Chapter 22: The Beginning and End of the Tragedy (I)
"What?! You said Zhang Youyu is missing?! Chen Yuzhen picked up her phone and yelled at the person on the other end.
Sure enough, the answer was that Zhang Youyu had disappeared before Sister Zhen's people had time to meet each other, which surprised Ling Fan and everyone.
"Sister Zhen, you can't wait any longer, go and arrest Chen Jiani now, otherwise you will have a lot of dreams at night." Ling Fan stood up from the sofa and took out his pistol to check the pistol magazine.
"Well, that's it!" Sister Zhen also stood up, looking like she was going to do a big job.
"Okay, Brother Ling Fan, I finally cracked the damn banking system, hehe, how are you going to reward the girl?" Lin Xinyan suddenly screamed excitedly, then jumped up from the sofa and stepped on the floor with a pair of bare feet.
"Awesome! What a human appearance......" Ling Fan hurriedly turned the note in front of him, and the information of the remitter who appeared on the screen made Ling Fan feel a burst of surprise: Deng Xinxiong. Deng Xinxiong, the founder of Deng Group, donated such money to Zhang Youyu, which is incredible.
The door of the bathroom was opened with a bang, and Chu Tianyu just appeared from the bathroom, her long wet hair that shimmered with luster was scattered on her fragrant shoulders, and her long eyelashes were also moving, a picture of a beauty out of the bath. Tianyu looked at everyone's expressions, felt that something was wrong, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Going out? ”
"Hmm...... That's right, we're going to catch the real culprit in this case, Tianyu hurry up and change clothes, let's go to the 'Night Rose'." Ling Fan looked at Tianyu in a daze, and was knocked down by Sister Zhen before he came to his senses.
In the end, it was a special soldier, from entering the house to changing clothes and coming out, the time it took before and after was only a little more than three minutes!
The sound of the whistle siren resounded in the vast night sky, and everyone's faces were solemn, and they were all thinking about their own affairs.
There was a sharp sound of brakes, Ling Fan jumped out of the car and went straight into the nightclub, followed by Tianyu.
Crossing the crazy dance floor, Ling Fan came to the bar, found the bartender, and said coldly, "Where is Chen Jiani now?" ”
The bartender knew Ling Fan and Chu Tianyu and knew that the two were policemen, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pointed to a private room behind him and said, "She is drinking with a guest right now." ”
After Ling Fan asked the number of the private room, he went straight in, but Chen Jiani was the only one sitting on the sofa in the entire private room, gently stroking the little white fox in his arms with her slender fingers, and her expression was so peaceful.
"You're so fast...... I thought you'd come looking for it tomorrow. Chen Jiani didn't seem to feel much surprise at the sudden appearance of Ling Fan and the others, and still greeted her with a smile.
"We're afraid that you will kill again, and if we catch you a moment earlier, we will have one less sacrifice." Tianyu said coldly.
"Hehe, this sister, you are too worried, no one will die from now on, everything is over......" Chen Jiani's beautiful face was filled with a sad look.
"Did you kill Chen Anhua, Deng Long, Deng Xiang, and Zhao Wenqi?" Ling Fan asked.
"Yes." Chen Jiani said lightly.
"Then how did you make them old and die overnight?!" Ling Fan asked the question he wanted to know most.
Chen Jiani looked at Ling Fan, who looked curious, gently put the white fox in her hand on the sofa, slowly stood up, and untied the coat tied around her waist.
"What am I going to do?!" When Tianyu saw that Chen Jiani was about to take off her clothes, her face suddenly turned red, and her voice was a little nervous.
"This sister, don't worry, I don't seduce your man, and besides, he is not easy to be seduced by me, alas, ......" Chen Jiani was still smiling, but at this time, her face was full of sadness, and she looked sick, which made people feel even more pity.
With a bang, Ling Fan casually closed the door of the private room, although he didn't know what tricks Chen Jiani was going to play, but closing the door when a woman was undressing was the best respect for her.
Chen Jiani didn't thank her, but her eyes were already full of gratitude, only to see her slowly take off her wide pants, and suddenly a young woman's carcass appeared in front of Ling Fan without concealment.
With a delicate face, smiling eyes, long black hair scattered on Chen Jiani's chest, the proud Yufeng stood upright, and her slender legs were tightly closed but could not block the girl's most secret flowers.
Then the above are not the most attractive places for Ling Fan, but the part that takes away his gaze the most is the girl's back, a small fluffy white tail fluttering behind the girl, making the fairy-like beautiful girl look even more mysterious and weird.
"It's ...... Tail?! Tianyu asked in horror with some disbelief in her eyes.
"Hmm...... It's strange, but yes, it's my tail, and it's been with me from the moment I was born. When Chen Jiani talked about the tail, the expression on her face was so sad and lonely.
"Take it, don't catch a cold." Ling Fan handed a white blanket on the sofa next to him to Chen Jiani.
"Thank you......" Chen Jiani finally said these two words that she had almost forgotten.
"Can you tell us how you killed these people?" Ling Fan pulled Tianyu to sit on the sofa, his eyes slanted at the little white fox lying next to him, the little white fox seemed to ignore Ling Fan at all, and only slept by himself.
Chen Jiani sat elegantly on the sofa, hugged the little white fox again, and stroked it for a while before she said slowly: "In fact, everything starts from that stormy, thunderous and lightning night before the age of eighteen-
You may find it incredible what I'm saying now, but trust me, everything I'm saying is true. It is common sense that it is impossible for a person to have memories when he is born, but I am an exception, and I vividly remember the frightened look on my parents when I was born. My mother held me tightly, and my father wanted to kill me with his own hands, because I had an extra tail, and when my father put the cold knife on my neck, I wanted to resist, but I was so weak at that time, I couldn't think of any other way to express my resistance to my father than crying. Maybe my father's hard heart was finally softened by my crying. Instead of killing me with a knife, my father braved the pouring rain outside the house and threw me into the icy river and left me to fend for myself.
I was just a baby less than an hour old, but I had to face the cold water, the thunder, and the cruelty of my mother and father, and I remember that my body was frozen and I could only cry, and I really didn't know what else I could do but cry.