My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle - Chapter 139
139: When Jin Sheng met eight years ago
Chapter 139 Chapter 139
The truth of the matter was made clear. The Public Security Bureau made the whole process of the cracked case public, and beat the wave of people who advocated psychic killings with a big mouth. It was very popular. Especially the fans of Jiang Jiusheng, all of them had hard backs, and they were very proud: Huh, if it weren’t for their grandfathers, could the case be solved so fast?
Jiang Jiusheng really got another fire.
This wave was just flat, and another wave started again.
Police station.
Zhao Tengfei, the deputy team of the Criminal Investigation Team, had just returned from the heavy offense detention center and ran all the way into the bureau, shouting, “Captain, something went wrong!”
Huo Yining raised his eyelids.
Zhao Tengfei took a deep breath: “Zhang Minghui committed suicide in the detention center.” He took another breath and said, “I still have a suicide note.”
“Where is his weapon?”
“He broke the glass and secretly hid a glass.”
Fear of such high IQ criminals!
Huo Yining rubbed his temple: “Jiang Kai, please send the suicide note to the handwriting identification department.”
Jiang Kai was ordered: “I will go now.”
Huo Yining also asked Zhao Tengfei: “Did Zhang Minghui meet anyone before committing suicide?”
“Yes, his wife has been here.”
“Go check Zhang Minghui’s account information, as well as his wife, what have you done in the past few days and whom have you seen.”
Zhao Tengfei said yessir, and immediately dispatched.
“Justice,” Huo Yining threw a document in the past. “Organize these two cases and send them to me again.”
Liu Zhengyi puzzled: “Captain, isn’t the case broken? Any doubts?”
Huo Yining kicked with a long leg and lay on the chair, lying back lazily: “A person like Zhang Minghui is clever and treacherous. I don’t quite believe that he was only killing people for prostitution.” What’s more, he even witnessed Jiang Jiusheng Witnesses are not let go, and the motive for murder is most likely involved in other secrets.
At this time, the colleague at the door suddenly shouted ‘Doctor Shi’.
Huo Yining raised his head and saw Jin walked in against the light. The silhouette of his side face was covered with gold by the afterglow of dusk, so it was really unreasonable.
Somewhat flattering, Huo Yining raised his eyes, so he could relax: “Find me?”
Shi Jin nodded: “Can you speak in one step?”
He led Shi Jin to the interrogation room, closed the door, took a chair and sat down, and saw the door open: “You came to the police station for Zhang Minghui’s case?”
“Well.” Shi Jin sat opposite, straight and straight, “You don’t need to check, you can’t find anything.”
Huo Yining smiled when he heard the words, not surprised at all: “It seems my guess is right.”
Shi Jin is not arrogant and restless: “Talk about it.”
“Zhang Minghui’s confession is all right, but there is a very strange place. The video taken by the two dead people has not been found so far. I guess it should not be a *** video.” Huo Yining shook hands. Lean forward, “That guest from overseas is not an ordinary guest.”
Shi Jin raised his eyes and Yun Danfeng lightly said: “Well, that man came from the Golden Triangle.”
The drug trade, really, is big enough!
It’s no wonder that Zhang Minghui has to work hard to serially kill people. If the two unintentionally recorded the thing, if it is exposed, let alone Zhang Minghui, the Qin family will have to go to the drug investigation department to drink tea.
Huo Yining leaned back, hooking his lips: “After a long time, Zhang Minghui sold his life to your Qin family.” After all, only the dead can keep their mouths shut.
Want to come, the Qin family has got the transaction video.
Shi Jin didn’t say anything, and his expression remained calm. He said faintly, “Do you want to cooperate?”
The underground transaction of the Qin family has been rooted for so many years, and it is intricate. How to ask from Shi Jin’s mouth is like radish and green vegetables.
Are you talking?
Huo Yining is interested: “How do I believe you? Your surname is Qin.”
Shi Jin was not in a hurry, and talked happily: “When my last name is.”
Huo Yining was clear. Presumably Jin had even checked out the eighteen generations of his ancestors. Before the criminal investigation, he had indeed been a drug police officer.
At eleven, Shi Jin returned to the hospital.
Jiang Jiusheng grinned, and pulled his coat away.
He smiled and opened his hand, very cooperative.
After confirming that the wound did not split, she frowned: “Where have you been?”
“Some question, went to the police station.” Shi Jin bent over and looked at her eyes, “Worried?”
Jiang Jiusheng nodded and led him to the hospital bed: “Your injury is not good, you can’t walk around.”
“Sorry, I worried you.”
She didn’t say anything and went to get him a sick suit.
Shi Jin pulled her down and obediently unbuttoned the shirt. Her shirt was half-open, revealing a beautiful collarbone. He stopped and held her hand over his chest: “It’s okay, the wound doesn’t hurt.”
She could touch the bandage on his chest with her fingertips, which was warm and lightly rubbed, and her palms would be slightly hot: “Director Lin said, it will leave scars.”
Shi Jin lowered her head, her lips gently pecked at her tight eyebrows: “I’m a man, it doesn’t matter if I leave a scar.”
She shook her head, a little stubborn: “It does matter.” Fingertips along the bandage, stroked inch by inch, “I will feel uncomfortable when I see it.”
She wanted to say that it wasn’t an example. The words came to her lips and she still had no exit.
Because it is futile.
Even if there is next time, Shi Jin will spare her life, right? She thought about what would happen if she and Shi Jin switched places.
She must be the one lying in the hospital.
Feelings are sometimes quite unreasonable. If you can’t do it freely, you have to act like a fool like a fool and go to work hard for another person.
Shi Jin grabbed her hand and covered the whole wound with a soft voice like coaxing: “Then I’m going to have another tattoo on it, okay? Then you can’t see the scar.”
Jiang Jiusheng didn’t answer, but the hand that fell on his chest slowly went down and stopped on his abdomen, the same position as her, with a flowery pattern.
“Shi Jin,” she asked him, “When did you get this tattoo?”
She has also asked before.
At that time, he answered, a long time ago.
Shi Jin said: “A long time ago.”
Still the same answer, ambiguous.
How long is it? Four years ago, or eight years ago …
Jiang Jiusheng withdrew his hand, lowered his head and unbuttoned his shirt, put on his sick suit, and then looked up, saying, “Don’t tattoo anymore, it hurts.”
Shi Jin responded softly to her: “Okay, listen to you.”
During the hospital lunch break, Jiang Jiusheng went to neurosurgery.
After knocking on the door, Jiang Jiusheng didn’t go in immediately and asked politely: “Doctor Xu, can you take you ten minutes?”
Xu Qingbo smiled heartily: “Of course.” He got up and pulled away his seat, “Please sit down.”
Jiang Jiusheng thanked, without chatting, and went straight to the topic: “Did Shi Jin take medicine recently?”
Oh, come and ask Shi Jin’s mental condition.
Xu Qingbo was already prepared, and the answers were straightforward: “Yes, white pills, one per day, I will prescribe him once a month.”
Jiang Jiusheng nodded, and after understanding, asked again: “What about his condition?”
Xu Qingbo shook hands, pushed his eyes with a low degree of push, and looked very professional: “The data is more optimistic.” Bye, continue bye.
She seemed to be relieved: “He hasn’t acted in a radical way lately. Is it related to me?”
Xu Qingbo laughed: “Of course, after all, you are the incentive.” This sentence is not broken, it is true.
Jiang Jiusheng seemed to understand, he had doubts in his eyes, and his brows were deep: “Has Shi Jin been sick for a long time?”
Xu Qingbo was relaxed, lying on the backrest of the swivel chair: “I had obvious symptoms when I was in Yale Medical Department, maybe earlier.”
Jiang Jiusheng raised his eyes, and the light and shadow in Taohua’s eyes were staggered: “At that time, Shi Jin and I didn’t know each other yet.”
“Yes.”
If you know, you have to say no.
Xu Qingbo always feels strange.
Jiang Jiusheng’s eyes narrowed, his eyes slightly cool: “Don’t you say that I’m the cause?” She had frost in her eyes, and she seemed to make a speculative look. “At that time, I didn’t debut, and Shi Jin didn’t know me. How can I be the inducement of Shi Jin’s paranoia, Dr. Xu, can I be puzzled? ”
Xu Qingbo sat up in a hurry: “…”
That ’s it.
Shi Jin’s family is smart too!
He shut up, said nothing, said more and more wrong, and said nothing at all.
Jiang Jiusheng looked clear: “I probably know.”
“…”
What did she know? !
Xu Qingbo wanted to cry without tears, and suddenly felt that the netizen was right, don’t look at Jiang Jiusheng’s good temper, and his offensive power burst!
She got up: “Please don’t tell Shi Jin, I’ve been here with you.” After a pause, “especially during his healing period, don’t let him be aware.”
This point, Xu Qingbo agreed with both hands. Moreover, even if he gave him the courage, he dare not say it! If Shi Jin knew that he had leaked, he had to tear him down!
However, fortunately, when Jiang Jiusheng felt distressed, Jin still cared about his injury.
Shi Jin’s health is good, and he stayed in the hospital for a week, so there is no problem. He had a cleansing habit and refused to stay in the hospital. He returned to the apartment and went straight to the bathroom.
Jiang Jiusheng told him outside that the wound should not touch the water.
Shi Jin smiled and let her in.
She went to the balcony to feed Bomei.
Shi Jin called her in the bathroom: “Sheng Sheng, can you get me some clothes?”
“it is good.”
Jiang Jiusheng washed his hands and took his pajamas in Jinfang’s room when he went, and Bomei also followed up, shaking his head happily.
Jiang Jiusheng took the clothes and turned back to see Bo Mei rubbing on Shi Jin’s bed. She smiled and squatted, raising her ears to face: “Not going out yet.” Poke Bo Mei’s chubby belly with her finger, “Because your dad knows you entered his room , Certainly not spare you. ”
As Jiang Bomei understood, he shook his hair and groaned, then got under the bed.
Jiang Jiusheng ignored it and left the room with a smile.
After a while, Jiang Bomei exposed a head from the bottom of the bed, looked around and looked around, and Fartly followed Fartly out, without eating dog food, always following in the footsteps of her mother.
Jiang Jiusheng finished his clothes and only turned back to see something in Bo Mei’s mouth. It’s a bunch of keys, Bomei dangling danglingly.
She squatted down and reached out, and Bomei spit out the key in her hand: “Where did you find it?”
Bomei spread his legs and ran to Shi Jin’s door: “Ao ~ Ao ~”
In the bathroom, the sound of water continued, she looked at the key in her hand, thinking for a long time in silence, her eyes slowly moved to the staircase, the duplex apartment, there should be three rooms on the second floor, she had not been in it once, only know Shi Jin Locked.
Ghost-like, she went up the stairs.
Shi Jin came out of the bathroom and didn’t see Jiang Jiusheng. He wiped his hair at random and looked for her in the room.
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng–”
His footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes running up the stairs and there were lights on the second floor. Startled, he threw a towel and ran up in panic.
Too late, Jiang Jiusheng still opened the door.
All of them are pictures of her, from the age of sixteen to now, in various places, there are some that she is familiar with, and some are not. The old community, the lush camphor trees, the dogs running in the deep alleys … all seemed familiar.
“Sheng Sheng.”
Shi Jin reached out and tried to bring her out.
Jiang Jiusheng backed into the room, looked up at him: “Shi Jin,” she paused for a long time, and asked him, “Do we know before?”
His hands froze, his eyes full of confusion.
She stared at him for a long time without waiting for an answer. She raised her hand and picked up the picture frame on the cabinet. The girl in the photo was young and smiling, her teeth were invisible.
She looked at Shi Jin’s eyes and repeated: “Shi Jin, did we know each other before?”
He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but he never said a word. His eyes were covered with a thick layer of shadow, but he still couldn’t cover the stormy waves.
Jiang Jiusheng walked over and looked up, his eyes as if to be carved into the depths of his eyes.
“Shi Jin,”
She said, “When I was hypnotized that day, I saw you eighteen, and me, and me in school uniform.”
Like a dream, there are old quarters, lush camphor trees, and dogs running in deep alleys in the dream … In the dream, there is a beautiful teenager standing in the shade of the tree, looking up at the old building. Girl, she is making trouble, he is laughing.
When Shi Jin met Jiang Jiusheng for the first time, he was ten years old at the age of eighteen, and she was sixteen years old two months apart.
It was in a supermarket, she was wearing a white school uniform, fat pants, very thin, not yet long open, immature, not very beautiful, but a pair of eyes are outstanding, slightly warped, smiling like a crescent moon, black and white pupils are indistinguishable , A little hazy like drunk.
It’s a pretty peach blossom eye.
There was a long queue at the supermarket cash register. In front of her was an old man carrying a bag of coins.
“Are there any whole?”
The old man smiled shyly: “Sorry, I only have coins.”
The girl at the cash register went up and down twenty times, very impatient: “When there are so many coins, when do I have to count? You go there and wait, let others line up first.”
The old man waited outside in embarrassment.
The next one is Jiang Jiusheng.
At the age of sixteen, she was born taller and thinner than the average girl. She was striking in the crowd. She walked to the cash register, put down all the snacks in her hand, and then took two sugars from the cabinet next to it. The retail price is 0.5 yuan.
She handed out a piece of one hundred and two pieces of sugar: “Auntie, please find me a coin.”
The cashier, who was called an aunt, shouted to the old man with a pale face and came to check out.
The old man settled the bill and waited for the girl to come out at the intersection.
“Little girl, thank you.”
She smiled and shook her head: “No need to thank.”
At the intersection, a woman was calling her.
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng Sheng.”
“…”
She responded with a smile, stuffed the sugar to the old man, ran away, and a bag of coins jingled.
The old man stood there looking at the sugar in his hand and wrinkled deeply.
In the hallway opposite the cash register, the boy leaned against the wall, his eyes deep, his eyes splashed with ink, and the color of the black paint was very bright, like the star in the midsummer night.
It’s Shi Jin.
Young and immature, only the eyes are deep and desolate, just like when they came back from the secular world.
He stood for a long time, looking at the girl who was far away, pony tail dangling, she was wearing a white school uniform, tall, short trousers, showing white and slender ankles.
“Six young people,” is Qin Zhong, 20, in a suit and leather shoes, much calmer than the average peer. He said, “The car has been parked outside.”
The boy’s eyes fell on the distance: “Don’t follow me.”
He stepped forward, his footsteps a little quick.
Qin Zhong still followed, far away, not daring to be too close to the teenager, seeing him follow a pair of mother and daughter all the way, staring at the girl without doing anything.
The girl and her mother are handing out leaflets on the street outside the supermarket.
The central and southern September were very hot. The sun was scorching the ground and the blowing wind was hot. The girl was sweaty and her face was flushed with red. Perhaps because the weather was too hot, the pedestrians passing by hurriedly refused. Handed over the flyer.
She turned around and suddenly handed over.
White and clear, very beautiful hands.
She froze, staring at the hand, and the young man’s voice was soft and deep: “Give me one.”
“Oh.” She reacted, handed a copy in the past, and looked up and smiled, “Thank you.”
It’s so pretty to laugh.
Shi Jinning looked at the girl who was walking further and further, looked down at the leaflet in his hand, folded it for a long time, put it in his pocket, looked up at the girl, and continued to watch intently.
Qin Zhong couldn’t hold back and asked a lot of words: “Six Young, what are you looking at?”
“She,” he pointed to the distance, “is it pretty?”
“…”
Qin Zhong froze for a long time before looking down. It was a girl, 15 or 16 years old. It looked nothing special from a distance. He answered: “It looks good.”
His lips twitched lightly: “I think too.”
How do you answer this?
Qin Zhong had a headache and didn’t know the thought of the young master. He was thinking about it and heard a command: “You have to come over to get her leaflets.”
A few meanings?
Qin Zhong didn’t dare to ask much. He hired a lot of passers-by, and each gave ten yuan to let them pick up the flyers of the girl and his mother.
At lunch, their mother and daughter ate noodles in a small shop.
Shi Jin also entered the shop, cushioned his chair with a handkerchief, and sat in the far corner. He ordered a bowl of noodles like a girl’s. He took a bite and put down his chopsticks. When he saw that she had drank soup, Take a bite.
In the afternoon, they continued to distribute leaflets.
He continued to let people pick up their leaflets.
In the evening, their mother and daughter left on the bus. He was also in the car. The car at the two stations in the evening was sitting next to her. She might be tired, lethargic, and not looking up at the person sitting next to her. In less than ten minutes, he planted his head on his shoulder.
On the long-distance bus, there were few people on the bus. It was empty and quiet. The driver master opened the radio. The gentle female voice was singing. The wind from the window blew in, and her hair covered her eyes.
He raised his hand and tried to help her move away. The car stopped suddenly, and she fell on his lap.
He froze.
“sorry.”
It was the woman on the other side of the girl who gave birth to tender eyes, smiled apologetically at him, and then supported the girl’s face to make her lean on herself.
He stared blankly at his leg, his ears suddenly became hot, and the wind blowing outside the window was hot.
The bus drove for about an hour, passing a lot of neon, and finally stopped at a remote site. He also got off the bus. The girl still didn’t look at him. Her sleepy eyes were dizzy and she was pulled by her mother.
They live in an old community with many small advertisements and demolition on the walls. People in the community will greet their mothers and daughters with a smile, warm and friendly.
Then they went to a three-story building.
There was no street lamp in the community. A light bulb was hung under the lush camphor tree to illuminate the passers-by. He stood downstairs and looked up for a long time.
The passing middle-aged man came over and asked him enthusiastically, “Who are you looking for?”
Like a ghost, he blurted out a name: “Sheng Sheng.”
That’s how the girl’s mother called her.
Sheng Sheng, Sheng Sheng …
A gentle and nice name.
“Look for Shengsheng, I’ll call her for you.” The man stood downstairs and shouted loudly, “Shengsheng, someone is looking for you, come down!”
The girl quickly went downstairs, but he stood behind the camphor tree and did not come out. She waited fifteen minutes before leaving, and went to the convenience store to buy two hams and a box of ice cream.
The ham was fed to a stray dog without hair.
A very dirty and ugly dog, even the breed can’t be seen, but she doesn’t dislike it, she touched the dog’s head with her hand, and said to her with a fate, “Don’t steal the food from Aunt Wang’s house in the future. Hit you. ”
“Wang!”
The hairless dog seemed to like her very much, circling her joyfully.
She narrowed her eyes with a smile, bent like a crescent moon in the sky, and said to it again: “You can steal Uncle Zhang’s house.” She pointed in a direction, “That’s the house.”
“Wang Wang!” The dog shook his head vigorously.
She smiled and said well, then scooped up the ice cream with her dog’s hand, and returned home after eating.
The dog also ran back into the alley.
Shi Jin came out from under the camphor tree, looked at the lights upstairs, and went to the convenience store to buy a box of ice cream. The yellow peach flavor was so sweet that it was not delicious at all.
He saw it ghostly and finished it all.
Why should I eat what she has eaten, take the road she has traveled, why should you follow her all day, I do n’t know, it ’s the same as evil.
The treetops on the moon are already late at night.
Qin Zhong hesitated for a long time, or stepped forward and asked carefully: “Six Young, go back?”
The memory kill is coming ~
Monthly pass to keep up ~
(End of this chapter)