(Cat flutter Chinese) Last time, he also let himself learn how to lie, how can he be so unenterprising.

Jian Qing smoothed her hair, went back to the bed, and stared at a photo of a woman's palm sent by Jing Mohao.

At first glance, I knew that it was taken while Luoxi was sleeping, showing off that he had a wife, did he himself?

Do you have to abuse yourself even to take a photo?

It's been so long since Luo Xi came back, this guy just discovered the scar on Luo Xi's hand, how did he act like a wife protector?

What's the matter, doesn't he have to think about how to lie, how to become a resentful detective?

Staring at the obvious scar marks left on the picture, Jian Qing was worried again.

What reason can this give him, Luo Xi didn't let him say that Jing Mohao was poisoned and hurt people, but this wound was obviously a knife wound, how to explain it...

said that Luoxi committed suicide again, and scraped his palm when he jumped off the building to commit suicide?

If such a big thing is said, Jing Mohao will definitely give himself another charge of not reporting it...

And, with Luo Xi's skills, he jumped from the upper floor... Just scratched the hand ... Unlikely...

I don't even believe myself when I say it, let alone the clever Jing Mohao...

What reason could convince him and be in a good mood....

Jian Qing racked her brains and thought about it for a long time, but suddenly, with a move in her brain, she edited the text message and sent it.

Jing Mohao stared at the scar on Luo Xi's hand, waited for a full twenty minutes, and saw that the sky was about to dawn, the mobile phone screen lit up, and Jian Qing's text message finally returned.

Jing Mohaojun, who was waiting for the truth to come out, clicked on the information with cold eyes, but as a result, he saw a sentence that was even more concise than the text message he sent, "I don't know very well."

The man stood up suddenly, walked out of the master bedroom and entered the room, and called back directly with a stinky face.

Jian Qing was just about to lie down and sleep again, but was woken up again by the bell ringing again.

The whole heart lifted again.

It's really over, Jing Mohao came directly to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

He's the worst at lying, if only that dead madman were here, he's the best at this kind of thing...

Come on...

I can't hide from the fifteenth day of junior high school, so let's make the storm more violent...

Gritting his teeth, he pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Hao."

"Jian Qing, do you want to die?"

"It's not... I don't know..."

Does he have any other choice but to pretend to be stupid?

"You don't know, who knows?" The man's voice was full of certainty.

"That's... That, of course, is the person in question who knows best..."

After Jian Qing finished speaking, she almost wanted to praise her wit.

I said it was the person concerned, and I didn't say Luoxi's name directly, which was simply too witty.

Otherwise, Jing Mohao asked rhetorically, "How do you know it's Luo Xi's hand", and he was shot on the spot...

Unexpectedly, the man didn't accept the offer, and directly debunked it, "Jian Qing, wait until you are proficient in lying before you come to me to fight." ”

"Why did I lie?" Jian Qing's face turned pale, and her voice was full of incomprehension.

Jing Mohao snorted coldly at first, and then prompted, "As a doctor, when you see such a hand, under normal circumstances, the first time you don't ask whose hand it is and what happened, but let me ask the person concerned, saying that you are mentally retarded and wronged?" ”

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