Arriving in Japan, she relaxed halfway.

Japanese beauty stores have a wide range of products. She browsed and bought things at the

same time. She put on Japanese-style makeup at the counter and changed her clothes to completely distinguish her image from the way she looked when she landed. This way, even if Park Min-cheol had a problem, she would not be able to find her for a while.

Then she bought a cell phone and an anonymous phone card, and then called Kang Mu-cheng.

He skipped the steps and went straight to the point: "Where?" Jian Jing

: "Where are you?"

Kang Mucheng: "Fukuoka."

"Which hotel?"

He gave the address and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, very good." Jian Jing tried to reassure him, "I'll contact you when I'm sure it's safe, and you can help me book a ticket."

Kang Mucheng said: "No, I can leave anytime. I borrowed Yingjie's plane."

The mother and son of the Kang family are both pragmatic people. They are not very interested in big toys such as private jets and luxury yachts. On the contrary, Si Yingjie has airplanes, helicopters, yachts and everything.

This is a pleasant surprise. For private jets, you only need to apply for a good route and complete the entry and exit procedures before leaving.

Before going to sea, Jian Jing was not sure whether the cruise ship could dock. With the mentality that he might have to go ashore to buy something, he applied for a visa for Japan and South Korea in advance.

Now it's a big help.

"I'll contact you as soon as possible." She hung up the phone.

There is only one reason not to contact Kang Mucheng rashly - to avoid bringing him danger.

How powerful is the 3Q Group? Does it only have believers in South Korea and the United States? Are there any in Japan? Qi Tian's ability is bizarre and unpredictable. Are there still such evil guys in the séance?

It's better to be careful.

Jian Jing carefully found the hotel where Kang Mucheng was staying, and observed for a few days. She didn't find any suspicious people coming in and out, so she was relieved.

It seems that Park Minzhe didn't betray her, otherwise the people of the 3Q Group knew she was in Fukuoka and would definitely not miss Kang Mucheng.

Jian Jing made a phone call: "See you at the airport tomorrow morning."

She spent this night in the Internet cafe.

Time flies by while eating snacks, reading comics, and playing games.

The next morning, she took a good bath in the bathroom. There were facial steamers, hair dryers, and makeup mirrors. It was indeed an Internet cafe where people could live permanently, and the facilities were not much worse than those of a hotel.

She restored her original appearance, put on a scarf and mask, and took the subway to the airport.

She arrived smoothly.

She found Kang Mucheng in the VIP room, and he immediately took her to handle immigration procedures.

I don’t know if it’s because the fax machines in Japan are slow, or if the hands of the séance are not so long, the moving process was a little cumbersome but uneventful.

A quarter of an hour later, the plane took off.

Jian Jing was finally completely relaxed, lying on the spacious sofa and didn’t want to get up.

Kang Mucheng asked, "What happened?"

"I met a bunch of psychopaths." She was extremely depressed, but when she thought of Qi Tian being frozen, she couldn't help but feel happy, "But a big problem was solved, so it's not a loss."

If Qi Tian didn't show up on his own, it would be very difficult to find him, but in the end he killed himself, so everyone was happy.

Jian Jing asked him, "Are they still going to give me the one million?"

"I'll contact you when I get back." Kang Mucheng was very concerned, "There are all kinds of things on the Internet now, you are not really involved in any conspiracy, are you?"

"What did the Internet say?" She was surprised, "Hurry up and show me."

She snatched Kang Mucheng's mobile phone and swiped it for a long time in one breath, and finally caught up with the latest gossip.

No wonder the 3Q Group's tracking is not strong. The relationship is muddied. They dare not act rashly, for fear that the other party will release some more explosive news.

After catching up on the recent hot spots with interest, the plane landed on the runway in Heping City.

Back in the familiar city, a sense of security arises spontaneously.

Although Heping City is not peaceful, there are murders every now and then, which can be called China's Gotan and parallel popcorn, but after living here for a long time, you will always have a hometown-like attachment.

Home is here, important people are here, it is not a hometown, but it can be regarded as a hometown.

Jian Jing took a breath and posted on Weibo.

"Quick, take a photo of me at the airport." She told Kang Mucheng.

10 minutes later.

"Forget it, I'll take a selfie."

Anyway, I'm back.

She called Jiang Baiyan first and said to him, "It's about time to stop. It will be troublesome if we are noticed."

Jiang Baiyan's voice was sweet: "You are back~~Would you like to have dinner together tonight?"

"Tomorrow, I will take the knight to take a bath. Do you want to go?"

"Yes, see you at the usual place."

Then she posted a message on WeChat Moments to report that she was safe.

There was no time to reply to them one by one. Many reposts popped up on Weibo. She clicked on them and saw that Kojima Shimo had actually registered on Weibo and asked her nervously if she was okay.

She clicked to follow and sent him a private message.

[I got home safely. Are you all okay?]

Kojima Shimo replied quickly: [Mr. Ishikawa, Ms. Terauchi and I are all safe]

That's good.

She was relieved.

Of course, they had dinner at Kang Mucheng's house, and after dinner, they took the knight home. After walking for half a month, the dog saw her and leaped over, almost falling to the ground.

"Okay, okay, I'm back." Jian Jing hugged the German Shepherd's neck and stroked its fur. "You missed me, right? Let's take a bath tomorrow."

The rider was not afraid of taking a bath, and his tail wagged even more happily.

After arriving home, Jian Jing was finally able to put her worries aside and had a good sleep, wagging the next afternoon.

Met with Jiang Baiyan, sent the pet to the hospital for a bath and beauty treatment, and had afternoon tea.

Jiang Baiyan returned the USB flash drive to her and told her the latest gossip on the Internet: "I don't know what those Americans did when they returned. It seems that the army really went there to investigate."

Jian Jing gloated: "Really? 3Q Group is going to be in trouble."

Jiang Baiyan was very worried: "Will they find out about you?"

"No, if the people from 3Q want to accuse me, they have to have someone believe them." Jian Jing said, "The whole show has nothing to do with me from beginning to end, and I am a novelist, what ability do I have to do this?"

It makes sense.

Jiang Baiyan relaxed slightly, half serious and half joking: "I have been scared these days, I am afraid that you will not come back, and then we can only break the jar and go to hell together."

Jian Jing glanced at him.

He: "?"

"Nothing." She stirred her coffee and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Baiyan: "...Oh."

"I'm a little happy." Jian Jing held her chin and looked at the busy streets outside. Suddenly, she said, "I didn't have time to think about anything during those days in Korea. I was always guessing 3Q's reaction. I suddenly felt very happy when I got home yesterday."

She said, "Someone cares about me and helps me. I'm back and everyone is happy for me... It turns out that I'm also very important in this world."

Jiang Baiyan said, "Of course you are very important."

Jian Jing smiled and shook her head slightly.

"Important" is not the key point. The key point is that you are very important in "this world."

Three years have passed. In the blink of an eye, Su Xing has been in this world for three years.

She has gained some fame, earned a decent amount of money, and lived a better life than in another world. She had fun solving cases, and was recognized, praised, and even admired for her writing.

But these things, like the milk foam in cappuccino, only floated on the top layer and were not really integrated into the coffee.

It's much better now.

She picked up the coffee cup and drank the stirred coffee in one gulp.

The milk foam, milk, and coffee liquid mixed together, creating a rich flavor in the mouth.

The mellowness of milk, the bitterness of coffee, and the lightness of milk foam.

"Waiter, another cup." She smiled.

Jiang Baiyan looked at her and couldn't understand the reason for a moment, but he didn't ask anything and raised his hand: "I want a cup too, and another serving of fried chicken."

Jian Jing: "Not dieting anymore?"

He raised his hands high and made an exaggerated gesture: "This year's work is done!"

"Then let's go for hot pot tonight!"

"Okay, okay!"

Then, he was photographed by the paparazzi.

A dark alley, dim street lights, and blocked vehicles.

Jian Jing took the other person's camera and looked at the photos they took one by one: "How much does it cost to take a photo?"

"Uh." The two reporters laughed, "Not much, not much, just enough to make a living."

Jian Jing was quite concerned: "Are you taking a photo of me or Xiao Bai?"

"Teacher Jian, you're very popular recently, so..." The reporter didn't waste any words and said directly, "20,000 yuan, you can pack up the photos and take them away."

Jian Jing looked at Jiang Baiyan who was squatting on the side of the road feeding stray cats: "Then I'll give it to you?"

He was experienced: "Find my agent, and you can use the studio's account." "

That makes sense." Jian Jing said, "This photo of me looks very good, send it to me."

"Where?" Jiang Baiyan leaned over. It was a photo of her walking a dog. "Very handsome."

But Jian Jing was still a little dissatisfied: "It's too blurry. People's street photos are all very good-looking."

Jiang Baiyan rolled up his sleeves: "I'll take a photo for you."

He snatched the paparazzi's SLR and acted as a temporary photographer: "The light is good under the street lamp. Hey, don't move. There's a cat coming towards you. Don't move, look at me!!"

In the alley, under the lights, the girl and a group of stray cats.

There is nothing more beautiful and lovely than this.

Jiang Baiyan took many photos and finally lay on the ground, which made the two reporters itchy, but they didn't dare to take out their phones to take pictures secretly.

"I took the camera." He was too lazy to take photos, so he just took it directly, "Ask my agent to report it."

Entertainment reporter: "...Okay."

This is the rich man, can't afford to offend.

They played like this until after ten o'clock before going home.

Jian Jing originally wanted to return the money on the way if it was early, but it was so late that she had to talk about it tomorrow.

The next day, when she was walking the dog, she turned in the direction of the police station and ran into Lao Gao at the intersection. He said that Ji Feng had asked for leave.

Jian Jing listened suspiciously: "He asked for leave? Did Yunyun get into trouble?"

"No." Lao Gao said, "He said that an acquaintance was released from prison and went to pick someone up."

Released from prison? She frowned and said nothing: "Okay, I'll come another day."

Lao Gao was very enthusiastic: "It's the same if you tell me anything."

"Nothing, I'm walking the dog and passing by." She said.

Lao Gao didn't ask any more questions.

Heping City Third Prison.

A thin woman, carrying a tattered suitcase, slowly walked out of the prison's iron gate.

It was cold, with heavy clouds hanging overhead. The cold wind blew, blowing up the withered yellow sycamore leaves.

The old woman squinted her eyes and observed the surrounding environment with unfamiliarity. After a moment, she saw the bus stop in the distance, and walked over with difficulty to pick up her bag.

"The bus here doesn't go to the west of the city." Someone said to her.

The old woman slowly turned her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."

"You are going back to the Anju community," Ji Feng said, "I'll take you there."

The old woman's hunched back straightened up immediately, and her eyes became alert: "Do you know me?"

"My name is Ji Feng," he said, "Ji Liming's son."

"Oh, the son of that policeman." The old woman sneered, "Today, it's your turn to seek revenge on me?"

Ji Feng asked: "Why should I seek revenge on you? Because you killed my father?"

He put out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road: "Ms. Zhang, you were sentenced to fifteen years in prison for intentional homicide. You have been given three reductions in sentence for good behavior. You will be released from prison this year. I have no reason to seek revenge."

After a while, the old woman spoke: "You would not come to me for no reason."

"Of course." Ji Feng said, "It's been ten years. I'm here to fulfill my father's last wish."

The old woman said, "My husband is dead."

"But the murderer is not certain." He said, "Who was wrongly killed? You and I must have a result."