Pushing the door into the room, the fragrance was fragrant, and Wen Jie couldn't help rubbing Yang Shanshan's hair.

Touching the head to kill is really easy to do for Wen Jie's height.

"Did you make pork rib soup?" He asked as he snorted slightly, smelling the rich aroma of flesh and bones.

Yang Shanshan just cried her nose, rubbed her nose with her hand, and said, "The nose is quite smart." ”

Wen Jie smiled, turned around and took the door, and bent down to change his shoes.

Staring at the extra women's slippers in the shoe cabinet, the high heels looked at it for a moment, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

After changing his shoes, Wen Jie looked around the room, the pink curtains floating in the living room, and Yang Shanshan's work clothes hanging on the cloakboard, while Yang Shanshan was busy between the dining table and the kitchen......

All this made Wen Jie feel familiar and unfamiliar, and it seemed that he had spent it yesterday, and maybe the day before yesterday.

It's just that those memories are very vague, intertwined with the previous uncorrected life trajectory, and it is difficult for Wen Jie to distinguish them.

"Thirsty? I stewed pears with rock sugar and chilled them in the fridge for a while. How do you often taste? ”

Yang Shanshan took out a glass of ice drink and handed it to Wen Jie, and said softly.

Wen Jie took it and took a big sip.

It's cool and refreshing!

"It's delicious! Sweet and sour, cool and delicious, Shanshan, you are so good! Wen Jie praised casually.

He couldn't help but take two more sips, drank all the rock sugar pear juice in the cup, came to the kitchen and put the empty cup in the sink, looked at Yang Shanshan who was serving pork rib soup and said:

"How do you have time to chill fruit drinks? Didn't you go to work today? ”

"How can there be no time to make soup for you and juice for you?" Yang Shanshan wiped the sweat on her forehead and said coquettishly.

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Wen Jie looked at Yang Shanshan, who wiped his forehead, and the corners of his eyes looked like they were peeling.

"It's okay, maybe it's the heat from the stove, you go to the table and wait, it's too hot here." Yang Shanshan wiped her sweat again and gently pushed Wen Jie.

Wen Jie did feel hot, the kitchen was like a steamer, it was really torture to cook in summer, he said distressedly: "Shanshan has worked hard, treat you well at night." ”

Yang Shanshan raised her eyebrows, glanced at Wen Jie, and did not speak.

Somehow, I felt that Yang Shanshan's eyes were a little cold.

Wen Jie exited the kitchen and walked to the bedroom, ready to take his pajamas, take a shower to relieve the heat, and then sort out the things of the past few days.

When I came to the bedroom, I caught a glimpse of a rope tied to the pink curtain.

The white velvet rope is tied in the shape of a butterfly.

Wen Jie was stunned, he stood in the middle of the bedroom, staring at the rope in a daze.

There are various pictures of butterfly rope buckles uncontrollably in my mind, about Cheng Xiaohui, about Zhao Xiaolong, about Jia Song...... These images eventually turned into the deadly butterfly in my father's hand.

"Sanshan! Shan! ”

He maintained a standing posture, his eyes were always fixed on the butterfly rope buckle tied to the curtain, and called Yang Shanshan loudly.

didn't hear Yang Shanshan's response.

He turned his head in wonder, wanting to see what Yang Shanshan was doing and why he ignored him.

He wanted to ask where this butterfly rope buckle came from, and he had to know the answer, right away.

You can't wait a minute.

But when he turned around, he saw a cold man standing behind him, with a detached and indifferent temperament.

Seeing Wen Jie turn his head to see him, with a shocked and incredulous expression, he curled the corners of his mouth into an unfathomable smile.

"Why, don't you know me?"

Hmph, how could you not know each other, Wen Jie sneered inwardly.

He calmed down and said in a deep voice: "Jia Nan, good evening!" ”

That's right, the cold man standing behind Wen Jie is Jia Nan, his expression, movements, and demeanor are all familiar to Wen Jie, but how could Jia Nan appear here?

After withdrawing from the system, he has always felt that what is happening around him is a little strange, and he always feels unreasonable, and there are weirdness everywhere. After Jia Nan's life trajectory was revised, from 2016 to 2019, in three years, he was not even asked for revenge.

How wrong he thought about this thing, he was also very puzzled.

I really can't think of any reason, so I have to attribute it to luck, Jia Nan hasn't found him yet.

Those things you worry about will really happen in reality, and Wen Jie hates Murphy's law the most, and there is no one.

Because Murphy's Law is always so accurate.

At this moment, Yang Shanshan flashed from behind Jia Nan, she smiled at Wen Jie, and then slowly took off her hair cover.

"Do you still know me?" The girl raised the pink headband on her wrist at Wenjie.

Watching the girl loosen the hair tied around her head and tie it into a ponytail at random, Wen Jie finally recognized that this was the woman who was exercising in the morning.

In the morning, outside Ye Wenqian's community, Wen Jie also saw her.

"Come, let's officially introduce you, this is Andy, my assistant.

You can call her Xiao An, she has a nickname called Faceless Man. Now I know why she is nicknamed Faceless Man, she is not only good at using hallucinogenic drugs, but also good at disguise imitation, Jia Nan reached out and patted Andy on the shoulder, and said casually.

Andy smiled and tore off a tape-like thing from his throat, looked at Jia Nan and said, "How many voices are there?" ”

"To be honest, 60 points at most, let's pass." Jia Nan smiled disgustedly.

"60 points?" Andy is obviously not convinced, sixty points can't fool Wen Jie.

"Yes, 60 points at most, I don't believe you ask him." Jia Nan tilted his chin towards Wenjie.

Wen Jie was in no mood to know any Jia Nan's assistant, let alone evaluate her disguise technique, his face became more and more ugly, and he roared rudely: "Let me ask you, what about Yang Shanshan?" ”

But there was a very bad premonition in my heart.

"What? Didn't you see Yang Shanshan this morning? Jia Nan said unhurriedly, glancing at Andy as he spoke.

Andy nodded knowingly, and continued:

"I didn't see him, I saw him in the community. He seemed to be in a good mood, smoked for a long time, then went to the opposite side to have breakfast, and came out to hitchhike to work. ”

Wen Jie listened to Andy's words, and his mind came to mind antique lights, chandeliers, sofas, coffee tables, TV walls, and curvaceous women lying on the floor of the bedroom.

The girl was covered in blood, and she was hit in the face by the chandelier, and she couldn't see her appearance.

No...... No, how could this be Yang Shanshan, Yang Shanshan's wrist is not scarred.

There is also a portrait card of the murdered woman restored by the police, does he think it looks more like Huang Weiwei?

The two looked at Wen Jie's painful, helpless, and depressed appearance, and smiled at each other.

Jia Nan took out the kitchen knife from the satchel he was carrying, and approached Wen Jie step by step:

"Wen Jie, I believe you are no stranger to this knife. It was this knife that you used to kill my brother Jasson 12 years ago.

I'll kill you with this knife today, and Jia Song's affairs will be settled. ”

Jia Nan's whole face was cold, and his breath was so cold that he seemed to be able to freeze people to death out of thin air.

"You killed me?" Wen Jie asked disapprovingly.

"Originally, you couldn't kill it, but it seems that you have two hits against Huang Weiwei's brother, Huang Dongheng, at that time."

Jia Nan raised the kitchen knife in front of him, gently blew on the edge of the knife, and then said:

"But it's hard to say after you drink that iced fruit drink......