"Have you ever moved the body under the bed?"

"No. I haven't moved."

Yang Qiuchi was a little strange. This was different from the corpse spots found on both arms when he was found in the corpse examination. He asked: "Really? Have you never moved her body? For example, hands, feet, etc." Yang Qiuchi didn't dare to say it too clearly, for fear of misleading.

Yuanmiao looked up at Yang Qiuchi, as if she didn't know why Yang Qiuchi asked like this. She sobbed, shook her head, and said, "I haven't moved."

In a panic, he might have forgotten this matter, which is understandable. Yang Qiuchi asked again: "What happened later? How did you deal with the corpse?"

"Later, I helped her body wear clothes, then transported the body to the top of the mountain, unbuttoned her dress, and pretended that she was raped and killed."

"Did you cut her rt?"

"Cut rt?...I,...yes,...I cut..."

"Why?"

"I hate her asking me to kiss her...so I cut it..."

"Where is the knife?"

"I...I threw it away."

"Where did you throw it?"

"I...I was very panicked at that time...I can't remember where I threw it..."

Yang Qiuchi thought for a while and said, "How did you carry this corpse so heavy?" The nunnery is still a distance from the top of the mountain. Yuanmiao is so weak, it is hard to imagine how she got it up.

"I...I can carry it slowly." Yuan Haomiao whispered.

I can't tell that Yuanmiao still has the strength to do it at the critical moment. Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, and then asked, "The host Jingci and the little nun Yuanjing saw Yuanhui go to the top of the mountain last night. Did you pretend to be?"

Yuanmiao replied in a low voice: "It's made by Pontie. I wore her lichen dress. I put my hair that I had kept when I was slaughtered before and put it on top of my head with a hat, pretending to be her."

"Why are you pretending to be her?"

"I...I want to pretend that she was raped and killed when she went up the mountain at night..."

It seems that Yuanmiao is quite brainy, but she didn't expect to meet her modern forensic doctor who saw through her disguise. Yang Qiuchi thought for a while and continued to ask: "Is it you who did the concubine Zhao Qinglan of Wang Dianshi of Qingxi County who was killed and dismembered?"

Yuanmiao screamed in surprise and said, "No! It's not me! It's really not me!"

Yang Qiuchi sneered: "You dare to do it, what's the point? Anyway, killing one is also killing. Killing two is also killing. There is no need to admit only one of them."

Yuanmiao shivered all over and said, "I...I really don't! Master, Pomni is really wronged!"

Liu Ruobing stood behind Yang Qiuchi. When he heard this, he suddenly reached out and slapped Yuanmiao's face!

The palm was not fast, but it was so strong that it was so strong that it covered her whole body with a strong wind!

Yuanmiao screamed and hurriedly hid, but how could he avoid the fierce attack of Liu Ruobing, a peerless master. Seeing that Yuanmiao was about to burst into death, Liu Ruobing's jade palm stopped a few inches in front of Yuanmiao's forehead, stared at Yuanmiao and looked at Yuanmiao. Then she floated back and said, "Mr. Yang, she can't kill Zhao Qinglan."

It turned out that Liu Ruobing was testing whether Yuanmiao had martial arts skills. You should know that when a person with martial arts skills encounters danger, his body will naturally react. But judging from Yuanmiao's reaction just now, she does not know martial arts at all, and Zhao Qinglan's hand with a certain degree of fire, Yuanmiao cannot kill her at all.

Yang Qiuchi nodded and smiled slightly at Liu Ruobing: "Thank you for your advice for your advice, senior."

Since it wasn't done by Yuanmiao, then there is someone else in the perverted serial killer. Who would it be? Yang Qiuchi originally thought that he had found the culprit. Unexpectedly, he still liked it.

Fortunately, the murder case in the nunnery was successfully solved, and Yang Qiuchi did not expect that the case was solved so smoothly. It was mainly because he had mastered the blood type of the female saliva spot on the deceased. Thus, the scope of the investigation was narrowed to the nuns in the nuns with a very small range, and then the key suspects were determined. It seems that knowledge is power. Since the murderer has pleaded guilty, there is no need to interrogate the remaining wonderful nature of the blood-making.

However, although Yuan Miao admitted to the murder, Yang Qiuchi was not prepared to close the case. Based on his local criminal investigation knowledge, such evidence was still relatively weak. He wanted to collect further evidence to finalize the crime.

Yang Qiuchi asked Yuanmiao. After learning that Yuanmiao had not taken a shower after Yuanmiao died, Yuanmiao had not taken a shower. Then he returned to his room, took a cotton swab dipped in saline, and handed it to the little nun Yuanming, asking her and the old host Jingci to bring Yuanmiao into the room, wipe Yuanmiaort, and extract possible saliva spots. If it could match the blood type of the deceased Yuanming, this matter would be over.

Yang Qiuchi ordered Yuanmiao to be imprisoned. It was already dark and the mountain road was difficult to walk, so he decided to go down the mountain the next day to return to the county.

Yang Qiuchi took the inspection materials and put them in the room. He wanted to wait for the next morning to take the test. The moonlight was like washing, and a layer of silver-white gauze was sprinkled on the roof of the nunnery. This moonlight was most suitable for romance. Yang Qiuchi decided to take advantage of this opportunity given by nature to melt the solid ice of Liu Ruobing.

Liu Ruobing had already returned to the room and closed the door. Yang Qiuchi knocked lightly and whispered in a low voice: "Sister Liu, can you open the door? I have something to say."

"If you have anything to say tomorrow, I'm tired." Liu Ruobing's voice was faint.

After hitting a soft nail, it seems that it is not easy to resolve the solid ice of Liu Ruobing.

Yang Qiuchi decided to use the trick of digging the tiger away from the mountain and said in a deep voice: "I suspect that Jingci, the old abbot of this nunnery, is a hidden martial arts master. Maybe it is the perverted murderer who killed Zhao Qinglan. Come out and help me catch her."

"She is not," Liu Ruobing's voice was still faint, "There are no martial arts among the nuns in this nun."

Yang Qiuchi secretly scolded himself for being stupid. How good is Liu Ruobing? Can't you tell if someone else has martial arts skills? He quickly said: "I think this Yuanmiao murder case is not that simple. Although Yuanmiao may have participated in the murder, the murderer may have someone else. I hope you can analyze it for me."

In fact, this was just Yang Qiuchi said it in a silence, but after saying this, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. There was something else in the murder case of Yuanmiao? Is it true? Not to mention other places, there are still three or four miles from this nunnery to the top of the mountain. Yuanmiao weighs at least one hundred kilograms. Yuanmiao is so weak. It is impossible to move such a heavy body to the top of the mountain. It seems that it will be necessary to check again tomorrow to find out the doubts.

Liu Ruobing replied: "It is your business to check the killer. I am only responsible for protecting you. I don't understand anything else. You should think about it yourself."

Yang Qiuchi was stunned. Liu Ruobing was really extremely intelligent, and she could not hide her little tricks from her.

There was no choice but to use the trick of damage. He whispered: "Sister Liu, Qiu Chi wants to talk to you, okay?"

"I've said everything I should say. I'm tired and want to rest."

"I...I want to ask you, if I go with you...whether you will take me to check?"

The door creaked open, and Liu Ruobing asked in a trembling voice: "What did you say?... Are you willing to leave with me?"

Yang Qiuchi stepped into the door and made her unable to close the door. Then she said, "I just want to talk about this with you. Let's sit down and talk. Some things need to be communicated with each other before they can be explained clearly. You always hide from me, how can you explain them clearly."

Liu Ruobing understood that Yang Qiuchi said this and was just like she opened the door. Her eyes suddenly dimmed. She let go of the door and walked slowly to the bed and sat down.

Yang Qiuchi closed the door, walked over and sat beside her, and whispered: "Sister Liu, you are so beautiful and have a good person. Why don't I want to be with you? It's just that I have married a wife and concubine before I met you, so I can't leave them alone."

Liu Ruobing lowered her head and didn't say anything.

"If you are pregnant with our children and wandering around the world alone, will our children suffer with you?"

Liu Ruobing looked up at him: "I won't let our children suffer."

"Then, since the child is mine, I can't see him. Isn't this too cruel to me?"

Liu Ruobing said lightly: "You don't want us mother and son."

"Yes! Of course I want it! How could I not!" Yang Qiuchi grabbed Liu Ruobing's hand and said, "Sister Liu, if you are pregnant with our child, you should stay with me and let me take good care of you. We should raise the child together. We should give the child a complete home. If the child has no father, wouldn't it be too cruel to him?"

Liu Ruobing gently broke free from Yang Qiuchi's hand: "You need to say nothing, I have thought about all these - there is no way. I have said before that the things I decided will not change." Her words were still so light, but very firm.

Yang Qiuchi knew clearly that if Liu Ruobing could be convinced by these few words, then she would not be Liu Ruobing.

Since the reason was not reasonable, Yang Qiuchi decided to use his trick - a gentle knife. He hugged Liu Ruobing and pressed her onto the bed, unbuttoned her dress, and gently kissed her body.

Liu Ruobing did not resist because she was determined to have a child from Yang Qiuchi.

The moonlight is so gentle, it spills into the room through the window lattice...

It was late at night, and Yang Qiuchi and Liu Ruobing were still lingering. They had already experienced several times of clouds and rain. Yang Qiuchi wanted to use a gentle knife to dissolve Liu Ruobing's ice. However, no matter how Yang Qiuchi was soft and hard in the clouds and rain, Liu Ruobing just responded to his collision, but never responded to his words.
Chapter completed!