Chapter 195

"Let's talk." Wenshuning broke the deadlock first.

His eyes are clean and silent.

She got up and sat on the sofa opposite him: "I know you still hate me. It's normal for you to be unwilling. I can give you time. When the baby is born, let's live a good life."

This is the result of her thinking for a long time.

He doesn't love her, has no trust in each other, and even defends each other. It doesn't matter. She has children and has him. She always believes that as long as time is enough, he will always be her own.

Wenshuning glanced at the man who was stingy to give her a look on the opposite side, and the loss in his eyes flashed by: "it doesn't matter if we don't love me. We take what we need. You stay with me and the children, and I give you what you want."

Lin An's head didn't lift. He was silent for a long time.

"Well."

It's a statement.

Wenshuning's eyes brightened and reached out.

He stepped back immediately.

Her lips froze with laughter.

Lin Anzhi got up and took a suit jacket: "you stay at Wen's house and take good care of the baby. I'll go back to the company."

With a word left, he turned out of the room.

Wenshuning tightly clenched his hand, until the palm was numb, then slowly released, the turbulent mood in his eyes calmed down.

It doesn't matter, this life is still long, this man, sooner or later is her.

"Percussion - percussion - percussion."

There was a slow knock at the door.

Wenshuning is sitting. "Come in."

It's Wen Shihao. When he came in, he took the pill and asked, "Lin Anzhi doesn't stay?"

The unmarried couple are not even strangers.

"The company has something to deal with." Wenshuning obviously didn't want to talk more, "what's the matter with you?"

Wenshi did not hurry to go out. She brushed her skirt and sat down. One leg overlapped on the other leg and her hands on the skirt.

Her temperament is not the same as her mother's wenshuhua, but more like wenshuning, with strong strength in her bones.

"I just discussed with my grandfather. My aunt is not convenient for you. The doctor also said that I can't work too hard in the first three months. I'll follow up the SJ's project. If there's anything I don't understand, I'd like to ask my aunt for more advice." The tone of her account is not a tone of consultation.

Wenshuning is an old woman, not suitable for tiredness. Moreover, SJ's project has basically taken shape. Wenzhixiao means to let her authorize and stare at it. Moreover, Wen Zhixiao also intends to let her granddaughter into the company.

"You can enter the company, but," Wen shuning said in a calm voice, "I intend to give the project to Anzhi for follow-up. If you are interested, you can contact him directly."

Is this against her?

Besides Lin Anzhi, there's a Mo Bing in his hand. How could he be so happy.

Wenshi laughs: "do you believe him?"

No, but I don't believe you.

Wenshuning took it for granted: "all of them are one family, naturally one heart."

Wenshi is funny and speechless.

I didn't continue this topic any more. The pill on the table was cold. Wenshuling drank it slowly and said casually, "I have something to ask you."

"Little aunt, you said."

Wenshuning looked up at her and said, "did you know anything about the murder of the Wens?"

Wen Shihao is surprised and seems to be confused: "why do you say that?"

You come and I go, tempt each other.

The whole family, too, were wearing facial expressions.

"Shijin tied you up, didn't she?" Wenshuning asked a question. Although it was a question, his tone was firm. Looking at his niece, he looked at her a little bit. "Is it related to Jiang Jiusheng?"

This time, another one came in. That case was really a hot cake.

Wen Shihao lifted his hair and said innocently, "how can I know?" She twisted her eyebrows and looked sleepy. "Shijin is a madman, and I don't know where to offend him."

Jiang Jiusheng is her last trump card. How can we share it.

Wenshuning looked at it with eyes, and said nothing more.

Jiangbei, Qinshi hotel.

At six o'clock, the sun is falling in the west, and the afterglow is just the right color, which makes the sky outside the house red.

The two reception colleagues at the front desk of the hotel stand straight and look at the door from time to time. The boss is standing at the glass wall beside the door and making a phone call, and the staff are respectfully nodding.

"Liu Shao, the information of Zhao brothers has been sent to you." Qin Zhong said on the phone.

When Jin wearing Bluetooth headset, holding a tablet in her hand, slipped a few pages, skimmed through it, and asked, "where's Wenjia?"

I've been staring at Wen's recently.

Six little means that the Wens can't stay. They have too much malice and have endless troubles.

Qin Zhong has no details: "Wen Zhixiao was hospitalized after he came out of the detention center. Wen shuning raised a baby at home. She authorized Lin Anzhi to carry out the SJ's project, which was only watched in secret. In addition, wenshuning and Zhao Zhixian had contact a week ago. They should have noticed that we were looking up that year. "When Jin slightly ponders: "continues to stare."

"Yes."

When she hung up the phone, she looked down on the tablet with a concentrated look. The setting sun filtered a layer of mirror light through the glass, which was refracted into soft apricot yellow. Her fingertips occasionally slipped and the light and shadow jumped.

It's a pair of hands with long white and distinct bones.

"Always." Fu Dongqing came forward and shouted.

Shijin looked up and nodded, "Hello, Miss Fu."

Miss Fu.

Politeness and thoughtfulness, alienation and indifference.

Fu Dongqing smiled and said, "it's always polite. Just call me by name."

The mobile phone rings. It's a soft light rock.

When Jin saw a call, the corner of the eye slightly curved up, did not look up, said: "Miss Fu, please help yourself." Then turn around and put your phone in your ear, "Sheng Sheng."

His voice was low and light: "I'm at the door of the hotel. You don't need to come here. I'll find you."

Speaking like the wind.

Unlike just now, although with aristocratic demeanor, but always holding distance, far away, thousands of miles away. Fu Dongqing stood in place, the setting sun slightly dazzling, she squinted.

This man, give her feeling, like drugs, crime, addictive.

"Holly."

"Holly."

Agent Li Wei'an shouted twice, but Fu Dongqing didn't respond. She reached out and shook her eyes twice: "what are you looking at? So trance. "

Fu Dongqing takes back his eyes: "nothing."

Black Cayenne stopped at the roadside at the entrance of the hotel. When Jin approached, the window rolled down.

Today, Jiang Jiusheng is wearing a red checked coat, which is even more white. The whole person looks spiritual and good-looking, with light makeup, matte lips and light peach blossom eyes.

She doesn't like make-up at ordinary times. She has a cool temperament and a little makeup. She is gorgeous and bright.

When Jin slightly bent down: "how can not wait for me to pick you up?"

She took the mask off. "The shooting went well, it ended early."

When Jin body lean forward, pecked several times on her lips: "Sheng Sheng, you sit over, I will open."

She unbuckled her seat belt and sat in the copilot's seat. When Jin got on the bus, she first fastened her seat belt, walked around her waist, closed the window, and then kissed her.

There are not many people in the street. The couple in the car kissed for a long time.

Her lipstick was stained on Shijin's lips. Jiang Jiusheng wanted to wipe it for him. He stuck out his tongue and licked it naturally.

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

Everything Shijin does is pleasing to the eye.

It's really provocative.

Very ascetic.

She opened her eyes and said, "why do you drive this car recently?"

He put both hands on the steering wheel and drove slowly, explaining simply, "bulletproof."

No wonder there are two more cars at home.

After work, there was a bit of traffic jam. After four traffic lights, the car music was all her songs. She asked Shijin if she would be tired of listening.

Shijin asked her: Why are you tired of singing? He added with a smile, I love my house and my dog.

If it's not driving, she wants to rush to kiss Shijin.

There is a pedestrian street ahead. There is a lot of traffic. Jiang Jiusheng looks out the window and says, "stop at the dessert shop in front. Jinyu likes to eat their Matcha cake."

When Jin pulled over and locked the windows, "I'll buy it. You wait for me in the car."

The dessert shop has a good business. There are many people in line. Jiang Jiusheng has been waiting for more than ten minutes. When she is not seen, Jin comes out. The window is one-way visible. There are many cars outside.

There are many people on the street. Passers-by rush to work. The white haired old man is knocked down by passers-by running by. The old man's small three wheels are also overturned. The faucet of the small three wheels then knocks down a row of shared bicycles.

The passers-by just stopped to have a look, and then continued to rush on the road. Most of the time, there are too many porcelain bumps, so people don't like charity and kindness. The 70 year old man struggled to lift up his bike one by one, probably bumped into his leg, walked with a limp and a limp. There were so many people passing by, but no one came forward to help him.

Jiang Jiusheng untied his seat belt, got off the car and walked to the side of the road: "I'll come. You go there and have a rest."

The old man smiled at her, shook his head, and slowly bent over to help the car. There were many old age spots on the back of his hand, with slight hand tremor.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything. He went to help.

At last, the old man took a bottle of water from the tricycle, smiled and handed it to her: "thank you, little girl."

She answered, "you're welcome."

Just as I was about to return to the car, I drove a motorcycle face to face. Even in the sidewalk, the speed was still very fast. The wheels of the motorcycle were pressed to the manhole cover which was not laid flat. The wheels of the motorcycle skidded and lost their direction. They hit the ground in a zigzag way. The crowd quickly gave way. The wheels twisted to the right and just hit the old man's three wheels which had just been lifted up.The tricycle moved forward in inertia, and the handlebar hit Jiang Jiusheng's ankle horizontally. The friction and thrust were great. She almost fell down when her leg hurt.

The motorcycle was blocked by three wheels, so it stopped. The owner of the motorcycle was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was very simple and honest, and he was not tall. When he saw the man who hit him, he apologized immediately: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Is there anything wrong with you?"

Jiang Jiusheng frowned and shook his head: "it's OK."

The man touched his pocket and took out a business card: "my name is Zhao Zhixian. If you have something to do, you are not finished yet.".

"What did you do to her?"

His voice was cold and he could not bear his anger.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up and saw Shijin standing behind the man. Her eyes were very gloomy.

The man was suddenly frightened, shrunk his head and bowed his head: "I didn't mean it."

He shook his hand and dropped his business card.

Virtuous farmhouse, Zhao Zhixian.

When Jin stares at each other's eyes, the brow is pressing angry: "who sent you?"

Deep eyes, like ice in the bottom of the sea, make people shudder.

"I, I --"

men are stuttering and dare not look up.

When Jin's eyes are too fierce.

"Shijin." Jiang Jiusheng walked over and took his hand. "I'm ok, it's just a small accident."

At that time, Jin gathered her expression: "roll away."

If a man is pardoned, he pushes his motorcycle away quickly.

When Jin hands the bag to Jiang Jiusheng, empty hands, squats down, and rolls up the side of her pants, which is indeed blue and purple.

He looked up and frowned, "can you go?"

"Yes." She took two steps in place. "Nothing."

When Jin led her back to the car, there is a medicine box in the car, he turned his head and turned out two ointments: "extend your feet."

Jiang Jiusheng obediently put his legs on his knees, lowered his head and chased his eyes. In his pupils, was there any scattered dusk, cold and heavy: "why is it so big?"

When Jin with a cotton swab dipped in ointment, daub on her ankle, gently rub open.

"It's out of control," he said Looking up, the sharp in the eyes gradually softened, "Sheng Sheng, I am doing psychotherapy, but it doesn't seem to work. Once I meet you, I will still lose control."

She is just a knock and a touch. He can make a mess. Like a lunatic with a delusion of being killed, he always feels that people all over the world want to kill his Sheng Sheng.

Especially just that man, that face, he knows

He lowered his eyes, and the long silhouette under his eyelashes covered all the emotions under his eyes.

"It's OK," Jiang Jiusheng moved over a little and looked at him closely. "I will hold you when you lose control."

After wiping the medicine, Jin finished her trousers, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and held them on her waist: "just scared you?"

Just now she was really stunned.

She shook her head and said, "I'm worried about what happened to me someday. When you --"

Jin interrupted her: "don't make this assumption."

She didn't speak any more, but still couldn't help assuming that extreme things like Shijin, if out of control, she wasn't there, how far he would go.

To be worse, if something happened to her one day, how crazy would Jin be.

Think carefully and be afraid.

In the evening, Qin Zhong calls.

Shi Jin is on the balcony: "what's up?"

"Wen shuning went to see Zhao Zhixian, and," Qin Zhong said with some eagerness, "brother Zhao has what we want."

When Jin congealed the eyes, the black and white clear pupil appeared in the glass window, the eye color and the blood color blend, it is the cold with warm color, said: "send the address to me."

Qin Zhong understands.

Hung up the phone, Jiang Jiusheng came out of the bathroom, when Jin walked over, looked at her ankle, as if the area of cyan was larger.

He squatted down and gently pressed the edge of the swelling: "pain?"

"A little."

He picked her up and put her on the sofa. He turned to get the medicine box. Everything was ready at home. He applied several kinds of ointment, and then tied her ankles tightly with bandages.

Just a little blue and purple.

"It's great to find a doctor to be a boyfriend," Jiang Jiusheng said

When Jin eyebrows slightly Ji, this just shows light smile: "you say my name directly, I will be happier." His tone is serious, his eyes are still gentle, like admonition and coaxing, "Sheng Sheng, even if I am a doctor, you should not always be injured, you know?"

Is that injury?

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, very obedient.

When she promised, she was always very good. When she was in trouble, she was always unreserved!

When Jin can't bear to say more about her, she took her back to the room, put her on the bed, spread the quilt and covered her with: "Sheng Sheng, you go to bed first."Jiang Jiusheng held his neck and didn't give up: "how about you?"

When Jin was still wearing a shirt, a button was loosened at the collar, showing a little skin of her neck. When she spoke, her Adam's Apple moved gently, and he said, "I want to go out the door."

Jiang Jiusheng was a little surprised: "this point?"

It's over nine.

"Well, I'll be back later. Don't wait for me." When Jin said, rubbed her hair, eyes like moonlight gentle.

She was a little uneasy: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." When Jin didn't explain more, she was told, "don't turn the air conditioner too low. If you can't sleep, don't take sleeping pills. You can drink a glass of red wine to help you sleep. You can only drink one glass."

When Jin seldom let her alone at home in the evening, but before she left, she began to worry about her heart, and even nagged. "When I was a doctor, I was not a child," said Jiang Jiusheng

When Jin kissed her forehead and said good night.

She buttoned up his collar and told him to drive carefully.

When she closed the door, she went to the cloakroom and took her coat. She passed the living room and looked at the young man beside the dog's nest on the balcony. Playing mobile phones there was a program game created by her. She said that she could develop her right brain. In her arms, Jiang Bomei showed her head and stared at the mobile phone screen in the young man's hand. She looked up and saw Shi Jin. She immediately shrunk and put her head into the young man's clothes Inside.

Jiang Bomei's right brain has probably been developed.

Shijin asked, "don't you go back to sleep?"

Jiang Jinyu looked at the time and got up. Jiang Bomei hurriedly followed him and wanted to spend the night with his uncle.

When Jin yelled at him again: "can you stay for another two hours?"

Jiang Jinyu looks back, his brow is twisted and he is puzzled.

Jiang Bomei also turned around.

It's hard for Shijin to explain patiently: "I want to go out, you are here to guard your sister."

Jiang Jinyu didn't think, "OK."

He took his cell phone and went back to the kennel.

Jiang Bomei is so excited to keep up.

At 10:10 p.m., the Public Security Bureau received a report of the murder of a farmhouse in the suburb. The forensic and forensic departments went to the scene to collect evidence first, followed by the criminal investigation team.

The isolation belt has been pulled at the scene. Huo Yining shows his police card and enters the isolation area.

In addition to catering, there are also outdoor group buildings in this farmhouse. The place is very large. There are seven or eight small buildings in front of and behind. In the middle, the vegetable garden is separated from the fruit tree. The one with the largest inside area is the residence of the householder. Once entering the gate, the dead man lies at the door. There is a blood stall on the ground, without obvious signs of fighting.

Huo Yining put on gloves and shoe covers and walked in.

Xiaojiang, a colleague of the forensic department, said, "team Huo."

Huo Yining went to the body and squatted down to observe: "is the identity of the dead determined?"

Xiaojiang nodded: "the deceased Zhao Zhixian, is the owner of this farmhouse."

"What about the time of death?"

"According to the liver temperature, the death time of the dead was about half an hour ago, about 9:40 p.m."

It'll take 20 minutes for the police station to get here.

Huo Yining stared at the dagger on the belly of the dead man and pondered for a moment: "that is to say, the dead man received the alarm just after he died?"

"You can speculate."

Huo Yining got up and looked around. There were overturned chairs on the ground, half of oranges left on the tea table, and a cup of tea water. There were no shoe marks or mud on the ground. There were several pairs of neat slippers, two pairs of men's and two pairs of women's slippers on the stairway.

Huo Yining went to the stairway: "who reported the case?"

Xiaojiang replied, "it's Zhao Zhide, the brother of the dead, who is also the witness of this case."

"Their brothers live in this building?"

"Yes, they all live on the second floor."

"Who else?"

"And Zhao Zhide's wife and daughter in high school."

Sure enough, four people live together.

Huo Yining asked again, "is this the scene of the first crime?"

"This is the first scene, the weapon has been sent to the identification section for identification, and the results will be given as soon as tomorrow," said Xiaojiang, who showed him the electronic photos taken by Fazheng

Huo Yining looked at the past one by one, and the traces of his killing were obvious. The fatal wound was in the abdomen, with little blood flow and deep stabbing: "what about the suspect?"

Xiaojiang said, "it's in the police car."

Not only was the homicide obvious, but there was ample evidence, as well as witnesses, and even The suspects didn't escape. They said that the police arrived at the scene. The suspects were still sitting on the sofa, quietly looking at the dead on the ground. They were not calm enough.

It's weird. It's weird.

Huo Yining went straight to the police car, opened the door, looked up and was stunned.

When Jin sat in the back seat, calmly said: "can I make a phone call?"

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