Jane Jing had a terrible night.
She was clearly extremely tired, but just as she closed her eyes and felt drowsy, the sound of the fatal gunshot rang in her ears, startling her so much that she jumped out of bed.
I have a nervous breakdown.
No wonder so many people suffer from psychological trauma. Sometimes, the horror is not just about the few days they go through it, but the rest of their lives, which repeat over and over again without any peace.
On the second day, the eldest brother had dark circles under his eyes.
I had to use a super expensive eye mask to barely get it gone.
Going downstairs to have breakfast, Kang Mucheng was in much better shape than her, and looked almost calmer.
Jian Jing was surprised: "Did you sleep well last night?"
"That was my foresight." Si Yingjie said, "I gave him a glass of wine and he slept well."
"Why don't you give me a bottle?" Jian Jing thought he was not a man of honor.
"You fell asleep." Si Yingjie said, "I knocked on the door, but there was no sound and the lights were off."
She slumped down: "I just slept for a short while, then woke up and fell asleep again. My head hurts so much." Then she waved to the waiter, "Give me a super large serving of ice cream."
A five-star hotel, of course, also serves Italian handmade ice cream.
She ate a croissant, a ham pancake and a vanilla profiteroles, then devoured a large ice cream cone.
Si Yingjie was envious and jealous: "It's great to be light, I can eat and drink as much as I want without worrying about stomachache."
Jian Jing said nothing.
Kang Mucheng put down his phone and said, "Change your flight and return home."
Jian Jing: "Okay!"
There is no sense of security in a country that does not ban guns.
In the afternoon, check out and board the plane.
The security check on the plane was very strict. Jian Jing gradually felt at ease and asked the flight attendant for a glass of wine. After drinking it, she fell asleep.
"Wake up." After an unknown amount of time, someone called her.
Jian Jing struggled to open her eyelids: "Are we there yet?"
"You can't sleep for long at high altitudes." The person next to him said, "Let's chat for a while, Miss Jian."
Jian Jing suddenly woke up and looked at the passenger next to her in surprise.
Another unfamiliar face, with the appearance of an ordinary business CEO.
"Zongye?" she asked.
"Hello." He greeted with a smile, "It's a pleasure to work with you."
Jian Jing glanced at his face and her first reaction was: draw a card.
[Name: Knowledge Card: Alcohol (Elementary)]
[Content Description: Acquire basic knowledge related to wine]
[Note: How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang]
What the hell, an introductory course in winery
Again.
Draw a card!
[Name: Skill Card: Bomb Disposal (Basic)]
[Content description: Possessing the ability to dismantle □□]
[Note: There will always be eight eggs in life~~~ It is better to be prepared~~]
Although it is not what you want, it works.
Pull it again.
[Name: Knowledge Card·Perfume (Primary)]
[Content Description: Get entry-level perfume knowledge and be able to create entry-level perfumes]
[Note: The fragrance is faint and you can recognize people by smelling it~]
What scumbag skills, come again!
[Name: Knowledge Card·Flower Arrangement (Elementary)]
[Content Description: Get entry-level flower arrangement knowledge and understand the simple art of flower arrangement]
[Note: This is an art, no doubt]
Jian Jing: “…”
Why can't I pull out the disguise?
"Miss Jian, the way you look at me is a little strange." Zong Ye touched his face, "One moment you are surprised, the next moment you are disappointed. Do you really want to see through my true intentions?"
Jian Jing was rarely unlucky and was in a bad mood: "So what? Can you take it off and let me see it?"
Zongye held his head up and said with a smile: "What if this is what I really look like?"
"Then I'll settle the previous score with you." She threatened expressionlessly.
"Women have double standards." He smiled and didn't take it seriously. He turned to business. "Fortunately you left early, otherwise you would be in a lot of trouble."
Jian Jing thought of the woman in the jacket: "Who was that woman yesterday?"
"A thief," he said casually.
Jian Jing: “…”
What kind of thief is so awesome, like a secret agent.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Who are you then?"
"An unlucky office worker." He sighed, "I encountered robbers while on a business trip. I don't know if it was him or me who was unlucky."
Jian Jing said angrily: "I am unlucky."
I came to Paris for vacation and to buy clothes, but before I could buy the bag I saw yesterday, I encountered a group of murderous devils.
The spirit is devastated.
What a bad luck.
Zongye listened to her complaints patiently before he said, "You were the one who talked yesterday, weren't you?" She asked in a questioning tone, but said, "Who is the person next to you?"
Jian Jing was startled and asked, "Who?"
Zong Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You talk to distract his attention, and the other person is responsible for shooting. Don't rush to deny it, Miss Jian. There are only a handful of snipers in the dark who can kill with one shot. You have not received training, so you should not be able to do such a thing."
Ah... Jian Jing suddenly understood. No wonder the woman in the jacket was also a sniper yesterday. He knew she might have been involved, but he didn't think she fired the last few shots.
Yes, in the pitch black situation, the criminal was disguised, and he was able to be accurately identified. He shot someone in the head without hurting anyone else. He didn't look like a writer at all.
Good excuse.
Her mind raced, and she hesitated, "Why are you asking this?"
"Just ask around and get to know the situation." Zong Ye said, "It's not in vain to ask you. I can trade with you."
Jian Jing held her chin with one hand and said slowly, "It's a man wearing a knitted hat."
"Which country?"
“Asian.”
"Did I tell you my name?"
"rye."
"Rye whiskey?" Zongye frowned, half believing and half doubting, "Net name?"
Jian Jing spread her hands and put the blame on the virtual character without any pressure.
Zong Ye glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and vaguely saw the stunning and alluring beauty of Zong Xun in her features, but before anyone could take a closer look, the compelling beauty disappeared, hidden in her ordinary appearance.
"Thank you." He said politely, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
Jian Jing went straight to the point: "Where did you learn how to disguise yourself?"
Zongye paused and laughed: "Sorry, this cannot be spread outside."
Then what are you talking about? She turned her head and never looked at him again.
Zongye didn't fall for the girl's trick, but he had his own principles in life, and fair transactions was one of them.
If you receive a favor from someone, you should repay it.
"Miss Jane, don't you have any other way to use me?" he asked with a smile.
Jian Jing: "No."
Zongye: "I can recommend a doctor for you."
"I'm very satisfied with my face. There's no need for surgery." She looked away, "Otherwise, show me your true colors."
He said, "Then you can settle all the old grudges with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to get off the plane alive."
"Forget it then." Jian Jing glanced at the remaining courage value and felt a little distressed.
The mission was settled last night, and the system gave her 50 courage points and 10 special contribution points, but after the wave of plunder just now, there are not many left.
It must be stained with blood, my hands are a little numb, I won’t take advantage of it today.
See you next time.
Perfume, wine, and flower arrangement, three elegant art cards, were ruthlessly combined by her into an unlocking card, unlocking the flexibility of the top-level board.
Spend another 15 points to draw an advanced enhancement card, adding 1 point of flexibility.
So, her boss board became like this:
[Unlocked] Memory: 6 (The ability to remember, recognize, and reproduce things that have been experienced)
[Unlocked] Flexibility: 7 (Every part of your body is more flexible than an average person)
[Unlocked] Immunity: 7 (You are slightly more resistant to strange things)
[Unlocked] Adaptability: 6 (Tolerance to extreme environments)
[Unlocked] Reproduction: 6 (You know~)
The level of immunity cannot be seen under normal circumstances, but flexibility is different.
Jian Jing took a piece of tissue and folded a flower. She felt that her fingers seemed to be more obedient than before and were not as clumsy. She clearly wanted to fold it like that, but her fingers just wouldn't listen.
A folded paper flower looks 70% like a rose.
However, at this moment, a flower was handed over.
Paper roses.
The petals are clearly layered, about to bloom, and very charming.
She froze.
is a napkin, is a white flower, but her flower is dull and ordinary, while this one is vivid. The difference in their charm is probably the difference between Qianlong's paintings and Lang Shining's paintings.
"Why, are you going to use the alias Xiaonan today?" She folded her five fingers together, silently pinched the paper flower in the palm of her hand, and spoke unkindly.
Zongye shook his head and smiled, "It seems that I was being too attentive." He didn't want to be a nasty guy who pestered women, so he stood up and left. "Call me anytime you think you can."
After he said that, Jian Jing felt a little embarrassed.
One thing is one thing, the original grudge has been settled, and this time there is no reason to be angry. She was in a bad mood because she didn't pull out the disguise card, but to be frank, drawing cards next to someone with skills is cheating in itself.
"Forget it, don't take it to heart." The information was fabricated, and it would be a shame to take advantage of it.
Zongye raised his eyebrows: "I don't owe you a favor for nothing."
Jian Jing glanced at him and picked up the paper flower he had folded: "This is it."
"Miss Jian is so generous, it would be inappropriate for me to chase you for favors." Zong Ye thought for a while and smiled, "Let's be friends."
He stretched out his hand. There was almost no difference in the skin color between the back of his hand and his wrist. There were no calluses, no rings, and no birthmarks or scars.
It's mediocre and there's nothing memorable about it.
Obviously not a real hand.
Jian Jing didn't bother to argue with him about his sincerity and raised her hand reluctantly.
Zongye touched her fingertips and shook her hand politely.
Jian Jing defined it in her mind: shake hands and make peace.
But she was very curious about Zongye's abilities, so when she got off the plane, she paid special attention to him.
However, they clearly got off the plane together and walked through the aisle, but no one knew when - maybe Kang Mucheng was talking to her, or maybe he was picking up his luggage, in short, in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
The real-name suspect is a person related to the relevant department.
It is best to have as little dealings with such people as possible.
Jian Jing decisively gave up the investigation and prepared to go home to catch up on her sleep and adjust to the jet lag.
Kang Mucheng was worried about her living alone: "Would you like to come and stay for a few days?"
"I'm fine." Jian Jing repeated the same old words again, "But you'd better go talk to a psychiatrist."
The most terrifying thing about the mall hostage incident is the fear that one's life is threatened at all times. However, she is different from Kang Mucheng.
Of course she was afraid, but in the end she had taken the life of the criminal with her own hands and defeated him, so psychologically, the shadow of death did not exist for her.
It was something else that made her uncomfortable.
But Kang Mucheng... "It's okay with me." He answered her, "It's over."
Jian Jing frowned and looked at him seriously.
I hadn't noticed before, Kang Mucheng fell asleep drunk, his spirit was fine, but he seemed a little sensitive. If there was any big movement around him, he would quickly glance over there, and his muscles would tense up immediately.
"What's wrong?" He touched his face, feeling a little uneasy.
"I've changed my mind." Jian Jing smiled and took his arm, just like in the mall, "I'll stay with you for a few days."
He always cared about her and worried about her, however, he forgot that he also needed care and companionship.
"Brother Yingjie, are you coming with us?" she asked. "How about we go to Mr. Kang's house for dinner?"
Si Yingjie said sadly: "Oh, you remember me now? I thought no one remembered that I was back."
Jian Jing suppressed her laughter: "How could that be?"
Kang Mucheng also smiled and patted his shoulder: "Come together, what are we having for dinner?"
Si Yingjie was not polite at all: "Longjing shrimp, West Lake vinegar fish, crab stuffed with orange."
"Beer and fried chicken." Jian Jing is very pragmatic.
Kang Mucheng: “…” My appetite is pretty good.