The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

The two could no longer control it. When they rushed up, they looked inside. They could look at it and they were dizzy.

In the end, is the woman in the squatting house, have you seen such a squad on weekdays?

The miserable and desolation of the bones, the heart of the rushing people must stop!

I was busy with the two, and when they gasped, Yan Qin’s heart was asking: "Sir, this... this is really..."

"Yes."

Liu Weidao: "This is a girl. Although the bones are not yet well, the pelvis is good, the eyebrows, the skull, the forehead, the hindbrain, and various places to look up. It is indeed a girl."

Liu Xiaoli’s children’s words: “Why did they say that he is a young son? Is the son not a man?”

Liu Wei looked at the old lady and Mrs. Hou and said, "I think, the real Qiu Xiaogong, maybe still in the world."

When the country crossed, I heard this sentence.

He looked like a bell, and he quickly walked a few steps and went to Liu Wei. He looked at Liu Wei incredulously: "What are you talking about?"

Liu Wei is not humble, and looks straight into the eyes of the country: "I can't be sure if the little son survived, but I can be sure that this body is not a small son."

"The murderer should have been easy to pass on this corpse before, and licked your eyes. The corpse was sent back after a few months of disappearance. Probably the murderer thought that the child grew fast. After a while, you saw exactly the same as the younger son. The bones of the body will not be carefully judged whether there is any subtle difference in the size of his body. Is it a small son himself?"

"And the murderer used the rot of the corpse beforehand, probably trying to destroy the evidence as soon as possible, so as not to have a long night dream. But he was out of control, and the autopsy was one. In the next view, it is not only the body test. The bones are also verifiable!"

When the country’s lips trembled slightly, he looked at the brown coffin, the muddy bones, and the eyes were hollow, and the bear light was ignited.

"Not Qiuer, isn't it really Qiu?" Yue Guo was excited and held Liu Wei's shoulders.

Liu Wei’s shoulders are tight, and the shoulders are definitely green.

When Rong Li suddenly brows, a powerful big hand catches the wrist of the country, silently warning.

After returning to the country, I will return to God and quickly release Liu Wei.

But the palm of your hand is sweating: "Sir, sir, you really said, this is really not Qiuer? I am still not dead?"

Liu Wei’s retreat stepped back and said, “Not Qiu, this bone is a girl.”

"Great!"

When the country was overjoyed, he turned to see his wife and mother, and he was crying with his son. He was inexplicable: "What happened? What happened? This body is not a child, and Qiuer may still be in the world, you still cry. What? This is a happy event!"

The old lady burst into tears.

Yan Qin’s whimper nodded: “I know, I know, I am... I am happy.”

The more the country is helpless, the eyes are softened, the woman, the sadness is crying, the joy is crying, it is really water.

Because this is not the will of Hou Xiaogong, so it is necessary to take it away.

Liu Wei looked at the crying and crying, laughing and laughing family, but his heart was thinking, the murderer did not kill the little son himself, but he used other bodies to dress up, what is the intention?

This case is here, the clues are good, the mystery is good, and more and more.

However, there are still motives for investigating the evidence of the person, and the evidence of the person can be checked again. But this motivation, she is really puzzling.

The five young masters of the government are missing, and the murderer does not kill a slave in the government. Why?

The small body of Houfu is different, and the murderer makes a mystery, so that the people in Houfu think that the young son is dead, why?

The murderer is acting contradictory, arresting people, killing people, leaving doubts and sorrows. What purpose does he have?

Is the murderer a single person, or a whole gang, and what is the relationship with the variants of Lin'an?

The day behind this! How big is it?

Liu Wei was thinking, but suddenly a hand fell on his shoulder.

When she looked back, she looked at the last beautiful face.

It is Rong Ling.

"No, the truth will be more invented."

Liu Wei smiled and pulled his mouth: "I am not in a hurry, I am afraid that you will be anxious!"

Rong Ling looked calm: "This matter has been dragged on for three years, and it is not impossible to break through the day and patience."

Liu Wei nodded, but he said: "It's enough to calm down, it's not awkward, and the ideological consciousness is different from our small people."

The man flexed his fingers and knocked on her forehead.

Liu Wei blinked: "What are you doing?"

"Let you talk less nonsense."

Liu Wei: "..."

In short, because Liu Wei forcibly opened the autopsy, he untied a secret that was not too big, so that he was still immersed in the pain of the funeral, and got a chance.

The attitude of Hou Fu to Liu Wei is a hundred and eighty degree change.

There is no excessive, Mrs. Hou has already begun to call Liu Wei "Little Liu".

Rong Ling was greatly appreciative of his shoulders by Hou Ye’s brother. As if he had forgotten it, he also played with others and died.

Liu Xiaoli was also stuffed with a large bag of tears in Yan Qin’s arms.

Lin Daren, You Daren, and Tan Daren also got light, and Houfu stayed for lunch.

A noisy morning, this moment, finally settled down.

In the upper yard.

Yan Yan was on the soft couch, and staring at the bird's branch outside the window, his eyes were a little worried.

Behind him, Xiao Yanran put on the tea, and whispered: "The second son, the front has already disappeared. The small also heard that the bones in the tomb of Xiaogongzi are a girl, not a small son himself. At the moment, the old lady and Hou Ye Madame, I’m happy, I’m holding a group of people, and I’m thankful.”

Yan Yan did not look at the cup of tea, and took a sip of it, put it aside, and spit it out warmly: "Know it."

However, when I saw it, I was a bit worried: "Two sons, if not, let’s go ahead. You stay in the hospital all the year round, and you are overjoyed at the moment, is it right?"

"Is it a big joy?" The light male voice, with a long, unspoken hoarseness, stunned the eyelashes, fluttering away from the bird, and a slight disappointment in his eyes, said: " The younger brother has not yet recovered, life and death are not yet, and He Xizhi is coming?"

However, I don’t think so, at least it’s still possible to come back alive, and it’s better than death.

However, he did not dare to say that he closed his mouth and stood next to him, and did not dare to persuade.

This is the case with his son, no joy or no sorrow, as if something happened in the world, it has nothing to do with himself, forever such a leisurely faint, disregard of the world.

Of course, I sometimes think that the son wants to return to the young son, or do you want to?

After all, since the birth of Xiaogongzi, the ladies have not stepped into the Shangqiaoyuan in recent years.

The illness brought by the son of this son, the lady must have also given up, give up?

At this time, the outer yard suddenly flew a dark black star.

When I saw it, I suddenly opened my eyes and hurryed out with my robes.

"Wait." Yan Yan knows what to do, and whispers: "Don't hurt it."