Substitute Sweet Wife: Han Shao has deep routines

Lin Xia was woken up in her sleep. She was dreaming that Han Yuyang was holding a diamond the size of a pigeon egg and chasing her back from thousands of miles. She was unwilling and insisted on dragging Han Yuyang to the top floor to really come with her. The wedding of the century, the kind that jumps from the top floor.

Han Yuyang didn't want to, so she jumped down by herself, the wind blew on her face, and the falling speed was so fast that she couldn't even scream. When she was about to fall, she suddenly thought of a very serious problem , she forgot to call the ambulance team to fill her downstairs with inflatable mattresses.

Just as Lin Xia was about to scream, suddenly the earth shook and the whole world began to shatter. Lin Xia opened her eyes and saw an elegant man with curly hair standing in front of her. I realized that I was having a nightmare.

"Hello, I'm a special commissioner from the capital, and my name is Ming..." This woman was actually sleeping, and she was sleeping so sweetly.

"Ming Holmes?" Lin Xia interjected.

The man paused, and continued: "My name is Ming Cong, Ms. Lin Xia, I want to know something about the serial car accident with you, please tell me everything you know, if you let me know Half a lie, I don't mind taking extraordinary measures."

Special agent = detective, curly hair, surnamed Ming, isn't this directly telling her that he is the detective Ming Cong.

Lin Xia's eyes lit up, looking forward to looking at Ming Cong, waiting for him to analyze something after he looked at himself.

Ming Cong sat across from Lin Xia, opened the file and looked at it, "I have already learned about the case, but I still have some questions that Ms. Lin needs to clarify for me, you..."

Lin Xia interrupted Ming Cong and said solemnly: "Although I am sitting rigidly now, you can tell from my swaying shoulders from time to time that my back is sore. This is the characteristic of people who sit and lie for a long time. I There are thin calluses on the inner side of the index finger and middle finger, which shows that I often write, and I have thick dark circles, which is the most obvious feature of staying up late."

"I am sitting now, and my ten fingers are habitually spread out, which shows that I have a special liking for keyboards. To sum up, my career must have something to do with computers. There are traces of trying paint on the back of my left hand. There is also some color on the corner of the clothes, so, obviously, I am a comic author, Mr. Detective, you want to say that."

Ming Cong: ...

He quietly put the table on the table, and said in a cold voice: "Is it me or you? If you don't ask, don't talk. Be serious."

"Yes!" Lin Xia quickly sat up straight, trying to put on a serious look.

Ming Cong then continued: "This is a retrial case. You were denounced before, but the evidence you presented at that time was particularly sufficient and there was no problem at all. This also means that you were indeed not present on the day of the incident. proof, you didn't go to the scene, you're in the hospital, right?"

This question has been asked back and forth many times recently. Lin Xia didn't know what Lin Shan did. The evidence she submitted later can indeed prove that she was not at the scene. The one who broke the brake , closing the door prevented Shen Yanhong from crawling out, and the culprit of the second serial car accident was indeed Lin Shan, and this incident did not go away.

The question now is, how can it be proved that she didn't know about this matter from the beginning, and she didn't participate in anything. With Lin Shan's mouth alone, she can push everything to herself, although the police will not be stupid enough to judge like this , but it is absolute that Lin Shan will bite her down and drag her into the water.

Lin Xia nodded heavily, "This evidence was verified by the police station at the beginning, there is absolutely no problem, this matter really has nothing to do with me, no matter in terms of time, place, or motive of committing the crime, it has nothing to do with me, you said I have a bright future , In the case of a double harvest in love and career, what should I do to engage in such a thing, I have no brains."

"Why did you disappear in Hancheng 15 years ago, and what happened at that time?" Ming Cong asked again.

Lin Xia's eyes widened, and he said puzzledly: "Master Detective, this has nothing to do with the case we are going to talk about today, right? What you should ask is, what is the relationship between me and Lin Shan, and is the relationship between us good?" For a double reed play, did we conspire together, or cover up each other, you are too unprofessional."

"Miss Lin Xia, please cooperate with my investigation, and answer whatever I ask?" Ming Cong knocked on the table again.

"You are not here to investigate the case, you are here to check my details."

Lin Xia muttered something, but answered honestly.

"When I was nine years old, the Lin family had already gotten into trouble with each other. If I, known as the disaster star, stayed in the Lin family, I would either starve to death or be beaten to death. So I ran out secretly. Wanting to give herself a chance to survive, Shen Yanhong led someone to chase me, and I didn't want to be locked up again, so I jumped into the Hancheng River."

This is the scene Lin Xia doesn't want to recall the most, and she has never mentioned it to anyone else. Apart from her and Wang Po, there is no third person in this world who knows. The case revealed her background.

It wasn't something that couldn't be said, but when it came to this, Lin Xia also felt depressed and uncomfortable.

"Continue." Ming Cong said indifferently, his tone didn't fluctuate a bit because of these words.

Lin Xia continued to recall.

"Because I was thrown into the swimming pool by my father and almost drowned. I have a natural fear of water and I can't swim at all, so everyone thought I was dead, but Wang Po, who is good at water, saved me. At that time, Wang Po was still young. , It’s not a problem at all to lift the nine-year-old me out of the water, and I’ve been wandering the world with Wang Po ever since, does Mr. Detective think this opening is very mysterious.”

"Huh?" Ming Cong looked puzzled.

Lin Xia slapped his thigh and said with emotion: "This is exactly the beginning of the heroine in the novel. Her life experience is miserable, she disappeared when she was young, and then reappeared when she grew up. She returned to the past with hatred, resentment, and all her abilities. In the place where I lived, I trampled all my enemies under my feet, started a career while falling in love, and finally reaped the routine of a little wolf dog, let me say."

She glanced at Ming Cong, "Schemes and case-solving are indispensable in this kind of routine. The standard equipment must be a detective or a special soldier. Your temperament is in line with it. It's a pity that your appearance is too ordinary, but it's still a good idea to be a spare tire." Yes, after all, the spare tire doesn't need looks, it just needs..."

Ming Cong didn't feel that there was any pity at all, he frowned, wondering if this person could interrogate him properly, how to answer a simple question, what finally came out was a magical feeling.