In a small town a few streets away, Song Zhixia calmly stepped out of the car, bought a spiced sesame seed cake, and stopped in front of a stall to pick out antique gadgets. Just now, there was a car crash and a gunfight, and now
No one followed her, so she felt much more at ease knowing that Qinghui and Jiangli, who were sent by her father to protect her, had dealt with the people from the Security Bureau.
A little girl of four or five years old came over and stretched out her dirty hands to touch a cloth tiger.
"Hey! Little beggar! Don't touch my things! Go, go, and stay here!" The stall owner scolded her angrily, staring at her dirty clothes full of holes in disgust.
"Do you like this cloth tiger?" Song Zhixia leaned over and asked the poor little girl with a smile. At this time, she had taken off her disguise and returned to her original appearance. She was really a woman with outstanding appearance, and her facial features were better than hers.
Mother June Snow is even more beautiful. Her appearance is very bewitching. At this moment, she smiles brightly, revealing two shallow pear pits and two rows of smooth teeth like broken jade, which makes people think that she is delicate and well-behaved.
The little girl nodded shyly, but her attention was distracted by the fragrant sesame cake in Song Zhixia's hand.
Song Zhixia looked at her greedy look and was about to drool. She chuckled, touched her head gently and said, "If you go with your sister, you will not only be able to play with cloth tigers, but you will also have countless delicious food."
The little girl's eyes were bright, looking expectantly at the beautiful sister in front of her, and asked with some excitement: "Can I eat sesame cakes too?"
Song Zhixia was amused by her and said, "Of course, little girl, what else do you want to eat besides sesame cakes?"
"I also want to eat meat. The taste of meat is so delicious. I want to eat pork, beef, and chicken!"
"Okay, I'll let you eat as much as you want. Boss, I'll buy this cloth tiger." Song Zhixia put the bought cloth tiger into the little girl's hand, and then pulled her to buy some sesame seed cakes and chicken steaks.
"Sister, are you going to take me home?" The little girl bit into the sesame seed cakes with big mouthfuls, her mouth was full, and she looked like a little monkey.
Song Zhixia said softly: "Yes, sister has many, many family members and friends. If you go home with me, you can live a good life without being bullied. Okay?"
"Okay!" The little girl nodded vigorously.
"Do you have a name?"
"No, I have no parents, and no one named me. They all call me little beggar, but I don't like them calling me that." The little girl said disappointedly.
"Then sister, please give you a name, Lu Ying. Can I call you Lu Ying?"
The little girl tilted her head and looked at Song Zhixia, who had a doting smile on her face. She wiped her oily mouth and nodded in agreement. At this moment, little Lu Ying, who was so happy because of the delicious food, didn't know what would be waiting for her in the future.
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The dazzling sunlight shone through the window on the hospital bed. Zhuo Jin, who was resting, frowned, turned over with difficulty, and covered her head with the quilt. She vaguely heard a woman talking softly to the medical staff, who was probably coming.
It's the person named Liu Weike from the Security Bureau. Due to physical reasons, she has been in this hospital for a day and a half. During this period, she was almost in a coma except for eating. She was originally seriously ill, and she has experienced it again these days.
After so much suffering, it would be nice if he didn't die so exhausted mentally and physically.
The Security Bureau probably couldn't wait to interrogate her. Zhuo Jin knew that there was no point in delaying it. The sooner she handled Zou Hong's matter, the sooner her brother Xiaofei would be able to see the light of day again. She sat up with her weak body and said to
Liu Weike, who was in front of the hospital bed, smiled and said, "You're here."
"Well, are you feeling better?" Liu Weike knew that this woman was not simple, and what happened at Rongshen University was closely related to her. But seeing her who was so thin that she could barely hold up the hospital gown, she subconsciously used
A gentle tone. When his eyes glanced at the explosive device that had not yet been deactivated on Zhuo Jin's neck, Liu Weike couldn't bear to question this person who was constantly threatened with death.
Zhuo Jin said calmly: "It's much better, I don't have to worry about you anymore."
"Don't worry, we will definitely find a way to properly deal with this thing on your neck. There are many capable people in the Security Bureau, so don't worry."
Zhuo Jin lowered his head and looked at his skinny arms quietly, and said softly: "Actually, you don't need to worry. I, a guy driven by evil people, made an unforgivable mistake and deserved to die. Besides, I
I have always been a sick man, and my time is running out. Are you here to take me back for trial? I promise that I will explain everything I know clearly, which can be regarded as a small amount of compensation for the mistakes I made."
Liu Weike said: "Thank you for your cooperation. I will help you fight for a lighter sentence. And your brother, didn't you say he was hidden? We will try our best to find his whereabouts."
"Thank you." Zhuo Jin avoided Liu Weike's gaze unnaturally. She fiddled with the old and slightly mottled ring on her little finger and said, "Before I go to trial, can you let me fulfill one wish?"
"What wish?"
"I want to buy a skirt, can you go with me? I have lived for so many years, and the most I have worn is a plain hospital gown, and I have never worn a skirt." Zhuo Jin looked at Liu Weike expectantly.
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The doctor here just mentioned to Liu Weike that Zhuo Jin has an incurable disease and has been ill for a long time. Some of his organs have failed. He may not be able to survive for long. It's just a wish to buy a skirt. Liu
Wei Ke is not that unkind. "No problem, just prepare yourself. I will take you to the Security Bureau in a moment. I will stop at the mall on the way."
An hour later, Zhuo Jin was slowly choosing a dress at a counter. The clerk next to him followed closely this strange customer who looked like he might faint at any time. He was afraid that Zhuo Jin, who had been coughing, would spit out a mouthful of blood and stain a certain item with a high price.
Expensive clothes worth her monthly salary.
"I'm sorry, beauty, that dress is not your size. You are too thin."
"Oh, that's it." Zhuo Jin regretfully put back the printed chiffon skirt with a one-piece neckline. She was as thin as a bamboo pole and how could she hold up the skirt unless she used a few clips or a
The elastic band helped to tie her to the skirt tightly.
"I want to try this one." Zhuo Jin picked up a red lace dress and couldn't wait to enter the fitting room before the clerk could say anything.
Zhuo Jin changed her clothes and walked out, staring at herself in the mirror with a smile on her face. The clerk on the side shook her head helplessly. The skirt was originally a very figure-flattering style, but Zhuo Jin was too thin, as if she was wearing it secretly.
A child in her mother's clothes. The neckline was a bit wide and drooped on her shoulders, which didn't fit well. The overly bright red made Zhuo Jin's face pale and bloodless, and her dull lip color made her look uncomfortable.
She looked like a lifeless female ghost. Her long, sparse hair stuck to her scalp and hung in locks on her shoulders.
The clerk wanted to say that the skirt was not suitable for Zhuo Jin, but he swallowed the words back. This customer is so skinny that everything he wears looks like a sack. If he continues to choose, he might not be able to find something more suitable. Besides, look at this girl.
My son looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his face. He must have liked this red dress. The clerk said politely: "You have a good eye for beauties. This is our new model and it is selling well."
"Then let's take this one." Zhuo Jin paid the money, sat in a bright red dress and twirled in front of Liu Weike, and asked, "How do you like it?"
"Very good." Liu Weike looked at her with a sour nose, still holding the lily that Zhuo Jin had just bought in her hand. The girl, who was about to die, bought clothes and flowers, as if she wanted to dress up for the last time.
yourself, so as not to face death in too much embarrassment.
However, even if medical skills are advanced and can extend her life, so what, what awaits her is still prison. Liu Weike reminded herself not to sympathize with her too much. Zhuo Jin is guilty and will be tried, and she must help restore the facts.
The truth. You should not have any emotional tendencies so as not to affect your subsequent judgment.
On the way to the Security Bureau headquarters, Zhuo Jin leaned on her seat and looked at the scene on the street with a peaceful smile on her face.
Liu Weike said: "Something happened in the bureau. I have to go to a meeting first. I'm afraid I have to lock you up for a while before I can start the interrogation."
"Okay." She said calmly, and after a while she suddenly asked: "Captain Liu, who do you think is more worthy of your trust, me or Zou Hong?"
Liu Weike secretly wondered why she would ask such a question at this time. "I don't know. I will not doubt anyone easily, nor will I trust anyone easily."
"Actually, Zou Hong and I are not good people. But everything she does is for herself, and everything I do is for my brother." She looked at her face reflected in the car window and smiled.
The meaning gradually disappears.
"No matter who it is for, you have no right to ignore the lives of others."
Zhuo Jin looked back at Liu Weike's calm face and murmured: "You are right, both of us will be punished."
