Jing Jiaren's eyes caught sight of the watch on his wrist, and she couldn't help but think of New Year's Eve.
Didn't Wilson say later that he threw away the watch?
Ximen Longting noticed her gaze, lowered his eyes and said, "I found the sketch pad when I was picking up this watch."
"Since you threw it away, why should you pick it up again?"
"Because I can't bear it."
"Do you think you can pick up the feelings you threw away?" Jing Jiaren's eyes were cold, "I also threw away my watch, I won't go back and pick it up!"
This watch is a pair, and we agreed to go together every minute and every second.
As a result, both of them threw away their watches, which was really ironic.
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "I have already sent someone to salvage in Repulse Bay."
Jing Jiaren's expression changed.
"You throw it away, I'll pick it up for you."
"I will throw it away after I pick it up -" Jing Jiaren did not dare to tell him. After he turned around and left, she had already jumped into the lake to pick it up. Although it was later salvaged by Leng Lintian, she is still with him now.
in the room.
Ximen Longting said nothing and continued to glue the sketch paper.
"Did you hear me? I don't want to pick it up, so don't pick it up!"
"You eat first."
"..."
"Have you forgotten what the doctor just said?" Ximen Longting was about to get up and come over to feed her.
Jing Jiaren was busy drinking it by herself.
At this time, Ximen Longting's cell phone rang.
He picked up the call, responded a few words, glanced at Jing Jiaren, and then hung up.
Jing Jiaren stared at him: "Is it about me?"
"There are no surveillance cameras on that stretch of road to the countryside," Ximen Longting closed his phone, "I'm investigating the cause of your accident."
The porridge in Jing Jia's mouth became even more tasteless.
"According to the investigation, it was a malicious collision between two cars. The car that fell on the field was completely burned, leaving only an unrecognizable female body..."
Jing Jiaren's stomach turned and she was about to vomit.
Ximen Longting came over in a few steps, picked up the paper basket and handed it to her.
Jing Jiaren vomited in disgust, thinking of the bloody car accident scene made her want to vomit.
Ximen Longting patted her back gently: "It's my fault, I shouldn't mention it to you."
"Do you know who that female corpse is?"
"I asked someone to conduct an identity check on her belongings, but the results have not yet been obtained."
"It's Jing Meilin."
Ximen Longting's body suddenly stiffened. He was confused about the names of the three daughters of the Jing family and thought they were the second daughter "Jing Meixue" who died for Jing Jiaren.
"Do you still remember her?" Jing Jiaren raised her head and said sarcastically, "Maybe you, the noble one, forget things so much that you have forgotten her!"
Ximen Longting was filled with fear: "Is she still alive?"
He himself buried it.
"Of course she's alive - you sent her to Ethiopia to be a geisha, have you forgotten?"
Ximen Longting relaxed slightly: "Is it her?"
"Otherwise, who else would it be?" Jing Jiaren asked alertly, "Who do you think I'm talking about?"
Why does Ximen Longting's tone sound like someone else is dead?
Ximen Longting's eyes were stern and he changed the subject: "How could she know your route?"
"I'm also wondering, and she has a gun in her hand."
"I will investigate this matter to the end."
Now that I know Jing Meilin's identity, I will use her as a clue to investigate what she has done recently.
"I want to go back to Jing's house." Jing Jiaren also wanted to figure things out.