"I'm Ou Zhengxue, the leader of the third team of the serious case in D City, you have been surrounded, put down your weapons immediately!" Dressed in body armor and armed with a Glock automatic pistol, Ou Zhengxue used the wall as a cover and shouted to the suspects inside the dilapidated building.

Ou Zhengxue, female, 27 years old, worked in the FBI Behavior Analysis Section for two years and is an excellent profiler. After applying to return to China, he joined the Serious Crime Team of City D, and after working for half a year, he was highly valued for his excellent work and was transferred to the third serious case group where elites gathered.

Ou Zhengxue has relied on her unique and accurate criminal behavior analysis and criminal profiles to solve major cases repeatedly, and she is very prestigious in the entire D City police circle. was jokingly called the "profile goddess detective" by three groups of colleagues.

"Don't come here, or I'll press it, I really did!" The suspect shouted, very excited.

Ou Zhengxue saw that the suspect was excited, and it was likely to act aggressively, so he hurriedly ordered everyone: "Everyone retreats one after another, the suspect is likely to have ambushed a bomb nearby, I'll try to negotiate first, Duan Xin, call the team and ask the blocker to come and support!" ”

Ou Zhengxue just finished speaking, "Whoosh! A bullet flew past her waist and hit the stone floor of the unfinished building, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Sorry, MadameO, I don't know why, the gun suddenly went off." Duan Xin looked at Ou Zhengxue with a frightened expression.

Before Ou Zhengxue could think about it, a loud bang came, "Boom!" Ou Zhengxue was hit by a big boulder, he really felt a stuffiness in his chest, his eyes were dark, and he flew out.

"Duan Xin? Don Jr.? Sharpshooter Zhang? I don't know how long it took, Ou Zhengxue finally woke up, she couldn't care about the pain all over her body, she wanted to get up, looking for her colleagues, I don't know if a few colleagues who came with her were in danger, but she found that her throat was dry and sore, and she couldn't speak.

When she looked around clearly, she was startled, how could it be?!

Where is this? The pink gauze tent, the beds and furniture in the room are antique, and the aroma of rouge in the air is so strong, it's so choking! What is this place?!

This reminded her of the ancient Fengyue place, could it be that she was filming a TV series? Or are you dreaming? She could only come up with these two possible answers.

"Lady, you finally woke up, scared Qing'er to death." A little girl who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing an emerald green skirt and a white light gauze gown, had a pink face, a pair of smart and watery eyes, a ruddy mouth, and a little baby fat little girl pushed the door and walked in.

What the person said scared Ou Zhengxue, what kind of grammar is this? Where is the dialect, why is it still called a lady?!

Seeing Ou Zhengxue on the bed, her face showed a look of surprise and joy, her eyes were shining, and she put aside some of the kettles and cups she had brought, and ran over to hug her and cried.

Qing'er? Ou Zhengxue really couldn't understand what the child was crying about, but she couldn't speak because of her dry throat, and wanted to push her away, but found that she had no strength at all, and her whole body was in pain. Only when she hugged her and cried for a long time did the little girl stop crying.

The little girl stopped crying, but chattered endlessly: "Lady, in the past few days that you have been in a coma, you have really frightened Qing'er, Qing'er thinks that the lady is no good, in case the lady is gone, Qing'er will be helpless in the future, what should I do, if then Qing'er will not live...... Woooooooo ”

As she spoke, she started crying again.

Ou Zhengxue looked coldly at Qing'er, who was raining and open-mouthed, to determine whether this Qing'er was acting, and whether she really had feelings for the "lady" she said.

Recalling that the first micro-expression of the little girl when she entered the door, due to her professional habits, she keenly observed that the girl was surprised first and then happy, followed by grievances and tears of joy.

It's not acting, then it's dreaming? She pinched herself with all her might, it hurt!! It doesn't hurt to dream. It's not acting, it's not dreaming, is it ...... Rebirth? Through?!

I can't let her think about it, I'm so thirsty now! She gradually felt that her body was weak, her mouth was dry, her consciousness was a little blurred, and she was about to pass out again.

She took a breath, exerted her last strength, pushed the little girl in front of her, and pointed to the teapot and cups on the table with a little helplessness.

"Oh, lady, you are thirsty, it's all because Qing'er was too happy for a while, and forgot about it, and Qing'er immediately poured tea for the lady." Qing'er hurriedly wiped her tears, got up and poured a bowl of tea, and brought it over to feed Ou Zhengxue.

Ou Zhengxue drank a few sips of warm tea, and the warm hot tea warmed from his mouth to his stomach. She was stunned for a moment, at this time, she was already very sure of her situation.

Ou Zhengxue looked much more conscious, her face was a little bloody, and her voice was more comfortable.

"Qing'er......" Ou Zhengxue just spoke, and found that her voice was hoarse, as piercing as her nails scraping against a glass blackboard, trying to make people scratch the wall. Maybe it's the reason why this "lady" is sick?

"Lady, what are your orders?" The little girl sat at the head of the bed, looking at her with a gentle smile.

"Qing'er, what year is this year? Where is this? I...... Who am I? What does it do? I'm a little dizzy, and I can't remember things very well. Ou Zhengxue pretended to be amnesiac and held her forehead.

"Lady, have you forgotten?! It's no wonder that the lady has been in a coma for a long time. However, the lady won't even remember her name, right?! The lady's name is Ou Zhengxue, and she was picked up by Jiang's mother when she was begging on the street. Can the lady remember? ......" Qing'er shook her arm and looked at her expectantly.

Fortunately, fortunately, I still call myself Ou Zhengxue, but ...... Picked up? Jiang's mother? Why does it sound wrong?! Could it be that this is ......

"It's the sixth year of Zhenguan, and it's the seventh day of August. Lady, you've been sick for more than half a year. Qing'er held Ou Zhengxue's arm and continued to speak, and the corners of her eyes were red for a while.

Zhenguan for six years?! She was reborn in the Tang Dynasty? Although she loves ancient literature, in addition to studying and solving cases, she likes to study this prosperous Tang Dynasty the most, but it doesn't mean that she can accept it casually!! She was stunned for a moment, and she really didn't react!!

Seeing Ou Zhengxue's expression becoming more and more surprised and puzzled, Qing'er said worriedly: "Lady, you are the number one brand of our Xianyin Pavilion, famous in the capital, is it possible, lady, you don't remember anything at all?" ”

Miscellaneous...... Shenma ?!! Xianyin Pavilion top ?!!

"Sell, sell, sell...... Body?! Prostitutes ...... Woman?! Her eyes widened, and they almost fell out. No way? Oh my God, you're kidding me!!