Chapter 2

Three days later.

Grand stadium in city A.

At this time, at 6:30, the setting sun is setting, and the whole city is shrouded in the sunlight, which makes the city feel more warm.

The grand stadium, which will hold the 17th Hundred Flowers Award, is covered with red carpet outside. The media of the whole city and even other places have already been waiting outside the stadium, with long guns and short gun racks and flashing lights.

The actors, stars, producers, directors and so on who received the invitation came by bus, and the audience entered the aisle on the other side.

The ceremony opened at 7:30 on time. Some small actors and actresses came early to receive the invitation letter of the Hundred Flowers Award. For them, it is more important than receiving a role mirror. The exposure rate of the national well-known media can not be bought with money.

As time went by, night shrouded the whole city. The lights were on and neon was like the day.

It's seven twenty.

With 10 minutes to go before the award ceremony, no more vehicles arrived. However, the media invited into the infield did not enter, and the media reporters outside did not leave.

They're waiting for someone.

It's seven twenty-three.

Finally, a black extended version of Lincoln came late. Seeing the car, all the media were boiling and flocking to it. It was stopped by the security guard outside. Before the people came out, the flash light was on all the time.

Qin Simiao looks down at her fingernails. When the car door is opened, she habitually raises the corners of her mouth, controls her expression, and gets out of the car with her skirt.

Tonight, she was wearing a silver dress with a long hairpin at the back of her head, wearing a Christie necklace around her neck, earrings and other jewelry of her own. When all the people present saw the necklace around her neck, they exclaimed.

"Christie!"

"A $4.8 million necklace."

Qin Simiao didn't know the name of the necklace or how expensive it was. She only knew that it was sponsored by the sponsor, and the sponsor also said that if she liked it, she could give it to her as a gift.

Now she knows that the necklace is so expensive, such a big gift, of course, it's a refusal. She knows the entertainment industry, but she doesn't get contaminated.

Lin Fuya, the agent on one side, whispered: "Miaomiao, there are still three minutes of interview time."

"Well."

Qin Simiao nodded slightly and then walked to the red carpet. After signing his name on the red carpet, he began to accept interviews with reporters and media.

A reporter: "Miss Qin Simiao, do you know which necklace you are wearing today?"

Qin Simiao: "yes, sponsors sponsor, wear to return."

Reporter B: "Miss Qin Simiao, there is a rumor that you are in love with Gu Siwen, the film emperor. Is this true?"

Qin Simiao: "rumors are rumors, of course. Gu Yingdi and I are just partners. In private, we are all friends."

Reporter C: "it is said that you will receive gifts from mysterious pursuers every month. Who is this mysterious pursuer? Or is that Mr. mystery your boyfriend

Qin Simiao: "you said it's mysterious. I don't know. The gifts are in my place. When I know who Mr. mystery is, I'll give them back as much as I can. Well, don't be curious about my personal feelings. Paying more attention to my works is my greatest support..."

the top floor of Fengsheng hotel in a city.

A man in a black suit is standing in front of the huge French window. He has a panoramic view of the whole city at night.

With his mobile phone in his hand, he was watching the live broadcast of the hundred flower award Film Festival. When Qin Simiao said that he would return all the gifts from Mr. mysteries, his lips were slightly hooked and his deep eyes did not mean anything.

"Do you want to give it back? Ah... "

...

at ten o'clock in the evening.

Qin Simiao lived up to the expectations. After winning the hundred flower Award for his film "black and white", there was a reception on the second floor of Fengsheng Hotel, the largest in city A.

All the stars, directors, producers and other staff who participated in the hundred flower award Film Festival were all absent. There were even investors and some celebrities and dignitaries outside the circle. Qin Simiao sat in the most insignificant corner, hid herself, socialized for a circle, and drank a few glasses of wine. She was slightly drunk, her cheeks were slightly red, her face was beautiful, and she was sleepy and lazy.

Qin Simiao's beauty belongs to the flower of kaolin in the entertainment circle where beauties are like clouds. However, she is not only a vase to appreciate. Her beauty can be cold and gorgeous, pure, elegant, gentle and highly shaped. Therefore, her performance is very wide.

After sitting for a while, Qin Simiao finds that Lin Fuya hasn't come back yet. She says that she will go to her room to get the medicine for waking up, but she has been waiting for ten minutes and hasn't come down yet.

Because her home was redecorated, she stayed on the seventh floor of Fengsheng hotel.

Lin Fuya is her agent, her stepsister and her closest friend from childhood to adulthood.

At the age of 13, after her mother died unexpectedly, her father married Aunt Wang, a nanny. Aunt Wang and Lin Fuya became her family.After waiting for a few minutes, Qin Simiao decides to go back to the room on the seventh floor for fear of Lin Fuya's accident.

After taking the elevator to the seventh floor, she came to 703, took out the spare room card and opened the door.

Just after opening the door, Qin Simiao hears Lin Fuya's whimpering from her bedroom. Because it's far away, she can't really hear it. For the first time, what she thinks in her mind is that there are bad people.

So she picked up the vase in one corner. It was not big, but it was heavy. She took off her high-heeled shoes and approached the bedroom.

The closer she is, the clearer her voice will be, not only her voice, but also the heavy voice of men, as well as some discordant voices.

Qin Simiao breathed a sigh of relief, not to be hijacked.

Yeah? Wait a minute. Why didn't the dead girl have a boyfriend?

Huh?!! Wait, wait, wait... Why are they in her bedroom?

Qin Simiao's brain is a little muddled now. I don't know why you are in her room.

Qin Simiao now hears them talking again.

"When will we confess? Have we always been like this? "

"What's the rush? It won't take two days. You can't wait for a day or two."

"How can I wait for a day or two, but can the plan you mentioned last time succeed?"

"How can I not succeed? You have to believe me. When I fail, I will succeed."

"Well, I'll trust you once. Don't let me down."

Qin Simiao now hears two people inside talking in this way. But why is the voice of the speaker so similar to her fiance?

It's not really her fiance, is it? It should not be possible. How could such a thing happen.