Jian Jing had a terrible night.
She was exhausted, but as soon as she closed her eyes and felt drowsy, the sound of the gunshot would ring in her ears, startling her to jump out of bed. She
was neurasthenic.
No wonder so many people suffer from psychological trauma. Sometimes, it is not just the few days you go through that are scary, but the rest of your life, tossing and turning, without a rest.
The next day, she had a pair of dark circles under her eyes. She
had to apply a very expensive eye mask to make them go away. She
went downstairs to have breakfast. Kang Mucheng was much better than her, and his spirits were no different from usual.
Jian Jing was surprised: "Did you sleep well yesterday?"
"That was my foresight." Si Yingjie said, "I gave him a glass of wine and he slept well."
"Why don't you give me a bottle?" Jian Jing was angry that he was disloyal.
"You fell asleep." Si Yingjie said, "I knocked on the door, but there was no sound and the lights were off."
She became depressed: "I only slept for a short while, and then I woke up and fell asleep again. I have a terrible headache." As she said that, she waved to the waiter, "Give me a super large ice cream."
Of course, a five-star hotel also provides Italian handmade ice cream.
She ate a croissant, ham and egg pancakes and vanilla puffs, and then swallowed a super large ice cream.
Si Yingjie was envious and jealous: "It's good to be young, you can eat and drink as much as you want without worrying about stomachache."
Jian Jing said nothing.
Kang Mucheng put down his phone and said, "Change your flight and go back home."
Jian Jing: "Okay!"
A country that doesn't ban guns is too insecure.
In the afternoon, we checked out and boarded the plane.
The plane's security check was not strict. Jian Jing gradually felt relieved and asked the stewardess for a glass of wine. After drinking it, she fell asleep.
"Wake up." Someone called her next to her after an unknown amount of time.
Jian Jing struggled to open her eyelids: "Are we there?"
"You can't sleep for long at high altitudes." The person next to her said, "Let's chat for a while, Miss Jian."
Jian Jing suddenly woke up and looked at the passengers next to her in surprise.
It was another unfamiliar face, with the appearance of an ordinary business CEO.
"Zong Ye?" she asked.
"Hello." He greeted with a smile, "Happy cooperation."
Jian Jing scanned his face and her first reaction was: draw a card.
[Name: Knowledge Card·Wine (Beginner)]
[Description: Gain basic knowledge about wine]
[Note: How to relieve worries, only Du Kang]
What the hell, is this an introductory course for wine factories?
One more time.
Draw a card!
[Name: Skill Card·Bomb Dismantling (Beginner)]
[Description: Possess the skill of dismantling bombs]
[Note: There will always be eight eggs in life~~~ It's better to be prepared~~]
Although it's not what I want, it's useful.
Draw it again.
[Name: Knowledge Card·Perfume (Beginner)]
[Description: Gain entry-level perfume knowledge, and can mix entry-level perfume]
[Note: The fragrance is faint, and you can recognize people by smelling it~]
What kind of scumbag skills, come again!
[Name: Knowledge Card·Flower Arrangement (Beginner)]
[Description: Obtain entry-level flower arrangement knowledge and understand simple flower arrangement art]
[Note: This is an art, no doubt]
Jian Jing: "..."
Why can't I get out of disguise? ?
"Miss Jian, the way you look at me is a little strange." Zong Ye touched his face, "One moment you are surprised, the next moment you are disappointed, do you want to see my true face so much?" Jian
Jing was in a bad mood because she was rarely in a bad mood: "So what, take it off and let me see it?"
Zong Ye propped up his head and said with a smile: "What if this is what I originally looked like?"
"Then I will settle the previous accounts with you." She threatened expressionlessly.
"Women have double standards." He smiled and didn't take it seriously. He turned to business. "Fortunately, you left early, otherwise you would be in big trouble."
Jian Jing thought of the woman in the jacket: "Who was that woman yesterday?"
"A thief." He said lightly.
Jian Jing: "..."
What kind of thief is so awesome, like an agent.
She thought for a moment and asked, "Then who are you?"
"A lousy office worker." He sighed, "I encountered robbers on a business trip. I don't know if it's their bad luck or mine."
Jian Jing said angrily: "I'm unlucky."
I came to Paris to buy clothes for vacation, but I didn't even have time to buy the bag I liked yesterday, and I encountered a group of devils who were killing people. I
was mentally exhausted and devastated. It
's really unlucky.
Zongye listened to her complaints patiently before saying, "You were the one who spoke yesterday, weren't you?" The question was in a statement tone, "Who was the person next to you?" Jian Jing
was startled and asked back, "Who?"
Zongye raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You talked to distract his attention, and the other person was responsible for shooting - don't rush to deny it, Miss Jian, there are only a handful of snipers who can kill with one shot in the dark, you are not trained, you should not be able to do such a thing."
Ah...Jian Jing suddenly understood, no wonder the jacket woman was also talking about snipers yesterday. They knew that she might have participated, but they didn't think she fired the last few shots.
Yes, in the dark, the criminals were disguised, and the guy who could accurately identify and shoot a headshot without hurting others didn't look like a writer at all.
What a good excuse.
Her mind raced, and she asked hesitantly, "Why are you asking this?"
"Just ask to find out the situation." Zong Ye said, "It's not in vain to ask you, we can trade."
Jian Jing put her chin in her hand and said slowly: "It's a man wearing a knitted hat."
"Which country are you from?"
" "Asian."
"Did you tell me your name?"
"Rye.
" Zongye frowned, doubtful, "Net name?" Jian Jing
spread her hands and put the blame on the avatar without any pressure. .
Zongye glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and vaguely saw Zong Xunmei's stunning and alluring beauty at the beginning. But before anyone could take a closer look, the compelling light disappeared and was hidden in an ordinary skin.
"Thank you." He said politely, "Is there anything I can help you with?" Jian Jing
went straight to the point: "Where did you learn to disguise yourself?"
Zongye paused and laughed: "Sorry, this cannot be spread outside the public."
So what did you say. She turned her head and never looked at him again.
Zongye doesn't like to take advantage of girls, but he has his own principles in life, and fair dealing is one of them.
If you receive a favor, you should repay it.
"Miss Jian, don't you need me anywhere else?" he asked with a smile.
Jian Jing: "No."
Zong Ye: "I can introduce you to a doctor."
"I'm very satisfied with my face. There's nothing that needs surgery." She glanced away, "Otherwise, show me your face." His true face."
He said, "Then let's take into account your old and new grudges. I'm afraid I won't be able to get off the plane alive."
Jian Jing glanced at the remaining courage points and felt a little distressed.
Last night, the mission was settled, and the system gave her 50 courage points and 10 special contribution points, but after a wave of plunder, there was not much left.
It must be stained with blood, and her hands are a bit uncomfortable. I'm getting a lot of money. I'll
talk about it next time.
She mercilessly combined the three elegant art cards of perfume, wine, and flower arrangement into unlocking cards, unlocking the flexibility of the second-level panel.
Spend another 15 points to draw a high-level Strengthen card, add 1 point of flexibility.
Thus, her second level panel becomes like this:
[Unlocked] Memory: 6 (The ability to remember, recognize, and reproduce things you have experienced)
[Unlocked] Agility: 7 (Your body parts are more flexible than those of ordinary people. [Unlocked] Immunity
: 7 (You are slightly resistant to strange things)
[Unlocked]Adaptability: 6 (Tolerance to extreme environments)
[Unlocked]Reproduction: 6 (You know )
The level of immunity is not usually visible, but it is not the case with flexibility.
Jian Jing took a piece of tissue and folded it. She felt that her fingers seemed to be more obedient than before and not clumsy. She wanted to fold it like that, but her fingers didn't obey her. .
A paper flower was stacked up, and its shape was already 70% like a rose.
However, at this time, a flower was handed over to the side.
A paper rose.
The petals were stacked in distinct layers, about to bloom, and very charming.
She froze.
They were all napkins, all white flowers, but her flowers were dull and ordinary, while this one was vivid. The difference between their charms was probably the difference between Qianlong's paintings and Lang Shining's "Why, are you going by
the alias Xiaonan today?" She folded her five fingers, silently pinched the paper flower in her palm, and spoke in a bad tone.
Zongye shook his head and smiled: "It seems that I was too attentive." He also Don't be a nuisance who pesters women. Just stand up and leave. "Call me anytime you think about it." After he said this
, Jian Jing felt a little embarrassed.
There is no reason to give birth. She was in a bad mood because she didn't pull out the Disguise Card, but to put it bluntly, drawing cards next to someone with skills is cheating in itself.
"Forget it, don't worry about it." The information is fabricated.
Zong Ye raised his eyebrows: "I don't owe you a favor for nothing ."
Jian Jing glanced at him and picked up the paper flowers he had folded: "This is it."
"Miss Jian is so generous, I will chase you for it again. It's not appropriate to use favors." Zongye thought for a while and smiled, "Let's be friends."
He stretched out his hand. The color of the back of his hand and wrist was almost the same. There was no hairpin, no ring, and no birthmark or scar.
It was ordinary, nothing memorable.
It was obviously not a real hand. Jian
Jing didn't bother to argue with him about sincerity, and raised her hand reluctantly.
Zongye touched her fingertips and shook hands politely.
Jian Jing defined it in her mind: a handshake to make peace.
But she was still very curious about Zongye's ability, and when she got off the plane, she paid special attention to him.
However, They all got off the plane together and walked along the aisle. I don't know when - maybe Kang Mucheng was talking to her, maybe he was picking up his luggage, anyway, in a blink of an eye, she disappeared
. .
It is better to have as little contact with such people as possible.
Jian Jing decisively gave up the investigation and prepared to go home to make up for the jet lag.
Kang Mucheng was worried about her living alone: "Do you want to come and stay for a few days?"
"I'm fine." Jian Jing repeated the same old words again, "But you'd better talk to a psychiatrist."
The most terrifying thing about the mall holdup incident The difference is that her life is threatened all the time. However, she is different from Kang Mucheng.
She is also afraid, but in the end she personally took the lives of the criminals and defeated them. Psychologically, there is no shadow of death. .
It was something else that made her uncomfortable.
But Kang Mucheng... "It doesn't matter to me." He answered her, "It's all over."
Jian Jing frowned and looked at him seriously.
I hadn't noticed before, Kang Mucheng fell asleep drunk, his spirits were okay, but he seemed a little sensitive. If there was any big movement around him, he would quickly glance over there, and his muscles would immediately tense up.
"What's wrong?" He touched his face, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"I changed my mind." Jian Jing smiled, and took his arm, just like in the mall, "I'll stay with you for a few days."
He always cared about her and worried about her, but he forgot that he also needed care and company.
"Brother Yingjie, are you coming?" she said, "How about we go to Mr. Kang's house for dinner?"
Si Yingjie said sadly, "Oh, you remember me now? I thought no one remembered that I was back."
Jian Jing couldn't help laughing, "How could that be?"
Kang Mucheng also laughed and patted his shoulder, "Come along, what are we having for dinner?"
Si Yingjie said without hesitation, "Longjing shrimp, West Lake vinegar fish, crab and orange."
"Beer and fried chicken." Jian Jing was very pragmatic.
Kang Mucheng: "..." They all had good appetites.
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