Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Jing Rong put on her cloak and stood beside her, holding her cold hand.

Ji Yunshu warmed himself.

At this moment, she felt extremely happy.

Jing Rong asked her, "What do you want?"

This question, she was a bit dull.

Silence for a while.

Shaking his head slightly: "I don't know."

I really don't know.

Just watched the snowflake suddenly fascinated.

Jing Rong smiled at her answer.

It's a pretty smile!

Even better than the snowflakes in the sky.

For a time, Ji Yunshu stared at him and could no longer move away.

Jing Rong met her beautiful eyes and asked, "What do you do when you look at me like this?"

She smiled and said nothing.

Keep staring at him.

at this time--

A figure hurriedly ran over in the snow.

Also shouted: "Mr. Ji."

Ran to the front.

It broke the harmony between Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong at this time.

"you are?"

The man was covered with snow, panting, and said, "I was under the order of Master Li. Please, Mr. Ji, hurry up and go."

Oh, it turned out to be from the city headquarters.

Ji Yunshu asked: "Now?"

"Yes, some people said they knew the identity of the deceased, and they are waiting for you in the city headquarters now."

The result of the portrait finally came out!

Ji Yunshu glanced at Jing Rong, as if to ask his opinion.

Jing Rong said to the man, "Okay, we'll be there later."

"Let's go now, the carriage at the door is ready."

Really thoughtful!

...

The hall of the city headquarters is already full of people!

Waiting for this moment to reveal the identity of the dead.

suddenly--

"Mr. Ji is here."

I wonder who yelled.

The crowd looked at the door and the crowd slowly spread out.

I saw Li Cheng sitting in the chair in front of him, a gesture of an official.

As soon as he saw Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong coming, he stood up to meet.

She was ushered into the hall.

Li Cheng: "You can count it and waited a long time."

Ji Yunshu: "Did you find out?"

"Well! There!" Li Cheng pointed in one direction.

Looking down, I saw a small woman surrounded by many people.

The woman turned back at the moment.

Just collided with Ji Yunshu's eyes, but only a moment later, the woman's gaze moved to Jingrong's sight.

This person is Zhao'er?

Zhao Er wore a cloak, holding a small hand warming stove in his hand, tightly pressed against his abdomen, beside him, there was a little girl waiting for her.

This girl is the woman who saw the portrait on the street yesterday.

After she knew who the woman was, she immediately went back and told Zhao Er.

So today they will come here.

At the moment, when Zhao Er saw Jing Rong, he was surprised, but it was difficult to hide his happiness.

Inadvertently, there was also a hint of shy smile.

She knew that God would bless herself to see the son again.

She must also be like a butterfly!

Happiness, freedom.

Jing Rong was stunned when she met her gaze, her eyebrows could not help but twitch gently, never wondering why she was here?

The eyes of the two were intertwined, and it was caught by Ji Yunshu.

Confused, she glanced at Jing Rong and then at the little girl.

Do they know?

What do you know?

Why doesn't she know?

And her confusion was quickly interrupted by Zhao Er.

Zhao Er smiled at Jing Rong: "Jinggongzi, I didn't expect that we can see you again. It's really destined."

She was very happy.

There was a simple and clean smile on his face.

Just like the dustless snow!

When Jing Rong faced Zhao Er, his usual coldness seemed to decrease a little.

He asked, "Why are you here?"

"I know the people in the portrait."

"you recognize?"

"Hmm!" She nodded.

Li Cheng suddenly inserted a sentence: "So you know! This world is really small."

Sigh.

Ji Yunshu asked: "She is?"

Li Chengdao: "Don't you know? I think you know, she is the second Miss Zhao'er in Guo Gong Mansion, and I know me."

The National Palace?

It's a big man!

Jing Rong's eyes tightened.

It seemed to be surprised by the identity of the little girl.

Ji Yunshu is not a stingy person, nor a vinegar jar.

When she saw the woman's eyes, she was clearly interested in Jingrong.

Jing Rong is also surprisingly gentle with her language.

She didn't want to investigate the cause.

This is not the time to talk about business.

I went straight to the topic.

Ask the girl: "Do you know who the dead are?"

Zhao Er withdrew his gaze from Jing Rong, and Zhao Jiyunshu owed his body, "Yes, I know."

"Who is the dead?"

"Yes..." she said, and could not help but glance at Jing Rong.

Ji Yunshu saw it again.

"Girl?" She called Zhaoer.

Zhao Er reacted and then answered: "The person in the portrait is called Su Qiao."

"Who is Su Qiao?"

Zhao'er shook his head.

"Since you know that the woman in the portrait is Su Qiao, why don't you even know her identity?"

"I……"

"Girl, this is a murder case, not a play."

"I..." Zhao Eryu was speechless.

Li Cheng hurriedly said: "Zhao'er, don't be afraid, you tell everything you know."

Zhao Er looked at Li Cheng and said, "But Brother Cheng, I really don't know."

Brother Cheng, shouted very intimately.

Not surprising!

Although Pingyang Hou and Wang Guogong are opposites, it does not affect the communication between their children.

In the early years, Li succeeded because he provoked the eldest lady of Wang Guogong, that is, Zhao Er's sister, so that Pingyang Hou and Wang Guogong were in trouble in the Chaotang, and Zhao Er was the one who lied to her sister in Li Cheng. Know each other.

Ji Yunshu saw that the little girl was crying.

Then he softened down: "Then tell me everything you know." Zhao Er nodded and said slowly: "Actually, I really only know her name. I remember three years ago. Rain, I saw her shrunk in a corner by the roadside, her whole body was soaked, and her whole body was trembling, so I sent her to the inn to let

She stayed for the first time. She said that her name was Su Qiao, but she came to Gaoding to find people, but I asked who she was looking for, but she refused to say that since it was someone else's private business, I naturally had no trouble."

"Gone?"

The girl next to Zhaoer suddenly said, "Miss, let me tell you."

"Well," the girl continued, "I have been taking care of her for the few days that the girl settled her in the inn, but in those days she always went out. I asked her where to go? She refused to say, Every time I cried with a burden, and later... when I went to the inn again, she was gone,

I asked the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper said that she had never come back after going out the night before, but I didn’t think much about it at the time, thinking that she had just returned home, where did she know that... she died."

The voice became smaller and smaller.Even with a trace of fear.