Chapter 34 Xu Qingxi

Chapter 34 Xu Qingxi

◎Isn't your last name Mei?◎

First day of fishing.

Zhu Feipeng drove on the main road until midnight.

In the 1990s, the per capita car ownership rate in Xing City was low. When a black Audi 100 was running on the road, people cast envious glances at it, but no one dared to stop it.

Day 2 of fishing.

Zhu Feipeng continued to drive around on the main city roads such as Development Avenue and Friendship Avenue, but still got nothing.

The night wind is like water, but my mood is not good at all.

The third day of fishing.

Zhu Feipeng yawned as he arrived at the office and complained to Xu Songling, "I didn't meet anyone. It's so boring!"

Xu Songling hesitated for a moment and said, "Let Ji Zhao paint the portrait."

Ji Zhao joined the fishing operation and began to draw portraits based on possible information provided by the anti-pornography team.

"Young, big breasts, thin waist, and full of dust."

"You don't have to have an outstanding appearance, but you must wear heavy makeup."

"To attract the attention of male drivers, they may dress scantily or to show off their figure. For example... short skirts, tight tops, low necklines, high heels."

"Exaggerated jewelry, sparkling, can be seen even from a distance."

Ji Zhao had painted countless human bodies while learning to paint, but some of the descriptions were too abstract, so he hesitated and turned to look at Zhao Xiangwan.

【What is the smell of dust? 】

The little skylark tilted its head and squatted obediently on the tree branch, with curiosity shining in its big eyes. The wind and snow stopped, the sun shone in every corner, the snow on the ground gradually melted, and a large lawn was exposed under the big tree.

When Zhao Xiangwan saw this picture, his mood was involuntarily affected and he explained it patiently.

"The eyes are wandering, and they tend to lower their heads. They look down first, then slowly raise their heads, looking at people from bottom to top, with a hint of charm. They like to talk with their heads tilted to show submission and flattery. They draw curved eyebrows, eyeliner, and lipstick to magnify their facial features as much as possible and reduce the amount of white space on their faces. The more curved the eyebrows, the gentler they are; the bigger the eyes, the more innocent they appear; the Redder the lips, the healthier they appear.

This line of work is a job for young people. At first, they are still innocent, but as time goes by, they become sophisticated and may even smoke. Oh, and there is also hair. Long and curly hair makes one look more feminine. If it is just facial features, the smell of dust can be roughly expressed through these. "

After hearing this, Ji Zhao seemed to understand something and began to sketch on the white paper with the brush in his hand.

She has an oval face, big eyes, a pouty mouth, long curly hair, and her eyes are looking upwards. There is a seductive charm in her eyes. She has two shiny diamond-shaped pendant earrings on her ears and a shiny gold necklace around her neck. She is wearing a low-necked cardigan that reveals a large part of her chest, a black leather skirt, long white legs, and a pair of pointed black leather shoes. She stands there lazily, holding a cigarette between her fingertips.

Everyone said "Wow~~"

Isn't this too realistic?!

The anti-pornography team thought Ji Zhao was a god. This portrait almost condensed the characteristics of those prostitutes they caught, especially the look in her eyes, which was not only charming but also a bit cynical. You could tell at a glance that she was a woman who did illicit things.

Zhao Xiangwan was also surprised. Ji Zhao's understanding and expression were amazing. She only said a few common characteristics of prostitutes, but her words were still vague.

Ordinary portrait artists will break down a person's face into several components, such as face shape, eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hair, neck... and then divide these components into several types for combination.

Face shapes include oval face, long face, square face, square face, round face...

Eyes include almond eyes, peacock eyes, peach blossom eyes, fox eyes, triangular eyes...

By combining different types of materials such as other people's descriptions or photos, you can draw a face.

But Ji Zhao is completely different.

He not only paints the face, he paints the whole body.

He does not need to know the other person's face shape, eyebrows, or eyes. He can draw a portrait with a high degree of fit and restoration based on the emotional description of others.

There is no more accurate word to describe this kind of talent except genius.

The joy in Zhao Xiangwan's eyes gave Ji Zhao great encouragement. Without waiting for her to speak, Ji Zhao took the portrait rings off the drawing board, threw it aside, and continued to paint the next one. This time, she had an oval face, peach blossom eyes, a blood-red mouth, medium-length curly hair, fluffy and trendy bangs, big hoop earrings, exaggerated, a pullover, and tight jeans.

Once again, the anti-pornography team exclaimed: "Yes, yes, yes, the Qing Jie we arrested last time had this style!"

More and more policemen gathered around. Because Zhao Xiangwan was standing beside him, Ji Zhao, who was originally socially anxious, did not get nervous or timid. He continued to draw the third and fourth pictures...

Looking at these vivid portraits, the anti-pornography team leader slapped his thigh and said, "Why bother with this in the future? We can just arrest people based on Ji Zhao's portraits."

Ha ha ha ha……

A burst of lively laughter broke out in the municipal bureau office building.

With Ji Zhao's portrait, Zhu Feipeng felt more confident when carrying out his mission at night. If he met such a woman on the road, he could try to stop and chat with her even if she didn't take the initiative.

On Friday night, Zhu Feipeng wandered around several main roads in the city for three hours, but found nothing. All he saw were workers getting off the night shift and drunk pedestrians, but not a single prostitute.

On Saturday night, Zhu Feipeng spotted two women who looked a bit like the women in the painting. He struck up a conversation with them, and they started negotiating a price. He was extremely nervous, and Xu Songling and others who followed him were ready to arrest them at any time.

Unexpectedly, the two women had the same characteristics. They both opened the car door after chatting with Zhu Feipeng for a few words, and asked as soon as they got in the car, "Go to your house? Or get a room?"

"whispering sound--"

Xu Songling and others heard this from the intercom and sighed in disappointment. Well, this is not the person we are looking for.

The Dust Girl is indeed a Dust Girl, but it's a pity that she is not the murderer.

If her goal was to lead him to their accomplices, she would definitely not ask about your home.

After not catching any fish for several nights in a row, Zhu Feipeng was a little discouraged. When he drove out on Sunday, he muttered to himself, "Captain Xu, we haven't found anyone for several days. Is our method really useful? Could it be that the gang is a vagrant and has left Xing City when they saw the situation was not good?"

Xu Songling's face was stern. "These guys finally settled down in Xing City. Murder, corpse disposal, and stolen property all require a large number of people and a relatively fixed location. How could they just stop and leave after doing three crimes? They just think that the situation is tense now, so they have restrained their actions. Don't lose heart, keep going, and you will gain something."

On Sunday, there was still no harvest.

Zhao Xiangwan had a full class on Monday, so he didn't go to the city police station. At nine o'clock in the evening, the dormitory manager downstairs suddenly came up and knocked on the door, her voice urgent: "Zhao Xiangwan, you go downstairs immediately, Officer Xu from the city police station said there is an emergency."

Zhao Xiangwan's heart trembled, and he rushed downstairs. Xu Songling was waiting at the door of the dormitory building in a police car, and shouted, "Get in the car!"

Zhao Xiangwan didn't have time to listen to his thoughts, and asked breathlessly: "What happened to Zhu Feipeng?" He came to look for her so late, it must be that Zhu Feipeng found someone!

Xu Songling said succinctly: "I'm injured and in the hospital. Don't worry, I won't die."

Downstairs in the girls' dormitory, a street lamp was lit alone. Xu Songling's dark face looked a little stiff, and his eyes flashed with suppressed anger.

Thinking of Zhu Feipeng, who usually loves to be lively, generous and enthusiastic, Zhao Xiangwan felt a tightness in her chest. She quickly jumped into the car and asked, "Where are we going now?"

Xu Songling said: "He Mingyu and others are guarding the hospital. I will take you to pick up Ji Zhao. Fortunately, Zhu Feipeng was in good health this time and escaped halfway. The two women who hijacked his car asked Ji Zhao to draw a picture. We will start a city-wide search overnight!"

Zhao Xiangwan didn't say much, just nodded and said, "Okay!"

No wonder he had to come to see her at night, it turned out that he had to use Ji Zhao. Although Ji Zhao was more relaxed now, he still didn't communicate with others, only listening to Zhao Xiangwan. If he wanted to paint a portrait, Zhao Xiangwan had to act as a middleman to get the message across.

The iron gate slowly opened. The Ji family's luxurious villa covered a large area and was very spectacular, but unfortunately no one was in the mood to visit.

Ji Jinmao usually kept a strict eye on Ji Zhao, but as long as Zhao Xiangwan was around, he would feel at ease and personally take Ji Zhao out of the studio and put him in Xu Songling's car.

Ji Zhao got on the bus with his painting folder on his back and sat next to Zhao Xiangwan in an orderly manner. He originally thought that he would have to wait until Thursday afternoon to see Zhao Xiangwan after Sunday, but he didn't expect to see him on Monday. His eyes were full of joy.

There was no need for Ji Zhao to speak. As soon as he approached, his inner picture appeared in Zhao Xiangwan's mind. The sun was shining brightly, and large tracts of grass had appeared in the snow-covered wilderness. Larks were chirping on the branches, and the originally lonely world became alive.

Zhao Xiangwan was worried about Zhu Feipeng who was still in the hospital, so she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ji Zhao felt her pressure. The skylark stopped singing and the scene suddenly became still.

【What's wrong? You're unhappy. 】

This was the first time Ji Zhao paid attention to other people.

Zhao Xiangwan replied softly: "Zhu Feipeng was injured and is now in the hospital for treatment."

【Zhu Feipeng, who is it? 】

"Our colleague, the young male police officer who talks the most. He is tall and has a good physique."

【Oh, the one wearing the Bulgari watch. 】

Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Ji Zhao. He paid attention to details differently from ordinary people. "Yes, he was injured while on duty, so I am not very happy."

【He is injured, why are you unhappy? 】

"Because we are friends."

【friend……】

Ji Zhao fell into deep thought and began to chew on this term over and over again.

The carriage suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Xiangwan turned around and looked out the car window. Thousands of lights were twinkling, but did you know that someone was guarding the lights of this city?

[Am I your friend? ]

Ji Zhao's question was not very confident, and there was a hint of stubbornness in the young boy's voice.

Zhao Xiangwan said without hesitation: "Of course."

[If I get hurt, you'll be unhappy too, right? ]

"yes."

[If you get hurt, I will be unhappy too. ]

Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at Ji Zhao. His beautiful eyes had dark pupils that gathered all the starlight, reflecting the constantly moving lights outside the window.

Zhao Xiangwan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it."

In the ward.

Zhu Feipeng was lying on the hospital bed, his face covered with wounds, wrapped in gauze, with only his eyes showing. His usual exuberance was completely restrained, leaving only a weak smile. When he saw Zhao Xiangwan, his eyes lit up, and he wanted to raise his arms, but his cheeks twitched, and he gasped for air, and had to give up.

Zhao Xiangwan was not used to Zhu Feipeng like this. She quickly approached him, turned around and asked He Mingyu who had been guarding him by the bed, "What happened?"

There was a hint of fear in He Mingyu's eyes as he quietly described the process of tonight's fishing operation.

Just like the previous times, Zhu Feipeng drove his black Audi 100 on the most prosperous development avenue in Xing City. From the nervousness of the first day of the mission to the feeling of the wind blowing through the car window, Zhu Feipeng's attitude became more and more relaxed.

He Mingyu sat in Captain Xu's car, contacting him from time to time through the intercom. Zhu Feipeng's car was slowing down and speeding up, and the distance between them was getting larger and larger.

Suddenly, Zhu Feipeng's excited voice came from the intercom: "Oh my god! The fish appeared..."

Xu Songling's mind was tense: "Don't worry, wait until we get closer."

Zhu Feipeng said excitedly: "I saw it, someone was waving to stop the car, it was a woman!"

He Mingyu reminded him again: "Calm down, slow down, and wait for us to get closer."

Zhu Feipeng was laughing and not serious. If he was a little scared when he heard about the vicious criminal gang, now after several consecutive failures, he felt a little more expectant. It was because of this expectation that he was no longer cautious and relaxed his vigilance when facing the two young ladies standing in front of the car.

On the side of the road, under the dim street lights, stood two women.

One of them was waving his hands and shouting something.

As the car got closer, Zhu Feipeng felt a little disappointed.

Unlike the portraits Ji Zhao painted, they were not dressed too sexy. One of them seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with two small braids, a small face glowing under the street light, and big eyes full of fear.

As soon as she saw Zhu Feipeng stop the car, tears started to fall from the girl's eyes and she shouted, "Brother, brother, help me, my sister is about to give birth!"

Zhu Feipeng looked to the side and realized that the woman the girl was holding had a bulging belly. Her face, wrapped in a headscarf, seemed to be twisted in pain and his features were not clear. His heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said, "The pregnant woman is giving birth. It's urgent. I'll take them to the hospital." Then he hung up the intercom.

He Mingyu called again, but could not be reached.

Zhu Feipeng got out of the car and opened the door. The girl thanked him while helping the pregnant woman into the back seat. Zhu Feipeng was kind-hearted and could not bear to see women and children suffer. He did not have time to look closely and quickly got into the driver's seat. Just as he was about to start the car, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and everything in front of him went dark.

When he finally woke up, Zhu Feipeng found himself lying in the back seat with his hands tied behind his back. The pregnant woman was driving, and the pretty girl who asked for help was sitting in the passenger seat, urging him, "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"

The pregnant woman replied impatiently: "Don't rush me, I'm driving fast enough." The voice was rough, clearly that of a man!

Zhu Feipeng wanted to slap himself to death. He had been a criminal police officer for three years and had seen so many strange human hearts, but today he was deceived by a naive girl and a pot-bellied man!

Trying to control his breathing, Zhu Feipeng moved his wrists little by little. The rope was tied very tightly, but there was still room for movement. The trained Zhu Feipeng took a while to finally loosen it, freeing his hands.

The person who knocked him out didn't seem to expect that he would wake up so quickly, talking while driving.

"Damn, this car is great! After all, it's an imported car, so it's shock-resistant, soundproof, and has a powerful engine. I'll modify it when I get home, spray paint it, and sell it in a neighboring province. It will definitely fetch a good price."

"What about this brother?"

"What? You can't bear to part with this pretty boy? When we get there, we'll beat him to death with a stick and sink him into the pond next to us. Anyway, after this job is done, we'll all have to move on."

Hearing this, the girl couldn't bear it and turned her head to look at Zhu Feipeng lying in the back seat. As soon as she saw him, her pupils suddenly shrank and she screamed, "He, he's awake!"

The man driving the car panicked and swerved the steering wheel.

"Bang--" With a sudden brake, the car almost drifted away.

Zhu Feipeng no longer hesitated. He sat up suddenly, stretched out his hands, and began to seize the driving rights.

The girl screamed and tried to pry his hand apart, then she bit it in a hurry.

Zhu Feipeng was in unbearable pain, so he swung his right hand and threw the girl away. However, this throw gave the driver an opportunity to turn around and punch him in the head.

"Boom!" The vehicle lost control, hit the central railing of the road, flipped in the air, and finally flew towards the green belt on the side of the road.

By the time Xu Songling and others arrived by car, the two people who blocked the car had already fled the scene, leaving Zhu Feipeng lying on the ground with blood all over his face.

After being sent to the hospital for examination, it was found that the car accident caused Zhu Feipeng to break his left wrist, suffer soft tissue contusions in many parts of his body, and multiple scratches on his face. Fortunately, there were no internal injuries. In the words of the doctor, he was young and in good health, so he would be fine after some rest.

After hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan realized that her previous plan of a prostitute using her beauty to attract men to stop their cars and pick them up, and then luring them to their destinations and killing and robbing them, was actually a bit biased. The criminal gang was much more cunning than she thought, and they took advantage of people's sympathy.

A fragile little girl and a pregnant woman who was about to give birth stopped a car late at night, and once they got in, they immediately knocked the owner unconscious and drove away. To prevent the owner from waking up and calling the police, they killed him to silence him.

Zhao Xiangwan felt a little annoyed, and there was an apologetic look in his eyes when he looked at Zhu Feipeng.

Zhu Feipeng was open-minded and shook his head gently: "It has nothing to do with you, I was careless." He spent the whole day hunting geese, but was pecked in the eye by a goose!

He Mingyu gave him a reproachful look: "We told you to wait for us, but you refused to listen. How reckless!"

Xu Songling stopped He Mingyu from nagging with his eyes: "Reflect on this when we get back to the group. Now just draw the portrait first."

Everyone in the ward made way for them and turned their eyes to Ji Zhao who was standing quietly at the door.

"Ji Zhao is here, hurry up."

"Ji Zhao, thank you for working overtime tonight and drawing the prisoner's portrait."

"Luckily you are here. Hurry up and paint your portrait. Come, sit here."

Liu Liangju dragged a chair over and placed it next to the bed. Ji Zhao sat down passively, took out paper and pen from his sketchpad, and got ready.

After working together for a long time, Zhu Feipeng gradually got to know Ji Zhao and provided as specific information as possible.

"She has a small round face the size of a palm, big eyes, and looks like a little white rabbit when she looks at people. She has neat bangs, two small braids, and her hair is a little sparse. She is not very tall and petite..."

"Tall, strong, with a big belly, a fierce look, squinting eyes with the corners of the eyes tilted upwards, a gold tooth in his mouth, and very yellow teeth..."

Ji Zhao never looked up when he was painting. As soon as Zhu Feipeng finished speaking, he picked up his brush and started painting.

He has an uncanny ability to extract useful information from almost vague descriptions and express it through pictures.

From vague to concrete, from broad to specific, from feeling to detail, every stroke shows his skill.

In less than half an hour, two figures appeared on the sketch paper.

A petite and adorable little Lolita in a floral shirt and jeans, and a burly, fat, and strong man wrapped in an oversized maternity skirt.

As soon as he saw these two people, Zhu Feipeng's teeth began to grind and he was furious: "It's them!"

Xu Songling took the portrait and shouted, "Starting tonight, organize all police forces to search the entire city!"

By the time Zhao Xiangwan returned to the municipal police station on Thursday afternoon, all the criminals had been arrested.

There are nine people in the gang, five men and four women, all from the same hometown. The youngest is 17 years old and the oldest is 29. The leader is a 23-year-old woman named "Sister Chun" and Sister Chun's boyfriend, 26-year-old "Gui Ge".

Chunjie and Guige are from the same hometown and are also lovers. In the 1980s, the spring breeze of reform and opening up blew into the countryside. Seeing that many villagers went out to work and made money, they were also tempted and went to work in Shenzhen together. Chunjie worked as a worker in a canning factory, while Guige followed his fellow villagers to work in an auto repair factory.

At first, they were quite satisfied with the 20-30 yuan salary they earned after working hard for a month. But as time went by, Gui Ge saw too many luxury cars and rich people, and he began to get impatient.

——Why should he lie flat on his back, covered in grease, and screw in the screws under the chassis of a car, while those rich people sit at a small table, smoking cigarettes and bragging?

——Why can he only get 30 yuan a month after working so hard, while those rich people can earn thousands just by moving their fingers and making a few phone calls?

——Why can he only live in a shabby rental house with his girlfriend, while those rich people drive imported luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan and spend hundreds of dollars on a meal?

The more I think about it, the more unbalanced I feel.

One day, Chun Jie came to the auto repair shop to find Gui Ge. Her pretty face and fit body caught the eye of a car owner. Seeing this, Gui Ge suddenly had some evil thoughts.

The two staged a honey trap, with Chunjie seducing the car owner, and when they checked into a hotel, Guige showed up to catch them in the act and forced them to pay money to settle the matter privately.

I earned one thousand yuan from my first ticket.

From then on, things got out of control. Gui Ge worked in a car repair shop while keeping an eye on wealthy people with families and dignity, and sent Chun Jie to pick them up. The two of them became more and more skilled as a team, and earned more and more money, until a car owner gave him money to get away and called the police, and he was arrested by the Shenzhen police and spent a year in prison.

In prison, Gui Ge met several people of the same trade, and his eyes were opened. After he was released from prison, he gathered several accomplices, opened a car wash, and asked Chun Jie to bring in several sisters from the same hometown. Because of the lesson of being reported to the police by the car owner, Gui Ge became ruthless and simply started a murder and robbery business.

Chunjie and her little sisters dressed up gorgeously, standing by the roadside to stop cars and lead car owners to the car wash. The car owner thought it was just a trick to attract business and didn't pay much attention. The car has to be washed anyway, so why not go to this shop to wash it, spend some money, say a few dirty words, touch hands and faces, it's worth it.

However, what they didn't know was that once they entered this car wash, it would be impossible to return alive.

After committing several murders in Shenzhen, the car wash shop was targeted by the police. Guige was alert and sold the shop, moved to many places, and came to Xing City at the beginning of this year, renting a shop in a remote location. On the surface, it was a car repair shop, but in fact it was a criminal act of tricking drivers into killing and modifying cars for sale.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangwan felt heavy in his heart.

This heavy feeling became even more profound when I was reviewing the little girl who had inspired Zhu Feipeng's kindness together with He Mingyu and Liu Liangju.

The little girl Hehua is 18 years old this year, the same age as Zhao Xiangwan. She grew up in a remote mountain village where men are favored over women. She is from the same village as Chunjie. When Chunjie returned to the village at the end of last year, she happened to meet Hehua's parents who wanted to sell her to a drunkard who beat his wife to death for a hundred yuan dowry. Hehua cried and begged Chunjie to take her away. Seeing her lively eyes and eyebrows, Chunjie took out one hundred and fifty yuan to buy her and took her with her to train her well.

Lotus cried so hard that tears and snot flowed together, and her eyes soaked with tears looked even more charming.

"Police brother, police sister, I didn't know they would kill people. I just came to Xing City with Sister Chun in February this year, and I didn't do anything."

He Mingyu was so angry that her teeth were itching. If it weren't for the pitiful cry of help from the girl in front of him, Zhu Feipeng would not have lost his vigilance. Not only was the car smashed beyond recognition, but the man was still recuperating in the hospital. How could she dare to say that she did nothing?

Thinking of this, He Mingyu asked coldly, "Wang Detang, was it you who came forward?"

Lotus looked up blankly: "Wang Detang?"

Zhao Xiangwan added: "A black Red Flag sedan."

He Hua didn't know Wang Detang's name, but she knew the car. She looked away guiltily: "He was introduced by Sister Chun. Sister Chun said that some men use □□, and some men have to pretend to be pitiful."

The entire gang was arrested. The main culprit knew he was doomed and remained stubborn, but his minions rushed to confess everything.

The first taxi driver was the one that He Hua and Chun Jie took together. Chun Jie flirted with the driver on the way, making him feel itchy. He followed the route she gave him and came to the auto repair shop. He originally thought that he could spend some money to have a whore, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the shop, he was beaten to death by Gui Ge and Meng Ge and thrown into the stinky gutter.

The second businessman was relatively alert, but the pitiful face of He Hua, who came alone, successfully lowered his guard. He liked weak women, and drove He Hua to a nearby hotel. As soon as he parked the car, Meng Ge, who had been waiting for a long time, strangled him to death with a hemp rope. His accomplices buried the body in an orchard next to the hotel.

The third one was Wang Detang. Hehua did not go with them. Chunjie brought another girl named Yan'er, who was wandering on the roadside in revealing clothes and waved coquettishly when she saw a car. It was also a coincidence that day. Wang Detang's heart was aroused by Wei Meihua, and when he saw Chunjie and Yan'er, he stopped the car for some unknown reason.

After rolling down the car window and talking a few words, Wang Detang planned to leave the other party's contact information first, and then return to find her after meeting Zhao Qingyun. Unfortunately, Chun Jie had not gained anything recently, and was a little anxious. She wrapped her arms around Wang Detang's neck, full of seductiveness. Taking advantage of Wang Detang's confusion, Yan'er covered Wang Detang's mouth and nose with a piece of silk, knocking him unconscious. Chun Jie drove the car straight back to the auto repair shop, and Gui Ge beat him to death and threw his body into Luoxia Mountain.

In addition to the three murders in Xing City, this gang also committed crimes in Yue City, Jiangcheng, Wuzhou and other places. One by one, one by one, it is outrageous!

On Friday, the city police ordered the case to be solved within a month.

It took only two weeks to declare the case closed and all the criminals were handed over to the court, where they will face legal sanctions.

Xu Songling breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhao Xiangwan who had remained silent, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? This is not the first time you have been involved in a murder case. Do you feel any psychological pressure?"

Zhao Xiangwan shook her head. She didn't know why, but Chunjie and Hehua, two rural girls who came to the city, made her feel a lot. From the countryside to the city, from poverty to prosperity, from frugality to luxury, when the gap between the rich and the poor was magnified, the imbalance in their hearts made them lose their minds.

As a rural girl, Zhao Xiangwan doesn't want to see such an outcome.

Whose fault is it?

Fate, education, or environment?

Xu Songling couldn't see the turbulent thoughts in Zhao Xiangwan's heart, but Ji Zhao, who had been sitting in the corner of the office, was keenly aware of her entanglement.

Ji Zhao suddenly stood up and sat opposite Zhao Xiangwan, looking at her intently with a pair of dark eyes.

Zhao Xiangwan passively raised his head and made eye contact with him.

【Unhappy, why? 】

The quiet wilderness, the lonely lark, this young man's voice makes Zhao Xiangwan very relaxed. After acquiring the ability to read minds, it is difficult for Zhao Xiangwan to trust others wholeheartedly, but Ji Zhao is an exception. His heart is pure and simple, and his world is only open to Zhao Xiangwan.

“I am a farmer too.”

【You are different. You don’t want to hurt others. 】

"Why hurt people? There are many ways to make money."

【They know no other way.】

Zhao Xiangwan's eyes gradually brightened: "No, actually they know other ways."

【However, they chose to take a shortcut. 】

Suddenly enlightened.

Yes, in fact, there are many paths in this world. Labor can make you rich, studying can change your destiny, and innovation can seize opportunities. However, whether it is labor, studying, or innovation, it requires long-term accumulation, and you have to endure failures, hardships, and difficulties in the early stages. Only with persistent investment can you harvest brilliant flowers.

This is the right path, but it is a long and tortuous road.

Not everyone will choose to take this path.

The lazy, vain, opportunistic, and easy-to-get-something people prefer to take shortcuts.

Zhao Xiangwan stood up, and the heavy feeling was swept away. She looked at Ji Zhao and smiled, "Thank you. It's rare that you can comfort me."

Zhao Xiangwan's figure was reflected in Ji Zhao's eyes, and he smiled brightly.

【Because, we are friends. 】

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To celebrate the successful detection of the driver robbery case, and to thank everyone in the serious crime team for their recognition of Ji Zhao, Ji Jinmao hosted a dinner in the Jewel Hall of the Four Seasons Hotel.

Zhu Feipeng had been lying in the hospital for a few days. When he heard that Ji Jinmao was going to treat him to a meal at the Four Seasons Hotel, his eyes immediately lit up. He hurriedly went through the discharge procedures, and came to the Jewel Hall with a plaster cast and a bandage on his left wrist and a face full of scars that had not yet fully healed.

As Ji Jinmao's right-hand man and the general manager of Four Seasons Hotel, Lu Manning is a strong woman with a strong character. She knows that being a criminal police officer has been her son's dream since he was a child, and it has not changed until now. Therefore, no matter how distressed her son is about his injury, she still supports him. She just told him not to drink, not to eat greasy and spicy food, and not to stay up late, and then let him party with his colleagues.

There was a luxurious round table with flowers in the center, a red carpet with gold flowers, oak furniture, beautiful crystal chandeliers, and an extremely sumptuous dinner. A large group of people sat around the table, all teasing Zhu Feipeng.

"You have three stitches on your face, and they haven't been removed yet. You look like three centipedes. Aren't you afraid of scaring others by leaving the hospital like this?"

"You ran out with your right hand in a cast?"

"You, you, are you going to eat Four Seasons Hotel's food like this?"

Zhu Feipeng was cheerful by nature and didn't mind his colleagues' teasing at all. He smiled and drank a sip of the bonito soup specially cooked for him: "The food in the hospital is so bland, how can it be as delicious as here? Besides, it's a rare treat for Mr. Ji, I'll crawl over here even if I have to crawl!"

Ji Jinmao didn't have much impression of Zhu Feipeng before, he only knew that he was Lu Manning's only son, he would occasionally come to the hotel to treat people to dinner, and he was a spendthrift. As he got to know him better, he gradually formed a three-dimensional image of Zhu Feipeng. Although he was greedy and playful, he was a good criminal policeman who could endure hardships, had a sense of responsibility, and was kind.

Ji Jinmao looked at Zhu Feipeng with a fatherly look and handed him a gold hotel card: "Xiao Zhu, your uncle has something good to give you." There were four rice ears carved in the center of the golden card, surrounded by a circle of yellow dandelion flowers, and a string of raised numbers in the lower right corner.

Zhu Feipeng's eyes lit up and he took it with a smile: "30% off card! Good man, President Ji is spending a lot of money this time."

[Gold card has 30% discount, this is a good thing. This is a card given by President Ji himself, the smaller the number, the more valuable it is. Black card is free, gold card has 30% discount, many people beg for it but can't get it, hehe, I'm giving it away today! ]

Hearing what Zhu Feipeng was thinking, Zhao Xiangwan's eyes fell on the golden card.

The last time he saved Ji Zhao, Ji Jinmao casually slipped her a black card. She didn't care at the time, she just thought the pattern was cute and delicate, so she put it in her wallet.

The black card has the same pattern as the golden card in Zhu Feipeng's hand. The four rice ears represent the four stages of heading, flowering, filling and maturity. The dandelion edges are soft and vivid, full of the wildness of the fields.

Zhao Xiangwan clearly remembered that the number on his black card was 0000006.

Free card, ranked 6th. Does Ji Jinmao consider her as his own family?

Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at Ji Jinmao.

Feeling Zhao Xiangwan's gaze, Ji Jinmao took out another gold card and handed it to her like he was coaxing a child, smiling: "Do you think the gold one looks better? Then I'll give you one too. You can give it to whoever you want in the future."

Zhao Xiangwan waved his hands and didn't take it.

Zhu Feipeng felt itchy and wanted to take it for her, but was stopped by Xu Songling's stern look. He retracted his hand and smiled awkwardly: "If Xiangwan wants to spend money here in the future, just come to me. I'll treat you."

Just after saying this, Zhu Feipeng suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Ji Zhao as if he had discovered a new continent: "He glared at me! Did you see that? Ji Zhao actually glared at people."

Ji Jinmao turned around in surprise and looked at his son.

Ji Zhao lowered his head and said nothing.

[You're the one who's treating me? Humph!]

Zhao Xiangwan clearly saw a skylark chirp on the branch, and his round black eyes rolled back.

Ji Zhao was really getting more and more angry. Zhao Xiangwan pursed his lips, suppressed his laughter, and pretended not to notice the glare he gave Zhu Feipeng just now.

Although he did not see Ji Zhao's reaction, Ji Jinmao understood that since his son followed Zhao Xiangwan into the serious crime squad, his autism symptoms have been alleviated a lot. When talking to him, he would listen, nod, and occasionally shake his head to express refusal. This is a good thing!

If this continues, maybe one day Ji Zhao will be able to live like an ordinary person, get married and have children? Ji Jinmao's heart was burning with excitement. Seeing everyone getting happier, he wanted to serve all the best food, snacks, and drinks in the hotel.

After three rounds of drinks, Zhu Feipeng was obviously exhausted, and Ji Zhao, who disliked socializing, also stood up and left. Xu Songling suggested that the party end.

After passing the lobby on the first floor, a group of people came out of the banquet hall on the west side. The two groups met in the brightly lit lobby, and Zhao Xiangwan found many familiar faces when he glanced at them.

Zhao Qingyun and Wei Meihua walked side by side, talking to a middle-aged couple. The petite Zhao Chenyang, wearing a red dress, walked slowly, talking and laughing with a tall, handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes on his left arm.

Seeing his biological parents and Zhao Chenyang again, Zhao Xiangwan felt calm.

To be honest, if I had been taken to the city by Zhao Qingyun back then, I might not have adapted as well as Zhao Chenyang.

She was first sent to the Xu family to be a daughter for two years, and then returned to Zhao Qingyun after they took their son. The Zhao and Xu families arranged a marriage for the children under the banner of compensation, but in fact it was just a deep bond of interests. Can there be happiness with such emotionless calculations?

Zhao Xiangwan's biological parents abandoned him when he was born. Even if they found him when he was ten years old, how much affection could they have for him? It would be better for him to stay in Zhao Jiagou. Even if he was a little poorer and suffered a little, he had his eldest aunt, cousin, eldest brother and second brother to accompany him, and every step he took was solid.

Now the truth has been revealed, Zhao Chenyang paid two thousand in compensation, Zhao Qingyun paid ten thousand, and the folks of Zhaojiagou gave Zhao Xiangwan justice. From now on, they parted ways and will be strangers when they meet again.

However, things in this world are strange. Zhao Xiangwan, whose life was stolen, has let it go, but Zhao Chenyang, the beneficiary, is still holding a grudge.

Zhao Chenyang raised her head and met Zhao Xiangwan's eyes across the crowd. The smile on her face suddenly froze. Thinking that the secret of her rebirth was exposed by Zhao Xiangwan, she was worried that she would be dragged aside by Zhao Xiangwan to chat and talk again.

That's not even chatting, it's just interrogation!

Unfortunately, Zhao Chenyang wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't. The man standing next to her followed her gaze and saw Zhao Xiangwan. He was stunned for a moment and asked gently: "Chenyang, is he your acquaintance?"

Zhao Chenyang stammered, "Ah, I recognize him."

The young man had handsome features and a warm smile. Zhao Xiangwan met his eyes and felt that he looked more and more familiar.

The man took the initiative to step forward, and Zhao Chenyang had to follow. The two walked in front of Zhao Xiangwan, and before the man could speak, Zhao Chenyang pressed tightly against Xu Qingxi's arm and declared his authority: "This is my fiancé Xu Qingxi. He is the heir of Xu's construction company, studying civil engineering at Xiang University, and is the president of the student union."

Zhao Xiangwan frowned and asked, "Isn't your last name Mei?"

Xu Qingxi's eyes lit up and his voice suddenly rose: "You, you are Zhao Xiangwan!"

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