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After listening, Si Gui opened his mouth wide for a long time and was speechless: "Zhen Yi you, Zhen Yi me, God, I really haven't thought about it, you have such great courage, so shameless."

"..."

Zhen Yi kicked her off with a kick.

After the trouble, he sighed again, saying,

"I think it's worth it because I like it. I will think so much about it. Now think about it, I don't regret it at all, I don't feel embarrassed, but I am very happy. The time is actually precious.

Si Gui didn't ask why he was separated, but only said: "Now, will it be chased again?"

"No," Zhen Yi replied affirmatively.

She never loves to grab things with women.

Si Gui only sighed: "The last question."

"what?"

"Did you go to bed?"

"..."

Zhen Yi gave her a white glance.

Actually, many things were done after being together.

It's just that she grabbed the handle and hugged while he was not prepared to make a sudden attack. The first kiss was deceived by her. At first, and that time, on a hot summer day, she forced him to hide in a narrow, dark and sultry wardrobe.

Zhen Yi raised her eyebrows: "In short, no matter who he is with, he will definitely think of me."

"Cut, start your narcissistic super invincible universe again."

"It sounds like you met me the first day." Zhen Yi raised his head. "The term narcissism was invented for me."

Unconsciously, a lot of past memories emerged. For a time, Yange always carried chocolate with her. She thought he liked it, and she was jealous unreasonably.

She blocked his way and banged in front of him: "You like chocolate so much, why don't you eat me? I'm delicious."

"You ..." He curled his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and said, "I really want to cover my eyes."

At that time, there was no word "can't bear to look directly".

"I'll cover it for you." She jumped up and took her mouth to kiss his beautiful eyes

Si Gui heard it and said nothing, "Zhen, it turns out that your cheeky face is now more convergent than when you were a teenager."

Zhen Yi laughed.

But he saw Si Gui stand up and waved behind her: "Prosecutor Yin, here!"

Prosecutor Yin? Is it?

Zhen Yi turned around and saw the young man in casual clothes. Unlike a straight suit in the court, he lost his sharpness and seemed to be casual. He was originally one of the best lawyers in the country. Later turned into a prosecutor. Coupled with his handsome appearance and outstanding temperament, many female lawyers regard him as a male god.

The male **** family is very rich, he started his office as a boss when he graduated, but he is not an embroidered toilet but a inspirational potential stock. Focusing on his career and having no time to take care of his private life, he became a barrister in just a few years. Later, he turned to the muddy water of a lawyer and became a prosecutor!

This time Lin Ziyi was killed, he was the prosecutor of the prosecution.

Zhen Yi is very familiar with the male god, not only because she and Yang Zi held notebooks to listen to his debate in the court when they were practicing lawyers, and regarded him as an idol;

More because ...

"Senior Yin Duo!" She stood up and bowed.

Yes. They came from a middle school.

In middle school, the grades are clear. The lower grades greet the upper grades, and they must bend down. At that time, Zhen Yi ignored them and called the name by standing upright;

Speaking of that, when she didn't meet the words, Zhen Yi also coveted his beauty.

Yin Duo stood still and looked down at her:

"Zhen Yi." The voice is very mellow, it seems that people who make a living by speaking have a good voice.

"The senior still remembers me?" She was flattered. For girls, it is a great honour to be remembered by the senior high school ten years ago.

"Why don't you remember?" Yin Duo smiled, his eyes stretched when he smiled.

When he was in his second year of high school, the school was jumped by a junior girl for three years. The girl who just entered the school chased the second grader of the second grade, and gradually, the whole city knew it.

And in the last two years of his middle school years, he always saw a colorful girl, like a butterfly and a cuckoo, dancing for a while and playing the guitar for a while; he didn't know where she came up with so many tricks.

Once he hurried into the school, she rushed up to hand him a handbill, grinning at him, as bright as a sunflower, he was stunned, she turned around and handed out flyers to others.

At first glance, he painted cute cartoons, a witch and two Q children, a line of crooked color words: the director of training did not allow me to fall in love, please vote for me and words! Hulala!

It was as if she had already caught her hand.

After going to college, he occasionally called his younger sister, and inadvertently asked: "How is that little girl named Zhen Yi?"

"I'm still chasing it! Last week she painted the walls of the teaching building with graffiti, depicting her happy life with words and words. The students all took photos with their mobile phones, and all the students from other schools came out of class. Haha, so lively, But she was scolded by the director of the Discipline Office, and she painted white paint outside the teaching building without class for a whole day. It was so cute. "

He couldn't cry or laugh; unconsciously, everybody mentions her, she will be amused, bored and depressed in the middle school time, there is such a person, even if it is not for you, it also brings you a colorful.

After listening to Yin Duo's words, Zhen Yi was very conscious: "Oh, I did so many embarrassing things, it seems not difficult to remember." The smile was not ashamed.

"No. It's fine." Yin Duo relieved briefly, and what to say, Zhen Yi first said: "I'm really sorry this time, I thought I could compete with the seniors, it seems that I have no chance."

Confident and independent when speaking, he never loses his temperament in the face of the best prosecutor, always takes challenges as challenges, and boldly looks forward to confronting them.

How can it take a girl like this to chase a boy for three years?

Yin Duo said: "However, things don't seem to be over yet."

"Not over?" Zhen Yi looked strange, looking at Si Gui.

Si Gui took it seriously: "There are many twists and turns. Originally, Suo Lei had serious suspicions, and the police's hunt down documents were all down. As a result, he ran to the police station."

"Surrender?"

"No, he said that he escaped because he was afraid and wanted to go to Tang Yu. Later, he was worried about the police's suspicion before explaining. He knew nothing about the murder."

"Do you believe that?"

"No way. Tang Yu's confession could not convict Suo Lei." Yin Duo smiled when he talked about work, and looked more handsome and calm.

Zhen Yi: "Tang Yu's testimony is useless?"

"She said that when she went to ecstasy, she bought high-end wines for high-end sales. The love drug was for fun with Suo Lei. As for the crime scene, she hadn't been there and didn't know if Suo Lei killed it." Lei ran fortunately, at least the suspect had an excuse to escape; he was annoyed when he came back. Lin Ziyi died, and the superior was driving us crazy. "

Yin Duo said in a low voice: "We have investigated the relationship circle between Suo Lei and Lin Ziyi, and there is no intersection. That is to say, although Suo Lei's escape is suspicious, but in theory he has no motivation to kill."

No motivation to kill?

Zhen Yi was surprised, "When I questioned him, why didn't he refute?"

"He said he thought it was Tang Yu and was afraid to give her trouble by saying the wrong thing."

"This ... how could it be?"

Yin Duo said: "So, Zhen Yi, although this is wrong, do you know who the murderer is?"

Zhen Yi was stunned and shook her head: "I don't know."

"It seems that it may become an open case." He is not without regret. This kind of unsolved case will make the prosecutor most worried.

At this time, Zhen Yi's phone rang, and Song Yi asked her to join the appointment. Zhen Yi specially asked Yin Duo's phone before leaving.

The more I think on the road, the worse I am:

This case is too weird. Each suspect is a bit wrong, but the suspect can always be transferred due to the insertion of other suspects, just like a circle.

The police kept staring at ecstasy, and they could not throw out the **** carpet or the like. It must be washed off. But blood stains can also be detected after washing. But why has forensic medicine never been found

Wait!

Suddenly, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately sent a message to Si Gui: No. 31 may not be the room where the crime occurred.

Song Yi ’s apartment is in a high-end residential area with exquisite decoration.

Zhen Yi looked around in occupational diseases, the living room was tidy, and there was nothing wrong with it. A strange black and white modern painting hung on the wall, like a black figure, screaming in horror with wide eyes.

At first glance, it was appalling and familiar.

Song Yi was beautiful at home, wearing a tight red sweatshirt.

Zhen Yi was surprised: "It's okay to demolish the plaster so early?"

"I'll be careful. You sit first, I'll pour tea." She was unexpectedly polite.

There was a script on the coffee table, and Zhen Yi opened it easily.

Song Yi is very good, no matter what type of role he can handle well. Perhaps it is talent.

Looking at it, Zhen Yi felt that the lines seemed to be similar, but they couldn't remember it.

Looking back at the cover of the script, she found the script she saw in the hospital a few days ago, but it was not a lawyer's, and there was no conversation she heard at the door of the ward that day.

Song Yi served the tea and took the contract: "Sorry, let you come again."

Her friendly attitude makes Zhen Yi not used to it: "No, it just happened to find you."

"what's up?"

"Want to ask face to face. Song Yi, did you really see the murderer?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Answer me first. Is the murderer really a woman?"

"Yes." She stood up and looked down at her, "Do you have to doubt me again?"

"I just thought that before Lin Ziyi died, you knew he would die. You must be connected to the murderer."

Song Yi is completely out of friendship: "Why do you say that?"

"Theoretically speaking, the first suspect is Wu Zhe, but he is out of spirit and has seen your startling screams; you appear on the monitor with your hair on the curtains, but you passed the polygraph and killed The motive is indirect; you said that the murderer was a female, and the hospital said that the woman who sent Wu Zhe to the hospital was a female, which led us to Tang Yu, but she could not calculate the time of the deceased, nor could she complete the murder alone, and turned to Suo Lei; People saw Suo Lei killing people, and he had no motive for killing people at all. One by one, it was like someone brought us into a well-designed circle.

Everyone has suspicions, but everyone has a way out. Song Yi, you are smart. Not only do you refuse to confess to the murderer, in fact you are interfering with the case and protecting the murderer. If so, I will not help you! "

"I don't have it." Song Yi looked cold and indifferent for a while, and put away all the delicious food on the table very naively, "I'm not welcome you anymore, you go."

"Oh," Zhen Yi speculated, "Today you treat me as a friend."

Song Yi's face stiffened: "No."

Zhen Yi got up, but saw a large spread of bright red blood on the floor, and Song Yi's ankle was dripping with blood. She was startled: "Can't you feel the pain? The wound on your leg cracked. Let's go to the hospital."

Song Yi pushed her away in disgust: "You don't have to be kind, I have an assistant. You doubt me, let the police catch me!"

She knew that she was stubborn and decided to go out to call her assistant first, and after a few steps she couldn't help but look back: "Song Yi, is your relationship with Tang Shang really as irresistible as the outside world says?"

Song Yili couldn't see the expression clearly in the light by the window, and seemed to sneer: "Zhen Yi, do you want to say I am the murderer?"

Zhen Yi didn't answer, referring to the horror painting in the living room, "I have seen it. Was it painted by Wu Zhe? Song Yi, you protect the murderer, or you are the murderer, whichever should be for Tang Shang?"

Song Yi walked from the sun, her beautiful face returned to darkness, and suddenly became fierce. She grabbed her and pushed outward quickly: "You roll! Roll!"

Zhen Yi was pushed out of the door by her, and Song Yi was stuck in the crack of the door, staring at her closely, sad, disappointed, fleeting, returning to the silence:

"Zhen Yi, you said let me be absolutely honest with you, I did it. But did you believe it? Oh, you made me a joke."

Zhen Yi was too late to open her mouth, and the door slammed shut.

She stood outside the door, feeling depressed like sinking into the deep sea.

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