"Have you met Uncle Ma today?" Ji Qinghuai walked to the desk, pulled a chair aside and sat down, and asked tentatively, "Do you have anything else to ask me?"
Ji Xianzhi asked Ji Qinghuai back, "If I were to ask, how would you answer?"
"Mr. Xie didn't kill people."
"Then what else do you want me to ask?" Ji Xianzhi glanced at Ji Qinghuai, "Do I have to follow others to question you?"
Originally, Ji Qinghuai only had a vague guess about this matter, but the few words just now made him confirm this guess, "Father, do you know something?"
Without waiting for Ji Xianzhi's rebuttal or justification, Ji Qinghuai continued: "I don't know who Mr. Xie is, but I know one thing, you have always been hard-spoken and soft-hearted; Uncle Ma haggarded a lot overnight because of his son's death, and personally I begged in front of you, you would definitely agree to help, now that I know about my reconciliation with Mr. Xie, and you have promised to help Uncle Ma, why don’t you ask me a word about it?”
Ji Xianzhi didn't answer Ji Qinghuai's question directly, but answered the wrong question: "Your thinking is very clear."
"That's right, I'm smart." Ji Qinghuai boasted, and then got back to the topic, "Father, you know who the real culprit is, right?"
"I don't know." Ji Xianzhi answered very simply.
"Then let me change the question. You must know this." Ji Qinghuai stared at Ji Xianzhi closely, not letting go of any expression on his face, "What is the relationship between Mr. Xie and the Shen family?"
Ji Xianzhi understands the reason why Ji Qinghuai asked this question, Xie Yan's pupil color is different from ordinary people, since Ji Qinghuai has reconciled with Xie Yan and became a lover, he must have seen it.
"As far as I know, red pupils are a unique feature of the Shen family, but..." Ji Qinghuai paused, "Isn't everyone in the Shen family already..."
"They are almost dead." Ji Xianzhi said the second half of the sentence that Ji Qinghuai hadn't said, and said with a sigh: "Now, there is only that one left."
The "that person" in Ji Xianzhi's mouth refers to Shen Xie, the famous God of War.
Ji Qinghuai did not doubt that there was him, but he was a little puzzled, "Then Mr. Xie..."
"It's a coincidence." Ji Xianzhi didn't want to get entangled in this topic, so he blocked Ji Qinghuai's words in a light tone, "With your current relationship with him, why don't you waste your time with me if you want to know anything? , if you have that spare time, you might as well use your brain to find clues."
"But… "
Before Ji Qinghuai could finish speaking, Ji Xianzhi interrupted him by raising his hand, "Go out."
Ji Qinghuai was a little unhappy that he didn't ask what he wanted to ask, but looking at his old father's face, Ji Qinghuai felt that if he continued to ask, he might be thrown out by Ji Xianzhi himself, so he could only shut up wisely.
Coming out of the study, Ji Qinghuai was a little absent-minded, and when he went downstairs, one of his feet was inattentive and almost fell. Qin Xiaorou arranged the flower arrangement that had just been completed, and when he heard footsteps, he turned around and asked Ji Qinghuai, "Qingqing, does it look good?"
Ji Qinghuai looked at the vase on the table and praised: "It's beautiful."
Qin Xiaorou herself was also very satisfied, she cleared the table and said to Ji Qinghuai and Qin Lang: "Since you're back, let's get busy after lunch."
The two brothers agreed in unison, and then Ji Qinghuai took out his mobile phone to send a message to Xie Yan, and when Xie Yan replied to Ji Qinghuai, Qin Lang's mobile phone vibrated.
Xie Yan: Thank you.
Qin Lang replied a message and looked up at Ji Qinghuai.
It is not a coincidence that Qin Lang and Ji Qinghuai will go home at the same time.
When Ji Qinghuai had just left Xie Yan's house, Qin Lang received the news of knowing Yan. Xie Yan was worried that Ji Qinghuai would go home alone, and it was not easy for him to follow, so he could only let Qin Lang come back, in case Ji Qinghuai suffered another Anyway, there is still someone who can help talk and get out of the siege.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm, and several people breathed a sigh of relief.
After lunch, Ji Qinghuai and Qin Lang left home and went back to the city. If the murderer of Ma Wenbin was not found out for a day, the matter would not go away. They had to find clues quickly.
Ji Qinghuai drove directly back to the Tixin Community, and went smoothly all the way, but just as the car was about to turn into the community, a figure suddenly came out from the side, Ji Qinghuai was startled, and slammed on the brakes, the car rushed Urgently stop.
In front of the car, the young man in a white shirt was also frightened, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.
Ji Qinghuai hurriedly unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car, asking, "Did you get hurt?"
"I... I'm fine." The young man shook his head, still in shock.
Ji Qinghuai was able to let go of what he had raised, and couldn't help but said: "You have to watch the road even if you are in a hurry, how scary it is to jump out suddenly, what if I really hit you today."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm so sorry."
The young man sat on the ground and kept apologizing in a timid voice. Seeing that his attitude was so good, Ji Qinghuai couldn't say anything more, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the young man up.
Ji Qinghuai was still a little worried, and asked again, "Are you really okay?"
"It's okay, it's really not hurt."
"Then get busy." Ji Qinghuai turned around to get back into the car, and said in his mouth: "Remember to watch the road more."
"En." The young man agreed, seeing that Ji Qinghuai was about to open the car door, he hesitated and said, "Wait a minute."
Ji Qinghuai turned around in puzzlement.
The young man walked over to Ji Qinghuai, opened his backpack and took out a bottle of juice, he handed the juice to Ji Qinghuai, "I've caused you trouble, I'm sending you a bottle of juice to express my apology."
"Thank you." Ji Qinghuai thanked him first, and then said: "I won't accept the juice, keep it for yourself."
The young man looked Ji Qinghuai's clothes up and down with his beautiful eyes, then looked at Ji Qinghuai's car, lowered his head and slowly withdrew his hand.
Ji Qinghuai understood. He didn't want the young man to think too much, so he said helplessly, "Give it to me."
The young man raised his head and handed the juice to Ji Qinghuai again.
Ji Qinghuai took it, unscrewed the bottle cap in front of the young man and took a big sip, "The juice is good, thanks."
As he spoke, he screwed the cap on and got into the car with the juice.
The young man stood aside and watched Ji Qinghuai's car enter the community. The cowardice in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a sly smile after his goal was achieved.
Ji Qinghuai didn't know about this, he parked the car in the garage, and when he got out of the car, his eyes fell on the bottle of juice that he had taken a sip of, and after thinking about it, he took it upstairs with him.
At that time, Xie Yan was talking on the phone with someone. When Ji Qinghuai got home, he put the bottle of juice on the table, sat on the sofa and played with his mobile phone quietly. A few minutes later, Xie Yan hung up the phone and walked over. juice.
Ji Qinghuai immediately explained: "I didn't buy it. Just now, someone was in a hurry at the gate of the community and didn't look at the road. I almost bumped into him. He gave the juice."
Ji Qinghuai likes to drink fruit juice, this is what Xie Yan has known since he knew Ji Qinghuai, but most of the products sold outside have seasoning and additives, Xie Yan thinks it is unhealthy, so he doesn't want Ji Qinghuai to buy it to drink, and it is winter now, this kind of cold Xie Yan didn't want Ji Qinghuai to drink more.
Xie Yan picked up the juice on the table and threw it into the trash can.
Ji Qinghuai watched silently. Although he felt that it was a waste, he didn't dare to say anything.
"The person who spoke to me just now was Zheng Lin." Xie Yan sat down beside Ji Qinghuai and said, "What is certain now is that those who witnessed Ma Wenbin's murder that night were telling the truth. The murderer they saw It was indeed me, and there was a senior who was present at the time, and even he thought that person was me."
Hearing this, Ji Qinghuai realized a problem, "Since there is an expert present and he didn't see any problems, does that mean..."
"It might not be an illusion." Xie Yan and Ji Qinghuai thought of something.
Ji Qinghuai pondered for a while, "A...someone who looks exactly like you?"
Ji Qinghuai thought for a moment, "I know!"
He made an expression of sudden realization, "You may have a twin brother who has been spying on you all the time. Seeing that you have such an excellent boyfriend as me, he is jealous, so he will make things to make things difficult for you."
Xie Yan: "..."
Xie Yan commented: "In the future, there will be less dog blood dramas."
When Ji Qinghuai heard this, he became anxious, "My dramas are so bloody, they are all carefully selected, okay?"
Xie Yan rubbed Ji Qinghuai's hair and smoothed it for him, "I have no brothers."
"Then how to explain this situation?" Ji Qinghuai was puzzled.
The murderer chooses someone with a family background, and uses the identity of Xie Yan. This is clearly for Xie Yan. What's the reason
"Since we came prepared, we must not let us guess easily."
"That's right." Ji Qinghuai said while thinking, "I just don't know what he wants to do, in case something else happens in the future, I have to find him as soon as possible."
Otherwise, it would be so frustrating to blame Xie Yan for anything else.
While the two were talking, someone knocked on the door of Xie Yan's house, and immediately heard a male voice shouting: "Hello, express delivery."
"Express delivery?" Ji Qinghuai didn't buy anything recently, and asked Jie Yan, "Your?"
Xie Yan shook his head.
"It's the wrong delivery." Ji Qinghuai said as he stood up to open the door, and saw a courier brother standing at the door, holding a courier wrapped in a small carton in his hand.
Seeing someone coming out, the courier brother routinely confirmed his identity, "Hello, is this Mr. Xie?"
The words of denial came to his lips, Ji Qinghuai changed his words and said, "Yes."
"Please sign for it." The younger brother handed the courier and the pen to Ji Qinghuai.
Ji Qinghuai took it and signed it, returned the pen, thanked him and closed the door.
Ji Qinghuai looked at the address and recipient on the courier slip, and walked slowly towards Xie Yan, "Yan Yan, this courier is indeed yours, did it come from a friend?"
Xie Yan felt a little strange. Few people knew his address, and there were only a few friends. If he wanted to send something to him, he should have greeted him in advance.
Ji Qinghuai shook the courier in his hand, "Do you want to take it apart and have a look?"
"Let me dismantle it." Xie Yan took the courier from Ji Qinghuai's hand, "It's better to be careful in the near future."
Xie Yan took out the scissors from the drawer, cut the adhesive tape on the courier, and took out the contents.
A small black box.
Xie Yan was vigilant, raised her hand and opened the box cover.
The expected danger did not happen, and there was only one thing lying quietly in the box.
A bloody tail.
The smell of blood penetrated Ji Qinghuai's nose silently, making him frown.
Xie Yan didn't notice the strangeness of the people around her, she stared at the slender tail in a daze, "This is..."
rat tail.
Xie Yan snapped the lid on and threw it back into the carton.
He had a guess in his mind, but he couldn't come to a conclusion yet.
Xie Yan put the scissors back to the original place, and when she looked up, she saw that Ji Qinghuai's expression was not quite right.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay..." Ji Qinghuai said, his voice trembling.
Xie Yan couldn't help frowning.
Seeing this, Ji Qinghuai suppressed the uncomfortable feeling in his body, and said haha: "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well, it's still early, I'll catch up on sleep."
Without waiting for Xie Yan to say anything, Ji Qinghuai ran back to the room.
Xie Yan didn't think much, and Ji Qinghuai went.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Jin Moran for the fleeting mines~