"Ah~ Someone jumped off the building!" Jiang Qiao couldn't help but scream, and the pedestrians around looked up at the sky, looked around again, and then looked at her with a blank face, looking at her with the eyes of a madman, and they all retreated and made a detour.

Jiang Qiao panicked and wanted to find someone to help, but he didn't expect the man who jumped off the building to stand up by himself, one of his feet was broken, he was dragged by his muscles, and one hand was folded behind his back at an angle that ordinary people couldn't. He staggered to his feet, holding his head in one hand as he continued to walk towards the building next to him. He felt that Jiang Qiao was looking at him, turned his head and smiled at her, his expression stiff and weird. He slowly stretched out a hand to her, and Jiang Qiao watched as the hand that reached out to her was covered in mud and calluses. Instinctively, she took a few steps back, only to hear a click, and the man's head was folded to one side and landed on his shoulder, clinging only to a trace of flesh from his neck.

"Gross..." Jiang Qiao couldn't help but bend down and retch.

She looked up and saw that everyone was looking at her strangely, and just shouted, "Someone jumped off the building." She was stunned, and she suddenly found that there was no trace of blood on the ground where she had jumped just now.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Qiao stopped the taxi in embarrassment and got into the car as if he fled. She clenched her fists, what the hell was going on in this world, how everything had changed since she came out of the psychic master.

"Squeak~" A sudden brake knocked Jiang Qiao into a daze.

The driver in front also scolded his mother: "What kind of plane are you doing?" ”

Jiang Qiao looked at it, the two cars in front of him were rear-ended, and they were violently shirking responsibility, and the taxi bypassed by, and Jiang Qiao clearly saw a woman in white crawling out of the exhaust pipe of the car in front.

"Ah~" Jiang Qiao exclaimed, startling the driver and almost missing the steering wheel. "What the hell, miss, people are scary and scared to death."

"What happened to the car in front of you?" Jiang Qiao asked.

"It seems that the car in front suddenly stopped, and the car behind it went up like this, I just saw that the pregnant woman in the co-pilot didn't seem to be able to do it, and she was sent to the hospital. The driver said.

Jiang Qiao's whole body was cold.

"Miss, this is where you are going, I don't know why the road is closed, you can only walk over by yourself." The driver said, pointing to the crowded road ahead. I don't know why everyone stopped and looked up in a certain direction.

Jiang Qiao got out of the car in despair, and followed everyone to look up, on a six-story residential building, a woman in a red dress was standing on the edge of the rooftop, looking at her swaying figure, as if she would fall downstairs at any time, and the people eating melons below were terrified.

"Little Joe? Joe? "Someone in the crowd was calling her.

Jiang Qiao fixed his eyes and saw that it was Mao Daxin, who was directing order in the crowd. He beckoned to Jiang Qiao, who squeezed through the crowd.

"Why are you here, your face is so bad, what's wrong?" Mao Daxin pulled Jiang Qiao to hide behind the blockade line, looked at her pale face, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, what's going on upstairs?" Jiang Qiao smiled reluctantly.

"Jumping off the building, it's the second one this month, and I don't know what's going on with everyone, I can't think about it at every turn, and, it's a little strange, this woman is also wearing a red cheongsam, exactly the same as last time." Mao Daxin frowned, looking up at the rooftop from time to time.

"Huh?!" Jiang Qiao immediately thought of Qin Shumo, and asked anxiously, "I... I want to go up and have a look. It could be related to one person. ”

"Huh? Oh okay, I'll take you up. Mao Daxin was a little puzzled, but he still took Jiang Qiao to the rooftop.

A woman in a bright red cheongsam was standing on the edge of the rooftop with a sad face, swaying as if she was drunk. She kept plucking the air in front of her with her hand, as if something was blocking her eyes. Not far from her, several mediators were communicating with her, but no matter what they said, the woman would only repeat: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." ”

Jiang Qiao chuckled in his heart, this direction... Isn't it the direction of the Qin family's mansion? Although the distance is a bit far, the general direction is the same. She was afraid that she was just thinking too much, and shouted loudly: "Qin Shumo? ”

The staff next to her looked at her in unison, and Mao Daxin also secretly pulled her on the side: "Don't shout, if you jump, it's your responsibility." ”

Unexpectedly, the woman suddenly reacted, she stiffened her body, turned around, her movements were a little strange, the whole person was bent back, one shoulder was down, but her head was drooping to the other side, and the whole person looked particularly uncoordinated. Most of all, her eyes were filled with fear, and her tears smeared her well-groomed eyeliner, turning into two streaks of black water across her cheeks, miserable and eerie.

Seeing that she finally reacted to the outside world, the staff hurriedly wanted to continue communicating with her, but she just looked at Jiang Qiao directly, and Jiang Qiao looked at her without speaking.

Mao Daxin nervously whispered on the side: "Don't talk, leave it to the professional, don't fool around." ”

In fact, there was no need for him to remind her, and Jiang Qiao would not say anything more, because she suddenly found that no one seemed to see a girl in white sitting on the woman's shoulder except herself. The girl's hands tightly wrapped around the woman's neck, and her long hair hung down not only to cover her face, but also to the woman's eyes. The half of the girl's exposed face had several obvious scratches, which had turned red and suppurated, and yellow pus was flowing out.

The girl's exposed one eye was staring at Jiang Qiao, her eyes were full of bloodshots, and her eyes were resentful and resentful, almost as if she was going to be eaten alive.

Jiang Qiao took a step back, she couldn't believe her eyes, she had seen this girl?!

Just last night.

On the half of the burnt photo she secretly took from Lin Qianqian, the girl with a bright smile on her face.

Just when Jiang Qiao was about to lose the girl's eyes, she finally had another action. She tightened the fingers around the woman's neck, and the woman struggled to turn around according to her wishes, and shouted hoarsely: "Ten years of appointment, I came, if you don't get what you want in this life, wait to be reunited, this life." ”

The red figure flickered and disappeared on the edge of the rooftop in front of everyone's eyes.

"Ah~" The onlookers downstairs exclaimed. The staff who were squatting on the side flew forward and tried to catch the woman, but they were still a step too late.

Jiang Qiao was stunned, and in a panic, he followed Mao Daxin to the railing of the rooftop and looked down, only to see the woman lying in a pool of blood, motionless. And the girl in white was standing beside the woman, raising her head and looking at Jiang Qiao on the rooftop. I saw her lips move slightly, and she spit out three words:

"Lin Qianqian."

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