"King Luo?"

Ye Shuang was carrying two bags of vegetables bought from the supermarket to take home, surprised to see the handsome man covered with blood in front of him: "How are you here?"

"Just finished filming." Luo Mingxin shook the "blood" on his body in disgust, and his expression was also somewhat unexpected: "Why is Xiao Shuang here? I haven't heard you're coming to Fengyuan City."

"... I decided to come here temporarily, there are work-related matters." Ye Shuang tangled slightly: "Luo brother, why don't you change your clothes after the film?"

Luo Mingxin looked overwhelmed by the past, and sighed sadly: "Don't mention that the reporter who came to interview on the set today is an intern or a fan. I hid in the dressing room and wanted to take my picture. Especially excited ... The director said that I should leave quickly to calm her down, and then I got into the car too quickly and forgot to take my clothes ... "

"..." Ye Shuang silently set his sights on the little assistant who hurried to keep up behind Luo Mingxin.

Luo Mingxin wondered and looked at each other, and then wondered what suddenly came to his senses, looking down at himself, then looking up at the other person, and then looking down at himself ...

The little assistant in a standard suit was seen creepy, and his steps stopped involuntarily. Luo Mingxin turned back in sorrow at this moment: "Or you react quickly, why didn't I remember that I could change clothes with him?"

What did i say to me?

Ye Shuang was very guilty in the complaint when the assistant was instantly wounded: "Cough! I don't think he meant his clothes ... What, I just want to say that you forget it, and the assistant doesn't remember it It's very unacceptable to live like this ... "

Luo Mingxin waved his hand and sighed again: "Forget it, it's all in the dormitory anyway."

The little assistant immediately breathed a sigh of relief with "saved" eyes and ran over consciously, taking off the suit jacket and putting on Luo Mingxin with heartache.

"Dormitory?" Ye Shuang and Luo Mingxin walked side by side to the elevator, curious as they walked.

"Yes, this building is the private property of the owner of a film and television company. All of the artists live in it. But generally, newcomers who want to save rent will live in. Really big names will buy their own property in order not to be disturbed ... don't you know? "Luo Mingxin stared at the assistant and pressed the floor. Then he looked at Ye Shuang somehow: "By the way, I didn't ask how you lived here either. Do you or Xiaoye want to make a movie?"

"No, I said I'm here to work." Ye Shuang then reflected how he saw several residents when they went downstairs today.

It turned out that it wasn't her memory that went wrong or passed, but that the other person had appeared on TV. It's just that Ye Shuang has no special memory and never thought about it.

But then again, from the standpoint of security and protection, the artist apartment building is indeed not inferior to the high defense map of the military area. I just do n’t know how the middle-level agent who helped to contact the renter did it. Perhaps the owner of this company is also a former customer?

...

Big bags and small bags returned to his house, and even the door was opened in early Han labor.

Because the other party didn't want to go out to eat, Ye Shuang was naturally in charge of dinner that day.

It happened that she contracted meals. Han Chulai was responsible for the infiltration investigation beforehand. Otherwise, how could Ye Shuang dare to run such a complicated copy without a single assistant?

"Don't you just need to buy some vegetables?"

When Han Chu looked back, she saw the bag in Ye Shuang's hand ... an extra bag was added when she came out of the supermarket, and the contents of the transparent plastic were definitely different from the tender green of the vegetables ... in fact, the contents of the bag All are red paste.

Ye Shuang had a black line: "Don't mention it. I met Luo Tianwang when I came back. He said that he would like to have a meal." While talking, he took the bag to the kitchen first, then turned out a large bowl to hold those Red Pulp: "This is the ketchup that was used to paint the scene of the murder in his crew. He came back by the way. He originally planned to make a noodle or pasta ..."

Then when he was near the door, he picked up a skillful little cook, and Luo Tianwang naturally took the "sauce" to Ye Shuang and brought it back. By the way, set the time for dinner.

"..." Han Chu heard for a long time and said nothing: "What a star is now."

Ye Shuang was also speechless: "... It's okay. I heard that this 'plasma' is tomato sauce and honey, because the crew also plans to use the rest for cooking, so no pigment is used."

Han Chu despised: "It's not the problem."

"I know. The second crew is so happy." Ye Shuang sighed, but she knew what Han Chu was talking about. The problem was that Luo Mingxin was not an outsider, as a friend. She couldn't comment on others.

Having said that, how many brains appearing around me so far are normal?

After a brief chat, Ye Shuang turned back to the kitchen to cook. Just considering Howard's taste. You can cook pasta directly tonight, it's easier than cooking a few other dishes.

Han Chu is not talking nonsense anymore. Since there are still outsiders coming, he naturally has to take this time to put an end to the preparations, so as not to show or hear what should not be known for a while.

Boil the sauce and stir-fry the side dishes for half an hour and cook the noodles for ten minutes.

When the noodles were almost out of the pot, the door bell rang quickly.

When I opened the door, Luo Mingxin, who had taken a bath and changed his clothes, stood at the door freshly, and greeted him by raising his hand. He came in with a box of puffy white heart in his hand and stepped on. He changed his slippers with a heel and laughed: "My assistant went to buy the bubble oil cake, I heard it is very authentic, try it after dinner?"

Looking at the heart in the transparent packing box, Han Chu's expressionless facial features suddenly softened a bit.

Ye Shuang: "..." This person took the Raiders script.

"It's so fragrant." After entering the room, the aroma of the food that had been smelled at the door suddenly became rich again. Luo Mingxin put his cake on the table and couldn't wait to think of the kitchen to be self-reliant: "The crew has been mixing boxed lunches for a few days, and I can't live anymore if I don't eat it ... Fortunately, I encountered Xiao Shuang today, otherwise The craftsmanship of my little assistant really can't believe it. "

"Luo and Han are hungry and eat first. I'll call Howard." Ye Shuang consciously prepared to go out.

Luo Mingxin leaned out of the kitchen while holding the tableware he found. "Anyone else?"

While asking questions, Luo Mingxin had already made a posture to take away his dinner and go back to eat. It seemed to be shadowed by being interviewed today. He didn't want to continue to receive admiration during mealtime.

"It's half a colleague." For the sake of heart, Han Chu had a rare explanation (.2.), And then called Ye Shuang: "I called the next time you talked about it, and he will Come up. "

Oh, since that's the case, there's no need to run.

Ye Shuangtou, half nonsense walked back to dinner.

... the dinner was delicious, the attitude of Han Chu was friendly, and my heart was very satisfying after the meal.

One hour later, the three were full. Because of the relationship of Luo Mingxin, even the topics of the conversation were relaxed and pleasant. There was no semi-serious serious work content, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

However, Luo Mingxin should almost leave after an hour. Even if he and Ye Shuangjiu reunited, but there will still be shooting missions today, and there will still be scripts to recite ... It is not easy to be a star, don't look at the focus The scenery is so beautiful under the lights that it's hard to get enough sleep when you're really busy, let alone private time and regular meals.

After Luo Mingxin left, Ye Shuang also stood up to clean up the chopsticks. Han Chu calmly lifted the mobile phone on the table in front of him half an hour ago and looked at the screen time and asked: "Did Howard send a message to your mobile phone? "

"No." Ye Shuang froze. Although her mobile phone was not brought to her like Han Chu, but in terms of her hearing, she would never miss the movement even if the mobile phone vibrated in the back room.

After reacting to realize what, Ye Shuang sat down and thought again: "Howard got off the plane with us today. The air ticket was temporarily booked and was not detected. Then coming out of the airport was the car hired by the middle-level agent you were looking for. The house is also rented by the other party ... In these processes, our whereabouts are not likely to be leaked. Even if it is leaked, no one should care about it. "

"I feel the same way." Han Chu frowned. "Before there was no action, the three of us should not have threatened anyone. So it is unlikely that you will be targeted. But ... Maybe Howard's personal affairs? In short, he should not suddenly lose the audio under the conditions. "

Ye Shuanghan said: "It's probably too early to say that you have lost the audio, but it's just that you haven't sent a text message. Have you called the other person ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ or will I go and see?"

"The last call I connected was 10 minutes before Luo Mingxin came over, and then I switched off afterwards. What urgent things do you think will keep Howard from calling me too late?" Han Chu smirked: " If you want to go downstairs for confirmation, you can come back and tell me. "

Ye Shuang tangled: "This is a private property of an entertainment company, not a place for public rent ... The distance of four floors, who has the ability to take away Howard silently?"

Yeah, who has that ability?

If Han Chu knew the answer, he wouldn't have to worry about it here.

After pinching his eyebrows, Han Chu stood up and said without a sigh: "I go up the stairs, you go up the elevator, we split up to Howard ’s rental house, and pay attention to any clues all the way ... you focus on the camera in the elevator, if If not, let's go and watch the building's surveillance video. "

It was too sudden and weird. At the beginning, Han Chu couldn't think of more ways: "Also, please contact Anthony."

p: third time, do n’t brush the ants