HBWnovel Chapter 407
Chapter 407
Jian Jing had already decided on the contents of her will.
She had no relatives or spouse, so it was very simple:
1. After her death, all copyrights to her works would go to Kang Mu Cheng.
2. Her book collection, manuscripts, and dog would be entrusted to Jiang BaiYan.
3. Her assets, including houses, stocks, and funds, would be managed by Kang Mu Cheng, with the proceeds used to establish a mystery novel competition.
4. Her glasses, watch, and lighter would be left to Ji Feng, provided he was still alive. If not, they would be placed in her urn for burial.
5. Her computer was not to be opened, and all hard drives and memory cards were to be burned.
6. Jewelry and watches would be given to female friends, and other personal items could be taken by friends who wanted them.
7. She wished to be buried next to her parents, and when Knight (her dog) died, it could also have a nearby burial plot.
Everything was so simple.
Jian Jing felt as if she had become more relaxed.
Looking at the system panel, there was a big red warning:
[Punishment task countdown: 54:35:09]
The system had given her three days.
How considerate.
In reality, she didn't have that much to do.
Jian Jing thought for a moment, then went to the hospital for a look. The patient hadn't woken up yet, and many colleagues had come, each stuffing red envelopes into Ji Yunyun's hands.
She didn't go up, instead turning to go shopping at the mall.
The scariest thing in the world is when a person is gone, but their money hasn't been spent.
Hurry up and spend a little.
Buy a few new season clothes and bags, even if they won't be used, the act of shopping itself is joyful. Then go to the nail salon for a New Year's manicure, get a hair treatment, and finish with a spa day at the beauty salon.
The next day, take Knight to the park to play frisbee, and when tired, go to the pet groomer for a bath and trim.
After that, it was just in time to go to Kang's house for dinner.
Kang Mu Cheng had no idea what she had been doing during this time, and talked about the new book: "There's been an inquiry about a manga adaptation. Would you like it to become an anime?"
Usually, Jian Jing would get a headache when he talked about work, but at this moment, these troubles seemed endearing: "I thought it would be for film or TV?"
"Manga adaptations are popular now too," Kang Mu Cheng said. "Want to sell?"
She said, "I've only written one book."
Kang Mu Cheng smiled: "It's cheaper to act quickly. If we wait, I'm afraid they won't be able to afford it later."
Jian Jing thought for a moment, but still said, "I haven't thought about it, let's talk about it later." Fearing he would see through her, she deliberately added, "Can't we discuss it after the New Year?"
With only a few days left until the New Year, anything could be postponed until after.
Kang Mu Cheng immediately accepted her reason and changed the subject: "How do you plan to spend this year?"
"Eating hotpot and sleeping at home," she said without originality.
Kang Mu Cheng: "Yingjie invited us to Africa, want to go?"
Jian Jing blinked: "To see lions?"
"I don't think you'd want to go hunting," he said. "The Nile, pyramids, diamonds."
She said: "I don't want to go." Racking her brain for an excuse, "It's too dirty..."
Kang Mu Cheng said: "I thought you might want to cruise on the Nile."
"And then someone really dies," Jian Jing joked. "Forget it, you guys have a peaceful New Year. Wait until I graduate and then you can take me traveling."
This July, she should be graduating with her master's degree.
Kang Mu Cheng asked: "Where do you want to go?"
"I haven't thought about it, we can ask Brother Yingjie when the time comes," she said. "How has he been lately?"
Kang Mu Cheng calmly replied: "He's doing well, has a new girlfriend."
Jian Jing made an "oh" sound: "That's good."
Yang Xiao had been dead for a long time, and Yao Yao was in prison reflecting on her mistakes. No matter how much pain and tears, time would slowly heal and comfort. It took Si Yingjie three years to walk out of his grief, which wasn't too long or too short. It was time to start a new life.
If she couldn't come back... Jian Jing's thought arose and was quickly suppressed.
On the third day, she took Knight to Jiang BaiYan's studio.
They hadn't started their holiday yet and were busy with Spring Festival Gala promotions.
Liang Yi: [@Jian Jing, how is Ji Feng doing? Is he bedridden?]
Jian Jing: [ICU]
Ya Nan: [Is it serious?]
Jian Jing: [Yes]
Liang Yi: [Shall we go visit her tomorrow? Are you coming?]
Jian Jing: [I've already been, I won't go again]
...
Skipping the writers' group.
Skipping the classmates' group.
Lao Gao: [Teacher Jian, let me update you on Yu Can's situation. His real name is Yu Yao, he's the second child in the family. He had an older sister named Yu Can whom he killed, and a younger sister who married and moved away but is still in contact. We collected his hair samples and confirmed that the unidentified charred body from November 2nd is related to him, but not the one from November 8th. Once he regains consciousness, we should be able to clarify the identity of the last victim.]
Jian Jing: [He's not dead?]
Lao Gao: [The wicked live long, he still wants to live]
Jian Jing: [What about Cai Xin?]
Lao Gao: [She was resuscitated, it was a close call. The doctor said the anesthetic levels in her body were dangerously high, a little longer and she wouldn't have made it. Thanks to you]
Jian Jing: [Glad she's okay]
It wasn't until after eleven at night that she turned off her phone and lay down on the bed, still fully clothed.
[System: Punishment task officially begins]
[System: All cards are forbidden during the task period]
[Task Name: Punishment • Mystery of Death]
[Description: You were killed, find the murderer]
[Time Limit: 3 days]
Jian Jing's consciousness sank to the bottom of the sea.
It was an extremely peculiar sensation, floating on the sea, feeling both the buoyancy of the water and gravity's pull on the body.
Sinking deeper and deeper, for an unknown time, the seawater formed a vortex with a hollow center.
She fell through, then suddenly sprang up from the bed.
"Scattered moonlight pierces through the clouds, hiding from the crowd, spreading like scales on the sea, waves dampen the white dress, trying to push you back..." Her phone was playing music.
Jian Jing blinked slowly, her gaze falling on the phone beside her pillow. It was the alarm, showing 7:00 AM. Morning light seeped through the gaps in the curtains, casting a faint golden glow on the floor.
She looked around.
A room of about twenty square meters, a wardrobe, a desk, a chair.
On the desk were a notebook and some textbooks, a coat and bag hung on the chair, the back of the bedroom door was covered with various items, and behind it was a simple shoe rack stuffed with several pairs of shoes.
Opening the wardrobe, there was a mirror inside.
Reflected in it was a 23-year-old girl with long black hair, fair skin, slight dark circles under her eyes, a thin frame, arms and legs completely lacking muscle definition.
Jian Jing's emotions were very complex.
She was familiar with the self she saw before her, because this was her "true self."
She had returned to her own world.
In fact, the moment she saw the punishment task, she had a premonition, but didn't expect it to be exactly like this.
She was back.
Glancing at the date on her phone, May 5th. That confirmed it, she died on May 8th, perfectly aligning with the task's time limit.
The task required finding the killer.
This wouldn't be easy.
Jian Jing died at their hands, and she didn't even know who they were.
Three days left, take it slow. She thought calmly, rather than investigating, she needed to go to school for work first.
In this world, she was a proud member of the teaching profession. Originally, according to her parents' plan, she should be teaching while going on blind dates, getting engaged this year, married next year, and having a baby the year after.
Just like Zuo Xin.
But Jian Jing, who hadn't rebelled since her failed childhood attempt to run away from home, finally exploded after being forced into numerous blind dates.
She moved out of her family home, rented a place near the school, with the attitude of "push me further and I won't come home," finally getting some breathing room.
However, her former self was still too sweet.