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Jian Si and Lu Youting chose a western restaurant nearby for dinner.

After dinner, I did it for a while before getting up and going back to the hospital.

There is still an hour until the results are out.Jian Si and Lu Youting sat outside and waited.

Lu Youting said: "I asked Lu Ya to send someone to investigate the cause of the fire in Qingshan Mental Hospital. Because the weather was getting colder and colder, an employee used a heater to warm up the fire. After falling asleep, the electric wire suddenly short-circuited and caught fire, and the curtains were set ablaze. The materials are all cheap goods that cut corners, and once ignited, they are out of control and the fire is getting bigger and bigger."

Jian Si frowned, and asked the question in her heart: "There are so many people inside, there must be a process of fire! How can it be possible that no one can escape?"

180 people were all buried in the flames.

Unless those people all took sleeping pills.

Otherwise, apart from mental patients, how could none of the medical staff with sound limbs be able to escape.

Seeing through her thoughts, Lu Youting replied: "I also had doubts at first, so I did an autopsy on the unclaimed charred corpses to make sure that there was no sleeping pill in their stomachs."

Jane Si finished the rest of the sentence for him: "So, they were burned to death by the fire normally, there is nothing suspicious?"

Lu Youting nodded: "Yes, I haven't found anything suspicious for now."

Jian Si stopped talking, and stared blankly at the front, thoughtful.

despite this.

She still felt something was wrong.

Maybe, after the dna comparison results come out and it is confirmed that it is Ye Qingqing, she will be completely relieved!

Time passed quietly.

The dna results are finally out.

Jane Si couldn't wait to ask: "How is the result?"

The inspector handed the result to her, and said: "Through the DNA comparison, the proportion of relatives between the two is 20.00% five. It proves that there is a blood relationship between them."

Jane Si opened the folder, and the result in the last column was indeed exactly what the doctor said.

She has a blood relationship with that charred corpse.

She and Ye Qingqing are half-sisters.

So the ratio of kinship is 20.00% five.

"It seems that I really thought too much. Ye Qingqing is really dead."

Lu Youting said in a deep voice: "Because they were all burnt to charred corpses, when relatives claim them, they will first do a DNA comparison. Jian Shihai should do a test before taking Ye Qingqing home."

In other words, this result should not be wrong.

Ye Qingqing was really dead.

"After comparing twice, there should be nothing wrong!" After hearing his words, Jian Si completely dispelled her doubts, put away the folder, and left with Lu Youting.

Not long after they left, the door of the inspection department opened, and Ji Mingche walked out, handed the check to the inspector, and said with a smile, "You did a good job! This is the balance."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ji."

Ji Mingche warned worriedly: "Remember, from today onwards, you must completely forget about this matter, don't say a word that you shouldn't say."

The inspector smiled and said calmly, "I am a person with professional ethics. I have never done anything that violates the bottom line. What do you want me to say?"

Ji Mingche smiled in satisfaction, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away triumphantly.

After leaving the hospital parking lot, he went straight to Boffia Western Restaurant, and when he arrived at the private room, he called Jane Si.

Jian Si and Lu Youting had just arrived at the parking lot of Jiangcheng Hospital, and were about to get off the car when their mobile phone rang. The moment they saw the caller ID, they suddenly remembered that they had an appointment with Ji Mingche at noon today, so they hurriedly answered the phone without waiting for Ji Mingche. Mingche opened his mouth, embarrassed to apologize: "Brother Ache, I'm sorry, I was too busy, so I forgot."

When Lu Youting heard the word 'Brother Ache', he frowned subconsciously, a look of irritability flashed in his eyes, and his handsome face was shrouded in coldness.

Ji Mingche pretended to be speechless and said, "Miss, I've been waiting since 11:30, have you completely forgotten me?"

"Are you still there? I'll go over right now." Jian Si was so ashamed.

I'm very sorry for the missed appointment.

Ji Mingche said angrily: "I'll give you another half an hour. If you don't come, I'll break up with you and never talk to you again!"

"Wait for me, I'll be right there! Wait for me!" After hastily ending the call, Jian Si opened the door and got out of the car, and ran anxiously towards her BMW.

Lu You Tingjun's face was gloomy and gloomy, his eyes seemed to be frozen, he strode to catch up, and asked knowingly, "Why are you going?"

While opening the car door, Jian Si said, "I made an appointment with Brother Ache for lunch today, because of Ye Qingqing, I forgot about it. Brother Ache has been waiting since 01:30 noon until now. I You have to hurry over there, or he'll be really angry."

Lu Youting put his arm on her car door and refused to let the door close, pursed his mouth, and said in a strange way: "You didn't ask him to wait, so you don't know how to leave until you wait? Who is he pretending to be pitiful for? He obviously did it on purpose. , I deliberately want you to blame yourself and feel guilty, so that I can plot against you."

"Heh...heh..." Jian Si forced a smirk at him, then pushed his arm off the car door, bent down and sat in the driver's cab, and pulled the door hard.

At the last moment when the car door was closed, Lu Youting's mind was running fast, and in a flash, he made a decision to block the car door with his hands.

Then--

His palm was instantly pinched by the car door.

"Ow..."

He immediately yelled exaggeratedly, clasped his hands, and squatted down in pain.

"It hurts, it's over, my finger bones won't be broken! I'm going to be useless!"

Jian Si was well aware of the force with which she closed the door just now, so she hurriedly pushed the car door to get out of the car to check on Lu Youting's condition, but Lu Youting happened to be squatting by the car door, and was knocked down by the car door again.

Jane Si: "...??"

Lu Youting screamed louder and more miserable.

"Oh, my knee, it's over, my knee may be broken too... It's over, I'm going to be in a wheelchair again..."

His exaggerated yelling made Jian Si roll her eyes unbearably.

"Brother, you are a person in your thirties. If you fall down slightly, you won't break a bone. At most, you will only get scratches."

Lu Youting began to play rogue: "I don't care, anyway, you hurt me, you have to send me to the hospital, don't let me go if you don't care."

Jian Si took out her mobile phone and glanced at the time, half an hour and 5 minutes less.

On one side is Ji Mingche who has repeatedly missed appointments.

On one side is Lu Youting who was injured by himself.

After weighing the two, Jian Si squatted down decisively, helped Lu Youting who was still lying on the ground and didn't get up: "Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."

Lu Youting curled up his lips, revealing a hint of pride in the success of the scheme.

I thought I had succeeded in keeping Jian Si.

Unexpectedly, Jian Si sent him to the emergency room, handed him over to his colleagues in the emergency room, and then left.

Lu Youting was so angry that he almost exploded: "Jane Si, am I injured? You actually threw it down to meet another man in private?"

Jian Si said apologetically: "Dr. Zhang is a very good doctor here, he will take good care of you! I have broken appointments with Brother Ache too many times, if I do this time again, it will be too much. You will Call Special Assistant Lu and ask him to pick you up, and I will go to see you at the Royal Court Mansion in the evening."

After finishing speaking, before he could agree, he turned around and ran away, letting Lu Youting yell out his throat without looking back.

Lu Youting's heart was sour, and there seemed to be a surge of mania in the depths of his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, nails digging into his palms, so as to restrain his anger.