[69 Book Bar - www.] Outside the car window, bright neon lights flashed past, as short-lived as shooting stars. Shooting stars carry hope, but neon lights express glitz.
Chu Zhanjin turned his stern cold face out the window, his eyes indifferent, holding a cigarette between his fingertips, with white smoke floating in the air, and a little red light flickering on and off.
The atmosphere of silence was a bit oppressive and made people breathless.
Masako's eyes were always on him, his mouth opened and closed, he hesitated for a long time, and then said, "Are you angry?"
"No!"
"Are you unhappy that I came to her birthday dinner? Or are you unhappy to see me?"
"No!" Chu Zhanjin's cold voice did not have any fluctuations, leaving only a mechanical answer.
Masako took a deep breath, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out, "You can be cruel to me! Scold me! Don't be so indifferent and alienated from me. What did I do wrong? Why should you treat me as a transparent person?
Stab me hard with indifference!"
Chu Zhanjin took a long puff of cigarette and suddenly choked, "Cough! Cough!" He coughed violently.
Masako's eyes were filled with tears, "Obviously Xiang Yimo doesn't care about you at all, why do you want to do this to yourself? Give her what you have earned through hard work over the years for nothing, but she doesn't care at all!"
"Stop talking!" Chu Zhanjin roared angrily, stopping her from continuing.
"What? Are you also afraid of facing this fact? The more you don't let me say it, the more I have to say it! Xiang Yimo already has her own happiness, so don't disturb her. If you like someone, you have to
There are many ways, not necessarily possessive, but you can wait silently and wish her happiness, and she must be happier than yourself!"
It is this belief that has allowed Masako to persevere over the years. Silently guarding Chu Zhanjin, taking good care of his younger brother for him, appearing by his side when he needs her, and appearing by his side when he does not need her.
, she is like an invisible person, not causing him any trouble.
"Perhaps, I am really too selfish." Chu Zhanjin tilted his head back with a tired look on his face, and his voice became hoarse. "Don't worry, in addition to giving Mo'er a share, you will also have a share!"
"Why did you give me your assets?" Masako was stunned.
Chu Zhanjin's breathing became heavier and heavier, "You deserve this!" He suddenly felt his nose wet, and a bitter smell gradually spread. He wiped it with the back of his hand and found it was sticky.
"Jin, you have a nosebleed!" Masako immediately stuffed his nostrils with a tissue, but the heavy flow of blood instantly stained the entire tissue red. Masako was frightened by the amount of blood, and yelled at the driver,
"Go to the hospital quickly!"
Chu Zhanjin's face was haggard, his lips were white, and he immediately stopped him, "There's no need to go to the hospital! Maybe the weather is a little dry and I'm a little angry. It's so embarrassing to go to the hospital for such a trivial matter as a nosebleed!"
Of course he knew why he had a nosebleed. The cancer cells in his mind were compressing the blood vessels. He would definitely be in trouble as soon as he went to the hospital. He already owed Masako so much, and he didn't want to worry her before he died.
The tears swirling in his eyes rolled down. Masako kept taking out tissues and wiping his nosebleeds, "Why can't you stop it? Will you lose too much blood if this continues?"
"It's not that exaggerated!"
The car was filled with the bitter smell of blood, and the paper towels stained with thick blood fell on the car mat, blooming like two-color roses, charming and decadent.
"Found it!" Ren Sichen happily ran into the study room.
"It's getting faster!" Teng Yue poured him a glass of wine, "Drink a little to moisten your throat."
"Yesterday, there was indeed a pig missing from the slaughterhouse in the nearby suburbs. Someone shot it to death with a silenced gun and then dug out the heart. Maybe they thought the pig was heavy and smelly, so they didn't dispose of the pig's carcass."
Nangong Han tapped his slender fingers on the table, "Is this all you found?"
"Same as that box, no fingerprints were collected, it must have been done with gloves on!"
Teng Yue held his chin with one hand, pretending to be serious, "It was either Yao Mina or Ji Zhanxuan who did such a boring and childish thing! It's strange, Ji has the ability to escape to heaven and earth? Or are those policemen just eating shit?
!How come you don’t have any clues after being arrested for so long?”
"Why was Ji Zhanxuan able to escape from prison successfully?" When Nangong Han mentioned him, his voice became low and cold.
"Injured!" Ren Sichen suddenly realized, "Ji Zhanxuan was stabbed into the heart with a branch in prison. Now that he is giving you a complete heart, he is demonstrating to you that he has recovered!"
Nangong Han nodded, "Why has it been so long that the police can't even catch any clues about him? Is it possible that he really disappeared out of thin air?" He raised his thick black eyebrows, "He has no invisibility skills, nor can he escape from the ground.
It’s not surgery, but it’s possible to have plastic surgery!”
Teng Yue suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up, "No wonder there are so many bloody bandages left on the ship. Even if his heart is injured, he can't wrap so many. It's very possible that he had plastic surgery and needed a lot of bandages."
The whole face.”
"According to Ji Zhanxuan's character, he finally escaped just to take revenge on me. How could he keep calm and endure for so long? Obviously, it's not that he doesn't want revenge, but the wound on his face has not healed yet and cannot appear."
“Han, that shot at the ‘Ye-Se’ bar?”
"It wasn't him! With his shooting skills, it was impossible to miss. Moreover, with his level of hatred, if I were at the scene, he should have killed me first, not Momo! So that shot was his lover's
Lisa drove it!" Nangong Han said calmly.
Ren Sichen took a sip of wine and sighed, "What a tragedy! I don't know what Ji Zhanxuan is like now. It's not easy to catch him!"
"Although plastic surgery will change his appearance, the basic outline is difficult to change. I will go back and analyze it and list his approximate appearance after plastic surgery, one by one!" Teng Yue analyzed from a medical perspective that he was familiar with.
"Now, all we have to do is-wait! Wait for him to reveal his true identity!"
"Knock! Knock!" Xiang Yimo knocked on the door and stood at the door of the study, "The meal is ready. Are you hungry?"
Teng Yue immediately put down his wine glass, "Xiao Momo, have you cooked today?"
"Of course! I specially prepared a table of delicious dishes for you!"