After arriving in Japan, Jian Jing felt half relaxed.
Japanese beauty stores have a wide range of products. She browsed and bought things at the same time. She put on Japanese-style makeup at the counter and changed her clothes to completely distinguish her image from the one she wore when she landed.
In this way, even if Park Min-cheol has a problem, she won’t be found for a while.
Then he bought a cell phone and an anonymous phone card, and then called Kang Mucheng.
He skipped steps and went straight to the point: "Where is it?"
Jian Jing: "Where are you?"
Kang Mucheng: "Fukuoka."
"which hotel?"
He reported the address, and finally couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's fine." Jian Jing tried to reassure him, "I'll contact you once I'm sure it's safe, and you can help me book a ticket."
Kang Mucheng said, "No, you can leave anytime. I borrowed Yingjie's plane."
The Kang family's mother and son are both pragmatic people. They are not very interested in big toys like private jets and luxury yachts. On the contrary, Si Yingjie has everything, including planes, helicopters, and yachts.
This is a pleasant surprise. As long as you apply for the route and complete the entry and exit procedures, you can take off on a private jet.
Before setting sail, Jian Jing was not sure whether the cruise ship could dock. With the mentality that she might need to go ashore to buy something, she applied for a visa to Japan and South Korea in advance.
Now that's a big help.
"I'll contact you as soon as possible." She hung up the phone.
There is only one reason not to contact Kang Mucheng rashly - to avoid bringing him danger.
How powerful is the 3Q Group? Are there only believers in South Korea and the United States? Are there any in Japan? Qi Tian's ability is strange and unpredictable. Is there such a weird guy in the spirit seance
It's better to be careful.
Jian Jing carefully found the hotel where Kang Mucheng was staying and observed for a few days. She didn't see any suspicious people coming in or out, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Park Min-chul did not betray her, otherwise the people from 3Q Group would definitely not miss Kangmu City if they knew she was in Fukuoka.
Jian Jing made a phone call: "See you at the airport tomorrow morning."
She spent this night in the Internet cafe.
Eating snacks, reading comics, playing games, time flies.
The next morning, I took a good bath in the bathroom. There were facial steamers, hair dryers, and makeup mirrors. It was indeed an Internet cafe where people could stay permanently. The facilities were not much worse than those of a hotel.
Return to your original appearance, put on a scarf and mask, and take the subway to the airport.
arrive successfully.
She found Kang Mucheng in the VIP room, and he immediately took her to go through the entry and exit procedures.
I don’t know if it’s from Japan? The fax machine is slow, or is it from a séance? My arms aren’t that long, so the moving process was uneventful except that it was a little tedious.
A quarter of an hour later, the plane took off.
Jian Jing finally relaxed completely and lay down on the spacious sofa, not wanting to get up.
Kang Mucheng asked: "What happened?"
"I met a bunch of psychopaths." She was extremely depressed, but when she thought of Qi Tian being completely killed, she couldn't help but feel happy. "But I solved a big problem, so it's not a loss."
If Qi Tian didn't show up on his own, it would have been difficult to find him. But he killed himself, and everyone was happy.
Jian Jing asked him: "Are they still going to give me the one million?"
"I'll contact you when I get back." Kang Mucheng was concerned. "There are all kinds of rumors on the Internet now. Are you really involved in some conspiracy?"
"What's the internet saying?" She was surprised. "Let me see it quickly."
She snatched Kang Mucheng's phone and swiped it for a long time, finally catching up on the latest news.
No wonder 3Q Group’s tracking is not strong enough. The emotional water is muddy and they dare not act rashly, for fear that the other party will reveal more explosive information.
After checking out the latest hot spots with great interest, the plane landed on the runway in Heping City.
Returning to the familiar city, a sense of security arises naturally.
Although Heping City is not peaceful, with murders happening every now and then, and it can be called the Chinese Gotham or the parallel popcorn, but if you live there for a long time, you will always develop a hometown-like attachment to it.
Home is here. What’s important is that people are here. It may not be my hometown, but it can be considered my hometown.
Jian Jing sighed and went online to post on Weibo.
"Quick, take a photo for me at the airport." She instructed Kang Mucheng.
10 minutes later.
"Forget it, I'll just take a selfie."
Anyway, I'm back.
First, call Jiang Baiyan and tell him, "It's time to stop. It will be troublesome if we get noticed."
Jiang Baiyan's voice was sweet: "You're back~~Would you like to have dinner together tonight?"
"Tomorrow, Tianyue, I'm going to take the knight to take a bath. Do you want to go?"
"Let's meet at the old place."
Then post a message on WeChat Moments to let everyone know that you are safe.
There was no time to reply to them one by one, and many reposts popped up on Weibo. She clicked on them and saw that Kojima Wataru had actually registered on Weibo and asked her nervously if she was okay.
She clicked to follow and sent him a private message.
[Arrived home safely, are you all okay?]
Kojima Wataru replied quickly: [Mr. Ishikawa, Ms. Terauchi and I are all safe]
That's good.
She felt more relieved.
Dinner was naturally eaten at Kang Mucheng's house, and after dinner, she took the knight home. After walking for half a month, the dog saw her and pounced on her, almost knocking her to the ground.
"Okay, okay, I'm back." Jian Jing hugged the German Shepherd's neck and stroked its fur. "You missed me, right? Let's go take a bath tomorrow."
The knight is not afraid of taking a bath and his tail wags even more happily.
After arriving home, Jian Jing was finally able to put her worries aside and have a good sleep, not waking up until the next afternoon.
Meet Jiang Baiyan, send the pet to the hospital for a bath and beauty treatment, and have afternoon tea.
Jiang Baiyan returned the USB drive to her and informed the latest gossip on the Internet: "I don't know what those Americans did when they returned. It seems that the army really went there to investigate."
Jian Jing gloated: "Really? 3Q Group is going to be in trouble."
Jiang Baiyan was very worried: "Will the investigation lead to you?"
"No, if the people from 3q want to accuse me, they have to have someone believe them." Jian Jing said, "The whole show has nothing to do with me from beginning to end. Besides, I'm a novelist, how can I do this?"
That makes sense.
Jiang Baiyan relaxed slightly, half serious and half joking: "I've been scared these past few days, I'm afraid you won't come back, then we can only throw the jar away and go to hell together."
Jian Jing glanced at him.
he:"?"
"Nothing." She stirred her coffee and said, "Thank you."
Jiang Baiyan: “…Oh.”
"I'm a little happy." Jian Jing held her chin up and looked at the busy streets outside. She suddenly said, "During the days in Korea, I didn't have time to think about anything else. I was always guessing 3q's reaction. I suddenly felt very happy when I got home yesterday."
She said: "Someone cares about me and helps me. I'm back and everyone is happy for me... It turns out that I am also important in this world."
Jiang Baiyan said: "Of course you are important."
Jian Jing smiled and shook her head slightly.
"Important" is not the key, the key is that it is important in "this world".
Three years have passed. In the blink of an eye, Su Xing has been in this world for the third year.
She achieved some fame, made decent money, and lived a better life than the other world. She enjoyed solving cases and was recognized, praised, and even admired for her writing.
But these things, like the milk foam in cappuccino, only float on the top and are not really integrated into the coffee.
I'm feeling better now.
She picked up the coffee cup and drank the stirred coffee in one gulp.
The mixture of milk foam, milk and coffee liquid creates a rich flavor in the mouth.
The richness of milk, the bitterness of coffee, and the lightness of milk foam.
"Waiter, another drink." She smiled.
Jiang Baiyan looked at her, not understanding the reason for a moment, but he didn't ask anything and raised his hand: "I want a cup too, and a serving of fried chicken."
Jian Jing: "Not dieting anymore?"
He raised his hands and made an exaggerated gesture: "This year's work is done!"
"Then let's go eat hot pot tonight!"
“Okay, okay!”
Then, he was photographed by paparazzi.
Dark alleys, dim street lights, and stopped vehicles.
Jian Jing took the other person's camera and looked at the photos they took one by one: "How much does it cost to take a photo?"
"Uh." The two reporters laughed awkwardly, "Not much, not much, just enough to make a living."
Jian Jing was quite concerned: "Are you taking pictures of me or Xiao Bai?"
"Teacher Jian, you've been very popular recently, so..." The reporter didn't waste any words and said directly, "Twenty thousand yuan, and you can take the photos and take them away."
Jian Jing looked at Jiang Baiyan, who was squatting on the roadside feeding stray cats: "Then I gave it to you?"
He is experienced: "Contact my agent, and I can use the studio's account."
"That makes sense." Jian Jing said, "I took a very nice picture of this one, send it to me."
"Where?" Jiang Baiyan leaned over. It was a photo of her holding a dog. "She is very handsome."
But Jian Jing was still a little dissatisfied: "It's too blurry, other people's street photos are all very good-looking."
Jiang Baiyan rolled up his sleeves: "I'll take a picture for you."
He snatched the paparazzi's SLR and acted as a makeshift photographer: "The light is good under the street lamp. Hey, don't move. There's a cat coming towards you. Don't move, look at me!!"
In the alley, under the lights, a girl and a group of stray cats.
There is nothing more beautiful, better, or more lovely than this.
Jiang Baiyan took many photos and finally just lay on the ground, which made the two entertainment reporters extremely itchy, but they didn't dare to take out their mobile phones to take pictures secretly.
"I took the camera." He was too lazy to take the photos, so he just took it away. "Ask my agent to settle the bill."
Entertainment reporter: “…Okay.”
This is a rich man, we cannot afford to offend him.
Just like that? I played until after ten o’clock before going home.
Jian Jing originally wanted to return the money on the way if it was still early, but it was so late now that she had to wait until tomorrow.
The next day, when I was walking the dog, I turned towards the police station and ran into Lao Gao at the intersection. He said that Ji Feng had taken a leave of absence.
Jian Jing looked suspiciously at her ears: "He asked for leave? Did something happen to Yunyun?"
"No." Lao Gao said, "They said an acquaintance of mine was released from prison and went to pick someone up."
Released from prison? She frowned and said nothing: "Okay, I'll come another day."
Lao Gao was very enthusiastic: "It's the same if you tell me anything."
"It's okay, I was just passing by while walking the dog." she said.
Lao Gao didn't ask any more questions.
Heping City No. 3 Prison.
A thin woman carrying a tattered luggage bag slowly walked out of the prison's iron gate.
The weather was very cold, with heavy dark clouds pressing overhead. A chill wind blew past, blowing up the withered yellow sycamore leaves all over the ground.
The old woman squinted her eyes and observed the surrounding environment unfamiliarly. After a while, she saw the bus stop in the distance and walked over with difficulty to pick up her luggage.
"The buses here don't go to the west of the city." Someone was talking to her.
The old woman turned her head slowly and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
"You want to go back to Anju Community," Ji Feng said, "I'll take you there."
The old woman's hunched back straightened up immediately, and her eyes became alert: "Do you recognize me?"
"My name is Ji Feng," he said, "Ji Liming's son."
"Oh, the policeman's son." The old woman sneered, "Today, is it your turn to seek revenge on me?"
Ji Feng asked: "Why should I seek revenge on you? Because you killed my father?"
He extinguished his cigarette and threw it into a trash can on the side of the road. "Ms. Zhang, you were sentenced to fifteen years in prison for intentional homicide. You were given three commutations for good behavior and will be released this year. I no longer have any reason to seek revenge."
After a while, the old woman finally spoke: "You wouldn't come to me for no reason."
"Of course." Ji Feng said, "It's been ten years. I'm here to fulfill my father's last wish."
The old woman said, "My husband is dead."
"But the murderer may not be certain." He said, "Who is the one who died unjustly? You and I must have a conclusion."