txolops Chapter 8
Chapter 8
After Wu Yuan opened his eyes, he quickly recalled the picture of Liu Wenfa.
It was a scorched black curling iron. The handle looked like it had experienced an explosion. The outer shell was rolled into gray-black lumps, and the inside turned to ashes.
Liu Wen said that the handle should have been made of plastic, but was replaced with a copper one.
The lights in the dressing room are very bright, illuminating the entire room with a ten-level soft light effect.
The sofa Wu Yuan was sitting on was in the corner. In the middle were two rows of makeup tables with their backs leaning against each other. There were also makeup tables around them. There were so many mirrors that they could be seen everywhere.
He took out his mobile phone, it is now 18:13.
Every time he wakes up, the time is pushed back. This is the seventh time. He should wake up at 7:18.
The party is currently in the red carpet stage, so there are not many people in the dressing room.
He stood up, intending to look towards the place where Wu Yu died.
As a result, there was a person sitting there - Li Xu.
Seeing Li Xu, Wu Yuan felt an unexplainable anger in his heart, and when he was about to attack, he heard the unabashed "whispering" from the next table.
"He's just sitting there stupidly?"
"It's too pitiful. The clothes are broken and I can't find a brand to borrow."
"It hasn't been a year since I debuted. I don't have any resources. I'm still so proud that I'm a brand owner, so I won't lend it to him."
"Have you forgotten last year's hot search?"
"Remember! At that time, he and Wu Yu quarreled in some competition, and there was a lot of trouble. If you want me to say that a newcomer is bold, he is arrogant."
Wu Yuan slowed down and leaned against the table three steps away from Li Xu.
And Li Xu didn't seem to have heard such a blatant "discussion", keeping his head down and still doing his own thing.
Wu Yuan took out his phone and clicked on Weibo, entered a few keywords, and soon related topics popped up on the page, all about the quarrel between Li Xu and Wu Yu last year.
#李宣真得说#
#武遇说莫莎非顺音乐#
#新人李许publicly reply to song Wang Wuyu#
Li Xu made his debut through a singing talent show last year. He was only 18 years old when he debuted.Thanks to his pure appearance, the label he posted - the boy next door who sings with a guitar on his back became popular.
Wu Yu was the judge of that show, and he had very strict requirements on music, so his sharp comments often became popular searches, which drove the traffic of the show.
One is a newcomer to songwriting, and the other is a senior who has won a grand slam in songwriting and composition. These two people have been full of gunpowder since the first episode of the show.
Wu Yuan didn't know if there was a script, and he didn't follow the show at that time.
Just talking about the few videos he has seen so far, he doesn't think Wu Yu is too much - he doesn't feel that he is using his senior status to overwhelm his juniors, or relying on his own talent to be aggressive.
The Wu Yu that Wu Yuan saw was just a person who had high requirements for music.
After Li Xu sang the song, Wu Yu said that Li Xu's music was rubbish, but he would also say that he admired Li Xu's lyrics, and privately suggested how Li Xu should compose the music.
Wu Yuan listened to Li Xu's first song curiously. It was indeed very melodic. In one song, the shadows of many popular hits could be heard.
Not to mention Wu Yu, the problem that "passers-by" like Wu Yuan can hear, presumably the hot searches at the beginning should have been specially created by the program group in order to spread popularity.
Wu Yuan turned off the phone dully, suppressed the sudden gossip, and turned his attention back to Li Xu.
——After all, this Li Xu faced Wu Yu's death in the last cycle. He really didn't believe that Li Xu was as innocent as he appeared.
In the dressing room, Li Xu stood up and put the broken clothes on the table.
He sighed softly, looking at his face in the mirror, as if he had discovered something, he was about to reach for the curling iron on the table.
Wu Yuan suddenly shouted: "Stop! Don't touch!"
The surroundings were instantly quiet, and the group of gossiping people stopped talking.
Li Xu looked back suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wu Yuan walked up to him quickly, and looked at the curling iron on the table - the shell was golden, and the button was green and round.
Could it be that deadly curling iron, he thought?
But if it is, what does Li Xu's action mean just now? Isn't he afraid of killing himself?
Wu Yuan looked suspicious, but planned to stand still.
He tried to avoid the topic: "Your clothes are broken?"
Li Xu was stunned: "...Yes, how do you know?"
"I'm not blind." Wu Yuan picked up the clothes on the table, and found that it was just an ordinary black jacket, with a part of the hem burned off by fire - a very short part, which looked like it was burned by a lighter.
Li Xu seemed to be at a loss for words, lowered his head and smiled and said, "It's okay, there is still time before the performance, I can think of a way."
Wu Yuan: "..."
It's hard for him to tell whether the person in front of him is pretending, if so, then his acting skills are too proficient.
Wu Yuan was almost moved by this disappointed look.
The disappointed eyes lasted for a few seconds, Li Xu murmured as if to cheer himself up: "Let's open a present and have a look."
He immediately picked up a cardboard box on the table, opened the utility knife, and prepared to dismantle it.
Wu Yuan asked strangely: "What is this?"
Li Xu didn't see him either. After all, he was backstage at a party, so it might be normal for someone to strike up a conversation.He replied: "This is a gift from a fan, I don't know what it is."
However, when the box was opened, a toy spider popped out.
As big as a palm, the battery separator is pasted on the top of the box. Once it is opened, the mechanism will be powered on.
Wu Yuan was so frightened that he took three steps backwards, away from the scene of the disaster.
Li Xu was obviously also frightened, with a stiff smile on his lips, and a fluffy spider with eight legs still shaking in his hand.
"You...you turn it off first!" Wu Yuan shouted.
Li Xu regained his senses, closed it tremblingly, and then threw the things back into the paper box.
"Yes, I'm sorry! I didn't know it was like this... Are you okay?" Li Xu bowed in embarrassment, apologizing as if guiltily, his eyes flushed slightly.
The group of gossipers were also frightened, and they regained their strength at this moment, their laughter crescendoed like musical notes, like an orchestral ensemble.
At this moment, Wu Yuan felt like a torrential rain fell in Wu Yuan's heart, which completely wiped out the fire of ignorance.
Wu Yu also made his debut at the age of 19. At that time, his heart was no lower than that of Li Xu. Could he also suffer from such unwarranted malice?
Wu Yuan waved his hand: "It's okay, don't disassemble the rest."
Li Xu glanced at the pile of gifts beside him, maybe it can't be called a pile, after all, there are only three or four pieces, and the rest are flowers or letters.
"It still needs to be disassembled, after all, it's the fan's wish." Li Xu sat down and continued to get a new cardboard box.
Wu Yuan stood back beside Li Xu, staring at the group of people sitting in the middle with cold eyes, the latter probably left the dressing room one after another because they were going to perform or were frightened by Wu Yuan.
The people gradually dispersed, and the noise in the dressing room turned into silence.
Wu Yuan turned around and rummaged through the takeaway boxes scattered on the table, and found a pair of unopened plastic gloves. Although he was not sure about the effect of electricity isolation, he could only treat him as a doctor.
He put on his gloves, tentatively picked up the power cord of the curling iron, and checked it carefully.
Li Xu asked: "What's the matter, you didn't let me move just now."
Wu Yuan: "Don't you know?"
Li Xu was stunned: "I don't know?"
Wu Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, taking into account Li Xu's micro-expression just now—very strange, innocent, and confused, as if he really didn't know about the curling iron.
Wu Yuan thought to himself, am I wrong in my suspicion?
Compared to before, no matter if it was Cheng Ling or a doll, it was just a passionate killing in a fight.
And this time the electric shock was clearly deliberate murder.
Can Li Xu's IQ really plan such a sophisticated murder? How can he ensure that Wu Yu gets the curling iron accurately and does not accidentally injure other people?
All this is not so easy.
Suddenly, a plug appeared in front of Wu Yuan's eyes.
Li Xu shook it and said, "There is no electricity, what are you afraid of?"
Wu Yuan: "..."
He quickly took off his gloves and grabbed the plug.
Li Xu moved the stool away, opened the drawer of the table, and there was a row of curling irons inside, all with golden shells, as if they were carved out of the same mold.
He said: "Is there anything special about this, don't they all look like this?"
Wu Yuan was slightly surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm.
He glanced at Li Xu, who still looked confused.He thought to himself, it seems that no flaws can be found in the questioning, and he has to test it with actual actions.
Wu Yuan asked: "If you choose, which one would you use?"
Li Xu scratched his head inexplicably: "They're all the same, use whichever one is convenient for you."
"Then you take it easy." Wu Yuan said.
Li Xu obeyed obediently and took the middle one.
Swipe is actually a manifestation of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. When the drawer is opened at a certain angle, the things closest to the two ends of the drawer are more troublesome to take, so most people will choose the few in the middle.
Wu Yuan frowned, he thought that Li Xu's actions could not explain anything, and he was still far away from that crucial information.
Annoyed, he took out all the curling irons.
When I picked it up, I found something strange - someone signed a name on the handle of a curling iron.
"Whose signature is this?" Wu Yuan asked.
Li Xu held it and looked at it, but couldn't see why, so he shook his head.
It is common for investigations to reach a dead end. Wu Yuan put the signed curling iron in his pocket and turned his gaze to the table in front of him.
——This is a table that anyone can touch.
In addition to Li Xu sitting here now, there are many other artists' belongings piled up on the table next to him, such as cosmetic bags, various combs, markers, folders and the like.
Wu Yuan opened the folder, and there was only an activity schedule inside, which was something that everyone who came to the party would have.
Li Xu was probably in a hurry to mend his clothes and didn't go into the details of Wu Yuan's strange behavior, but he didn't want to accompany him either, so he started to leave.
"Don't go." Wu Yuan held him back.
Li Xu said: "But we don't know each other, what are you going to do?"
Wu Yuan: "I can do something about your clothes, but you can't leave my sight."
Li Xu seemed even more puzzled.
As to whether Li Xu is the murderer, Wu Yuan has no idea for the time being.What can be done right now is to keep a close eye on Li Xu, and then observe Li Xu, to see if he can find any clues or flaws in him.
And this Li Xu seems to be very concerned about the torn clothes.
Wu Yuan had no choice but to take Li Xu to Wu Yuna first. If he couldn't borrow clothes, he could borrow a tailor's knife.
He thought helplessly, so it turned out that Li Xu really borrowed a tailor's knife last time around? !
The moment they stepped out of the public dressing room, Wu Yuan stopped in his tracks.
He looked up to the corner, where there was a red light just now - it was a camera, facing the place where Li Xu was sitting just now.
"What's wrong?" Li Xu followed his gaze.
Wu Yuan shook his head: "It's nothing. Let's go, mend your torn clothes first."