Hidden Assassin

A large piece of rouge on Lingjing's face was eaten by rustle, and the spit was also crimson. The two girls hurried to the bathroom. When she came out, Lingjing had washed off all her makeup and her hair returned to fresh. Horsetail, dressed in princess costume, is amazingly beautiful. Not long after, mother Ye, who was working in this hospital, delivered dinner, and the three of them ate in the ward. At this time, the nurse also sent dinner to Yuechi Kaoru. Although she is currently unaccompanied here, the hospital already knows that her family is a powerful family in Japan and naturally dare not neglect.

However, although it is said that a special nurse is arranged, there is a shortage of staff in the hospital, Yuechi Kaoru is always quiet, and things like going to the toilet can come by himself. Although the bill or has been charged high nursing fees, the nurse However, she was always called to another place by the hospital to help. Only when she had a meal or she needed anything, she would come over when she pressed the medical bell.

The food in the hospital focused on nutrition, but after all, it was unpalatable. Looking at Yuechi Xun's small mouth and small mouths, with the quiet start, the three of them evened out a meal made by Mother Ye and sent it to her—Ling After listening to her experience, Jing had some sympathy for the girl who looked pitiful and was beaten with Jia Ming.

The thank you for Yuechi Kaoru this time was not "Ali Gado", but English "thankyou". She studied quietly and well, and studied English for another year and a half. Now, it doesn't matter. "My name is Ye Lingjing." Try to communicate with her in English. The two spoke a few words while eating. Yuechi Xun inquired the names of the three in English. The words "Gu Jiaming" were repeated over and over again. Read it many times.

I had dinner and the two girls wrote their homework in the ward. Soon after, Jia Ming asked about the reading of the game. Ling Jing's pleasant and soft voice sounded in the ward:

"... Now I'm walking slowly in this garden with a car, and I often feel that I've been running out for too long alone. Yes-I am sorting out my old photo album, a dozen years A picture I took in this circle before—a young man sitting in a wheelchair, with an old cypress tree behind, and the ancient altar farther away. I went to the garden to find the tree. I pressed the photo I found it quickly after looking for the background, and looked for the shape of its branches in the photo, and it must be that. But it is dead, and there is a thick bowl of rattan on it. One day I was in When I met an old lady in the garden, she said, "Oh, where are you still? She asked me, "Is your mother okay?" "Who are you?" "You don't remember me, I can remember you." Once your mother came here to find you. She asked me if you saw a child in a wheelchair? ... "I suddenly felt that it was too long for me to run into this world by myself. One night, I was sitting alone reading under the street lamp next to the altar, and suddenly came out of the dark altar-bursts of suona Sound; surrounded by towering ancient trees, the square altar occupies an area of ​​several hundred square meters and is open to the sky. I can't see the person who blows the suona. My face is always bleak and sometimes desolate. Perhaps these words are not enough to describe it. I soberly heard it ringing in the past, ringing in the present and ringing in the future.

He will one day call me back. ... "(I and the Temple of Earth)

The young girl's voice is sweet and affectionate. It is used to read the text "I and the Temple of Earth". Although there is no doubt that she will win the prize, she has a certain sense of pride in her ears at home.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the two girls went home with their mother Ye off work, and the nurse would come to see it a few times, but for more time, only two children stayed quietly in the ward, and Jiaming would watch on the bed For a while in the book, Yuechi Xun was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, sometimes looking over, and when Jiaming found out, she continued to look at the ceiling.

When more than ten o'clock, Jia Ming got out of bed and turned off the lights, anyway, Yuechi Kaoru was always just in a daze, and would not have any opinion when he wanted to come. But soon after, he heard Yuechi Kaoru said, "Gu ... Jiaming ..."

"Ok?"

"thank you."

"Keep it a secret for me, and I will thank you," Jia Ming said in Japanese.

The next day was Saturday. The two girls came early in the morning and sent warm hot eggs and lean meat porridge for Jiaming. Yuechi Kaoru was also divided into a bowl. It was inevitable that she would speak English with her. She always knew If you want to learn English well, you need to talk to someone who can speak English. At this time, although there is only more than a year of basic knowledge, she also talks with the other person happily. Once she says no, she lets Yuechi Kaoru write on the paper. Come out, then take an English dictionary and turn it around, probably understand the meaning of this sentence. And if she could not speak herself, she would find a bunch of words in the dictionary to piece it together. After guessing about it, the Japanese girl would straighten her grammar and write the correct sentence for her.

At this time, Yuechi Kaoru should be bored, and she accompanied Lingjing to speak English and write sentences there. After half a morning, the two seemed to have become friends. Shasha occasionally went to see, and the inscription on the paper made her dizzy. Dazzled and quickly retired, accompany Jiaming's bragging gossip by the bed.

When more than ten o'clock, Mother Ye came and told them that the police would come over to take notes in the afternoon, so that the family could straighten out their thoughts. In fact, about the day of the incident, Jia Ming's fabricated lies were all told that day, and the police generally believed that this time it was a routine business. UU reading wwwww.uukanshu.com When two o'clock in the afternoon, a policewoman pushed in the door, and when Jia Ming saw it, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Things are abnormal, because the people who come in now are really suspicious in their eyes at home.

The big cap was pulled down a bit. The woman who came in was too young and was at most a high school student. Although some women were born with a baby face, Jia Ming was sure of his temperament. This person should be a student. . The pistol is a bit stiff, and ... the clothes are a bit out of place, which makes no sense ...

Anything that is abnormal is a demon. Jia Ming often pretends to be a tender and pig-eating tiger. The first thought that flashed in his mind at this time was someone trying to test him, or sending a young girl killer to kill him. The corner of his eyes looked at a fork on the small cabinet next to him, and then looked at Yuechi Kaoru on the other bed, but there was some doubt in the other's eyes, but he was not as deep as himself.

"Oh, you are Gu Jiaming." The policewoman deliberately made an old tone. First, she put the contents of the small cabinet and the fork into the drawer, and then put a transcript on it. Jia Ming even determined his judgment,

"My name is Mu Zhenzhen, and I'm here to make a transcript for you." The policewoman symbolically took out the badge and shook it. Naturally, no one could see the photo and name on it.

Looking at the stillness and rustle still in the ward at this time, Jia Ming's mind turned sharply, and he finally managed to conceal his skill from rustle. If he really needed to do it, wouldn't all his hidden things be exposed.

I still say, everything, to this Japanese girl?

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