If you don't want money

Wen Shihao is shocked and loses his color. His pupils are enlarged: "then why do you tie me up?" She thought for a moment and was very frightened. "Who directed you?"

If you don't want money, it must be private resentment.

The man directly sealed her mouth: "think about it, what you have done recently to find your own way."

Wen Shihao's face was livid, he shrank to the corner of the wall and looked at the warehouse quietly.

In the night, the two men who were watching drank wine and fell asleep after watching for a while, with their heads shaking. Wen Shihao takes advantage of the man's nap, aims at the rough corner, and grinds the rope on his hand.

The man sleeping on the waste carton suddenly turned over. She immediately closed her eyes, waited for the snore to ring again, and then went on. The rope was very thick. She had worn it for a long time, and her hands were burned several times by the heat generated by friction, which broke.

Holding her breath, she did not dare to make a sound. She tore the tape and untied the rope on her feet. She carefully supported the wall and stood up. With the dim light of the old incandescent lamp in the warehouse, she bypassed the guard man and moved to the door little by little.

All of a sudden, I stepped on the stick with a click.

The two men who were asleep woke up immediately. When they saw that they had reached the greenhouse at the door, they were furious. They picked up a stick and chased them up: "Stinky women, dare to run."

Wenshi was kind-hearted and scared. She hurriedly pulled out the bolt of the iron door. The door was rusty and insensitive. She tried hard several times to pull it out.

As soon as she opened the door, she looked up and saw a pair of dark eyes without warning. She was stunned: "Shi, Shi --"

a pair of extremely delicate and beautiful leather bags, Shi Jin.

He raised his eyes slightly, and there was frost on the bottom of his eyes: "sit back and don't force me to tear up the ticket."

Wen Shihao's legs softened and he sat on the ground. It's over

Jiang Jiusheng comes to have a holiday. She is not comfortable. She sleeps early. When she wakes up, she looks at the time. At ten o'clock, she rubs her eyes and touches her pillow. It's cold. She doesn't see Shijin.

She put on a dress to get up, looked for a circle did not see when Jin, push open the bathroom door.

When Jin is washing her hands on the washing table.

Jiang Jiusheng went over: "what are you doing?"

"Wash your hands," he said Head down, continue to wash hands, wash very carefully, spray disinfectant water, and wash water several times.

This is a crime of cleanliness.

Jiang Jiusheng pushed and asked, "what did you touch? Do you need to disinfect it like this?"

When Jin only said: "touched very dirty thing."

"The wound is in water." He still has a bandage on the palm of his hand, and the edge has been stained with water. Jiang Jiusheng takes a dry towel, "give me the hand."

Shijin hands her.

She dried the water carefully, and then said, "Shijin, let's talk."

After a day's precipitation, the mood calmed down. It's time for a showdown.

When Jin hesitated for a moment, nodded: "OK."

He asked her for a glass of warm milk and put it on the table. They sat opposite each other.

Jiang Jiusheng opened his mouth first and said in a calm voice, "I already know that Jin Yu is my younger brother."

On the top of the dining table, a crystal lamp was hung. The light was soft, warm and not dazzling. When Jin looked into her eyes, "what else?"

She did not hide, all confessed: "my father is wenshuhua's second husband."

The memory is not complete. She only remembers some fragments of Jin Yu and her father. Even her father's face is blurred. The only thing that can be determined is identity.

"What do you want to know?"

Without hesitation, Jiang Jiusheng said firmly, "how did my parents die?"

When Jin suddenly silence.

In his eyes, the mood was complicated.

Jiang Jiusheng can probably guess something: "there is one thing I have always been confused about, why do I get depression?"

Shijin only said that her mother died in an accident.

No, it can't be that simple.

She looked at Shijin's eyes: "my mother's death is not a simple accident, right? Besides, it's about my father, isn't it? "

When Jin's eyes suddenly sink.

She is too clever.

Even if she didn't remember, even if she just listened to his intermittent reports, she could use those details to deduce, and then hit the point fairly, with almost no difference in accuracy.

So he kept his mouth shut for such a long time that he was afraid that there would be traces for her to follow.

When she could not hear his answer, she did not rush to ask. She just looked him in the eye quietly and said slowly: "Shijin, it can't be concealed for a lifetime. It's my parents. I can't be confused all the time when nothing has happened. Sooner or later, I need to find out. Instead of others telling me, I'll try my best to find out. I want you to tell me personally 。” She was calm. "I'm not who I was eight years ago. I'm not that vulnerable."

What's more, he has been there all the time. She has nothing to be afraid of. They are not young. After the vicissitudes of the sea, they will not easily fall in the wind and rain.After a long silence, Shijin nodded her head: "well, it's not an accident. It's homicide."

Sure enough.

She was not surprised. There was a flash in her eyes, and she was calm again.

Shijin pushes the milk over, waits for her to drink, then continues to say: "your father's name is Jiang MINCHANG, is a police officer, mother's name is song Pei, is a high school chemistry teacher, when you are seven years old, parents divorced, you live together with your mother."

No wonder there are few memories of her father in her memory.

"The second month after your father's divorce, he went to the Wen family. Jin Yu is the younger brother born after your father remarried with Wen Shihao's mother."

The voice of Shijin is clear and smooth, speaking at a moderate speed, which is especially reassuring.

"When you were sixteen, you had a benign tumor." "

the scar on her tattoo was left after the tumor operation.

He watched the mood change in her eyes all the time: "your mother didn't tell me that she took you to Wen's house to ask your father for the operation fee. That day, the Wens just had a birthday party. Because they wanted to avoid guests, your father took your mother to the flower house to discuss. "

Also that day, he asked her to go to the cinema for a confession. He went very early. Under the camphor tree in the old lane, she didn't come from morning till dusk.

"And then?"

When Jin's eyes were heavy, her long eyelashes were hanging, and her gray and black silhouette fell: "there was a murder in the flower house, and your parents died on the spot." He raised his eyes. "You were at the scene."

Jiang Jiusheng almost immediately hit the crucial point: "who is the murderer?"

She had a clear spring at the bottom of her eyes, which made waves and ups and downs.

When Jin silence for a long time: "is a thief."

She gathered her eyes and pondered.

Because of witnessing the death of both parents, so depression becomes a disease? All of them are well explained, but what's wrong? What's wrong

She thought for a long time, looked up at Shijin, and confirmed again, "the reason for killing is just burglary?"

Shi Jin did not hesitate: "yes."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask again.

When Jin gets up, walks to her side, stoops to see her, some worry: "Sheng Sheng, how are you?"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, the light and shadow floating around his eyes slowly calmed down: "well, I'm ok."

He took her hand. It was cold.

She's not good, definitely not.

No matter how calm and calm she is, she can't be indifferent. After all, it's her parents who gave birth to her. How could there be no trouble? She just has enough forbearance. She hides all her fears and fears and tells him not to worry if nothing happens.

When Jin brushed her face: "I'll be here today. Go to bed first, eh?"

"She nodded:" wait a few days, you take me to the cemetery

"Good."

He leaned over, picked her up and walked to the room.

Jiang Jiusheng leaned on his chest: "Shijin."

"Well?"

She nestled in his arms, and could hear the sound of powerful breathing in her ears. Her uneasy heart settled down slowly. She raised her head and raised her hand to rub Jin's face. There was a short green beard on his chin, and some tied hands, saying, "don't worry about me, I have you, and I'm not afraid of anything."

He put her on the bed in the bedroom, said nothing, and leaned over to kiss her.

The next day, it was sunny and the winter was over. It was early spring. The wind was still cool, but the buds on the branches had sprouted sharp corners.

Spring is beautiful, but some people are happy and others are sad.

Wen Shihao lost contact one day and one night. The Wens called the police and used all their contacts, but they still couldn't find any clues. Wen Shuhua was so anxious that he went around trying to find a way.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the housekeeper sent out to inquire about the news came back and rushed into the room.

"Big miss, there's news about Miss Shihao from the police station."

When Wen Shuhua heard this, he was surprised and pleased: "what about people? What's the matter? "

"People are in the hospital."

"What happened to my daughter?" Wen Shuhua said

The housekeeper replied timidly, "Miss Shihao was hung on the cliff wall of Hongming mountain. When the police found her, she was dehydrated."

Hanging?

Wen Shuhua was very anxious: "who is it? How dare you do this to my daughter. "

As she said, she took her coat and went out in a hurry.

The housekeeper hurriedly followed: "it should not be a general kidnapper. He has not received any information about the ransom transaction, indicating that the other party is not looking for money, which is likely to be malicious revenge."

Even some people dare to take the idea of their Wen family. Wen Shuhua is biting his teeth. It's better not to let her find out who it is.

Hospitals.

Wen Shihao woke up after three hours of losing the liquid. The police were taking notes for her. Two police officers from the investigation team came, one male and one female, both in their thirties.

"Miss Wen, please cooperate." The policewoman repeated it for the third time.

Wen Shihao still turns a deaf ear. She sits silently, her eyes are dull, her neck and wrist are bandaged, and her face is ugly.The policewoman asked again.

"How many kidnappers?"

After a long pause, she still couldn't get an answer. She continued to ask, with a strong voice and a taste of interrogation: "do you see their faces?"

"Do you know that? What are the characteristics? "

"Why did they tie you up? What has been done to you? "

No matter what the police asked, Wen Shihao never said a word.

Asked for a long time, there was no gain at all, the policewoman was impatient, and was about to ask again when her companion pulled her: "she should not have fully recovered consciousness, go back and record again."

"The doctor said that she was ok, and all the data were normal." The policewoman insisted, "Miss Wen, can you answer my question?"

Wen Shihao finally spoke, because he was dehydrated for a long time and his voice was hoarse: "I don't know, I don't know anything."

"Miss Wen --"

she interrupted the policewoman, her tone was a little over the top, her mood was very unstable: "I said, I don't know anything, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything."

"Think about it again. Last night --"

the policewoman's words were cut off again. It was wenshuhua who entered the ward and snapped the words: "enough." The attitude is very unhappy, the tone is very blunt, "how to investigate is your police department's matter, don't stimulate my daughter again."

“....”

The policewoman is completely speechless. Just look up her attitude and fart!

Two members of the investigation team left directly.

Wen Shuhua winked, and the housekeeper went out of the ward and took the door with him. When there was no stranger in the room, Wen Shuhua asked his daughter, "good poem, tell me what happened?"

She didn't answer.

Wen Shuhua was a little worried: "did you come to our Wen family for revenge?"

In the early years, when the old man was still in power, she played many tricks and accused many people. She guessed that her daughter would not say it, but there must be another secret.

"Mom, don't ask. I really don't know." Wenshi is impatient. She lies down and recites.

Wen Shuhua saw that her spirit was not very good, and she did not dare to ask: "OK, I will not ask, you have a rest first."

She was lying on the bed, but she was not sleepy at all. When she closed her eyes, her brain was full of those cloudy eyes.

It's Shijin. He tied her up.

When she opened the iron door of the warehouse, she saw him. His legs were too soft to move, his body trembled, and his voice trembled.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Don't do anything, ask you a few questions." When Jin glanced at her, her pupils were like stars in the desert, bright and threatening, "if you think I can't find out, you can choose to lie, as long as I don't find it."

Yan Ran's tone is not a bit aggressive. It's just that, inexplicably frightening, even the two strong and martial men who are guarding are holding their breath and standing aside respectfully. They dare not utter a sound.

Wenshi pretends to be calm: "what do you want to ask?"

When Jin stood, it seemed that she was dirty and stepped on a piece of waste cardboard. Even in such a messy environment, she was still self-sufficient: "you want her to go to Wen's house."

As Shi Jin said, she was not sure that Shi Jin could not find out. She replied with great care: "I know that Jiang Jiusheng has lost his memory and wants her to remember what happened eight years ago."

"Then," said Shijin

She didn't hesitate to answer quickly: "I hate Jiang MINCHANG very much and don't want his daughter to be better."

When Jin slightly sink eyes.

His appearance is that kind of delicate and beautiful, not aggressive, but that pair of beautiful eyes that don't want to talk, as long as they are a little heavy, three points cold, seven points indifferent, they can teach people to be scared and have nowhere to hide.

"Eight years ago, were you at the scene of the murder?" he asked

He will ask. He must have found something.

Wen Shihao tries to suppress the panic in his heart and calmly answers, "yes."

"What do you see?"

She looked up and saw Jin's eyes. She couldn't move them. She said, "Jiang MINCHANG killed song Pei."

it's a beautiful look. She's smart, dignified and mysterious.

This poppy like man, deadly, but also really charming, can easily lead to addiction.

When Jin light lips, thin lips do not point and red, thin cool and low voice: "what else?"

Wen Shihao pauses for a long time. He dare not look at the people in front of him again. He lowers his head and shakes his eyelashes. "Jiang Jiusheng killed Jiang MINCHANG," he says

When Jin eyes suddenly congealed frost.

In the old warehouse, it's cold and bleak. It's gloomy. It's cool on the back. Listen carefully. The wind outside the warehouse is roaring, and the old iron doors are clanging.

"Who else did you tell about it?" When Jin suddenly asked, voice cold.

Wen Shihao immediately denied, "no, I haven't said anything."When Jin silent for a moment.

"That is to say," he paused a little, squinting his eyes after the wind and the moon, and gradually pouring cold ink into his eyes. He said the second half of the sentence, "as long as you shut up, no one will know."

Wen Shihao was stunned, and retreated in panic. There was only one thought in his mind, killing people

When Jin he dare.

The six little ones of the Qin family, the new leader of the Qin family, are easier to kill a person than to knead an ant. Moreover, the whole Qin family, at least six little ones, is cruel and fickle.

Subconsciously, she kept retreating, and was almost unsteady at her feet.

When Jin is still standing in place, he is Louis Vuitton's classic suit. The button of the white shirt in it is buttoned to the top, and the leather shoes are spotless, clean and elegant. He pulled his sleeve and calmly said, "don't panic, don't your life."

His family won't let him kill people.

The voice fell. He walked on.

Wen Shihao's subconscious is stunned. For some reason, even when her life is hanging in a line, she can't move her eyes when she looks at those cloudy eyes.

When Jin approached, she stopped again and looked at the rope she had left when she ran away.

"Pick it up." He said lightly.

I don't know what he wants to do. Wen Shihao picks up the rope on the ground.

As if it didn't matter, his calm eyes calmly said, "tie your feet as tightly as you can. If you loosen them, I won't guarantee your life."

She couldn't guess his idea, just looked at Shijin's eyes and felt frightened.

It was not until she got to the edge of the cliff that she understood why she had to tie her feet. Behind her was the cliff, and the rope on her feet was tied to a tree not far away.

He wants to

When Jin approached, Wen Shihao's subconscious retreated. He took only one step back and settled down. The rock on the cliff behind him fell down, not deep.

He took a step closer. The wind was cold at night, and his voice was cold, and his voice was very slow. Every word was loud: "take care of your mouth, no matter what you know, and bring it into the coffin for me. If you can't do it,"

then click it to the end.

If he can't, he doesn't mind killing people.

He raised his hand and pushed hard.

Wen Shihao opened his eyes: "ah --"

the tree with the rope tied in the distance was pulled by gravity, the leaves rustled, shook and fell on the ground with fuzzy shadows. When Jin looked at the white and slender hands, frowned, as if they were dirty. She took out her handkerchief and wiped it slowly. At last, she threw the handkerchief and walked away with the cliff on her back.

The wind rolled the beige handkerchief into the dark night. In the moonlight, people not far away are more beautiful than the night.

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