar, and the more he watched, the more awed he became. He was concentrating on waiting for Qin Feng to walk to the bar, but the screen cut at this moment.

"Oh..."

Ding Mingqian smiled helplessly, but did not click on the speed or fast forward, and continued to watch the clip of Luo Hanzhang (Luo Han).