The night is dark and people are silent.
It rained just now, knocking down the lush pear blossoms in the courtyard.
The brocade was heavily embedded on the ground, half of it was broken into the soil, and the other half was washed by the winter rain, making it even more white and delicate.
Hua Ting leaned in front of the window.
The cold wind mixed with the pear blossoms and the fragrance after the rain slowly blew into her nose, and her thoughts drifted to the bright red cheongsam that Zhao Yiran wore during the day.
Jian Yi stepped forward lightly and carefully put on her suit jacket, reminding her to be careful of catching a cold.
Hua Ting turned around, her hair and eyebrows seemed to be covered with a little bit of night dew, but her eyebrows were gleaming in the fragrance of pear, "Jian Yi, I seem to have found my great-grandfather and great-grandmother."
She raised the corners of her eyes and said in her voice It also seemed to be trembling with some uncertainty.
"Your great-grandfather and great-grandmother" Jian Yi looked in disbelief, "Aren't they dead?"
"Bah crow's mouth, what's the matter with immortality?"
Hua Ting punched him on the shoulder, "I really found my great-grandfather and great-grandmother."
The waves in her eyes fluctuated, adding a hint of emotion to this cold face.
A bit smart and pretty, "In other words, I can find my great-grandfather and great-grandmother through them.
But today is their wedding night, so I'll bear with it for now."
Although Jian Yi didn't understand much, he still wanted to tease her, "Where are you going to find a grave?"
"Bah" Hua Ting grabbed the dark brown suit jacket that she was wearing, raised her hand and threw it back to him vigorously, "I'm going to go find them tomorrow and ask for clarification."
The suit jacket fell to the ground.
Jian Yi took advantage of the situation and took her hand.
He took a few breaths and held her cold fingertips for her, "Let's go downstairs to see something."
Hua Ting was stunned for a moment, then ran downstairs with him.
Fine silver carbon was crackling in the fireplace in the living room downstairs.
What Jian Yi wanted her to see were the two giant photos hanging on the wall on one side of the fireplace.
"Why did you wash out two sheets?"
In one picture, Hua Ting was blinded by the white light, and in the other picture, there was no trace of joy at all.
She could be described as having a bad face.
However, Jian Yi in these two photos is smiling happily with bright white teeth.
"Both of them are quite interesting.
Look how stinky your face looks."
Jian Yi smiled and narrowed her eyes into a crescent moon.
The two dimples have shallow dimples, which makes people happy to see them.
Now that she has found her great-grandfather and great-grandmother, it means that she has a chance to return to the 21st century.
"Then these two photos should be kept as souvenirs for you."
Hua Ting didn't know why, but there was a bit of melancholy in her words.
"Memorial" The smile on Jian Yi's face seemed to be stuck somewhere.
"Sister Hua, why do you sound like you are leaving?"
The fleeting trance and loneliness in Jian Yi's eyes actually made her heart beat slightly, and it was a little painful.
Her right hand unconsciously touched the ring on the ring finger of her left hand, "If... you find me.
My great-grandfather and great-grandmother, I’m leaving now.”
Since when did she know him so well and understand the little emotions hidden in his eyes.
"Where are you going, Sister Hua?"
Jian Yi's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to hold her left hand with the diamond ring on it.
It was a little warm, but her words seemed to cover a cold stone, "No, it's Mrs.
Jian, where else can she go?"
"Of course," she said quickly, "back in my own time."
"What era are you in?"
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"You don't understand even after I tell you."
Hua Ting withdrew her hand.
The atmosphere returned to a bit of lightness.
"Future" Jane was just joking with her.
Hua Ting answered seriously: "That's right.
Don't blame me for not saying goodbye to you in advance."
"I'm not kidding you, Sister Hua, I have to leave."
Jian Yi said, taking the suit jacket on the sofa and putting it on, then reached out and pinched Hua Ting's cheek, her eyes and tail were slightly raised, and she said during the action Unrequited evil charm.
"It's a night mission again."
Hua Ting put on a cashmere coat.
"Um."
"Let's go together, I'll be your driver."
"Come on, just rely on your driving skills," Jian Yi slowed down a little, waiting for Hua Ting to catch up, "Let me do it."
The car passed by the ancient ancestral hall which was bustling during the day.
The fragments of fireworks and firecrackers were spread on the floor outside the door.
The red lanterns were still hanging jubilantly on both sides of the stone lions.
The shimmering light revealed the joy of the day.
Hua Ting then thought of the bright red T-shirt Zhao Yiran was wearing. cheongsam.
The door of the Gu family ancestral hall was pushed open with a creak.
Hua Ting poked her head out curiously.
But Ding Sicheng, dressed in black, stepped out of the high threshold in front of the Gu family ancestral hall, closed the door slowly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and headed to the other side of the street.
Why, did this guy also think of coming to say hello to his immediate boss?
But early the next morning.
The phones in the police station rang constantly, and office clerks went about their duties.
I was so busy that as soon as the daily newspaper delivery arrived in the early morning, a police officer stepped forward to take it.
He glanced at the bold characters in the title and was about to sigh that the war was expanding and the current situation was unstable, but his eyes skipped over it inadvertently.
Several sections are located in a medium-sized position in the lower left corner of the newspaper.
"Jian Shijie assassinated Chairman Yang Xiaoquan on his wedding day" The police station suddenly became quiet.
Everyone suspected that their ears were wrong.
Only Ding Sicheng lazily raised his eyebrows, his expression did not seem surprised.
A pair of steady and powerful footsteps sounded in time on the corridor outside the police station.
Everyone straightened their expressions in tacit agreement and straightened their waists.
The visitor placed the newspaper heavily on the desk, took off his gloves, supported the edge of the table with both hands, and glanced at the fourth page of the newspaper no less than three times.
"Chief Qian."
The police officers shouted in unison.
Director Qian was originally the acting director.
He was usually too lazy to take charge of the affairs, so he handed over all affairs to the inspector.
Because the inspector was young, only in his early thirties, and he was full of blood and hated evil, how could he suddenly assassinate him on his wedding night?
President Yang Xiaoquan and the evidence written in the newspaper are conclusive, leaving no room for refutation.
Director Qian sat on the chair, took the tea from a young police officer, and frowned: "What do you think?"
He looks square and square, and every stroke seems to be carved according to proportion.
His military uniform is ironed without any wrinkles, his belt is tied to the seventh button all year round, and the center of the brim of his hat is facing forward without any deviation.
Several police officers were timid and did not dare to answer.
Only Ding Sicheng stood up.
"It's hard to tell.
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The evidence is solid and there are witnesses."
Director Qian opened the tea lid, took a sip of tea, and hesitated for two seconds.
"Do it, arrest people."
How could Hua Ting not receive this news after waking up so early?
She flipped through the newspaper in her hand carefully, reading it word for word from beginning to end, and her brows furrowed as she read it.
The deeper he got, the more he finished reading the newspaper and threw himself on the desk.
He lowered his legs, turned his toes on the ground, turned the back of his chair and faced Jian Yi behind him: "Let's go find the inspector."
Jian Yi stepped forward to put away the newspaper, hesitating a little, "I'm afraid he is wanted by the whole city.
Do you know where he is?"
Hua Ting snatched the newspaper from his hand and crumpled it into a ball.
The corners of her lips, which had always been smiling, were coldly drooping.
She frowned and said, "This matter is clearly framed."
"There is no way, the evidence is conclusive and cannot be refuted."
Jian Yi's words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, pulling the temperature down heavily.
Hua Ting took a long breath and said, "Let's go to the Gu family ancestral hall."
"Do you think he'll still be there?"
Hua Ting was a little angry and dizzy.
Then she thought about it.
If the inspector was not that stupid, how could he still stay at the place where the incident occurred.
"Then where will he go to Zhao Yiran's house?"
"I don't know, I'm not familiar with him."
"Let's go to Zhao Yiran's house first."
Although she knew the chances were slim, Hua Ting still insisted on going.
"Okay, it's up to you."
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