Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

The bug that was quietly put into the man's pocket lost its signal faster than expected.

Eavesdropping is secondary, positioning is primary.

In the dim room, Jiang Xinlian sat in front of the screen with her face in her hands, and the faint blue light shone on her face.

The signal finally disappeared in a villa near the church, and her guess was confirmed.

She closed her eyes and maintained this uncomfortable posture, thinking carefully and quickly about the next arrangements in her mind.

Time passed in silent thinking, the night gradually faded away, and the light of dawn tried to shine into the room through the heavy curtains.

The sudden noise outside the window woke up the person at the table.

I maintained the same posture for too long and my hands and feet became numb and painful.

Jiang Xinlian relaxed and waited until the pain subsided, then she stood up and opened the door. The noise downstairs became clearer to her ears.

"what's up?"

Jiang Chuyu, who came hurriedly, shook his head with a serious look: "The people who came didn't say anything, but they specifically asked you to go with them."

As always with the top management, they said it was just a visit and took her into the family's interrogation room.

Jiang Xinlian and Jiang Chuchen sat face to face separated by a thick layer of glass. At this distance, they could clearly see each other's expressions and movements, but could not hear any sound.

The family always uses the tactic of creating suspicion because of the unknown.

Jiang Xinlian turned her head to look at the middle-aged man in the interrogation room and asked, "What's the matter that requires me to be brought into the interrogation room?"

"My uncle passed away in the early hours of this morning."

The man observed her reaction with sharp eyes: "And you, you had contact with your uncle yesterday."

Uncle, referring to the old man from yesterday.

Jiang Xinlian opened her eyes wide, unable to hide her astonishment: "Third Grandpa, dead?"

Jiang Chuchen was also shocked and asked back: "Why? Why is it so sudden?"

"My uncle has a serious heart disease and needs medication to control it. Someone replaced the medication he carried with him with a strong sleeping pill."

The man did not miss any of her facial expressions: "You two were the only ones who had contact with my uncle yesterday. Tell me, was it you or him?"

Jiang Xinlian immediately denied it: "If the person who did this is between the two of us, I swear to you on my faith that it was not me."

In the other room separated by glass, Jiang Chuchen just as straightforwardly passed the buck:

"I know I didn't do anything. Why don't you interrogate her more?"

Here, the man asked coldly: “From what we know, your uncle just took two projects from you during the day, and this happened that night. You are very likely.”

"It's ridiculous. Do you think I would do this just for such a small loss of interest?" Jiang Xinlian frowned.

"But Third Grandpa's life can bring me greater benefits. According to you, shouldn't I want him to be alive more than anyone else?"

She glanced at the person opposite her and thought of something:

"I think he is more likely to do it. After all, I heard that Third Grandpa has something on him."

Her words were passed to the other side, and Jiang Chuchen said angrily: "Nonsense! How come I don't know what I have?"

The window on the glass wall was opened, and he sneered and asked, "Tell me, what do you have against me?"

"If you are so confident, then let them go to your residence and take a look."

Jiang Xinlian folded her arms and leaned back, gloating: "Look at how devout your faith is."

"boom--"

The young man slammed his palm on the table, propped up his arms and gritted his teeth: "You are talking nonsense. How can you fight over such a thing?"

No, it's not completely nonsense.

The Jiang family pursues elite education and has cultivated many outstanding descendants. In order to firmly control the family power, the elderly senior executives will only choose descendants who have been successfully brainwashed.

The middle-aged man thought about it and looked at the person next to him.

The death of a senior executive is not important. What is important is the considerable benefits in his hands. It is more important to investigate the cause of his death and how to divide his inheritance.

As for these two people, they are just victims used to cover up their perfunctory attitude.

He cleared his throat and said sternly, "No matter what, you have done something wrong and you must pay the price. Take him away and put him in solitary confinement for a week."

He looked at Jiang Xinlian and saw from the information that she was a successful brainwashing tool.

"As for her, send her to the confessional in the church and let her confess her sins to God."

*

Ji Jiuxu received orders from the top.

While Jiang Xinlian was locked in the confessional, she continued to be brainwashed about her faith.

...To whom?

He looked at the message in silence for a moment, then finally stood up, grabbed his white robe and put it on.

The Jiang family's church was built in a weird way, and the confessional room in it was completely different from what it should be.

The room, which was only ten square meters, was empty and pitch black, with only a small window on the wall in front for the priest to hear confessions.

Jiang Xinlian knelt on the only soft cushion, without moving, and waited quietly.

The quiet darkness blurred the passage of time, and she calculated by taking her own pulse until a sound came from behind the window.

There was a dull sound, as a heavy book was placed on the table, followed by the sound of fabric rubbing against each other.

There was a gentle knock on the small wooden window, and the man's voice was particularly clear in the darkness.

"Jiang Xinlian."

"I am here."

Jiang Xinlian looked towards the window: "You are finally here, I have been looking forward to seeing you."

Ji Jiuxu was unmoved by the frivolous tone and said calmly: "You can start to repent now."

"Yes, Father."

Even though no one could see her movements in the dark, Jiang Xinlian still obediently clasped her hands in front of her chest and began to confess seriously.

"I am guilty of not being able to prevent the death of an elderly man and not being able to save his life, and I sincerely regret and feel sad for that."

[This matter was probably done by her]

001 I kind of admire her ability to speak fluently.

"This was my first sin. The second sin was that I had the honor of going before the "priest" and receiving God's blessing.

But my devout heart was seduced by the beauty of the "priest". His face made me distracted and my heart wavered. I feel very guilty about this."

【……Um? 】

001 was stunned.

"The third sin, I met a man in a bookstore. His appearance was the same as the "priest". I lost my mind. He occupied my mind and appeared in my dreams, distracting me."

Jiang Xinlian held her chest, her tone as confused as a little lamb: "What should I do, Father? Do you think God will accept my confession and forgive my sins?"

Is this confession? This is a provocation in the name of confession.

001 laughed and turned to look at Ji Jiuxu's expression.

In the darkness, Ji Jiuxu's expression was hard to discern. After a long while, he calmly said:

"As long as you sincerely repent, God will forgive you."

"Really? Then..."

Jiang Xinlian lowered her voice, her tone sweet and sticky, like spilled honey, flowing in the darkness:

"Will the priest forgive me?"