Detective From the Future: Two hundred and seventy-two clues

Ma Pengkun frowned slightly.

Mu Xinran put on a mask and sunglasses.

"Come in." Ma Pengkun said.

"Crack..." With a sound of the door, Zhen Yuwei's assistant Liu Tong walked in.

"Mr. Ma, Xiaowei, I was guarding outside just now, and I got a piece of news."

"What news?" Zhen Yuwei asked.

Liu Tong didn't say immediately, just glanced aside Mu Xinran.

"Liu Tong, just tell me if you have something, but sister is not an outsider." Zhen Yuwei said.

"Look at it yourself." Liu Tong handed the phone to Zhen Yuwei.

"God is mysterious." Zhen Yuwei muttered, took a look at the phone, and frowned involuntarily.

"What's wrong?" Ma Pengkun asked.

Zhen Yuwei passed the phone over.

Ma Pengkun took a look, his forehead wrinkled into a mountain character, and shouted: "What am I talking about, don't let you call the police, if you don't listen, take a look yourself."

Mu Xinran felt that it might have something to do with her, so she hurriedly took it over and looked at it, but she was shocked.

The headline of the news reads two lines of big characters: "Mu Xinran is on vacation on Qindao, secretly meeting small fresh meat after 00."

Fortunately, there is only news, without pictures and detailed time. It can also be viewed as a gossip.

Of course, once the surveillance screenshots are sent out again, the gossip will become a reality.

This is also a tactic used by the paparazzi to release the news little by little to maximize the benefits.

"What am I talking about? The smelly police must have leaked the news. They are simply unreliable. You have to call the police. It's all right now." Ma Pengkun complained.

"You are now after the fight, what did you do earlier?" Mu Xinran shouted.

"What's the use of you yelling with me, you were soft with me and signed the renewal contract, can this happen?" Ma Pengkun snorted.

"What do you mean? Could it be that you let someone sneak a photo of me?" Mu Xinran asked with a cold face.

"Where did you want to go, I mean, with my experience and energy, I can definitely help you settle this matter. The entertainment industry, there are entertainment solutions, the police are just a group of stunned youths, they understand Is it the rules of the entertainment industry? It's simply playing the piano indiscriminately." Ma Pengkun looked like he hated iron but not steel.

Mu Xinran saw this news already enough, and when she heard Ma Pengkun's words, she trembled with anger.

With a "bang!" The door of the meeting room opened directly.

Ma Pengkun stared and shouted: "Who told you to open the door? Do you understand the rules!"

The voice fell, and four men and one woman walked into the conference room. The headed man was tall and heroic, and it was Han Bin, the leader of the third team of the Yuhua branch's criminal investigation team.

Han Bin smiled and didn't smile: "Which rules, the rules of the entertainment industry, or the rules of Qindao City?"

"What do you do?" Ma Pengkun said displeased.

"We are a group of stunned young people who want to learn the rules of the entertainment circle from Mr. Ma and have a long experience." Li Hui joked.

"I don't care who you are, let me go out immediately, or I will call the security guard." Ma Pengkun scolded.

"What's the name of a security guard? It's enough." Li Hui smiled and showed the police officer ID.

"You are the police!" Ma Pengkun took a step back, showing a solemn expression.

"Mr. Ma, I would like to ask you to assist in the investigation of a case. Come with us."

"Misunderstanding, comrade police, is there any misunderstanding?" Ma Pengkun hurriedly put on a smiling face.

"Misunderstanding, tell me, what's the misunderstanding?" Han Bin asked back.

"What I said just now was irritating, not deliberately saying bad things about the police. I'm just a cheap mouth, nothing else." Ma Pengkun said.

"I see a lot of people with low-mouthed mouths, so I'm not so stingy." Han Bin showed out the custodial summons again: "Mr. Ma, we really have a case and would like you to assist in the investigation."

"This police officer, what do you call it?"

"My last name is Han."

"Police Officer Han, what case do you want me to investigate? Was it the case where Mu Xinran was secretly photographed?" Ma Pengkun asked.

"Where do you live?" Han Bin asked not to answer.

"It's in this hotel."

"Room number."

"Why are you asking about this?" Ma Pengkun was a little uncomfortable.

"If you ask you anything, just say what? Do you understand?" Li Hui said.

"Room 808."

Han Bin took out another certificate: "Okay, this is a search warrant."

"Sergeant Han, what the **** is going on, why are you searching my room, I haven't secretly photographed Mu Xinran, it really has nothing to do with me." Ma Pengkun shouted.

Han Bin gave the search warrant to Li Hui: "You take someone to search."

"Yes." Although Li Hui is usually cheap, he is unambiguous in matters.

"Police officer Han, misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding. Please don't search my room first. Let's talk carefully if you have something to say, OK." Ma Pengkun was anxious.

"Yes, aren't your police serving the people? How can you be unreasonable." Zhen Yuwei on the side was a little blind.

Han Bin glanced at her: "Who are you?"

"Who am I? Don't you usually watch TV?" Zhen Yuwei said with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother Bin, this is Zhen Yuwei, the one in the spy war drama. She didn't make much makeup today." Zhao Ming reminded.

The corners of Zhen Yuwei's mouth rose slightly when she heard the first half of the sentence, but her entire face collapsed after hearing the second half of the sentence.

"Hey, what do you mean, do you know how to speak." Zhen Yuwei shouted.

"Yuwei, don't make trouble. Learn from your sister Ran, calm and calm. You just stay at this point. How will you face the difficulties of the media in the future." Ma Pengkun said.

"Mr. Ma, I'm not speaking for you." Zhen Yuwei pouted, showing aggrieved expression.

"It's okay, I am not afraid of the shadow leaning."

"If this is the case, let's go with us. We will check the situation, so we may return you innocence." Han Bin waved his hand and motioned to Zhao Ming to take the person.

"Wait, I can walk by myself, I don't need you to hold it." Ma Pengkun waved his hand and pushed Zhao Ming away.

As the general manager of an entertainment company, he doesn't want to get involved with the police. He puts on a hat, mask, and sunglasses to wrap himself tightly.

Mu Xinran pulled Han Bin aside: "Police Officer Han, why did you arrest Ma Pengkun? Is he really the instigator behind the secret filming case?"

"What do you think?" Han Bin asked back.

Han Bin always felt that Mu Xinran deliberately concealed the case.

"I don't know." Mu Xinran sighed.

"You also go to the police station, and I will make a supplementary note for you." Han Bin said.

"Are there new developments in the case?"

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~Han Bin nodded.

"Be late, I can't go to the police station now. An accident happened just now and I must deal with it immediately." Mu Xinran showed anxious expression.

"What's the accident?"

"Watch for yourself." Mu Xinran handed the phone to Han Bin.

Han Bin took a look and saw the eye-catching news: "Mu Xinran is on vacation on Qindao, and will meet with a small fresh meat after 00."

"When did it happen?"

"I just found out, it should be this morning's news." Mu Xinran bit her lip: "I must deal with it immediately, or my star journey will be ruined."

Jiang Erkang was arrested, and Guo Jiahui was dead.

Han Bin guessed that this was probably the man behind the secret filming case.