Chapter 62: Let the Dead Speak
Yun Qiange, who had rested for a few days, saw that she was almost recovered, and began to work on the case, she couldn't forget that the mother asked her to find out the murderer within three months, although it was a good thing not to go to court for these three months, but it was a big deal not to find the murderer for three months, for the sake of her own life, she still decided to do the right thing.
She flipped through the pages of the list handed to her by her subordinates, and asked casually, "How many suspects are there on this?" ”
Sun, moon, light, and light, the four of them knelt on one knee on the ground, and the black-clothed Sun replied respectfully: "Princess Hui, there are more than two thousand in total." ”
Yun Qiange rubbed her temples a little weakly, it seems that there are really a lot of people who have offended in her previous body, and she has not lived a day of worry-free.
"How many important suspects have been checked?"
The day handed over a list: "There are about 100 people, and these 100 people have hibiscus flowers in their homes, and some of their family members also wear bells." ”
"Well, got it, let's go down." Yun Qiange swept the people on the list, some she knew and some didn't know, she opened the drawer and put the list in, changed into a black dress, put on a black shawl, tied her hair with a black ribbon, took the tools that she had ordered someone to prepare in the morning and walked out of the house.
In the falling leaves, a man in white moved like a butterfly, he pinched the hem of his clothes, blinked his clear eyes, and said with a soft and glutinous sweet air: "Bad guy, bad guy, where are you going, take Ning'er with you." ”
She smiled at him, her eyes were full of doting: "Ning'er, I have something important to do, you go to play with Huoyue first, and I'll accompany you another day." ”
"Don't, I'm going to go with the bad guys." He shook the hem of her clothes with the nausea rolling in his stomach, and he wanted to see what she could find.
Looking at the flash of darkness in Shangguan Ning's eyes, Yun Qiange sighed in his heart, this person is not tired of pretending to be an idiot, she is tired for him, and she does not expose him: "Are you sure you want to go?" ”
"Uh-huh." The man nodded his head a few times like a chicken pecking rice, and he could see that his willingness was extremely strong.
"Alright then, you can follow if you want." When Yun Qiange turned around and got into the sedan chair, the cute smile on the man's face was long gone, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile, and she must not be allowed to find out anything unfavorable to him.
Waiting for the carriage, Yun Qiange carefully advised: "Ning'er, I'm going to investigate the case this time, if you're scared for a while, close your eyes, or wait for me outside the morgue, don't disturb my judgment, don't make a sound, okay?" ”
"Well, Ning'er swears, she will be very well-behaved." He raised his hand, his head was as cute as garlic, and he looked like he was swearing.
Looking at his innocent appearance, Yun Qiange thought about it in his heart, everyone in the princess's mansion knew about his injury, but Shangguan Ning, as her husband, had never visited her, this was the first time he took the initiative to come to her since she was injured, and he insisted on following him to judge the case, which was really a bit strange.
She propped her hand on the edge of the window, lifted the curtain, looked at the street scenery casually, and asked inadvertently: "If I am really unlucky, if I had come out of prison earlier, I would have seen the scene of the murder, and now I don't know which of the eight lambs destroyed the murder property, so I can't extract evidence." ”
As soon as these words came out, Shangguan Ning snorted, his big eyes were full of panic, and he said urgently for her: "Isn't that bad guy unable to catch the murderer?" ”
"No, because I have a way to make the dead speak." The woman's cold voice echoed faintly in the sedan chair.