Chapter 1770 Jiang Chunian Reappears!

Xi Jiu's consolation made Ruan Qi feel a lot more at ease, and the emotions of being disturbed one after another gradually calmed down.

After breakfast, Ruan Qi took Shen Wenqian and his party out of the hotel and went to the commercial shooting site.

The advertisement shot this morning is the endorsement of top mineral water. The shooting took a whole morning, and after the shooting was over, the group went to Anne Dillane's photography studio by car.

Because of the tight schedule, Ruan Qi didn't eat lunch at all, but bought a hamburger and ate it in the car.

"Any news from the police?" she asked while eating.

Mo Lan unscrewed a bottle of yogurt and handed it to her, saying: "The monitoring near the house of the homeless man who sent flowers has been checked, and the man wearing gloves was found. But he is too well disguised to see his appearance. Master Xi People are searching around the vagrant's house for clues about that person."

Ruan Qi: "What about the bouquet of roses? Have you checked the fingerprints on it?"

"I checked, only the fingerprints of the vagrant and several hotel front desks. The police also tested the DNA of the human blood in the bouquet, but found no corresponding objects in the DNA library. Now the police are investigating the source of the roses and the wrapping paper , maybe we can find a clue.”

Mo Lan said so, but Ruan Qi felt that the probability of finding a clue was very small.

The gloved man obviously came prepared.

He erased all traces that could prove his identity. Los Angeles is so big, trying to find someone with a bouquet of roses is really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Ruan Qi didn't have much hope, so she changed the subject and asked about the progress of the investigation of the simulated severed finger.

Mo Lan's answer is similar to the one above——

Didn't find any clues, still investigating. After all, the imperial capital is more densely populated than Los Angeles, and it would be as difficult as heaven to find someone in a short period of time.

Both sides have reached an impasse.

Ruan Qi had long been prepared for this situation, and she couldn't say she was in a good mood, nor could she say it was a bad mood.

She ate the hamburger, drank another bottle of yogurt, and then leaned against the car window and closed her eyes to rest.

More than half an hour later, Anne Dillane's studio arrived.

Ruan Qi rubbed her sleepy eyes, wrapped her coat tightly and got out of the car. Suddenly, a figure seemed familiar from the corner of the eye.

Ruan Qi paused, and suddenly raised her head to look across the road.

In front of the bus stop sign across the road, a man in a black suit was staring at her intently.

The man was wearing a peaked cap and a mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but Ruan Qi could recognize his abyss-black eyes turned into ashes.

Jiang Chunian!

Ruan Qi's brain suddenly buzzed.

The whole world quickly disappeared at this moment, leaving only those eyes that terrified her into her soul.

She stared at it tightly, her blood coagulated all over her body.

"Xiaoqi? What's wrong with you, Xiaoqi?" Shen Wenqian's voice seemed to come from far away.

Ruan Qi's lips trembled a few times, before he could speak, the man under the bus stop suddenly rolled his eyes.

He seemed to have said something, but Ruan Qi couldn't see the shape of his mouth because he was wearing a mask.

At this moment, the man suddenly raised his hand, pointing his fingers in thick leather gloves to his heart.

Ruan Qi's eyes followed his movements.

In the chest pocket of Jiang Chunian's black suit, there was a scarlet rose!

The bouquet of human blood roses in the hotel was indeed given by him!

Ruan Qi's face turned cold instantly.

She clenched her fist tightly, raised her other hand and pointed at Jiang Chunian: "Uncle He Ma, Sister Lan, catch that person for me!"