Pan Jianli, who was worth a cup of milk tea, was taken away by the police and interrogated overnight.

But since he was found in this place, it proved that Jian Jing and Ji Feng's reasoning was correct. He was resentful and wanted revenge because his own industry was destroyed by the Fang Group.

The park was his first real arson. But before that, he had already shown signs. He liked to collect magazines and newspapers related to the Fang Group and burn them in a washbasin. The

reason why the neighbors in the community didn't find out was because he chose the time very cleverly.

Every time he chose a day like Qingming Festival, he would burn it in a washbasin at home and cover it with a layer of tin foil. People thought he was burning paper for his dead parents and didn't take it seriously.

"I want to drink cheese berry." On the way back, Jian Jing drove the car directly to the door of the milk tea shop.

Ji Feng struggled desperately: "Teacher Jian, I want to discuss something..."

Jian Jing said expressionlessly: "Cheese and Berry, no cheese, 50% sweet." A man who knows the current situation

is a hero. Ji Feng decisively shut up and got off the car to buy drinks.

He brought back two cups, one for Jian Jing and one... "Go downstairs in ten minutes." Ji Feng sent a voice message to his sister and said very naturally, "Let's take a detour."

Jian Jing took a sip of the drink and drove to Ji's house.

Today is Saturday. Ji Yunyun jumped down and saw Cheese and Berry. She doubted her life: "For me?"

Such an expensive drink? Is he giving out bonuses? He has never been willing to give out bonuses before.

"Not for you, is it for Wangcai downstairs?" Ji Feng threw the bag into her arms, "Okay, let's go, do your homework at home, you will be a senior in high school next year!"

Ji Yunyun refused to leave and stuck her head in: "Teacher Jian? You two? What is this?" She saw the resort promotional poster thrown beside the car and was shocked again.

Could it be that the power of love has defeated the magic of money?

"Work, your mind is full of all sorts of messes." Ji Feng pushed his sister's head out of the car window, "Teacher Jian, please take me back to the bureau."

Jian Jing was surprised: "We're already home, why don't you take a nap before going to work?"

Ji Feng: "Are you going to write the report? Are you going to take the notes?"

She: "I'll take you."

Ji Yunyun's feverish head suddenly calmed down, familiar voice, familiar smell, it was her brother.

Jian Jing waved goodbye to her and sent the social animal who felt like she was working overtime back to work.

Not long after, the system moved.

[System: The host completed the "heroic act" event, and was rewarded with 10 points of courage]

The arson case was successfully concluded.

Two days later, the news reported the Qili Bridge accident, indicating that the police had decided to re-investigate the accident.

The relatives of the victims gathered again, hoping to seek justice for their deceased relatives.

Jian Jing was filled with emotion. She had persuaded Wen Hui to surrender at the time, somewhat out of the pressure of the current situation, and she had taken a gamble, but she had never expected that it would lead to such an old incident.

However, as Ji Feng said, no matter what the starting point is, a good result is enough.

However, during this period, a small episode occurred.

Ji Feng called and asked: "According to Ms. Wen's boyfriend, he hid a gun in case of emergency, but we didn't find anything at the scene."

Jian Jing looked surprised: "Gun?"

"Yes, he said he had it in his arms at the time, and it fell when you attacked." Ji Feng asked, "Did you see it?"

Jian Jing said: "I didn't notice it."

"Oh?"

"Maybe someone else took it away." She was very calm.

Ji Feng laughed and asked her: "Teacher Jian, you should know that it is illegal to carry a gun, right?"

"You suspect I took it away?" Jian Jing asked back, "What do I want a gun for?"

"Be careful." Unexpectedly, he did not get to the bottom of it, but just warned meaningfully, "This is not fun."

Jian Jing snorted lightly and did not answer.

Ji Feng did not get to the bottom of the matter, as if he had called just to ask, or... to give a reminder. But he had indeed worried in vain.

Jian Jing called up the storage card, and in the five grids, she put food, water, a first aid kit and a gun respectively, and left an empty grid for emergencies.

There would be no trace of the things hidden in the system even if she turned her house upside down.

In this way, no matter who the enemy is, she will be much safer.

Her eyes fell on the calendar inadvertently, and the grid for May 2nd was circled in red.

This is the date Kang Mucheng scheduled for the new book to be put on the shelves.

The last time Devil 2 was published, Liu Baofeng died.

What about this time. At

the end of April, the weather suddenly became hot.

Many people couldn't even wear spring clothes, and had already changed into summer clothes. Young ladies on the street showed off their arms and thighs, and their skirts fluttered in the warm wind, which made people happy.

In this season of spring breeze, new posters were posted at the entrances of major bookstores.

Red roses on a white background, shining brightly in the sun, at first glance, you would think it was some new romance novel or prose collection, but if you stop and take another look, you will suddenly find that the red roses are not falling.

It is blood.

The blood flowers are like blooming roses, and the beauty hides murderous intent.

And the bright light is not the brilliance of the sun, but the charming luster of gold.

Money, murder, love, several major themes are perfectly integrated together, standing out from many posters and grabbing people's attention.

May 2 at 1pm,

best-selling novelist of "Rose, Gold and Killer" "Jian Jing" releases a new suspenseful work

Jiahui, who was shopping with her classmates, stopped and said, "May 2 at 1:00, 521?"

Girls are quite sensitive to the homophony of numbers, and her companions also came to their senses: "This time... is about suspense, is it a coincidence?"

"Isn't the time for new books to be put on the shelves calculated?" Jiahui retorted, "I read Uncle Bing's article last time, saying that there were no special circumstances, everything was arranged in advance, and some writers calculated auspicious days."

The companion took a closer look at the poster: "The style is quite different from the usual suspense."

"The 2nd is a holiday, why don't we go out shopping." Jiahui suggested.

"Okay, there's nothing to do anyway."

The two girls chatted and laughed, and soon changed the topic, but after such a chat, the news of the new book was quietly remembered in their hearts.

In a blink of an eye, it was May 2nd.

There are always more people shopping on holidays. Bookstores are always the first choice for students because they can sit and chat and drink coffee, and buy stationery and tutoring books.

On this day, as soon as the customers entered the door, they saw a promotional sign at the door, and the prime position was stacked with plastic-wrapped new books. White background with red flowers, refreshing and beautiful, very comfortable.

Look at the author again - oh, a familiar face, the writing style and plot are guaranteed - single volume, thin volume, the price is naturally not expensive.

When you go out shopping, you have to buy something. Everyone has a lot of money on hand, and at least half of the ten people just pick up books.

Similar scenes are constantly played out in various bookstores, but it is a very common scene.

The spy sent by President Tao took a stroll and returned to report without much urgency.

"Is Jinwu so obedient this time?" President Tao pondered for a while, and always felt that it was not like Kang Mucheng's style. The nickname of Little Princess Jinwu is not called casually. No matter who he neglects, he will never neglect Jian Jing.

This is very strange.

Jian Jing's last book just broke one million. According to him, she should promote it more vigorously this time? It is so common, what is she planning?

"Leave the book, I'll take a look first." President Tao does not fight an unprepared battle, and plans to read the book first.

Two hours later, he put down the book and took a long breath, half understanding and half having a headache.

"Boss Kang, you are not afraid of being too arrogant." Boss Tao muttered to himself, and many calculations flashed through his mind, of course there were some rough and effective business methods, but he suppressed them.

The aftermath of the old incident has not yet passed, and he does not believe that Kang Mucheng has relaxed his vigilance. If he takes action at this time, he may fall into someone else's net.

More importantly, if he attacks Jian Jing, he will not benefit himself.

The most urgent task for Morning Star is to dig up a pillar that can support the place.

Cultivation is too slow, who should be dug?

There are so many writers in Jinwu, and Kang Mucheng is partial to Jian Jing. I don't believe they don't have any ideas.

It is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and Morning Star is not that bad.

Heping City Third Prison.

"Xia Xing, there are your things." The prison guard stopped Xia Xing who was leaving class, and his tone was not without kindness.

The prisoners in the prison had to undergo labor reform and learn to read and write. Xia Xing was educated, so she was arranged to teach some people with low cultural level. She was also very obedient and smart, and the prison guards rarely scolded her.

"Hey, thank you." Xia Xing said with a smile, packed up her textbooks and went to get her things.

She had no relatives, and no one had visited her since she was sent here, but every now and then, someone would send things here, most of which were personal items such as underwear and panties, and books were also sent in boxes. Occasionally, there would be some exercise equipment. Although he did not show up, Xia Xing knew who it was. President

Tao at most remitted money, so how could he remember such details.

Today there was another box of books.

Xia Xing saw "Rose, Gold and Killer" on it at first sight.

"Alas." She stroked the cover of the book, and unexpectedly, a trace of regret rose in her heart.

If she hadn't taken action at that time, perhaps today, it would be a different scene.

Xia Xing blinked hard, turned the pages of the book, and read line by line.

"...Revenge is certainly gratifying, but how can blood-stained hands go back to the past...The girl is still so young, even if she escapes the confinement of the iron bars, the long rest of her life will be oppressed by the weight of human life...That wrong path should not have been chosen from the beginning."

In an instant, tears filled her cheeks.

After being closed for renovation for more than half a year, Butian Bookstore has reopened.

Because of the news about the human bones at the book signing event, the cafe on the third floor could no longer be opened. The manager was replaced and it was renovated, which made people forget about it.

But after being closed for many days, they naturally needed to organize some activities to attract customers back.

The branch spent a little money, and the points exchange and new books were on sale. It was very lively and crowded every day until after May Day.

At noon that day, the staff took turns to eat, leaving only a little girl to look after the counter.

There were not many customers in the huge store, and the sun was shining comfortably. The little girl couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and chat with her boyfriend.

The deep love naturally distracted her. There was a book in front of her, but she didn't pay attention to it and just scanned it casually: "Scan or pay with cash?" She

paid with cash.

Nowadays, only a few people pay with cash. The girl glanced at him and paused on the back of her hand, as if there was something special.

But the new message popped up, and her weak attention was immediately distracted. In less than a few minutes, this faint impression was wiped out.

The customer took the book and left calmly.

He walked slowly to the nearby park and leisurely turned the pages of the book in the bright sunlight.

As he read, the smile on his face dissipated like smoke, and his eyes became gloomy a little bit.

The blood rose represents the enemy, gold is the weapon of revenge, and the killer... Ha, which hero are you expecting to drop from the sky and avenge you?