dhibooks Chapter 39 Chapter 39
Chapter 39 Chapter 39
"Brother, what kind of place is this? We can't seem to get in."
In a rented car outside the gate of the villa area, Wang Mingzhe and Xiao Yi were sitting in it, and the two of them kept looking at the gate of the villa area.
Wang Mingzhe lowered his head and pondered: the security here is very strict, and the surrounding fence is covered with electric grids. He can't pretend to be a maintenance person like before, or directly jump over the wall and enter rudely.
"Wait a little longer, if there is no movement until two o'clock in the morning, we will withdraw." Wang Mingzhe threw a box of warm milk and a piece of bread to Xiao Yi, "Take two bites first, and if you are sleepy, just squint for a while. Keep an eye on it, and I will change you in half an hour."
"Brother..." Xiaoyi opened the food, chewed heavily, and continued to talk to Wang Mingzhe in a very imageless way: "How do you know that Di Hao's residence is here? I've never heard of it before."
"What we do is to know the most secret things about celebrities that others don't know. Things that everyone knows are worthless... just like the last time about Di Hao and Qin Feng's assistant Zhao Nan, I believe that the two of us were definitely not the only ones who captured some details that night, but why did we win in the end? Because we dared to guess, dare to guess that Di Hao went to Qin Feng's room to force Zhao Nan to submit."
"Yeah, I also had this idea at the beginning, but..." Xiaoyi took a sip of milk and washed down the bread that was choked in her throat.
"But you dare not say it, right? But it turns out that I was right, and looking at what Liang Tong did later, she must have ironclad evidence in her hand, but in the end Di Hao collapsed before it was issued, and she There is no need to send it out." Wang Mingzhe opened a bottle of canned coffee for himself, and took a small sip: "I still can't get used to this, my chest hurts when I drink it."
"I know this. Brother, you are called neurosis. You are particularly sensitive to drugs. After drinking, your heartbeat will speed up and your chest will feel tight." Xiao Yi said proudly.
"Yo, yes, you have learned a lot behind my back..." Wang Mingzhe put down his coffee, put his hands on the steering wheel, and said thoughtfully: "I know that Di Hao's residence here is also related to medicine. Do you know this person?"
Wang Mingzhe pointed to the pad on his lap and asked Xiao Yi.
On the screen is a photo of a person in formal attire, which is different from other people’s formal attire in a black suit. In the photo, the person is wearing a white uniform with a sky blue lining and a pair of rimless glasses on his face. He looks very gentle. of a male.
"I also know this. He is a well-known psychiatrist in the industry. I heard that many celebrities are doing psychological counseling with him." Xiaoyi has done a good job in her homework recently, and Wang Mingzhe didn't bother him.
"Psychological counseling is a side dish, and treatment is the big one..." Wang Mingzhe tapped his finger on the screen, "I can match the stars I have photographed who go in and out of other residences, only here...so I guess this should be Di Hao's residence, and the number of doctors coming here has become more and more frequent in the past two years, I suspect that Di Hao's abnormal behavior in the past two years is most likely due to serious problems in his mental state."
"Brother, admiration, admiration, you really plan ahead." Xiao Yi bowed to Wang Mingzhe, the bread in her mouth hadn't been swallowed yet, "Brother, are you always thinking about this? Are you not afraid of being able to follow the doctor, he Not someone in the circle, if you really call the police, you can't be easily fooled."
"Afraid? Do you think I seem to be afraid? People die for money and birds die for food. I, Wang Mingzhe, live for their privacy. I am not afraid of anything."
Xiao Yi's last bite of bread was so frightened by Wang Mingzhe's words that it stuck in her throat again, but she had already run out of milk, so she could only keep patting her chest. Perhaps it was too much movement, and there was a security guard at the door. He stepped out of the hut and glanced at them.
"Lie down!" Wang Mingzhe quickly pushed Xiao Yi down, and lay down himself, so he couldn't see them from the security guard's point of view.
There was another reason why the security guards gave up observing them, and that was the sudden appearance of three black cars of the same specification in front of the door.
The security guards opened the door respectfully, and several cars quickly disappeared into the dim light.
"There is a problem..." Wang Mingzhe looked at the photos in the camera, "Xiao Yi, do you know anyone from the Vehicle Management Bureau? Can you check the license plate numbers?"
Xiaoyi's jaw was about to drop in shock. Just now she was only concerned about hiding from the security guards, she didn't care about how many cars passed by the door, not to mention being able to spare her hands to keep the license plate numbers of each car. It's all so clear...
What made Wang Mingzhe feel regretful was that Xiaoyi didn't have any acquaintances at the DMV, but if there were any acquaintances, it might not be possible to find out.
After all, it still involves privacy, and it will not be easily leaked to entertainment reporters who obviously have malicious intentions.
There was one day before New Year's Eve, and Wang Mingzhe was still at his post. He didn't have any more substantial gains in the villa area that night. Fortunately, Liang Tong didn't set a specific date for him, and he could continue to search for clues.
Mu Yueshan is also sticking to her post. She was invited to participate in the New Year's Eve party of Satellite TV. She is not a goddess. She is standing on the stage and singing nursery rhymes lively, surrounded by a group of colorful children dancing around her .
"Pfft!" Zhao Nan was standing in front of a temporary table making dumplings, when he looked up inadvertently, he saw Mu Yueshan jumping on the TV screen.
"It's very suitable for Shanshan. She is also just an adult, so it's just right to participate in this kind of children's program." Qin Feng is rolling dumpling wrappers opposite Zhao Nan. The circle size is just right.
"This...is called Muyueshan?" Wang Zhiyun sat beside Zhao Nan, making dumplings in his hands, and asked, "I like this girl, she looks so festive all day long."
"Well, I think so too. Xiaofeng, have you worked together? I think you mean you know Mu Yueshan?" Zhao Changming sat on the sofa in the living room not far away, holding the remote control in his hand. Erlang's legs were shaking leisurely.
Zhao Nan glanced at Qin Feng, met Qin Feng and raised his head to give him a gentle smile, so Zhao Nan said: "Yes, Brother Feng collaborated with Shanshan on the filming of a variety show a while ago, Shanshan and us The two are very good friends."
"Wow..." Zhao Changming came to his senses, threw the remote control on the table, got up and walked to the dumpling table with his hands behind his back, and leaned close to Qin Feng: "Xiao Feng, are you an actor?" Can meet a lot of famous people?"
"Well, it's okay. If there is no cooperation, there is basically not much communication. There are only a few who are relatively good. Maybe there will be more contacts." Qin Feng answered truthfully.
"Can you help me..." Zhao Changming's eyes lit up excitedly, and he pulled Qin Feng away from the chopping board where he was rolling the leather, as if he had something more important to say.
"Get up and start making trouble here without doing anything. Believe it or not, I'll beat you!" Wang Zhiyun casually picked up a pair of spare chopsticks on the table, and was about to greet Zhao Changming while speaking, "Go and see your chopsticks!" Go eat your melon seeds on the TV, if you mess around, you won’t get any dumplings later!”
"Oh, what are you doing? The children are all here..." Zhao Changming resisted with a weak mouth, but his body was very honest, and he moved back to his sofa.
The Muyueshan show on TV had just ended, interacted with the host, said a few auspicious words to wish everyone a happy New Year, and then left the stage.
In the house, Qin Feng carried a drawer of wrapped dumplings into the kitchen, and a pot of water on the stove was just boiling.
Qin Feng carefully put the dumplings into the pot one by one, holding a spoon in his hand and slowly stirring along the side of the pot in one direction, after opening his mouth, he took a little water from a small bowl and poured it evenly into the nest, waiting for the dumplings Float up again.
"Xiao Feng?" Zhao Changming slipped in along the door, leaned in front of Qin Feng and put his arms around Qin Feng's shoulders: "Xiao Feng, that... look, if it's convenient for you next time, can you help me and If the teacher wants an autograph, just sign it behind this photo."
Zhao Changming surreptitiously handed Qin Feng a photo, which showed a highly respected senior in the industry, but because of his age, there were not many opportunities to show up in the past two years.
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, I will definitely get your autograph for you." Qin Feng readily agreed, carefully placed the photo in the side pocket of the apron, and then continued to look at the dumplings in the pot.
After Zhao Changming explained the important things, he was planning to go out, but when he reached the door, he stopped and turned back.
"Xiaofeng, will your mother be willing to come to our house to celebrate the New Year with Nannan?" Zhao Changming asked tentatively.
When Qin Feng and Zhao Nan suddenly appeared at the door in the morning, Zhao Changming had to react for 10 minutes before he realized that the glamorous young man standing next to his son was Zhao Feng when he was a child.
I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, so it's inevitable that they are a bit unfamiliar. Zhao Changming and Wang Zhiyun have a lot of things to ask directly. It was Qin Feng who took the initiative to roughly tell his mother that he is married now, and his father's name is Qin Shaoyu, so his name is now Qin Feng. .
But the Chinese New Year is a festival of great significance in the minds of Chinese people, not to be with family members... Zhao Changming still couldn't help asking.
"My mother went back to my grandparents with my father to celebrate the New Year..."
The dumplings floated up, Qin Feng turned off the fire, found two white porcelain plates in the kitchen and placed them beside the stove.
Zhao Changming opened his mouth, and it was not easy to ask more questions when the words came to his lips.
"Uncle Zhao, help me." Qin Feng held a plate full of dumplings in his hand, and tilted his head to signal Zhao Changming to take out another plate on the stove.
"Huh? Oh, ok ok."
The four bowls of dumplings were brought out of the kitchen together and placed on the table in the dining room, which was already filled with all kinds of delicious dishes. There was just a vacancy in the middle, and the dumplings just filled it up.
"It's dinner time!"
Zhao Changming raised his voice and shouted, Zhao Nan and Wang Zhiyun put away the temporary table and sat down at the table after washing their hands.
"Xiao Feng, don't be too polite, just treat it as being at home." Wang Zhiyun kept bringing food to Qin Feng.
In fact, with Zhao Nan around, Qin Feng would not feel restrained.On the contrary, it was Wang Zhiyun who was overly eager, looking a little uncomfortable.
"Auntie..." Qin Feng used his chopsticks to block the food that Wang Zhiyun brought over again: "I said it's at my home, so I'll come by myself."
Wang Zhiyun withdrew his hand in embarrassment.
"That's right, Xiaoyun, let the child eat by himself. Don't keep bringing food to Xiaofeng. I think he patronized and said thank you to you, but he didn't even eat two bites." Zhao Changming ate a round dumpling, trying to smooth things over. .
"That's right, mom, you're too partial, you don't care about your own son just to serve Brother Feng!" Zhao Nan joined the team to ease the atmosphere.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you everything!" Wang Zhiyun turned his chopsticks on the report, and the food arrived in Zhao Nan's bowl.
Zhao Nan's family passed the New Year's Eve earlier this year, and they ate dumplings early. The dumplings on the table were steaming, and the atmosphere in the room gradually heated up. Qin Feng and Zhao Nan's family became more and more lively.
After dinner, Zhao Changming and Wang Zhiyun regained the feeling that Qin Feng was at their home when they were young, as if the ten years in between were just a short night, and Qin Feng never left them.