This was Zhu Jia's first time to kill someone with a gun. Although she seemed relatively calm at the time, she was obviously a little distracted after the incident. After being helped into the car by Wang Chao, she remained silent and rubbed her sprained foot with her hand. She seemed a little dazed and absent-minded. This was Zhu Jia's first time to kill someone with a gun. Although she seemed relatively calm at the time, she was obviously a little distracted after the incident. After being helped into the car by Wang Chao, she remained silent and rubbed her sprained foot with her hand. She seemed a little dazed and absent-minded.
Cao Yi did not dare to neglect Zhu Jia and sent her all the way to the city in a police car. Zhu Jia's home is in a very quiet community in the south of the city. After being sent to the door, Zhu Jia's legs were inconvenient, so Wang Chao helped her get into the elevator alone.
The house was on the 15th floor. After opening the door, it was not as big as Wang Chao had imagined. It also had two bedrooms and a living room, but it was decorated very elegantly. There were calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and verdant asparagus fern was placed in the corner. Wind chimes were spinning at the window and making crisp sounds. It was full of bookish atmosphere. There were no dolls and bears at home like some girls.
"Ah, please sit down!"
Zhu Jia sat on the sofa and closed her eyes for a while. Then she felt that she was being rude and quickly motioned Wang Chao to sit down.
"Is your foot okay?" Wang Chao looked around and retracted his gaze.
"It doesn't hurt anymore. I think I'll be fine after a night's rest." Zhu Jia shook her feet and tried to stand up. It was indeed much better than before. It seemed that the problem was not very serious, so she made a cup of tea and handed it to Wang Chao, "Thank you for troubling you today. I'll treat you to dinner another day and thank you very much." Wang Chao took the tea and took a sip. He recalled the fight with Wing Chun White Crane Boxing master Lin Lijun just now: "The situation was one-sided. I couldn't support his offensive. This man's boxing skills are really good. Zhao Xinglong said that there are many masters along the coast. Obviously, it's not a lie. I'm really a frog in the well now. But this is the third time I've heard of the Chen Group. Where did it come from?" The first time I heard about the Chen Group was the group of kidnappers who kidnapped Cao Jingjing. The second time I heard about this group was from Zhao Xinglong's mouth about the 2 billion yuan gambling. The third time was this drug trafficking gang, which is the Chen Group again, with its headquarters in Singapore. "No wonder the last group of kidnappers kidnapped Cao Jingjing and recruited Cao Yi to join the gang. It might be to open up the drug trafficking route."
Connecting the events before and after, Wang Chao, as an outsider, seemed to have discovered some fragmentary clues.
Wang Chao had a hunch that he would definitely have something with the Chen Group in the future.
This hunch was not sudden. After listening to Zhao Xinglong's narration, he knew that the best fighter in the coastal and Southeast Asian route was Chen Aiyang. As a boxer, Wang Chao wanted to see what this fighter was like. But now he was not qualified, and this was clear.
"Hello! Is this Shanshan? Can you stay at my place today? I'm bored and want to talk to someone!" Just when Wang Chao was thinking about something and preparing to leave, Zhu Jia was on the phone: "What, you have something to do and need to work overtime? Well, forget it." After hanging up the phone, Zhu Jia dialed another number: "Hello! Honghong, I'm bored at home today, how about you come to accompany me... What, you are with your boyfriend? Forget it..." Zhu Jia made several calls in a row, but didn't get an appointment with anyone, and seemed a little depressed. "It's the first time I shot someone with a gun. If you are not afraid at night, then there is a problem." Wang Chao is somewhat sure of Zhu Jia's current mood. "Your shooting skills are very good? I heard that even if there is no one who has practiced shooting, the bullet will miss even if someone stands in front of him. Is that true?" Wang Chao's question made Zhu Jia's face change again. Thinking of his own shooting, he trembled slightly again. He forced a smile and nodded: "It's most likely that the bullet will miss 60 to 70 percent of the time, and it may hurt yourself. I used to practice shooting." Many martial arts predecessors died under the gun, so Wang Chao naturally became interested in firearms and hot weapons. But in reality, he did not have the conditions to practice shooting and understand some of the principles of firearms. Although he wanted to ask more, Wang Chao grasped Zhu Jia's psychology and was unwilling to talk more about this issue, so he stopped. "Do you live alone in this house?" "Yes, I live alone. My home is in the provincial capital. This is just a temporary house for me." Zhu Jia nodded. "The environment here is very good and very quiet." Wang Chao said casually and stood up to say goodbye: "You have a good rest, I'm going home too." "Wait, sit for a while before leaving." Zhu Jia seemed to be very afraid of being alone at home. When she heard Wang Chao say that it was very quiet here, her face unconsciously became uglier. "I'll go take a shower first, you sit for a while, I'll ask you something later, you are very newsworthy, and I'm also interested in doing a martial arts interview." Just now, facing the gunfight interview at the scene, Zhu Jia was not afraid with courage, but now that the incident has passed, she is very scared when she thinks about it. In order to dilute the terror in her heart with words, Zhu Jia hurriedly kept Wang Chao, and her words seemed a little incoherent. "Okay." In an instant, Wang Chao seemed to grasp the momentum of the enemy's use of strength, and was ready to grasp Zhu Jia's psychology. "People say that women's hearts are like needles in the sea, how come I seem to know what she thinks?" Shaking his head, he drove away these messy thoughts. Zhu Jia has already stood up and entered the room. Soon, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom at the other end of the room.
Wang Chao had no wild thoughts in his mind, but was immersed in Lin Lijun's Wing Chun White Crane Fist.
Unconsciously, he stood up, moved his hands and feet, and slowly gestured the situation just now. The fight with Lin Lijun benefited him a lot.
"What are you gesturing? Why do you practice so hard?"
Suddenly, a voice woke Wang Chao up from his gesturing and thinking. He looked up and saw that it was Zhu Jia who had come out at some point. She changed into loose clothes and wrapped her long hair with a towel. She looked more charming and less cold than when she was wearing a professional suit.
"Keep your fists in your hands and your songs on your lips!" Wang Chao glanced at Zhu Jia and lowered his eyelids. "If you don't practice for one day, your hands and feet will be slow. If you don't practice for two days, you will lose half of your skills. If you don't practice for three days, you will be a layman. If you don't practice for four days, you will stare at me."
"Puchi!" Zhu Jia sat down, amused by Wang Chao's words, "Okay, let's talk. You are so good at martial arts, can you cross the river with a reed and fly in the sky?"
"That's a myth." Wang Chao was amused and then explained the basic principles to Zhu Jia.
Zhu Jia seemed to just want to find someone to talk to. The two talked for a while. Wang Chao's conversation was appropriate and they became more and more speculative. As they talked more and more, Zhu Jia even asked very bluntly: "Why don't you have any sweat smell on your body? I saw you moving very vigorously just now."
Wang Chao smiled and crossed the conversation with words. Then Wang Chao also asked questions casually, including Zhu Jia's family background, work, and even age.
At the end of the conversation, Zhu Jia's eyelids began to fight and he fell asleep on the sofa. Obviously, the thrill and fatigue made her unable to bear it.
Wang Chao saw this and left. When they reached the street, it was already dawn and the sound of roosters crowing could be heard in the distance.
When it was bright, Zhu Jia suddenly woke up. She was startled at first, then instinctively checked her body and found nothing abnormal. Then she recalled what happened last night.
"I actually let a man spend the whole night at home?" Zhu Jia felt a little surprised.