Early in the morning, Hanta Temple.
The day was just breaking, and the sky was light blue. A faint mist envelops the Hanta Temple, and the wind blows over, making the chill more pressing.
It was early, and there were no pilgrims in the Hanta Temple. It's very quiet around, and a small sound will appear extraordinarily clear.
Someone slowly walked over, and on the quiet path, the figure gradually became clear in the fog.
The man stopped, raised his hand, and knocked on the door of Hanta Temple.
The silence was broken by the knock on the door, and the little monk walked over and opened the door.
The light poured in, reflecting the face of the man at the door.
The little monk recognized him as Ji Yanru.
Ji Yanru is a professor at Nanyang University. He is proficient in Buddhism and often comes to discuss Buddhism with Master Jingyun.
Ji Yanru has classes in the morning, so he often comes in the early morning hours.
He is wearing a straight suit, the suit is gray, the texture is high-quality, the whole person looks very elegant, and the bearing is very good.
But no one knows whether the heart under this humble and gentle appearance is really the same on the outside.
The little monk said, "Professor Ji."
Ji Yanru nodded.
Ji Yanru came early, and there seemed to be a trace of mist on his body.
The door closed, and the little monk led him in.
When he came to Jingyun's room, the little monk called out, "Master Jingyun, Professor Ji is here."
Jing Yun's gaze was stagnant, his expression was still calm, but there seemed to be something hidden under the calm appearance.
Immediately, Jing Yun cleared up his emotions and said, "Come in."
Ji Yanru walked in: "Master."
The room was burning incense, filled with a very light fragrance, calming the heart.
Jing Yun sat there, wearing a plain robe, with a calm temperament.
After the little monk left, the door closed and the atmosphere changed instantly.
Jingyun's face sank: "What can you do with me?"
It's completely different from just now.
Jingyun didn't care about showing his true face in front of Ji Yanru.
Ji Yanru: "Nothing, just let you kill someone."
His tone has not changed, killing people seems to be an extremely common thing to him.
Jing Yun didn't agree and was silent.
There was silence in the room, filled with a suffocating silence.
The air became a little tense.
Ji Yanru sneered: "Don't do it?"
The abbot of Jingyunhan Pagoda Temple has been standing for a long time, and he really regards himself as a master who has devoted himself to cultivating Buddha, which is really ridiculous.
Others don't know the face of Jingyun, but he knows how false the title of Master Jingyun is.
Jing Yun: "I don't want to kill for you again."
Previously, he did help Ji Yanru do some things. However, after Mo Qinghan became his master, he naturally did not want to work for others.
Ji Yanru said indifferently: "Have you forgotten how Hanta Temple established a foothold in Shanghai?"
He has helped Jingyun a lot, and the two of them conspired to do a lot of ugly things a long time ago.
Jingyun had to do this today.
Jingyun's expression was calm: "I haven't forgotten."
At that time, Jing Yun had just left Hanyang Prison and came to Shanghai at the request of Mo Qinghan.
He lurked as the abbot of Hanta Temple.
However, Jingyun was born unfamiliar, and Hanta Temple was established thanks to Ji Yanru's help.
The reputation of Hanta Temple is getting louder and louder, and it is inseparable from Ji's care.
Ji Yanru: "If it weren't for Nanyang University's support, Hanta Temple would never have today."
When he supported Hanta Temple, he wanted to do something in the name of Hanta Temple.
Jingyun's eyes darkened: "I know."
Ji Yanru is aggressive: "Do you want to do this or not?"
He was sure that Jingyun didn't dare to resist.
Jing Yun let go: "Who are you going to kill
Ji Yanru is very scheming, if he doesn't help him, he will definitely reveal his identity.
Ji Yanru said one word: "Shunnan goods number, He Zhao."
Speaking of the He family, Ji Yanru clenched his hand for a few minutes, and his face also showed a fierce streak.
He Zhao is He Xun's second uncle and one of the important persons in charge of the Shunnan goods number. If something happens to him, the Shunnan item number will definitely be in chaos.
Jing Yun: "Since you asked me to kill the He family, you have to give me a reason."
Ji Yanru: "I want to make the Shunnan goods number fall."
As well as the He family, the family broke down and the people died.
The heavy air fell, suppressing the entire room, making it hard to breathe.
The entanglement between Ji Yanru and the He family is extremely deep, and he will not let the He family go.
That year, the disappearance of He Xun was exactly what Ji Yanru did. Ji Yanru was only responsible for abducting He Xun, but he did not know where He Xun would go in the future.
But he did not expect that He Xun would return to Shanghai safely a few years ago.
The He family protected He Xun very well, and now he will soon take over the Shunnan goods number, and Ji Yanru can't do anything against him either.
However, Ji Yanru will destroy the He family step by step and kill He Zhao. This is only the first step.
Jing Yun: "Really?"
Jing Yun vaguely knew that Ji Yanru was hostile to the He family.
However, Jingyun didn't ask much.
Ji Yanru: "This matter must be hidden and cannot be discovered by others."
Before Jing Yun came to Shanghai, he was a murderous man, black trading, killer trading, all evil.
This matter is left to him to do, but I feel most relieved.
Jing Yun: "I see."
Jingyun pondered for a while, then said, "I can use poison."
"Chronic poison is not easy for people to detect, and it can take a person's life silently."
The He family is very powerful, and if a killer is sent to kill He Zhao, it is easy to reveal the traces.
Let He Zhao be chronically poisoned, even if he finds something wrong, it will be too late.
Ji Yanru smiled.
It was really the best choice for He Zhao to be poisoned and tortured to death bit by bit.
The room was still filled with fragrance, the Buddha's incense curled up, and the air was extremely quiet.
Ji Yanru glanced at Jingyun.
Jing Yun came to Shanghai and became the abbot of Hanta Temple. Ji Yanru believes that Jingyun must have a special intention.
However, as long as what Jing Yun does does not involve him, he will not restrict Jing Yun everywhere.
Ji Yanru said: "Jingyun, those who know the current affairs are outstanding, we all get what we need."
As long as Jingyun is acquainted, he will not reveal the true face of Jingyun.
Today, the cooperation is complete, and Jing Yun continues to be his Hanta Temple master, while he is still a respected professor at Nanyang University.
They are hidden behind the scenes and can achieve their own goals. Why not do it
Jing Yun did not speak.
The room was extremely silent.
Ji Yanru stood up, the door was closed, and Ji Yanru went out.
His appearance is still elegant, and he is still the very educated and humble Professor Ji among the neighbors.
The sky was getting brighter, and the sun was shining down, but the light was cold, hiding a bleak breath.
Ji Yanru walked into the light and shadow, and gradually disappeared.
The car started and drove away from Hanta Temple.
…
The sky was getting brighter, the clear mist filled up, the mist floated up and down, and Beiping seemed to sink in this tranquility.
Today, Ye Chu and Lu Huai are going back to Shanghai. Ye Chu got up very early and simply tidied up.
Last night, she and Lu Huai had dinner at the Six Nations Hotel. Some accidents happened and the dinner could not be carried out.
Lu Huai's people said that something happened in Shanghai and they must rush back immediately.
Ye Chu was about to get up and leave when a knock on the door sounded.
Lu Huai's low voice came from outside the door: "Ye Chu, it's me."
Ye Chu stopped, opened the door, and looked at Lu Huai.
Lu Huai glanced in the room, he walked in and picked up Ye Chu's luggage: "Let's go."
Ye Chu said.
The door closed and the two walked out.
As soon as I walked out the door, the slightly cool air came up. The air was extremely clean, and there was a cool touch on his face.
The black car started and drove towards the train station. In the cold fog, it gradually became far away.
In the early morning, there were no people at the railway station, and the surroundings were silent. The fog still hasn't cleared, and it's a little indistinguishable around.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu walked to the platform.
They stood there in silence, neither of them spoke.
The cold light fell, and the backs of the two looked extremely silent. They have their own thoughts, and the air is a little dull.
Who was that voice last night
Is there a reason for the multiple poisoning incidents in Shanghai
Who controls all this behind...
At this time, the long whistle sounded and the train came into the station.
The rumbling broke the silence, Lu Huai and Ye Chu looked up, and the train stopped.
They put away their minds and got on the train.
The train drove toward the unknown danger in Shanghai.
…
They booked two single-room sleeper cars.
Ye Chu sat in his car, looked out the window, thoughtful.
After leaving Peiping, a patter of rain began to fall outside the window.
The car windows were filled with mist. Since the rebirth, many things have happened ahead of schedule, and there have been many accidents that are unpredictable.
Some chronically poisoned patients appeared in Shanghai hospitals, and she tried to find similar things in her brain.
Ye Chu frowned.
I vaguely felt that she had forgotten something.
tomorrow…
What day is tomorrow
At noon, the door of the carriage was knocked, and Ye Chu opened the door.
As if guessing that she didn't want to eat, Lu Huai brought lunch. He closed the door and scanned her slightly sad face.
Lu Huai guessed: "Are you thinking about Shanghai?"
Ye Chu did not deny it.
Lu Huai asked: "Has the incident of Shanghai residents being poisoned in a previous life?"
Ye Chu told him: "There was a similar incident in the previous life, but it happened many years later."
At that time, Lu Huai and Ye Chu had been married for one year.
"At that time, a businessman was poisoned because it was a chronic poison. For too long, the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and cannot be treated."
"The range of suspects is too wide, and the patrol room cannot determine the target."
"In the end, the case was settled hastily and nothing was done."
In the previous life, Ye Chu only saw this in the newspaper, but she couldn't remember the name of the businessman.
Shanghai's drunken and gold fans, even the well-known wealthy businessmen, are very numerous.
Shunnan goods number, Jintai Yinlou, Baoshun Foreign Trade Co., Ltd.... If you look at the more prestigious firms in Shanghai, you can't find the answer.
Ye Chu only knew that the few poisoning incidents Qin Xiao discovered a few days ago did not occur in the previous life.
But the two things must be related.
It was raining lightly outside the window, and the dampness and coldness seemed to be felt in the carriage.
Seeing Ye Chu's dignified expression, Lu Huai subconsciously stretched out his hand and dropped his fingers on her forehead.
Ye Chu was slightly startled.
His fingers stroked her brows, his fingertips warm.
With Lu Huai's comfort, Ye Chu's mood gradually calmed down.
Lu Huai's other hand lightly covered Ye Chu's hand, and he closed his fingers and held it. Her palms were cold, and he couldn't help holding on tightly.
Lu Huai said, "Don't worry."
Ye Chu felt that Lu Huai's temperature had reached her palm, and he was extremely relieved.
Lu Huai: "This incident has happened ahead of time."
"After returning to Shanghai, I will let people keep an eye on those wealthy businessmen, and don't give others the opportunity to take advantage of it."
As the train moved forward, the setting sun slowly set, and Lu Huai stayed in Ye Chu's carriage all afternoon.
At night, Lu Huai still did not leave.
The scenery outside the window passed Ye Chu's eyes, and she was silent and stared blankly.
Quiet lakes and silent mountains are the color of frosty white in winter.
Somehow, on this journey from Peking back to Shanghai, it has been raining all the time.
The rain is getting heavier, when the heavy rain drops violently on the car window...
Ye Chu's heart twitched.
She remembered that tomorrow is a very important day.
Ye Chuhu turned his head to look at Lu Huai, but just hit his sight. He seemed to have been looking at her all afternoon.
They met each other.
Lu Huai called out: "Ye Chu."
Ye Chu looked at his dark eyes, she had something in her heart, and she didn't know where to start.
But she knew that he was Lu Huai, and as long as she spoke, he would listen.
He used to be her best confidant partner, and he is now.
Ye Chu said, "Lu Huai, do you know that I have a sister?"
Lu Huai was startled for a second, then nodded.
Ye Chu recounted what she had heard from her mother, her eyes drifting away, as if she had fallen into a distant memory.
Ye Chu's sister was named Ye Si, who was born in the same year and the same day as Ye Yixiu.
At that time, Su Lan and Wan Yihui gave birth at the American Missionary Hospital at the same time. The two children were born at a similar time and cannot be distinguished.
They are the same age, one is Miss Ye Family and the other is Master Ye.
Ye Chu paused: "She disappeared in the winter thirteen years ago."
Lu Huai stretched out his hand, put his arm around Ye Chu's shoulder, and hugged her into his arms.
They were leaning on the bed in the carriage, and she continued to speak, her voice soft and soft, coming from his body.
Ye Chu was only four years old. She remembered that the Ye family was in chaos. She waited at home but never waited until her sister came back.
Strangely, those details are not vague to her.
Ye Chu said: "One week later, the body was found in the patrol room."
"The girl's face is already indistinguishable."
"But the clothes she wore were exactly the same as when her sister left home."
Lu Huai held Ye Chu's shoulders, and a fragrance came from her hair, and he tightened his hands.
She leaned against him, and Lu Huai stroked her back lightly.
Ye Chu's voice grew deeper and deeper: "Tomorrow is my sister's memorial day."
Ye Chu's head was buried in Lu Huai's chest, and his voice sounded more distant.
With a faint whimper, she was buried there, as if she didn't want him to find out.
Lu Huai didn't try to tear it apart, but just reached out and rubbed her head, his fingers passed through her long hair and moved down.
The train drove into a dark tunnel, and there were no lights in the carriage.
In the dark, he tightened her body.
Lu Huai thought of another thing.
He Xun disappeared that year, and the He family looked around to no avail. The French Concession has been patrolling houses for a long time, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and I don't want to continue.
A few years ago, He Xun actually returned to He's home.
After He Xun came back, Jiang Xun's personality was added. They all know that during He Xun's disappearance, he worked as a killer in the dark pavilion.
An extremely terrible thing must have happened that year, and Jiang Xun and He Xun would exist in one person's body at the same time.
And Ye Si's death is also suspicious. Since her face is unclear, that person may not be her...
"Do you remember the disappearance of He Xun?"
After a few minutes, Ye Chu did not respond for a long time.
The train left the tunnel, and the light shattered through the window.
The silent light fell on them, and Lu Huai could be seen holding her arms around her.
Lu Huai spoke softly, calling out, "Ye Chu?"
Ye Chu did not answer.
Lu Huai relaxed his hand, her body slid down, and he quickly tightened his hand to catch her.
Ye Chu's body was slightly ups and downs, breathing, she seemed extremely tired.
He fell in his arms and fell asleep.
In the subtle light of the night, Lu Huai saw her quiet and soft face, his eyes closed tightly.
He shook his head.
She was in front of him.
Always so defenseless.
Not afraid of him taking advantage of others.
Lu Huai lowered his head and saw that her forehead was fair and clean.
Xu's frown was already relieved because of his presence.
Lu Huai kissed lightly.
The road ahead is at a loss, and the night back to Shanghai is so long.
She is there.
It doesn't seem to be that difficult anymore.