Zhao Er seemed to have not heard her words at all.
His eyes were always on Jing Rong who was not far from him.
"Miss?"
She came to her senses.
"What's up?"
"I was the one who asked the young lady, why... must you stare at that young master?"
She immediately made a "shush" at the girl.
"What's the matter, miss?"
"Don't tell me." Her face turned red instantly.
The girl looked at her blankly.
Not sure why.
Although her young lady is very simple, it is hard to guess the woman's mind.
Zhao Er couldn't restrain the urge in her heart, so she stepped towards Jingrong and leaned over.
"Master Jing."
The voice shouted softly!
Jing Rong put his hands behind his back, he was looking at the snow, and when he heard the sound, he looked back.
Just saw Zhao Er's small and exquisite body has come to her side.
A pair of big watery eyes were looking at him.
"Is something wrong with Miss Zhao'er?"
"No." She shook her head.
Stand silently.
Jing Rong glanced at the one in the morgue, then said, "It's so cold, you'd better go back first. If you need anything else, you'll be notified."
"It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold." She smiled slightly.
"Then go back to the hall just now and sit."
"Are you caring about me?"
Jing Rong couldn't help laughing, looking at the little girl in front of her, "Miss Zhao Er, I think something, have you misunderstood?"
"Something? What? What am I misunderstanding?"
Big eyes filled with confusion.
She didn't pretend she didn't understand, but she really didn't.
Such a woman's words and deeds, and even all the thoughts in her heart, almost surfaced on the surface.
There is no city government at all!
Jing Rong saw countless people, and naturally knew the simplicity and kindness of this little girl.
He wanted to speak more clearly, but after thinking about it, he swallowed it.
Just say: "Nothing!"
Turn your eyes and continue to look at the snow,
Zhao Er continued to stare at him blankly.
A very happy smile on the corners of the mouth...
And in the autopsy room.
Ji Yunshu was checking the stone with Su Qiao's head inside.
Because the stone was chiseled, a few pieces lay in pieces.
She picked up one of them, looked at it, and asked, "Is there any vinegar in here?"
An old official said, "Yes!"
Get someone quickly!
Ji Yunshu dipped a little vinegar on his fingers and rubbed it on the stone a few times.
There were distinct dark ash particles falling off the stone.
"It's made of plaster!" she said.
Li Cheng heard the words, "Are you sure it's made of gypsum?" "There will be no fakes. The person who made this fake stone mixed a gray pigment into the gypsum, and this pigment should be extracted from minerals. Mixed with plaster, it is difficult to fade, only with vinegar can be wiped off! So it can also make those real stones look real! And plaster
What is made is very light, which is why this stone is lighter than other stones. "
Li Cheng listened silently.
Confused again: "But why did the murderer make a fake stone out of plaster and hide the head of the deceased inside?"
"This... I don't know either!" Ji Yunshu thought for a while and asked, "Is the merchant who transported gambling stones still in prison?"
"Yes, it's still closed!"
"I want to meet them and ask something."
"I'll bring them here now."
"No, it's getting late, so I'll ask again tomorrow."
"also."
Ji Yunshu said again: "By the way, Cheng Shizi, I want you to go and check one more thing for me."
"What, you say, as long as I can do it."
"Please go to the Criminal Department and bring up the case about Du Mubai."
"Check him?"
"Um."
Li Cheng was silent for a while. He didn't ask any more questions, and agreed: "Okay! I'll give it to you tomorrow."
So, the two went out.
As soon as they came out, they saw Jing Rong and Zhao Er standing under the eaves.
One is watching the snow!
One is watching people!
The picture appears to be very harmonious.
Li Cheng smiled.
Then yin and yang said angrily to Ji Yunshu's ear: "See if you don't see it, this is called the appearance of a talented woman."
Apparently, it was intentional to stimulate Ji Yunshu!
Can-
Ji Yunshu was neither angry nor uncomfortable.
She and Jingrong have gone through so many things, and that relationship has long been ingrained, and no one can intervene in it.
She also knew that Jing Rong only had herself in her heart.
There is no room for anyone!
Li Cheng saw that she didn't care at all, and was about to say something.
Jing Rong's voice rang out.
"Is it all right?"
Ji Yunshu nodded at him, and turned to Li Cheng and said, "If you become a prince, then we will go back first, and I will come back tomorrow."
"okay!"
Obviously don't want to be separated.
And Ji Yunshu had already walked to Jing Rong's side.
Both left...
Zhao Er wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he stopped.
Looking at the two figures, the tall one and the short one, gradually left.
Somewhat lost!
Li Cheng is the same!
After that, he glanced at Zhao Er: "Little Zhao Er, hurry back, or your father knows that you are with me, and then it's time to make a big fuss."
Zhao Er glared at him: "Brother Cheng, you are prejudiced against my father!"
"What kind of your father is, I have deeply understood it in the early years. If your sister hadn't married a good family, how would I have escaped?"
"Who told you to provoke my eldest sister!"
Uh!
this…
Li Cheng smiled awkwardly.
Then he said, "Okay, I'll have someone take you back. If there is anything else, I'll find you later."
Throw away these words and walk away!
Zhao Er stood there.
…
Li Cheng returned to the house.
But his face was heavy.
He stood at the gate, neither in nor out.
When the servant saw it, he asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
He sighed.
Gritting his teeth, he went to his sister's yard.
Since Li Wenshu came back from the call, he never went out again, and spent all day reading in the house.
People are looking stupid!
Li Cheng walked to the door and paused.
Then-
Knocked on the door.
This is his first time knocking on the door!
Li Wenshu glanced at him and wondered why the child is so well-behaved
"come in."
Then keep reading!
After Li Cheng came in, he sat across from her and didn't speak.
a little while...
Li Wenshu looked up: "What's wrong?"
"Sister..."
"Why do you hesitate? Just say something."
Li Cheng kept one hand inside his jacket, and after a while, he stretched it out.
He was holding the old fan in his hand.
He handed it to Li Wenshu.
Li Wenshu didn't know, put down the book in his hand and took it over.
Open it up and take a look!
When I saw the writing above—
A tight palm.
My heart suddenly trembled.
Eye sockets moist.
"This is... his handwriting." "So my sister still remembers it."