si-mexico Chapter 80 Jiang Lin's Fear
Chapter 80 Jiang Lin's Fear
After Wang Yaojun and the others left, Ji Xingyi stood quietly in the deserted stairwell. When the last ash from her cigarette fell from her fingertips and burned her skin, she came to her senses, threw away the cigarette butt, and then took out her phone to call Chen Jiangqiao.
Ji Xingyi: "On the day of the explosion at Yuejiang Times, a necklace worth 70 million was stolen from Zhuoyue Group. You can follow this lead to investigate further."
“Xingyi,” Chen Jiangqiao’s voice on the receiver was somewhat hesitant, “I actually found some clues yesterday that were unrelated to the explosion, but they were about Jiang Lin.”
Ji Xingyi remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Go ahead and speak."
"Do you... really understand Jiang Lin?" Chen Jiangqiao's tone became strangely hesitant.
Ji Xingyi suppressed the agitation in his heart and said in a low voice, "Go ahead."
Listening to the voice on the phone, Chen Jiangqiao saw the man's restrained expression and sighed, "The police files on the bombing case don't have any way to contact Jiang Lin. I haven't found any clues about the six-pointed star pattern either, so I've changed my approach and started with that coded text."
Jiang Lin's ability to use cryptography suggests he must have studied it or interacted with professionals in the field. Chen Jiangqiao investigated Jiang Lin's background and discovered something quite interesting.
"Xingyi, do you know that Jiang Lin has excellent grades?"
Ji Xingyi wondered why Chen Jiangqiao asked this question. If he had investigated Jiang Lin's school, he would have known that the two of them had always been in the same school and class. How could he not know Jiang Lin's grades?
Chen Jiangqiao: "Throughout his three years of high school, he never fell out of the top 50 in his grade, nor did he ever exceed the top 45. He always remained within this range."
Ji Xingyi: "Jiang Lin's grades have always been very stable, I don't think there's any problem with that."
Chen Jiangqiao scoffed: "Even if you miss one exam?"
Ji Xingyi was stunned. Jiang Lin had missed the last mock exam before the college entrance examination because of a cold and fever, but she still ranked in the top fifty. At the time, Ji Xingyi was only focused on taking care of Jiang Lin and didn't pay attention to this matter at all, just thinking that she had performed well occasionally.
“This has happened three times in total. It’s not a coincidence that it happens once, twice, but not three times.” Chen Jiangqiao sighed. “He’s controlling the score.”
"Do you know what this means? His college entrance exam score is equivalent to missing one subject. Let's say he gets an extra 80 points, which is enough to get into the top universities in China, such as Tsinghua and Peking University, or even the most prestigious majors." As Chen Jiangqiao spoke, he felt that Jiang Lin's statement was too outrageous.
Even at the University of Commerce, Jiang Lin's grades were high enough to get into a popular major like Ji Xingyi, but he chose tourism management, a major with such low admission scores. It's unbelievable!
"I fucking don't understand what he's doing? Can you even comprehend it?"
Ji Xingyi paused. He remembered Jiang Lin saying he wanted an easier major, specifically tourism. As for why he didn't object, now, reflecting on it, Ji Xingyi realized he'd been quite wicked. Indulging Jiang Lin's wrong choice was tantamount to hoping Jiang Lin would achieve nothing and that Jiang Lin would forever rely on him.
Ji Xingyi was sorting through the jumbled thoughts in her mind and was about to hang up the phone when she heard Chen Jiangqiao's echo again.
This time, Chen Jiangqiao's tone suddenly became heavy.
"There's one more thing. Xingyi, have you ever considered that Jiang Lin's death might be related to Shen Wangshu's?"
Ji Xingyi was surprised that Chen Jiangqiao would mention Shen Wangshu, and habitually defended Jiang Lin: "He committed suicide because of depression."
Chen Jiangqiao took a deep breath: "According to the information I found, Shen Wangshu had a criminal record for child molestation before he became a teacher."
Ji Xingyi froze on the spot. Chen Jiangqiao's words seemed to drain his brain in an instant, leaving his mind completely blank: "What are you talking about?"
"Calm down first." Even through the phone, Chen Jiangqiao could still feel that Ji Xingyi's nerves were stretched to the limit.
“He’s not that kind of person.” A bad feeling welled up in Ji Xingyi’s heart.
“He is,” Chen Jiangqiao interrupted coldly. “During his university years, he was administratively detained for fifteen days for child molestation. I don’t know why he was still allowed to teach, and I haven’t found any evidence of any crimes he committed during his teaching career. But do you remember that in the dungeon, Jiang Lin’s dare question was about answering about his terrifying experiences?”
“Jiang Lin…” Chen Jiangqiao paused for a moment, then told the man in the most straightforward way: “Although Jiang Lin didn’t say it explicitly, he mentioned Shen Wangshu in his answer.”
"I think this is his subconscious reaction, his inner fear!"
"He may have been sexually assaulted by Shen Wangshu, perhaps even..."
Before the call was finished, a loud bang came from the receiver, followed by a dial tone.
Chen Jiangqiao looked down at the three words "Hanged up" displayed on his phone screen and fell silent.
After discovering this clue, Chen Jiangqiao also considered not revealing it.
But everyone has some selfish motives.
Inside the tea room, Liu Yangyang tried hard to extract information about Ji Xingyi from Jiang Lin, but Jiang Lin only gave half-hearted replies, his eyes occasionally drifting towards the door.
Why did it take so long? Just as Jiang Lin was about to go out and check, she saw the man return with a blank expression.
Aside from the slight smell of smoke on him, his expression seemed unchanged, but Jiang Lin still vaguely sensed something was amiss.
The ensuing dinner made Jiang Lin frown even more. Jiang Lin had originally intended to find out about the people's backgrounds during the meal, but she didn't expect that the man next to her would start drinking and exchanging toasts with Liu Yangyang.
How could my childhood sweetheart, with his spoiled and arrogant temperament, tolerate physical contact from a stranger?
Jiang Lin's gaze gradually shifted from surprise to coldness, and then transformed into a dense black vortex.
"That's impressive!" Jiang Lin felt a surge of anger rising within him.
The two seemed to be engaged in an invisible contest.
Clearly, Jiang Lin did not want to surrender either.
"Want a drink?" Yi Jing's voice suddenly came, and the blond youth turned the glass of white wine in front of Jiang Lin.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Lin concealed all her emotions, put on a gentle smile, took the wine glass, and deliberately glanced at Ji Xingyi beside her.
In the past, without Jiang Lin needing to refuse, Ji Xingyi would forcefully take the wine away from Jiang Lin at this time. But this time, the man only glanced at the white wine in the glass and did not reach out to stop him.
Ji Xingyi's unusually different attitude caused Jiang Lin's calm mind to fluctuate once again. Jiang Lin sneered inwardly, but in a flash, he came up with another plan. He directly drank the wine in his glass in front of Xingyi.
Yi Jing chose a dry white wine with a low alcohol content, and Jiang Lin's alcohol tolerance is actually quite good. It's just that he gets flushed easily after drinking.
Because his skin is very fair, it looks like he's wearing a pink filter, with a pinkish glow from head to toe. Since Xingyi discovered his alcohol allergy symptoms, Jiang Lin has been deprived of the right to drink alcohol, and remains so to this day.
Jiang Lin glanced at the man who had already started clenching his fist, smiled, reached out and picked up the wine bottle, slowly pouring the wine into his glass.
One-fifth, one-third, one-half, two-thirds...
"Enough!" Ji Xingyi grabbed the young man's hand with a gloomy expression, stopping him before the glass was filled.