Not long after, Stella opened the door sleepily. When she saw Wang Jian, she nodded, turned around and jumped towards the room. Fortunately, there was a wall to support her, otherwise she might not have been able to complete it.
Wang Jian quickly stepped forward, skillfully grabbed her arm and supported her.
After one night, Stella was a little unaccustomed to such contact. She resisted subconsciously and soon became quiet again.
Helping the woman sit down, Wang Jian watched her habitually lift her feet slightly to prevent them from touching the floor.
"It's still early, can I give you a massage again?"
Stella was about to nod when she suddenly thought of Wang Jian's random joke yesterday and shook her head repeatedly.
Wang Jian smiled and said, "Okay, let's find a hospital. That'll be fine."
"No, I have something else to do today, so it will be a little later."
Wang Jian pondered for a moment; "What about your father?"
"Um."
"Has the murderer not been found yet?"
Stella was a little depressed; "No, I don't plan to stay in Venice anymore. Moreover, the body has been autopsyed and the information must be complete. I want to incinerate it and take it back to Philadelphia."
Wang Jian nodded: "This is what it should be. We Chinese people all say that fallen leaves return to their roots. In this case, I will send you to deal with these things first."
"Thank you." Stella's face improved a lot, "Would this bother you a lot?"
Wang Jian shook his head and laughed: "I am also traveling in Venice. I have been there for two days. I originally planned to go back to the Lighthouse Country."
"The same to you?"
"Well." Wang Jian obviously didn't want to say anything more on this topic, "It's getting late. Let's go have breakfast first, then deal with your matters, and then give you a massage."
At this point, seeing Stella wanted to say something, he continued: "Don't think too much about it. These are all mistakes I made, so they should be solved. Your injury needs to be massaged for another six days before it can be completely treated."
Get well, I'll follow you these days. I have nothing to do anyway, as long as you don't find it troublesome."
Stella hesitated for a moment, but finally said nothing, just whispered: "No matter what, thank you very much."
The woman obviously didn't sleep much last night and had just woken up now.
I wasn't very angry when I woke up, but my face was haggard and I couldn't say that I was very attractive.
I made an appointment with Wang Jian at a time, and after Wang Jian went out, I started to wash up.
When he saw his disheveled and haggard appearance in the mirror, his mouth opened wide, with some annoyance on his face.
Half an hour later, Wang Jian, who was practicing in his room, was interrupted. After waking up, he picked up his backpack and went out.
The backpack is a cover-up, and it contains mostly small items such as clothing.
Knocking on Stella’s door, it was quickly opened.
After washing, Stella was dressed in a women's suit and a white striped shirt, obviously different from yesterday.
Her tall figure and long blond hair exude a strong charm.
It is very different from when I first got up. Sure enough, women still have to be neat and tidy to be more attractive.
"Let's go."
He naturally walked to Stella's right side and put his arms around her waist.
Stella was slightly stiff, but quickly returned to her natural state.
The two of them were talking while walking. It was all nonsense, which could barely lighten the atmosphere.
After having breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Stella was shocked by the plates spread out in front of Wang Jian.
Wang Jian shrugged: "I am a martial arts practitioner, so my food intake is several times that of ordinary people. Don't worry, I won't gain weight."
Saying that, enjoy the meal.
Italian cuisine is still very famous, and the hotel's breakfast is also very good. Wang Jian enjoyed it very much.
Now his internal organs have been strengthened to a certain extent, and his strength has exceeded 400 kilograms. Due to the cultivation of Qi, blood and internal strength, his appetite has reached more than six times that of ordinary people.
If it were medicated food, the portion would be smaller. Unfortunately, this condition was not available here, and it was even less possible for him to take out the medicated food and eat it himself.
After eating a huge breakfast, he took out a stainless steel thermos cup from his backpack. After opening it, a strong medicinal aroma immediately emitted.
Stella, who had finished eating and was waiting, looked at the thermos cup curiously, smelling the medicinal smell in it, and her body felt a little warm.
Wang Jian took a big sip, but in fact he had finished the bowl of medicinal soup in the thermos cup. When he closed it, it seemed as if there was still some residue inside.
"This is a medicinal diet, um, not a medicine. It supplements the body's calories and nutrients."
The conditions are simple, so that's all.
Stella was dumbfounded. After eating a large portion of breakfast for six people, they still had to supplement their calories and nutrients. Who are these people?
She looked Wang Jian up and down. This was the first time she had observed Wang Jian so carefully and carefully.
Wang Jian's figure is ordinary, even a little thin, and he doesn't look like someone with such weight.
However, when I thought about the other person bumping into me yesterday, my left leg immediately started to hurt so much that I lost the ability to walk. Later, during the massage, a heat spread across my calf, which was extremely strange.
Now that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with him.
But obviously, Stella had no intention of exploring these things now. Seeing that Wang Jian had eaten well, she was helped out of the hotel.
"Let me carry you. It's faster this way."
The hospital and the police station are not far away, a few hundred meters away, which is the only way to go without a car.
Stella nodded and lay on Wang Jian's back without saying a word.
The two of them were walking, and Wang Jian was talking casually, but the woman on his back became less interested as she got closer to the police station.
Wang Jian finally shut up, and the two of them walked in silence.
At the police station, Stella handled some necessary procedures for collecting the body.
John Bridger was shot and killed, apparently as a possible murder.
But the police had no clue and only found a car at the bottom of the river with bullet holes all over it.
The guardrail on the bridge was hit by a car. Judging from the situation at the scene, it should have been intercepted by two vehicles. In the end, the deceased drove into the river and was eventually killed.
According to the scene, there should be other people around the deceased, but unfortunately, no one called the police, which left the police with no clue and nothing to do.
They also vaguely found out that John Bridger was probably hiding something, but now that everyone was dead, what else could they do.
After the autopsy, the body is of no use and it does not matter if it is taken away and cremated.
So the procedure went quickly. In the afternoon, under the arrangement of the police, the two went to a church that specializes in cremation.
When John was cremated, although Stella did not cry hoarsely and was even suppressing herself, she was trembling all over and bursting into tears.
No matter how good Wang Jian is, he doesn't have the heart to care about this at the moment.
Looking at the grief-stricken woman, he sighed and hugged her naturally. The woman lay in his arms and couldn't help crying.
People are so fragile, no one knows whether the next moment will be the end of life.
Therefore, in order to avoid being burned to ashes under such a flame one day in the future, then work hard.