Shangguan Jiyue's heart jumped inexplicably, the temperament that this man exuded by chance, she actually felt a little familiar. Another boundless moon-white figure of Tsinghua flashed in his mind for no reason.

After realizing what she was thinking, she shook her head, shook the thoughts that popped into her head, and smiled helplessly. What exactly was she thinking? How did you think of Shen Peifeng?

Suddenly, she felt a burning gaze beside her firmly fixed on her body, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Huang Fuchen's suddenly gloomy face.

Immediately afterwards, Shangguan Jiyue felt a tightness around his waist, and he was strongly held by the man in the crook of his arm. The man's arms clamped tightly around her waist like iron pincers. Through several layers of thin clothing, Shangguan Jiyue could clearly feel that the heat emanating from his palm was burning the skin around her waist.

"Don't look at him!" The man lowered his head, and the clear voice sounded in her ears, faintly tinged with a hint of displeasure and command.

Shangguan Jiyue was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Huang Fuchen also thinks that there is a shadow of someone on this post-mortem work? The answer is yes, otherwise he would not have declared his ownership so forcefully in public.

So, is he jealous? Just because this guy has a little bit of temperament that resembles Shen Peifeng? That said, that's a bit too stingy.

And in fact, Huang Fuchen was indeed jealous.

Shen Peifeng is the man he hates the most in this life, and there is no one. But what is the work of this autopsy? There is actually a faint hint of the gentle aura of that person. Even if he knew that this pretentious work could not be Shen Peifeng, but in his heart, he was extremely repulsive to this handsome-looking man who didn't look like a pretentious man as much as he hated Shen Peifeng.

Just when the two of them were thinking about it a thousand times, the young servant had already walked to the side of the corpse covered with a white cloth, set up all the autopsy tools, and reached out to lift the white cloth on the corpse.

Shangguan Jiyue was stunned on the spot after only one look, she only felt her body stiffen, and her blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

It was still the corpse of the woman on the river beach, purple clothes and white skin...... But she didn't have a face. To be exact, her entire face was dug up by life.

What kind of person is so ruthless that he is so vicious to a weak woman? Not only did he drain her blood, but he also stripped the skin off her face!

Shangguan Jiyue noticed that the moment the young man saw the corpse, the movement of his hand was also obvious, obviously he didn't expect to see such a corpse.

But the young man only paused slightly, and his complexion did not change much. He quickly regained his composure and continued with his routine check-up.

"Female, between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, died around the ugly hour last night. There were many wounds on the body, and the blood was drained......"

During the whole process, his face was always indifferent, his voice was smooth and light, and his movements were also very neat, not at all dragging mud and water, and there was no sense of stagnation.

Shangguan Jiyue faintly admired this man who looked elegant in her heart, this person's psychological endurance was simply too strong.

It wasn't until the white cloth covered the face of the female corpse again that Shangguan Jiyue's heart felt a little more comfortable, and her body gradually warmed up.

The results of the autopsy were all superficial and did not yield any valuable clues. Huang Fuchen seemed to have expected this result a long time ago, standing beside Shangguan Jiyue and never saying a word.

It's just that his cold gaze swept over the handsome face from time to time, and the bottom of his eyes was obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, there was a commotion outside, and a fat, middle-aged woman with heavy makeup covered her face with a handkerchief, and cried and shouted her name like smoke and broke in.

As she entered, a heavy aroma of fat powder filled the entire morgue. Mixed with the ** taste of the corpse, Shangguan Jiyue couldn't help but show her eyebrows slightly.

When the disgusting fat woman saw the lilac clothes on the woman's corpse, she immediately cried louder: "My life is like smoke! Why did you just leave your mother and leave......"

Even though she cried loudly, there was no trace of heartache on her white flour-like face, and not a single tear fell from her eyes.

"Are you sure this is Ruyan?" Huangfu Chen's cold voice suddenly sounded, the fat woman's body shook, and the crying stopped abruptly.

Perhaps frightened by the powerful coercion and cold aura that Huang Fuchen inadvertently exuded, the old bustard spoke a little slurred: "I...... Recognize the clothes on the cigarette's body, the ...... It was one of her favorites......" she said, and she pointed to a gold bracelet on the corpse's wrist, and continued tremblingly, "This bracelet was given to her by a customer last time...... Her ......, at the time...... I was also there, and I liked it so much that I ......wore it all the time."

Shangguan Jiyue looked in the direction of the old bustard's finger, and really saw that the female corpse was hanging on the outside, with a golden bracelet on her wrist.

Shangguan Jiyue's eyes flashed slightly, and she had already determined in her heart: the gold bracelet was still there, and the murderer was not killing for money.

"Since it's your family like smoke, then you go and see her." Huang Fuchen spoke again, his voice so cold that he could freeze a cow to death.

Shangguan Jiyue was a little surprised, and raised her eyes to look at Huangfu Chen, but saw that his face was expressionless, his eyes were calm, and he didn't see anything unusual at all.

When the old bustard heard this, he trembled and stepped forward, and stretched out a hand tremblingly from afar, pinched it with two fingers, lifted the corner of the white cloth, and only glanced sideways. The old bustard suddenly leaned back, gasped, rolled his eyes, and fell softly.

I was scared and fainted.

At this time, the young man shook his head slightly, walked over slowly, and stabbed the old bustard's acupoint with a silver needle, and the old bustard slowly woke up.

When she opened her eyes and saw the young man, she was obviously excited, and her voice trembled with the afterglow of fright, and she said tremblingly: "Jia ...... Doctor Jia, you ...... How did you end up here?! ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Jiyue and Huangfu Chen were stunned at the same time, and looked at the man who was half-squatting in front of the old bustard.

As if sensing the gaze of the two, the man slowly stood up, his face was calm, and he bowed his hand slightly to Shangguan Jiyue and Huangfu Chen, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant: "Xingbai has seen His Royal Highness King Chen, and he has seen General Qi. ”

Shangguan Jiyue was slightly stunned: "You're not a fool?!" ”

"General Qi laughed, he is a doctor below, not a pretend."

"Then why are you here?!" It was Huang Fuchen who spoke, his clear voice was extremely cold, and his dark starry eyes looked at Jia Xingbai and was deep.

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