Chapter 807
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Night.
Downtown areas, neon lights.
It's almost the new year. As soon as this year passes, it will enter 1990.
Since the reform and opening up, the city has become more and more prosperous.
In particular, the economy of Kesheng Kyoto, the magic capital and the three islands is booming.
More and more people come to work in cities.
The night in the city is lively.
Before the year of, every family was preparing to enter the 1990s.
Zhuoyiting's new year's song is playing everywhere.
There's a new hotel in the city center. It's good for wine, dishes and rooms.
There are two kinds of rooms, one is ordinary room and the other is luxury room.
A young woman in a white cotton padded dress opened a luxurious room on the fifth floor.
In the guest room, all the curtains were pulled down to cover the neon lights outside.
In the room, only one new lamp has just been put on the market.
Spacious guest room, dim light.
When the woman came in, she closed the door and did not forget to lock it.
Should be used to such a dim light, young woman slightly frowned.
She looked around the room and finally landed on the one where the hotel staff advertised the man lying on the leather sofa.
Through dim light, it can be distinguished that the lower part of a man is a black trousers and the upper part is a black sweater.
With one arm across his eyes, it looks like he's sleeping.
"How is it?" It took a while for the man to lift his lips.
His voice, without a trace of temperature or emotion, was deep and sweet.
"Both of them were detained. I thought it would succeed. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway." Woman way.
"Chinese law, killing for life?"
"Yes, anyone who kills will be shot."
"She can't live. She's trying to find a way to expose the old man as a substitute for her."
"If you expose the old man, she will be convicted, and she will be sentenced to death. But... "
"But what?"
"The soldier named Jing Xuan is investigating the murderer. I'm afraid we can't stop him."
"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it." The man's voice was soft, but with an irresistible command.
"What if it can't be stopped?" Ask the woman.
"If you can't stop it, find a replacement. In any case, we must cut off our relationship with the murderer. "
The woman thought, "I know how to do it."
-
Tang Huai sat on the bed against the wall with his knees in his arms.
The thought on her face.
At the same time, I also worry about Yang Jinghai. With Yang Jinghai's testimony, Yang Jinghai is now a recidivist.
They are in different prisons.
Don't know if he's cold or not?
Listen to the people inside. They are very violent. They fight easily. They like to bully "new people".
I don't know if those people will bully Yang Jinghai, the old "new man".
I don't know. Is he in the same room as her?
She knows that Yang Jinghai is for her good and is saving her. He is the murderer himself.
Looking back on Yang Jinghai's words, she seemed to have no flaws, proving that he was not the murderer.
Moreover, that afternoon, it happened that he didn't go to Gu Jiajia's concert
Even if the police go to investigate, the people in the restaurant will definitely go to the concert with the police at the time of the crime.
Ask Tang Li and Liu Xiaoxiao again. They are sure that he helps in the restaurant
In this way, Yang Jinghai's are all true.
At that time, he wasn't in the restaurant and didn't go to gujiajia's concert. Where did he go?
This era, unlike the 21st century she lived in last life, is full of electronic eyes.
Want to find out the whereabouts of a minute.
In this era, the easiest and direct way to find out where to go is to ask.
Ask all the people who don't know each other.
But don't know Yang Jinghai, who can tell his whereabouts?
Tang Huai sighs, Grandpa, if the result of the second trial comes down, you may really become the murderer and be sentenced.
"Bang..."
The heavy iron door was pushed open.
Tang Huai looked up. A female prison guard stood at the door and said to her, "2083, someone has come to see you."
Tang Huai came to the prison.
It's Jingxuan.
Seeing her, Jingxuan chuckles at her.
Tang Huai sat down opposite him: "can you still laugh? Yesterday's lawsuit, we didn't make any progress. "
Jing Xuan looked at her:" no progress, better than progress. We have to make progress. We all think grandpa Yang is the killer. "Tang Huai wryly smiled: "I think grandpa is the murderer, and I don't know or understand Grandpa. How can he kill people? He did it all for me. He completely regarded me as his offspring. "
No blood, but better than blood.
Born and raised, can be returned if the head is cut off, born but not raised, can be returned if the hand is cut off, can not be raised if the head is cut off, it will be difficult to return in all ages.
Grandpa Yang had no blood relationship with her, but he taught her medical skills. In order to save her, he called himself a murderer.
If he really lost his life for her, how long will it take for her to repay this kindness?
"If, really can't turn over the case?" Jingxuan asked.
"How could it not be overturned? Brother Jingxuan, the silver needle has always been on me. I put it down except for treating people. It must be my patient who can take the silver needle from me. Zhang Jundian and Li Feipeng can't frame me. So Peng Jiayao or Jiang Chunmei? "
"Grandma Tang can line up. She left the court last night and began to cry till now. She is afraid that you will die. Once you die, no one will cure her."
"There is only one person to doubt, Jiang Chunmei!"
"I suspected it, but Ms. Jiang left K city and returned to Beijing before the crime. They were sent to the train by thunder. "
"She can arrange others to do it!" Tang Huai road.
But she couldn't think of the reason why Jiang Chunmei hurt her.
Jiang Chunrong is cured by her. They are too grateful. Why frame her?
Is it Some people blame her for curing Jiang Chunrong, so they want to kill her?
"I secretly investigated, they have no suspicious place, of course, do not line up, they erase the traces." Jing Xuan looks at Tang Huai's eyes and says.
Tang Huai thought for a while, and then said: "even if they want to hurt me, they can't directly fight against Zhang Shifang. They will definitely arrange others or kill people with a knife. Brother Jingxuan, I'm not the last person Zhang Shifang lived before... "
Tang Huai's eyes suddenly brightened and said, "I think of a person, she is the most suspicious!"
Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled suddenly: "I also think of one person. I don't know. Are we thinking of the same person?"
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But if you promised more words, keep writing
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Night.
Downtown areas, neon lights.
It's almost the new year. As soon as this year passes, it will enter 1990.
Since the reform and opening up, the city has become more and more prosperous.
In particular, the economy of Kesheng Kyoto, the magic capital and the three islands is booming.
More and more people come to work in cities.
The night in the city is lively.
Before the year of, every family was preparing to enter the 1990s.
Zhuoyiting's new year's song is playing everywhere.
There's a new hotel in the city center. It's good for wine, dishes and rooms.
There are two kinds of rooms, one is ordinary room and the other is luxury room.
A young woman in a white cotton padded dress opened a luxurious room on the fifth floor.
In the guest room, all the curtains were pulled down to cover the neon lights outside.
In the room, only one new lamp has just been put on the market.
Spacious guest room, dim light.
When the woman came in, she closed the door and did not forget to lock it.
Should be used to such a dim light, young woman slightly frowned.
She looked around the room and finally landed on the one where the hotel staff advertised the man lying on the leather sofa.
Through dim light, it can be distinguished that the lower part of a man is a black trousers and the upper part is a black sweater.
With one arm across his eyes, it looks like he's sleeping.
"How is it?" It took a while for the man to lift his lips.
His voice, without a trace of temperature or emotion, was deep and sweet.
"Both of them were detained. I thought it would succeed. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway." Woman way.
"Chinese law, killing for life?"
"Yes, anyone who kills will be shot."
"She can't live. She's trying to find a way to expose the old man as a substitute for her."
"If you expose the old man, she will be convicted, and she will be sentenced to death. But... "
"But what?"
"The soldier named Jing Xuan is investigating the murderer. I'm afraid we can't stop him."
"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it." The man's voice was soft, but with an irresistible command.
"What if it can't be stopped?" Ask the woman.
"If you can't stop it, find a replacement. In any case, we must cut off our relationship with the murderer. "
The woman thought, "I know how to do it."
-
Tang Huai sat on the bed against the wall with his knees in his arms.
The thought on her face.
At the same time, I also worry about Yang Jinghai. With Yang Jinghai's testimony, Yang Jinghai is now a recidivist.
They are in different prisons.
Don't know if he's cold or not?
Listen to the people inside. They are very violent. They fight easily. They like to bully "new people".
I don't know if those people will bully Yang Jinghai, the old "new man".
I don't know. Is he in the same room as her?
She knows that Yang Jinghai is for her good and is saving her. He is the murderer himself.
Looking back on Yang Jinghai's words, she seemed to have no flaws, proving that he was not the murderer.
Moreover, that afternoon, it happened that he didn't go to Gu Jiajia's concert
Even if the police go to investigate, the people in the restaurant will definitely go to the concert with the police at the time of the crime.
Ask Tang Li and Liu Xiaoxiao again. They are sure that he helps in the restaurant
In this way, Yang Jinghai's are all true.
At that time, he wasn't in the restaurant and didn't go to gujiajia's concert. Where did he go?
This era, unlike the 21st century she lived in last life, is full of electronic eyes.
Want to find out the whereabouts of a minute.
In this era, the easiest and direct way to find out where to go is to ask.
Ask all the people who don't know each other.
But don't know Yang Jinghai, who can tell his whereabouts?
Tang Huai sighs, Grandpa, if the result of the second trial comes down, you may really become the murderer and be sentenced.
"Bang..."
The heavy iron door was pushed open.
Tang Huai looked up. A female prison guard stood at the door and said to her, "2083, someone has come to see you."
Tang Huai came to the prison.
It's Jingxuan.
Seeing her, Jingxuan chuckles at her.
Tang Huai sat down opposite him: "can you still laugh? Yesterday's lawsuit, we didn't make any progress. "
Jing Xuan looked at her:" no progress, better than progress. We have to make progress. We all think grandpa Yang is the killer. "Tang Huai wryly smiled: "I think grandpa is the murderer, and I don't know or understand Grandpa. How can he kill people? He did it all for me. He completely regarded me as his offspring. "
No blood, but better than blood.
Born and raised, can be returned if the head is cut off, born but not raised, can be returned if the hand is cut off, can not be raised if the head is cut off, it will be difficult to return in all ages.
Grandpa Yang had no blood relationship with her, but he taught her medical skills. In order to save her, he called himself a murderer.
If he really lost his life for her, how long will it take for her to repay this kindness?
"If, really can't turn over the case?" Jingxuan asked.
"How could it not be overturned? Brother Jingxuan, the silver needle has always been on me. I put it down except for treating people. It must be my patient who can take the silver needle from me. Zhang Jundian and Li Feipeng can't frame me. So Peng Jiayao or Jiang Chunmei? "
"Grandma Tang can line up. She left the court last night and began to cry till now. She is afraid that you will die. Once you die, no one will cure her."
"There is only one person to doubt, Jiang Chunmei!"
"I suspected it, but Ms. Jiang left K city and returned to Beijing before the crime. They were sent to the train by thunder. "
"She can arrange others to do it!" Tang Huai road.
But she couldn't think of the reason why Jiang Chunmei hurt her.
Jiang Chunrong is cured by her. They are too grateful. Why frame her?
Is it Some people blame her for curing Jiang Chunrong, so they want to kill her?
"I secretly investigated, they have no suspicious place, of course, do not line up, they erase the traces." Jing Xuan looks at Tang Huai's eyes and says.
Tang Huai thought for a while, and then said: "even if they want to hurt me, they can't directly fight against Zhang Shifang. They will definitely arrange others or kill people with a knife. Brother Jingxuan, I'm not the last person Zhang Shifang lived before... "
Tang Huai's eyes suddenly brightened and said, "I think of a person, she is the most suspicious!"
Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled suddenly: "I also think of one person. I don't know. Are we thinking of the same person?"
PS: Well, I don't know how much I can write in a while. At present, it's seventeen thousand more. I want to write another chapter of three thousand words, but the joint of ring finger in my right hand is very painful
But if you promised more words, keep writing
Night. Downtown areas, neon lights. It's almost the new year. As soon as this year passes, it will enter 1990. Since the reform and opening up, the city has become more and more prosperous. In particular, the economy of Kesheng Kyoto, the magic capital and the three islands is booming. More and more people come to work in cities. The night in the city is lively. Before the year of, every family was preparing to enter the 1990s. Zhuoyiting's new year's song is playing everywhere. There's a new hotel in the city center. It's good for wine, dishes and rooms. There are two kinds of rooms, one is ordinary room and the other is luxury room. A young woman in a white cotton padded dress opened a luxurious room on the fifth floor. In the guest room, all the curtains were pulled down to cover the neon lights outside. In the room, only one new lamp has just been put on the market. Spacious guest room, dim light. When the woman came in, she closed the door and did not forget to lock it. Should be used to such a dim light, young woman slightly frowned. She looked around the room and finally landed on the one where the hotel staff advertised the man lying on the leather sofa. Through dim light, it can be distinguished that the lower part of a man is a black trousers and the upper part is a black sweater. With one arm across his eyes, it looks like he's sleeping. "How is it?" It took a while for the man to lift his lips. His voice, without a trace of temperature or emotion, was deep and sweet. "Both of them were detained. I thought it would succeed. Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin was killed halfway." Woman way. "Chinese law, killing for life?" "Yes, anyone who kills will be shot." "She can't live. She's trying to find a way to expose the old man as a substitute for her." "If you expose the old man, she will be convicted, and she will be sentenced to death. But... " "But what?" "The soldier named Jing Xuan is investigating the murderer. I'm afraid we can't stop him." "If you can't stop it, you have to stop it." The man's voice was soft, but with an irresistible command. "What if it can't be stopped?" Ask the woman. "If you can't stop it, find a replacement. In any case, we must cut off our relationship with the murderer. " The woman thought, "I know how to do it." - Tang Huai sat on the bed against the wall with his knees in his arms. The thought on her face. At the same time, I also worry about Yang Jinghai. With Yang Jinghai's testimony, Yang Jinghai is now a recidivist. They are in different prisons. Don't know if he's cold or not? Listen to the people inside. They are very violent. They fight easily. They like to bully "new people". I don't know if those people will bully Yang Jinghai, the old "new man". I don't know. Is he in the same room as her? She knows that Yang Jinghai is for her good and is saving her. He is the murderer himself. Looking back on Yang Jinghai's words, she seemed to have no flaws, proving that he was not the murderer. Moreover, that afternoon, it happened that he didn't go to Gu Jiajia's concert Even if the police go to investigate, the people in the restaurant will definitely go to the concert with the police at the time of the crime. Ask Tang Li and Liu Xiaoxiao again. They are sure that he helps in the restaurant In this way, Yang Jinghai's are all true. At that time, he wasn't in the restaurant and didn't go to gujiajia's concert. Where did he go? This era, unlike the 21st century she lived in last life, is full of electronic eyes. Want to find out the whereabouts of a minute. In this era, the easiest and direct way to find out where to go is to ask. Ask all the people who don't know each other. But don't know Yang Jinghai, who can tell his whereabouts? Tang Huai sighs, Grandpa, if the result of the second trial comes down, you may really become the murderer and be sentenced. "Bang..." The heavy iron door was pushed open. Tang Huai looked up. A female prison guard stood at the door and said to her, "2083, someone has come to see you." Tang Huai came to the prison. It's Jingxuan. Seeing her, Jingxuan chuckles at her. Tang Huai sat down opposite him: "can you still laugh? Yesterday's lawsuit, we didn't make any progress. "Jing Xuan looked at her:" no progress, better than progress. We have to make progress. We all think grandpa Yang is the killer. "Tang Huai wryly smiled: "I think grandpa is the murderer, and I don't know or understand Grandpa. How can he kill people? He did it all for me. He completely regarded me as his offspring. " No blood, but better than blood. Born and raised, can be returned if the head is cut off, born but not raised, can be returned if the hand is cut off, can not be raised if the head is cut off, it will be difficult to return in all ages. Grandpa Yang had no blood relationship with her, but he taught her medical skills. In order to save her, he called himself a murderer. If he really lost his life for her, how long will it take for her to repay this kindness? "If, really can't turn over the case?" Jingxuan asked. "How could it not be overturned? Brother Jingxuan, the silver needle has always been on me. I put it down except for treating people. It must be my patient who can take the silver needle from me. Zhang Jundian and Li Feipeng can't frame me. So Peng Jiayao or Jiang Chunmei? " "Grandma Tang can line up. She left the court last night and began to cry till now. She is afraid that you will die. Once you die, no one will cure her." "There is only one person to doubt, Jiang Chunmei!" "I suspected it, but Ms. Jiang left K city and returned to Beijing before the crime. They were sent to the train by thunder. " "She can arrange others to do it!" Tang Huai road. But she couldn't think of the reason why Jiang Chunmei hurt her. Jiang Chunrong is cured by her. They are too grateful. Why frame her? Is it Some people blame her for curing Jiang Chunrong, so they want to kill her? "I secretly investigated, they have no suspicious place, of course, do not line up, they erase the traces." Jing Xuan looks at Tang Huai's eyes and says. Tang Huai thought for a while, and then said: "even if they want to hurt me, they can't directly fight against Zhang Shifang. They will definitely arrange others or kill people with a knife. Brother Jingxuan, I'm not the last person Zhang Shifang lived before... " Tang Huai's eyes suddenly brightened and said, "I think of a person, she is the most suspicious!" Jing Xuan raised his eyebrows and smiled suddenly: "I also think of one person. I don't know. Are we thinking of the same person?" PS: Well, I don't know how much I can write in a while. At present, it's seventeen thousand more. I want to write another chapter of three thousand words, but the joint of ring finger in my right hand is very painful But if you promised more words, keep writing
