Chapter 292: It doesn't feel good to be hanging in the air under your feet
"Compare the blood type of the adopted daughter of the dream family."
A cold voice suddenly appeared at the door of the identification center.
The two of them looked up and saw that it was the Asura Great Demon King.
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Qin covered his face deeply.
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Ying Zhiming was speechless.
He looked sideways and looked at Qin Shenshen.
Ying Zhiming: Rub, you told Sheng Chong that you came to the police station to look for me?
Ying Zhiming felt cold in his heart, and felt that he was a pill.
Qin Shenshen: I mispassed the photo of the bloodstains to Sheng Chong.
Ying Zhiming: ......
There is a kind of rush to escape, is it swollen?
Sheng Chong walked up to Qin Shenshen in a few steps and glanced down at her.
Seeing that she was still that dumbfounded, she seemed a little dissatisfied.
He casually took off her glasses.
The big hand flicked her head, and the curls were messed up.
Out of nowhere, he pulled out a hairpin and pinned the broken hair together.
After doing this, he held his chin and looked at it a few times, and after feeling satisfied, he led the person towards the forensic doctor.
Ying Zhiming was ignored the whole time.
Ying Zhiming: ......
I am air, I do not exist......
"How do you know I'm at the police station?"
Qin looked up deeply and asked Sheng Chong.
"You sent me a picture of the bloodstains."
Sheng Chong replied lightly.
Such an answer made Qin deeply intuitively doubt his IQ.
Sheng Chong meant that he could guess when he saw Qin Shenshen sending him a photo of the bloodstains, and she would definitely take the bloodstain samples to the police station for identification.
MMP, there is a kind of IQ that is crushed by the foot is swollen!
"Master of the Sheng family!"
The forensic doctor saw Sheng Chong and quickly greeted him.
His eyes lit up, and he looked like a brainless fan.
Wipe! Another brain-dead fan!
Qin Shenshen only dared to cast a contemptuous look at the forensic doctor.
I don't know if Sheng Chong noticed Qin Shen's small movements.
When Qin Shen made movements, his big hand gently rubbed the top of her head.
"Don't make a fuss."
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"Do you have any information about the adopted daughter of the Dream Family?"
Sheng Chong turned around and asked Ying Zhiming.
Ying Zhiming regained his sense of existence.
He walked over and nodded in reply.
"Yes."
Ying Zhiming finished answering, and went back to the office to get the computer.
The computer of the identification center does not need his account.
The medical examiner quickly compared the bloodstains.
The results were not long in coming.
It's actually the same blood type as the adopted daughter of the dream family.
Seeing this, Qin was a little puzzled for a moment.
Meng Jiao disappeared, but her phone appeared in Meng Dali's office.
And the bloodstains are the adopted daughter of the dream family.
The adopted daughter of the dream family goes out with a veil and does not show her true face.
Mengjiao's habits, personality, and fickleness.
It's all weird.
There is also Ping Baoman, who cares so much about the missing Mengjiao.
It's all very wrong.
Qin muttered deeply, reciting these strange places.
Sheng Chong was on the side, and he heard it immediately.
"Do you think Mengjiao is Ping Baoman's biological daughter?"
Sheng Chong asked lightly.
"Hmm."
Qin nodded deeply.
She told Sheng Chong what she thought was strange.
"Go and check, when Mengjiao settled under Ping Baoman's household registration, you will know."
Sheng Chong's words immediately made Qin react deeply.
As soon as she saw Ying Zhiming coming in with a computer, she immediately said.
"Zhiming, by the way, check when Mengjiao settled down!"
Ying Zhiming heard this and nodded.
When I clicked on Kaiping Baoman's household registration information, I found that Mengjiao had actually moved to his household registration in the past year.
And it was moved from the imperial capital to his household registration.
This made all three of them feel strange.
Meng Dali actually let Meng Jiao move out of the imperial capital and settle in the city?
It's so perverse.
Ying Zhiming took it easy and checked Ping Baoman's assets again.
There is no special, divisible property.
This is even more bizarre.
"Check it, 20 years ago, Ping Baoman's household registration information."
The city 20 years ago was not a city.
The city has only begun to be planned and developed in recent years, and it is a new type of city.
Twenty years ago, the city was just a rural village.
It is difficult to find out what the countryside was like 20 years ago.
Moreover, 20 years ago, there were no computers in rural areas, and all information was written by hand, which made it more difficult to find.
Ying Zhiming spent some time checking the information that had been entered, and sure enough, he didn't find it.
"I can only go to the city's database."
Ying Zhiming said.
When Ying Zhiming said about the city, Qin Shenshen immediately remembered that fat nonsense.
She couldn't help frowning, and raised her eyes to look at Sheng Chong.
Sheng Chong seemed to know what Qin Shen was thinking, but he lowered his head slightly.
"You think I'm afraid of the road bill?"
When Sheng Chong asked this sentence, his eyebrows were slightly raised, looking a little joking.
"Every time you see, you look patient. Isn't it jealous? ā
Qin asked with deep confusion.
When Sheng Chong heard this, his eyebrows raised even more obviously.
The corners of his mouth pulled out an arc, and his eyes flashed slightly, as if he was smiling.
"It's not a fear."
He replied quietly.
As he spoke, his big hand involuntarily rubbed Qin Shenshen's head.
Like a pamper.
Qin shook it deeply, a little unhappy that Sheng Chong rubbed her hair.
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Qin Shen was deep in the morning, when he was still sealed by the warm quilt.
saw Sheng Chong carrying the sunlight on his back, waved his big hand, and instantly unsealed the sealed quilt.
Qin Shen was on all fours, holding Sheng Chong's pillow in his hand.
She had a hara at the corner of her mouth, and she was snoring through her nose.
When you are sleeping soundly.
was picked up by Sheng Chong.
The bubble on her nose burst instantly, and she woke up from her sleep.
"Huh?"
Qin opened his eyes deeply and looked towards Sheng Chong.
"Prosperous beauty?"
Qin raised his hand deeply and subconsciously, and his slender index finger pointed at Sheng Chong's jaw.
The corners of his mouth curled in a wicked arc.
Confused eyes have no focal length.
"Come, give me a smile for my master!"
If it was completely subconscious, she said it casually.
"Laugh? Scold. ā
The cold mockery suddenly spit out from Sheng Chong's eyebrows and eyes in front of him.
"Huh!?"
In an instant, she woke up from the beauty of the prosperous world in front of her.
"The Great Demon King!?"
Again, completely subconscious.
"The Great Demon King? Scold. ā
Mockery deepened.
"Ugh! eā¦ā¦ā
Qin Shen was busy hugging the pillow, looking left and right.
His eyes rolled, looking for a gap to escape.
By the way, I was sleeping just now, right?
For Mao, I will appear between Sheng Chong's fingers the next moment?
Qin Shen was a little dazed.
Raised his eyes and glanced at the cold man in front of him.
Uh, it seems that the face is very bad!
"Morning!"
Qin smiled deeply and greeted Sheng Chong.
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Sheng Chong stared at Qin Shen coldly, as if he had no intention of putting her down at all.
It doesn't feel good to be dangling under your feet.
Qin's deep and slippery feet shrunk.
They rubbed their toes together and rubbed them together.
She put her hands and feet on the pillow, pouting her ass and looking at Sheng Chong.
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