Datang Coroner

Chapter 1768 It's Scary

Zhu Rourou couldn't even cry at this moment.

She probably didn't expect Yuan Zhenzhen to be so pissed at people, she could only open her mouth in vain, unable to say anything, and even forgot to cry.

Yuan Zhenzhen smiled brightly, a bit like a spring flower: "Zhu Rourou, how ignorant are you?"

Zhu Rourou really cried.

It's not the kind of weak and pitiful crying, but the kind of crying that reveals the true feelings after extreme embarrassment.

Not that aesthetically pleasing.

In addition to throwing himself on the ground, Fu Shiyi wished he could use both hands and feet to applaud.

Lu Dehua persuaded in a low voice: "Zhenzhen, don't do this."

Yuan Zhenzhen glared at Lu Dehua angrily: "Why, knowing that people admire you, you don't know how much you weigh? She wronged us for killing people. Are you afraid you forgot? And your fiancée, how did you die? Don't want to know?"

Lu Dehua was embarrassed for a while, and finally bowed his head obediently as a quail.

And Zhu Rourou was clearly struck by lightning.

Yuan Zhenzhen really relied on his own strength to achieve 360-degree firepower without dead ends.

When Li Changbo spoke again, he smiled a little, and asked Zhu Rourou: "Did you bring the peach kernels?"

Zhu Rourou asked blankly, "Peach kernel? What peach kernel?"

That expression doesn't seem to be fake.

It's just that Zhu Rourou's "tea talk" and superb acting skills have successfully convinced everyone, so no one believed what she said.

Li Changbo then changed the question: "Then do you admire Lu Langjun?"

These words were like another thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Zhu Rourou's already confused face became even more confused.

Fu Shiyi looked at Zhu Rourou like that, blinked his eyes, regretted: at this time, if Zhu Rourou can resist a little more, it must be even more exciting.

Li Changbo seemed to have sensed Fu Shiyi's emotions, and immediately glanced at Fu Shiyi with a complicated look on his face.

Fu Shiyi stood at attention and tried his best to be a good boy.

Li Changbo was so teased that the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Zhu Rourou finally recovered her voice, and laughed dryly a few times: "Magistrate Li was joking, how could I...how could it be..."

Li Changbo glanced at Zhu Rourou with a half-smile.

Zhu Rourou stopped looking at Li Changbo.

Yuan Zhenzhen's cannon fire started again: "Why, dare to do it or not? Zhu Rourou, why do I look down on you so much? Zhang Yingying is dead, if you really admire him, why don't you take the opportunity to say, I can match you up later— —Lv Dehua could come to propose marriage too, wouldn't he!"

Of course she didn't want to match Zhu Rourou and Lu Dehua.

In fact, Yuan Zhenzhen's words are like knives, and her eyes are even more like knives.

Zhu Rourou's revenge of framing and framing, she must avenge it.

Lu Dehua blushed, begging for mercy: "Zhenzhen—"

Yuan Zhenzhen squinted at Lu Dehua, and he immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

Looking at this scene, Zhu Rourou's eyes were filled with sadness.

The little joy that was born just now because of Lu Dehua's opening was like a flame in the wind, and it was blown out with a "chuck".

Fu Shiyi felt sorry for Zhu Rourou.

Zhu Rourou finally cried again, this time she was very sad: "I didn't. I didn't kill Yingying."

She looked up at Li Changbo with a small face: "I really don't have one."

Fu Shiyi hesitated for a second, whether to go up and block Li Changbo.

However, Li Changbo's performance was better than what Fu Shiyi thought.

Facing such a poor woman, he asked calmly and cruelly: "Then why did you frame Miss Yuan?"

Zhu Rourou lowered her head and cried, "I didn't! I didn't mean to frame Zhenzhen! I just got it wrong!"

"But I didn't tell you that you misheard." Li Changbo said very calmly.

Zhu Rourou's tenderness turned into a stiff stone sculpture.

Or should I say, sand sculpture?
Yuan Zhenzhen smiled until his teeth were exposed.

Fu Shiyi didn't hold back either, he pursed his lips and smiled, then hurriedly said solemnly: As a public official, you must have professionalism!
It took Zhu Rourou a long time to find an excuse for herself: "I guess——"

"Then Miss Zhu is quite smart." Li Changbo's compliment was obviously not sincere.And after a brief compliment, all that remained was to ask: "Then why do you think Mrs. Yuan wants to kill Zhang Yingying?"

"I didn't—" Zhu Rourou subconsciously wanted to refute.

It's a pity that she had just started when Li Changbo interrupted: "You have. You said it, and you came here to inform, isn't it just to expose?"

"You know what's going on behind Mrs. Zhang, but you deliberately conceal it."

Li Changbo raised his eyebrows, with a half-smile: "Miss Zhu, what are you thinking, do you really think I can't see it?"

Zhu Rourou was a little apprehensive: "I know, I know, but how can I tell this kind of thing? After all, Yingying has already gone—"

After all the fun, Zhu Rourou reminded Zhu Rourou with "good intentions and good intentions", "But we didn't tell you, what are you deliberately hiding. How do you know what we are talking about?"

"Since you know the things behind Mrs. Zhang, but you don't mention Lu Dehua, isn't this deliberately targeting Mrs. Yuan?" Out of your mind?"

Zhu Rourou couldn't argue with anything.

Fu Shi smiled.

Yuan Zhenzhen weighed it up, but didn't speak.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't hold back again, and raised her hand as she went up.

Fu Shiyi hesitated for such a small second.

Yuan Zhenzhen's eyes lit up.

It has to be said that Zhu Rourou's foothold is not stable at all.Compared with Yuan Zhenzhen, it's not just a star and a half.

Yuan Zhenzhen just tilted a bit just now.

Zhu Rourou was completely exhausted.

Looking up again, blood dripped from the corner of Zhu Rourou's mouth.

Looking up at that face, it really looks a little weak and miserable.

Mrs. Zhang sternly reprimanded: "Stop coming! I don't have such strength! And I vomit blood! You are afraid that you are not sick yourself, so you deliberately blackmailed us?"

This time, Mrs. Zhang decisively adopted another attack method, the one that would not cause trouble for herself: she spit on Zhu Rourou's face: "If you don't say anything, did you kill Yingying? I'll drown you with saliva!"

Fu Shiyi looked at the sky silently to cover up the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised: it's not that he lacks professionalism, but that he really can't help it.I have heard this many times, but I have never seen anyone put it into practice.

If you really want to drown people with saliva, Mrs. Zhang will have to work hard for a long time, right?
If you count the amount of evaporation...probably...this life will be quite difficult.

Yuan Zhenzhen couldn't help covering her face with her sleeves. After a while, she was afraid of being more fortunate, and suddenly felt that her face didn't hurt so much, and her self-esteem didn't feel so uncomfortable—fortunately, she didn't spit on me!
(End of this chapter)