Back to the Snow

Chapter 317 Who Is The Real Murderer ([-])
"Leng Qiu! In vain I thought you were a person who enforced the law fairly, but it turned out that you are just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" Cang Zhe said angrily.

His indifferent eyes were raised, but his brows were slightly frowned.

Pushing away Cang Zhe's hand holding the collar with his big hand, he said in a cold voice, "Now, I can't do anything about it. Could it be that Master Cang has any good solutions?"

Not bad, can't help it.

Turning around to go inside, but stopped again, Leng Qiu said: "Why the case was settled so quickly, the warehouse owner should understand, right?"

Watching the black figure disappearing behind the curtain.Cang Zhe slapped his palm on the desk: "Hey!"

Turn around and walk out hastily.

Next, he is going to use extraordinary methods.

But, why haven't the emperor and Luo painter come back yet?

Department of Criminal Justice, wait for everyone to leave, and someone will come to clean it.

The guard took a rag and was about to wipe the table.

Suddenly, with a "crash", the entire desk case collapsed.

The person who wiped was stunned for a long time holding the rag, wasn't he?

Isn't this desk table made of high-quality nanmu?
Why is it so useless?
At this time, outside the city, two teams of people were rushing to the capital from different directions.

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Los house.

Under the lamp with flames dancing from time to time, the stunningly handsome man was leaning on a chair covered with felt cushions, holding a cup of almost cold tea in his hand.

On his side, a handsome man with sharp edges and corners was stirring the charcoal fire to make the room warmer.

"Shu'er and Xi'er are not here, what do you think we should do now?" The stunning man leaning on him put down the teacup in his hand and asked.

The handsome man handed over the small heater and said, "According to the schedule, I should be able to come back tomorrow morning. Don't worry too much."

Hearing this, her beautiful eyes turned with a hint of resentment.

Su Yunruo said: "You said it lightly! Do you know how important Xue'er is to me! She is a poor child who was thrown on the vast snow mountain. When I picked her up, her limbs were already frozen and blood The flow has stopped..."

(End of this chapter)