Chapter 171: Recipe, Shining
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The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor
- 袖唐
- 1475 characters
- 2021-02-11 12:04:32
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Yan Yan and late green chatted for a while under the gallery, only to know that this hospital was Liu Qingsong who was looking for a temporary stop for them, just near the county. Referring to Liu Qingsong, Yan Yan couldn't help but grind his teeth. He better not to appear in front of her.
It is getting late.
Xiao Yu guessed that Yun Yunsheng would come back after two moments, but this time it was obviously miscalculated, and Yun Yunsheng returned to the evening to return.
Yan Yan had already entered the house under the help of the song blue and the late green. The wound in the leg was a bit cracked, and it was several times more painful than the injury.
Just after the wound was treated, Yu Yunsheng took a large pack of medicine.
"A Yan woke up!" Yan Yunsheng looked very happy, smiled, but his face was slightly pale, and there was also a worry between the eyebrows.
"Let the ten brothers worry." Yan Yan said.
Jin Yunsheng handed the things in his hand to the late green, sitting in front of the couch. "You are fine."
Yan Yan saw that he was somewhat uncertain. "The ten brothers have something to worry about?"
"It's not a big deal." Yun Yunsheng wanted to say something more, but he looked up to Yan Yanjing's gaze and said: "A bump, I am a little tired, A Yan also has a rest."
Yun Yunsheng said that he did not wait for Yan Yan to return, and he left.
Yan Yan frowns, Yun Yunsheng is not a person who can't hide his mind. The general thing can't disturb him so much. She is now inconvenient to move, and she can't take the initiative to find Yun Yunsheng to understand the situation. Moreover, he is not willing to say it now. If he asks, he will not necessarily say it.
"Late green, you go to ask the younger sister of the eldest brother, what happened to Luoyang today." Yan Yandao.
The evening green should be heard and went out.
After the song Lan Bang Yan Yan washed, went out to pour water, Yan Yan heard someone coming in the footsteps, thinking it was late green back, "Asked?"
"What do you want to ask?" A male voice with a smile.
Yan Yan lay on the couch, twisted back hard, and after seeing the bamboo curtain, a shadowy figure, can vaguely see Xiao Xiao’s deep purple round neck uniform, ink hair, although it looks thinner than before. Quite a lot, but it is a look of rejuvenation, no longer lazy and tired in the morning.
"Come in." Yan Yan said that she regretted the export. In her subconscious mind, she did not feel that it was wrong to live alone with a man. But this is Datang. Does she say that this will make Xiao Yu misunderstand?
Xiao Yu picked up the bamboo curtain and walked in. She stood on the bed and watched her look like a disfigured appearance. She frowned: "Is the wound broken again?"
"Well, it’s just a small wound, it doesn't matter." Yan Yan said lightly: "Please sit down."
Xiao Yu did not dismantle her. After lying for six days, those little injuries were almost healed. Now it can be cracked. How can it be a minor injury?
"There is another one dead, called the executive." Xiao Yu suddenly said.
Yan Yan lived, and he said: "It’s no secret that you are in Jushui County! The murderer is still dare to commit crimes, why? Self-confidence? Or crazy..."
Yan Yan’s heart is more inclined to the latter kind. If the person in the hands of the criminal department is still confident in such a journey, I am afraid it is already close to madness.
Xiao Yu sat down on the collapsed road and said: "After ten years ago, just after Zhuang Yin’s death, the jailers were separated from their profession. Although Zhuang Yin was sentenced to ask questions, he slammed into the wall before asking. Because of the long time, the county magistrate has also changed several times. The situation at that time was not verifiable, but there is reason to suspect that it may be that these seven jailers were bought by Zhuang Yin and made a trick of crossing the sea."
"Is there a suspect?" asked Yan Yan.
"There are only two people at present, Zhuang Yin and Ze Pingzhi." Xiao Yu said.
Zhuang Yin is a bandit leader. He is confident in his work style, but Yan Yan can't blindly determine a person's character based on this matter alone.
"The Zeping rule..." Yan Yan thought for a long while, the impression of this person is ordinary or ordinary, the appearance is not characteristic, the skin is neither dark nor white, the temperament is also very mediocre, it is the kind of people in the crowd, absolutely An ordinary middle-aged man who will not be noticed in the second eye.
"He is the boss of Yuelai Inn. He is more suspicious than Zhuang Yin." Xiao Yu actually feels that it is only relatively speaking. If you think about it, there are still many lines that are difficult to penetrate.
Yan Yan asked: "What is the motive for killing?"
"Maybe there are any reasons that undermine the checks and balances between them?" Xiao Yu guessed that there is no other reason to explain this.
Yan Yan whispered: "Hey Liu Wen was unintentionally informed about this, and then he was hit by the fish?"
Xiao Yu saw her look thoughtfully, and a certain place in the heart was soft, and the tone was softened. "Oh, there are doubts and doubts tomorrow. You should rest and recover. I will come back to you tomorrow."
He reached out and helped Yan Yan to be taken care of, and he got up and walked out.
"Wait!" Yan Yan called him.
Xiao Yu paused in front of the bamboo curtain and turned to ask: "Is there something?"
"Yeah." Yan Yan heard that he had come back again, with the hand wrapped in thick plain cloth, pushing the box next to the pillow to the edge of the bed. "These two clouds are returned to you. I have already guessed it is What you have given, but recently I know what it means, sorry, I can't accept such an important thing."
Xiao Yu bent over and took the brocade box, opened the lid, and two dazzling suet jade, with a warm, watery luster lying quietly on the red brocade.
Yan Yan looked at his handsome face with no expression, inexplicably worried, as for what she worried, she was not clear.
Xiao Yu took out the two clouds and stuffed them into the cuffs. He took a wooden coffin from his arms and put it into the box. "This is my own carved mahogany, which may or may not matter."
Because it is not worth the money, there is no special sign meaning, so it can be unimportant, because it is a kind of mind, and the recipient can also see it as important. It has always been Xiao Yu’s style of speech, listening to subtlety, but under the circumstance, I found that I was pointing to the center of gravity.
And Yan Yan often touches the body. It is said that Taomu can avoid evil. Although Xiao Yu does not believe in ghosts and gods, he focuses on his mind.
The peach scorpion, the burning of its own, the return to the home, should be his room, this is his original intention.
When Xiao Yu sent out Yunxiao, he knew that one day he would be rejected. He thought he could accept it calmly and calmly, but he is now in a complicated mood.
It’s very nice.
Yan Yan stared at the mahogany road in the box. Her words are not comfort or compliment. It is indeed a very beautiful and elegant cockroach, flowing like a cloud, the head is a small cluster of peach blossoms, two peach blossoms next to each other are completely open, and there is another half Open, the top of the top stretches out a few flower bones that are to be placed, showing the vitality. Not only the sculpt is beautiful, the carving is also very delicate, even the flowers are seen, and several peach blossoms can radiate aroma.
"I like it." Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Yandao: "If you are in the future, there is still a craft that can make a living."
Xiao Yu laughed and said, "If this is the case, then I will be starving to death soon after I have grown up."
Since the time he left Suzhou, Xiao Yu began to engrave this shackle. At first he didn't know why he would do such a boring thing. When he heard that there was a murder in Suzhou, he did not want to take the initiative.
Day and night, when he stood in Suzhou, his mind was not a murder, but a beautiful but not vivid face.
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