Hidden Assassin

I don't want to joke about that.

Accompanied by the sound of the TV commercial, Ling Jing's tone was slightly stiff, and an angry expression appeared between her delicate eyebrows. After a long time, Jia Ming on the other side of the sofa let out a long sigh of relief.

I mean it.

I said, I don't want to make such a joke!

Ling Jing widened her eyes and raised her voice. Picking up the remote control in her hand and pressing it randomly, the sound of the TV went up first, then down again after a while, Lingjing threw away the remote control, and stared at the TV screen stubbornly.

Jia Ming bent down, held his head in his hands, and answered her with the same voice: Break up...

What did my parents tell you? Or those relatives? I said I don't want to make such a joke. Don't make it look like a TV show, okay? Lingjing suddenly rolled over as Jiaming said the call. On the sofa, I went to the coffee table and poured myself a glass of water, and my voice trembled with my mood, I said I don't want to go abroad, I don't want to go abroad, I don't want to go abroad, I never thought about being a great musician, even if I give up now It doesn't matter, you already know this, why do you want to think about it, if you behave like this, I...even I will be angry!

It's not because of the piano...

What is that because of? Gudu Gudu poured a glass of water, Lingjing turned around, It's not because of this, what else is it because of?

Jia Ming rubbed his forehead, silently looking at the ground. Ling Jing just looked at him like that.

Say it.

many things……

A lot of what? Because those people at home always bother you? I asked you to travel to Guilin? I... Ling Jing's eyes were red, and she thought for a long time, I... because I'm always thinking about rustling things Losing my temper? Am I too nagging? I don't like the underworld? Or do you like Sasha and not me...are you bored with me?

Not these...

What are you talking about?

Glancing at him, Lingjing waited for the answer from the other side. The sound of the TV continued to ring in the room, as if between the sound, the bodies of the two did not move at all. Only the rhythm of breathing remains, which seems to be clearly audible in this cross talk.

In fact, before this, Jia Ming had already prepared several sets of rhetoric, and he even had a clear idea of ​​the expression when he spoke. Appropriately placed in the current situation, he opened his mouth, but finally couldn't say anything. Ling Jing waited for a long time. Finally spoke.

What did my parents tell you? That's right?

No, you know they wouldn't do something like this...

Do you like other girls? Ling Jing took a deep breath and paused, Xun?

no.

That's... Dongfang Wan?

How can it be……

It's not Dongfang Wan. It's definitely not Xu Yiting.

I have never had any contact with her...

Who is that...

Nothing...

Sister Yahan?

After several consecutive guesses, the voice stopped abruptly in the air. The last name, Lingjing, was basically spoken casually. Who knew that Jiaming stopped suddenly, and her body froze. After a while, she trembled and asked again: Is it Sister Yahan?

...how did you guess that?

I...Of course I was just guessing...ha... Ling Jing opened her mouth, and an extremely absurd emotion suddenly surged in her mind. She put this choice last, but she actually thought it was the least possible. However, the scene from the acquaintance with Yahan to the present suddenly came up, he laughed absurdly, stopped spinning, and stretched his left hand to his mouth. I don't know what expression to put on: But... you're talking nonsense, you... Sister Yahan is seven years older than you, how is it possible, how... Sister Yahan, she...she...

Saying this, Ling Jing slumped her shoulders, staggered and sat back on the sofa, holding her head in her hands. Ten fingers penetrated between the long hair: What the hell... when did it happen...

Jia Ming was silent for a while: Last year in New York.

Sister Yahan is sick. Go save her, and then... She thought for a while. Then you reconciled...Uh, no wonder sister Yahan talked to us again after she came back, and you are still playing together, you... You...have you told Sasha?

without……

Then why did you tell me!

Lingjing yelled with red eyes, seeing that Jia Ming kept his head down and remained silent again, grabbed an apple on the coffee table and threw it at him, picked up the remote control with the other hand and threw it out. Time, the apple on the coffee table, the remote control on the sofa, pillows, and clothes all flew towards Jia Ming. Ling Jing was annoyed by Jia Ming's silence, and threw out almost everything he could get at that moment. A few apples hit Jiaming's head and bounced away. After the apples were thrown away, she subconsciously touched the fruit plate...

With a swipe, blood spattered out.

Lingjing's hand holding the fruit knife froze in mid-air, Jiaming took a breath, looked at the cut on his left arm, and still didn't speak. After a while, Lingjing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put down the knife, leaned over, first picked up the pillow beside her, and then took her own coat, and covered the wound on Jiaming's hand, pressed a few times, but The blood couldn't stop. Her eyes were full of water, but she stubbornly opened them wide, and never let the tears stay.

After pressing a few times, she got up quietly, walked into the inner bedroom, took out the medicine box, unbuttoned Jiaming's clothes, then took off his shirt, took out iodine and gauze, and began to clean his wound .

The sound of the advertisement continued on the TV, and the two figures behind the coffee table were like a quiet silhouette. Jia Ming sat there, watching Ling Jing, who was kneeling beside his legs, silently cleaning, applying medicine, and bandaging. The girl was beautiful but thin. The body trembled slightly. After the wound was bandaged, she quietly packed her things, and then took the medicine box back to the room. When he came out of the room, he already had a Jiaming shirt in his hand.

Put the clothes next to him. The girl passed him, sat back in her original position, and stared at the TV screen.

It's been more than a year, why did you say it at this time?

Why sister Yahan?

I... Shasha and I can follow you together, but...

Isn't it enough to have me and Shasha?

Perhaps because she was frightened by the blood, Lingjing didn't give it up loudly. She watched the TV, her voice was always faint, but there was no answer there, and Jiaming put on his clothes. I closed my eyes in pain, not knowing what to think. Afterwards, the two sat silently on the same sofa. Let the time go by with the tick sound of the clock. .

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, the commercial on TV is over, and a violent movie is replaced. The sun was gradually slanting to the west outside the window, Ling Jing sat there, not knowing what to do, what to expect, and whether he could forgive Jia Ming for this incident, his mind was in a mess, if Sha Sha Just like... no. Maybe it would be better if Shasha wasn't there, she couldn't stand such a thing, but neither could she, Sister Yahan...in such a mood. Suddenly remembered something from my childhood.

I remember when I was in elementary school, I was too strong, and I was scolded as a man in class. Later, I sat on the grass slope and cried. Jiaming came and said, Even if you are a man, I will marry you. I just feel embarrassed. He slapped him easily. Then there was a cold war for three days, and I sat next to him. He refused to take the initiative to talk to him, but he hoped that Jia Ming could come to apologize, or take the initiative to raise the topic. However, Jia Ming has never apologized. When he went to the martial arts hall, he deliberately closed the door to prevent him from entering, hoping that he would knock on the door outside, or say open the door, and he would have a reason to speak. When he opened the door, he just left.

When he was a child, that was his character, he was wronged at home and cried for a long time, but in the end he was the first to find him, and reconciled with him as if nothing had happened. The situation at that time was so similar to now, what did I expect, maybe explanation, apology, repentance, even the brazen sophistry of a man, maybe... Maybe I would be moved by the rhetoric and deceived Forgive him and even find reasons for him. It doesn't matter if you are cheated...

But everything was always like this, he used silence instead of apology, she knew that apology was there, if she slashed him with a knife, or wanted to kill him directly, he would face it without moving. But what's the use of this? When I was young, no matter what it was, I could talk first, smile first, and reconcile first, but this time...it's different...

She just waited and waited quietly, the sun faded from the sky, a children's cartoon was playing on the TV, and no one spoke. At some point, the phone rang, and Lingjing subconsciously He reached out and picked up the microphone beside him: Hello...

A vigorous voice came from the phone: Hello, who is answering the phone? I'm Dongfang Wan.

I'm Ye Lingjing.

Lingjing, have you convinced Jiaming? I will leave tomorrow morning. In such a hot weather, I will take an air-conditioned bus to Guilin with pleasant mountains and rivers, play in caves that are warm in winter and cool in summer, and swim in the Li River. How could such a good thing not go.

Jiaming said he's not going.

Ah? Forget it. I knew he wouldn't go. What about you and Shasha? We went together. There are so many people. I don't know if there is such a chance when we arrive in Beijing.

Sandsha doesn't go there... Lingjing replied softly like a ghost, and after a while, Can I go and play?

Of course - la - welcome, welcome, welcome, just gather at the gate of the school at six o'clock tomorrow morning, start early, it will be cooler, do you want me and Yiting to pick you up?

No, I'll come by myself, thank you.

Great, remember to bring your swimsuit and life buoy, well, you can actually buy a life buoy in the past...

Dongfang Wan chatted on the phone again, and after hanging up, Lingjing sat with her head down for half a minute, finally took a deep breath, raised her head, and stood up, with tears glistening in her red eye circles. But it never fell off.

After walking to the door and putting on shoes and socks, Lingjing opened the door and went out: I'll go home and sleep. The door was gently closed, and after a while, the voice of the game room owner greeting Lingjing came from downstairs.

About ten minutes later, Jia Ming took a deep breath, got up and turned off the TV, touched the bandaged gauze on his arm, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.

Hey... Kaoru, tomorrow afternoon. I'm flying to Tokyo.

When night fell, let our eyes turn to a villa on the outskirts of Xinning City.

Although it occupies a large area, it is not a very distinctive big house. At this time, as the lights came on one after another, the atmosphere of the whole villa seemed a bit chilly. More than a dozen expensive cars were parked on the street outside the villa, and some people in different clothes were waiting in the living room to be received by the owner.

Hey, Lao Huang, is what you said really so powerful?

The person who was talking to the people around him was a fat man. There is a middle-aged man with a mole next to his eye. If we can go back in time, we can see him at places where Jianghai gang bosses gather several times. This is the boss of a medium-sized gang in Jianghai City. Nicknamed Mountain King Cui, now his gang is having some trouble with the Shazhu Gang. The reason why he came to Xinning at this time is because the owner of this villa is also the boss of the Xinning Gang, Zhao Zhenhai. Their. But it's not this person.

Listened to his doubts. The old Huang next to him lowered his voice: Not great? Now that I'm here, I'm not afraid to explain it to you. Anyway, you'll know later... Chaohai Group, have you heard of it?

Just kidding, everyone who is in business, who hasn't heard of the Chaohai Group, what's the matter, that person... has something to do with Chaohai?

It's more than a relationship. He is the second son of Ying Haisheng, the chairman of Chaohai Group, and his name is Ying Zifeng. Think about it, if someone with this background makes a move to settle a Shazhu gang, isn't that just a matter of saying something? ?”

The boss surnamed Cui was stunned for a while: Wow, really? He Xinning Gang, how can he get in touch with the second son of the Chaohai Group?

There is a little bit of relationship, but the most important thing is that the little girl from the Shazhu Gang offended the second son in a film, and Boss Zhao has a way. Didn't the Shazhu Gang say to rectify it recently, and started to be good? Boss Zhao bought off the relationship. Recently, a boss led the second son and the others to a restaurant under the Shazhu gang. A friend of the second son fell in love with a lady there, and was willing to spend money... You know this kind of thing anyway... ...

The one surnamed Cui nodded. He is also used to the wind and waves. Hearing this, he naturally understood something: Didn't that woman come out to do it?

It is said that they went to college to do part-time jobs, work-study, but what are the identities of the second son and the others? In the past, if this kind of thing happened to him, he was willing to spend money. Let's help clear it up. Of course, the matter is easy to solve. The second son's friend drank After all, I was drunk after some wine, not to mention the woman in the wine, it’s just casual, who knows that the little girl happened to be nearby, she didn’t do anything, but she just ordered someone to beat up the friend of the Second Young Master.”

The boss surnamed Cui laughed: Then this is the end of the beam.

That's not it. Lao Huang also laughed, But everyone was not sure at the time. When the second son came out, he actually met that little girl. The boss was terrified. Who knew that after he came out, the second son asked about the recent domineering of the Sand Bamboo Gang, he just sneered, and then you know, this happened. Anyway, the second son made a move to settle that little girl The film is not a simple matter. The reason why I contacted you is because once the Shazhu Gang has problems, Jiang Hai can't. Everyone can divide the Shazhu Gang's territory, but it must be done slowly. Turmoil or something, you know, no one can protect everyone, so the second son will be a notary in the middle, so that everyone can handle the future affairs in a peaceful manner, as for the current members of the Shazhu Gang...

He waved his hand and smiled sinisterly.

Hehe, let's wait and see. Since someone has been asking me recently whether the hidden killing is about to end... Let me tell you, the hidden killing is scheduled to be ten volumes, even if it is different from the schedule, there are still nine volumes, and now the first The seventh volume has just passed the first half, so it won't be so unfinished. To be honest, I am the person who hates unfinished work the most. Our slogan is: Eunuch Ning, no unfinished work! ^^.