The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie-Chapter 219 - Jiang Zhi licks when the sugar is bitter (one

Chapter 219: 219: Jiang Zhi licks when the sugar is bitter (one more update

Chapter 219: 219: Jiang Zhi licks when the sugar is bitter (one more update

It seemed everything was possible, and Zhou Xufang couldn’t figure it out anymore.

“This time they might have just come to test the waters, now that they know for sure you are 011, they might take further actions,” Jiang Zhi said, “The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, Xufang, try not to act alone from now on, take me with you wherever you go, okay?”

Zhou Xufang agreed, “Okay.”

Jiang Zhi’s eyebrows were still furrowed, the hostility in his eyes had not dissipated.

Zhou Xufang poked his forehead and softly comforted, “Don’t worry, if it’s people from the Genetic Laboratory, they will only want to capture me, they won’t kill me.”

It would be a shame to kill her.

The doctor in charge of her had said that among all test subjects, due to a genetic mutation triggering her superpower, she was the most successful example, her genes could be called a miracle in medicine.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand and kissed it lightly, “How could I not worry? I probably won’t sleep well anymore.”

She grinned with pale lips at him, “Then I’ll soothe you to sleep.”

“Fang Bao.”

“Hmm.”

“Do you remember what you hung on the Christmas tree at the amusement park?”

Zhou Xufang lay on her side looking at him, “I remember.”

May you live a hundred years.

Jiang Zhi touched her face, cold to the touch, and said, “You need to be safe for me to live a hundred years.” He bowed his head, kissed her forehead, “Zhou Xufang, if you don’t live long, I’ll have to die early, you know?”

If you died, I wouldn’t want to live alone.

That was what he meant,

She understood, and nodded vigorously.

“Be extremely careful from now on.” Today, he was particularly nagging, admonishing her over and over again.

Zhou Xufang rubbed her face against his palm, “I know.” She asked Jiang Zhi, “Has the doctor who performed the surgery on me figured something was off?”

“I’ve already sealed their lips, they dare not talk recklessly.”

Zhou Xufang was no longer worried, “Jiang Zhi, I want to drink water.”

“You can’t drink now.” It hadn’t even been an hour since the surgery, the chief doctor had advised not to drink water yet.

She frowned, “My mouth tastes so bitter.”

Unknown what medicine the nurse had fed her, her mouth was particularly bitter still.

She wanted to eat candy, wanted to drink AD calcium milk.

“There’s no candy here.” He lowered his body, “Only me, do you want me?”

Her eyebrows relaxed, and she smiled, “Hmm.”

Jiang Zhi bent down to kiss her, swallowing all the bitterness in her mouth.

When he came out of the sickroom again, the murderous look in his eyes had faded, Captain Qiao and Xue Baoyi each brought a girl, still waiting outside the sickroom.

It was already past eleven, quite late.

Jiang Zhi said, “You guys go back first.”

Xue Baoyi peeked into the sickroom, although he didn’t know the specifics of the situation, Zhou Xufang was seriously injured, and that was certainly a big deal.

“You’ll be okay alone?”

“This is the territory of the Jiang Family.”

That’s true.

In a hospital owned by the Jiang Family, no one would dare cause trouble.

Xue Baoyi could stay later, but his young employee was a female artist, and it wasn’t proper for her to stay long in the hospital, “Then I’m going back, call me if there’s anything.” He turned his head and called, “Fang Lixiang, let’s go, I’ll take you.”

Although Fang Lixiang was wearing a mask, she was still in the gown from the film festival, having rushed over without changing into regular clothes, she was very clumsy, so she didn’t stay to cause trouble, “I’ll come to see Xufang again tomorrow.”

She waved to Wen Baiyang, whom she had just met recently, and left with Xue Baoyi.

Captain Qiao didn’t seem to want to leave yet, taking Wen Baiyang to sit on a bench in the corridor, “Wait here for me a moment.”

She obediently sat waiting.

Captain Qiao walked aside with Jiang Zhi, “Those people came prepared, none showing their faces, and no useful clues left at the scene, it probably won’t be easy to investigate.”

Jiang Zhi had guessed this result, so he left Ah Wan to handle the scene: “I will look into this privately, keep it under wraps at the Criminal Intelligence Department.”

He didn’t want to involve the police.

Captain Qiao agreed, then asked, “Where had you just been?”

“I gave Luo Qinghe a lesson.”

A lesson?

Jiang Zhi was consumed with rage at the time; he would not have used civilized means.

Captain Qiao guessed, “Was there blood?”

He nodded his jaw, “Hmm.”

He wasn’t one prone to physical violence, preferring schemes and strategies, but if anger got the better of him, he occasionally resorted to violence, which meant serious harm.

“So blatantly?” Can’t you hold back and plan a little more elaborately?

“Hmm.” Couldn’t hold back.

Captain Qiao laughed out of frustration, “You really mess around, not afraid of ending up in jail?”

“She wouldn’t dare.” Jiang Zhi was certain.

Luo Qinghe was also walking on thin ice, unable to protect herself; without full confidence, she wouldn’t provoke him.

“She wouldn’t dare, but she also can’t just act recklessly.” After lecturing him a few more times, Captain Qiao then asked, “Were the people this time hired by her?”

“Don’t know yet.”

Not knowing to instruct others anymore? That’s really just messing around!

Changling Hospital.

After receiving emergency treatment, it was almost midnight for Luo Qinghe. She was severely injured and couldn’t even lie down because the hospital nurses had reported the incident. Two people from the Criminal Investigation Team were sent over, Zhang Wen was responsible for taking notes, and Xiao Zhong was tasked with collecting evidence.

“Miss Luo, may I ask you a few questions?”

Luo Qinghe nodded.

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She had been seriously injured twice within three days and was very weak.

Zhang Wen asked, “Did you see the assailant’s face?”

Luo Qinghe shook her head, her breath weak, her voice very low, “No, he wore a mask.”

“What about his build and voice?”

“About one hundred eighty-five centimeters tall, with a relatively young voice.”

One hundred eighty-five centimeters, that height wasn’t very common.

Zhang Wen asked again, “Is he someone you know?” He had some understanding of Miss Luo; she wasn’t a good person, and probably had many people wanting revenge on her, possibly one of her enemies had come knocking.

Luo Qinghe said, “No.”

“Did the assailant have any other distinguishing features?”

Her answer came quickly, “I didn’t notice.”

Didn’t notice?

That didn’t seem like Miss Luo’s style.

Zhang Wen looked at her and asked, “Did the assailant say anything to you? Like his purpose?”

Luo Qinghe’s face was pale, expressionless, “No, he attacked as soon as he came in without saying anything.”

So, basically no clues at all.

Zhang Wen asked a few more questions but still got no useful information. He left the hospital room and met up with Xiao Zhong.

“It’s strange; isn’t Miss Luo supposed to be the toughest and most troublesome person? How come she just took a stabbing like that? And we found nothing.”

Something was off, very off.

Xiao Zhong guessed, “Maybe there is some unspeakable secret.”

Zhang Wen felt that Luo Qinghe was definitely hiding something, “Are you done collecting evidence?”

Xiao Zhong gestured OK, and as they walked, he said, “This assailant has somewhat unique hair.”

“How is it unique?”

Xiao Zhong showed him a color print photo taken from the surveillance video, “Who does it look like?”

The misty blue was very familiar; Zhang Wen thought for a moment, “Young Master Jiang?”

Yes, the Jiang Family’s young master had dyed his hair blue, a rare kind of matte gray mixed in, a cool tone that ordinary people couldn’t pull off, matte, dreamy, filled with a hazy sense.

Don’t ask why Zhang Wen knew so well because his sister was in the beauty business and even gave herself the same dye job as Jiang Zhi.

No looks, dye your hair this color, and you’d look totally drab. His sister said so.

Xiao Zhong gave a profound look, “I think it looks like him too.”

And their heights seemed similar too.

However, Zhang Wen was perplexed, “But we can’t arrest someone based on hair color alone, can we?”

There was no evidence; one can’t just arrest someone based on hair color.

The two had just returned to the station when they received a call from Luo Qinghe.

She said verbatim, “I lost a bracelet; the assailant must have been after money. Let’s not pursue the case, consider it bad luck mitigated by financial loss.”

Mitigated by financial loss, those words were so unlike Luo Qinghe, a woman with ruthless methods and a strong vindictive spirit, who would normally seek out the perpetrator to exact harsh revenge.

Was she being blackmailed? Surprisingly, she was holding her tongue.

Zhang Wen hung up the phone, “Captain Cheng, Luo Qinghe isn’t pursuing the case.”

Captain Cheng didn’t make a sound and looked at the photo of the assailant, lit a cigarette, and called Qiao Nanchu, “Haven’t gone to bed yet?”

“Yeah.” Normally reticent, Captain Qiao even patiently explained, “A buddy’s girlfriend is hospitalized. Been busy till now.”

Captain Cheng, making casual conversation, asked, “Which buddy?”

Equally casually, the other side replied, “Jiang Zhi.”

The guy with the blue hair, what a coincidence. Captain Cheng, puffing intermittently, asked, “You were with him the whole time?”

“Yeah.”

“Around 10:40, together then?”

Qiao Nanchu, in a casual tone, “At the Fifth Hospital, do you want me to check the surveillance?”

The Fifth Hospital was Jiang Family territory; whether the surveillance was functioning or not depended on Jiang Zhi. Did Captain Cheng not know their tricks? “I’m still breathing as the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team here, don’t mess around!”

Swearing under his breath, Captain Cheng hung up the phone.

Qiao Nanchu glanced at his phone’s time, “It’s too late. I won’t go in.”

He dropped Wen Baiyang off at her doorstep.

She still hadn’t moved.

“Anything else to say?”

She nodded, there was something to say. It was about the boyfriend-girlfriend topic they hadn’t finished discussing today at Yuquan Bay.

He said, “Let’s talk inside.”

“Okay.”

Wen Baiyang opened the door, went to make him a cup of barley tea. As she sat on the couch opposite him, fiddling with her fingers and waited as he finished his cup of tea without having spoken.

Qiao Nanchu put down the cup, “If you don’t speak now, it’ll be daylight.”