Concubine is crazy

Chapter 641 Love is so deep that I can't extricate myself
Just as she was in a daze, the three previous corpses had already been lifted up.

Kang Sheng coughed lightly, reminding Pingyao to come back to his senses.

"Pingyao, why don't I tell the general that I can do the autopsy today and don't get involved with you." Kang Sheng also sensed that something was wrong, and wanted to carry it down by himself.

The corner of Ping's eyes glanced at Yin Quan, and saw that there was a cold and proud arc on the corner of his lips, but there was a confident demeanor in it, and he felt even more uneasy.

"Pingyao..." After a long time without Pingyao's response, Kang Sheng shouted again in a low voice.

"I'm fine, let me come. It's still the old rules."

Before the case was decided, it seemed that Yin Quan was not so scary anymore.

Seeing her return to her usual demeanor, Yin Quan couldn't help but clenched her fists secretly.

This is Ping Yao. Before the autopsy, she was a completely different person.But she is also heartless like this.

Ping Yao inspected the three corpses one by one, and Kang Sheng was responsible for recording and checking for omissions.

"Kang Sheng, you go down first and send someone to do something for me." Ping Yao closed the file and asked Kang Sheng in a low voice.

"Okay, tell me." Kang Sheng trusted Ping Yao very much. The case was so difficult that he couldn't think of anyone else who could find new clues and evidence to overturn the previous conclusion except Ping Yao.

According to Pingyao's instructions, Kang Sheng left for a while, and after a while, Kang Sheng returned to the hall and nodded slightly to Pingyao.

On the main seat, Yin Quan looked at Ping Yao with a sullen face. She was calm and mature in her eyes at the moment.It was the Song Weirui whom I had known for many years, but not the Pingyao who had hurt him to the bone.In the end, it was just his expectation.

He hoped that she wasn't the Pingyao who hurt him the most, but he fell in love with her after all.

Love is so deep that I can't extricate myself.

After Kang Sheng came back, Ping Yao's autopsy was basically over.

"There were three deaths and one serious injury at the scene, but the murderer was such a petite cook?" With these words, Ping Yao seemed to be asking herself.

"Then if it wasn't this cook, who else would it be? When the general rushed out, he said that no one left the scene, and no other strangers came in." Kang Sheng asked in a low voice.

"Bring up the cook and the injured person and ask them."

Ping Yao said in a deep voice.

After a while, the cook, whose hands and feet were chained, and the seriously injured son of the family were also carried up.

The cook knelt there with an unusually calm expression.

Pingtiao swept across the two of them, and raised her foot to come between them.

"You come to re-demonstrate how to kill these three people."

Pingyao handed the wooden simulated murder weapon to the cook, and the cook politely thanked Pingyao after she continued.

Immediately, he re-demonstrated the method of overturning the murder of the first three sons of the aristocratic family, regardless of the angle and strength of the murder weapon's penetration, it was exactly the same.

"This general just said, this cook is the murderer! Could it be that there are still ghosts who kill people?" The general patted his chest and said confidently.

"What the general said is absolutely true. People are killed by servants. Slaves deserve to die. They shouldn't waste their lives just because of a little personal grudge! Slaves are willing to suffer any punishment."

The cook lay on the ground and spoke quietly.

A completely appointed attitude.

And Yun Tuo, the son of the noble family who was lying down, was seriously injured. He was panting heavily at the moment, with his eyes half-closed, as if he didn't even have the strength to open them.

Ping Yao looked away from the cook and Yuntuo, and turned to look at the three dead.

(End of this chapter)