Chapter 126: Character problem

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Liu Qingsong stunned and did not say anything. He listened to Liu Rangdao on the side: "It is not clear that the murderer is determined by the inspection."
Xiao Yu said: "Before I checked it, the net scorpion has always been in a simple and simple way. Most of the time is accompanied by the lord. The location of the crime is Guan Gong Temple, not the old temple. Since it is determined that it is not a corpse, why do they go there? It may be that someone has tricked and misled them and introduced them to the temple before they commit murder, so even if the net master is the murderer, it is only one of them."
Liu let nodded and said: "Is it reasonable to analyze the murderer, will the murderer be a net benefit?"
Xiao Yu smiled unmistakably. He suspected the net benefit from the beginning. Unfortunately, because the evidence of the person is insufficient, even the motive for killing has not been clarified. Now there is a net suspect as the first suspect, and there is no way to arrest her. .
Liu Jean sighed: "It seems that we must verify the identity of several females as soon as possible. I have asked the Lord, she is not very clear, this background can be deep enough!"
The smog in the rainy night made the mountain add a strong chill atmosphere. Everyone was silent, only the burning sound of the torches, and occasionally the servants reported and found some objects.
Xiao Yu stood on the edge of the garden with his umbrella straight and relaxed, watching a large piece of the messy jade flower. Liu let a few people do not know because it is cold or nervous, and it is crappy from time to time.
There was a rush of footsteps behind him. Liu Qingsong went back and immediately opened a smile on his face. He said with joy: "Jiulang, look, a lot of beautiful little masters."
Xiao Yu did not move, and ignored him. Until the sound of the late green came, "Xiao Langjun, Liu Zhishi, my mother ordered me to send a letter."
Xiao Yu turned around, and the late green wanted to hand over the letter to Liu Rang, but when he saw Xiao Yu’s imposing manner, he thought that he was the emperor’s pro-inspector and submitted the letter to him.
Liu Qingsong quietly scraped it up, a pair of eyes that were not big, smashed into a seam, looked up and down a few times in the evening, and turned his eyes to the song blue, swearing: "Jiulang, is it the two sons of the seventeen mothers? Hey, hey, you are so beautiful!"
Chang'an customs, the general bride's personal acolyte will mostly become a diverticulum, Xiao Yu's two diverticulum, is also a close-knit acolyte of Lushi and Du's. Their duty is to have the same room with the groom on the first night of the wedding, so that the bride can learn how to serve the husband.
Of course, these are also to look at personal needs. If the groom insists on not, no one will be hard-pressed. Although Xiao Yu still has no room, the bride will die, but since it is the name of the wedding host, it still has to be given a name.
Xiao Yu’s face sank slightly, and the evening green was black on the spot, and Liu Qingsong said:
Today we said Shiro, Mr. Sang is my mother’s fiancé, you have to talk nonsense to my mother’s wife. reputation."
Xiao Yu unsatisfiedly shakes the letter paper, but has not yet stabilized, Liu Qingsong has come up again, sighed and sighed: "What about the fans? This is a private letter, I said that your mother still likes us Lang Jun, otherwise How can I write this love letter? Hey, write such a sad song, is it that the blame Lang Jun did not insist on the end?"
Xiao Yu had a robes without warning, and lifted his legs to take the screaming guy around him two feet away. At the foot of the foot, it was seen that Liu Rang and Yu Bozhen and others had cold sweat on their heads.
The anger of the late green was also halved, and when I heard the words, I swallowed back and only hated: "Live it."
"For me and Liu Zhishi, thank you seventeen mothers." Xiao Yu face as always, a smile, said to hand the letter to the history of Liu.
Late green owes a debt, and returns with a group of females. Now the mountain is not safe. Although there are government officials guarding them, they will never dare to go out alone at night, so Yan Yan will ask these nuns to accompany the late green and the song blue.

How does Liu’s history look?
Xiao Yu asked.
After Liu Jing read the letter, he handed the letter to Yu Bozhen, and he thought about it for a long while: "The fantasy said that his mother likes to sing this song. Is this song related to the murderer?"
"Lang Lang fans, said that Liu Chen and the two Lang Lang were mistaken into the fairyland, indulged in beauty and forgot to return home, until they remembered that they had been planted. After they returned home, they saw that the homesickness had fallen, and they knew that they had already After ten generations. Later, Liu and Yu returned to the mountain, Liu Chen once again entered the world to marry his wife and children, and progeny. And hey..." Xiao Yu paused and continued: "Looking at the red dust, went out."

The name of this song is called "Lang Lang Fan", which is obviously more focused on the embarrassing thing.
阮 Lang... Look at the red dust... Xiao Xiao’s eyebrows are slightly embarrassing, is he wrong?
Liu let the tone be extraordinarily serious. "Is the murderer a monk instead of a nun?"
Xiao Yu said for a while, "No, I believe in the evidence I have seen relative to this fan. But it may be related to the initial situation of the case. We may wish to think about it."
"This thing still has to come to me." Liu Qingsong squatted, not knowing when it came out again.
Liu Qingsong’s typical listening style is rain. Whenever the wind blows, he can think of the story that is connected with the beginning and the end. They are also well-founded and reasonable. This is more advanced than the women in the workshop. I really don’t know whether to appreciate it. despise.
Xiao Yu said: "Then let's talk about it."
"How likely is this!" Liu Qingsong sighed. "This way, after the kidneys will not be easy to use..." Then he said: "I will say that it is not twisty but very disheartening. Previously there was Lang Lang liked a mother, and she was privately booked for life. The two spent the month before, the sensation, and the alliance. With the husband and wife, the mother was promised to others, Lang Jun. Then she was running away with her, but the singer was wow, and the mother didn't want to, so Lang Jun felt that she had changed her heart, and she was angry and angry, so she became a monk. In fact, she still loves him, so she is fascinated by the glory. However, Lang Jun did not know, it is more and more difficult to flatter, so I can’t see others, and I will see people killing themselves for a lifetime."
Liu Qingsong said that he was excited. At the end, he replied: "Maybe, the last murderer found out that the mother had never married, and the magical space she gave birth was his daughter! The current crying and crying, the flesh and blood recognized, and the lang Jun consciously regrets the illusion of her mother, so she draws her sword! What a tearful story... oh..."
"This is also true, the clothes found in the temple are also men's clothing." Yu Bo said.
Xiao Yu looked at Liu Qingsong: "To contact the case, you don't have to talk in vain. In this case, how can the net master take the initiative to die?"
Liu Qingsong grinned and said: "That's good to say, in fact, the net master has always been in love with Lang Lang, and now the east window has been made, she naturally died for her love."
"The seventeen mothers mentioned that the master of Huaiyin from the temple had come to worship the illusion of the empty mother..." Xiao Yu’s words were just half-sayed and interrupted by Liu Qingsong. "Look, let's see. I am still saying something is correct?"
Xiao Yu threatened to glance at Liu Qingsong and saw him shrinking before he continued. "But I still think that the suspicion of net benefit is relatively large. First, Huai Yin went out to the temple and just went to the temple. There is no time for committing crimes, even if he It is hidden in the dark, and secondly, it is not a simple task to bury the body under the jade flower. We have just seen it. All the bodies are buried in the central position of the flower garden. The previous time is the flower season. How can it be? Guaranteed to turn up the flower garden, but not let the jade flower die, not everyone can do it. First, according to you, he can't see a lover, why spend so much effort on the first body, it is blood Is it feeding the incense ash?"
This person must know how to raise flowers, at least know how to raise jade flowers, and still have a long time to stay in the flower garden, but it will not cause others to doubt. If they meet these conditions, they will only have a net and a net benefit. The hidden suspicion is relatively small.
If the case is closed now, and all the blame is blamed on the net, it can be reluctantly made. However, in the face of these more than ten bodies, the world is like Liu Rang and Xiao Yu, and they are not willing to close the case.
"April will examine the dead body of the cockroach." Xiao Yu looked at Liu Qingsong and walked down the hill.
Liu Qingsong’s heart jumped and said:
I? I will test?

Xiao Yu smiled back and said: "How, excited?"
"No, Jiulang." Liu Qingsong dragged the box and ran down the mountain. He had a backache and he licked his teeth. "Jiuro, you listen to me, the old lady is honest, she has eyes and ears everywhere, if she knows it will smash me. My hand, I have been studying for nine years, and I have been playing for more than ten years. I have no hard work and hard work. You can't unload and kill, cross the river, remove the bridge, cut the birds, and kill the dog."
"Any kick is what you are looking for. It’s good to unload and kill, but you are going to take me in. I am a rabbit who is a dog?" Xiao Yu’s feet are not resting in the mountains, nor are they in the head. Go back to the tunnel: "Only you are right, I am a person who likes to unload and kill."
Xiao Yu is as fast as a fly, Liu Qingsong crosses his waist and panting in the back, rainy and slippery, the mountain is difficult, Liu Qingsong seems to run particularly hard, but Liu let has been slowly following him.
"Dr. Liu, according to the inspection, the party seems to be saying, if you are not afraid of him sending you back to your home, even if you are resting." Liu let go to Liu Qingsong, "good heart" reminded.
Liu Qingsong bit his teeth and looked at a strong and strong servant who helped Liu to hold the umbrella. The two men swayed into the underground hills and couldn't help but whispered: "I don't die, can you find a servant to help me with the suitcase?"
But after the end, you have to drag the box one step at a time.
The night rain drifted, and the car was so bad that the room was filled with red mud and small stoves, and the blue soup was cooked with soup. The whole house was filled with rich fragrance.
Yan Yan just finished bathing, leaning on the round waist bed, looking at the medical book, and using green towel cloth to help her wring her hair.
The same doctor, the same as a post-mortem master, the situation is so different, can not help but say that the same person is different, is a human problem.
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