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Chapter 471 All kinds of suspicions
Sergeant Liu will still hurt people?incredible.There's been a lot of strange things going on at the police station lately.Didn't Qin Feng stab the dean's wife just now?Could it be that this kid took care of the old fox again?
Zhang Wenxuan frowned, confused by a series of confusions.He suffered a lot in prison last month, and was finally released on Qin Feng's guarantee.

In addition to concentrating on work and going all out, this honest man is often anxious on the way to and from get off work: he is afraid that he will be in danger of being arrested again if Sergeant Liu gives an order.

This fear increased day by day after Yuexian's death, causing her insomnia every night.

Recently, the dean forced him to resign, and he also introduced his next family who was not badly paid.

After several times of entanglement and hesitation, I chose not to go to work for the time being and go back to my hometown.After the new year, look again, maybe you won't come back.

If Yuexian's father hadn't ordered someone to tie her up and shut her down in the cellar on the night before her departure, the boat would have been sailing for a day and a night by now.

He looked over his head apprehensively.There was a blinding yellow light on the lamp.

"It's been too chaotic recently. No one can tell what will happen when you wake up. You should be more careful."

Qilan patted his chest solemnly: "No matter how dangerous it is, we should not waste every day we should live."

"Xiao Lan is right," Xiao Mei nodded approvingly, "Brother Zhang, you need to be happy. It's almost Chinese New Year, eat and drink well. Don't think about anything else."

"I'll go to the kitchen, the food is almost ready."

She stood up, and as soon as she took a step, she saw a crooked scarf at the foot of the sofa.

"Brother Zhang, your scarf is dirty on the floor. Let me wash it."

"Boom!"

A glass bottle with a round mouth fell domineeringly on the floor and rolled for several minutes before stopping.

It seems to be protesting the dissatisfaction of being wrapped in a scarf along the way.

The two people on the sofa were stunned.

In a moment of carelessness, he even forgot the existence of this dangerous product.

There are some things that I tried my best to hide, but now I am afraid it will be unacceptable.

The living room was quiet again.

It was so silent that the hearts of the three people could be heard beating in different rhythms.

Xiaomei stared blankly at the glass bottle on the ground for a while, then picked it up again with the hand towel on the tea table.

She keenly smelled the smell of the medicine, and her complexion instantly became serious.

"Xiaolan, where did you get the formalin?"

Qilan sat next to Zhang Wenxuan with a guilty conscience, faltering:
"We picked up on the way here and found a dead man hanging from a tree"

Xiaomei was excited for a moment and coughed continuously.

Her cheeks turned from pink to crimson, and large drops of sweat rolled down her smooth forehead.

"Oh, it's good to be sick again?"

After hearing the news, Mama Shi rushed over with a look of anxiety, and frantically opened the cabinet to search.

"The medicine is here, take some more. Drink more water."

She came over with a box of leftover medicine and helped Xiaomei to sit on the sofa.

"I woke up with less clothes and caught a cold again. Poor child!"

Zhang Wenxuan hurried over, and stretched out his hand to test the patient's forehead, "I don't have a fever. Taking too much of this medicine is harmful to the body, and I need to take it only when I am very sick."

The authority is here.Mama Shi also felt relieved.

The confusion in Qilan's heart continued unabated.Fragments of memory suddenly come alive.

One evening, he and Xiaomei went to the small darkroom where Zhang Wenxuan stored human specimens.It is full of bottles and jars made of glass of various shapes, large and small.

There was an inconspicuous small medicine bottle, which I didn't pay much attention to at the time, but when I recalled it now, it looked familiar.

"Could this bottle come from a hospital?"

"Then who killed someone and even applied the antiseptic potion?"

Xiaomei's reaction just now may have been a bit over the top.

It stands to reason that she worked with the surgeon, going in and out of the operating room and specimen room, and she was used to these things.

Thinking hard.

She looks as weak as a willow, but she has the feat of killing Captain Gao of the police station with a syringe.

Although the original intention was to save Zhang Wenxuan, her unknown side revealed the tip of the iceberg.

For some reason, Qilan was always a little uneasy.

"If Sister Xiaomei is a professional killer like Sister Xiaojin, I wouldn't be surprised. She is a decent lady."

Mama Shi circled around Xiaomei asking questions with concern.

She just coughed, shook her head, and refused to say a word.

Finally, he went up the stairs alone.

The door closed slowly behind her, also separating her from the outside world.

While Mama Shi was busy in the kitchen, Qilan quietly asked Zhang Wenxuan whether the formalin in the hospital was strictly controlled.

"The only ones who can get this medicine are our doctors and nurses who often participate in operations. After all, this medicine is not cheap, so we have to buy it from abroad. Small hospitals don't have it at all."

His words were in a gentle tone, but every word and every word passed into the young man's ears very clearly.

He went into the kitchen and beckoned his two companions to come out.

"Miss Xiaomei is tired, we should say goodbye too, we won't have lunch today."

"Huh? I haven't learned how to cook fish yet."

Chen Xing muttered, and he gave in helplessly after being kicked heavily by Xiao Jin on the shoe.

They thanked Mama Shi for her hospitality one by one, and told her to take good care of Xiaomei before leaving the house.

This afternoon, the weather was quite unusual.

The rain, which is rare in winter, finally stopped for two hours and then came again.

Xiao Jin raised his sleeves to cover his bangs, "It's a pity that I lost my umbrella during the fight, and I was drenched in the rain for nothing."

"Don't worry, I'll call a car."

Qilan reached out to the side of the road, raised his hand, and stopped a carriage.

Maybe it was due to the fight with Long Yun's master and apprentice, Chen Xing and Xiao Jin looked and looked carefully to make sure that the driver was not the same before they agreed to get in the car.

As soon as Zhang Wenxuan got into the car, he buried his face in his hands, unable to tell whether it was sadness or joy.

They dared not disturb him, but sat still in silence.

At the intersection less than ten meters away from the small courtyard, Qilan yelled to stop, paid the fare, and got out of the car first.They helped him down together.

The courtyard door opened.

The big rooster and the little white dog were chasing each other under the tree, it was very lively.

Seeing their owners enter the house, they jumped up to greet them respectively.

"Finally came back safely," Qilan hugged the fluffy "snowball", "Xiaobai ate less and lost weight. I need to add some meat."

"Big Huahua," Chen Xing touched the red comb of the rooster, "You know how to eat it, and you're fat again. Don't eat too much, or you won't be able to climb the tree and crow."

What they said made Xiao Jin cover his mouth and laugh secretly.

"You are not idle, you even raise animals, and treat them like people."

"It's strange, it's the first time you've seen Long Yun, how did you know to catch mice to deal with her?"

Chen Xing let go of the rooster, and laughed: "I grew up in the countryside. The older girls and younger daughter-in-laws, the more beautiful they are, the more afraid that mice will bite the boxes and jewelry."

"No, it's thanks to a nest of mice who have done a great job."

(End of this chapter)