The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Chapter 163: Throw it into the Ice Cellar

In a heartbeat, she estimated the poison she hid on her body and lowered her voice channel. “How much? ”

Liu Qingsong knew how many people she might be asking, “General.” Speaking, he slightly opened a gap in the window and swept his face out quickly.

There are not many people, but more than a dozen black men, any man can take one enemy ten, Van Yan still has some ability to defend himself, but Liu Qingsong's physical fitness is not yet late green, running away is absolutely impossible.

“Get out of the car.” Valjen calmed down. If these people want to kill them, there is no need to spend so much time bringing them here, they have to figure out their purpose first, and staying in the car is not the way to go.

Van put on his mask and jumped out of the car first. Green was still a little confused at night. I didn't know what was going on, so I followed along.

Out of the carriage, Valjen only saw clearly. On the back porch of two rows of big men, sitting in Chinese clothes, a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, dark skin, a facial moustache made people unable to see clearly the face, rough right hand, wearing an egg clear jade wrench on the thumb, the front of the wrench engraved a fine twist.

He was the second son of a dragon. He looked like a jackal with a dragon horn. He looked angrily at him and held his angles back against his back. Because of their hobby to kill gladiators, they are usually carved into knife rings, sword handles and other weapons or instruments to deter them, but few people use them simply as ornaments.

After measuring this person, Van Yan seemed to turn around unintentionally and wait for Liu Qingsong. He really didn't see the surrounding environment without a trace.

Ordinary compound, like the structure of the Quadruple Court, out of the sky, nothing can be seen.

“Who is Your Excellency? Why did you bring us here?” Liu Qingsong and Xiao Song have been hanging out for a long time, but they are quite steady.

The man on the porch stared at them for a long time before he stood up and muted, “Will you do an autopsy? ”

Valjen and Liu Qingsong responded with silence.

Instead of being angry, the man stepped down the stairs and said politely, “One is Zhuang Yin. This time, I invite both of you to come. No offense, I just hope you two don't get involved in this murder. ”

Whether malicious or not, the kind of confidence and hegemony revealed in his behavior is far from the prudent approach of the case, and it is basically certain that the murderer was not the same person. Then why is he in charge of this?

“The two of us are also purely interested. If we want to stay out of this, it's simple. Why don't you give us a reason?” Liu Qingsong interjected in a timely manner. He always knew Ming Zhe was conservative. He kept his body and then thought about turning it around. He never cared about his reputation anyway.

Zhuang Yin Luo's moustache smiled with a smile on his face, but the words made made it cold on the soles of his feet, "The reason is that if you don't continue to meddle, the corpse found tomorrow at the official palace may be three. ”

Van frowned, “It's not hard to give up. The hard part is, how can you trust us? ”

Zhuang Yin stunned for a moment. He didn't expect this little lady who covered her face to speak so sharply, to say nothing, the words were singled out for harm.

“No difficulty, each of the three men swore an oath of commitment.” Zhuang Yin quickly covered up the surprise on his face.

At night, Green and Liu Qingsong took a sip of cold air, and the pain of eyesight was better settled with a knife! But Valjen moved in her heart, with one eye...

Vaughn can be distinguished by the facial contour hidden. Zhuang Yin has a beard. It looks like, although it is five large and three thick, if he shaves, his image must be far from what it is now.

“The eye… is also indispensable.” Her face darkened in her sleeve, touching her cold body, she felt a lot of nervousness in her heart, "but how can we be sure that you will let us go after the glance? ”

“We…” Zhuang Yin said half of the time, suddenly pausing, eagle eyes staring closely at the face, dead silence in the yard.

A moment later, Zhuang Yin slowed down, “You think I'm going to fall for this? ”

“I'm not so underestimating you.” Valjen said calmly, "I have a perfectly beautiful method, I don't know if Zhuang Lang is interested to hear it. ”

Zhuang Yin was very alert to Valjean's calm and audacity, worried about what tricks she was playing, and her voice became a little tight, “please. ”

“Let them go back, I'll stay, and you'll let me go after they leave Jushui County.” Van Yan kept looking at Zhuang Yin's face, and seeing that he was not ostracized, he continued, "After all, we don't know who you are right now. Your aim is to keep us out of the case and offend Xiao Song. It's not a very good deal, is it? ”

Xiao Song's name once exited, the people in black who had been surrounded by tree stumps changed their colours. That thunder stroke was harsh, the means were harsh, and the young prison ministry waiter was a really bad character!

Zhuang Yin stared coldly at Van Yan, "You threatened me! ”

“Not really. You have our lives now, and I'm just trying to do everything in my power to keep them alive.” Valentine was really nervous. She is neither a negotiator nor experienced in this area, but responds to Jong-yoon's observations.

And if she's the only one left, there might be a better chance of escape.

Zhuang Yin walked forward a few steps, approached Valjen, slowly raised his hand, everyone around him held their breath, Liu Qingsong's heart was almost out of his throat, he hypnotized himself in his heart: No, Valjen is the main character, can't die, can't die...

But Jong-yoon's killings erupted, a little ruthlessly encroaching on his self-hypnosis.

Zhuang Yin lifted her palm, but instead of hitting her face as she had imagined, she gently touched her face, smiling lightly, which unveiled the mask on her face.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yin stunned at the last cold face, his eyes flashed with amazement.

“I admire you.” Zhuang Yin Tan Run said. From wisdom to appearance, it was amazing, he said, "Okay, I accept your offer.” Go ahead, turn to Liu Qingsong and Evening Green Road, "you left tonight even at night, and the day after tomorrow I will let her go. ”

“No!”

“No!”

Night Green and Liu Qingsong spoke at the same time.

Late Lu Urgently said, “Lady can't stay... Otherwise... Otherwise..." Late Lu looked at Liu Qingsong, “Otherwise let Dr. Liu stay! ”

“Why don't you stay!” Liu Qingsong shouted, but in his heart, he wondered if God had arranged this. He died here to save Van Yan. After completing his mission, he could return to his original place.

“I'm just a slave. I'd like to stay, but this good man doesn't want to! Doesn't Dr. Liu object to the woman staying? Why don't you be brave once? If you really die, my mother and I will remember you forever!” Night green is also a bit of a rush, and the speech doesn't go through the brain at all.

Zhuang Yin smiled softly, “Interesting, it's not too late to talk, some of you have time. ”

Come on, he did bring a cup of tea and sat on the porch gently pulling the lid, and from time to time the heat dissipated from it.

“You go now.” Valjen hurried. Though Zhuang Yin had never been killed, she concluded that this person's personality was violent and that if he really dared to challenge his limits, it would most likely be the result of being murdered.

“The slaves are not leaving!” Green stubborn at night.

Van frowned and lowered his voice. “If you don't want to watch me die, go with Dr. Liu! ”

“I don't want to die in front of my mother!” Evening Green has always been that she has never had the wisdom to change anything, but she never fears death at a critical moment.

Liu Qingsong sighed and neither woman left. If he left alone, would he still be a man?

Van Huang, if it was Gong Lan who came out with her, would certainly make a wise choice at this moment, but now... it is obviously impossible for her to use a short time to persuade Late Green.

“Haven't talked about it yet, okay?” Zhuang Yin Ding left the cup lid and looked a little cold, "some family didn't have time to hang out here with you. Somebody!”

By a single order, more than a dozen strong men in black responded: Yes!

“I'll stay! Let them go!” Liu Qingsong Expressway.

“Late!” Zhuang Yin stroked the jade finger on his thumb and slowed down the sound channel, "they all threw into the ice cellar! Don't blame someone for not giving you a chance, it's your choice... Nah, a good person will do the bottom and give you another chance, if you can hold on in the ice cellar for half a month, I'll let you go. ”

The perpetrator could not have repeatedly given the hostages the opportunity to argue for their own protection. This time, Valjen did not argue, because the only chance had been lost, and if he spoke again now, the silence would be extinguished immediately.

Liu Qingsong's face is a little blue. In order to keep the air cool and not dissipate, Tang Dynasty's ice cellar is sealed. Not only is it cold, but it will also lack oxygen. Don't say half a month, it is difficult to survive a day or night. But he also knows that this is not a good time to talk.

The three were crushed around in a labyrinthine garden trail, with most of the plant leaves around them dying, but the late night trees were so heavy that they didn't even look at the specific environment.

In a small pavilion, the blackjacket moved the case number away, revealed a board, squeaked open, turned around and said indifferently to the three of them, “Do you want to go in or do me a favor? ”

Standing far away, you can feel the bitter cold coming from the pavement. Liu Qingsong turned his head and looked outside. More than a dozen strong men in black stood side by side with swords. He surrounded the small pavilion with water. Afraid a fly would be difficult to fly out, so he took the lead into the ice cellar.

But when he went in, he regretted it. He couldn't see five fingers in the ice cellar, only cold.

“Hey, can you give us a light?” Liu Qingsong quickly reached out again.

The man in black hesitated and waved a lantern, “This lantern can only burn for one hour. Ask for blessings. ”

Liu Qingsong picked up the lantern and stunned for half a day. He climbed up again. “Go inside first. ”

Van Yan naturally knew that Liu Qingsong was dragging a little time. The oxygen may be thin in the ice cellar, so he opened his mouth and could take another breath of oxygen, so he reached out to hold the green at night, as if he were afraid, staring at the entrance, and dared not go on for a long time.

“Come on! Stop stalling!” Jomo was a little impatient after five interest hours.

Liu Qingsong pulled out a warm jade from his sleeve and stuffed it to the person quietly. He pressed down his voice. “We're not going in there, but this is unexpected. Please forgive us and let us stay on top for another minute, even for a little while. ”

Can you break through when your face presses down the restlessness of your heart and turns around? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)