Zhao Kuo put his arms around her and comforted her, "It's okay if you lose it, I'll buy you a new one, the old one won't go, and the new one won't come."

Jiang Jianing was really comforted.

Do you have fun in suffering?

She felt that the worst had already been experienced, she had already reached the bottom, and any road in the future would be uphill.

She looked sideways at Zhao Kuo, "You like Ruan...... What am I?"

"Like everything about you."

Zhao Kuo's answer was like a love brain.

Zhao Kuo held her face: "Even if you are no longer a girl when you marry me, I still love you."

Jiang Jianing was stunned suddenly.

No......

She suddenly remembered what Zhao Kuo had said in the car.

didn't continue to think about it, because she felt that Zhao Kuo's eyes were not quite right when she looked at her.

She didn't have the strength to resist Zhao Kuo now, in case he wanted to do something bad to her.

She didn't go any further down the topic.

She needed to find something for Zhao Kuo to do.

Jiang Jianing said, "I'm a little hungry husband, what are you going to eat tonight?"

Zhao Kuo seemed to wake up suddenly at this time, "I'll make you braised fish, it's your favorite food."

"Okay."

Jiang Jianing smiled sweetly.

Zhao Kuo entered the kitchen, and it wasn't until Jiang Jianing heard the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen, that she was always tense and couldn't relax her nerves at all, and then she gradually relaxed.

She first looked at her left hand, which was held in place with a plaster cast.

Fortunately, the doctor immobilized her with a plaster, otherwise her hand would have been wasted after such a toss.

Her head was still dizzy, so she stood up on the sofa, leaned against the wall, and walked slowly to the window.

She glanced down.

The fifth floor of an old-fashioned residential house.

At this height, even if she didn't install an anti-theft net, she couldn't risk her life.

But you can drop things down.

Jiang Jianing didn't find a pen and paper in the room, so he took a fruit knife on the coffee table, cut off a piece of scrap of the curtain, cut his finger, and wrote a word with his finger on this piece of cloth - "Help".

She glanced in the direction of the kitchen, but Zhao Kuo didn't notice.

The fabric is easily blown away by the wind, or hung on a tree and no one can see it, then she is also useless.

Jiang Jianing squatted directly in front of the lamp stand on the bedside table, cut the plug behind the lamp with a knife, and tied the fabric to the plug.

She carefully opened the window through a crack and threw the piece of fabric out with all her might.

She didn't dare to look out, so she leaned against the wall, and could only silently pray that this was not useless.

At this moment, Zhao Kuo's voice suddenly came out behind him: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Jianing's brain went blank for a moment, and she turned around abruptly and saw Zhao Kuo standing three meters behind her, wearing an apron on his body.

A dizziness hit her head, and the fruit knife in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, stained with blood.

Wan Fei contacted the private investigator of the law firm to check Zhao Kuo's residence since returning to China.

In addition to a property that has been completed and an unfinished house that has just been purchased and unfinished by Nguyen Thanh Thu, there is also an old-fashioned family building for residents in the old city.

The reason why the private detective did not find out in the first place was because the house was a lease contract.

Xue Rin was in the car, listening to Wan Fei's words, and directly asked the driver to divert to the resident's family building here.

When I arrived, Wan Fei and the landlord had already arrived.

The landlord is a middle-aged man with an honest and honest Chinese face, and after identifying the photo of Zhao Kuo provided by Wan Fei, he is sure to be the tenant.

"But he doesn't come to live often, he comes once or twice in the past six months, but the rent of the house is paid for half a year, and he gives an extra three months of deposit."

This is the residential area for the families of the steel mill left over from the last century, the residential building is in the fifth district, Wan Fei and the landlord are talking around, and Xue Rinan received a call from the police at the police station.

The police station has already contacted the renter, and the renter's interpersonal network has no intersection with Jiang Jianing.

Xue Rin'an: "Check Zhao Kuo."

"Zhao Kuo? Foreign?"

Xue Rin'an pondered for a moment: "Or Ruan Qingqiu, check if the person who rented the car has any connection with these two people."

Hanging up the phone, Xue Rin'an's thick-soled leather boots stepped on the dead branches and leaves of the plane tree, making a rustling sound, and he glanced up at the sky.

It's getting dark.

There are two types of old-fashioned residential buildings, one with the fifth floor and the other with the sixth floor, without elevators, because there is no underground garage, and vehicles are parked on both sides of the road, and parking spaces are difficult to find.

There were two children running back and forth between the parked vehicles.

Suddenly, the chasing child tripped over something and fell to the ground, and the child behind him fell on top of him before he could stop.

After a pause of a few seconds, the child erupted into a loud cry.

"Wow!"

Not far away, the child's grandmother hurriedly ran to help the child up, and the child angrily kicked the thing that tripped over him.

The thing was kicked, and a piece of cloth wrapped around it spread out.

The old lady saw the red on the cloth.

"What's that?"

She picked it up and looked at it, and screamed in surprise.

"Although the residential houses here are old, they are convenient to live in, and the neighbors know each other, so it is quite common to come out for a walk, sit around and chat and play chess," Turning the corner shaded by green trees, seeing the scene in front of him, the landlord's words suddenly paused, "This ...... It's not very common."

There were already several middle-aged women in front of them, chattering about something, their voices were noisy, and they seemed to be looking for something around, and they were shouting a little loud in the local dialect, and they could distinguish and hear a few sensitive words in it - "alarm" and "dead man".

Wan Fei went to the front to negotiate, and when he got the curtain cloth with the cut edges neatly cut and the word "save" written in blood on it, his cold sweat came down.

Jiang Jianing's disappearance, even if Wan Fei racked his brains, he couldn't imagine that it was really related to Zhao Kuo.

When Wan Fei held the cloth and turned around to hand it to Xue Rin'an, Xue Rin'an just received a reply from the police at the police station.

"The person who rented the car is Zhao Kuo's primary school classmate Zhang, and the police have been dispatched to Zhang's work unit to check......

Xue Rin'an looked at the cloth in his hand, and there was a heavy haze under his eyes, interrupting the other party's words, "The fifth district of the old steel mill family area," he looked at the sign on the residential building, "No. 502, Building 18, please call the police immediately, people...... It's right here."

He took away his mobile phone and asked Wan Fei to find the community first to evacuate the crowd below, so as not to cause inconvenience due to too noisy sounds.

Xue Rin'an was about to go upstairs, but Wan Fei stopped him.

"Let's wait until the police come."

He was afraid that something would happen to Xue Rin'an, and it would be difficult to explain it when the time came.

The old lady who picked up the distress cloth had also called the police, and the nearest police station was only a few minutes away.

Xue Rin'an's thin lips pursed into a straight line, did not answer, and walked into the corridor, his eyes falling on the wall.