Chapter 243 Think About It Before Answering (8)

Without thinking, Cheng Weiwan spread out the crumpled clothes and dug out the hard objects.

It is a sharp, thin blade about five centimeters long.

The blade was covered in blood and the other side was glued to the clothing.

When she had just helped Ji Yi treat the wound, she was still wondering how she got the stab wound. It turned out that the "murder weapon" was here...

Cheng Weiwan's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. She stared at the blade for two seconds, then turned to look at Ji Yi's injured waist, and understood everything instantly.

She didn't mention it to Ji Yi, but walked directly to the door of the palace, and opened the door again that she had just closed because Ji Yi wanted to change clothes.

He Jichen, who was standing in front of the palace door, heard the sound of the door opening and thought it was Ji Yi coming out. He subconsciously turned around and saw it was Cheng Weiwan. He frowned slightly and was about to ask Cheng Weiwan, "Why didn't she come out?" " Before the words came to her lips, Cheng Weiwan handed the blade stuck to her clothes in front of He Jichen, and said directly: "This was found in her clothes."

He Jichen suddenly stopped when he reached his mouth.

He stared at the blade, frowning.

What Cheng Weiwan could understand at a glance, He Jichen could naturally do the same.

In just a moment, he came to his senses and knew that Ji Yi had been framed.

Suddenly, an obvious coldness emerged from He Jichen's eyes bit by bit.

After about half a minute, he spoke, and his tone was obviously much colder than before: "How is she?"

"Fortunately, the blade is small and it didn't hurt any vital parts. However, the wound is a bit deep and requires stitches. I still need to pay attention to it these days." Cheng Weiwan thought that the man in front of him must be very concerned about the girl inside. He obviously Anger was boiling over, but when he spoke, he was still thinking about her situation first.

He Jichen said nothing, and stretched out his hand, took the blade from Cheng Weiwan's fingertips, turned around and stepped on the steps, walking straight to the gathered staff, "Who is in charge of the crew's clothes?"

A group of people didn't know what happened, and were all startled by He Jichen's sudden question.

However, only ten seconds passed. Seeing that no one answered, He Jichen spoke again, his tone much more serious than before: "Didn't you hear me? Field affairs!"

As He Jichen finished speaking, a man immediately shouted at the top of his lungs: "Clothing assistant, wardrobe assistant!"

After a while, a girl about twenty years old was brought to He Jichen by the set staff: "Director Ji, that's her, she's in charge of the crew's clothes..."

He Jichen didn't wait for the manager to finish speaking, but suddenly spoke up, interrupted him rudely, and asked the girl he brought with him in a clear voice: "Are you responsible for all the clothes on the set? "

The girl stood aside quietly and whispered back: "Yes, Director Ji."

"Besides you, who else has touched this dress?" He Jichen raised Ji Yi's filming clothes slightly.

The girl stared at the clothes and shook her head: "There is no one except me."

"you sure?"

The girl lowered her eyes, paused for a short while, and then nodded gently.

Following her move, He Jichen suddenly raised his hand and threw the clothes on his fingertips in front of the girl.

The blood-stained blade landed impartially at the girl's feet, making a crisp "clang" sound.