Song Qiaoyu has always been a very independent person.
Her life experience is bizarre. Born to be a rebellious boy, from getting into fights to running away from home, the teenage boy is not only crazy, but he also doesn’t use his brain when doing things. Maybe there are some congenital problems in the brain. He screams to beat anyone who is unhappy. He is an unreasonable street gangster and deserves to be thrown into a juvenile detention center. Until one day, she was caught by a man who claimed to be her mother's colleague. With a gun to her head, she skipped the police station and came to the criminal police team, and then told her a special news.
Her mother is dead.
Song Qiaoyu is actually good at everything, but his brain is not very good, his personality is antisocial, and he has a long reflex arc. But she also knew what it meant to be confused, and she was stunned on the spot. This has to mention her mother, the person named Song Jing.
If there is a miracle in the world, Song Jing is a miraculous person. Her life was too exciting and full of ups and downs. The young martial arts practitioner girl who walked out of a dilapidated martial arts gym like in the TV series could also be considered a "hero" in the old days. He served as a soldier in his twenties, had an impressive record, and received medals with ease. He retired naturally when he got older. He did not become a special police officer due to his age, but he also flourished in the criminal police team and solved countless cases. Coupled with his superhuman strength, he created a generation of female detectives.
Song Qiaoyu is not that smart. Although she is also very good at fighting, and can even be regarded as better than others in this aspect, she is really not smart. Although she is not stupid and is good-looking, compared to her mother, she is...a pure scumbag.
There is no doubt that although she is rebellious by nature, the respect for the strong brought by the fighting blood in her bones still makes Song Qiaoyu respect and even worship her almighty mother.
But even with such a miracle, his death was extremely useless.
Coming to a crime scene when you are sentimental is not a good choice, especially when there is a bored and vicious woman here.
"The lungs are the vital part of a human being. If you are stabbed in the lungs by a knife, you will have to struggle for at least twenty minutes before dying. You will have to lie on the ground and be ready to pose. You will be completely desperate in the feeling of suffocation before you can die cleanly." It's like feeling. When the door opened, Mo Zinan clicked his tongue and squatted beside the pool of blood. Without turning his head, he exposed his back to Song Qiaoyu, who looked ugly, "It's so miserable, so uncomfortable. This information is comparable to a thriller novel." , the person who wrote it must be very talented.”
"Really?" Song Qiaoyu grinned inexplicably, "Thank you so much to Forensic Doctor Mo for popularizing science. I really learned a lesson."
"However, it is shocking that such a terrible guy would die in such a place." Mo Zinan lowered his head and knocked on the floor very seriously, as if he was just studying the structure of the room, "On the corpse Except for the fatal wounds and abrasions caused by desperate movement, there was no damage at all. There was not even any trace of struggle at the scene. It is really a strange case. Even if you are short-sighted, you can directly judge that an acquaintance committed the crime, right? Trust is really a terrible thing.”
"Thank you for reminding me." Song Qiaoyu said lightly, and the expression that had been distorted in vain returned to its original state in an instant, leaving only a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"What provoked you was not how uncomfortable she was before her death, but her death itself. You thought it was the people she trusted and protected behind her who plotted against her." Mo Zinan finally turned around and showed With a meaningful expression, "You don't want to die a coward like her, because you are the same kind of people. Because of this, rather than becoming the wolf king of a pack of wolves, you want..."
Song Qiaoyu quietly looked at the person standing up in front of her and paused after saying half a sentence. She clapped her hands and shook off her gloves with great skill, without any dust on them, and then neatly wiped off the disposable The gloves were stuffed back into a corner of the bag.
"Be like a mad dog and never recognize anyone you bite." She concluded, finally slinging her expensive-looking bag beside her, she walked straight in the direction of Song Qiaoyu and passed her by.
"Because I know..." Song Qiaoyu shrugged, and even a sarcastic smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, "Literally speaking, what can make her sad is definitely not pain."
"oh?"
"But it does sound very appropriate, Mad Dog. This name sounds very good, and I like it very much." Song Qiaoyu shook his head seemingly casually. Within a few steps, he passed Mo Zinan and walked to the gate, leaving a cool and natural figure behind him, "You may have made a lot of mistakes."
"No one will stay calm about this, you..." Mo Zinan shouted sharply, and then he almost hit the door that was closed bluntly and touched the dust on his nose.
"What a Song Aotian." The innocent person took out a tissue and wiped his nose. "A big bastard who goes his own way. So... arrogant." She smiled maliciously.
"As long as you're not perverted." The man could still hear it and smiled loudly outside the door, as if he was in a good mood. "Are you tired of carrying it? You only need to buy such an expensive bag for a few days. You are the only one who can be so simple. Are you using it to show off? He's obviously a rough guy, but he just pretends to be elegant. Sooner or later he'll become a pervert. Before you take care of me, take care of yourself, okay? Are you here for an outing or..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
"Okay..." Mo Zinan just wanted to helplessly echo a few words, and then complained that this guy was as verbose as Wang Hai, but when he found that there was no sound, he felt something was wrong, and asked curiously, "Why are you mute?"
She took out a plastic bag from her pocket, put the dusted paper into it, thought about it, took it out again, reluctantly put it on her hand and turned the handle.
"This bastard, he didn't even wear gloves when he closed the door... The king of destruction at the scene..." She muttered, angrily tearing the crumpled and unfolded paper into two halves, and then stuffed it back roughly. Its fixed destination.
A slight breeze blew in from outside the door, refreshing the dull air. Mo Zinan looked at the slightly dazzling light coming through the crack in the door, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, then raised his leg and kicked the door open.
Is it easy to create a good working environment while being a forensic scientist and a part-time psychological counselor? This is not an act of kindness at all. Isn’t this satisfying?
Thinking about it and feeling a little angry, Mo Zinan snorted with his nose while lowering his head to adjust to the suddenly brighter field of vision.
By the way, the sun is so big... Hey... my eyes are so weak, it's so bright.
This is really a long time in abalone... As soon as I came out, I felt that the beauty of this world was a bit abnormal, and it seemed that it made people feel a little dizzy?
"Don't move." A very familiar voice, deep and deep, seemed particularly calm and calm, with an aura of pretentiousness coming to his face. It makes people feel like they are an expert from this world.
But Mo Zinan still curled his lips subconsciously, what the hell, isn't he just a mad dog who likes to pretend? She's childish and arrogant, and it makes people mad.
She blinked again.
"This old gentleman is not mine...Why are you talking to me..." Mo Zinan was a little dazed a second ago, but he suddenly came back to his senses and his eyes widened. , "What are you doing, Song! Kidnapping? Let go, Song Qiaoyu, are you really a pervert?"
"I said... don't move."
There was something wrong with this emotion, and Mo Zinan subconsciously frowned.
I saw Song Qiaoyu gritting her teeth and taking something out of her arms with one hand. She held a Swiss Army Knife in her other hand and pressed it against the neck of the white-haired old man she held in her arms.
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"I heard that Song Qiaoyu robbed a high-ranking old gentleman and then had him taken to the police station without saying a word?" Although I knew that this matter was more serious and not something to joke about, I did find it a bit funny. I can't help it.
"Wang Hai is very familiar with the boss of the police station. He asked him to make a phone call and said that he would be considerate of the mentally retarded children." Mo Zinan coughed dryly, his eyes wandered involuntarily, but he smiled quite gloatingly, "This is a relationship to let out. , the victim did not pursue the case, but kindly asked me to take our heroic Song Daxia to see a doctor, maybe for brain treatment. But it saved me a taxi fare, and the big boss came here to look at the house... I'm a bit too conservative. I bring my own car and a driver, which attracts a lot of hatred, but I still care about and considerate young citizens with brain disabilities. What a wonderful person... I'm a bit like a holy mother. If it were me, I would have to find at least ten gangsters. Beat him to relieve your anger - the knife is hanging on his neck, he is really awesome, right, Master Song?"
"Hey, Mr. Song is really good at playing." Lu Bo didn't know what movie he had watched again, and whistled very excitedly, pretending to be half a second-rate, even though his legs were almost on the table. , the posture is slightly non-standard. "But I'm afraid ten won't be enough. No matter what, we need eight hundred to be enough to feed this man, right?"
Seeing that this situation has become a bandit's nest, I have become a supporting role. Although I really want to see the outcome, I still have to do something.
"It's good that nothing serious happened..." However, I couldn't finish my words.
"Ms. Song, do you have any new thoughts on being sent away?" Shao Zi seems to be very idle recently. He spends most of his time looking for trouble and has reached a united front with Mo Zinan. There is a lot of gloating on his face. A big word, "Have you learned any new knowledge? Will you be more proficient in handling other people's business in the future?"
What Song Qiaoyu hates the most is the title Miss Song, because she thinks it looks weak. Shao Zi was getting into trouble, maybe because Song Qiaoyu's temper had improved significantly recently, but at this time, he was a bit presumptuous.
"This is wrong." Although Jiang Qiu spoke upright, he still looked a little nervous. He turned around and scanned the expressions of the crowd, then turned to Song Qiaoyu with a solemn expression and spoke clearly, "If something goes wrong with the victim, If you do, the consequences will be serious... No, it's not the victim who has the problem, it's Song Qiaoyu, it's you... It's still wrong. Liang An, what should I say?" The confident tone of the command was really frightening to confirm. But what’s both gratifying and a bit frustrating is that the finger of blame was pointed at me.
If you start laughing now, it shouldn't be the right time, right?
"I think you should give an explanation." Kidnapping people for no reason is indeed not a glorious thing.
"I...I have something to say." Song Qiaoyu finally spoke, with a rare hesitation.
