We've got another murder.

However, only one step into the room, He Yu heard a small gasp coming from the bed in the depths of the dark room, he is not a virgin now, how can he not know what this means, he froze at once. Before he could react, his anger had already rushed to his head, and he almost ruthlessly punched the switch of the guest room's main light, and when the light blazed, He Yu rushed in with red eyes, and lifted the tumbled quilt---.

"Xie Qingcheng, you--"

"Holy shit you're sick!"

"Ahhhhh! God how did that happen!"

A man and a woman screamed from the bed, and He Yu, overwhelmed by anger, saw that the couple in the throes of sex were not Xie Qingcheng and Chen Man, but just two small supporting actors in a drama series.

The actors and actresses could see him now, and went from anger to horror.

He Yu: "......"

Actors and actresses: "......"

Although it is a supporting role, but in this kind of big drama, the invitation is not eighteen line, these two are also the actor, both men and women are little famous, so He Yu know that both of them have been married.

The man's wife was pregnant a while back, and he was on Twitter posting sweet pregnancy photos, and was even on the hot seat once.

But now they are lying on the same bed, but obviously not a marriage license on the people - two teachers rest here cheating on it.

"How did you ...... you get in here ......"

"......" He Yu was quiet for a moment and said indifferently, "Wrong room card. This isn't 2209?"

"This, this is 2209 ah ......" the actress said in a trembling voice, "I, I just changed the room ...... I that room air conditioning is broken so ......"

"Isn't this room occupied." He Yu didn't care whether they were cheating or not, he had no interest in it, cheating was the least new thing in the entertainment industry, so he didn't even have an expression, he wasn't surprised at all, he just asked directly, "Where is he?"

The actress carefully, first cupped the quilt to cover herself tightly, then shivered and said, "We don't know ah, I asked the front desk to change the room, and she just gave me this card ...... is ...... is that the previous guest Checked out of the room, right ......"

He Yu Tie Qing turned away with a grimace.

The actress wailed from behind, "Hey! Mr. He, you mustn't tell anyone--"

He Yu went to the front desk and asked where room 2209 had changed to.

Probably because of his stony demeanor, the receptionist looked up a little nervously after checking, "...... He checked out."

"Back ......"

He Yu choked.

Checking out?

He had seen the coordinated follow-up arrangements, and under normal circumstances it would be quite a while before Xie Qingcheng finished his mentoring.

But he's not changing rooms but checking out, so where is he staying?

He couldn't find anyone, so he called Xie Qingcheng.

"Hello, Xie Qingcheng." He Yu thought that Xie Qingcheng would hang up on him, but he didn't expect the other party to pick up, he clutched the phone, his body leaning forward slightly due to his anxiety, "Where are you?"

Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, "He Yu."

"Uh-huh."

"You're not so fucking narcissistic that you think I'm actually going to wait in my room for you to come back and get fucked by you."

It's not the most important thing, he just wants to talk to Xie Qingcheng alone.

"I think you've got your head stuck in the door."

Xie Qingcheng scolded him, comfortable, only then hang up the phone. Leave He Yu face color is not worried to stand in place.

"......"

You asked for it.

He Yu wanted to.

He walked to the lobby of the hotel to sit down at the rest, snapped open the hacking software in the cell phone, using the just-concluded signal sending and receiving, did not use a minute to set to Xie Qingcheng's current location.

Xie Qingcheng A casserole congee restaurant on South Street.

He Yu didn't want to be followed by others, didn't call for a nanny car, asked the crew assistant to borrow a private car that was so common that he didn't even recognize the license plate, and drove straight to the congee store.

When we arrived, we realized that Xie Qingcheng was not alone. Together with Xie Qingcheng were the deputy editor and an executive producer. The three of them had just finished their late-night snacks and were standing in front of the door waiting for the car. However, when Xie Qingcheng answered the phone just now, he should have gone to the side to answer it. After all, he would not want other people to hear such a private matter.

"Ah, Mr. He."

"Boss He."

When He Yu lowered the window, the two girls were startled, and Xie Qingcheng was also slightly surprised, but soon guessed that He Yu had used his black technology again, and his face sank even further.

"Is Mr. He coming for congee too?" Executive asked.

He Yu paused and smiled, "Just passing through. Where are you going so late?"

"We were just talking about tomorrow's shooting. Tomorrow is not the content of that research institute, the director feels that there are still problems with the props, we are preparing to take Prof. Xie to the scene to take a look."

"Come on up then." He Yu had one hand on the steering wheel and the other unlocking the car's door, his eyes unblinking as he stared at Xie Qingcheng, "I'm taking a walk, just in time to take you guys."

Who doesn't like to ride in a handsome man's car. The two little girls happily climbed into the back seat of the car.

The co-pilot was naturally given over to the only man, and they couldn't let Xie Qingcheng, a big man, squeeze in with them, although they were willing to do so, but they were still embarrassed.

Xie Qingcheng stood in the wind and snow, and He Yu stared at each other for a few seconds, and had no choice but to sink his face and take a step out of his long legs and get into the car.

He's probably so frowned upon that he forgets his seatbelt when he gets in the car, and just sinks his face and turns his head to look out the window.

It wasn't until He Yu's teenage breath leaned in that Xie Qingcheng looked back suddenly and said in a chilling voice, "What are you doing."

He Yu was very close to him, leaning in at an angle where the two girls behind him couldn't see, and he lowered his lashes, indulging the desire in his eyes as well as smelling Xie Qingcheng's breath.

"This car is borrowed, and getting caught on camera and deducting points will be troublesome. So, please be considerate, Professor Xie."

He said, his hand reaching over and tugging the strap down, clicking the locking buckle.

"I'm going to put your seatbelt on."

The associate editor and the executive are in the background, fastidiously watching the action.

Xie Qingcheng does not want to talk more nonsense with He Yu, and does not even want to give out the emotion of being angry.

He only said coldly, "You have a mouth and I have hands. Please remind me that I don't have to do it for me."

He Yu smiled, "Good. Next time for sure."

The car started and headed for the next day's set.

The filming location is a shed, not far from here, but it's surrounded by ridges of fields, and there's no one else but a handful of crew members.

He Yu's cousin was supposed to be watching this scene, but the hospital emergency department doesn't work as regularly as the university research center, so his cousin suddenly received a transfer order and had to go back to the hospital first, so he could only remotely follow the crew.

When the group entered the shed, the workers had basically finished the scenes of the second day according to the drawings, but there were still a lot of details to be worked out. The executive and assistant editor began to adjust the content according to what they had just communicated with Xie Qingcheng at the congee store.

Xie Qingcheng and the props manager also made his point succinctly, and then watched quietly with He Yu.

This entire shed is now set up to look like a high-tech underground lab, with oxygen tanks, glass dishes, operating tables, shadowless lights ......

All kinds of props and equipment are readily available, the simulation is very high, and some are even real machines, which the crew specifically asked the partner hospital to rent.

Xie Qingcheng stood among them, glancing at the huge culture tanks that stood in the corners, several tank pods next to each other, each more than two or three meters high, which housed dummies made of props, immersed in a chemical solution, the figures made to look real, their hair floating like seaweed.

These are the same props that were mistakenly filled with dead glass cabinets in the hotel walkway the other day. Now that they're filled with water, they look even weirder.

His gaze drifted for a moment, but he quickly pulled his thoughts back.

"Where did you move to?" He Yu leaned next to him and suddenly asked him this softly.

Xie Qingcheng know He Yu this kind of person, if you really do not tell him, he can also find out, concealment is also unnecessary.

So coldly he said the name of a hotel.

"Why move there."

"Because in other hotels, you don't have permission to just take someone's room key."

"......"

What a shot in the arm.

"How expensive it is to live outside. You're so frugal ......" He Yu also poked Xie Qingcheng's soft spot.

Xie Qingcheng lit a cigarette, "I checked out of the room, and the crew gave me a room allowance."

"........."

The stupid crew is so stupid, they have no eyes at all! The capitalist Mr. He wants to sleep with, they actually give the room allowance to let people live outside!

"Cough cough cough!" The aisle of this shed was so narrow that smoking in it would affect others, and sure enough the little executive girl coughed a little too much.

Xie Qingcheng immediately put out his cigarette.

He Yu watched his addiction kick in and stood against the wall for a moment and asked, "Let's go for a walk."

Seeing Xie Qingcheng's eyes, he added, "Just the door, there are people outside. You don't have to be so afraid of me."

"When have I ever been afraid of you, so ashamed of yourself."

Xie Qingcheng said and walked out.

He Yu chased after him, "Then you're not afraid of why I changed hotels-"

"I'm sick of you."

"......"

Outside, the sky is cold and snowy, and the wilderness is desolate.

Xie Qingcheng leaned outside the shed and smoked a cigarette in silence, He Yu stood next to him - he had a lot of things he wanted to ask Xie Qingcheng, but he knew there wouldn't be an answer.

There were also a lot of things he wanted to do with Xie Qingcheng, but he didn't understand why he had this longing.

The snow got heavier and the night got deeper as the staff completed the task at hand and left the site one by one.

Xie Qingcheng cigarettes did not smoke enough, too lazy to go back, took out his cell phone to send a message to the executive, asking when they are good, but the results of a look at the signal - zero grid.

"That's the way it is here." He asked a staff member next to him who was boxing up his car.

The crew member was wearing a raincoat, and his face looked familiar. He put a bunch of props he couldn't see a use for in the trunk of his car, and one of the props boxes was so heavy and large that he had some trouble getting it onto the freight elevator.

Xie Qingcheng gave him a hand.

Staff member: "Thank you."

Xie Qingcheng: "It's okay."

"Want a signal, right?" The man patted the ash on his hand and explained to him again, "The signal coverage here is particularly poor, it's sporadic. You have to drive out about five hundred meters for the signal to stabilize. Can you walk? Why don't I give you a ride in my car?"

"No, thanks. We have a car."

"......" The staff stared at Xie Qingcheng again, pulled down the brim of his raincoat, smiled, and said nothing more as he finished packing and left.

This was the last big car, meaning that there were very few people left inside. Xie Qingcheng was waiting outside for the executive and deputy editor to come out, however, by the time the third cigarette was over as well, the two little girls were still inside, and I don't know what problems they encountered, but they took so long to communicate.

Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to go in, but when he saw the last cigarette left in the box, he couldn't help himself and simply smoked the remaining one.

He coughed softly, but still lit up his Zippo, and was about to go over to light his cigarette when He Yu said, "Don't smoke it, give me this one."

"......"

He used the tone of consultation, but there was no meaning of consultation, directly snatched the cigarette from between Xie Qingcheng s soft lips, and smoothed the lighter in Xie Qingcheng s hand, and then walked a little farther away, where the second-hand smoke could not come over, and lit it with a rubbing sound.

The little orange sparks flickered brightly and dimly between He Yu's fingers.

Xie Qingcheng frowned his dark eyebrows and looked at him.

He Yu this person's temperament is in fact very puzzling, he can be a moment smiling very gently and talk to you, a moment and then show a jackal and tiger face, he laughs may not be a good thing, angry may not be really can not be cleaned up. In short, he is a person who is hard to be peeped into the heart.

Just like now, Xie Qingcheng does not know what kind of madness he is smoking, why he suddenly smoked a cigarette.

And it was his last cigarette.

He Yu tilted his head back and exhaled a breath of green mist as he looked out over the vast expanse of snow and wind.

He smokes beautifully, elegantly and sexily, without the oily, fishy odor of those men in the world of fame and fortune, but also different from Xie Qingcheng, who smokes cigarettes to look masculine, very handsome, mellow wine-like.

He Yu is more like a silhouette of the gentle colors in Wong Kar Wai's films.

Last cigarette exhausted.

He Yu came back on the thin snow, and when he came to Xie Qingcheng, his eyelashes were still covered with snow seeds: "Are they still not well?"

"No."

"Go inside."

There really wasn't much left inside, the studio lights had largely gone out, and it was dark inside, with only a faint source of light from a little constant light at the very top.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng walk in, gravel crunching underfoot.

Suddenly--

"Click."

Xie Qingcheng immediately turned around, "Why is the gate closed?"

"It's probably too windy." He Yu also looked back and frowned slightly. He thought for a moment, "Just call the people and go."

They walked along the long walk into the depths of the shed, the rooms that had been converted into set laboratories, and it was in the largest room that the two young girls had been communicating with the set designer, but when Xie Qingcheng and He Yu returned, they found that the room was empty.

Empty.

The room was very quiet, and He Yu called out their names, but there was no response. Instead, a constant rustling noise could be heard, coming from a distant room.

Xie Qingcheng asked, "Did they just go out?"

He Yu: "Definitely not."

An ominous feeling roiled up from deep inside.

Xie Qingcheng took out his cell phone and looked at the screen, the signal is still zero, this ominous feeling becomes more obvious.

He said to He Yu, "Go to the next room."

He Yu didn't move.

Xie Qingcheng looked back and saw him staring fixedly at the huge petri dish pods installed in the "lab", in which silicone dummies had been immersed according to the script.

A few moments later, the dim light at the top of the studio flickered, and almost at the same time, Xie Qingcheng heard the soft voice of He Yu--

"Xie Qingcheng, come look at the people in here."

The emotion hidden in He Yu's voice was suddenly tight.

The solution reflects an ever-changing light in the dim light, reflecting on He Yu's face and making him look very pale.

"- he seems to be-"