"This is how you want me to repay you? Let me go all the way to the Gyeongju subway station and carry a head to Tongling Mountain to meet Zheng Junsheng? If word spreads, others will mistakenly think that Zheng Yong's death is related to me.
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Chi Zhengfeng threw down the cigarette in his hand, put it out with his shoe, raised his head and looked at her with red eyes, "It's very late, let's get in the car!"
"I won't get in. I'll take a ride back by myself. I don't want to be with you." Jingyan shook her head, took two steps back, turned and ran away, and hurriedly got into a taxi.
Chi Zhengfeng stood there with an indifferent expression.
Lin Nai came over and said, "Third Master, are you just going to let her go like this?"
"It's okay, she will come back to me in two days." Chi Zhengfeng got into the car.
Linnai glanced at the taxi driving away, said nothing, and drove away.
When Jingyan returned to the apartment, she rushed into the bathroom immediately and washed her hands repeatedly with soap. When she applied force, her nails scratched her palms.
The soapy water seeped into the wound, causing a burst of pain, and Jingyan finally came to her senses.
She looked up at herself in the mirror. Her hair was messy, and she didn't know whether it was sweat or water on her face. The hair stuck to her face, her face was pale and bloodless, and her whole body looked like it was fished out of the water, wet.
Yes, miserable.
She quickly took a hot bath for herself, and when she came out, her cell phone rang.
I took it out and saw an unfamiliar number.
After hesitating for a while, he finally picked up, "Hello!"
"I will go back to Zhuojiang tomorrow. Come and sit at my place for a while in the evening. I want to chat with you."
It’s Zheng Junsheng.
It seemed that he already knew what was in the package, otherwise he would not have called her so quickly.
She wanted to say that she was entrusted by Chi Zhengfeng, but she was not allowed to say it at all, so Zheng Junsheng hung up the phone.
She wanted to call and explain clearly, but her finger stopped on the phone screen.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand.
The next night, Zheng Junsheng sent someone to pick her up at home.
His wife and daughter were all there, but he drove them away.
There were only two of them in the huge restaurant.
Zheng Junsheng drank the broth and turned over the bones in the bowl with chopsticks in his other hand.
As soon as she saw this, Jing Yan remembered what happened yesterday.
Although she did not see Zheng Yong's head in person, just imagining it made her feel uncomfortable in her stomach.
Zheng Junsheng had almost eaten before he put down his chopsticks, took a tissue and printed the corners of his mouth.
He threw down the tissue, leaned back in his chair, looked up at Jing Yan, and started talking.
"I have already asked someone to take the head for examination. The results will be available the day after tomorrow."
Jing Yan met his cold eyes and said, "I really don't know anything."
She looked innocent, because she didn't sleep well last night and had nightmares during the day, which made her look haggard and pale.
"You don't have to pretend, I know what you want," Zheng Junsheng interrupted her, "If it turns out later that it really belongs to Ah Yong, and you tell me who the murderer is, I will come forward to help your father."
Hearing this, Jing Yan's pupils suddenly opened wide and her eyes shone.
But the next second, she felt like a frustrated ball.
How does she know who the murderer is?
The only choice is to find Chi Zhengfeng.
Only he knows.
She thought he was harming her, but he was actually helping her.
Thinking of her recklessness last night, she wanted to slap herself twice.
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When I returned to the apartment, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
He took out the key and opened the door, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Jing Yan felt an inexplicable chill behind her back and opened the door faster.
But the more urgent it is, the harder it is to open.
"Jing Yan!"
Shen Hui?
Jing Yan stopped what she was doing and slowly turned her head.
It turned out to be Shen Hui.
He was in a suit and leather shoes, with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at her panicked expression with a cold expression.
He turned sideways and saw a person coming up from the stairs.
Dingqing took a look and saw that it was Jing Zhiyuan.
He was wearing a Tang suit and was full of energy.
He walked up to her slowly and raised the corners of his lips, "Are you scared?"
Jing Yan quickly suppressed the panic in her eyes, and looked into his mocking eyes pretending to be calm, "It's late at night, if you don't go home to be with your wife and kids, why are you here with me?"
He didn't even call him second uncle, or even give him a title, which shows how much he hates him.
Jing Zhiyuan smiled, "Aren't you going to invite me in and sit for a while?"
"Sorry, I don't invite people I don't know well into my home." Jing Yan refused.
Jing Zhiyuan smiled again and went straight to the topic without forcing himself, "I came here this time to ask you how you got Zheng Yong's head?"
That's what it was for.
However, it can also be seen that Zheng Junsheng has a very close relationship with him, otherwise he would not know what was in the package.
"No comment." Jing Yan refused to answer.
Jing Zhiyuan thinks she is really stubborn, much like her father.
"Even if you don't tell me, I still know who the mastermind behind it is."
He is very smart and cunning. No matter how well she disguises herself, he will still know something about her.
Because of this, my father went to jail.
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? Why do you care so much?" Jing Yan asked knowingly.
An indescribable nervousness flashed through Jing Zhiyuan's eyes, "I understand your eagerness to save your father, but have you ever thought that if you do this, more people and interests will be involved behind the scenes, and you will not be able to save yourself by then?" Dad’s fate, maybe you will fall into it too.”
"I don't know. I only know that my dad was wronged. All I can do is rescue him, restore his innocence, and punish the evildoers." Jing Yan looked directly at him, completely ignoring his threat.
Jing Zhiyuan chuckled, "You will pay the price for this. Don't blame your uncle for not reminding you when the time comes."
A cold sound of disdain came out of Jingyan's mouth. Even though she was in despair, she was still proud in her bones.
Jing Zhiyuan said nothing and turned around and walked towards the stairs.