The Underworld Detective

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I offered to ask Sun Bingxin to perform the act of murder. Huang Xiaotao immediately opposed: "It is very unusual to take Miss Sun to solve the case. You want her to do such a dangerous thing. Sun Tiger knows that he won't say you, but he must treat me. Scold! "

Sun Bingxin said: "Don't mention my dad always, I hope to contribute to the task force. Besides, Brother Song Yang will protect me, right?"

"Efforts?" Huang Xiaotao raised an eyebrow and said, "Did you rely on us later?"

Sun Bingxin pursed his lips and said, "Brother Song Yang is an adviser to the police, can't I be an adviser? I'm a serious forensic doctor!"

Huang Xiaotao scorned: "You're less here. If it weren't for your father's face, I'd ask you to get out of here."

The two stared at each other with arms akimbo, and I hit the round road: "Little peach, let Sister Bingxin try it once. This time, the dose is not large, and the four of us will protect her throughout. If there is anything wrong, I will immediately wake her up. of."

Huang Xiaotao frowned: "Is there no other way?"

I said, "If you want to catch Qu Tingting tonight, this is the only way."

Huang Xiaotao sighed and said, "Then you take it easy."

Sun Bingxin clapped his hands in excitement: "Great, what do you do next?"

I took Qu Tingting's nurse uniform off the wall and told her to put it on and put on a nurse's cap. Sun Bingxin's figure is not as good as Huang Xiaotao's, but her temperament and white nurse outfit are more suitable. After dressing up, she looks like a beautiful white angel.

Sun Bingxin turned around and asked, "Do I look like a nurse?"

Wang vigorously made a nose wipe operation: "It's too much. If you are a real nurse, I will come to your hospital if I break my leg."

Sun Bing said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Huang Xiaotao said dismissively: "Princess Taiping goes with the nurse outfit."

Sun Bingxin was about to have an attack. I was afraid that they would tear it up and quickly discouraged: "Hurry up and do business!"

I took out the wooden mask smeared into Meng San and asked Sun Bingxin to put it on. After putting it on, she said, "It doesn't feel like ... there is a scent of fragrance ..." After half a minute, she suddenly stopped talking. Now, standing still like a puppet.

I slowly said to her, "You are Qu Tingting, remember, you are Qu Tingting."

After saying it several times, Sun Bingxin said in a nightmare voice: "I'm Qu Tingting, I love Dr. Cheng, but he never wants to look at me. There are always so many beautiful women around him, and I want to take him away. Heart, I want to kill all the women who like him! "

The last sentence was spoken in a tone of gnashing our teeth, which frightened us, and even Wang Yuanchao subconsciously made a gesture of reaching out a gun!

Sun Bingxin walked around the house like sleepwalking and began to organize things. Some of the things she arranged were non-existent. She was like performing a mime. Sun Bingxin has fully entered the role and is repeating what Qu Tingting has done.

Wang watched hard, and whispered, "Can she see us?"

I said, "Invisible, she is now Qu Tingting during the day."

Wang vigorously asked, "How can one become another? This is too ridiculous. What is the principle of acting evil?"

I shook my head: "I don't know!"

The Song family's peerless study has always been doctrine. What can be used to solve the case, whether it is scientific or metaphysical all borrowed from it, through the generations of ancestors' exploration and accumulation, eventually formed the all-inclusive "The Prison of God".

The act of murder is derived from the witchcraft of the ancient Chu country. It is the most mysterious technique in the Song family's jailbreaking technique. It is suitable for the murderer or the dead with large emotional fluctuations. The theoretical book does not give a clear explanation.

After finishing packing, Sun Bingxin sat at the table and started writing the letter, which was exactly the same as the letter we saw in the morning, even the handwriting was exactly the same. Halfway through the writing, she suddenly tore the paper, crumpled it up and wanted to throw it, thinking about it, taking out the lighter from the drawer and throwing it in the ashtray.

How did Sun Bingxin know that there was a lighter in that drawer? None of us understand that this is nothing compared to what happened next.

I saw Sun Bingxin suddenly stood up and walked out, everyone tacitly gave way. She kept leaving the hospital. I called Wang Yuanchao to drive. In case Sun Bingxin was going to take a car, we must have a car to cooperate with her.

Wang Yuanchao drove slowly behind him. Like a naive girl, Sun Bingxin walked along the side of the road, stopping to pick a flower on the way. But the plant had been rid of the flowers above, probably picked by Qu Tingting during the day, and those who knew pharmacology often had an interest in botany.

Sun Bingxin pinned the plant to the nurse's uniform and continued to move forward. We followed her all the way. After walking about half a mile, she stood at the side of the road and called for help. Wang Yuanchao stopped immediately, and she pulled away the co-pilot and sat in, "Master, go to Liuzhou Road."

I, Huang Xiaotao, and Wang Dali squeezed quickly into the back seat. Sun Bingxin didn't say anything, humming the song in his mouth. It seemed that my first impression was wrong. Qu Tingting was actually a girl with a cheerful heart.

At this time, Sun Bingxin suddenly said, "What's wrong with your face?"

Someone was talking on the silent car, and we were taken aback. She was talking to the driver.

Sun Bingxin continued to say to himself: "I was born with this birthmark. Some people say that the birthmark was a fatal injury in my last life. I probably died very badly in my last life!"

Speaking of this, she giggled, and then her voice became depressed: "Maybe my parents thought I was too ugly and threw me at the door of the orphanage. I never knew what my parents looked like when I was young."

She also said, "No, I don't feel sorry for me at all! I tell you a secret. I have a man I like. He looks so handsome. Although everyone will laugh at me, he will treat me. Smile, as long as I can see him every day, I feel very happy in my heart. "

At this point she giggled, and Huang Xiaotao sighed, "Poor girl."

After the car arrived at the destination, Sun Bingxin paid the money to get off, and the four of us immediately followed. She came to an old neighborhood, went into the basement, stopped in front of a door and drew her pockets. I realized that this was Qu Tingting's temporary residence, and quickly lent two hair clips from Huang Xiaotao. Open the lock for her next.

Sun Bingxin made a key to open the door, pushed the door open, and the room was filled with the smell of chemical agents, which made us almost cough.

However, the visual impact is stronger than the sense of smell!

There is a simple table in the room, filled with bottles and jars for testing, and the walls are covered with photos and clippings, all of which are photos taken by Cheng Yahui. Most of them are on the side or back, and the clippings are also about him. What prizes did he receive and what public welfare activities did he participate in?

An old doctor's uniform was hung on the wall. Below was something that was apparently used by Cheng Yahui, ballpoint pen, facial tissue, plastic buttons, and hair and nails in several jars.

There is nothing related to life except a bed and a table. All the people occupying this basement are Cheng Yahui. Qu Tingting is watching Cheng Yahui here, breathing Cheng Yahui, Cheng Yahui is her everything, all of her.

I think that even the craziest star chaser can't do this kind of thing!