Chapter 207: 207: Jiang Zhi is jealous again, Xiao Yusheng and Fang Bao (one more update) Chapter 207: 207: Jiang Zhi is jealous again, Xiao Yusheng and Fang Bao (one more update) She smashed her phone and suddenly burst into tears.

Xu Yunci was about to step forward to ask, but Luo Yinghe held her back.

“What on earth is wrong with Qinghe?”

Luo Yinghe replied irritably, “God knows.”

The last time Luo Qinghe shed tears was when her mother passed away; she was a proud and strong person, bleeding but never crying.

To be honest, seeing her cry so desperately, Luo Yinghe felt quite pleased, “Crying like my old man just died.”

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Xu Yunci scolded her.

She huffed and stormed into the house.

Past eleven at night, Xiao Zhong returned from the Traffic Division, as there was a case, and several members of the Criminal Investigation Team were working overtime.

Captain Cheng stopped his work, “How is it?”

Xiao Zhong took a sip of water, “It’s not a simple hit-and-run.”

“What do you mean?”

“They’ve pulled up the car, but couldn’t find the dashcam inside, and what’s weirder, the surveillance in that area was broken, nothing was captured.” Xiao Zhong clicked his tongue, “It’s very likely deliberate murder.”

Too many coincidences, mostly pointing to premeditation.

Moreover, Luo Changde was a man with enemies everywhere; people wanting him dead could probably line up from the Traffic Division to the Criminal Investigation Team.

Captain Cheng instructed Xiao Zhong, “You check to see if there are any eyewitnesses.”

“Okay.”

“Zhang Wen, pull up the nearby surveillance and conduct a check, see if there’s any suspicious vehicle.”

“No problem.”

Captain Cheng checked his watch, “It’s almost half-past eleven, everyone get off work.”

A few detectives in the office then started making plans to grab a drink together.

“Oh, right.” Xiao Zhong almost forgot, “The body has not been dredged up yet; it might have been washed away by the river.” After this long in the river, there was essentially no chance of survival.

“Beep, beep, beep.”

In the deep silence of the night, the only sound in the hospital room was the heart monitor.

Tang Xiang, with her arms folded, stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the numbers jumping on the monitor, “This woman, Luo Qinghe,” she admitted admiration, “is ruthless.”

Her own father, and yet she had the heart to do it, just when it seemed like dogs might just bite each other, she went straight for the kill. Such boldness is rare among women, but unfortunately, her heart wasn’t in the right place.

With Luo Changde down, all plans were disrupted.

Jiang Zhi and his spouse were also in the hospital room.

Zhou Xufang had been quiet all along, his mood looked off, Jiang Zhi asked, “Can he be saved?”

Tang Xiang had just asked the doctor, and the doctor said he wasn’t dead yet.

“His head is split open, and yet he’s still breathing.” Tang Xiang sighed, “Good people don’t last, while the scourges linger for a thousand years.” It was indeed ironic.

Jiang Zhi did not respond and took Zhou Xufang out.

She was anxious, “Jiang Zhi, did I do something wrong?”

It was she who had pulled up the person.

She had thought about letting that bad egg, Luo Changde, just die, but when she actually saw him struggling for help in the water, she couldn’t remain indifferent.

Because it was a human life.

The hospital corridor was dim; Jiang Zhi led her to a brighter place and said, “You did the right thing. Luo Changde can’t die like this, and even if he must die, it can’t be by your hand.”

Her hands, could not be stained with blood, even if it was a bad person’s.

She was still very uneasy, “He saw my face.”

Jiang Zhi bent down and hugged her, “It’s okay, I am here.”

“Jiang Zhi.”

“Hmm?”

She tilted her head, her cool little face against his neck moved, “If I am exposed, should I hide?”

If her identity as a professional errand runner was exposed, or if her abilities became known, she didn’t know how much trouble would come knocking.

Jiang Zhi said, “You don’t have to hide far, just behind me.”

Floods and ferocious beasts are nothing; he would shield her from them.

All the uneasiness in her heart was soothed by his comforting, as she hugged and nuzzled against him, telling him how good he was.

Ding—-
A WeChat notification sounded.

Zhou Xufang took out his phone, read the message, and asked Jiang Zhi, “Do you want to go to a concert?”

A concert?

Jiang Zhi had grown up without ever attending one. He lacked an artistic gene from childhood, and although the old lady forced him to try this and that when he was young, lack of talent meant just that. He couldn’t manage musical instruments, and although he could draw a little, no one could understand what he was drawing.

A concert?

Not interested.

But to accompany Zhou Xufang, he was interested, so he asked, “Whose concert is it?”

Zhou Xufang said, “Xiao Yusheng.”

Out of all people, it had to be that kid who hadn’t even grown a full set of whiskers yet.

Jiang Zhi: “Don’t want to.”

Since he didn’t want to go, Zhou Xufang didn’t insist, “Oh, then I’ll go with Lixiang just the two of us.”

“…”

He thought if he didn’t go, she would coax him to.

He thought if he didn’t go, she wouldn’t either.

Once a month, Jiang Zhi would feel like Zhou Xufang didn’t care about him that much, and then he would feel very anxious and insecure.

“Why are you going to his concert? Are you close with him?” His tone was like a husband who had caught his wife cheating.

Zhou Xufang explained, “Lixiang is really into this guy lately; she scored some tickets and invited me to go with her.”

Fang Lixiang’s idols could change several times a month, and this month, she was the national brother’s fangirl.

Jiang Zhi bent down to look at her, “Is it okay if we don’t go?”

He sounded like a little kid asking for sweets.

Zhou Xufang felt sorry, but there was nothing she could do, “I’ve already promised her.”

Fine.

Jiang Zhi grudgingly tossed out two words: “Take me.”

Zhou Xufang agreed, “I hear from Lixiang that Xiao Yusheng will sing the theme song of your new movie. Don’t you like him?”

His tone didn’t seem very fond.

Zhou Xufang didn’t quite understand, and as they walked, she held Jiang Zhi’s hand, saying, “He’s super famous. My book club friends, and even the author of the book I’m following, all really like him.”

Xiao Yusheng had many fangirls and mom fans; Zhou Xufang felt she might soon become a mom fan herself.

“I don’t even know him, where would I like or dislike him from?” Jiang Zhi complained, “It’s all because you said his eyes were pretty.”

Oh, so it’s her fault.

This was a vat of old, sour vinegar still stinging.

Zhou Xufang thought it might be better to explain, “He looks a lot like someone I know.”

As they stepped out of the hospital, the wind slapped against their faces.

Jiang Zhi sheltered her in his arms, protecting her from the wind, and his questions came in rapid succession, “Who? When? Where did you meet him?”

Zhou Xufang answered truthfully, “At the Genetic Laboratory.”

When Jiang Zhi heard it was the lab, he fell silent, quietly listening to Zhou Xufang continue, “That boy was young then. He also had a chromosome 6 anomaly, so we were put in the same group.”

“What was his number?”

“017.” Zhou Xufang said, “He was 017, I was 011.”

In that explosion, three test subjects vanished, two of whom were 011 and 017.

These three, as per the experiment logs of the time, all had unique reactions in the genetic tests; in other words, they were all aberrations from the norm.

“Did 017 have any special abilities?”