After cultivating immortals for so many years, for ordinary people, Bai Chuwei only needed a glance to see if he had human blood on his hands.

Zhao Yu had blood on his hands, and that blood was related to Zhang Ling.

Bai Chuwei thought about it carefully and knew what was going on.

"Xiaoling, I cut the fruit for you." Zhao Yu's magnetic and laughing voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Ling's face turned pale, what should she do now?

Before she could speak, Zhang Ling found that the door suddenly opened from the outside, and Zhang Ling's face turned even whiter.

"How did you get in?"

Zhao Yu held a fruit bowl with a bright fruit knife on the plate, and waved the key in his hand with a smile: "Oh, there is a key." ”

"Let's have some fruit."

The soles of Zhang Ling's feet were cold, and she suddenly regretted that her intestines were blue......

If they had agreed to cooperate with Bai Chuwei just now, the two of them should be sitting together for dinner now!

Where else is there such a play?

Zhang Ling looked at the bright fruit knife on it, and was a little reluctant.

Zhao Yu's eyes gradually cooled, and just before he stretched out his hand, the doorbell outside the door rang.

Zhao Yu hesitated, turned around and walked outside, scolding in his mouth: "Why is there still someone coming at this time?" ”

As soon as the door opened, several police officers rushed in, "I just received a report that there is a murderer." ”

Zhang Ling was stunned, looked down at the WeChat interface, and stared at the phone screen.

[Your ancestor: I called the police for you ten minutes ago, no thanks.] ]

[Your ancestor: So now, twenty-eight points.] ]

Zhang Ling: "......"

*

Bai Chuwei threw the apple core into the trash and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

Xueqiu sat in front of the mobile phone lens, took a picture of the rat's face, and also turned on the beautification function.

Snowball held her bulging cheeks and squeaked in surprise: 'I'm thin, I'm thin.' ’

Bai Chuwei: "Please don't deceive yourself. ”

Xueqiu sat on the desk and looked at Bai Chuwei with a curious expression: "Ancestor, you told that Zhang Ling that her son is dead, is she still in the mood to cooperate with you to open a beauty salon at this time?" ’

This should be crying and crying and busy with funerals, right?

Bai Chuwei sat back after washing her hands, and said in a light tone: "People can't be resurrected after death, and those who are alive must continue to live." Zhang Ling, now that her husband and son are gone, she will urgently need a support. ”

In this world, there is no one more powerful to rely on than the ancestors.

So as long as Zhang Ling is not confused, no matter how sad she is, she will definitely cooperate with her.

So, don't worry about this at all.

This incident alarmed Yang Shuhui, and Zhang Ling was almost helped out of the police station by Yang Shuhui.

Zhao Yusheng did not admit any criminal acts.

And Zhang Ling contacted her son's classmates on the Internet, and a group of international students said that they had not heard of Zhang Liang, an international student, and asked her if she was mistaken?

Zhang Ling's whole heart was cold, and she already knew that her son was more than lucky.

Yang Shuhui looked at Zhang Ling's dead white face, sighed and said, "I'll help you go home and have a good rest, forget about cooperating with my niece to open a beauty salon, I'll notify her another day." ”

Yang Shuhui thought that a male college student dating by her friend turned out to be a murderer, and maybe he also killed Zhang Ling's biological son!

The thought that Zhang Ling had been dating a murderer for months and had lived under the same roof for several days made me frightened.

Zhang Ling suddenly shook off Yang Shuhui's hand, and said in a crying voice but extremely firmly: "No...... I must cooperate! ”