"Listen to the name? She must be a great beauty." Yuan Gungun said with a face of envy.
"What?"
"Because she is a brother and sister, it must be excellent." Yuan Gungun looked at him with a serious face.
"Hehe, are you a pony fart?" Jixiu scraped her nose.
"No, I’m serious," Yuan Gungun retorted.
At this moment, the white housekeeper came out with a silver plate, looked at it and quietly put hot food in front of Yuan Gungun.
"Eat and roll."
"Thank you, white mother, it smells good." Yuan Gungun hugged the white housekeeper’s waist and then picked up a spoon and ate it.
Bai Guanjia watched Qi Xiu eating the same food and stroking Yuan Gungun’s judo on his head. "Go to the garden to bask in the sun after eating. Yajing and Yawen will wait for you and your babies in the garden."
"Then can I eat in the garden?"
"It’s all right to go." The white housekeeper took the silver plate and walked ahead.
"Brother bye-bye." Yuan Gungun smiled and waved with Jixiu’s heart behind the white housekeeper.
JiXiu looked at her back corners of the mouth pulled up a charming smile.
The top floor of the regiment
Yas put his hand on the desk. "Master, here are the photos and information you asked for."
Yan Yan played the file and looked at it without saying a word
After half a ring, he frowned and pointed to a photo almost covered with scarlet. "Is this yesterday?"
"The location of the crime is that the owner took it to the playground to wash his hands. The information in it is still not perfect, and the autopsy report has not come out, but it is obviously the same technique." Yas looked at the photo and turned his eyes away.
"No news from the Dark Man?" Yan Yan looked at the photo quietly and the tone was cold.
"I’m sorry, master …" Yas bowed his head and was a little nervous.
"All the deceased were sexy and coquettish women with corrupt private lives. Yuan Gungun obviously didn’t have such conditions. Why do you think the murderer sent her that email?" It was the same tone that made Yas break out in a cold sweat.
"I think … maybe the killer is not aiming at rolling but …"
"I" Yan Yan Che answered the words indifferently.
Yas looked up at him and took a sip of his thin lips without speaking.
"The skull of the deceased is also missing. Do you think it was eaten by the murderer or sold?" Yan Yan put photos and information on his line of sight
Yas swallowed saliva and looked a little pale.
"The wound is not smooth and serrated. This person seems to be dismembered by his mouth instead of tools. The meat is everywhere and his teeth are very sharp." Yan Yanche continued to say casually
Yashan got wet on his shirt and didn’t know what to say.
"Maybe it’s not a person, don’t you think?" Yan Yanche pushed the photo forward and put it in front of him.
Chapter 89
"Master … master … can you choose …" Yas closed his eyes and was almost sick.
"Inform the ghost that I want to borrow someone to help me investigate all the dark people in new york" Yan Yan said lightly.
"Investigation of dark people? But the dark people are all your people. Do you doubt them? "
"They are also leopard people, so they are all bloody in blood, but they have evolved in recent years. I have reason to suspect that betrayal is also a good reason to target." Yan Yanche got up and walked to the door
"Master, where are you going? Let me see you off, "said Yas Leng Leng and then turned around dutifully.
"Go to Yuan Gu and do your own thing. Give me the answer as soon as possible. You know I have no patience." Yan Yan walked out of the door without looking back.
Yas sighed and looked back at the photos on the desk. He turned them over and put them back in the folder.
Yuanjiadazhai
Yuan Jingliu leisurely soaks tea, which looks very skillful and professional. However, the tea ceremony is a theatrical prop, but the fun of drinking tea can also be a pastime game. Some people drink tea in their mouths, which is really elegant and dynamic, and some people are more than tea. It is often a kind of life, and Yuan Jingliu obviously belongs to the latter.
Yan Yanche looked at him and it was difficult to connect the man in front of him with the rice ball at home. It seems that she really didn’t leave her father at all.
Yuan Jingliu moved the brewed tea before him. "Is Mr. Black here to visit me?"
"No" Yan Yanche picked up the purple sand cup and took a sip of "I want to marry Yuan Gungun"
Yuan Jingliu tugged at the corner of his mouth. "What do you think my answer is?"
"There will be one soon." Put the purple sand cup in a light tone.