Chapter 281: We Know You Want to Do A Psychiatric Appraisal for Him
"Ningxiang, I want to tell the world that I will protect you. But first, you belong to me. Jinmo turned around, lifted her hands with both hands, and let her look at herself, "Look at me, in this world where there is only us, I am in front of you, and you are in front of me." Whenever you are in an empty environment, don't forget that you have me in front of you and you in front of me. ”
"So, what if you don't love me anymore? Love is difficult to keep fresh, and cheating in marriage is not uncommon. ”
"There will always be someone in front of you, and there will always be someone who will guard you. You're not alone. ”
Maybe it's because of his sincere attitude, maybe it's because it's bright today, just like the sparkling river that day, Ning Xiang even feels that standing by the river with him today, this scene is as beautiful as a dream, better than the engagement ceremony, and better than the upcoming wedding ceremony, there will be, after giving birth to a baby, there will be a marriage ceremony, right?
"I'll remember. We are one body and mind. "The fragrant pear vortex is swirling with happiness that has nowhere to go.
Scorching sun, warm sun.
The temperature is still very low.
She snuggled up to her shoulder and watched the sparkling waves in the distance.
In the afternoon, Jin Mo patted her on the back, coaxed Ning Xiang to fall asleep, and went to the study to busy his company's business, close to three o'clock, just before Wang Xuan was about to arrive, he received an unfamiliar number.
"Hello, I'm Qin Ming." Strange and familiar voices.
Qin Ming? Jinmo was also too busy and blurted out, "Dad! ”
The other party was also stunned, and the two spoke at the same time, and the person on the phone was anxious to say, "I'm not Qin Ming." ”
And what Jin Mo said was, "You are that Qin Ming." ”
"A visit to the police station, I have made some new discoveries." Qin Ming's voice was still lazy, and his tone of voice was like an acquaintance talking.
"Will it be a long time?" Jinmo took his mobile phone and walked out of the study, glancing at Ning Xiang, who was sleeping, worried that he would not be able to eat dinner with her.
"You can go at any time." Qin Ming replied with a smile.
Half an hour later, Jin Mo galloped into the urban area with many buildings and intertwined streets, and he had already seen Qin Ming more than ten minutes later.
He was flipping through a large notebook, and the spacious conference room was reserved for the man in the sea of case files, giving people a sense of bizarreness.
"Sit down!" Qin Ming raised his head, nodded shallowly, and didn't smile.
Ban Mo's face was expressionless, still an inconsequential expression, he didn't think Qin Ming could ask anything.
"Did you find anything?"
"No, but I never figured it out."
"What?"
"How on earth did a person kill a person who didn't enter the room and didn't come out of the room? What exactly does the poison attach to? Qin Ming said faintly, "Actually, recently I found a basic detective novel, it seems that there are items that can be attached to poison alone, and the victim eats it himself, and there will be no traces around." ”
"In this room, except for the lucky bag, there is indeed no cyanide or chemical detected on any item, I remember the test results at that time." Jinmo sat down across from him, away from the yellowish papers, his legs folded, looking lazy.
If you don't know the two well, you think they're friends.
"We know you're going to do a psychiatric evaluation." Qin Ming smacked his tongue a little helplessly, "Actually, from a son-in-law's point of view, I can understand." But is it appropriate for the murderer to go unpunished and the victim to regret it for the rest of his life? I don't think so, but these two pains actually coincide in you, and your identity is really very sensitive. ”
"I don't think it's him." Jinmo closed his eyes slightly, but he couldn't help but shake his eyebrows, and the hand holding the armrest tightened a little.
"There are also people who do things that make others feel the opposite." Qin Ming stopped flipping through the document, and his slightly open lips froze.