Dressed as a villain's brother

The air is filled with the lingering smell of disinfectant, and the light blue curtains let in a little soft light.

The whole environment is peaceful, tidy and light in tone.

The little nurse with curly hair looked very young, walked out of a ward around the corner, and entered another room holding a ballpoint pen.

She glanced at the door at the man who was wandering in the hallway and dialing the phone.

The man had a very kind face, but now he was frowning, looking a little anxious.

The little nurse turned her gaze back and looked into the ward.

The patient was leaning against the pillow, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Under the loose white cloth clothes, traces of bandaging can be seen faintly.

There was no pain or panic on his face, only a trace of uneasiness in the straightened lip line.

The little nurse recalled the results of his examination just now.

No bones were injured, just some skin trauma that took time to recuperate.

This is luck.

Of course, it is also the result of the patient's own efforts.

When this person was sent, he was still holding a protective helmet in his hand, and the protective gear on his body was stained with dirt, but it was also complete.

After the little nurse finished her memory, she took two steps inside, her eyes gliding over his clear face.

Fortunately, no disfigurement.

If it is disfigured, it is relatively difficult to treat, and it is also a pity for this person or for others watching.

The little nurse stepped forward slowly and woke him up softly.

She first asked about her feelings, and after checking the condition of the patient's shoulders and calf bandages, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

Under the huge impact, there was nothing wrong with his inner heart, and it was also thanks to his well-trained.

"Okay, let your companion help you get the medicine later, just remember to apply it every day when you get home." The little nurse said seriously.

"Thank you."

Listening to his low and light tone, the little nurse was about to give another warning on diet when she suddenly heard hurried and depressing footsteps coming from outside the door.

The man who was on the phone just said something to another younger voice, and then someone came in this direction.

The little nurse subconsciously glanced at the patient number.

She was surprised to see the patient's pupils gather slightly, and his breathing quickened, and he looked completely different from the one who was so indifferent just now, as if it wasn't him who was injured.

Nervous, anxious.

These two words popped up in the little nurse's mind, and her heart tightened unconsciously.

She looked at the door of the ward, guessing that the enemy had come.

But when the person was suddenly exposed in the field of vision, she was slightly taken aback.

He is also a handsome guy with a clear and noble appearance.

Anxiety and worry were clearly written on the handsome guy's face. When he walked in, he first glanced at the hospital bed, and his gaze didn't stay for a long time, then he turned to her and asked a very polite question.

After listening to the statement on their identities, the little nurse swept across the two of them indiscriminately.

It's a good match.

She was relieved, and gave a general account of the patient's situation, and also told him the precautions after returning home that she had planned to explain.

During the whole process, the patient remained silent, and only glanced at another companion when he appeared at the door of the ward.

After the little nurse raised her head and gave instructions, she clipped the ballpoint pen back to the edge of her pocket.

The person in front of him said thank you, and his tone was much more lively than that of a sick person.

The little nurse smiled and went out holding the medical records.

The moment she turned the corner, she heard the voice of the patient behind her who had not spoken for a long time softened, and seemed a little stiff due to the tightness of her throat, "He Jin..."

Zhang Yuan, who was standing by the door, saw that Fu Rongjie suddenly glanced at him again, and hurriedly said: "I called him as soon as I panicked... I can't hide it from the beginning, you can't go home these few days."

He felt that it was better to know sooner than later.

Fu Rongjie withdrew his gaze and pressed the corners of his lips tightly.

He knew that Zhang Yuan was thinking about him.

But He Jin just told him to ensure his own safety, and he was injured "knowingly".

He was so preoccupied with this matter that he hadn't cared much about the pain of the wound since the fall.

Fu Rongjie looked up at He Jin.

He was afraid of seeing disappointment and regret on He Jin's face.

But He Jin just glanced at him calmly, not even seeing the slightest worry and anxiety at the beginning.

He walked to the hospital bed with a normal expression and asked him, "Since the injury is not serious, should you go back? Now."

"En." Fu Rongjie licked his dry lips, raised his arms and tried to get up.

He Jin held him down, carefully avoiding the wound, "Can I walk by myself?"

Fu Rongjie took his hand on his shoulder, "Slow down, okay."

Only the injured leg will be a little limp.

Seeing him get off the bed, He Jin helped him up, and asked as easily as possible, "How about the competition?"

Fu Rongjie looked at him and shook his head, "It doesn't matter, this injury will heal in three to five days."

Fortunately, there is no muscle injury.

He Jin narrowed his eyes, "But you just heard the nurse say that you can only exercise moderately these days to avoid sweating. You know that, right?"

His tone became severe, "Compared with the game, of course the body is more important."

Fu Rongjie followed his words, "I won't force it, the most important thing is to participate."

Only then did He Jin loosen his brows, "Okay, let's go. You go back and have a good rest, and don't worry about the rest."

Zhang Yuan accompanied them back to their residence.

After He Jin put Fu Rongjie in the bedroom to rest, he chatted with Zhang Yuan on the road under the pretext of giving him away.

"I have notified several groups in the club, telling them not to run on the newly opened track for the time being, and I also asked people to check if there are other places that have been damaged." Zhang Yuan walked in the tree Under the shade, I became emotional again, "But it's just a coincidence, there's only one place! There's a very narrow sharp turn, and the leaves are dense in summer, so I couldn't see the road behind. It's really... tsk!"

"Is there surveillance around there?" He Jin looked at his expression and asked.

"No, there are a few places on the Panshan Highway that remind you of the speed limit, but not on the mountain road." Zhang Yuan frowned, "...Do you suspect that someone deliberately targeted it?"

"Do you think it's very likely that passers-by are cheap?" He Jin's eyes showed a slight smile, "Why don't we just assume that passers-by are cheap."

Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, "That's really unlikely. The road is very steep, and it's not easy to go up and down the mountain on foot. A few days ago, I was tired enough to help arrange the track."

Only mountain bikes are suitable for running this kind of road.

"Then this assumption will be disproved." He Jin rolled his eyes.

He actually didn't want this to be done on purpose, it was a horrible thing.

He would rather that the net that was tightly inserted and locked by the wooden stick was just blown to the middle of the mountain road by the wind, or that someone who ventured past accidentally moved the blocking net.

But very unrealistic.

There are not so many coincidences in reality.

He Jin moved his lips, and continued to ask under the deep shadow of the street trees: "You said it's a new track, how many people have run and know about this mountain track?"

Zhang Yuan recalled for a few seconds, and said: "Not many... The staff in the club who followed the ropes and blocked the net together were the staff, plus me and two fellow riders. But from Friday until now, only It is open to the few of us who are going to compete next week. Because the road is difficult, I am afraid that novices will run rashly and cause accidents.”

As he spoke, he became confused again, rubbed his chin and said, "That's the strange thing, we only ran twice this morning, and everything was fine."

"..." The uncontrollable conspiracy theory in He Jin's mind went one step further, "Then does anyone know which mountain road Fu Rongjie will go to in the afternoon?"

"There are only a few of us." Zhang Yuan lowered his head and thought, "But I haven't seen anyone who has a bad relationship with Xiaofu. It shouldn't be targeted. If I ran away on a whim at that time, I would be the one who suffered."

He Jin stopped abruptly, paused for a few seconds, and then turned to look at Zhang Yuan, "Can you show me your WeChat account? I want to see your club's group chat."

He just came up with an idea, which caused him to keep falling into the dark side.

He was wondering if someone in the competition felt that the others were threatening.

But when Zhang Yuan put the WeChat group chat in front of him, he read it carefully, and suddenly realized that he was thinking in the wrong direction.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yuan asked with concern seeing his pale face.

He Jin quickly glanced at the chat page that he accidentally clicked on, and returned the phone to him after returning to the home page, "...Why don't you think about it, are you really the only ones who have been to that mountain road?"

Zhang Yuan scratched his head and took two hesitant steps, "Indeed, there are still. Yesterday I brought a few new club members up the mountain. When I came back, I pointed out the road for them and walked a few steps there. But they They don't even know Xiao Fu...except Cheng Ci'an."

But Cheng Ci'an is Fu Rongjie's friend who has been with Fu Rongjie for several years, so he can also be ruled out.

So he never considered the possibility of these people from the beginning.

"? Cheng Ci'an became your member?" He Jin twisted his knuckles.

"Yes, he has always wanted to try it, and now that his job is stable, he will come." Zhang Yuan said.

He Jin frowned, "I see."

He looked at Zhang Yuan, "It's hard work for you to run. Go back and rest first, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"We'll discuss this another day."

On the way back, He Jin's heart was still beating wildly.

Frightened in his heart, he pretended to be calm and sent a message to Qu Yan.

He didn't want to appear flustered, words were more calm than words.

But Qu Yan did not reply for a long time.

Maybe busy with other things.

He Jin stayed past dinner time, and only saw Qu Yan's message when the night wind gradually subsided.

-Sorry, I was just playing board games with my friends.

- You asked Cheng Ci'an?I haven't had much contact with him these days, but I know that he usually goes to the library on Sunday mornings...ah no.

Qu Yan made a speech.

"The last time I saw that he signed up for a volunteer activity, it seemed to be this morning...Why are you asking this?"

He Jin made up a reason casually, and after thanking him, he looked up where there were volunteer activities in the imperial capital today, and then distinguished from them.

At first, he just wanted to try, holding the idea that "maybe he is suspicious, and he can't wrong people".

Among several community volunteer activities at the same time, he chose the one closest to Xishan—so close to the community at the foot of the mountain.

He Jin dialed the contact number he found on the Internet.

He heard the other side affirmed his question very kindly.

"Yes, I organized it. It was Cheng Ci'an. Didn't he go home? But we took turns to go there today. He should have been back at eleven o'clock in the morning."

"Okay, I see...thank you."

He Jin kneaded the bridge of his nose twice.

He knew that all these evidences that seemed to point to Cheng Ji'an were not enough to prove that Cheng Ji'an had done this.

No one ever saw it.

Unless Cheng Ci'an admits it himself.

Doubt alone proves nothing.

If he called the police based on suspicion, and the result of the investigation was not Cheng Ci'an, it would not be good for Cheng Ci'an, nor for Fu Rongjie who found out that he was secretly investigating his friend.

It will make people feel that he is too suspicious and dazed.

……

There was a sudden knock on the door, pulling He Jin out of his deep thoughts.

The door opened a small crack, and then, the crack became wider and wider, revealing Fu Rongjie's slightly disappointed description.

He Jin was dazed, and turned to look at him, "Still asleep?"

Fu Rongjie walked in, "Didn't you tell me to rest at home tomorrow?"

He Jin lowered his eyebrows, "Then you have to go to bed early."

"...I'm used to being with you." Fu Rongjie looked for a reason, but his eyes were extremely stubborn.

He Jin put her forearm on the back of the chair and looked at him, then refused, "I will crush you."

Different from Fu Rongjie who sleeps peacefully and obediently, he is not very honest in his sleep, he belongs to the kind who will break free even if he is hugged, and his limbs will be messed up.

Often at this time, Fu Rongjie would be awakened and stubbornly put the person in his arms again.

Fu Rongjie approached, and slowly clasped his hand on the back of the chair, "Are you unhappy?"

He Jin let him intertwine with her fingers, "This time it's not your problem, there's no need for me to be unhappy."

He was even glad that nothing happened to Fu Rongjie, this kind of joy was enough to overwhelm all his negative emotions.

He Jin took advantage of the situation and pulled the man down, kissed the corner of Fu Rongjie's lips, "I'm going to work tomorrow, you just need to take care of yourself at home."

Fu Rongjie chased after him and touched the tip of the nose with him, "Well, then go to bed early."

He lowered his eyelashes, then opened them again, with dark eyes hidden, "Don't tell others about my injury, and don't worry about the accident on the mountain road, someone will investigate."

"it is good."

He Jin promised well at that time.

But the next day, when he arrived at the company, he began to inquire about Qi Cheng Ci'an.

Few people knew that Cheng Ci'an had been fired.

Everyone was just wondering why Cheng Ci'an didn't come on Monday.

When He Jin walked around to the next department, he saw Cheng Ci'an's office, public and personal items were still neatly arranged, and it seemed that he hadn't had time to take them away.

Before he left, he asked the department manager next door.

The manager, surnamed Wang, answered his questions casually.

"Yes, Mr. Fu told me two days ago, and I also reminded Xiaocheng to remember to come back to pick up things today. He didn't come, but it's not easy to rush."

Manager Wang closed a document, looked up at him, and looked familiar to him, "Do you know the reason for the dismissal? Mr. Fu said it was his work attitude..."

He Jin raised her lips, "Isn't it?"

Manager Wang opened his mouth and closed it again.

It's just an intern, dismissal is nothing.But Cheng Ci'an and the boss are classmates.

Unfortunately, Cheng Ci'an just spread rumors in the company, which caused a lot of discussion.

The logic chain is complete.

Manager Wang rationally felt that he could stop talking.

Even if he wanted to ask if the rumors were true.

Manager Wang calmly raised a pair of wise eyes, trying to politely send off the possible lover of the boss.

But just as he was about to speak, a boy who came over to deliver the documents - he recognized that he was an employee who came in at the same time as He Jin - stopped in his tracks.

The boy was overjoyed when he saw He Jin, and took them out together after delivering the documents, his excited voice could be heard clearly even if the volume was lowered, "Is it true that the company is rumoring you and Mr. Fu? I remember when we The first dinner, when you came together, Mr. Fu said that he was a family member..."

Manager Wang slowly opened his mouth.

He Jin said in a low voice, "Why are you so excited about our relationship? What's the matter with you? Also, don't talk about it." He slowly closed his mouth.

He brought a cup of tea and digested it slowly.

Near noon, a layer of thick gray clouds covered the top, covering the originally clear sky, and everything became ignorant and dim.

He Jin lowered the brim of his hat, casually carrying a long black bag in his hand, which was quite heavy.

It is an Oxford cloth bag specially used to hold baseball bats.

He left the company, took a taxi according to the information on his mobile phone, and headed east.

Not far away, the driver turned a corner towards the south, stopped in front of the dense and towering trees, and watched the guests leave.

He Jin stopped by the side of the road and took a look at this quiet park in the surrounding environment.

At this point in time, there are only a handful of people entering the park, and there are not many people walking.

He walked straight into the avenue surrounded by birch trees, and walked in the direction of the artificial lake in the park.

After trying all morning, he just contacted Cheng Ci'an 10 minutes ago.

He has no evidence, so he might as well ask the suspect directly.

Even an extremely embarrassing denial can help him clear the way or provide clues.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ci'an readily agreed to meet and talk, as if he knew what he wanted to ask, and gave the time and place for the meeting.

Twelve noon.

Park, on board.

He Jin walked half a circle around the lake, but saw no one.

There are only a few cruise ships on the lake, and they row very far, far in the middle of the lake.

He Jin looked around and set his direction.

He quickly walked to a fixed wooden painting boat on the east bank and sent a message to wait.

After a few minutes, he stood up again.

He got out of the painting boat, stepped onto the pier where narrow and long planks were neatly arranged, paid the fee, and walked over to the small pleasure boat parked beside the cushioned tires, where the staff was untying the ropes.

When the wind blows, the water surges.

The sound of footsteps was hollowly mixed with the sound of rippling water.

The thin boy who had already put on the life jacket in the boat turned his head, glanced at the baseball bag in his hand, and smiled, "Here he is, why did he even bring a gift?"