The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 208 Rape and Murder

Tang Nineteen's face was dark, and he was so difficult to serve when he praised him so much.

But thinking that he is a "puppy leg" now, he quickly piled up a smile: "Then next time, I will try not to say anything."

"Can you do it? Unless you sew this mouth up."

His finger touched her lips, both of them were startled, and then looked away unnaturally.

What emotions bloom quietly between the two, colorful and fragrant.

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Tang Nineteen was overjoyed these days. Ever since she got the order to visit the Judiciary, although she couldn't make a name for herself in the Judiciary, at least she could return to her former favorite profession.

The days of being bored in Prince Qin's mansion all day long are over, she is like a flying bird, she leaves early every day and returns late at night, and sometimes she wished she could spend the night in the Criminal Division.

Mr. Fu is happy that she is here, because after Tang Nineteen "joined", he has many cases in his hands and the progress is rapid.

For this princess, he admired her again and again, and even gradually became a little admiring. She solved several backlogs of old cases, and Mr. Fu was very happy, wishing to leave her in the criminal justice department for twelve hours.

But he always remembered the order the prince gave him before: "Before dark, drive her away, and before dawn, don't let her in."

Therefore, no matter how exciting and intense the discussion of the case sometimes was, Master Fu had no choice but to send someone to send Tang Nineteen back when he saw that it was getting dark.

This kind of day, when it comes to winter, changes a little bit.

Because of the short days in winter, sometimes Tang Nineteen was desperate to leave, and Mr. Fu had nothing to do.

At first, he was afraid of being scolded by the King of Qin, but later, the King of Qin came to pick them up in person every day, sitting quietly and watching Tang Nineteen analyze the case with them, never interrupting, never blaming, Mr. Fu finally felt at ease.

The Criminal Division solved several homicide cases one after another, but most of the credit was given to the Dali Temple, because the Criminal Division was just a branch of the Dali Temple, and Tang Nineteen was sometimes really worthless for the Criminal Division.

Tang Nineteen looked down on Dali Temple from the bottom of his head and enjoyed its success, but he never told anyone in the Criminal Division that there was a bit of sowing discord in it.

However, a case in early December touched Tang Nineteen's backs.

It was a homicide case. Yuan Mengfang, the second son of Dali Temple Minister, raped and murdered the daughter of an innocent family. However, due to his power, no one dared to come forward to testify. Plaque DNA comparisons are not possible.

Therefore, there was no evidence and no physical evidence. Even if the girl's father cried and blindly identified Yuan Mengfang as the murderer, the case would not progress well.

Mr. Sifu, the criminal, is an upright person who has always been committed to finding out the clues of Yuan Mengfang's murder, but one day the girl's father suddenly came and surrendered, saying that his daughter died of a sudden illness and had nothing to do with anyone. Yuan Mengfang, because he wanted to benefit from it.

Mr. Fu was furious afterwards, but what was angry was not that the old man changed his confession. What was angry was that he sent someone to investigate and found out that the old man was beaten up by a group of people for no reason. The beating happened just the day before the old man changed his confession.

Obviously, the old man was threatened and had to change his confession in order to survive.

Tang Nineteen found out about this from Mr. Fu, and was also bored for a long time.

After returning to Prince Qin's Mansion, he went directly to Tianxin Building.

Now she and Qu Tiange have indeed started to live a good life. Except for the matter of men and women, they can discuss everything between them, and there is no need to provoke each other with swords drawn and angry eyes.

(End of this chapter)