Daming female forensic doctor

Chapter 9 Flexibility and Stretch
Jian Qing knelt down reluctantly. When her knees landed on the ground, she comforted herself in her heart. The deceased was dead. All the Ming Tombs were dug up. The dead are the most important, so just worship!As if acting, she tore the sleeves of her sheepskin coat, covered her black hands, and knocked her forehead against it, "What's your order, daddy?"

She had been taught by her father since she was a child that she must concentrate on doing things. She has always adhered to this family motto. She had not made any mistakes in her previous life for 30 years. Who would have thought that something went wrong just now when she was distracted.

"Father?" Zhao Di frowned. What kind of curse words are these?
"No, I mean Daddy, ah, no, I mean the prince!" When she got excited, it was really wrong, Jian Qing gradually became incoherent, she was not hurt but had a stress reaction, she wished she could swallow her tongue never mind.

What's going on here?
In the previous life, the patrons were all fathers, such as Ma Papa, Yun Papa, a lot of them, writing a web article, and the readers are also fathers, so I got used to it, and now I follow it as soon as I open my mouth.

"Do you want me to be your father?" King Yan leaned over, resting his elbows on the edge of the Kang, looking at Jian Qing's level, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

As soon as Jian Qing raised her eyes, she saw that his double eyelids were beautifully folded, with two parallel lines tilting toward the tail, giving him a vague peach blossom flavor.

"It's not impossible!" Jian Qing didn't think much about it. He was just trying to figure out how old King Yan was. He didn't know how old he was, so he condescended to be a godson. For Jian Qing, who also worshiped Alipay as his father in his previous life, there was no psychological burden. .

When dealing with people, one should not have too much self-esteem. Only those who can bend and stretch are heroes!
Zhao Di choked and said, "It's not impossible." How many years had he not seen such a shameless child?However, as a person who has no dignity in his eyes, and whose perception of him as a noble prince is not much different from that of a low-class madam, Zhao Di felt that he was so angry that the other party probably didn't know why.

There is never any fool under Zhao Di's sword.But Jian Qing didn't know that she had saved her life by relying on her strength.

"Oh, it's a pity that I can't give birth to a son as old as you!" Zhao Difang was eighteen years old and Jian Qing was about fourteen. Even if they were married in their mother's womb, they would indeed not be able to raise a son as old as Jian Qing. "Besides, I am right I’m not interested in taking in a godson.”

Zhao Di straightened up and lay back, slowly closing his eyes with slow and exaggerated movements. This made Jian Qing, who was secretly looking at him, feel angry. Is it necessary to paint such a thick and colorful picture that he doesn't like to see her?

"Get up!" Zhao Di was so angry that he raised his hand feebly, "I mean Zhang Du. Jian Wuzuo, please briefly and concisely tell us the progress of your investigation!"

Does it mean that Zhang Duqi will not let her get up?Jian Qing was also very angry. She had already defined Zhao Di as a non-mainstream psychopath. She knew her purpose of coming here the first time she saw Zhao Di. Zhao Di would definitely ask about the progress of the case. , but why do you have to tell him everything?
Jian Qing is a typical person. If you respect me a foot, I will respect you a foot. If you don't make me feel better, I will definitely make you feel uncomfortable.She smiled coquettishly, and her eyes were as curved as crescent moons. Anyone who saw this signature Jian Qing smile would be in an inexplicable mood, and gangsters would be able to relax their vigilance.

It's a pity that Zhao Di probably doesn't belong to human beings.He was still stern and cold-eyed, leaning on the peony backrest that didn't match his style. He slowly rubbed his forehead with his cold white fingertips, as if he was looking at a bulldog wagging its tail at him, " What, no progress?”

"Correct answer!" The three words had already crawled into her throat and were swallowed by Jian Qingsheng. It was not that she was ignorant of current affairs, but she had broken the rules of her life for nearly 30 years, and then used new materials to make a new structure. No one can achieve the rules in one fell swoop.

"The Untouchables still need to confirm a few things."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Di glanced at Zhang Du, not knowing what this glance meant. Anyway, Zhang Du understood.

"First, the deceased Wang Puchu went to the city at the end of Shenshi on the evening of the third day, and stayed at the hotel at [-]:[-] o'clock. He worked hard on the road. Where did he drink in the middle of an hour? Wang Pu's driver also admitted that before Wang Pu left him, I haven’t been drinking.”

"Where do you think you drank?"

"We have checked all the inns, restaurants and brothels in the city. It is impossible that no one has seen a living person like Wang Pu coming in and out. Since they have not seen it, it means that he is not drinking in these public places, but It's in a private house somewhere. Your lord, does Wang Pu have a private house in Lingqiu? There is also his personal relationship, and the untouchables don't have any information."

"Personal relationship? What do you want his personal relationship for? He was killed in Lingqiu, not in the south!"

What an idiot!
Jian Qing slandered, but had to be patient and said, "Your Majesty, if you don't check his personal relationship, how can you define this murder? Is it a murder of love? A vendetta? Or is it hindering someone's interests, robbing wealth? Robbing him? Useful information on the person? How to identify the suspect?"

"Who is the suspect?"

"Until the Ministry of Punishment has officially convicted the murderer, this person can only be called a suspect and not a criminal. This is a reverence for justice and the maintenance of social order."

Surprisingly, Zhao Di did not refute. Jian Qing felt that in such a family-heavy society, his argument, which could be called common sense, was probably to please the prince who had vested social interests, not that this person had any What a high level of ideological awareness.

Zhao Di glanced at Zhang Du again. Zhang Du turned around to face Zhao Di, bowed and saluted again, "Yes!" After he said that, he went down.

"What else?" Zhao Di was a little impatient, looking like he had a lot of things to do.

Jian Qing swallowed his anger and returned to normal while greeting the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, who were killed by the feudal society, "On the evening of the third and fourth day of the lunar new year, who came to this room?"

"why?"

"Ah?" Jian Qing is not as observant as Zhang Du. He can think of things that the leader didn't expect, and he can understand things that the leader didn't say. Tiantian and Zhao Di have the ability to fight for power, so naturally they can't understand Zhao Di's three concise words. What does the word point to?
Zhao Di felt like he was being driven crazy. He closed his eyes and asked, "Why do you want to check this room? What are you suspecting?"

I'm looking for who is going to kill me?However, Jian Qing would not say these words. Isn't this false public affairs for personal gain?She believes that no matter how good-tempered King Yan is, he will never allow anyone to fool him. This is the dignity and taboo of a superior.

"The person who killed Wang Pu was a woman."

King Yan's eyelids suddenly raised and he looked at Jian Qing.If it were Zhang Du, he would definitely continue talking in detail at this time, but Jian Qing turned into a dead clam again, the kind whose shell couldn't be pried open, and even had a bit of an appetizing sense of superiority.

"Say!"

His tone was calm, but Shen Cang, who was guarding the door, softened his legs and leaned his back against the wall. He broke into a cold sweat because of the young man inside who was as frail as himself.

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