The Underworld Detective

I asked Sun Bingxin to perform the murderous act. Huang Xiaotao immediately objected: “Bringing Sun Xiao to solve the case is already quite remarkable, you still want her to do such a dangerous thing, Sun Tiger knows not to say you, but he definitely has to curse me! ”

Sun Bingxin said: “Don't keep talking about my father. I hope I can help the project team. Besides, Brother Song Yang will protect me, right? ”

“Contribute?” Huang Xiaotao picked his eyebrows and said, "You're counting on us now, aren't you? ”

Sun Bingxin whispered: “Brother Song Yang is an advisor to the police, can't I be an advisor? I'm a serious forensic professional at least! ”

Huang Xiaotao said, “Come on, if it weren't for your father, I would have asked you to leave. ”

The two glanced at each other, and I struck up the roundabout: “Peach, let Ice Heart try it once, this time the medicine is not big, and the four of us will protect her all the way, if anything goes wrong, I will wake her up immediately. ”

Huang Xiaotao frowned: “Is there no other way? ”

I said, "If you want to catch Tritine tonight, that's the only way. ”

Huang Xiaotao sighed and said: "Then take it easy. ”

Sun Bingxin clapped his hands with excitement: "Great. So what do we do now? ”

I took Curtintin's nurse suit off the wall and told her to put it on and put on the nurse's hat. Sun Bingxin's body was not as good as Huang Xiaotao's, but her icy and clean temperament and white nurse outfit were better matched. After changing clothes, she was a beautiful white angel.

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

Wang Dali made a nosebleed move: “Too similar, if you are a real nurse, I will break my leg and come to your hospital. ”

Sun Bing said with a smile: "Thank you! ”

Huang Xiaotao said with dismay: "Princess Ping and the nurse suit are perfect. ”

Sun Bingxin was ready for a seizure. I was afraid they would tear it up and quickly dissuade him: “Hurry up and get to work! ”

I pulled out the wooden mask that had been painted into my dreams and told Sun Bingxin to put it on. After wearing it, she said: "I don't feel anything... there is a scent...” After half a minute, she suddenly stopped talking and stood still like a puppet.

And I slowly said to her, "You're Trident, remember, you're Trident. ”

After saying it several times, Sun Bingxin said in a dreamy voice: “I am Dr. Chu Tingting, I love Cheng, but he never wants to look at me. There are always so many beautiful women around him, I want to take away his heart, I want to kill all the women who like him! ”

The last sentence was said in a teeth-cutting tone, which frightened us, even the dynasty subconsciously made a hand pulling action!

Sun Bingxin walked around the house like a sleepwalker and started packing things. Some of the things she had packed were non-existent, like she was performing a mute show. Sun Bingxin has fully entered the character and is repeating what TriTing Ting has done.

Wang Dali looked stunned and asked softly: "Can she see us? ”

I said, "I can't see her. She's in the middle of the day. ”

Wang Dali asked: “How can one person become another? This is too brilliant. What is the principle of murder? ”

I shook my head: “I don't know! ”

The Song Dynasty has always been a leitrism. What can be used in solving cases, whether science or the Xuan Dynasty, is borrowed by the whole system. After the exploration and accumulation of generations of ancestors, an all-encompassing "Prison Break Myth" was eventually formed.

The murder technique originated from the witchcraft of the ancient Chu kingdom. It is the most subtle technique in the Song family's prison breaking technique. It is applicable to the murderer or the deceased with high emotional fluctuations. Its theoretical book does not give a clear explanation.

Sun Bingxin packed his things, sat at the table and started writing, exactly as we saw the letter this morning, even the handwriting was exactly the same. Halfway through it, she suddenly tore the paper apart, rubbed it into a bunch, wanted to throw it away, thought about it, took the lighter out of the drawer and lit it in the ashtray.

How did Sun Bingxin know there was a lighter in that drawer? Neither of us understood that compared to what happened next, it was like a little witch seeing a big witch.

Sun Bingxin suddenly stood up and walked out. Everyone implicitly made way. She kept leaving the hospital. I asked Wang Ai Dynasty to drive. If Sun Bingxin was going to ride on the road, we had to have a car to cooperate with her.

Wang Aichao slowly followed him in his car. Sun Bingxin, like a naive and rotten girl, jumped on the side of the road and stopped to pick a flower along the way. But the plant has been strangled. It was probably removed during the day, and people who know pharmacology are often involved in botany.

Sun Bingxin kept the plant away from the nurse's clothes and kept moving forward. We followed her all the way. About half a mile down the road, she stood on the side of the road and said, "Master, go to Liuzhou Road. ”

I, Huang Xiaotao, Wang Dali quickly squeezed into the back seat. Sun Bingxin didn't speak all the way. He hummed a song in his mouth. Looks like my first impression was wrong. Kuting Ting is actually a cheerful girl.

At this point, Sun Bingxin suddenly said: “What happened to my face? ”

Someone suddenly spoke in the silent car, and we were surprised that she was talking to the 'driver'.

Sun Bingxin continued to speak to himself: “I was born with this birthmark. Some people say that birthmark is a fatal injury in my previous life. I must have died a terrible death in my previous life! ”

Speaking of which, she giggled, and then the tone became depressed: “Maybe it was my parents who thought I was ugly and left me in front of the orphanage, and I never knew what my parents looked like when I was little. ”

And she said, "No, I don't feel sorry for myself! Let me tell you a secret. I have a person I like. He is so handsome and handsome. Although everyone else would laugh at me, he would smile at me. I just want to see him every day and I feel so happy. ”

Speaking of which, she giggled, Huang Xiaotao sighed: “Poor girl. ”

When the car arrived at its destination, Sun Bingxin paid to get off, and the four of us immediately followed. She went to an old neighborhood, walked into the basement, stopped in front of a door and pulled out her pockets. I realized that this was Tritine's temporary residence. I quickly borrowed two hairpins from Huang Xiaotao, and the cat sat beside her and opened the lock for her.

Sun Bingxin made a key-opening motion, pushed the door open, and the smell of chemicals in the house almost caused us to cough.

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

There is a simple table filled with experimental bottle jars, surrounded by photographs and clippings, all of which were taken by Cheng Yahui. Most of them were on the side or back, and the clippings were about him, what awards he had won and what public service activities he had participated in.

There is also an old doctor's uniform hanging on the wall. There are some obviously used by Cheng Yahui below, ballpoint pen, face towel paper, plastic buttons, hair and nails in several jars.

There is nothing relevant to life here except a bed and a table. All that squeezed this basement was Cheng Yahui, and Tring Tingting looked at Cheng Yahui here, breathing Cheng Yahui, Cheng Yahui was all she had, all of her.

I don't think even the craziest star chasers can do that!