Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Zhong Ze followed Wei Jingtian to his office.

Wei Jingtian's office, like him, has simple black and white lines and a heavy metal feel. It doesn't look like the office of a police captain.

Wei Jingtian opened the drawer, handed over a cigarette, and threw the lighter over.

Zhong Ze lit his cigarette, and coughed because of the choking smell.

"What kind of smoke are you smoking?"

"I bought tobacco and cigarette paper and rolled it myself."

Wei Jingtian opened a carton containing cigarettes, and there were white cigarettes side by side inside. At a glance, they were his own handmade cigarettes, which were shorter than the finished cigarettes bought in shops outside.

He had never smoked such a strong cigarette, so he coughed a few times, and when he smoked again, he felt a very refreshing tobacco aroma filtered out of his nasal cavity.

"It's not bad," Zhong Ze said, "Your cigarettes are cheap, why don't you buy ready-made ones?"

Wei Jingtian shrugged, "Poor."

"..."

Zhong Ze rolled his eyes.

If you say that the well-known criminal police captain of the General Bureau, Superintendent Wei, is poor, he would not believe it if you beat him to death, "You just have to, you are still poor, others don't know, you got so close to Lao Mo before, can your Wei family be called poor? "

Wei Jingtian didn't refute, took two puffs of cigarettes, and threw the rest directly into the ashtray, with the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, he said slowly, "The result came out."

"hiss."

Zhong Ze's fingers were caught off guard and burned by the cigarette.

"What result?"

Wei Jingtian didn't speak, and handed the files in the folder to Zhong Ze, "You can read it yourself."

Zhong Ze is also a doctor. Although this kind of appraisal report is issued by a different system, it is still clear at a glance.

The DNA results were an exact match.

Wei Jingtian sat down and moved the ashtray forward, "After identification, the blood stains in the car and the broken body parts salvaged are completely consistent with the missing person Qiao Zhinuan."

After Wei Jingtian finished speaking, the appraisal report in Zhong Ze's hand fluttered down.

Zhong Ze, as a doctor, over the past few years, whether it is the front line or various clinical major operations, he has been completely adapted from the first time he faced the helpless death on the operating table.

Doctors who have been in the hospital for a long time, after experiencing all kinds of numbness in the face of death, will gradually have a numb heart bit by bit.

He thought he was already numb, but at this moment, after hearing the news and seeing such an appraisal report, he was still confused.

This……

Wei Jingtian bent down and picked up the appraisal report on the ground, and patted Zhong Ze on the shoulder.

"Sadly, we will try our best to find the murderer, and hope you can cooperate with us to prevent more young girls from being killed. This is already the fourth incident."

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Mo's Building.

Shen Hanjing said such an unfamiliar name, and the man sitting in the office chair put his legs down and pressed his elbows on the desk.

"what?"

Shen Hanjing has already made up her mind.

With such a peaceful expression at this time, he can still ask her back like this, and he has already acquiesced in what she said just now.

She closed her eyes deeply, "Mo Qing, I said you are not Mo Siting. Although you still have his skin, your core has changed. You are Mo Qing."

The man suddenly laughed, "Sister, no matter who I am, I am still a twin brother who was carried out of the mother's womb with your mother."

These words further confirmed that Shen Hanjing's thoughts were correct.

She guessed everything right.

Shen Hanjing looked at the person sitting in front of him at this time.

It gave her such a strong sense of strangeness that she couldn't believe that this was her brother.

"Where's Mo Siting?" Shen Hanjing took three deep breaths before finally asking what was pent up in her heart.

Mo Qing leaned back, touching the earring on his right ear with his fingers.

"Shirley, haven't you heard of survival of the fittest?"

"Survival of the fittest? You are a derivative, Mo Qing, you are a sub-personality derived from all the ugliness and uncontrollable desire to control in his heart."

"Since his painful experience can split my personality, then I have to accept such rules. Now I am in charge."

What Mo Qing said was a matter of course, even after being exposed by Shen Hanjing, he didn't bother to pretend.

Shen Hanjing had a headache.

She looked at Mo Qing, "Where is he, I want to have a word with him."

"He's not here, and I can't hear you," Mo Qing directly refused. "There will be no more him in this world. A cowardly person who is trapped by love is not worthy of being a man at all. I will help him with all his wishes." It's been done one by one."

Shen Hanjing's hands trembled suddenly, "Achieving... what?"

Before Mo Qing could speak, Shen Hanjing's phone rang.

She looked at the name displayed on the screen of the mobile phone, and her breath was stagnant.

She didn't take into account that there was Mo Qing beside her, so she swiped the screen and connected the call.

"Zhong Ze..."

"The results of the appraisal just came out."

Zhong Ze's voice was very deep, so low that Shen Hanjing could have guessed it even if he didn't speak.

She closed her eyes deeply, "Isn't it?"

After a few seconds, it seemed that time froze at this moment, and the current passing between the phones could be heard.

"Yes."

It seemed that it took all the strength of his whole body before Zhong Ze protruded the word from between his teeth.

The mobile phone in Shen Hanjing's hand slipped and slammed onto the desk, and fell to the ground again.

She took a few steps back dejectedly, staring blankly at the corner of the desk.

It was a bolt from the blue.

A living person suddenly disappeared in front of him, and would never come back again.

And even in such a tragic way.

Shen Hanjing clutched her chest, and her chest heaved violently.

She looked at Mo Qing, "Qiao Zhinuan is gone, did you know that?"

There was no fluctuation on Mo Qing's face, he nodded very calmly, "Yes, I know."

Know……

Shen Hanjing lowered her head, her eyes were in a trance for a moment.

he knows……

"Then did you participate? Did you plan it all by yourself?"

Shen Hanjing stumbled over and grabbed Mo Qing's collar through the desk, "Tell me, is this matter related to you? Tell me quickly!"

Mo Qing frowned slightly, but still broke free from Shen Hanjing's hand.

She was standing a little unsteadily, but she was pushed violently and knocked over a flower stand by the wall. A celadon flower pot on the shelf fell off and hit her forehead, breaking a piece of it. Blood flowed down.

She rubbed her chest and began to pant violently, with a very painful expression on her face.

At this moment, Lu Bei's voice came from the door.

"Young Master Lu, please wait a moment, I..."

With a bang, before the words could finish, the door was kicked open.

Lu Jingduan walked in with a chill all over his body, and saw Shen Hanjing lying on the ground at a glance, and rushed over, "Shen Hanjing!"

Shen Hanjing clutched her chest, pointed to the bag on the side, "Medicine, medicine..."

Lu Jingduan frowned.

Although he was puzzled, he still found a small medicine bottle from Shen Hanjing's bag according to the direction Shen Hanjing pointed at.

He glanced at the instructions on the medicine bottle and understood.

"Bring some water!"

Lu Bei hurriedly handed over a glass of water, and Lu Jingduan fed Shen Hanjing the medicine, then hugged her horizontally, staring angrily at Mo Qing who was still sitting behind the desk without any response.

"Don't you know she has asthma? I really misread you!"

He raised his foot and kicked a chair over. When the chair fell over, it almost got Lu Bei standing next to him.

Lu Bei was really surprised.

In the eyes of everyone, Lu Jingduan has always been a gentle and gentle young man who is definitely a good-natured and gentle character. The kick at the door just now was already shocking enough, but now he just kicked a wooden chair Broken chair leg...

Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance.

He took another look at Mo Qing who was sitting behind the desk, propping his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

Lu Jingduan went downstairs and threw Shen Hanjing directly into the back seat of the car.

Shen Hanjing slumped on the car seat, her face was still in pain, and her chest was still heaving greatly.

Lu Jingduan turned his head to look at her.

"You have asthma, why didn't I know?"

Shen Hanjing's voice was very weak, and she was out of breath after saying a single sentence.

"I've always had...only, it's just that the maintenance is better...I haven't made any mistakes..."

Lu Jingduan turned his head to look at her, suddenly sneered, and raised his foot to kick her lightly on the calf.

"Stop acting, it's just the two of us."

Shen Hanjing suddenly let go of her hand covering her chest, and the weak expression on her face disappeared, as if nothing had happened, she went to her bag and took out a tissue to wipe the broken wound on her forehead.

"Don't touch it! Do you want a scar?"

Lu Jingduan viciously removed Shen Hanjing's hand, took out the medicine box in the car, and took out sterilized iodine and cotton swabs to help her treat the wound.

"Why do you want to do this?" Lu Jingduan held the cotton swab, and pressed the bangs on her forehead to the top of her head with one hand.

"How did you find out?" Shen Hanjing asked without answering.

Lu Jingduan said: "Don't tell me you don't have a history of asthma, the words asthma pills on the medicine bottle, followed by the instructions for multivitamin tablets, do you think I can't see it?"

Shen Hanjing laughed.

"So you're not stupid."

When she entered the office to confront Mo Qing, she called Lu Jingduan first.

The noisy voice naturally reached Lu Jingduan's ears from the receiver.

"Did you expect me to be there in time?"

Lu Jingduan clasped Shen Hanjing's chin, exerting some strength in his hands.

"Not sure, but... I'm willing to take a gamble." Shen Hanjing put a waterproof bandage on her forehead, and she stretched out her arms to wrap around Lu Jingduan's neck, "Tear off your gentle mask in front of others, It is a very happy thing to make you furious and let you destroy the illusion you have worked so hard to create."

Lu Jingduan's expression darkened even more.

Shen Hanjing turned her head to look at him, tapped his face lightly with her fingers, and asked frivolously, "Are you angry?"