Chapter Seventy-Three: Touched

The next day, Wang Jian knocked on Stella's door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Not long after, Stella opened the door sleepily, and when she saw Wang Jian, she nodded, turned around and jumped into the room. Fortunately, there is a wall to support, otherwise it is uncertain whether it can be completed.

Wang Jian hurriedly stepped forward, skillfully grabbed her arm, and helped her.

One night passed, and Stella was a little unaccustomed to such contact. Subconsciously resisted, and soon quieted down again.

Helping the woman to sit down, Wang Jian watched her habitually raise her feet slightly, not letting the footboard touch the floor.

"It's still early, I'll give you another massage?"

Stella was about to nod, when she suddenly thought of the joke that Wang Jian said casually yesterday, and shook her head again and again.

Wang Jian smiled: "Okay, find a hospital, that's fine." ”

"No, I still have something to do today, so I'll be a little late."

Wang Jian groaned for a moment; "Your father's business?"

"Hmm."

"Hasn't the murderer been found?"

Stella was in a somewhat depressed mood; "No, I'm not going to stay in Venice anymore. And the body has been autopsied, and the information must be complete, and I want to take it back to Philadelphia after incineration. ”

Wang Jian nodded: "This is as it should be, we Chinese people say that fallen leaves return to the roots." In that case, I'll send you to deal with these things first. ”

"Thank you." Stella's face was much better, "In this way, it won't be a problem for you." ”

Wang Jian shook his head and smiled: "I also traveled in Venice, and I have been playing for two days, and I originally planned to go back to the lighthouse country." ”

"You too?"

"Hmm." Wang Jian obviously didn't want to say anything more on this topic, "It's not too early, let's go to breakfast first, and then deal with your affairs, and then give you massage treatment." ”

Speaking of which, seeing what Stella wanted to say, he continued: "Don't think about it too much, these are all my mistakes, so it should be solved." Your injuries need to be massaged for another six days to heal completely, and I'm following you for the next few days. I don't have anything to do anyway, as long as you don't bother. ”

Stella hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything, just whispered, "Anyway, thank you." ”

The woman apparently hadn't slept much last night and had just gotten up.

I don't get up very angry, but my face is haggard, and I can't say that I have much charm.

I set a time with Wang Jianjian, and after Wang Jian went out, I started to wash.

When he saw the haggard appearance of his cloak in the mirror, his mouth opened wide, and his face was a little annoyed.

Half an hour later, Wang Jian, who was practicing in his room, was interrupted, and after waking up, he landed and picked up his backpack and went out.

The backpack is a cover-up, and there are mostly small items such as clothes inside.

Knocking on Stella's door, it was quickly opened.

After washing, Stella was dressed in a women's suit and a white striped shirt, which was obviously different from yesterday's.

The tall figure and the long blond hair are all exuding a strong charm.

It's very different from when I first got up before, and sure enough, women still have to be neat to be more attractive.

"Let's go."

Naturally, he walked to Stella's right hand and reached out to wrap his arms around her waist.

Stella stiffened slightly, but quickly regained her natural back.

The two of them talked as they walked. It's all nonsense, barely able to ease the atmosphere.

After having breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Stella was startled by the plates spread in front of Wang Jian.

Wang Jian shrugged: "I am a martial arts practitioner, so the amount of food is several times that of ordinary people, rest assured, I can't get fat." ”

Talking, feasting.

Italian cuisine is still very famous, and the breakfast in the hotel is also very good, Wang Jian is very happy.

Now his viscera has been strengthened to a certain extent, and his strength has exceeded 400 kilograms, and because of his cultivation of qi, blood and internal strength, the amount of food has reached more than six times that of ordinary people.

If it is a medicinal diet, the amount will be less, but unfortunately, there is no such condition here, and it is impossible for him to take out the medicinal diet and eat it himself.

After eating a large amount of breakfast, he took out a stainless steel thermos cup from his backpack, and immediately emitted a strong medicinal fragrance after opening it.

Stella, who had already eaten and was waiting, looked at the thermos cup curiously, smelling the medicine in it, and her body was a little hot.

Wang Jian took a big sip, but in fact, he had already drunk the bowl of medicinal soup in the thermos cup, and when he closed it, it seemed that there was still a residue in it.

"It's a medicinal diet, well, not a drug, to replenish the body's calories and nutrients."

The conditions are simple, and that's the only way to go.

Stella was dumbfounded, more than six people ate breakfast, and they had to supplement calories and nutrition, what kind of person is this.

She looked Wang Jian up and down, this was the first time she had observed so carefully and carefully.

Wang Jian is ordinary, even a little thin, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a person of this weight.

However, when I thought that the other party bumped into me yesterday, my left leg immediately hurt and I lost the ability to walk. Later, during the massage, a wave of heat spread on the calf, which was very strange.

Now that I think about it, maybe it has something to do with him.

But obviously, the current Stella didn't have the heart to explore this, and seeing that Wang Jian was eating well, he was helped out of the hotel.

"I'll carry you, it's faster."

The hospital and the police station are not far away, a few hundred meters away, and this is the only way to do without a car.

Stella nodded, and without saying a word, lay on Wang Jian's back.

The two walked, and Wang Jian also talked casually, but the closer the woman on her back got closer to the police station, the less interested she became.

Wang Jian finally shut up, and the two walked silently.

At the police station, Stella handles some of the necessary formalities to collect the body.

John Bridger was shot and killed, apparently most likely involved in the murder.

But the police had no clue and only found a car at the bottom of the river, which was riddled with bullet holes.

The guardrail on the bridge was damaged by a car, and judging from the situation at the scene, it should have been intercepted by two vehicles in front and behind, and finally the deceased drove into the river, but was eventually killed.

According to the scene display, there should be other people next to the deceased, but unfortunately, no one called the police, which made the police clueless and helpless.

They also vaguely found out that John Bridger was probably hiding something, but now that everyone is dead, what else can be done.

After the autopsy, the body is useless, and it doesn't matter if it's taken away for cremation.

So the procedure went quickly, and in the afternoon, under the arrangement of the police, the two went to a church that specializes in cremation.

At the time of John's cremation, Stella was trembling and burst into tears, although she was not crying hoarsely, and even suppressing herself.

Even if Wang Jian is a means, he doesn't have the heart to care about these things at the moment.

Looking at the grief-stricken woman, she sighed and naturally hugged her, and the woman lay in his arms and couldn't help crying bitterly.

People are so fragile that no one knows if the next moment will be the end of life.

So, in order to avoid being burned to ashes in such a flame one day in the future, then work hard.