Chapter 169: Dead ten years ago

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After the meal was finished, Yan Yan was somewhat sleepy, and Xiao Yu was taken to the case.
The case of Cheng Yu will be piled up in full. Yan Yan squinted and his eyes fell on him.
Xiao Yu has just bathed in a white-colored wide-sleeved gown. In his impression, he always wears a round neck and a deep purple uniform. He rarely wears a casual wide-sleeved robes, and does not often wear such a light color. . The wet ink was scattered behind him, and a few squats fell against his tough face. His well-defined face and his nose were very good, especially those excellent eyes. When he was not laughing, he was like a sword, smiling. At the time, it was like a warm sun.
Xiao Yu squinted, his long fingers turned over the old yellow case, but he asked in his mouth: "Not sleepy?"
Yan Yan was determined to pretend to be a corpse. He did not answer for a long while, but his sleepiness was dispelled a lot. It would be boring to lie for a long time.
"If it is not asleep, we might discuss the case." Xiao Xiao smiled and looked up at her. He knew how to arouse her interest.
Sure enough, Yan Yan was silent for a while and finally opened her eyes: "Have you taken over the case?"
Xiao Yu bent his lips and jaws. "The murderer gave me such a good reason. How can I not accept it?"
Yan Yan stunned, and did not want to understand the deep meaning of his words.
Looking at Yan Yan's slightly confused expression, Xiao Yu slightly frowned, he meant that someone hurt his favorite person, is a man should not sit back and ignore, is this confession of his own euphemism?
In the future, there is an opportunity. Xiao Yu is no longer entangled in this problem. He turns: "I checked the case of a decade ago, that is, the deceased Zhang Yi and Feng Zhao who had worked as jailers in the county. All the cases that occurred, as well as all the prisoners in prison."
So quickly, Yan Yan raised her eyebrows and asked: "What did you find?"
"I have found a few suspicious candidates from the prisoners, but I need to confirm, who is the one who tied you?" Xiao Yu said.
"He claims to be Zhuang Yin, but I suspect that it is not a real name." Yan Yan recalled, and said his characteristics one by one, "This person is kept with a scorpion, age 40, up and down, about 6 feet tall, right hand palm Rough, with an egg on the thumb, the finger is engraved on the thumb."
Xiao Yu’s heart,
Zhuang Yin?

"Is there any problem? Is it true name?" Yan Yan saw his sudden and serious description, and asked.
Xiao Yu shook his head and said: "It seems that the matter is very complicated. I saw the name of Zhuang Yin in the file. He was the head of the mountain, and was captured ten years ago. However, the case was recorded by Zhuang Yin. It’s already dead before.

Ten years ago, the chaos of Xuanwumen was just calm, and Zong Gang soon became a throne. At that time, internal and external troubles were turbulent, and therefore the soldiers stationed in various places were fierce and brave. It was not surprising to be able to capture the robbers in the district. But how can a dead person appear again and be tied away?
There are only two reasons to explain, either that Zhuang Yin is not dead for some reason, or that Zhuang Yin is dead. The person who appeared this time pretends to be him.
These two reasons can lead the case to a completely different direction and must be prudent.
Yan Yan also frowned. "Na Zhuang Yin is suffocating, and there are dozens of well-trained black brawny men around him... If someone is posing, it will be a bandit."
Xiao Yu put down the file in his hand and got up and walked to the front of the couch. "You are still sick now. You know these things, you don't have to worry about it, give it to me."
give it to me.
What a simple sentence, Yan Yan did not know how many times before, but no one has ever said this to her, but some people often say: 冉 Forensic doctor, this matter is yours.
Yan Yan looked at the bright sunshine falling on the porch and looked up at Xiao Yu: "I want to go out and sun."
"Okay." Xiao Yu bent over to reveal her quilt, and reached out and hit her and picked it up before she said: "I have offended."
Yan Yan did not care about this, put his head close to him, and leaned on the strong chest. The warmth is transmitted through the clothes, and the heartbeat is steady and powerful, just like a dream.
Yan Yanzhen felt it, but did not notice Xiao Qian’s tightness and the heavier breathing.
The evening green and the song blue have been standing at the door to listen to it, and I can't help but see Xiao Xiao holding her face and can't help but be shocked.
Because, in the courtyard of the four-in-one, a gray robe is sitting on the gallery on the north side. He heard the footsteps and turned his head, but he was holding Xiao Yan out of his face.
Looking at the hatchback, the atmosphere is a bit tight.
Only Yan Yan is calm and calm: "Xiao Langjun, put me on the side of the guardrail, thank you."
Xiao Yu should have a voice, but did not really put down Yan Yan, but tightened her hand, and stood still for a moment before returning to the late green road still amazed: "Go to the beggar ""
"Ah? Oh." Late Green regained the soul and quickly ran into the house and took it to the wooden floor.
Xiao Xiao smiled and gently put her down.
Sang Chen licked his lips and stood for a while, then he was ready to turn and leave.
Xiao Yu called him, "Sang Suiyuan, how is the game a game?"
Sang Chen stayed in his footsteps and turned his head to look at him doubtfully. Sang Chen is recognized as a national player. Those who can win him must have both strength and luck.
Xiao Yu and Sang Chen only played one game and ended up with Xiao Yu’s defeat.
"Happy to accompany." Sang Chen's elegant voice is in stark contrast to Xiao Yu's magnetic voice.
Song Lan found a pair of Go, placed a small number around Yan Yan, Xiao Yu and Sang Chen sitting opposite, Xiao Yu held black, Sang Chen white.
Yan Yan was just bored and watched it with great interest.
Not long after, the numbers of the two people were faintly revealed. What is surprising is that Xiao Yu actually took the number of steady and steady, and Yan Yan could not help but look at him.
Xiao Yu noticed her gaze and couldn't help but smile at her. "Why, the seventeen mothers suddenly found out that they are under the king?"
Sang Chenxi was immersed in the chess game. He has never been used to being single-minded.
Yan Yanbai gave him a look, leaning on the railing, and slowly said: "Pseudo-jun."
Xiao Yu smiled more and more brilliantly, revealing the teeth of white as the shell, describing the Lang Lang, clean and bright, "to be praised, please wait for the seventeen mothers."
His voice fell and he lost his life. Sang Chen described it as a leisurely hand.
A chess is on the board, and the empty point immediately adjacent to it is the "qi" of the chess. On Go, chess can be found on the board, and the means of putting the opponent out of the air is called "lifting."
"I will wait and see." Yan Yan stunned and laughed.
Xiao took a look at her and began to get serious.
The style of Sang Chen playing chess is not as warm as others seem to be, but it is ambiguous and accurate. Once the time is ripe, there will be no hesitation. The layout of the meter is unambiguous, and this point makes the face look impressive.
Xiao Yu’s technique is also very sighing. It’s not that he is superb than Sang Chen, but he is such a full-fledged person. The chess style is calm and step by step.
Yan Yan looked at the faces of the two people and wondered if they were swapping their souls at this moment.
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