Jian Jing held back until she got home, then she opened the letter in her bedroom. There was wax on the seal of the envelope, and the mark was a smoky purple "Z".

The color was very coquettish, just like the person.

She opened it, and inside was a piece of very fine letter paper, written in fountain pen, with elegant and unrestrained handwriting.

——

Miss J:

I am glad to see your letter.

There are countless places named "Saint Angel" at home and abroad, and there are also several that give greeting cards. I dare not speculate on the purpose of the lady, but only tell you about the one I think is the most peculiar.

There is a Saint Angel College in Switzerland, which is called "college" but is actually a hospital, famous for treating mental and psychological diseases. This name is to protect the safety and privacy of patients, so it is also avoided from appearing in the public eye as much as possible, and outsiders have no way of knowing.

It is reported that when the patient is cured and discharged from the hospital, they will give a congratulatory card to congratulate the graduation and hand over the patient's exclusive medical record, which is the only one and will not be retained by the hospital.

I hope my answer will satisfy you.

Zong Ye

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medical record?

It is a medical record.

That's right.

The previous purchase time of her parents' cemetery was in 2014, that is, she lost her parents when she was 14 years old, and the property certificate time of this house was in 2018.

According to Si Yingjie, she should have lived in Kang Mucheng's house at that time. In other words, she had a serious illness in the four years from 2014 to 2018.

Jian Jing took out the USB card reader from the drawer and inserted it into the computer.

Familiar account interface.

She didn't dare to enter it before, fearing that it was something strange, and if she entered it wrong, it would alarm or lock everything. But if it is just for the purpose of protecting the patient's privacy, it should not matter.

As for the account number, it should be the name.

JianJing? No, Jing.Jian, it should be in this format in foreign countries.

Password.

As for the birthday, it seems too easy to guess. Could it be the name of a favorite character, or a memorable motto? That is "Go Pikachu" (?) and "There is only one truth" (?)...

She tried it with a frown, and not surprisingly, all of them were wrong.

Who was your favorite when you were fourteen or fifteen years old?

Yukito? Yukimura? The fourth generation?

It's impossible to repair it. There are too many walls and I can't remember them at all.

Maybe the password is the birthday?

She entered it again, but it was still wrong.

A new window pops up: [Wrong password input, content locked, please try again after 24 hours]

Jian Jing was very depressed. Why was there no option to retrieve the password?

Otherwise, she should try to ask Kang Mucheng.

He is the only one who can send her to the hospital, maybe he knows. It is common to forget the password anyway, he should not be suspicious.

She picked up the phone hesitantly, organized the sentence several times, deleted it and retyped it, over and over again, and accidentally sent the unfinished message.

[Mr. Kang, do you still remember?]

Just as she was about to withdraw the message, her fingers stopped.

After a while, he replied: [I'm in a meeting, I'll call you back later.]

Well, I just came back from vacation, and I should have accumulated a lot of work. Jian Jing sighed silently and replied with an "OK", but she knew that there was no hope within two or three days.

She just clicked into the circle of friends.

Jiang Baiyan posted a short video of his exercise, and said happily, "I finally gained the weight back." Zuo Xin was wailing, "Why is the workload so heavy during the internship?" Liang Yi was full of energy, "The law is long and there is no loophole."

Ji Yunyun's was "Patient meal prepared for the sick brother", with a picture of a bowl of porridge.

Jian Jing was startled and immediately made a call.

Ji Feng answered, lazily and unenthusiastically: "Hello, Teacher Jian, are you back from vacation?"

"What's wrong with you?" she asked, "Are you in the hospital?"

He said, "Yes, are you coming to see me?"

"Where?" She was brief and to the point.

"No. 1 Municipal Hospital, bring me some food." He said humbly, "Just a bun will do, I want a meat bun."

Jian Jing hung up the phone and ran to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of flowers.

Ji Feng looked up and expected to get hot and fragrant meat buns, but who knew that there were only tulips that looked good but were useless.

He was heartbroken: "I can't bring you this."

"I didn't promise you." Jian Jing was indifferent, put the flowers into the vase she brought, watered it and put it away.

The aunt in the next bed saw her and spoke enthusiastically: "Xiao Ji, is this your girlfriend?"

"Ordinary friend." Ji Feng answered weakly.

The auntie was very familiar with him and immediately taught him: "Then you have to work hard. If you don't hold on to such a beautiful girl, she will be snatched away by others."

Jian Jing: "...Puchi."

"I'm busy with work, why do I need a girlfriend?" Ji Feng said vaguely, climbed up and sat on the wheelchair, "Let's go out for a walk."

He didn't need her to push him, and the electric wheelchair "whoosh" went away.

Jian Jing had no choice but to follow him quickly.

Ji Feng went into the garden as if he was familiar with the place, found a secluded but open place, and said straight to the point: "I won't talk nonsense with you anymore, the wound hurts so much. Let me put it this way, I overturned this time and I encountered a problem."

Jian Jing was startled: "What?"

"During the days when you were on vacation," Ji Feng emphasized the word "vacation" and gave him an envious look, "I was investigating a serial murder case. The criminal specifically targeted young women who lived alone. After killing them, he had sex with the corpses. His methods were extremely cruel and the circumstances were extremely despicable."

He covered his ribs with a frown, "I won't tell you about the process of the investigation. It's basically the same. At that time, my companion went to rescue the seriously injured woman, and I chased him alone. This man was a retired athlete with a strong physique. We struggled for a while, and finally I arrested him.

"But just as I was about to handcuff him, a third person appeared and shot me. I had to dodge to the side in a hurry. Although I avoided the heart, I was still shot because the distance was too close. You see it now."

Jian Jing was horrified and confused: "You want me to help you investigate the case?"

"No." Ji Feng looked at her deeply and lowered his voice, "There is something I have been hiding from my colleagues. Listen carefully, the man who shot me said something to me at that time."

He imitated the other person's tone and said coldly: "You can't save my baby."

Baby? What a disgusting name. He has a relationship with a corpse, so he must be a man, right? The first thing that flashed through Jian Jing's mind was complaints.

But soon, she realized that she had heard wrong.

Can't save the baby.

In a split second, she came to her senses. The cold wind brushed across her neck like the devil's fingers, and her hair stood on end. Fear spread from deep inside her heart, like a tide.

Ji Feng asked slowly, "Do you think he was the one who followed you?"

"It's him." Jian Jing bit her teeth and said affirmatively, "He treated you as... grass!"

No wonder the scarred man didn't react at all after Rose Gold was on the market for so long. It turned out that he was waiting here. He didn't move, not because he was afraid, but because he was looking for the true identity of the "killer".

She knew that the inspiration for the killer's feelings came from Xie Wei, but the inspiration for saving came from her.

Xie Wei was dead, and she didn't worry about her debts, so she didn't care what the scarred man thought.

But she never expected that the other party's reading and understanding was completely off topic, targeting the man next to her.

Is there anything wrong?

He doesn't understand her at all.

Why is it Ji Feng? Because he is a policeman and naturally has the position of saving?

Wake up, one is a killer and the other is a policeman, they are totally different.

Ji Feng glanced at Jian Jing and saw her face turn pale and blue, which was very interesting. He couldn't help asking: "Who do you think I am?"

Jian Jing told him the story of Rose Gold.

Ji Feng: "You are so brave, just provoke him from a distance like this?"

"Liu Baofeng's death was a gift from him, he was waiting for my reaction." Jian Jing said in a deep voice.

Ji Feng shook his head and said bluntly: "You should have discussed it with me in advance. I was caught off guard this time. Fortunately, I am lucky, otherwise you would have seen me in the notice."

"I never thought it was you." Jian Jing was also depressed, "Do a policeman and a killer look alike?"

Ji Feng guessed boldly and carefully verified: "Could it be that he thinks you like me?"

Jian Jing took a deep breath and for a moment didn't know who to complain about.

Ji Feng was still immersed in his analysis: "Compared to you, you and Kang Mucheng have a closer relationship, why doesn't he think it's him?"

Jian Jing didn't hear it at first, but after calming down, he understood: "You suspect President Kang?"

"According to my analysis, the scarred man has a strong possessiveness towards you." Ji Feng always speaks his mind when talking about the case, never taking personal feelings into consideration, and said seriously, "Kang Mucheng has a strong desire to protect you, and a person's body shape and appearance can be disguised."

Jian Jing flatly denied: "If it was President Kang, he would not mistake it for you, he knows who it is."

"Who is it?" he asked curiously.

Jian Jing said indifferently: "A dead man."

Ji Feng: "..."

"He didn't choose President Kang for two reasons." Jian Jing sorted out his thoughts and analyzed, "First, he didn't think that President Kang had the ability to save me. In other words, he didn't stop something from happening once."

Ji Feng nodded: "I think Kang Mucheng is hiding something from you."

Jian Jing nodded and said intently: "Second, he compared the two of you and thought that your identity and profession are more in line with the image of a savior."

"Or, both reasons are true." Ji Feng held his head, and was actually a little eager to try, "If he fails to kill me once, he will most likely do it again."

He immediately started to plan: "It's a pity that the murderer ran away, but his identity has been found out, and the police have issued a wanted order. Once we find him, we can follow the clues to find out the information of the scarred man - I don't believe that his appearance at that time was a coincidence, this is a trap." He

pondered again: "It seems that he has the ability to incite crime."

"No." Jian Jing interrupted his plan and said directly, "This guy is very dangerous, I can't let you take this risk."

Ji Feng waved his hand and said meaningfully: "I'm not doing this for you. To me, he is also a very valuable prey."

Jian Jing: "I have a better idea."

He raised his eyebrows.

She handed him her phone and showed him a new Weibo post.

——Jane

Jing V:

We have received many questions from readers about "Rose Gold". Here I will answer the questions that everyone cares about most.

Is there love between the killer and the girl?

Unfortunately, I don't know. The prototype of the killer comes from a deceased friend. He never uttered any words about "love", so there is no way to know.

The person is gone, and the answer is no longer important.

——When

posting this message, a long-lost feeling of melancholy flashed through Jian Jing's heart. The vague sadness was like the mist on a rainy day, hazily coating the glass window, and the world became illusory.

But soon, the sporadic mist was blown away by the bloody rain.

She couldn't help but wonder, what would he do when he saw it?

The phone rang.

Jian Jing gestured to Ji Feng, walked away and answered the phone: "Mr. Kang, you reacted too quickly. You saw my Weibo post?" "

I set up a special notification." Kang Mucheng was very puzzled, "Why did you post this?"

She was silent for a moment, and did not evade, and said directly: "That person attacked my friend."

"Who?" He did not react for a moment.

Jian Jing said: "The man with a scar on the back of his hand."

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Kang, were you the one who sent me to St. Angel's?" she asked softly, "I don't remember, but it was you, wasn't it? What happened?"