harbingers of memory recovery
Hearing Qin Yiren's concern, Bo Jingxing chuckled and continued, "That was Bo Jiu's birthday gift to me three years ago, so I cherish it more."
Since that watch has special significance, it will be even more sad to throw it away.
Qin Yiren was very sorry and immediately remembered something else: "Jing Xing, I heard that the door lock has no signs of being destroyed. Have you ever told someone about the password of the villa?"
Bo Jingxing did not think about this question: "Only you and me, only Bo Jiu knows it."
But Bojiu cannot do such a thing, and it is unlikely that he will tell others the password, and the clue will be cut off.
Hang up the phone.
Qin Yiren and the policewoman returned to her room and told Bo Jingxing's answer and their discoveries in front of everyone. Everyone immediately discovered the biggest doubts in the case.
Not to mention whether a thief can tell the most valuable piece from a bunch of famous watches, but since he has the opportunity to pack all the valuables, there is no reason to just take one of them.
Qin Yiren listened to the police discussion and added what she thought was suspicious: "I saw the man from under the crack of the door. The shoes he was wearing were very expensive, and it was a new model in early winter, which cost about 20,000 yuan."
"If it's genuine, then this person's identity may be as simple as a thief."
The police closed the folder and made the final judgment: "We will check if there are any records of theft of other villas recently. The door lock inspection report should be obtained tomorrow morning. Please pay attention to our phone number these days.
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Qin Yiren expressed her complex expression clearly.
After the police analysis, she also realized the weirdness, just like the notebook that was easily overlooked but was taken away by someone.
Thinking of this, it was like someone deliberately targeting her.
Not daring to think about it anymore, Qin Yiren sent the police to leave the villa and met Qin Er who was rushing to the door.
"Yiren, are you injured?"
Without caring about the presence of others, Qin Er grabbed her sister's arm and looked at her carefully like Bo Jingxing, for fear that she would be hurt.
"Brother, I'm fine."
Qin Yiren let him see, so he turned around in a circle openly and asked in confusion: "Didn't Jingxing tell you?"
"He said you're fine, but I always have to see it with my own eyes to be at ease."
Qin Er looked at her worriedly, accompanied her to send the police away, and returned to the room and couldn't wait to ask: "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"
"Jing Xing stayed in the hospital these two days. I came back to sleep a few hours ago, but the result was..."
After telling the causes and consequences, Qin Yiren smiled bitterly and appropriately concealed all kinds of speculations about the thief's true identity: "Don't worry, I may not be very lucky."
Qin Er listened carefully to her and said thoughtfully: "This is a villa area. People living here usually have several houses in the city and don't come back often, so some thieves are focusing on similar places.
Start."
Qin Yiren opened her eyes slightly and got a new idea.
If the thief was a villa-stole, he could explain the price of his shoes and his ability to see famous watches, but he still couldn't explain why other watches were not stolen.
"Forget it, don't mention these."
When Qin Er noticed his sister's pale face, he frowned in pain: "You are better than anything else. It's not too early now, so I'll prepare you some late-night snacks. Do you want to stay here to sleep? Or go to a nearby hotel?
Or take some time to go back to our house?”
Qin Yiren rubbed her eyes tiredly, no longer thinking about those troublesome things, "Is there any problem staying here?... Will the thief come back?"
“It’s not the problem.”
Qin Er looked at her funny and explained patiently: "A thief broke in this villa just now. Even if I stayed here to accompany you, I am still afraid that you will not be able to sleep well."
Qin Yiren felt soft and said obediently and cutely: "It's okay, thank you for staying with me."
"You..."
Qin Er was so cute that she was so cute that she was full of responsibility as her brother.
I got up and checked the doors and windows upstairs and downstairs, and returned to her room again. I found that Qin Yiren was leaning on the sofa and was asleep.
Looking at the black green at her heart, Qin Er did not dare to move her. He tiptoed to cover her with a blanket and sneaked into the corridor to call Bo Jingxing.
Because of the past, he saw Chu Xinian's feelings with his own eyes, coupled with Baoer's existence, and he was even more satisfied with Chu Xinian's future brother-in-law.
But now my sister is not the one he is familiar with, so he naturally cannot influence her choice.
The phone was connected quickly, and Qin Er said routinely: "Young Master Bo... Well, Yiren is asleep now... I will stay with her, where are you?"
"Hospital." Bo Jingxing didn't want to mention this matter very much, and he didn't want Qin Er to misunderstand that he left Qin Yiren, so he had to explain: "I'm with Chu Xinian."
Qin Er was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why did you accompany Chu Xinian to the hospital?"
In his opinion, Bo Jingxing and Chu Xinian like Yiren at different times. In a sense, they are definitely in love and rival relationships. What the hell is turning enemies into friends?
Bo Jingxing was silent for a moment: "This is Xiaoqian's arrangement. In short, I will go back soon and you stay in her room. If she has a nightmare, you must wake her up immediately."
"...Okay, I get it."
Putting down his phone, Qin Er tried to imagine the strange scenes of the two in the hospital, and returned to his sister's room with laughter and tears.
However, Qin Yiren, who was still asleep just now, changed her position unknowingly.
Her slender body curled up on the sofa, grabbed the pillow with both hands, and her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and her breathing was heavy and rapid, as if she was immersed in a very bad dream.
I suddenly remembered Bo Jingxing's prompt.
Qin Er immediately stepped forward, his fingertips almost touched her shoulder, and suddenly he heard her vague murmurs: "Chu Xinian..."
The outstretched hand froze in the air.
Qin Er's expression became complicated in an instant. Looking at the familiar melancholy between her eyebrows, she suspected that her nightmare was actually a precursor to the revival of memory.
But Bo Jingxing was clear about this, which shows that this is not the first time a similar situation has happened.
Maybe he shouldn't have interrupted Qin Yiren's dream and let her recover her memory as soon as possible, but he couldn't bear it when he saw her in pain in the dream.
The fingers that were frozen in the air moved. Qin Er gritted his teeth, and gently put them on her shoulder, lowered his voice and said, "Yiren, wake up."
The slender eyelashes trembled, and Qin Yiren slowly opened her eyes.
Looking at the familiar man in front of her, she spent some time to wake up and asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother, has something happened?"
"No."
Chapter completed!