The one who approached her was a trendy guy. He was very interested in Jian Jing and asked, "You were brought here by Zhou Zisheng, but you didn't stay with him. But Zhao Lu talked to you and you ignored him."

The implication was: It's like you're stepping on Zhou Zisheng to catch rich people, but when a rich man comes to you, you're reserved. What are you trying to do?

Jian Jing already had a mature strategy for dealing with this kind of thing, and she would still say, "What's it got to do with you?"

"Let's chat." The trendy man didn't care about her indifference, "Don't be fooled by Zhou Zisheng. He must have told you that he started from scratch and needed a loan to do business, right? Tsk tsk, his family is not bad."

He observed Jian Jing's expression and saw that she was still not interested, so he started talking about the investor again: "You may not have heard of his name, but you must have heard of the companies he invested in."

Sure enough, he listed the names of several large companies.

"He has good relationships with many big bosses."

Then there were several names that were often seen in financial magazines.

Jian Jing was curious for a moment: "Do you know Kang Mucheng?"

"Mr. Kang from Jinwu? You are a big target." The trendy man looked at her with admiration, and then told her a shocking news, "When I came, I saw his car, it should be in the hall upstairs - the whereabouts of this busy man are not easy to catch, you are lucky today..."

He hinted meaningfully.

And Jian Jing also smiled.

She felt that this man was very capable and could make all the big guys sound like his friends. Although he misunderstood her, it was a good breakthrough at the moment.

"I'm just asking." Jian Jing didn't want to see Kang Mucheng. If the mission was successful, everything would be easy. If the mission failed, what's the point of seeing him more often? Instead, she said, "Tell me about the others. Who is the one wearing a plaid shirt?"

Trendy man: "Zhou Zisheng's cousin. He just came here to play today, but his family should be well off. Otherwise, Zhou Zisheng wouldn't bring him."

Jian Jing asked: "Do you know Zhou Zisheng well?"

"My cousin and he are childhood friends, so I see him quite often." The trendy man said, "He is also a celebrity in the circle of friends."

Jian Jing pretended to listen attentively.

The trendy man said, "He has a good family background, is capable, and has a promising future. If a parent has a son like him, they would be very sad. But he has a problem. He doesn't like blind dates arranged by his family. He likes to chase women by himself... Let me be frank. Girls with similar family backgrounds may not be willing to be bullied by him. Only those who are not as good as him are willing to be humble. You have to be careful - tsk, it's too late, he's coming."

He raised his glass to greet him, turned around and ran away, leaving Jian Jing to face Zhou Zisheng.

Zhou Zisheng was a little angry.

He brought Jian Jing here, to put it bluntly, to appease her: high-end cocktail parties, elite contacts, incomprehensible stock investments... This is a world that ordinary high school teachers can never touch, with rampant material desires and dazzling luxury. Most people will definitely be shocked, and thus have yearning and fear.

Of course, on the other hand, he also wants to use Jian Jing's beauty to save face for himself.

Internet celebrities are also beautiful, but can they be the same as girls from decent families? Zhou Zisheng claims to be a man of taste and looks down on those packaged women.

However, Jian Jing's performance is too embarrassing.

She is also interested in other people.

"Have fun?" Zhou Zisheng smiled.

"No, there's nothing fun to see." She said, "I don't want to see the stars either, Xue Zhe..."

Jian Jing searched the pictures and remembered who he was. Wasn't he the boy holding a cat in the hot spring hotel? This kid was also miserable. There was only Xie Wei and Jiang Baiyan in the hotel. He really couldn't leave an impression.

"It's not someone I have to see." She scanned the other people present with a bit of boredom. She didn't catch anyone suspicious and couldn't help feeling annoyed. "You drank, so you don't have to send me off. I'll take a taxi."

Zhou Zisheng was caught off guard by her and repeatedly confirmed: "Are you leaving now?"

"Yes." She said, "I saw that someone has already left."

After all, this is a cocktail party to connect with each other. Those who are willing to curry favor will stay, and those who are not willing to show up will leave after the roll call. It's not a big deal.

Zhou Zisheng stared at her for a long while, then sneered: "Then go."

He was insulted, so he naturally wouldn't be so mean as to continue to persuade her to stay. He left after saying something, with anger still on his face. Others could tell at a glance that they had quarreled.

The trendy man appeared with a half-smile: "I'll tell you." He invited her, "Take you to meet other people?" Obviously this was the purpose of the conversation.

"I'm tired." Jian Jing waved her hand, "Goodbye."

She left.

It seems that she left at this time last time: because the cocktail party was too boring and she was too incompatible with it. No matter what Zhou Zisheng's original intention was, Jian Jing felt uncomfortable waiting there, and wanted to leave on the pretext of a headache.

He was also very angry, and finally parted unhappily.

However, whether it was due to her observation or the reminder of the trendy man, Zhou Zisheng did not look like a murderer.

Not worth it.

There is more than one fish in Jian Jing's fish pond, so there must be more than one woman he interacts with.

It doesn't make sense.

Jian Jing was worried. When she first received the task, she was still very calm. Although all the cards were disabled, the thinking and experience she had honed would not disappear.

She was confident that she could find the murderer.

But now, there is no suspect.

Heping City is too peaceful [doge]

She took the elevator downstairs, and soon someone came in.

It was Kang Mucheng.

Jian Jing didn't expect to see him in this world, and she glanced at him curiously.

Kang Mucheng had drunk some wine, and his breathing was heavier than usual. He had his coat tucked into the crook of his arm, and his expression was very serious. He glanced at Jian Jing, took out his cell phone and put it back.

Jian Jing didn't talk to him either, but her lips were slightly curved, and her eyes were filled with joy.

Ding Dong, the time spent in the elevator passed in the blink of an eye.

The elevator door opened, and there was a dazzling white light outside.

Jian Jing was stunned for a moment, then she remembered that Kang Mucheng had pressed F1 just now. She followed him out of habit and forgot to press her own floor, so she went straight to the parking lot.

Now that she was here, she went back up, as if he was deliberately following her, which was weird.

She took a few steps towards the exit. The flashing incandescent lights, the newly painted ground, and the rows of luxury cars made a memory come flooding back.

What a coincidence, she took this road last time.

The door of this five-star hotel is on the second floor, so F1 is not on the first floor, but on the underground floor. The real first floor is the swimming pool and gym. The elevator outside cannot enter, and you have to go through the guest room department at the back.

So, she didn't know what was going on when she left, and pressed F1, but she went directly to the basement.

The underground was empty.

Jian Jing walked slowly towards the exit, and when she turned a corner, she suddenly saw a person.

Plaid shirt.

"Uh, you are..." The man in the plaid shirt recognized her and spoke first, "Why are you alone?"

Jian Jing glanced at the open trunk of his car and smiled slightly: "I don't think it's fun, so I'll leave first. You are...?"

She made a puzzled expression.

He wiped his palms and said shyly: "Zhou Zisheng is my cousin... Then I'll take you home."

Jian Jing hesitated and shook her head: "No, I'll take a taxi, it's okay."

The young man did not insist.

Jian Jing walked out of the parking lot, went around the corner, and took a taxi home. She

was in a good mood.

If I'm not mistaken, the abnormality in her cousin's trunk was blood.

After returning home, she took a shower and checked the notice of the unknown female corpse again. There was a blurred photo on it, but it could be vaguely seen that there was no external injury.

The photos of the clothes released by the police also showed no bloodstains.

According to the daily life in this world, it is estimated that she either drowned or committed suicide by jumping into the water. Murder is still rare.

Would Plaid Shirt decide to kill her just because she saw bloodstains today?

Jian Jing held her chin and thought for a moment, and slowly came to an end in her heart, and went to bed happily.

The next day, Saturday, she woke up early and went home to visit her parents.

The Jian couple was shocked and didn't know what she was doing so early in the morning: "What's the matter?"

"Come for lunch." Jian Jing nestled in the sofa, occasionally checking Weibo and Moments.

Jian's mother breathed a sigh of relief, put on her basket and prepared to buy some delicious food. Jian's father has not retired yet, so he went to his workplace this morning to check it out and went home only when there was nothing to do.

At lunch, the couple talked about the old things again.

"You're not a child anymore," said Jane's mother. "How were the conversations with the people I introduced to you before?"

Jian Jing said straightforwardly, "I blocked them all."

Jane's mother was anxious: "Why are you doing this?"

"I don't like them," she said. "Don't introduce ugly men to me in the future. I feel annoyed just by looking at them."

Jane's father advised: "What's important about a man is not his appearance, but his ability."

After dying once, Jian Jing's attitude towards her parents has completely changed. She said affectionately and firmly: "Come on, I don't want to force myself anyway. Men, if this one doesn't come, there will always be another one. If you don't have any patience, what's the point of playing?"

Jane's mother was horrified: "What are you talking about, girl? What's the point of playing? Marriage is a lifelong event."

"To be honest." She said calmly, "Don't urge me, don't introduce me to anyone anymore, it's useless."

The couple of the Jane family looked at each other, and they all felt a little strange.

They still wanted to persuade her: "Jingjing, we don't have any other requirements for you, we just want you to live a peaceful life. Now while your parents are still able to work, you should get married and have children as soon as possible, and we can help you take care of them."

Jian Jing smiled and continued to eat.

The Jian couple continued to work hard: "It doesn't matter if you don't like what I introduced before, we are not forcing you..."

As they were muttering, a new message suddenly popped up on their phone.

Jian Jing opened it, it was a group message from the female teacher: [Have you heard? Severed hands and feet were found in Nanhua Community...]

Then there was a blurry video, the police's yellow cordon had been set up, and a large crowd of onlookers gathered outside.

Here they come.

If they only saw blood, there was actually no need to kill people, which would be easy to expose.

But what if a dismemberment case happened the next day?

Interesting, there are dismemberment cases in this world.

Jian Jing bit her chopsticks, smiled, and said, "I'm full, I'm leaving."

Her parents were about to bring up a new blind date partner - wouldn't it be a waste if she didn't go on a blind date on the weekend? Seeing her leaving, they hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Busy." Jian Jing went to the door to change her shoes, but for some reason she suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "Dad, Mom."

The couple: "Huh?"

"I can take care of myself, don't worry about me." She said, "I know what I'm doing and what I want to do."

Jian Jing looked at her parents, at her strange yet familiar home, smiled slightly, and repeated, "Don't worry about me."

Then she left without waiting for their response.