He is sick, I am the medicine

At dinner, Jiang Chaqing saw Qin Zhen and realized why Ning's mother would say those things to him. Qin Zhen was very beautiful, with a melon face, long black hair hanging down to her waist, and a pair of almond eyes that looked like she was electric. She was sitting at the dinner table , Behavior and demeanor reveal a ladylike demeanor.

"Brother Ning, these shrimp balls are very fresh, try them." Sitting beside Ning Xin, Qin Zhen pointed at the shrimp balls with her chopsticks. alike.

"I will eat," Ning Xin replied uncomfortably, feeling unhappy that Ning's mother suddenly invited Qin Zhen. Ning's mother always tried to match him and Qin Zhen. He had endured it before, but this time Jiang Cha Qing's presence made him a little restless, he glanced at Jiang Chaqing without a trace, and took a shrimp ball over, "Eat ginger with shrimp balls, it's delicious."

Jiang Chaqing just ate with eyes downcast, but Qin Zhen sized him up, and she said in surprise, "This is Writer Jiang? I didn't expect Brother Ning that you could invite him to dinner. I'm so happy!"

On the contrary, this sentence had a taste of anti-client. Ning Xin frowned slightly when he heard it. Just as he was about to say something, Ning's mother spoke first.

"Chaqing is not only an excellent writer, he and Ning Xin have been good brothers since childhood, and I have always treated him as my own son." Ning's mother put down her chopsticks, and looked at Jiang Chaqing with gentle eyes with her lips bent. .

brother... son...

"You have always been a respected elder," Jiang Chaqing could hardly hold his chopsticks. He raised his head after eating a meal like chewing wax. His pale face made people think that he would fall down in the next moment. He Forced himself to say words against his will, "If Ms. Qin doesn't have a boyfriend, why not consider Ning Xin, he is very good, and I will never regret choosing him."

Jiang Chaqing didn't regret saying this, even when he saw Ning Xin's surprised, disappointed, and empty eyes, he just felt a deep pain in some part of his body.

Then nothing feels right.

And then Jiang Chaqing saw Ning Xin put something into Qin Zhen's bowl, the two of them laughed and talked very well, his vision gradually blurred, and as soon as he put down his chopsticks and stood up, he became dizzy and fell down uncontrollably.

"Ginger!"

When Jiang Chaqing fell to the ground, Ning Xin ran over and pulled him into his arms. After yelling twice, he realized that Jiang Chaqing was in serious condition, so he immediately picked him up and prepared to send him to the hospital.

"Brother Ning, let me come too..." Qin Zhen stepped forward but was frightened by Ning Xin's red eyes. She looked at the other's hostile eyes in disbelief, and could only swallow what she wanted to say.

"Ning Xin," Mother Ning said softly while sitting at the dinner table, "Hurry up and send Cha Qing to the hospital, it won't be good if you delay."

"I know!" Ning Xin's voice couldn't stop raising his voice. Jiang Chaqing was very light, and with the other party's pale face, Ning Xin even felt that he was holding a broken porcelain doll at this moment, and he couldn't control it with his hands. Trembling, he walked out the door with strides.

After Ning Xin left, the dining table fell silent, Qin Zhen stood there in a daze, and what always appeared in Ning Xin's mind was that strange look in his eyes.

Why... Brother Ning looked at her like an enemy?

"Xiao Zhen?" Mother Ning's voice came from behind.

Qin Zhen subconsciously turned around, the bewilderment on her face was obvious, "Auntie, why did Brother Ning react so excitedly?"

Mother Ning just looked at Qin Zhen quietly with gentle eyes, but it was this harmless appearance that made Qin Zhen's heart tremble for no reason.

"Ning Xin is too worried about the tea. It's not too early now. I'll ask the driver to take you back." Mother Ning glanced at the time on the clock and said softly.

"Okay." Qin Zhen also felt that it would be embarrassing to stay any longer at this time, and nodded repeatedly, "Goodbye, Auntie."

"Goodbye." Mother Ning watched Qin Zhen leave with a smile, the smile on her lips faded away, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

"Ma'am, sir's phone number." The butler came over and handed the phone to Mother Ning.

Ning's mother took the phone and didn't speak immediately, as if she was listening, and soon she shook her head slightly, "Needless to say, the matter of marriage is really not in a hurry, I know you won't be able to make it for a while, I will Come and explain yourself."

……

"Ring Ling—"

A piercing ring came from the phone, and Jin Xun came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. He looked like he had just finished a bath, his hair was still wet, and water dripped from the ends of his hair from time to time on his handsome facial features. The toned mermaid line extends to the abdomen, exuding a sexy and lazy aura from top to bottom.

Jin Xun lowered his eyes and glanced at the phone screen, and flicked his slender fingers lightly, the voice of a middle-aged police officer came from the phone.

"Jin Xun, the body of the deceased has been found, and I have sent some new discoveries to your email."

Jin Xun directly turned on the phone speaker, sat in front of the computer and manipulated the mouse while asking, "Uncle Zeng, what was the process of discovering the body?"

"This..." The middle-aged police officer paused, "To be precise, we didn't find it, but the murderer packed it up and returned it to the family of the deceased."

At the same time, Jin Xun also opened the picture sent by the middle-aged police officer, and understood why the middle-aged police officer used the word "packing" to describe it.

A total of four papers of different sizes have been opened in the picture. The body of the deceased was cut into four parts and placed in the box. The body parts did not appear to have any signs of corruption. Jin Xun quickly noticed the legs that were not captured in the previous photos, and The other parts are different, the leg has many cuts on the surface, and it looks scarred.

"Uncle Zeng, the deceased was a long-distance runner, right?"

The middle-aged police officer kept quiet for fear of affecting Jin Xun's thinking, and he didn't answer until Jin Xun spoke, "Yes, we also launched an investigation on the athletes around him. The deceased was considered very good during his lifetime, and the possibility of being hated by others cannot be ruled out. "

"The investigation of those athletes can be slowed down. If you just hate the excellence of the deceased, there are many simple ways to injure the deceased's feet, and there is no need to commit murder." Jin Xun spoke slowly, but his brain was spinning rapidly As he spoke, he tapped his fingers on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

"As a long-distance runner, legs are obviously the most important thing. Judging from the fact that the murderer cut the deceased's leg with a knife after killing the deceased, it is indeed venting his anger, but what if the murderer didn't hate the deceased's athletic ability?"

"What do you mean?" The middle-aged police officer asked puzzled.

The room was not turned on, and the white light of the screen made Jin Xun's blue eyes very strange, his lips were slightly raised, and his magnetic voice whispered like a demon in the silent space, "When he finds a more perfect artwork, Naturally, you will find that the original collection is so inferior."

"What! You mean the murderer has a new target?"

"Maybe." Jin Xun closed the computer, his face was dark and unclear, "The answer will be known soon, after all, the art he thinks needs to be appreciated by the audience."

After hanging up the phone, before Jin Xun put down the phone, he heard a text message ticking from the phone. When he saw the content of the text message, his pupils shrank, and he immediately changed his clothes and rushed out the door.