On a Blind Date, My Identity As a Corpse Was Discovered

Hearing this, just as Lin Sheng said just now.

For the question just now, Han Yanxi has gradually got the answer in her heart.

After telling her subordinates to do a good job in collecting, she hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Han Yanxi did not go back immediately, but stood blankly in front of the tea room door, staring at the black screen phone for a long time.

After all, the world view has collapsed, and it is not easy to reorganize.

After a while, Han Yanxi took a deep breath.

I never thought that such a thing really existed in this world.

Thinking of this, Han Yanxi was a little jealous again, it would be great if she could have this ability, and it would be much faster to solve the case!

……

After thinking about it, just when Han Yanxi was about to turn around and continue to take his notes in the tea room.

Out of the corner of the eye, she froze again in the next second.

She widened her eyes and looked around the store in disbelief.

Antique calligraphy and paintings that can be seen everywhere fill the whole store, and those things look as if they are genuine.

But in the next second, she denied the idea in her heart, and secretly complained: "Impossible, who would pile the baby on the ground."

Then she went back to the tea room again.

……

But the moment she entered, she read 'disgusting' on Lin Sheng's face!

It seems to be asking why she hasn't left yet?

Although he didn't say it, in Han Yanxi's eyes, this was a naked statement that she should go!

After all, from the moment she entered the Yin Yang shop, the expression on his face had not fluctuated in the slightest, and the expression management was definitely the standard for top idols!

Now that it is so obvious, its meaning is naturally self-evident.

Han Yanxi's small temper suddenly came up, and she just picked up the pen and paper on the table and was ready to leave.

Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly thought of the antique calligraphy and paintings outside.

Immediately raised his eyebrows, he asked half-jokingly, "Mr. Lin, are you still making fake cultural relics?"

I thought that being put on such a big hat was a joke, but Lin Sheng would definitely be nervous to defend it.

Unexpectedly, he took a sip of tea calmly, and said contemptuously: "Officer, have you ever seen a faker who would put things out in the open?"

"These are my collections, they are expensive!"

Still favorite?

Still expensive?

Han Yanxi didn't believe a word, she felt that these things were all used by Lin Sheng to pretend.

But she doesn't have time to argue with him now. The police station still has a lot of things to do.

……

Watching Han Yanxi leave, Lin Sheng stood up and stretched.

Looking at the clock on the wall, it's not even seven o'clock.

Lin Sheng couldn't help yawning. He was so busy last night and got up early in the morning to take notes. He was really sleepy.

But fortunately, he was smart and thought of Xiao Jiu, a tool cat, otherwise he still didn't know when to record.

As for the worldview of the police officer who was beaten to pieces by him, Lin Sheng said that the ghost is true, and what the ghost said to him is also true, so it has nothing to do with him!

So Lin Sheng decisively left everything behind and went upstairs to concentrate on making up for his sleep.

……

And after Han Yanxi went back, she still doubted her life.

Director Zhao discovered her abnormality and asked in confusion, "Didn't you make a transcript? What's the result?"

When Han Yanxi heard this, the expression on her face became more complicated.

Watching Bureau Zhao suddenly became happy, but the next second, Han Yanxi stopped him with a knife.

Director Zhao withdrew his smile awkwardly, and said innocently, "Didn't I ask you? You didn't tell me."

"But what exactly happened?"

"I've never seen you show such an expression before?"

Han Yanxi struggled for a long time, but she still told what Lin Sheng said, as well as the strange things that happened in Yin Yang Shop.

After she finished speaking, she desperately wanted Director Zhao to deny that there really was such a thing, and asked eagerly, "Director, that must be my hallucination, right!"

"definitely is!"

But unexpectedly, Director Zhao, who should have reprimanded her, fell silent.