Beilin, I didn't know you didn't like perfume. Liu Ziliang didn't know for what purpose and said with a smile.

"There's so much you don't know."

An Su glanced at Liu Ziliang, there was also a pendant with a different style around Liu Ziliang's neck, but it was also a pendant made of perfume, and she wanted to remind her, but she didn't say anything.

Just let this scheming boy fend for himself.

Ansu actually deliberately raised her voice just now, so the fact that she didn't like perfume was heard by many people.

Qian was obviously not said, but he still took the initiative to take off the perfume on his body.

Seeing him move, the others also felt embarrassed by their perfume.

Dong next door didn't want to pick it, but Jia's daughter picked it, and the two of them were very close, and he wanted to advance and retreat with Jia's daughter, so he picked it himself.

Ansu gently curled the corners of her lips, and was pleasantly acused.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): The aura of this male protagonist is so good, what does it feel like to be faintly loved by everyone for some reason?

Eleven (Red): That's so cool.

Ruan's Shen Rong Knee (Orange): Anchor anchor, the big devil can't wave, the big devil must always remember that the reason why you are so arrogant and so cold is for their good.

Today's wood is more slag (red): Poofhaha, upstairs is really good!

Pompeii's Jade Exquisite (Red): It's a lot of fun in the water live broadcast room.

Ansu glanced at the comments lightly, then went on to observe the crowd.

When everyone picked it up about the same, Ansu found that everyone had perfume on their bodies, and this perfume was so magical that so many people liked it so much that they wanted to wear it on their bodies?

In the end, there were only detectives and Liu Ziliang, Liu Ziliang didn't know for what purpose, and he still had a playful smile on his face.

This made his face darkened.

Everyone's hearts seem to be stained with a touch of irritability, and the evidence collection is also a dog-style evidence collection, which completely destroys the scene, but in fact, the clues found are limited.

Ansu found the scent in question in everyone's room,

"Come, let's interrogate them one-on-one." The detective also saw that although everyone forcibly continued the game, they had no intention of playing at all, so the quick cue process was intended to end the game.

Unconsciously, Liu Ziliang once again came to Ansu's side, watching Ansu fiddle with this and that.

The weirdest thing is that there is a strange pampering on the face.

Ansu had already caught a glimpse of his expression with his peripheral eyes, but his scalp was numb and he didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Beilin, what are you doing in my room?" After a long time, he looked at Ansu as if he hadn't seen him, and he spoke.

He didn't feel embarrassed to watch others check his evidence for so long.

"I think you have a problem." Ansu didn't raise his eyes from the things he was fiddling with at all, and just stiffened back.

"Don't be so ruthless, okay?" Liu Ziliang took a step closer to Ansu with his long legs, and the faint smell of perfume on her body kept drilling into Ansu's nose.

The height of the two people is about the same, and when they look at each other, they are almost level with each other, but Liu Ziliang deliberately looks down on Ansu.

Liu Ziliang's behavior is undoubtedly playing with fire.

"Jiang ~ The detective called you." At this time, Bai Fumei's sweet voice interrupted the confrontation between the two.

It's not the coquettish appearance of being everywhere at the beginning, looking at Ansu's eyes becoming flat, and smiling bitterly.

And they didn't seem to find that the magnetic fields between Ansu and Liu Ziliang were not quite the same.

"Hmm." An Su gently put the evidence in his hand into his trouser pocket, then glanced at Liu Ziliang and left his room without squinting.

It was the room that had just been discussed, and the detective was looking at his little notebook, racking his brains to sort out the evidence, trying to find clues.

After hearing Ansu's footsteps, he still raised his head quickly and said lightly: "Sit." ”

"What does the detective want to ask me?" Ansu tidied up her tuxedo suit a little and sat down on a European-style upholstered chair.

"There's nothing to ask, I'll talk to you~" The detective is not much older than them, and he is still very skinny at this time, and it is difficult to distinguish between Ansu's amnesia and falsehood, but it is well known.

"Okay." Ansu nodded lightly, it was not good to talk to her, but she was good at talking to death.

"Who do you suspect?" With a slight paternalistic smile, the detective wiped his non-existent mustache slightly.

"Florist Liu." Ansu is honest and her tone is flat.

"Then why do you doubt him?" The detective showed eight teeth and looked at Ansu with a smile, Liu Ziliang was his person in a sense.

"You asked me who I suspected, and I didn't ask who the murderer was, do you need a reason to be suspicious?" Usually Ansu has a lot of smiles, but at this moment there is no at all.

Ansu successfully talked to Tian'er to death, and as a quasi-talkative psychologist, the detective didn't know how to pick it up.

The two of them were silent for a while, but An Su took out the evidence in his trouser pocket and spoke again: "The pocket watch in Liu Huajiang's place is a copy of my pocket watch, and he wants to impersonate me." ”

"What is this?"

"See for yourself." Ansu pushed the letter to the detective and didn't read it himself.

The content of the letter: Dear Liu, the pocket watch you asked me to make for you last time has been made, I guarantee that others will think that it is old and unclear, and no one will see that it is an imitation, so don't forget to give me the reward you said.

After reading the letter, the detective frowned slightly, and after a long time, his Liu also became a key suspect.

"I'll ask him later about the purpose of reproducing the pocket watch." The detective took the piece of paper and put it in his small notebook, and then looked up at Ansu again.

Ansu's gaze was open, and there was no opposition.

The detective pondered again and spoke: "Actually, I think you are quite suspicious, especially just now, they found out the truth in your room. ”

"Oh?" Ansu raised an eyebrow with interest.

"You really don't know?" The detective touched his chin and asked a rhetorical question.

There have been many temptations, and this kind of temptation, which was not obvious, has become pediatric in Anpo's eyes at this time.

Ansu smiled and replied, "Then I definitely don't know." ”

The detective opened his page and said to Ansu in the tone of his usual lecture to students: "The current Earl Jia is not your biological father, and of course it is possible that you are not a real young master. ”

"Oh." Ansu's reaction was flat.

The detective spoke slowly again: "Count Jia is the culprit of the kidnapping and robbery back then, and there is evidence in your room that you have secretly seen several of them talk to robbers, know about it, and intend to take revenge." ”