Chapter 25
"What is this? I haven't seen it before." Jiang Qi still replied stubbornly, and then turned her head to the other side, as if she didn't want to continue to pay attention to her.
Luo Jingyao could only tell from the woman's tightly clenched fists that she was feeling uneasy.
"Then I won't disturb your rest. Like Officer Lin just said, if Sister Jiang suddenly thinks of anything, please be sure to contact the police." After saying this, she turned and left the ward.
She closed the door gently and turned around to see Lin Jiafan and others waiting near the nurses' station.
Luo Jingyao walked over briskly. "I think you can't withdraw anytime soon from watching Jiang Qi. She's probably connected to Zhao Weiqing's copycat murder."
After she finished speaking, she handed the two pills to the man. "I found these at the training camp. The trainees reported that every one of them had to take these specially formulated Victoria's Secret slimming vitamins before bed every day. However, Jiang Qi has yet to provide any relevant information about these medications, including their trade names, manufacturers, and brands."
"Do you suspect that the soft drugs Zhao Weiqing took also came from Jiang Qi?" Lin Jiafan lowered his eyes and played with the pills in his hand, and instantly understood what she meant.
"Officer Lin, do you still remember the thief whose bones I broke?" Luo Jingyao did not respond directly, but asked someone else instead.
"Ma Hong Tang?"
She nodded. "When I was fighting this Ma Hongtang, I got pricked on my hand by the brooch on his coat. And then I just saw Jiang Qi in the ward with the same thing. Isn't that strange?"
Luo Jingyao only gave brief reminders about all matters. After all, the speculations in her mind were too personal. If she said them out loud, it would be bad if they affected the direction of the police investigation.
"It's quite strange." Lin Jiafan's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at her again with a somewhat meaningful look in his eyes.
"If there's nothing else, please trouble Officer Lin to take me home. It's only five minutes away from here." Luo Jingyao always felt inexplicably guilty under the gaze of those eyes. She pretended to be indifferent and waved her hand, then quickly fled from the man the next second.
Lin Jiafan stood where he was, slowly withdrew his gaze from the hurriedly fleeing figure, and after a little thought, he decided to keep the two colleagues who had been guarding the ward.
It's just that before he was mainly responsible for guarding, but this time it became "surveillance", and he can't show up in public easily.
After all, Jiang Qi is currently just a victim of kidnapping. Until there is evidence to prove that she is indeed related to Zhao Weiqing's case, she is just an ordinary citizen and enjoys the right to personal freedom.
After arranging everything in the hospital, Lin Jiafan took Pang Guang out of the inpatient department. At that time, Luo Jingyao was already waiting obediently next to the jeep.
The three of them set out on their journey home in silence. Almost in the blink of an eye, the jeep stopped outside the gate of the community where Luo Jingyao lived.
"Thank you, Officer Lin, Officer Pang." She thanked them as she got out of the car.
Afterwards, Luo Jingyao was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly seemed to remember something and went back to the front of the car and to the driver's door.
She gestured to Lin Jiafan to lower the car window, then tilted her head back slightly and smiled, "I forgot to tell you, Jiang Qi has long noticed that we're not strangers. I inferred from her previous attitude that she must have caught you pulling me into the stairwell that day."
At this point, she pouted slightly and shook her head regretfully: "That won't do, Officer Lin. It seems that your professional ability still has a lot of room for improvement."
After she finished speaking, without waiting to see the other party's reaction, Luo Jingyao ran away.
Just kidding, this kind of invisible confrontation is like this, whoever speaks slower loses.
Thinking of this, even her steps towards home became lighter.
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Looking at the person running very fast, Lin Jiafan rolled up the car window speechlessly. When he stretched out his right hand to shift gears, he accidentally saw Pang Guang's playful look.
"Oh my God! What did I hear? My ears!" The young man raised his hands exaggeratedly and pretended to cover his ears: "Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of human nature? Boss, I can't believe you can do this to a little girl!"
"Drag someone into a pitch-black stairwell? That's too exciting!"
In the face of Pang Guang's teasing, Lin Jiafan successfully shut up that overly active mouth with just a glare. Then the roar of the engine sounded, and he steered the jeep at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into the night.
For everyone in the Special Case Investigation Team, this was undoubtedly another extremely busy and long night.
But for Luo Jingyao, it was just a matter of closing and opening her eyes.
Gently awakened by the morning sunshine, she felt as if she had not experienced such comfort for a long time.
She rolled over on the bed in satisfaction, then habitually picked up the phone from the bedside table, opened the screen and glanced at it. There were no missed calls and no new messages.
Subconsciously clicking on the dialog box belonging to Lin Jiafan, Luo Jingyao hesitated for two seconds, but still restrained her impulse and threw the phone aside.
This should be the most critical moment for the police, so she'd better not go forward and cause trouble.
Thinking of this, Luo Jingyao got up, washed up, took out a sandwich from the refrigerator, put it in the microwave and gave it a ding.
Then she sat at the dining table, eating her egg sandwich and silently making plans for the day.
There was only more than half a month left until the wedding of Lin Jiafan's relative. Although she had already contacted some flower suppliers, Luo Jingyao finally decided to go to the market in person to be on the safe side.
This flower shop has only been in business for more than three months, and this is the first time it has received a large order. It is reasonable for her to want to make this order perfect.
She made up her mind secretly, and after cleaning up, she went out full of energy.
At ten o'clock that morning, Luo Jingyao took an online taxi to the largest flower market in Jinshi.
This place is not remote, located in the northwest corner of the old city. The surrounding roads are narrow and dilapidated, and all you can see are old buildings from the 1990s. Grandpa and grandma chat with each other enthusiastically in the local dialect on the roadside, which is very soothing and homely.
Flower markets generally do wholesale business, and the official opening time is in the early morning. It was already a little late when she arrived, and there were only a few scattered individual customers who were bargaining fiercely with the owners who had not yet closed their stalls.
Luo Jingyao did not stay at the stalls outside the door for long, but went straight to the direction of the familiar suppliers.
The supplier was a woman in her forties, slightly plump and very enthusiastic.
She carefully communicated with the supplier about the variety, color and quantity of the flowers she needed, and took advantage of her good looks and used sweet words to successfully obtain a substantial discount.
After agreeing to come and take a look at the goods in a few days, Luo Jingyao diligently helped the other party clean up the flowers scattered on the ground.
Of course, his mouth was not idle either.
She praised the supplier's sister's husband, children, house, car, and even the big gold chain hanging around her neck. Everything she knew and could see was praised. The sister's small eyes simply turned into crescent shapes from smiling.
"Xiao Luo, are you dating? If not, I happen to have a cousin who's about your age." The supplier's sister was so tempted by her that she immediately became a matchmaker and began to actively promote her inventory: "The young man is very handsome, has a good personality, and is hardworking..."
"I..." Luo Jingyao opened her mouth in panic. She didn't expect to fall into such an embarrassing situation. Her brain immediately started working fast, racking her brains to think about how to refuse without appearing rude or hurtful.
Under the expectant gaze of the supplier, she carefully replied, "I'm not yet..."
However, just when they were halfway through their words, a loud noise suddenly sounded in the sky. Being caught off guard, both of them were startled.
Coming back to her senses, the supplier sister frowned and cursed: "Who is this? It's not New Year's Day or any other festival, setting off firecrackers in broad daylight, you must be crazy!"
But before the words fell, there was another sound, and this time it sounded more real.
Probably because the ceiling above the flower market gathered sound, what they heard in the house was no less noisy than what they heard outside, and it even had a stereo surround echo effect.
The supplier sister continued to curse, but Luo Jingyao sensed something unusual.
Within two seconds, there was a commotion outside the market. People craned their necks to look in the direction of the sound, and some shouted, "It's the police! The police just opened fire!"
"Is this true? Gunfights? I've only seen them in Hong Kong movies!"
"Oh my god, is someone breaking the law around here? I need to stay away and stay away from this place!"
Amidst all the fearful and teasing voices, Luo Jingyao hurriedly said goodbye to the supplier sister and trotted out of the flower market.
It is said that human beings are gossipy by nature, and she deeply believed it, because following the crowd of people watching the excitement, she soon found the street where the police had just fired shots.
On the narrow streets, police had already set up cordons and were shouting at the top of their lungs to persuade people not to come forward and watch.
Wuuwuwuwu…
Because there were too many people blocking the way ahead, even if Luo Jingyao tried hard to stand on tiptoe, she could not see clearly what was happening inside the cordon.
All that could be heard was the intermittent, terrified cries of a woman.
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