Black-bellied Movie Emperor’s Clever Wife

Uncle Yang followed the discord into the Kang's mansion cautiously, and Mom Chen immediately offered a good tea, and also put a stack of pistachios and a stack of yam-trees. Yang Bo thanked Chen Mom so kindly and thankfully, and took a sip of fragrant tea. Looking around the style of the Kang family mansion.

The house price of Tan Palace is first-class expensive, but the interior decoration is an elegant route. No upstarts, if it is not good and expensive, it will be desperately installed. It can be seen that the married lady of his family still has some cultivation. , Just do not know if he knows.

Before he came, he did a survey, but Tan Gong paid great attention to the owner's *, and only a surname was found after a long search.

Speaking of the Kang family, he searched the wealthy guizhou in his memory, but he did not find a reason, and he dared not ask. He was afraid to be too abrupt, so he had to brake quietly.

Sitting on the opposite side, Mr. Xu continued to work on the PPT. Instead of deliberately leaving Yang Bo aside, it was the purpose of his coming that she could think of with her toes.

"Mom, Osmanthus is stupid and dead. I can't fly if I teach it. Can I have dinner for it at night?" Kang Hao ran head down the stairs and dragged the osmanthus in his hand.

As soon as Yang Bo saw Kang Hao, his eyes brightened, "This is the young master, good looks!"

"Little Master?" Kang Hao was a little confused, because the people around him didn't call him that much, "Mom, who is this uncle calling young Master?"

"You!" Yang Bo picked a big truck toy out of the gift he brought and handed it to Kang Hao, "Young Master, you just call me Yang Bo. It's a gift for you. Look at it. dislike?"

Kang Yi looked at the big truck and didn't move at all. He replied: "I'm not the little master, you admit the wrong person, I'm the little prince!"

How did the young master listen to it a few grades lower than the prince's style, he didn't want it.

"Hey?"

The title "Little Prince" confuses Chen Bo.

He took the osmanthus osmanthus tweeted from Kang Hao and placed it on his shoulder. Once osmanthus was rescued, he stroked his big tail immediately, and there were few hairs.

"Xiaoyu, this is Yang Bo, calling people!" Even if she hated the Xi family, she would not vent her grievances to Yang Bo.

"Yang Bo!" Kang Hao yelled roundly.

Uncle Yang was very happy and could not help tears.

"Mom, what did Uncle Yang cry?"

"It's okay, he's just happy, go play, don't bully Osmanthus anymore, the rush is not enough!"

Kang Hao little head, "Oh! Come on, osmanthus, give you walnuts!"

"Jiji!"

As soon as he heard the walnut, Osmanthus crawled on Kang Hao's shoulder with no rhythm, completely forgetting who was bullying it just now.

Uncle Yang asked: "Young Master, how do you write your name?"

"My name?" Kang Hao shook his head and looked at Xuan Xuan, because she said that strangers asked their names and could not answer casually.

He nodded, then he replied clearly: "The spring of three springs, read XUN."

"It turned out to be this word!" Yang Bo remembered.

Xu Zhen patted Kang Hao's ass, "Go play!"

Kang Hao took Osmanthus and Tangyuan and ran away.

Yang Boyi reluctantly looked at the leaving Kang Hao, Lao Tears said, "If the young lady is still there, knowing that the old lady is married and having children, how happy should you be, don't you know that the uncle is good?"

The master asked him not to forget, but it is also important that the eldest lady marry well or not. Rich and rich does not mean happiness. If Miss Wandai has a bad life, he will definitely go back and tell the elder to let the elder Support the elder lady.

"Yang Bo, just say something if you have anything to say, don't go around!" Xu Xuan closed his notebook and listened to him turning around to ask Kangxi, she knew what he was thinking.

Uncle Yang took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes. "Miss, don't get me wrong. Uncle Yang just wants to know if you are doing well?"

"I have a very good life, I have eaten enough, I sleep soundly, and my husband and wife are in harmony. Now the only worry is how to make your grandpa willing to have a second child. Are you satisfied?"

The ridiculous answer made Yang Boka hull, and he couldn't react at once.

"Second ... second child?"

"Yes!"

"Aunt, don't you? Why?"

"He is afraid of being a son again!"

"Hey?"

Uncle Yang got stuck again, and was even more curious about this unseen aunt.

How does this aunt's brain circuit feel a bit abnormal? Do not most people like the more sons, the better?

Besides, a child in such a big house is deserted.

Heming decided not to go around with Yang Bo anymore and said straightforwardly: "Yang Bo, my mother said when she was alive. Although you are a servant of the Xi family, she has always been your brother. If you have the chance, she wants me Treat you as uncle filial piety. "

When Yang Bo heard of it, he thought of Xi Shutong, and his eyes became wet again.

"So I will tell you the truth about some things. My surname is Duanmu, no surname. Don't call me Missy, and Xiaoyu is not a young master. He is the grandson of the Kang family."

"How do you do this? You are the elder lady in Yang Bo's heart, and Master Xiaoyu is also a little master. You can't change your name. This is different from being humble!"

"Respect what is humble, this is almost the 22nd century, and you are always thinking about yourself!"

"I know that Missy was angry at that time, but the grandfather and the grandfather had an overnight feud. In the end, the blood was connected to the bones. The old man was old, and his surroundings were very deserted. I especially like Master Xiaoyu ..."

"He likes it. There are so many children in the Xi family who can give him birth. Why do you always think about my children." She remembers that there should be three or four family members of her peers who are about the same age as her. The age of getting married and having children.

"Isn't it that you gave birth to such a beautiful baby! No one else can give birth!"

Uncle Yang is a man who has been a servant for a lifetime. If he wants to compliment, he would just take it without hesitation. This fart is crackling, but unfortunately others like it, but the grown-ups in the United States sound particularly awkward. .

"Okay, you don't have to say good things, it's not negotiable."

She would not hand over her son to the Xi family, lest they be assimilated by them, and grow up is a snobbish eye.

"Miss, your angry old man can be considered justified, but the young master has anything to be angry, you should let him choose."

That's right, but Yan was unwilling. As soon as she thought about the involvement of her son and the Xi family, she felt uncomfortable, especially the middle-aged woman she met in Lu Xuan Tang that day A pair of dog eyes, such a family, will only spoil the son's character, she will not agree with anything.

"You do n’t have to say it anymore. I ’ve thought about it very clearly. It does n’t matter if you say more. If you just come to see me, okay, then you see it now. I ’m fine. If you come often, I do n’t. Against, as for others, avoid talking! "

"Okay, okay, I listen to you, not to mention, not to mention!"

Uncle Yang is afraid to talk about it further, and will make her take back the opportunity to see her, so she has to give up, thinking of coming to Japan for a long time, and trying to grind her way. She can always grind her to nod. There are still a few months before the New Year. Take Master Xiaoya back to give the old man a New Year greeting.

Ms. Chen came out of the kitchen and asked, "Lord, Uncle Yang is very rare. Do you want me to cook more dishes?" It means to keep Uncle Yang for dinner.

On the way to treat her mother-in-law, Chen Ma is obviously more enthusiastic than her.

Of course, Mr. Yang would not be polite, and nodded quickly, "Then thank you ... oh, look at me, patronize and chat with our elder lady, and I forgot to ask you a question, don't know what you call it?"

"You just call me Chen Chen!" After that, she glanced again. The name of this young lady really tickled her curious teeth.

Uncle Chen stood up and arched his hands. "Then thank you, Mom!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!"

Although Mother Chen has been a housewife for a lifetime, many of her friends were servants in the wealthy guilds. You can see that Mr. Yang's demeanor's identity is not low.

Regardless of whether she has the opportunity to meet in the future, she has to be responsible for the Kang family's etiquette, and it can't be implemented, so that people have the handle to say that their Kang family is a rude person.

Uncle Yang looked at the big clock in the living room. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon. He could not help but looked outside the gate. Generally, the male owner should also go home for dinner.

I don't know what kind of person Auntie is, so get along.

The more he thought, the more his neck stretched out and looked out.

He looked at his behavior in amusement, and it seemed that he wouldn't give up without knowing who Kangxi was.

"Uncle Yang, don't read it. He will come back very late."

It was n’t that Kangxi went to film, but the director ’s course was coming to an end. He was about to take an exam. He said that he could n’t calm down as soon as he saw her at home. He just wanted to bring her down. Not going home.

"Socializing?"

"Roughly the same!"

Uncle Yang thought for a while and judged that Auntie might be a businessman.

It ’s justifiable to say that he does n’t know Kangxi. He is in his 60s and rarely watches TV shows. Even after the Xi family shows a movie, he rarely goes to watch it. He knows nothing about the entertainment industry. .

Chen Ma cooked the dishes and went to the living room to call them. When Kang Hao heard of the meal, the chubby legs jumped fast and rushed into the dining room, even hiding under the table with a big tongue out of Tangyuan.

Ma Chen handed over his small bowl and spoon, "eat slowly, be careful!"

Kang Hao searched for his favorite dish, and when he was about to grab it, he was clapped by Xu Zhen. "Is it rude, don't you see any guests?"

Uncle Yang quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay, let the young master eat first!"

Kang Hao touched the back of his hand and glanced at Yang Bo. The small spoon erected in his hand was placed on the table and said obediently, "Yang Bo, you should first pick the vegetables!"

Uncle Yang only thought he was sensible and well-behaved, and his tears were coming out again.

Mr. Xu put more vegetables in his bowl, and by the way, he called out Chen Bo and let him drink a few glasses with Yang Bo.

Chen Bo is particularly happy that there are few people in the whole Kang family who can drink alcohol. Every day, he drinks alone by himself. Finally, there is a drinkable one, and he will never let go.

The two old people were having a great time drinking. What kind of person was Uncle Yang, and Daoxing absolutely rose, knowing that this was a good opportunity, and taking advantage of his alcoholic taste to talk to Chen Uncle.

Do n’t look at Chen Bo as he only grows flowers and grass on weekdays, but he is also very alert when he is alert.

Two old men suddenly played the ring.

One is to find ways to know Kangxi's identity.

One is ... just not telling you, just not telling you, hey? What are you talking about?

Miao Chen looked in her eyes and smiled in her heart, but Ms. Chen was very anxious. This maiden family finally came back. How could it be the same as the spies and the underground party, can this get along well.

Xu Zhen patted her hand and appeased: "It doesn't hinder, Chen Bo knows how to do it."

She had known for a long time that Chen Bo was a wise man, and she typically understood that people love to be confused.

Halfway through dinner, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Uncle Yang thought that his aunt was back. He quickly got up and arranged his clothes. The first time he saw someone, he could not lose his courtesy.

Ms. Chen didn't rush to open the door, and turned back, "Miao, it's Mr. Cao and Ms. Jing who are here."

Kangxi had instructed him that these two people could not be let in casually, especially when the two came together.

He is feeding Kang Hao to drink soup. The little guy is getting angry recently. Mother Chen boiled the soup to reduce the heat. It may be a bit bitter. He just refuses to drink. He only gives face to him.

I heard that she whispered in her heart, and the two of them would suddenly appear 80% related to the case. If they drove them back, it would be a bad friend to do so. Too.

After thinking for a while, she replied: "Ask them, if they come, they will come in. If not, say I am not here!"

Mom Chen responded to the words according to the words.

Cao Zhen and Jing Sa outside the door are not stupid. They quickly said that they passed by here and missed the food prepared by Mom Chen, and it happened to be a meal. Let's see if they can rub a meal.

The door opened immediately, and after a while, the two came in with two large pineapples cut.

Mom Chen said, "Come here, why do you still buy things?"

Jing Sa handed the pineapple to Chen Ma, "Xiaoyu likes to eat pineapple. I bought it when I saw it. The creamy pineapple made in Taiwan has already been soaked in salt water, and I can eat it with a little sugar!"

"Mother, are you here?" Kang Hao ran out when he heard Jing Sa's voice, but it wasn't her but the pineapple. "Xiao Hao wants to eat pineapple, grandma, to stick on the stick, Like popsicles, Xiaoyu likes to nibble. "

"Okay, nibble!"

He also came out, "Xiaoya, don't thank the godmother yet!"

"Thank you, godmother!"

Jing Sa squeezed Kang Hao's face, "Just like it!"

"Just happening to eat, you wash your hands first, after washing, come in and eat!"

"it is good!"

Jing Sa and Cao Zhen walked to the kitchen after washing their hands. When they saw Uncle Yang, he didn't know who he was, so he nodded first, as a greeting.

Uncle Yang didn't know them either, stood up politely and asked, "These two are ..."

"My friend!" Replied, Zeng Zhen pointed at Jing Sa and Cao Zhen, "Jing Sa, Cao Zhen, this is Yang Bo!"

All three knew what the other person's surname was, but the meaning was different and they couldn't say anything.

Yang Bo continued to contend with Chen Bo, while Jing Sa and Cao Zhen ate while thinking about how to speak.

It has been five days since the broken body was found, and there are no clues. The result of Fang Qiao ’s autopsy is that the deceased is only a female, aged between 35 and 40, who is from where, where did he work, and what relatives and friends did he live in, What about interpersonal relationships, these are not at all.

Of course, the police did not really do anything. Just thinking about finding foreign aid, the process should still be gone. According to the time of death of the deceased, investigate the streets and towns near the place where the corpse was found to see if there are any women missing. , But the results have been insignificant. The area is complicated, popular, and there are a lot of migrant workers. There is really something going on, and there may not necessarily be someone who can honestly say that when the police come, they will disappear and catch a few, Think about it and find out that all the things you found were stolen from chickens and dogs.

For this case, Cao Zhen found his nose hurt.

This is the psychological effect of his nose after recovery. When he is upset, his nose feels pain.

"Senior brother, you have a good meal and it's almost in your nose!" Jing Sa secretly shoved someone in a daze beside him.

Someone had green spinach on their chopsticks and was about to send it to his nose.

Cao Zhen woke up immediately and stuffed spinach into his mouth.

In this scene alone, Xu Zhen knew that the two had come for the case.

In the past five years, she has to say that she did n’t help the Public Security Bureau to investigate the case. Only Kangxi would believe it. No, Kangxi just pretended to be a letter, but she never went out to investigate the case. She took the remote mode completely and gave some suggestions to the Public Security Bureau. She still had to rely on themselves to solve the case. She was still a bystander, so Kangxi opened her eyes and closed her eyes. After all, this is her profession. She completely abandoned it as a very inhuman thing.

But like today, Cao Zhen and Jing Sa went to the door in person, instead of asking them remotely, it means that this is to ask her to go out.

Since they had the courage to come, it was definitely a big case, and she immediately thought of the big case of perverted serial killings in her mind.

For example, the corpse case reported in the news a few days ago ...

She sighed, and when she saw the news, she had a hunch, but she didn't expect that the hunch would soon be tested.

"Speak, what should I help?"

Jing Sa and Cao Zhen were so excited that they cried when they heard her talk like this.

Jing Sao arched his hand, "Xiao Xuan, I really want to invite you out of the mountain this time. We tried our best, but we couldn't find the identity of the dead!"

Although Yang Bo was contending with Chen Bo, one ear was vacated. Hearing the words "deceased," he knew the identity of the two people.

Policemen!

He is known for his occupation in the United States, but his name is too long. He ca n’t remember clearly. He only knows that he analyzes criminal psychology.

So, does Missy do the same old job?

This is a good clue. The upper levels of the S City Public Security Bureau are all old friends of the old man.

"Talk to me in the study!"

There are children and elderly people here, and the word broken body does not appear well.

When he arrived at the study, Lim closed the door and immediately glared, "You should know that I promised Kangxi ..."

"Know, know, we all know, but is n’t it all right? I wanted to send you an email to give you some suggestions, but there are too many photos of the body, you do n’t even know it, and it was divided into thousands of pieces. ... to be sent to you together, it is estimated that your mailbox can be blown up by touching it! "

The photos taken by forensics are all high-definition photos, and the capacity is too large.

"Thousands of dollars?" Mark said in amazement. "Is the whole body dismembered?"

The news only said that it was a part, but not the whole body, and I didn't want to cause unnecessary panic when I came here.

Jing Sa spread the brains of the photos in his briefcase on his desk, and he didn't worry about how indigested he might be just after eating.

He looked at the horror pictures. The human flesh and the pork were almost the same. When cooked, it would be even more indistinguishable, not to mention the murderer cut them into slices, piece by piece, when they were put. It's very neat, as if it's not chips but chips.

"The knife is very superb!" This is the most intuitive feeling of "Miao," "A person who can cut and corpse in such a way will be very calm after killing, and the knife is so good, the possibility of a butcher and a doctor!

Murder is the same thing, it is enough to stab, but most of them are impulsive. They are afraid of killing after killing, either to escape, or to find a way to hide the body.

Needless to say, this type of person is usually arrested by the police in less than 24 hours unless he can immediately go abroad.

The type of corpse is usually put in a cabinet, a suitcase, or directly under the bed, the purpose is to delay the victim's discovery time, so that the murderer has more time to escape, or calm emotions, or simply buy Some brick cement, buried in the wall or stove, or buried in the mountains, many of these murderers will return to the crime scene after calm emotions, eliminate the evidence, or plant the stolen, it is possible, the police also It is likely to be misled, but the chance of success will not be too great.

And after killing, it is not the impulse to escape, nor hide the body, but the murderer who destroys the body, which is the most terrible and difficult to catch.

Because there is no body, there is no murder.

As long as no body can be found, the murder cannot be established.

Some of the dead bodies were burned, or broken into seven or eight pieces, bagged separately, and thrown into different lakes or ditches.

But now the murderer, he cut the body into thousands of pieces, how long does it take?

I am afraid that the time needed will allow him to escape to outer space.

Also, the human body has as much as four liters of blood, how should he handle so much blood? If the domestic drainage ditch clears such a large amount of blood at once, no one will find that it is not soapy water for washing clothes, it will all be bloody.

He did n’t count it, and he cooked the body. How much time would it take?

This method of dealing with corpses seems too troublesome, and troublesome is unnecessary.

If it's her, it's cooked, cut into slices, stored in the refrigerator, run to the zoo a few times, thrown to predators, or stray dogs, even more clean.

Why, it will be abandoned in places where it may be discovered.

This really made her puzzled.

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Niangniang kills people, it is called Niubi.