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 Fang Qing thought for a while and answered, "It's not like it."
 Partner: "How do you say?"
 "If it's a psychosis and random killing, but the scene is too clean. Obviously planned, it looks like a normal person. But he's crazy about the corpse, it's really abnormal."
 Neither of them spoke again, after all, they had no experience with this murder.
 Seeing that the night was getting darker and darker, none of the criminals was hit by iron. Fang Qing gave everyone a half-night vacation and went back to sleep. He slowly walked out of the police station.
 The moon is very nice. When she was not at peace, Fang Qing liked to walk around the ancient city. And now that the case can't be found out, he has always followed a rule of the old criminal police: when the investigation encountered a bottleneck, he ran to the scene more, maybe there will be new gains.
 After a while, I passed by the Yao's Inn. At this time just after 11 o'clock, the door of the inn was open, and no one looked at it at a glance. Fang Qing moved with her heart.
 Speaking of the Yao's Inn, no one knows or knows the whole ancient city. The Yao family is a local family. The current Yao family is called Yao Yuange and has several inns, restaurants, and factories. Can be considered a tyrant. The Yao family compound is said to be an old mansion left in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The Yao family heard that they lived in an old house nearby.
 There are four stone beasts at the four corners of the courtyard. The yard is large, and there is a garden in the back with a fish pond and many trees. Fang Qing walked into the garden and saw a middle-aged man standing by the pool and feeding fish.
 Fang Qing suddenly recognized that he was Yao's boss, Yao Yuange. He was wearing a dark Chinese suit and was of medium build. Fang Qing has read the information. He is 48 years old, but the real person is well maintained. He is in his early 40s, looks good, and looks very elegant.
 Fang Qing knew him, but he didn't necessarily know Fang Qing. When he saw someone coming, Yao Yuange smiled and said, "Don't sleep yet?"
 Bacheng regarded him as a guest of the hotel.
 Fang Qing also laughed, without answering: "Yeah, you can't sleep. Are you in the guesthouse?"
 Yao Yuange smiled: "I'm the boss here."
 Fang Qing showed a surprised expression: "Disrespectful and disrespectful! This inn is really good, and the boss is doing a good job." After that, he boasted the inn again, with any decoration and style. He heard Yao Yuange smile slightly.
 "But ..." Fang Qing frowned. "I heard that a guest living on the first floor in front of me was killed a few days ago. Should the inn's business be affected? To be honest, I felt scared when I heard it. "
 Yao Yuange frowned and replied, "Where did you think this would happen? The ancient city has never been there. Don't be afraid, the killing happened on the outside street, not in our inn, but the guest happened to live here. That thing After the incident, I asked all the staff to strengthen the security. They are on duty 24 hours. In contrast, it is still safest to live with us. The young man ... when he said a few days ago when he returned, I was in I've even met outside for a walk and talked a few words. It's a good guy, it's a pity. "
 Fang Qing was silent for a while and asked, "Boss, do you often sleep so late?"
 Yao Yuange replied: "As people get older, they feel less. I often feed fish or take walks along the inn at night. It's a habit."
 After leaving Yao's Inn, Fang Qing took out his notebook and wrote down all the conversations just now. This is also the work style passed down from the old criminal police: good memory is worse than bad writing. Some confessions and interviews did not feel the same at that time, and after contacting other clues afterwards, maybe there were new discoveries.
 However, this Yao Yuange does not seem suspicious at present, and there is no obvious motive for killing.
 Fang Qing then went to the scene of the crime. There he received a call from the investigator.
 "Fang, the investigators extracted half a clear palm print on a wall about 4 meters away from the body."
 Fang Qing was happy. However, an investigator was immediately told: "The comparison results came out very quickly because the palm print belongs to the victim."
 Hanging up the phone, Fang Qing stared at the empty corpse point under the dim street lamp. He looked up again and looked at the wall where the palm print was found by the investigator. Judging from the location, the victim returned from that direction and was killed after passing through that wall. There is an eave above the wall, blocking the rain, no wonder it was preserved. However, this palm print belongs to the victim and has little reference value.
 Fang Qing raised her head and looked around. It's not far from the street, it's close. But the murderer must not have run into the street all day. That is to say, that person must be hiding in these nearby houses and inns. If it is a private house, you have to be careful not to let your neighbors see it. If it is an inn, is there a high probability of guests? Not big. Who can stab back to the inn with a **** thorn? On the contrary, the staff is more likely.
 Thinking so divergently, he followed the scene of the case and continued to move forward. When he met the first intersection, he found that the road on the left was brighter, but there was no light on the right and it was much darker. He moved in his heart and went on to the right.
 After walking about tens of meters, there was a fork in the road. It was already past 12 o'clock, and there was a small restaurant on the right side with the door open. Pours of water were pouring out, and the man sat at the door to wash dishes. According to Fang Qing's knowledge, the nearby residents, criminal police have visited, but no witnesses were found. So Fang Qing turned to the left side of the road.
 After walking for about a minute or two, Fang Qing suddenly stopped.
 In front is an abandoned elementary school. The one-man tall iron door was locked, and inside it was a small yard, dark. If visitors pass by, they probably don't care. Locals know that this elementary school was abandoned for several years. Because the demolition procedures have not been completed, they have not moved.
 Fang Qing looked to the left and right, not far from the road, but it was dark and covered with big trees, and no one would notice the dead end. Fang Qing's heart suddenly beat fast, she pulled her gloves from her pocket, put them on, flipped over the wall, and jumped lightly.
 An old tree was planted in the yard, and the low buildings were piled with debris. There was only a dim moonlight, which was dimly illuminated. Fang Qing raised her head first and saw that there was a passage through the courtyard, which was the back door of this elementary school. He approached creptly, glanced at the door and was surprised.
 It turned out that the door wasn't really locked, it was just a cover. There was a quiet alley outside the door, and there was no one. Over a few houses, I saw a familiar roof-Yao family compound. Fang Qing moved. It seems to be back again, not too far away.
 There is a darker color on the door handle. Fang Qing pulled out the small flashlight from his pocket and looked closely, like blood.
 He took the flashlight and turned to walk into the room.
 "Squeak" and gently opened the door. Mottled walls, gray floors, tables and chairs piled in the corners. Fang Qing turned on the flashlight and checked it carefully. The dark brown traces on the corner of the wall, and a small circle dripping on the ground, resemble blood stains, and it is difficult to not notice.
 Fang Qing squatted on the ground with a flashlight in her mouth, a bit beautiful in her heart.
 No, I found it.
 The blood of that man had nowhere to go. I'm afraid I found this place long ago, changed my clothes, and then escaped. That's why investigators failed to find this "blood man" in road surveillance. These traces at the scene, without extracting a fingerprint footprint, can't help him finding it all the way, smelling clues!
 He was staring down, and in the extremely quiet eardrum, he heard a sound suddenly. It sounds like someone stepping on a fallen leaf in the yard. Fang Qing froze with a series of speculations like jumping into his head with a series of guesses--the man acted cautiously and thoughtfully; the day was rushed, and he was emotional when he killed the man, eager to escape, and changed clothes here and ran. But in hindsight, I may think that there is still blood left here. Probably return again, clean up ...
 Fang Qing suddenly turned off the flashlight, and the room fell into darkness. He leaned against the door and waited for the man to approach.
 The air moved silently across human skin, bringing a little coolness. Fang Qing stared at the door and waited for a while, and saw that the door was slowly pushed open. A tall, thin man came in. Black suit and short hair. In the moonlight, at first glance his face turned out to be Qingjun's. There was no expression on the man's face, he quickly looked around the house and walked towards the blood on the ground.
 He squatted down.
 Fang Qing was less than half a meter away.
 When it was said later, Fang Qing clasped his shoulders, "Don't move!" The man was taken aback, and his backhand was about to break free. Fang Qing did not expect that he still had two sons. In addition, the man was very tall and he was freed.
 But there are only two.
 Fang Qing dragged his arm along the way, a beautiful over-the-shoulder fell, and dropped him directly to the ground. The man grunted, but said, "Such a standard action ... police?"
 Fang Qing sneered: "Who are you? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
 "I ..." The man smiled unexpectedly. "It seems your brain is turning a bit slowly. Actually, from the moment I entered the door to the present, I cannot infer that I am doing the same thing as you."
 This big string of words made Fang Qing slightly dizzy. He only thought that this man was a little weird, and didn't say much nonsense. He reached out his handcuffs, "clicked" and handcuffed the other side, and pushed out: "Go back to the police station and talk."
 Fang Qing turned on the flashlight, but saw the man staring at the handcuffs, his face was incredible, and he was very focused. Fang Qing's heart moved: Before that, he and his partner speculated that the criminal might be a psychopath. It looks like it really looks a bit like that. He secretly stirred up two hundred percent, alerting the suspect to a sudden madness.
 Fang Qing called a few investigators and drove over to pick them up while blocking the scene. Fortunately, along the way, men were very quiet and did not behave abnormally. Fang Qing drove the car, and glanced occasionally, and found that his fingers were still a little bit on his thigh, looking very leisurely.
 So the strange feeling in Fang Qing's heart became stronger.
 It was two o'clock in the night to return to the bureau. Several criminal policemen who were still on duty heard that the boss caught a suspect and came back. Fang Qing did not act lightly or publicly. He took the man into the interrogation room, called his partner, and closed the interrogation.
 An incandescent light turned on, illuminating the solemn and rigid interrogation room.
 Fang Qing and her partner looked at each other, the partner sat down with a cough, and brought a cup of hot tea to the man.
 The man was probably handcuffed for a long time, and his face was not very good. He took a sip of the tea and said, "Old tea leaves are a bit musty and difficult to drink. Your police station is not good at building grassroots civilization.
 "Don't bullshit." Fang Qing growled, "Name?"
 The man's finger tapped on the tea cup: "Bo Jinyan."
 "age?"
 "28."
 "Hometown?"
 "Sakai."
 "Professional?"
 "Specially appointed expert of the Criminal Psychology Research Office of the Ministry of Public Security and a visiting professor at the Public Security University."
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 She has chosen a path that is different from that of the ordinary person and she has also fallen in love with a man who is different from that of ten thousand other. Thus even she is covered in bruises, her heart filled with reassurances. Pain radiates from the bottom of her heart, but happiness also brims from the bottom of her heart, causing the secluded Butterfly Killer from the masked gang of killers to emerge……
 Darkness is everywhere. To get to the bottom of this painful investigation, he must leave to uncover the illusions behind the darkness. Justice is like the cold rocks in a deep abyss beneath the great moon. Yet the clear light has always existed in the dark. If he finally comes, please close your two tearful eyes in the depths of the night forevermore.
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 Huo Yanqing: The powerful and famous successor of the Huo family in Fangcheng. Rumors say that he is temperamental and ruthless and doesn’t like females. Once, an actress wanted to touch his cheek. He got rid of her arm on the spot. The rumors say that he is so handsome that he is not of this world. He is an enticing male god with self-restraint. It’s a pity that he is blind.
 In her previous life, Shu Xin’s slag sister stole her boyfriend, took away her father, and switched out her heart. Shu Xian finally died of heart failure.
 After rebirth, she vows to take back everything that was hers and live a wonderful life! She will tear apart her slag sister, drive away her stepmother, and abuse her boyfriend. She also transforms from an unknown university student into a famous national architectural design master.
 Along the way, that eminent and unapproachable man has always been protecting her. He says, “Xin’er, go ahead and do it. Even if you stab a hole in the sky, I will fill it in for you.”
 Later on, everyone in Fangcheng finds out that Shu Xin is Hua Yanqing’s spoiled darling.
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 She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss. 
 He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go. 
 Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back. 
 Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.” 
 Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.
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 Mu Yanyan transmigrated in a book and became a third-rate actress who tried to poison her wealthy vegetative husband for the property. Before the original owner succeeded, she was caught by Han Zheng who just woke up, and the ending can be imagined.
 Mu Yanyan, who had just transmigrated, looked at Han Zheng who was about to wake up, and immediately concealed with her affectionate personality: “Husband, as long as you can wake up, I am willing to eat vegetable forever.”
 From then on, Mu Yanyan played an affectionate personality every day.
 Everyday rainbow fart flies up. Young Master Han was in a good mood.
 His wife didn’t even eat any meat for him, so he got his wife like this.
 What more could the husband ask for!
 Until one day an entry “Mu Yanyan ate it” airborne a hot search.
 “Derailed?”
 “f*cking big news, Yan Yan’s poisonous woman was finally caught.”
 “Too embarrassing to be a woman, hurry up and get out of the entertainment circle.” … All waiting for Yan Yan to get out of the entertainment circle.
 Lu Heifen was particularly excited to open the link.
 In the picture, there was a girl holding a bowl of braised pork, while the man standing next to her is staring at the bowl in her hand with his face is as black as charcoal.
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 The later generations immensely revered Great Wei’s Jianan Emperor. During the period of his reign, Great Wei entered its golden era. 
 Interestingly, all the records, that glorified his accomplishments unanimously agreed, that Jianan Emperor had only one flaw in his life: He favored only imperial noble consort! 
 Zhou Tong was very annoyed. She time-traveled out of blue, didn’t even have time to take a breath, and yet, already had to deal with troubles. 
 What? The original owner of her body was a walk-on cannon fodder*? She couldn’t even be regarded as a second female lead? 
 Zhou Tong is angry! Change, it must change! This plot needs a beautiful turn around in order to be worthy of sis’s coquettish personality! 
 This is a story of the unfortunate time-traveling lass, who possessed the body of reborn aboriginal maiden and became the Great Wei’s beloved imperial consort.
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 Little screenwriter Gu Nian has a secret. She was a big fan of an 18th-tier actor by the name of Luo Xiu.
 Luo Xiu was good looking but his acting was god awful. He had no work for 2 years, the one time that he was on a show, he was mocked to the point that even his own mother wouldn’t admit that he was her son.
 As such, he dropped straight to 180th-tier.
 Gu Nian, on the other hand, was determined to become a gold medal screenwriter and had him be her dedicated male supporting character.
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 Luo Xiu had a loyal fan. Ever since his debut, she did everything that a fan would — wait for him at airports, vote for him online, and wave banners of his. Other fans would waver back and forth but this girl remained his loyal fan for two straight years.
 Once she was drunk after they have met each other, she patted him on his shoulder, cried and said, “Son, its okay that you are not backed by big bosses! When Mommy become a gold-medal screenwriter, I will back you!”
 Luo Xiu: “……”
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 After Gu Nian became a gold-medal screenwriter and signed her contract with a up-and-coming media company, she was summoned to a meeting at their office.
 She texted Luo Xiu outside of the conference room, “Son! Mommy can back you now! Just you wait!”
 Soon after she sent the message, she heard a notification chime coming from in front of her.
 Gu Nian looked up, puzzled, and saw a very familiar handsome face.
 The secretary introduced the two of them, “Miss Gu, this is our CEO, Luo Xiu.”
 Gu Nian: …..?
 Secretary: “Boss Luo, this is….”
 “No need for introduction, I know her.” Luo Xiu looked up after he finished reading the text. His eyes a dark black color. “This is the boss who has been backing me behind the scene.”
 Everyone: ….? ? ?
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 The enchanting and beautiful big brother’s mouth lifted up into a demonic smile, spitting out cruel and sorrowful words. “Take it out, don’t leave an intact corpse!”
 The cold second brother with the icy eyes continuously bled alongside the dying and suffering man.
 Their eyes were purple and enchanting. They were this world’s devils, banished by the people.
 When they gained strength, they retaliated by destroying the heavens and exterminating the earth.
 She was a girl who mistakenly entered another world. She’s their salvation and is the only one that must be obtained at all costs.
 Overbearingly possessive and absolutely unrestrained indulgent pampering as long as she stayed by their side.
 A gentle as jade man, a faint and dedicated guard.
 There were those who liked it silent.
 What is the type of love?
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 Fu Yanzhi is a famous ice king in the Diyi Hospital. He is aloof, self-reliant, and just like a snowy mountain, no one could shake him.
 One day, Dr. Fu’s office started being frequently visited by a cheongsam-wearing belle-designer. She had an alluring figure, red lips, and fair skin.
 At first, his colleagues started betting that within a month, she would be rejected by Dr. Fu and would never set foot in their department again.
 A month later, she was still coming around.
 Three months later, a colleague saw her talking intimately with Dr. Fu.
 When she came out of his office, the high and aloof Dr. Fu’s ears were stained with bright lipstick and he was full of vitality.
 A year later, she and Dr. Fu got the marriage certificate.
 “……”
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 Upon waking up, Ruan Xia had transmigrated into a webnovel that she had stayed up all night to finish reading. She had become the villain’s mother.
 In the novel, after the death of her first husband, the original owner of the body had hooked up with a Mr. Perfect at the fastest possible speed. Worried and discontent that her son from her first marriage would become a burden on her, she heartlessly abandoned her son.
 Having once held the best quality script and informed of future events, Ruan Xia looked at her still alive first husband as well as her future villain son. She sighed. She wanted to apply for a different script!
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 Have you ever seen someone buy a daddy for himself?
 One day, a little boy named Fu Xing comes across a stranger, Han Siqi, and insists on buying the man to be his daddy. Besides, he is ready to give his mommy to the man for free! How ridiculous!
 Fu Zhengzheng, Fu Xing’s mother, is a policewoman who is going to work undercover at Weihan Group. Her real aim is to investigate a drug trafficking case in this well-known company in B city.
 The first day Fu Zhengzheng goes to Weihan Group, she is surprised to find that her new boss is Han Siqi, the man Fu Xing has bought to be his daddy! More surprisingly, Han Siqi looks the same as Nian Xi, Fu Xing’s blood father! She loves Nian Xi deeply but has lost track of him for many years.
 Is Han Siqi really the man she has always been looking for? How will Han Siqi respond to the son and wife that suddenly appear in his life? Will he accept them? Is Han Siqi involved in the drug trafficking case?
 To search for the answers, please keep reading the novel, which will definitely tell you a wonderful and surprising story.
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 When choosing the companion system, Congliang did a trick, palace fights, house fights, scumbags, counterattacks, and other systems that seemed to be particularly wasteful of brain cells, and pulled a particularly pure-looking “Scum Girl Congliang System”.
 Being good means being a good person, and being a good person is simple. 
 However, after starting the time-travel mission, Cong Liang discovered that her trapping system has another more appropriate name – “Sura Heart Hunting Field” 
 In other words, how to make a person who was imprisoned by you, humiliated, beaten, abandoned, abused, ridiculed, betrayed, harmed, exploited… fell in love with you and gave you a sincere kiss? 
 Wait online! Very urgent!
 First wear – lame prince 
 Second wear – Blind man 
 The third wear – juvenile offender with severed finger 
 Fourth wear – ghost face fifth uncle 
 Fifth wear – one-armed tailor
 【important hint! ! ! 】 
 The heroine is a rough man at heart, the hero and the woman got the wrong script series 
 Every world I will write seriously, so I may wear it slowly 
 As always, all logical common sense comes from the author’s brain hole, all for the service of the target, you are easy to go crazy 
 Declined to examine the textual research list, and to take the author’s anger
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 Seria, a social outcast, has changed.
 Seria Stern, the wicked woman who made everyone tremble with fear, was now calm.
 In fact, she wasn’t just changed, she was a completely different person.
 The moment she realized that she had possessed the body of the villain Seria, in a romance novel, she had a hunch about the future and decided to live low.
 She would avoid kidnapping and harassing the original heroine, hence preventing her death by decapitation at the hands of Kalis, the second male lead.
 In order to avoid that, she had to fix her bad relationship with Kalis and even healed his injured arm.
 Thanks to that she got engaged with him, so it’s all worked out.
 Finally, the original heroine returned, and her husband, Lesche, should be on good terms with her now.
 “I’ve been waiting to escort her, so…”
 Lesche asked, resolutely cutting off Kalis’ words.
 “Miss Seria, it would be better for you to choose. With whom would you want to go with?”
 Something was strange.
 The original, wasn’t it perfectly fine?
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 After transmigrating into a novel, Ye Fan became the villain’s mother. 
 After falling into a scheme, she gave birth to the villain, Film Emperor He han’s son, and the latter had no knowledge of it. 
 Ye Fan is a stand-in for a famous young actress, and the person she had to film an intimate scene with actually happened to be that Film Emperor. 
 The original Ye Fan abandoned the villain son, and when the matter was revealed, she was drowned completely in hate by the netizens. 
 Fortunately, the villain son had yet to grow up, and the Film Emperor knew nothing about it all. All Ye Fan needed to do was raise her child with the mentality of a buddha. 
 On the film debut right after an award ceremony, the matter of Ye Fan’s illegitimate child was exposed, shocking the entire net. 
 It was unexpected. 
 The prince of silver screen He Han who had always kept a clean and self-conscious image had a press conference that day. 
 “There is something I’ve been hiding from everyone. I have a three-year-old child.” 
 Article 2 
 The little one tailing behind Ye Fan saw the Film Emperor on TV. 
 In a tender voice, he said, “Mama, mama, why does that man look so much like me?” 
 Ye Fan glanced at the screen and looked away again. 
 She held her dear baby’s face and said, “You must have seen it wrong, my son.” 
 Film Emperor: Hehe.
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