Killing Hundred Flowers + Spoiler

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Xiang Zidong felt that he had never racked his brains so much in his life before.

Liu Siruo is not very old, if anything happened to them, it could only be when Liu Siruo was young, when Ji Ya couldn't remember her name at all.

Since it can be called a "secret", it is by no means a good thing.

Did Ji Ya do anything bad to children when she was young?

"You, do you like children?" Xiang Zidong observed Liu Siruo's reaction when he suddenly raised this irrelevant question.

Hearing this question, Ji Ya's body froze subconsciously, but she was older after all, and she was more sophisticated than Xiang Zidong in many aspects, so she suppressed her emotions and thought for a moment, "I don't like it."

But Xiang Zidong still saw it.Because of the restrictions of the rules, they have to think about whether they conflict with their own secret information points. After confirming that there is no conflict, they cannot lie.

But on the other hand, if Ji Ya needs to think about whether there is a conflict, it proves that what Xiang Zidong asked is not a secret, but is inextricably linked, so she needs to think about it before telling the truth.

After all, if she answered right out of the mouth, she must have hit the nail on the head.

Does it really have something to do with children?Xiang Zidong smiled, but thought of something again.

"Do you dislike your sister, Ji Zhi? And her mother, your stepmother?"

Speaking of which, compared to this elder sister who is ten years older, Ji Zhi is still a child.

When Ji Ya heard this name, her fingers subconsciously stiffened again, but she said quietly and softly: "Yes".

How did the little girl in front of me know this?

The girl who defeated Fu Jiahui just now seemed to know something.

Who are they?

Xiang Zidong's heart fluttered, just now Man Dai said that Ji Zhi had a good relationship with her sister, but she didn't expect that there was something tricky about it.

But since the key word is Liu Siruo, this matter should have nothing to do with Ji Zhi.

When Ji Zhi's accident happened, Liu Siruo was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Ji Ya doesn't like Ji Zhi's affairs, so let Man Dai think about it.

Man Dai also froze for a long time when she heard the words, clenched her fists little by little, her watery eyes were filled with pain.

When the screen moved to the recording paper in front of Xiang Zidong, some numbers written on it were seen by the two of them.

"Liu Siruo's age..." Mandai murmured.

Xue Tianqing asked: "What did you think of?"

Man Dai asked back: "What do you think a person can do to a child?"

Xue Tianqing frowned, "Child abuse? I can't think of it."

At the same moment, Xiang Zidong recalled Liu Siruo's appearance. She was good at drawing, and spent a few minutes to paint Liu Siruo's roughly frontal face on the paper. She held up the paper and looked at Ji Ya, shaking shook his head.

Xiang Zidong thought about it again, and drew Liu Siruo's profile.After all, when she was pushed off the plane, she faced Liu Siruo's profile, so she was deeply impressed by it.

After comparing for a long time, Xiang Zidong found helplessly that the two people really don't look alike, and they should not be related.

What's more, one is surnamed Ji and the other is surnamed Liu.

When Man Dai saw this portrait, she seemed to understand something: "Is this Liu Siruo slightly darker in complexion?"

Xue Tianqing shook her head: "No. On the contrary, it's quite white."

Man Dai pondered for a moment, "Don't you think she doesn't look like a Chinese?"

"Impossible." Xue Tianqing shook her head, "I have seen her up close. She is black-haired and of yellow race, no doubt about it."

"Aren't there only Chinese people with black hair and yellow race?" Man Dai asked, "Is Xiang Zidong's painting very different from her own?"

"Not much." Xue Tianqing frowned.

"Look carefully, her eyebrows are protruding, her eyebrows are slightly deep, and the position of her mandible and teeth are also slightly protruding." Mandai pointed out calmly, "But you said that she is black-haired and of yellow race? She's Asian."

"so?"

"Vietnam, Philippines, Thailand?" Man Dai casually guessed a few countries, "Is it someone who looks similar to someone from Southeast Asia?"

When she said this, Xue Tianqing suddenly realized, and she was a little confused, "But her complexion is very fair. If she is from Southeast Asia, wouldn't she be a little darker? As for the high brow bone and deep eye sockets, it may just be a simple... look good?"

Man Dai shook her head: "I'm not sure either, after all, it's just a portrait. I've seen the Filipino maid in Ji Zhi's house, and somehow I feel that the facial features are somewhat similar."

Xiang Zidong pasted his sketch on the glass next to him, and asked Ji Ya: "Have you seen this man?"

Through the glass, Ji Ya couldn't see clearly, she squinted her eyes for a while, then shook her head.

Xiang Zidong still didn't give up: "It's just a girl with big eyes and three-dimensional facial features!"

Hearing her description, the little Vietnamese girl from many years ago appeared in Ji Ya's head.However, if she was still alive, she would have been captured by some rural man to be his wife.

So Ji Ya still shook her head.

In another room, Fu Jiahui began secretly plotting with Lan Wen.

"That Xue Tianqing, Miss Lan Wen, do you know her?"

When they were in school, everyone called Lan Wen "Sister" - after all, she was the eldest sister of their school. Even after meeting again after many years, Fu Jiahui still used this title.

Lan Wen snorted coldly as an answer.

Fu Jiahui continued: "The last Xue Tianqing and this Xiang Zidong look very young, at least five or six years younger than us, right? How did they know what happened to us back then? Even, Ji Zhi? "

Lan Wen said coldly: "The Xue family still has some status. It's not surprising that Xue Tianqing knows this."

Fu Jiahui smiled shyly: "Sister Lan Wen, when these things happened, I'm afraid these two little girls were still in elementary school. If someone hadn't told them, how would they know?"

"You mean, the third person who hasn't appeared yet?" Lan Wen disdainfully said, "Who could it be?"