"If something life-threatening happens one day, maybe I'll tell you some secrets about me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info But now, in order to protect myself, I won't tell anyone. After a long silence, he said this thoughtfully.

I don't know why, a thought flashed in my heart, and this thought was very subtle and inexplicable.

If she will die again, then her secret only wants one person to know, and that person is Xuan Ming.

Although he is still very angry when he thinks of the indecent things he did to him, he is inexplicable, and deep down, he doesn't hate this person......

Could it be that I have been lonely for too long, and I am like this whenever a man shows affection?

Xuan Ming looked at the night and seemed to be a little lonely, and there was a touch of distress in his deep eyes.

No woman is born tenacious, and she must have experienced some tragic things before she can develop an invulnerable temperament.

"Xiao Xiao'er, one day, I will strive to become the most trustworthy person in your heart, waiting for me to ......" Xuan Ming's affectionate and deep eyes stared at her who was silent, and slowly promised with a hoarse but calm tone.

If she had heard this before, she would have kicked Xuan Ming off the carriage directly with a thunderous kick, but at this time, she dragged her chin with her elbow, and stared blankly at the crowded night market scenery outside the window, ignoring it......

The servants quickly drove the carriage to the gate of the Punishment Division.

It was a coincidence that the vigil was a combination of the third son and the old nine.

When the two saw the familiar carriage, they knew who the people in the carriage were before they could get down.

looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but as long as this carriage appeared at the door of the Punishment Division, it would definitely not be good.

Lao Jiu saw that the carriage had stopped, and hurriedly stepped down the steps to greet him: "The night boy is still coming here so late!"

But the next moment, Lao Jiu found that the person who got out of the car turned out to be Xuan Ming, so he hurriedly collected his color, and saluted respectfully: "The little one doesn't know that the prince is here, please atone for the prince!"

Sky!

I thought it was a night boy, but I didn't expect it to be the prince!

In the winter, some thin sweat oozed from Lao Jiu's forehead.

"Get up!" Xuan Ming's cold face had no expression. Then he turned around and stretched out his hand to Su Yelu in the car, wanting to pick her up and get out of the car.

But as if he hadn't seen it, he jumped lightly and jumped out of the carriage.

Lao Jiu saw this and lowered his head, wishing he hadn't seen anything.

Xuan Ming withdrew his hand a little curtly, not caring.

It seems that you two have been in bad luck lately, so you can go to the temple to ask the great monk for an explanation. "I laughed at Lao Jiudao all night.

"What the young man said is that the little one will go tomorrow. Lao Jiu raised his sleeve and rubbed the sweat on his forehead, and replied with his head down.

Lao Jiu was stunned, he knew that he had let the third son come to meet the car just now, who knew that he would meet the prince, and he also saw the scene of the prince's facelessness, this is the end, woo......

Su Yeyu stopped joking, nodded with the third son at the door and went straight to the door, walking towards the morgue.

The morgue was still as cold as ever, and I lit a lantern for lighting in the corner of the morgue and lit another one in my hand.

According to the habit, the ice platform that is usually parked closest to the door is the corpse that has been collected recently, and when he approached the ice platform at night, he caught a glimpse of Xuan Ming walking quickly to the door of the morgue, and suddenly a thought ignited in his mind, he smiled slyly, and screamed loudly, "Ah-"

"What's wrong with you, Xiaowen'er!!" Xuan Ming, who walked to the door of the morgue, heard the screams coming from inside, and a coldness spread to the limbs, and he couldn't help but rush in in a hurry.

But I saw her standing there laughing, as if something had happened.

"It's okay, I just want to scare you, hehe, don't you think the atmosphere in the morgue is scary and interesting?"

Xuan Ming: "......"

The third son and the ninth who rushed to hear the voice: "......"

I collected my emotions all night and prepared to start preparations before the autopsy.

After taking out gloves and masks from the box and putting them on, and throwing them to Xuan Ming, he lifted the white cloth covering the corpse.

No accident, the corpse was pale, slightly shriveled and withered, and it was a girl.

I heard You Liang say that this girl belongs to the Liu family in the south of the city.

The girl must have been playing at the time, with some mud and frostbite marks on her hands.

Wearing the girl's usual double bun, and wearing a red jacket that symbolizes the joy of the New Year, if she hadn't been killed and died like this, she must have been a well-behaved little girl who loved everyone!

Alas, I really can't see a child being killed, who is so cruel to do it to such a child.

The fist on his side couldn't help but clench tightly.

"Now I'll start the autopsy, and you'll help take care of the records, and the book and pen will be in the box. Su Yeyu put on a strict look and instructed Xuan Ming beside him.

"Don't worry!" Xuan Ming was quite happy with what she explained, so he took out a pen and paper from the box as she said, and prepared to record.

Seeing this, she didn't say anything more, carefully untied the girl's clothes, then took a razor from the box, and began to shave the girl's hair.

"What's the use of this?" Xuan Ming was a little curious, he hadn't done this before when he saw Honghong's dissection.

"By shaving off all the hair of the deceased, you can observe whether the deceased's head has been traumatized, where the injury is, and whether it has a direct impact on the cause of death. He replied to Xuan Ming after shaving his head at night, looking very serious.

Xuan Ming listened to it, and recorded the explanation of the night in the book word for word.

After three or two strokes of the night, the little girl's hair was shaved clean, and the next step was to check the appearance of the deceased's body.

After carefully examining the appearance of the corpse, he found that the others were probably just some resistant scars, only the middle finger of the right hand, and the nails had been somewhat separated from the fingertips.

It seems that the deceased scratched the killer vigorously in the process of struggle, so that the nails and fingertips could be separated.

"The corpse showed slight defensive scars, and the middle finger of the right hand was torn apart and torn. "I said the conclusion of the analysis.

Xuan Ming hurriedly wrote it down again, thought of something, and said, "The murderer may have scratches on his body." ”

"Hmm. However, it is not completely certain, it is winter, and it is possible that the deceased scratched the bare part of the murderer's skin, and there will be no scratches. "I feel a little powerless in the night.

There are really few clues, the murderer's methods of committing crimes are very neat, and the awareness of anti-investigation is also obvious.

"Huh?"