Jian Jing waited until she got home, then typed the letter in her bedroom. There was wax on the seal of the envelope, and the mark was a smoky purple "z".
The color is very sexy, just like the person.
She opened the letter and found inside was a piece of very fine letter paper, written in fountain pen with elegant and graceful handwriting.
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Miss J:
I feel so sorry for the words I wrote.
There are numerous places named "Saint Angel" both at home and abroad, and there are also several that give out greeting cards. I dare not speculate on the purpose of the lady, but only tell you about the one that I think is the most peculiar.
There is a St. Angel College in Switzerland. It is called a "college" but is actually a hospital. It is famous for treating mental and psychological diseases. It is called this to protect the safety and privacy of patients. Therefore, it is avoided from the public eye as much as possible, so that outsiders have no way of knowing.
It is reported that when the patient is cured and discharged from the hospital, they will be given a greeting card to congratulate their graduation and the patient's exclusive medical record, which is the only one and will not be retained by the hospital.
I hope my answer can satisfy you.
Muneno
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Case
It turned out to be a case.
That’s right.
The cemetery for her parents was purchased in 2014, which means she lost her parents when she was 14 years old, and the property certificate for this house was issued in 2018.
According to Si Yingjie, she should have lived in Kang Mucheng's house at that time. In other words, she fell seriously ill once in the four years from 2014 to 2018.
Jian Jing took out the USB card reader from the drawer and plugged it into the computer.
Familiar account interface.
She didn't dare to input it before, fearing that it was something strange and that if she entered it wrong, it would cause an alarm or lock everything. But if it was just for the case to protect the patient's privacy, it shouldn't matter.
For account number, it should be name.
No, foreign countries should use this format.
password.
As for birthday, it seems too easy to guess. Maybe it’s the name of a favorite character, or a memorable motto or something? That would be “Go Pikachu” (?) and “There is only one truth” (?)…
She tried it with a frown on her face, and not surprisingly, everything was wrong.
Who was your favorite when you were fourteen or fifteen
Snow Rabbit? Yukimura? The fourth generation
How can it be repaired? There are so many walls that I can’t remember them all.
Maybe the password is birthday
She lost again, still wrong.
A new window pops up: [Wrong password input, content has been locked, please try again after 24 hours]
Jian Jing was very depressed. Why was there no option to retrieve the password
Otherwise, try asking Kang Mucheng.
He was the only one who could take her to the hospital, so maybe he would know. After all, forgetting the password was common, so he probably wouldn't be suspicious.
She picked up the phone hesitantly, organized her sentences several times, deleted them and retyped them, over and over again, and before she knew it, she had sent out the unfinished message.
[Mr. Kang, do you still remember]
Just as he was about to withdraw his fingers, they stopped.
After a while, he replied: [Yes, I will call you back later]
Well, I just came back from vacation, so I should have accumulated a lot of work. Jian Jing sighed silently and replied "OK", but she knew that there was no hope in two or three days.
Just click into the circle of friends.
Jiang Baiyan posted a short video of his exercise and said happily, "I finally gained back the weight." Zuo Xin groaned, "Why is there so much workload during the internship?" Liang Yi was full of energy and said, "The law is strict and there is no loophole."
Ji Yunyun’s is “Patient meal prepared for the sick brother”, with a picture of a bowl of porridge.
Jian Jing was startled and immediately made a phone call.
Ji Feng answered the phone lazily and without much enthusiasm: "Hello, Teacher Jian, are you back from vacation?"
"What happened to you?" she asked. "Are you in the hospital?"
He said, "Yeah, do you want to come see me?"
"Where?" she asked briefly.
"No. 1 Municipal Hospital, bring me some food." He said humbly, "A bun will do. I want to eat a meat bun."
Jian Jing hung up the phone and ran to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers.
Ji Feng was eagerly waiting, thinking that he would get hot and fragrant meat buns, but instead he got only tulips that looked good but were useless.
He was heartbroken: "I can't take you like this."
"I didn't promise you." Jian Jing was indifferent. She put the flowers into the vase she brought, watered them and put them away.
The lady in the next bed saw her and greeted her enthusiastically: "Xiao Ji, is this your girlfriend?"
"Ordinary friends." Ji Feng replied weakly.
The auntie was very familiar with me and immediately said, "You have to work hard. If you don't hurry up and grab such a beautiful girl, she will be snatched away by others."
Jian Jing: "...Puff."
"I'm busy with work, so I don't need a girlfriend." Ji Feng mumbled twice, climbed up and sat on the wheelchair, "Let's go out for a walk."
She didn't need to push it, it was self-reliant and the electric wheelchair "whoosh" away.
Jian Jing had no choice but to follow quickly.
Ji Feng walked into the garden as if he knew the way, found a secluded but spacious place, and got straight to the point: "I won't waste any more time talking nonsense with you. My wound hurts terribly. Let me put it this way, I got into trouble when I flipped over this time."
Jian Jing was startled: "What?"
"During the days when you were on vacation," Ji Feng emphasized the word "vacation" and gave him an envious look, "I was investigating a serial murder case. The criminal specifically targeted young women who lived alone. After killing them, he had sex with their corpses. His methods were extremely cruel and the circumstances were extremely bad."
He covered his ribs and frowned. "I won't tell you the process of the investigation, it's basically the same. At that time, my companion went to rescue the seriously injured woman, and I chased him alone. This man was a retired athlete with a strong physique. We fought for a while, and finally I arrested him.
"But just as I was about to handcuff him, a third person appeared and shot me. I had to dodge to the side in a hurry. Although I avoided the heart, the distance was too close and I was still shot. This is what you see now."
Jian Jing was horrified and confused: "You want me to help you investigate the case?"
"No." Ji Feng looked at her deeply and lowered his voice. "There is something I have been hiding from my colleagues. Listen carefully, the man who shot me said something to me at that time."
He imitated the other person's tone and said coldly: "You can't save my baby."
Baby? What a disgusting name. If you have sex with a corpse, you are a man, right? The first thing that flashed through Jian Jing's mind was to complain.
But she soon realized she had heard wrongly.
Can't save the baby.
In a flash, she would realize that the cold wind was like the devil's fingers, quietly brushing the back of her neck, and the hairs on her body stood on end. Fear spread from the depths of her heart, like an invasion of tide.
Ji Feng asked slowly: "Tell me, is he the one who followed you?"
"It's him." Jian Jing bit her teeth lightly and said with certainty, "He mistook you for... grass!"
No wonder the scarred man didn't react at all after Rose Gold was on the market for so long. It turned out that he was waiting here. He didn't move, not because he was afraid, but because he was looking for the true identity of the "killer".
She herself knew that the killer's emotional inspiration came from Xie Wei, but the inspiration for saving came from herself.
Xie Wei is dead, so she doesn't have to worry about her debts and doesn't care what the scarred man thinks.
But she never expected that the other party's reading comprehension was far off the topic and was aimed at the man next to her.
Are you kidding me
Don't know her at all.
Why Ji Feng? Because he is a policeman and naturally has the attitude of saving people
Wake up, please. One is a killer and the other is a policeman. They look totally different.
Ji Feng glanced at Jian Jing and saw her face turn pale and blue at times, which was very interesting. He couldn't help but ask, "Who did I think I was?"
Jane Jing told him the story of rose gold.
Ji Feng: "You are so brave, challenging him from a distance?"
"Liu Baofeng's death was a gift from him, and he was waiting for my reaction." Jian Jing said in a deep voice.
Ji Feng shook his head and said bluntly: "You should have discussed it with me in advance. This time I was caught off guard. Fortunately, I am lucky, otherwise you would have seen me in the obituary."
"I never thought it was you." Jian Jing was also very depressed, "A policeman and a killer look alike?"
Ji Feng made a bold guess and carefully verified: "Could it be that he thinks you like me?"
Jian Jing took a deep breath and for a moment she didn't know who to complain about.
Ji Feng was still immersed in his analysis: "Compared to that, you and Kang Mucheng are closer, right? Why doesn't he think it's him?"
Jian Jing didn't understand at first, but after a moment of calm, she understood: "You suspect Mr. Kang?"
"According to my analysis, the scarred man has a strong possessiveness towards you." Ji Feng talked about the case and always spoke his mind without considering personal feelings. He said seriously, "Kang Mucheng has a strong desire to protect you, and a person's body shape and appearance can be disguised."
Jian Jing flatly denied: "If it was Mr. Kang, he wouldn't have mistaken it for you. He knows who it is."
"Who is it?" he asked curiously.
Jian Jing said indifferently: "A dead person."
Monsoon: “…”
"He didn't choose Mr. Kang for two reasons." Jian Jing sorted out her thoughts and analyzed, "First, he didn't think Mr. Kang had the ability to save me. In other words, there was a time when he didn't stop something from happening."
Ji Feng nodded: "I think Kang Mucheng is hiding something from you."
Jian Jing nodded and said with concentration: "Second, he compared the two of you and thought that your identity and profession are more in line with the image of a savior."
"Or, both reasons are true." Ji Feng held his head up, and was actually eager to try. "If he fails to kill me once, he will most likely do it again."
He immediately made up his mind: "It's a pity that the murderer got away, but his identity has been found out and the police have issued a wanted order. Once we find him, we can follow the clues to find out the information of the scarred man - I don't believe that his appearance at that time was a coincidence. This is a trap."
He groaned again: "From this point of view, he has the ability to incite crime."
"No." Jian Jing interrupted his plan and said directly, "This guy is very dangerous. I can't let you take this risk."
Ji Feng waved his hand and said meaningfully: "I'm not doing this for you. To me, he is also a very valuable prey."
Jian Jing: "I have a better idea."
He raised his eyebrows.
She handed him her phone and showed him a new Weibo post.
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Simple v:
We have received many questions from readers about "Rose Gold" and would like to answer the questions that everyone is most concerned about.
Is there love between the killer and the girl
Unfortunately, I don't know either. The prototype of the killer comes from a deceased friend who never confided any word about "love", so there is no way to know.
The person is gone and the answer no longer matters.
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When posting this message, a long-lost melancholy flashed through Jian Jing's heart. The vague melancholy was like the fog on a rainy day, hazily coating the glass windows, and the world became illusory.
But soon, the scattered fog was blown away by the bloody wind and rain.
She couldn't help but wonder, what would he do when he saw it
the phone is ringing.
Jian Jing gestured to Ji Feng, walked away and answered: "Boss Kang, you react too quickly. You saw the Weibo I just posted?"
"I set up a special notification." Kang Mucheng was very puzzled, "Why did you send this?"
She was silent for a moment, and without further evasion, she said directly: "That person attacked my friend."
"Who?" He didn't respond for a moment.
Jian Jing said: "The man with the scar on the back of his hand."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.
"Boss Kang, were you the one who sent me to St. Angel?" she asked softly, "I don't remember, but it was you, wasn't it? What happened?"