Chapter 9: Bending and Stretching
Jian Qingxin knelt down reluctantly, and when his knees hit the ground, he comforted himself in his heart, the dead man of the ancients, the Ming Tombs have been dug up, the dead are big, worship it! Just like acting, she tore the sleeve of her sheepskin jacket, covered her black hand, and knocked her forehead up, "What does Dad command?" ”
Since she was a child, she was taught by her father that she must concentrate on doing things, and she has always adhered to this family motto, and she has never made a mistake in her previous life for thirty years.
"Daddy?" Zhao Di frowned, what kind of scolding words is this?
"No, I mean Daddy, ah, no, I mean Lord!" As soon as she was excited, it was really wrong and wrong, Jian Qing gradually became incoherent, she was not injured but had a stress reaction, she couldn't wait to swallow her tongue.
What's going on?
In the previous life, the owners were all fathers, Ma Dad, Yun Dad, a lot of them, write an online article, and the readers are also fathers, and they are used to it, and now they follow with a mouth.
"You want me to be your father?" King Yan leaned over, his elbows propped up on the edge of the kang, and Jian Qing looked at him levelly, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling.
As soon as Jian Qing raised his eyes, he saw that his double eyelids were folded beautifully, and the two parallel lines were cocked towards the tail together, with a little peach blossom smell.
"It's not impossible!" Jian Qing didn't think much about it, just figuring out the age of King Yan, and he didn't know the geometry of Gui Geng, and deigned to be a godson, for Jian Qing, who also worshiped Alipay as his father in his previous life, there was no psychological burden.
In the world, self-esteem can not be too strong, and it is a hero who can bend and stretch!
Zhao Di was choked up, "It's not that it can't", how many years has he not seen such a shameless child? However, it is not much different from the person who has no respect and humility in his eyes, and who is not much different from the ninth-rate old bustard, Zhao Di feels that he is dizzy and estimates that the other party doesn't know why.
Zhao Di has always been a fool under the knife. But Jian Qing didn't know that she relied on the confusion of strength to pick up a life.
"Oh, it's a pity I can't give birth to a son as big as you!" Zhao Difang is eighteen years old, Jian Qing is about fourteen years old, even if he gets married in his mother's womb, he really can't raise such a big son as Jian Qing, "Besides, I'm not interested in adopting a son." ”
Zhao Di straightened up and lay back, slowly closing his eyes, his movements were slow and exaggerated, which made Jian Qing, who was secretly looking at him, feel angry, is it necessary to depict a very undesirable look like she is so colorful?
"Get up!" Zhao Di was so angry that he raised his hand weakly, "I mean Zhang Du." Briefly, you can tell me concisely about the progress of your investigation! ”
Does it mean that Zhang Du got up, didn't let her get up? Jian Qing was also very angry, and she had already defined Zhao Di in the category of non-mainstream neurosis, she understood her purpose for coming here at the first sight of Zhao Di, Zhao Di definitely wanted to ask about the progress of the case, but why did she have to tell him 1510?
Jian Qing is a typical kind, you respect me, I respect you, if you don't make me feel good, I will definitely make you uncomfortable. She smiled doggedly, her eyes were bent like crescent moons, anyone would be in an inexplicable mood when they saw this signature Jian Qingxiao, and the gangsters could relax their vigilance.
It's a pity that Zhao Di does not belong to human beings. He still frowned, leaning on the back of the peony that was very incompatible with his style, and his cold white fingertips slowly rubbed the corners of his forehead, as if he was looking at a horn dog wagging its tail at him, "What, no progress?" ”
"That's right!" The three words had crawled into her throat and were swallowed by Jian Qingsheng, she was not ignorant of current affairs, but broke the rules of life for nearly thirty years, and then used new materials to make new structural rules, and replaced them with the rules that no one could do overnight.
"There are a few things that the untouchables need to confirm."
"What's the matter?" Zhao Di glanced at Zhang Du, and he didn't know what this glance meant, anyway, Zhang Du understood.
"First, the deceased Wang Puchu entered the city at the end of the third day, stayed in the store at the second hour, and worked the road, where was he drinking in the middle hour? Wang Pu's coachman also admitted that Wang Pu had not drunk alcohol before separating from him. ”
"Where do you think you've drunk it?"
"We have checked the inns, restaurants and green buildings in the city, and it is impossible that no one has seen Wang Pu as big as a living person coming in and out. Since he didn't see it, it means that he was not drinking in these public places, but in a private house. Lord Wang, does Wang Pu have a private house in Lingqiu? And his personal relations, the untouchables have no information. ”
"Personal relationships? What do you want his personal relationship to do? He was killed in Lingqiu, not in the south! ”
What an idiot!
Jian Qing's belly scolded, but he had to say patiently, "Lord Wang, if you don't investigate his personal relationship, how can you define this murder case?" Is it love killing? Vendetta? Or is it in the way of whose interests, robbing money? Robbing him of useful information? How do I lock down a suspect? ”
"What's the suspect?"
"Before the criminal department formally convicts the murderer, this person can only be called a suspect, not a criminal, which is a reverence for justice and the maintenance of social order."
Surprisingly, Zhao Di did not refute, Jian Qing felt that in such a worldly society, his argument that could be called common sense was about pleasing this prince with vested interests in society, not how high his ideological consciousness was.
Zhao Di glanced at Zhang Du again, Zhang Du turned to face Zhao Di, and bent down again to salute, "Yes!" And when he had finished speaking, he went down.
"What else?" Zhao Di was a little impatient, looking like he was clear about a lot of things.
Jian Qing swallowed his anger and greeted his ancestors for the eighteenth generation, and the feudal society killed people, while returning to normal, "On the night of the third day of the new year and the night of the fourth day of the first month, who has been to this room?" ”
"Why?"
"Huh?" Jian Qing doesn't have Zhang Du's kind of observation of words, he can think of what the leader didn't expect, he can understand what the leader didn't say, and he can understand the ability to grab power with the roundworms in Zhao Di's stomach every day, so naturally he can't understand Zhao Di's three concise words, what do they point?
Zhao Di had a feeling that he was going crazy, he closed his eyes, "Why do you want to check this room?" What are you suspecting? ”
I'm looking for who is going to kill me? But, Jian Qing will not say this, isn't this a fake public benefit? She believes that no matter how good Yan Wang's temper is, he will never allow anyone to fool him, which is the dignity of the superior and the taboo.
"The person who killed Wang Pu is a woman."
King Yan's eyelids lifted suddenly, looking at Jian Qing. If it was Zhang Du, he would definitely continue at this time, and continue to say it in detail, but Jian Qing has become a dead mussel again, the kind that can't be pried open, and even has a little sense of superiority that hangs people's appetite.
"Say!"
The tone was very calm, but Shen Cang, who was guarding at the door, had weak legs, his back was against the wall, and he pinched a cold sweat for the young man who was as thin as him inside.