After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 2 Beicheng Incident (2)

Qianzhe Mian lightly curved her lips: "No need, there is still something to do over there in Lingcheng, I have to go back first."

Looking back, he didn't see Ji Anrao's figure. Qianzhe Mian frowned slightly and walked to the freezer.

In front of the freezer, Ji Anrao changed into women's clothing, wearing a long black skirt and long black hair, and hugged herself tightly silently.

"Luoluo..."

When Qian Zhemian opened the door, Ji Anrao cried so hard that his shoulders were shaking. His tears fell on the ground, but he didn't make a sound.

"The identity has been prepared for you, take her home." Qian Zhemian stood at the door, with a hint of anger hidden in his eyes.

Ji Anrao turned to look at Qianzhe Mian, with tears on his face and shock in his eyes: "Teacher, you..."

How do you know about my relationship with her?How do you know I want to take her home?

She cried so hard that she couldn't say anything else, and stared at Qianzhe Mian with a pair of wet, red and swollen eyes.

"If I don't even know this, I'm not worthy of being your teacher." Qian Zhemian put his hands in his pockets, expressionless, "What's more, the letter you wrote to her last year was originally undeliverable. I sent someone to deliver it to Qiu Shiluo."

"Anrao." Qian Zhemian knelt down, his eyes level with hers, and handed her a human skin mask, "You kept talking about it when you were building the house that day, it was for Qiu Shiluo. Let's go. Take her home and don’t let her stay here.”

"It's too cold here."

Ji Anrao wiped away his tears, unzipped the skirt, turned it back into men's clothing, put her hair up again, took out the wig and mask from the skirt pocket and put them on.

She bent down and traced Qiu Shiluo's eyebrows with her slender fingers through the glass cover. After a long while, she took the human skin mask and put it on, and then went to Director Zhao with the identity information Qianzhe Mian made for her.

Qian Zhemian looked at her figure and dialed a number: "Director Zhao, it's me, Qian Zhemian."

"I happen to know the deceased's friend. She is willing to take back the deceased's body and belongings. She has just arrived in town. I asked her to find you now."

"Excuse me, Professor Qian. I wonder which direction she came from?"

"She entered through the back door." Qianzhe Mian casually left the freezer, "She is a girl, 1.7 meters [-], her surname is Ji."

A few minutes later, Ji Anrao watched with his own eyes as the staff of the police station carried the body to the car. He burst into tears along the way.

Three hours later, near noon, Qiu Shiluo's relics and ashes were placed in a cardboard box and handed over to Ji Anrao.

Ji Anrao held the cardboard box in his arms and got into Qian Zhemian's car with his eyes red and swollen.

"Have you brought everything?" Qian Zhemian was holding two bags, one black and one white, and a black toolbox on his back.

Ji Anrao nodded: "It's all in that bag."

Qian Zhemian put his bag away, got into the cab, stepped on the accelerator, and the black sports car jumped out and left Qizhen.

At the door of the police station, a tall man stood in the noon sun, watching the black sports car leave. Director Zhao stood beside him with a flattering smile: "Master Qin, why did this case alert you to become the person in charge? Is it the will of the Holy Spirit?"

Qin Yelan held the cigarette between his middle and index fingers, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke. His gentle brows and eyes were faintly smiling, and his voice was very soft, as if he was recalling something, "I found my little girl."

"What did you say?" Director Zhao didn't hear clearly.

"It's okay." Qin Yelan came back to his senses, put out the cigarette, chuckled, and walked out, "You keep an eye on this side, and keep an eye on the border for me for the time being. I have to go to Lingcheng for something. .”

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"Teacher, I don't believe Luo Luo will leave me alone." Ji Anrao, who had been silent for two and a half hours, sat in the passenger seat and stared stubbornly out of the window before finally speaking.

"If you think Qiu Shiluo's death is not that simple." Qianzhe Mian said while turning the steering wheel, "You can check it slowly." She stepped on the brake, opened the door and got out of the car: "Your current condition is not suitable Leave Medicine Valley.”

Ji Anrao was shocked when he heard this: "Teacher?"

Qianzhe Mian walked forward minding his own business: "Let's go, we'll talk about it after we enter the Medicine Valley."

Medicine Valley, as the name suggests, is a valley where large areas of medicinal herbs are planted. It has warm seasons and abundant rainfall. It is the largest medicinal plantation area in the world.

In Ji Anrao's yard, thanks to the unique geographical advantages of Medicine Valley, small daisies and bluebells are growing happily.

She slowly knelt on the ground, buried Qiu Shiluo in the place where the flowers were blooming, and planted a pansy there.

After the ceremony of three kneels and nine kowtows, she no longer shed a single tear.

Qian Zhemian just watched like this until Ji Anrao stood up and then slowly spoke: "I want to leave here. You stay here, guard the medicine valley, and stay with Qiu Shiluo."

"Teacher, why do you want to go out suddenly?"

Qianzhe Mian glanced at her and answered the question with a meaning in his eyes: "Protect yourself."

She paced and left Ji Anrao's yard. It was already dusk in Yaogu Valley. She looked at the setting sun on the hilltop in the west. She sat in the car, her fingers beating rapidly on the keyboard, and strings of codes passed through her fingers. Gushing out, until a small red dot appeared on the screen, the corner of her mouth raised a sneer.

The thin lips parted slightly, and the voice was very soft, but it carried a frightening anger.

"The game begins," she said.

The northern suburbs of Lingcheng.

This is the largest bar in Lingcheng, Mo Shou Bar, and a black sports car drove by quietly.

After a while, there was a commotion at the door. I saw a woman at the door. She was wearing a black skirt and a long black windbreaker. Her figure could not be seen. She could only see a palm-sized melon face with a shining white face, and the ends of her eyes were slightly raised. She looks charming, but in fact she has the four characters "No strangers allowed" written all over her face.

"Girl, do you want to come to the bar by yourself?" A man whistled at her.

Looking around, the place with feasting and lights seems to be the beginning of crime.

"Would you like to come and sit in brother's car?" A glass of wine was handed to Qianzhe Mian.

"Brother's bed is big and soft. Do you want to come and lie down?" a man joked.

Qianzhe Mian walked in expressionlessly, stuffed his left hand into the pocket of his windbreaker, and squeezed the silver needle tightly.

"Hey, why don't you, a woman, speak? Don't be mute..."

Several hands grabbed her, and a burst of laughter came from the door. The next second, it turned into a scream.

Just when those hands were about to touch Qianzhe Mian, she moved.

She raised her left hand and inserted a few needles into one of the men's faces. The man screamed and fell to the ground, covering his eyes and rolling.

The silver needle was withdrawn, Qian Zhemian put his hands in his pockets, and kicked the other man to the ground with a sweeping kick.

The last man didn't give up and walked around behind Qian Zhemian. He raised the bottle high and was about to smash it down when Qian Zhemian threw a dagger out of his left sleeve and slashed the man's wrist. Blood spurted out and he felt pain. Let the man let go reflexively, and the man's body will fall forward under the influence of inertia.

(End of this chapter)