"Yes." Ying Zijin nodded, "When did you agree to meet?"
"Let me see." Rita took out her phone, glanced at the calendar, and frowned. "August 23. Tsk, that's too much trouble. I have to stay in China for more than ten days."
Today is August 7th, and there are still 16 days until the date she agreed with the First Poison Master.
Rita was also confused as to why the First Poison Master suddenly changed the meeting place.
And it happened to be in China.
Originally, they were supposed to meet on this island last night.
But after her competition, the First Poison Master changed the meeting place and time.
"Place?"
"Shanghai."
Ying Zijin paused for a moment: "Shanghai?"
"You're also confused, aren't you?" Rita spread her hands. "I thought a hunter of this level would be in your imperial capital, or living in seclusion in the mountains."
The ancient martial arts world and the ancient medical world are both in the imperial capital.
It’s just that ordinary people can’t find it, and even if they do, they can’t get in.
"But it's not impossible." Rita added, "I don't know if you know that the last No. 7 on the Gun God List died in Shanghai, and the Hidden Alliance has not yet figured out who did it."
The sunlight gradually became dazzling, and Ying Zijin put on his hat: "I know."
"So I wondered if the number one poison master killed him." Rita analyzed seriously, "You see, only the poison master can kill people without leaving any evidence."
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment.
She couldn't refute that.
The seventh on the Gun God List was indeed killed by her.
However, she did not clean up the scene, so there was no evidence. It should be that Fu Yunshen helped her clean up later.
"Anyway, thanks to him, I moved up one spot on the list after his death." Rita tossed her hair, looking very charming. "So I was ranked 88th."
"I can give you the Tranquilizing Flower." Ying Zijin hesitated for a moment, "But I have one condition."
"You said, I can satisfy you and I can definitely do it."
"I will go with you to meet the number one poison master."
"Sure, no problem." Rita agreed directly, "Let's just make a deal. I'll ask her to treat my father."
Ying Zijin's eyes moved slightly.
"Wait a minute, I have something for you." Rita waved to the middle-aged man not far away, "Myron, bring it here."
The middle-aged man hurried forward, carrying a box.
"This is a gun from my collection." Rita opened the box. "It can be used, but it's not very powerful because its shell is made of gold and diamonds, just for the sake of appearance."
"Please accept it as our reconciliation gift."
Ying Zijin didn't refuse. She pointed to the side and said, "These are for you."
Lita picked up one of the small jars: "What is this?"
"Whitening mask."
These four words made Lita put it away decisively. She whistled and smiled: "Oriental beauty, if you have time, I will invite you to our place to eat macaroni."
She waved and boarded another plane.
——
Five hours later.
The plane arrived in Shanghai again.
The weather in August is very hot and humid, like a furnace.
"Let's go, little friend. I'll take you there." Fu Yunshen patted her head. "You've been tired these past few days. Go home and have a good sleep."
Yunshan was tactful enough not to follow him. He left, making the excuse that he had to go do some business.
The two took the car back.
On the way, Ying Zijin saw an old lady selling mung bean soup and sour plum soup on the roadside.
She sat on a small stool with two boxes in front of her.
"I'll go buy a cup." Ying Zijin turned around, "Do you want to drink?"
She seemed to have never seen him drink anything other than health tea.
"Yeah." Fu Yunshen didn't refuse this time and stopped the car. "Buy the room temperature ones. Your stomach is more important."
Ying Zijin got out of the car and walked to the stall.
She took two cups of mung bean soup and was about to scan the code to pay.
The old lady wiped her hands with a towel and hesitated: "Little girl, do you have cash?"
Ying Zijin looked up: "Cash?"
Nowadays, money is generally transferred online and few people carry cash.
"It's nothing." The old lady sighed, "Technology is so advanced nowadays. I don't understand anything. My son helped me to get the payment code."
She wiped the reddened corners of her eyes, a little embarrassed: "All the scan code payments have been scanned to him. I want to buy some vegetables and stew soup for my husband today, so I thought of asking if you have cash."
Ying Zijin's hand paused, and she saw that the profile picture of the other person was a middle-aged man.
Obviously it is not the old lady’s own WeChat account.
She closed her eyes slightly and understood what was going on.
Seeing her silence, the old lady hurriedly said, "If you don't have it, it's okay, just transfer the money."
"Yes, grandma." Fu Yunshen came over without knowing when, took out a dozen hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, and smiled, "Here you go."
"That's too much." The old lady had never seen so much money before. She was shocked and pushed it away. "A cup of mung bean soup is four yuan. Eight yuan will be enough."
"You can't even buy half a chicken with eight dollars." Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes, "Well, if you think I'm losing money, you can sell me the rest."
The old lady was at a loss.
Fu Yunshen had already bent down, picked up the bag and started filling it with mung bean soup and sour plum soup. He said in a light voice, "Your son doesn't give you money?"
The old lady lowered her head and sighed: "He worked hard too, maybe he forgot about it. How can parents be so picky with their children?"
Ying Zijin looked at the two people's actions and raised his hand to press his chest.
She had always known that her body had a big flaw: she had no heart.
This heart does not refer to an organ.
It is the heart that can make people have emotional fluctuations towards the outside world.
She knows what love and hate are, and she has emotions, but she can't perceive them.
When it comes to emotions, she's like a robot.
But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel this human warmth.
It seems that she is recovering slowly.
After buying all the mung bean soup and sour plum soup, Fu Yunshen picked up the bag and said, "It's enough for you to drink for a long time."
Seeing that the girl had been looking at one place, he tapped her forehead with his fingers and chuckled: "Yaoyao, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Nothing." Ying Zijin came back to her senses. She looked at him and suddenly raised her hand to hug him. "Thank you."
It's a very common action, not particularly ambiguous.
There is no difference between greeting and hugging friends.
After all, he had carried her on his back and hugged her before.
Fu Yunshen's body tensed up slightly for a moment, but soon relaxed.
He moved his fingers and raised his peach blossom eyes: "Little friend, is this considered teasing?"
"Not really, at most it can be considered as -" Ying Zijin took the bowl of mung bean soup from him, still speaking in a cold and gentle tone, "I took advantage of you."
“…”
——
There are two types of tutoring at Qingzhi Middle School.
The first is a unified one by the school, where make-up classes are provided for one month after the exam and then summer vacation is allowed.
The second is that after the unified make-up classes are completed, students can choose to attend classes or take a holiday according to their own opinions.
So after August, fewer people came to school.
However, people from the gifted class come here every day.
"Yuexuan, what are you thinking about?" The girl at the same table waved her hand in front of her eyes, "Why have you been absent-minded these days?"
Ying Yuexuan suddenly retracted her thoughts and lowered her eyes: "Nothing, I just haven't seen my brother for a long time."
Although Ying Tianlu did not hear her conversation with Zhong Manhua that day, Ying Yuexuan could feel that Ying Tianlu's attitude towards her had changed.
In the past, before Ying Tianlu left Shanghai to start his own business, he would always send her to school, but this time he didn't do that.
Ying Yuexuan was a little confused.
She later thought that even if Ying Tianlu knew that she was not his biological sister, it would not be a big deal.
After all, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting knew it early on and still treated her very well.
"Your brother?" The girl didn't ask much, just said casually, "Maybe he has something to do, don't take it to heart."
Ying Yuexuan responded and started writing the test paper.
The girl continued, "Yuexuan, you can rest assured. Although your family adopted Ying Zijin, who is also very capable, you are the biological child."
"How can an adopted child be compared to a biological child? She can't even be considered as a cuckoo occupying the magpie's nest."
Ying Yuexuan raised her head abruptly, and for the first time her gentle tone became more serious: "Don't say such things."
The girl was startled and quickly changed the subject: "Yuexuan, I heard that Mu Chenzhou is living in your house now, how is it?"
Zhong Zhiwan had brought Mu Chenzhou to Qingzhi several times, and they had met each other before.
He is indeed a young man raised by a big family in the imperial capital, and his every move shows the demeanor of a noble family.
"What do you mean?" Ying Yuexuan didn't feel anything. "There are differences between men and women. I haven't had much contact with him, and I don't like him either."
The girl was confused: "Why?"
Ying Yuexuan finished writing a paper: "Because he doesn't like his sister."
"Ying Zijin?" The girl was stunned, then understood. "I guess Zhong Zhiwan also said something in front of him. Oh, why didn't I see that she was such a person at the beginning."
——
Wen family.
After Ying Zijin arrived at the community, Fu Yunshen did not leave, but sent her upstairs.
She had just reached the door and inserted the key when her eyes suddenly changed.
Wen Fengmian heard the sound of the key being inserted into the bolt, and he walked over to open the door: "Yaoyao, you're back."
Ying Zijin raised his head and scanned the room which was only 60 square meters.
There was no sign of Wen Tinglan.
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