Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 146 Feng Beiting Becomes a Shit Stirring Stick
The last feeling was to leave aside Feng Beiting's 'shit-stirring stick'. She was amused by the headline of this news.

This writer seems a bit skinny.

Inexplicably, it gave her a feeling of Su Fu.

This conjecture is also more reasonable.

From causing car accidents, faking accidents, and guiding public opinion, they all provide one-stop service, much like what a pervert would do.

Murderers like to kill people, and perverts like to torture people more.

And the snake-spirited young master she knew was a pervert among perverts, so his means were naturally higher.

From now on, Ling Feng's extravagant life will be completely a thing of the past, and for a person like him, he will have no interest in living.

Sitting by the side, Jiang Mo watched Jiang Yimian's complexion change for a while, and her big eyes of the same style were full of doubts, "Xiao Mian, you are not in line with the behavior that a melon-eating crowd should have."

"...This melon is overripe and rotten. It's not my food." Worried about being questioned by Jiang Mo again, Jiang Yimian went upstairs to her room after not staying for a while.

She wanted to go out to find Feng Beiting, but after looking at the sky outside, she thought about it and called.

She felt that it was necessary for her to talk to him about this issue.

Otherwise, she is worried that similar things will happen again in the future.

She doesn't mind the perverted things he did to her. First, those things have passed, and she doesn't like to turn over old scores; second, most of those things are only related to the two of them, and no one else is involved. Come in.

But this time is different.

Some things cannot be compromised.

They still have a long way to go. If this problem is not resolved, her family will not be the only obstacle in front of them.

Because the deadliest trap in the world is the trap you set for yourself.

Beep, beep, beep...

Feng Beiting didn't answer the phone, he didn't know what he was busy with.

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Later in the day, Jiang Yimian received a call from Jiang Zhuo, asking her to go to the bureau to do live evidence collection for Shan Weizi.

Liang Qiu felt sick to his stomach in the afternoon, so he asked for leave and went home, but Jiang Zhuo didn't look for him.

Jiang Yimian changed her clothes and hurried over, and saw the legendary Gossip Queen.

Shan Weizi looked more mature than her.

The foreign-style wool curly perm, under the light glows with a dark orange luster.

The face is small, a typical oval face, with single eyelids, which is different from those European-style big eyes nowadays, and is very recognizable.

Her mouth is also small, with two small canine teeth. She looks good when she smiles. When she is not smiling, she looks rebellious and rebellious.

Miss Jiang glanced over in a hurry, preliminarily judging that the girl should not have plastic surgery.

She put the sunglasses and mask on the table, and put her fingers with orange nails on the table. She smiled politely. On the surface, it seemed that she met all the performances that a legal citizen should have.

After the police left the interrogation room, Shan Weizi looked at Jiang Yimian with curiosity in her eyes, "You became a forensic doctor at such a young age, you are amazing!"

Her voice is very soft, but it can still be heard a little hoarse.

Miss Jiang raised her eyebrows, wondering why her voice became like this?
She had listened to her songs by chance before, not to mention whether her singing skills were good or bad, but her voice was quite poignant.

It's not the kind of sweet and greasy, but calm and personal.

The most intuitive expression is that Jiang Yimian felt that she didn't need to read the subtitles when she was speaking on the show. Her voice could be heard word by word, and the speed of speech was moderate, which sounded very comfortable.

"So many people like you at such a young age, it's even more powerful!" Miss Jiang, who has never been afraid of anyone, is naturally the best at blowing rainbow farts.

Shan Weizi was amused by her praise.

Jiang Yimian felt that her smile now was much more real than when she first came in.

Cooperating with her in collecting fingerprints, Shan Weizi suddenly asked her worriedly, "Will I have a criminal record? Will it be exposed as black material?"

"Hmm... Those who are clear will clear themselves..." Jiang Yimian thought, this girl found the wrong person and said the wrong words.

She's a forensic doctor and doesn't care about those things.

Looking at a dark mark on the back of Shan Weizi's hand, she asked, "How did this come about?"

Hearing this, she subconsciously covered it with her other hand, but then she thought of something and smiled indifferently, and moved her hand away, "Induce vomiting."

"Oh." Just as she thought.

Since she came in, Shan Weizi has already drank a whole glass of water, and her hands are always touching her throat unconsciously. She should have a slight pharyngitis, which is most likely caused by vomiting.

If this continues, the condition of her throat will get worse and worse.

Jiang Yimian wanted to remind her a few words, but seeing the unruly look in the girl's eyes occasionally, she swallowed the words that came to her lips a few times.

Forget it, she'd better stop meddling with the affairs of the living.

Every circle has its own rules of survival, if possible, Jiang Yimian feels that Shan Weizi would not choose to ruin her body.

Female stars like her and Lu Wei who are wandering in the second and third tiers are mostly tired and panicked. A tired and scared person can't afford her ideals, she has to support her family.

This is her choice.

"It's fine, Miss Shan." Jiang Yimian put the tools back into the box one by one, "Thank you for your cooperation."

"Should be."

Carrying the suitcase and walking out, Jiang Yimian just put her hand on the doorknob when she heard a suppressed coughing sound from behind.

She paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally said to her, "Miss Shan, this may be a bit presumptuous, but I still want to tell you that if you continue to induce vomiting, the damage to your throat will be more serious, and it is very likely that there will be no way in the future." Keep singing."

After thinking about it, she added, "You are thinner than on TV, and you are also very beautiful."

After saying that, Jiang Yimian smiled, opened the door and walked out.

She just kindly reminded her that it was up to her whether to listen or not.

Shan Weizi looked at the gradually closing door, her expression slightly startled...

*
The fingerprint comparison results showed that the fingerprints on Lu Wei's body were not those of Shan Weizi, but because she could not provide an alibi, the suspicion was not lifted.

after all--

She had a motive to kill.

"Miss Shan, I hope you can stay in City A during this period, and you may be needed to assist in the investigation at any time."

"Ok."

Shan Weizi's manager came to pick her up. She put on sunglasses and a mask and went out. Jiang Zhuo leaned against the door and looked at her, and suddenly said, "Miss Shan, one last question."

"You ask." She looked at him with a smile and was extremely patient.

"Shan Weizi is your stage name. I heard that your real name is 'Liu Guixiang', right? Lu Wei once mentioned this in public, and you even had a big fight with her backstage?"

A crack appeared on Shan Weizi's perfect expression.

The lips behind the mask were pursed into a straight line, and the eyes behind the sunglasses were full of anger, "So what?"

When he spoke again, his tone was unavoidably aggressive, and he tore off some of his pretense.

Jiang Zhuo spread his hands, "Gossip."

"...Captain Jiang, please pay attention to your identity!"

"For complaints and suggestions, go to the left-hand room at the end of the third floor."

Grinding her teeth secretly, Shan Weizi turned and left with a sullen face, muttering in a low voice, "SB man!"

Jiang Zhuo didn't hear it, and looked at her back and curled his lower lip in disdain.

*
At around two o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yimian was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

She squinted her eyes because of the bright light on the phone screen, but her consciousness was already a step ahead.

There was a call coming in at this time, there must be a new victim.

Jiang Zhuo didn't come back from the police station all night. She wanted to drive there by herself, but she didn't expect to alarm Jiang Lan.

He was wearing a coat, obviously going out.

"Third brother?"

"A Zhuo also called me, and I'll take you there." He helped her push down the hat, turned and walked outside.

Jiang Yimian quickly followed.

The place where the crime happened was still in the suburbs. The family drove back from out of town and found the dead man kneeling in the middle of the road. They immediately called the police.

On the way to the scene of the crime, Jiang Lan suddenly said to Jiang Yimian, "Xiao Mian, have you read your friend's new novel?"

"Huh?" She didn't react immediately when she heard him say friend, she paused for a moment before replying, "Oh... You said Su Fu...

I didn't see it, what's the matter? "

Jiang Lan looked ahead, his eyes dim, as if nothing could disturb him.

"The first case is very similar to what she updated the day before yesterday." He specially read the chapter she released last night, Serial Murder, and the second deceased was still a girl with short hair and cursing hands. The spells are drawn in blood.

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