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Jiang Liping was in a state of confusion for several days after receiving the assignment.

She couldn't believe it, but she had to.

The few short sentences on the internal mission file were almost perforated by the way she flipped through them.

Jiang Lanpei ...... Jiang Lanpei ......

Jiang Lanpei is Jin Xiuhe?

It was as if the voice was all that was left in her head.

She mechanically prepares to kill Liang Jicheng's wife and son, and to take the original files belonging to Jiang Lanpei, which are kept in the Liang family's safe, with her.

It was Liang Jicheng's wife who came home to grab the information.

Jiang Liping killed her, then took a stack of yellowed papers from her open filing cabinet, trembling.

So she saw Jiang Lanpei's complete and true profile, along with a photo of ...... before she was plastic surgery.

The woman in red held the stack of information, page by page, although already knew the truth, the tears are still in no one knows where the vertical and horizontal flow down.

It's her. ......

It's really her!

Jiang Liping didn't know how much control he had to exert to clean up his emotions before Liang Jicheng's son came back, but he had already had a complete breakdown.

She put the file, the piece of paper with Jin Xiuhe's old photo on it, back into the file bag, trembling, and held it close to her chest.

She just stood there at the bottom of the stairs, in the shadows, waiting for Liang Jicheng's son to come home and complete the second killing that the organization had told her to do.

Only in this short waiting time can she be "Sun Ping" instead of "Jiang Liping".

Only then could she hold the pile of files and let the tears fall silently, but freely, down her face.

It hurts ...... It really hurts ...... It hurts too much ......

Why ...... why didn't she realize until nearly twenty years later that she hadn't originally died?

Why do good people have to suffer so much?

Jiang Liping wept silently and mournfully until she heard the panicked opening of the door by Liang Jicheng's son.The sinful son ran in and into her field of vision and began to quickly search through the archive bag ...... Then he noticed his mother's dead body, and he began to scream in agony... ...

She just hated that he didn't scream enough! It was painful to die!

She went out of the gloom, passed the pile of files over his back, and sang, full of resentment and extremely morose, the song that belonged to her memory of Jin Xiuhe, as if she were claiming the lives of these sinners as Jin Xiuhe: "Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the little children, and everybody don't tell him ......"

"Are you looking for this?"

The man turned back -!

Bang!

She pressed the trigger.

Jiang Liping, for the first time since he fell into the dark road, fired his gun so decisively and so painfully.

--She killed Liang Jicheng's son, and before she left the villa, she opened the file bag for the last time, gazing at the yellowed pages of the photo that belonged to Jin Xiuhe.

She knew that when she got out of this door and into the receiving car, she would never be able to show any semblance of her true emotions again.

She looked deeply at the photo.

And then she closed her eyes, put the information back in her pouch, her red dress swaying as she strutted out.

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Later, Jiang Liping learned that Jin Xiuhe had been personally sent to Cheng Kang Psychiatric Hospital by Huang Zhilong.

Huang Zhilong did not kill his wife that day. When he was finally about to add a knife to her neck, he saw her slowly raise her blood-soaked face, and her eyes were full of contempt and loathing.

His blade froze for a moment, and then he could be described as furious!

It is this kind of eyes ...... that regard him as mortar and simply want to beat him back to the original ...... eyes! It was the look that evoked the jealousy and resentment he had accumulated over the years towards his wife's entire family.

He simply doesn't want her to die ...... How easy is it to die? How painful to die! So he thought of a more insidious trick, he handed her over to the Liang brothers, let them change the name for this woman, the rest of his life, to ensure that she is locked up in Cheng Kang mental hospital, whether dead or alive has nothing to do with him, the only requirement is that she can not be found by anyone.

He knew the place was an organization-enshrouded "loot vault", the perfect place to dispose of bodies or victims who were not dead.

Liang Jicheng and Liang Zhongkang, who had already coveted Huang Zhilong's wife, turned Jin Xiuhe into a tool for their lust. Huang Zhilong did not care.

Jin Xiuhe was a normal person when he was first placed in Cheng Kang Psychiatric Hospital.

Yet how does one distinguish between a normal person and a mentally ill person in a mental institution?

In 1887, a journalist named Nalibré did a similar experiment. She was a person with a normal thinking brain who was admitted to the local mental hospital by pretending to be crazy.

After that, Nari realized that the treatment at the facility was brutal and the nurses were extremely perfunctory in their care of the patients. When it was determined that she was mentally ill, no matter how much she tried to explain it to the doctors and nurses, they dismissed her behavior as a symptom of a psychotic episode. When she was honest with the doctors and said, "I'm a journalist and I'm here to get a better understanding of the situation," the doctors thought that her illness had gotten worse and she was treated in a more brutal way.

While Nari's frightening adventures were finally brought to an end when the New York World vouched for them, Jin Xiuhe, more than 200 years later, was apparently not so lucky.

She was kept in a special ward and changed into psychiatric gowns, and when the Leung brothers introduced her to everyone, they said she suffered from serious mental problems and was extremely aggressive.

Like Nari back then, Jin Xiuhe didn't believe anyone, no matter what she said or who she asked for help. The nurses were also careful when they changed her medication, perfunctorily saying what she said and then leaving her room as fast as they could.

When everyone thinks she's sick, she isn't and she is.

Liang brothers in order to let her better control, give her to pour the organization to provide "listening to water", just that the organization needs to test the effectiveness of listening to water for a while, this woman became their test subjects, one after another after the drug poured down, Jin Xiuhe is really dead, living in a mental hospital, is a can not remember who she is, called Jiang Lanpei crazy woman In the mental hospital, there is a crazy woman called Jiang Lanpei who can't remember who she is. ......

In order to more safely hold her in their hands, the Liang brothers even gave her several face lifts while using her as an experimental subject.

The resulting woman was stiff and neurologically damaged, and Huang Zhilong knew it, but was satisfied--

Jin Xiuhe's parents were in poor health, bedridden and in a state of confusion, and both unfortunately passed away shortly afterward. And who else but his own parents would have really cared whether Jin Xiuhe was dead or alive?

Looking at Jiang Lanpei's face today, even those who are very familiar with her would not be able to recognize Jin Xiuhe's face hidden underneath this plastic face.

Huang Zhilong listened to the Liang brothers' report and finally settled down completely.

"She's a crazy woman now, she doesn't remember what her name was, sometimes she pulls the nurse and tells people to read properly, when she sees the doctor she asks how the kids are doing, when she has nothing else to do she's over there by herself humming the handkerchief-throwing song, she drew a window on the wall with chalk, and when she's humming she's looking out of the fake window, she doesn't know what she's looking at. When people ask her about it, she says something like, "Stand up."

Huang Zhilong : "It's still crazy."

"Yeah, just ...... one more thing ......"

"What?"

"A few students came to the mental hospital to volunteer, Jiang Lanpei saw them, she was humming a song, but she became very emotional all of a sudden, we paid attention to it, and the thing that caused her to overreact was the uniforms that those students were wearing." Liang Jicheng said cautiously, "Some of them look like the uniforms of the Shanghai Transmission."

Huang Zhilong's writing pen paused for a moment, and his eyes glanced at the photo of Jin Xiuhe that he had placed on the corner of the table as a gesture. The girl in the photo was still wearing her school uniform from her student days, and the first time that he had accosted her was because of her school uniform. Jin Xiuhe became Jiang Lanpei, a lot of things have been forgotten, but deep down she must still remember her hatred for him, Huang Zhilong thought, and when he came back to his senses, the tip of the pen had already scratched the surface of the paper. ......

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"Throw, Throw, Throw Your Handkerchief ......"

Inside the police car, Jiang Liping listened to the nursery rhyme, recalling those things in the past, and, very briefly, telling the officers about some of his experiences back then.

Finishing another cigarette, she tossed the butt, her look half-mixed with loss and peace.

The officers listened to her account with a thousand pangs in their hearts.

Someone asked, "Jiang Lanpei changed into Xie Xue's clothes when she killed Liang Jicheng at that time, and our direction of investigation has been to wonder why she would change into women's clothes for a man, when in fact the key is not in the women's clothes but in the teacher's uniform of Huchuan... ... Jiang Lanpei instinctively hates Huang Zhilong, and this behavior would give her a misplaced sense of being on a revenge mission, yes?"

"I think so."

Someone else asked, "So when you used the matter of Jiang Lanpei's ghastly ghosts claiming her life in the Canton Tower case to create the atmosphere of a countdown to the killings, it was actually because you wanted to kill those people handily for her, wasn't it?"

"That's right."

Policeman: "Aren't you afraid of being noticed by Huang Zhilong?"

Jiang Liping gave a cry, "If you've been an animal for a long time, you're not afraid of ghosts and gods. Huang Zhilong doesn't believe in such things, and he never thought that the person who served him under his bed to please him would be Jin Xiuhe's former student."

"What's more, given his character, he doesn't believe there's any such thing as favor in this world, so naturally he won't suspect my relationship with Jin Xiuhe. He also thought that my idea was a good one, that I could make Wang Jiankang and the others scared out of their wits, and that I could completely wrap up the Cheng Kang Ward case from before - how could he have thought that a woman approaching him would be for the sake of benevolence and righteousness? He had always looked down on women, much less thought that they could be informants. Didn't Huang Zhilong unabashedly tell many of his acquaintances in the entertainment industry?"

"Say what?"

Jiang Liping faintly repeats what Huang Zhilong once said: "- I despise those actresses the most, I took the capital to promote them, but then came back to me to take the gesture, do the bitch still want to set up a house of cards. "

She learned, the smile is more sarcastic into the bone: "can really have fun, even the radio and television tower that case, they finally want to take advantage of the closure, but also a bitch in their mouths - Lu Yuzhu. these people both look down on women, but also can not get away from the woman! ...... I really want Huang Zhilong to die in my hands, at that moment, I prefer to ask him, do you remember Jin Xiuhe, who was killed by him back then! Do you remember Jin Xiuhe used to take care of a clumsy and timid girl who was caught every time she threw a handkerchief! --Does he remember!"

That handkerchief-throwing nursery rhyme is a horrible invocation to the spirits and demons of the inquiring mind.

But for Jiang Liping, it is the best memory for Principal Kim ......

She mourns her in song, she misses her in song, she avenges her in song, and she knows that she will live in this one nursery rhyme.

Jiang Liping tilted her head, she remembered that in order to kill Wang Jiankang those people, on the eve of the mission to get out of the Canton Tower, she murmured in her heart over and over again: "Teacher, I've come to give you revenge ...... I've come to give you revenge ......"

She was so ecstatic and so sad and angry that her beautiful face literally twisted in the lamp.

The handkerchief-throwing song played over and over again, and in it she wrote over and over again the name that was so ironic to her, the name of the teacher who lived but of whom she knew nothing.

Jiang Lanpei ......

Jiang Lanpei ......

Jiang. Lan. Pei!

Tears wet the paper, she crouched down on the table, undercover for so many years she had endured countless pressures have endured, and this moment she finally broke down and bawled-

Twenty years! Twenty years!!! Her teacher ...... was just as good as dead being abused by the Liang brothers, twenty years ah! Darkness, the valiant woman who used to smile and encourage her was driven to become a true madman ......

"Twenty years ...... Jiang Lanpei ...... twenty years!!!" She cried out, her throat filled with the fetid sweetness of blood, and by the end, sobbed uncontrollably.

She avenged her.

She could have killed those people in an easier, safer for her, way, but she chose the handkerchief-throwing song, the murder song.

She preferred to put on a red dress and red shoes for the men, creating Jiang Lanpei Knightly ghosts claiming their lives ......

Even at that time, when she sent a private message to Zheng Jingfeng, she gave up her usual JLP abbreviation, and after a long pause at the tip of her pen, Jiang Liping, who knew all the secrets of Cheng Kang Psychiatric Hospital, with tears in her eyes, word by word, wrote her own signature, for the first time: "Jiang. Lan. Pei."

Teacher. I'll take your place, and do these things.

J.L.P.

Jiang. Lan. Pei.

Teacher, I am you. I want to live as you. I'll clear your name.

I, for one, have no regrets.

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Meanwhile, inside the police station office.

A large screen projected Jiang Liping's every move on it, and there were also a number of small screens following the movements of the police cars in real time. In front of the screen sat the police, cadres, and other relevant personnel in charge of this temporary emergency case.

Among them was He Yu, who got in touch with Director Hu in a timely manner.

In the basement trio, only He Yu is currently sitting in the police station to see the situation, Xie Qingcheng is still dealing with the RN-13 samples at the private hospital in Mayo, and Chen Man is trapped by his family crying and hugging after going back to inform his grandfather of the situation, so even though he can be aware of the situation, he is not at the police station to see the first scene.

Only He Yu sits in front of the monitor, staring at the movement of the police force, occasionally sending a message to Xie Qingcheng, telling him the real-time situation.

He could sense that Xie Qingcheng was shocked to learn of Jiang Lanpei's true identity, but like him, after the shock, he immediately understood why many things had gone that way before.

Xie Qingcheng wrote back, "Pay attention to Jiang Liping's safety, as well as your own."

He Yu: "Are you worried about me?"

The message wasn't returned.

One minute, two minutes ......

The phone vibrated.

"Nah. More worried about her."

He Yu glanced at the screen and quickly replied to his message, "Why is that so, then I'm jealous. Do you think she's so beautiful and powerful, or a female, to please you?"

This time, after waiting for five minutes, Xie Qingcheng hadn't replied to him, probably because he didn't care to talk to him.

He Yu then stared at the police station projection and waited for a while, still not waiting for the message, on the screen Jiang Liping smoking a cigarette, He Yu watched, and then lowered his head, and typed a string of words to Xie Qingcheng: "By the way, I forgot to tell you before, brother, although I don't like it when you smoke her cigarettes, but I like the way you smoke women's cigarettes. So pretty."

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It's really so beautiful.

Xie Qingcheng's wrist, wrapped around a tattoo of letters, peeks out slightly under the cuffs of his shirt.

So hard and sharp, manly man, but the slender fingers holding a flower branch like a delicate women's fine cigarettes.

At that time in Chi-Lung Entertainment, He Yu just couldn't help but keep staring at him, pure men touching this kind of fragile thing most fatally, that look in his eyes almost wanting to take down the female cigarettes, push this man against the wall, clutch his wrists, kiss his thin and soft lips smelling of menthol and roses, in that soft taste of female cigarettes, kiss him like a woman, knead him, piss him off, offend him, bully his uncle.

But at that time the situation was urgent, He Yu had no time to think carefully, and could not say much, now finally slowed down a bit, and from Xie Qingcheng's mouth can not get any good words, acidity on the head, then gangster up, intentionally teasing him like this.

Who knows Xie Qingcheng actually replied to him this time, but the content of the reply was: "It's not time for you to be playful yet, you mustn't relax, and you must pay attention to safety. Contact me again if anything happens. Chat back."

"......"

He Yu can't help it if he thinks his wife doesn't understand romance. He's a man of science and technology, he doesn't know how important it is to be romantic in a dangerous situation.

Still, he put the phone down and refocused his attention on the surveillance screen as Xie Qingcheng had instructed.

The convoy is currently moving in batches through the transportation hub and heading back towards the police station.

Because the police cars were openly equipped with video cameras, what Jiang Liping said in one of the cars was clearly audible to the people at headquarters. They are now questioning Jiang Liping about the truth--

"Then ...... all these years, you haven't exposed yourself and endured humiliation at Huang Zhilong's side, just to get more, higher level evidence, is that right?"

The audio-visual message was synchronized with the accompanying police officer asking Jiang Liping in this way.

Jiang Liping dusted off her cigarette ash, the anti-leakage bracelet on her hand hadn't been removed yet, but she had already noticed that its mechanism had changed.

This bracelet is expensive and has very powerful judgment ability. Since there are some top executives in this organization who need to sell some irrelevant information in order to achieve their goals, the bracelet can't kill by mistake. Therefore, its settings are much looser than those of Huang Zhilong's imitations, and it can also combine human language and internal reactions to identify whether the wearer's speech touches the organization's bottom line.

Even more exquisitely, it is designed to make it easier for the wearer to broker a deal for the organization, and it can weed out those who have been dropped by the very top with great speed.

Huang Zhilong, for example.

Jiang Liping had just sensed that the Telltale Bracelet no longer protected Huang Zhilong's secrets, and that she could tell others most of the things related to Huang. Only if these contents clearly touched the organization's red line, the kill function would be triggered.

She paused and said hoarsely, "Yes, cutting the grass to get rid of the roots. Otherwise, what's the point of killing a Huang Zhilong alone? I am also not so small pattern of people, a personal vendetta to be avenged, but since I have seen the skeletons piled up in their lair, what I want to do is to bring them all to justice one by one ...... even if I myself get a handful of blood, I have no regrets."

The carriage was quiet.

"Now, apart from Huang Zhilong, can you identify anyone else who colluded with him?"

"All in that black safe." Jiang Liping in order to prevent the bracelet, shall not say more, but also can not directly inform the police to open the method, she estimated that as long as she said how to open the box will have to die, so only said, "Huang Zhilong this person is very suspicious, before and after doing things will keep a hand. These years with his twisted together officials, entrepreneurs, scientists ...... can prove that their illegal and criminal behavior of the evidence information, he all keep."

"Huang Zhilong had intended to hold on to these levers, to blackmail these people into giving him what he wanted, to force them to cooperate, or to make an exchange of benefits." Jiang Liping said, "Although it is just a safe deposit box, both for Huang Zhilong and for the trial of justice, its value has been immeasurably high."

When the guys in command heard this, someone took off their mike and confirmed with the guy next to them, "Where's that safe?"

"It's in the car, Captain take it. The combination box is specially designed so that it can't be opened hard, otherwise all the contents will be destroyed, and you'll have to bring it back to the tech section for careful study."

Huzhou International Airport wasn't too far from the police department headquarters, and if you took a section of the bypass highway, you should be there in an hour or so.

Jiang Liping breathes a small sigh of relief as the dust finally settles.

-- "How long will I get?" She finally asked the police officer accompanying her very flatly.

The little cop couldn't answer.

Jiang Liping then added to himself, "I'll take as long as it takes, as long as, I can see those people in prison together."

She listened to the lilting sound of nursery rhymes on her cell phone and leaned her head back against the car, the sunlight reflecting on her face through the leaves and windowpanes, dipping the pupils of her eyes into a light brown color.

In the midst of this treacherous song, she felt only infinite peace, as if her soul could finally be stabilized.

Despite the fact that the organization's various lines were clearly cut, and many people did not know each other, as long as they reached the police station and tried to open the code box, everything could be revealed, and no one who should be caught could escape. She was not able to kill Huang Zhilong, but Huang Zhilong at least died in front of her.

And the maggots behind the curtain will soon be exposed to the bright sun.

She can rest easy.

"Throw it, throw it, throw the handkerchief, gently put it behind the little one, people don't tell her ......"

The music goes on.

This time there is no blood, there is no death, there is only the melodious children's songs in the playground of the small mountain village, the sun was shining that day, the blossoms of the paulownia tree were blooming brightly, the young Jiang Liping quickly climbed up at the end of the song, and her afterimage caught a glimpse of the woman standing under the flower tree with the red dress swaying, and the woman smiled encouragingly at her and gave a thumbs-up, and Jiang Liping felt that she had unlimited courage and could ride the waves towards the goal of becoming a woman like her. Jiang Liping suddenly felt that she had unlimited courage, and from then on she could ride the wind and waves toward the goal of becoming a woman like her.

Her slowly relaxing demeanor was projected above the command screen.

Someone inside the police station let out a low sigh, and He Yu glanced over-it was Zheng Jingfeng.

Zheng Jingfeng also really did not think that the informant who had been providing him with information before would actually be such a woman in hell, and for whatever reason, this woman had killed people and done a lot of things in collaboration with a criminal organization, and although they could have brought mitigation for her, the situation was not expected to be optimistic.

Having been a criminal police officer all his life, Zheng Jingfeng has encountered a lot of people who are both good and evil, but there are very few like Jiang Liping who have made him sigh with regret.

He was almost a little bit saddened by the fact that he didn't know how many similar crimes Jiang Liping had been involved in; she might not have been the one who had killed, but her heart had been constantly condemned and tormented by one of these murders as well.

This woman couldn't deliver justice in time, she was the Red Snake who had managed to transform into a demon and embed herself in the devil's den, and she had to hide the human heart she was born with. Therefore, she could only do her best to avoid the casualties of innocent people by giving tips to the police again and again.

Even risking their own exposure ......

Zheng Jingfeng thought more and more bad taste, even more long sigh, closed his eyes.

If only she had never killed anyone.

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That's what he thinks, but Jiang Liping thinks something else entirely.

She doesn't care about the rest of her life anymore; her biggest regret now is that she didn't kill one more person - the Huang Zhilong whose heart she wanted to disembowel the most.

She thought it was too bad.

In countless dreams, she dreamt that she took a knife and cut off Huang Zhilong's flesh piece by piece, she really couldn't look at this man with a human face. When she entered Zhilong Group, she thought that as long as one day she could make Huang Zhilong's life end in her hands, it was okay for her to die immediately.

However, Huang Zhilong died at the hands of a sniper, in the end it is considered not to have experienced too much pain ......

Too bad.

If Huang Zhilong's business hadn't suddenly fallen from a sinking ship, then--

And so on.

As his thoughts drifted away, Jiang Liping suddenly remembered something, and his eyes paused.

When the Huang Zhilong case was over, many of the previous mysteries had been solved, and she was able to carefully avoid the confidential touch of the bracelet, and carefully testify to the police as to the cause and effect of all this.

Yet there was one link, which in her haste she had actually overlooked, and which now suddenly made her vaguely uneasy--the

Hu Yi.

The young master Hu who was immersed in a tank and made into a prop in the crew's water tank murder case.

Once this person died, the pressure on Huang Zhilong from all sides instantly became very great, Jiang Liping can be sure that Hu Yi is not Huang Zhilong's do away with.

Then who the hell killed him?

Why would that man kill such a powerful man in Huang Zhilong's program?

Jiang Liping The more he thought about it, the more wrong he felt, could it be that--!

Her face turned white instantly.