[Comprehensive] People who like me are sick

Fu Jiang was the last person Bertha had ever seen. After some investigation, the local police found Fu Jiang who was performing in the square.

Fu Jiang's face is now painted with Peking Opera facial makeup. She is standing on the side of the fountain in the square and doing exaggerated performances. At this time, she already has a lot of coins and banknotes in her hat made of old newspapers. Get paid around $30.

When the local police arrived with the FBI, Fu Jiang had almost finished today's performance.Looking at the policemen in uniforms coming over, Fu Jiang quickly put away the performance tools and the hat money box that was spread on the ground.

"What's the matter with you?" Fu Jiang asked the few people who were walking towards her.

One of the fat policemen walked up to Fu Jiang, then pointed to the two people behind him and said, "They are the FBI, and they want to ask you something, please cooperate."

"Okay." Fu Jiang nodded and said, "What's the matter?"

The black FBI with sunglasses took out a photo and handed it to Fu Jiang. "Do you know this woman?"

Fu Jiang took the photo, and the person in the photo was smiling, and one could tell at a glance that it was Bertha who was very close to her these days.

"Yes, sir, I know her." Fu Jiang handed the photo back to the black FBI, and said with a nervous tone: "She is Bertha, a street performer like me, we met on the square near the University of Michigan Yes, and then I often made appointments to perform in the surrounding streets together.”

"She's a nice guy... I mean, she's doing street performances to help her mother out of the financial burden and pay for college."

"Excuse me, do you know who else she is close to? Or does she have a boyfriend? Do you know what happened to her last night or was there any strange person wandering around you?" A thin man called After cutting off Fu Jiang's words, the man in a white shirt and gray vest with neatly combed hair looked surprisingly young.

Fu Jiang met his gaze, but he avoided it somewhat at a loss.

Compared to the FBI, he looked more like a fresh out of college.

With the intervention of this 'little FBI', Fu Jiang's mood improved, and the tension of being oppressed gradually disappeared.

She thought for a while, and said, "As far as I know, Bertha doesn't have a boyfriend, and I haven't heard her mention any friends who are close to her. She is the same as me. We have only come to Michigan not long ago, and we are busy every day. I don’t have time to expand my circle of friends for a living.”

"In my impression, nothing special happened last night, and I didn't notice any strange people. The law and order here was indeed not very good at night, so Bertha and I always went back together. She rented a I live not far from where I live, just a block away."

"Last night I sent her home as usual and then left." After finishing speaking, Fu Jiang observed the expressions of the two, and after getting her answer, they looked at each other and frowned.

The uneasiness in his heart intensified, and Fu Jiang asked: "Did something happen?... I called Bertha today and she kept turning off her phone."

The black FBI showed a sympathetic look to the tense Fu Jiang, "Yesterday, a body was found on the outskirts of the wharf. It was verified. She is Bertha."

"My God!" Fu Jiang covered his head helplessly, "She...was she killed by someone? By whom? You just asked me if there are strange people around here, do you mean these people around here? made?"

"No! Calm down." The skinny FBI reassured: "We are only suspecting now, and everything has to be confirmed by evidence. If you can recall more details about when you were with Bertha last night or before, Maybe it can help us track down the unknown suspect faster."

"I will." Fu Jiang said: "If I think of something, how can I contact you?"

"I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, uh... This is my business card with my phone number on it. If you have any news, please call me." Spencer Reid's actions surprised the black FBI next to him, and he raised his eyebrows Then he showed a smirk.

"I'm Derek Morgan, we'll be at the Michigan Police Department, come to me if you think of any clues."

"Ok."

Fu Jiang packed up her things and went home. She lost a friend, and she didn't have the heart to think about the script anymore.

Originally, Fu Jiang still had a schedule at night, and went to a nearby bar and karaoke hall to observe the lives of strippers and prostitutes inside.Now she has no intention of going there at all, she just wants to find a place to be alone.

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Jiang began to recall everything since meeting Bertha.

She hopes to help this poor woman, not only for their friendship, but also to give an explanation to this fresh life.

"Bang bang... bang bang..." There was another sound of renovation from upstairs, Fu Jiang sighed and took off the Peking opera makeup on his face and went out.

That's why she didn't want to go home early.The place she rented was very cheap. Although the security measures were not in place, the transportation was convenient.

The tenants here are varied, and most of them are the lower classes living in the city.

It's not that Fu Jiang has no money. In the past four years, she has earned more than she spent, and she has saved her small coffers.It's just that this time the character is a person living in the lower class. In order to experience these true feelings, she chose this place.

Moreover, she is now a street performer, if she lives in a high-end neighborhood, it will easily arouse suspicion from others.It does her no harm.

You know, although Fu Jiang has only made one movie and accepted two commercials, she has made the headlines of the "New York Daily News" because of her amazing appearance in the movie, which made her appear in the "People" magazine. Voted as the tenth most beautiful woman in the world.

Therefore, for American residents, the artist Tomie Kawakami is no stranger.

Because she is the first foreign artist to be featured in the American-focused celebrity and pop culture People magazine.

Before she had any representative works, she was already famous.

Moreover, in the British media survey, Tomie Kawakami was selected as one of the women that British men most want to embrace.

For an Asian, it is a long process to gain a reputation in Europe and America.Networks, qualifications, experience and opportunities are all indispensable.

For Fu Jiang at a young age, it is really unbelievable that she has achieved such a remarkable success with just one screen appearance.

Just like her mesmerizing appearance.

Has mysterious magic power.

These are the reasons why she will disguise herself so thoroughly.She didn't want to be recognized by others, nor did she want to be suspiciously investigated.

Fu Jiang came to a remote park and sat on the swing chair in silence.

Her thoughts were flying, and many things were mixed together. She thought about everything about Bertha, the conversations, scenes, and characters that appeared around them when they got along.

Very flat, very happy.

Nothing strange.Or rather, this itself is a strange thing.

Fu Jiang has no friends, and her female affinity has been verified as early as the past 16 years.As for college life, she has no good female companions either, because of her beauty and suitors and her good luck, she is jealous and excluded by a group of girls in the art department.Although she has the title of the number one beauty, she is actually just a lonely wretch.

Having said that, a clear line suddenly appeared in her mind.

Doubts abounded in her heart, yes, why did Bertha choose to be friends with her.

An ugly lower class, and, thanks to Tomie's creative art shows and offbeat fashion shows, she always gets paid more than Bertha when she covers her face.

Not only did Bertha not get angry because of this, but she became closer to her.

Her broad-mindedness is the key to disintegrating Fu Jiang's defense so quickly.

Thinking about it now, she is so defensive, it is indeed a strange thing to become friends with a strange girl of unknown origin in just one week.

I didn't notice it before, but now that I think about it, everything is weird.

She seemed to know her very well.

Fu Jiang frowned, and before he could continue thinking, he was hit by a heavy object on the back of his foot.

"I'm sorry." Lowering his head, Fu Jiang saw a head of golden and fluffy hair. The boy opened his wet blue eyes and said to her: "Can you give me the ball?"

Getting up from the swing, Fu Jiang picked up the ball and handed it to the little boy.

After touching his hair, she got a shy smile from the boy.

What a little angel.

Fu Jiang was healed in an instant, and his mood improved.

"Are you alone?" Squatting down, Fu Jiang watched the little boy play football beside her with interest. "No. Mom went there to buy juice." The boy raised his head and pointed to the mobile car not far away.

Fu Jiang nodded, and then continued to ask: "Then my mother is not here now, do you want my sister to play with you for a while? How about we play football together?"

She also gave a smiling face as a gift, but unfortunately, her face is a bit hideous now.

Fortunately, although this child is shy, he is not small in courage.Not intimidated by her ugly face.

"Okay." The boy held the ball, then pointed to Fu Jiang and said, "Stand over there, you have to catch it when I kick it over."

"OK!"

Fortunately, Fujiang University has signed up for the football and tennis clubs, and now it is completely stress-free to coax the children.

Fu Jiang ran around the boy with the ball, and the boy was quickly attracted to her little tricks.Excitedly, he opened his eyes wide, pestering her to teach him, his happy face didn't have the previous hesitation and shyness.

Soon, though, their fun time is over.

Because the boy's mother came back.

The boy's mother thanked Fu Jiang, then took the boy and left.

After walking two steps, the boy ran back, raised his head and asked Fu Jiang, "Can I still play with you?"

Regarding the boy's expectations, Fu Jiang smiled back: "Of course. My name is Eve, what about you?"

"My name is Bernie. I live on Bier Street, are you coming to see me?"

"Yes, I will come."

With Fu Jiang's assurance, Bernie happily followed his mother away.

When night fell, Fu Jiang returned home.She slept soundly that night, and she didn't wake up until the next day when she was pressed on the bed by the FBI who broke into the door.

"You're under arrest! Eve Greens!"