When Jing Rong returned to the Jing residence, he saw from afar several police cars parked outside their villa and a conspicuous cordon at the gate.
Several people in police uniforms were in the yard, talking seriously about something.
What's going on?
Jing Rong was stunned for a moment, and when the car turned around, he saw the neighbors who lived in the nearby villas also standing at the door of their house, peeking inside.
In the distance, there was a reporter with a SLR camera hanging around his neck, rushing towards this side with excitement on his face, obviously heading for the Jing family.
An idea flashed through his mind, and he quickly drove the car into the garage, parked it, got out, pushed through the crowd, and walked inside with big strides.
Before he entered the house, he saw two policemen escorting an old woman dressed as their family's maid out. Jing Rong glanced at her and saw that the other party had a blank expression on her face. She walked past him like a zombie, like a puppet without a soul.
It's more like being supported than being pushed.
Jing Rong was confused. He heard his father's unique loud voice, which kept shouting. He looked in the direction of the sound.
In the yard, Jing's father had one hand in his pocket and was arguing angrily with a male policeman.
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"What do you mean by collaborative crime? She is not an accomplice, but the mastermind!"
"Evidence? She confessed it herself! She didn't turn herself in. We called the police! I tell you, this woman must pay with her life for my son!"
"Whether my son has done anything wrong or not is a matter for the law to judge. It's not her turn to teach him a lesson for me!"
"You took my money, ate my food and drank my drinks, and then you turned against me. You are such a ruthless person! Even if you are a dog, you should know how to repay a favor! Police officer, do you think this is reasonable?"
The male police officer smiled awkwardly, but still said in a serious tone: "Yes, but we have to follow the rules and regulations and procedures. We still have to go through the interrogation to find out the truth."
Father Jing: "Don't talk to me about those useless things, it's just money..."
Jing Rong's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he quickly interrupted his father's words before he could finish his words: "The reporters are here, heading towards home."
Jing Zhensong was interrupted abruptly. Before he could react to what he said, he frowned and said unhappily, "What reporter or not! What does it have to do with me... eh? Reporter?"
Father Jing was stunned and said, "No, these people...did the news spread so quickly?"
Jing Rong turned around to look at the police standing on both sides and asked, "What happened at home?"
Father Jing reacted at this moment, and his face darkened when he heard this: "Don't mention it, it's all sin!"
The male police officer who was just being held back by Jing's father said sternly, "In that case, we'll leave first and let you know when there's a result."
Father Jing waved his hands quickly: "Go, go! If those reporters see this, who knows what they will write in the news."
The policemen quickly disappeared at the gate.
"Brother! You're back?" Jing Yue jumped out of the hall, her ponytail swinging behind her head. With the youthful spirit that only a young girl can have, she raised her head and wrinkled her nose. "A lot of things happened at home today. Everyone hasn't eaten yet. I'm almost starving to death."
Jing Rong looked behind her and surprisingly didn't see the familiar figure: "Where's your second brother?"
"The second brother is eating." Jing Yue answered quickly. Thinking of what happened just now, she carefully raised her head to observe Jing Rong's expression and added, "Oh, by the way, he is not the second brother."
Jing Rong remained calm, nodded at her, and walked into the hall.
Jing Yue looked at his back in confusion. How come his brother didn't react at all after hearing such explosive information?
Even if he knew the news in advance, he shouldn't be so calm.
Or...he already knew it?
Jing Rong did get the news in advance, but only half a morning earlier than them. When he talked to Jing Cheng on the phone last night, he didn't know it yet.
Although Jing Cheng returned safely after the explosion, the police are still tracking down the murderer and the cause of the explosion.
The Public Security Bureau was the first to call him this morning, saying that they had detected Mr. Jing's DNA on the body of one of the murderers. After numerous tests, they concluded that the body was that of Mr. Jing.
In other words, Jing Cheng had died in the explosion.
Jing Rong’s first reaction at that time was “disbelief”.
If Jing Cheng is already dead, then who was the person who called him last night?
He had a friend in the Public Security Bureau who assured him that their forensic doctors had been engaged in identification work for more than 20 years and were very experienced and would definitely not make mistakes.
So Jing Rong went to the Public Security Bureau in person, and after reading the report, he had to believe it.
Jing Rong realized belatedly that he had made a serious mistake.
The man who called him last night never concealed the difference between him and Jing Cheng from beginning to end.
Even if a person has lost his memory, his physical and mental systems are normal, so it is difficult to change his living habits.
But this person, from the first time he met him in the hospital, his behavior was completely different from the original Jing Cheng.
He was aware of this at the time, but he habitually ignored it.
Later, when Assistant Wang reported Jing Cheng's situation to him, he also mentioned that the Second Young Master's temperament had suddenly changed, but Jing Rong didn't take it seriously.
Now that I think about it, the other party's performance is full of loopholes.
Jing Rong then asked his friend from the Public Security Bureau to help him search for this person's information. The fastest way was through fingerprints.
Facing his friend's strange expression, Jing Rong slowly handed him the amulet that "Jing Cheng" had given him.
Without asking any questions, my friend took the fingerprint amulet wearing transparent plastic gloves and asked someone to extract his fingerprints.
Two hours later, the results came out.
This fingerprint does not exist in the national fingerprint database at all.
Jing Rong was very surprised at the time. Fingerprints are required to apply for an ID card. Could it be that the other party didn’t even have an ID card?
Judging from that person’s age, he should have an ID card.
"I don't know about that," my friend said. "He couldn't have just appeared out of nowhere. He's either an illegal resident or a foreigner who entered the country illegally."
The friend asked tentatively: "Do you need me to arrest someone?"
Jing Rong shook his head and rejected it, and took the amulet back without asking for it.
Because he remembered the scene when the other party gave him the amulet before. At least at the moment he received the amulet, he could feel that the man had no ill will towards the Jing family.
As for what his purpose is?
When he gets home, the truth will come out.
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In the restaurant, Jing Cheng and Lu Qingyi were sitting face to face eating, one with a calm expression and the other with an embarrassed look.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Jing Cheng used to be most accustomed to starvation. In the war years, many families could not afford to eat, let alone him, a poor Tianshi.
It is a blessing that I am not starving to death on the streets.
However, a hundred years later, he was fed with delicious food and drinks every day, and had meat for three meals a day, so he unknowingly developed bad habits.
I feel hungry if I don't eat a meal.
Jing Cheng thought that he probably wouldn't be able to eat such delicious food again in the future, so he had to seize the opportunity to enjoy it.
Lu Qingyi stared at him eating silently, feeling very uneasy inside.
He is clearly a reincarnated ghost who died of starvation, and yet he claims to be some kind of celestial master?
Does the Heavenly Master need to eat?
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