Forensic drug queen

"...This is a fatal palm on the chest!" Luo Xiaoxiao thought of this and immediately tore a corner of her clothes to print on it and drew it according to the palm print. As long as she found something similar to the palm print, the evidence would be [-]% more.

After finishing all this, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

I don't know how many days and nights I slept this time.

"Thirsty...hungry...so hungry..." When he woke up once, his lips were already dry and cracked, his stomach was rumbling, his whole limbs were trembling, and he was so hungry that he vomited sour water. Looking at this small four-corner room, I just feel that they are constantly shaking in my eyes. "I'm so thirsty...I'm thirsty..." Her throat was so dry that it was almost on fire, Luo Xiaoxiao bit her finger and sucked it hard under extreme thirst, the blood poured into her mouth and became the only water, she tried desperately Sucking, like a demon.

In this way, she has been staying in this sealed secret room.

When she was thirsty, she bit her finger and drank her own blood, so she could barely survive a day, but her body became weaker and weaker, and when she was hungry, she tore off small pieces of her clothes and forced Swallowing it down can temporarily make the hunger disappear, and just live day and night like this.

It has been a full fifteen days since she fell into this secret room, and she relied on these to maintain her life during these fifteen days.

But his body was so weak that he couldn't even breathe.

Finally, one day when Luo Xiaoxiao wanted to open her eyes after falling asleep, she found that her eyelids could not be opened. She wanted to raise her hand to push her eyelids away, but she couldn't lift her hand, and fell asleep drowsily. , Wanting to speak, I didn't even have the strength to open my lips, the light in front of my eyes disappeared little by little, and I entered the darkness.

"Boom..."

A faint voice sounded in the quiet room, so far away, so close.

As soon as Luo Xiaoxiao's consciousness became clear again, her desire to survive suddenly became intense. She tried hard to open her eyes, tried hard to open them.

"Boom..." The voice was getting closer.

Luo Xiaoxiao's cold blood boiled, she looked towards the direction of the sound, her bloodshot eyes kept looking hard, and her breath was weak.

One sound, two sounds, three sounds... When the number of sounds was countless, the wall in front of me collapsed, and standing behind the broken wall was the man wearing a silver-white mask and dressed in black.

Luo Xiaoxiao smiled, and spit out two weak and unintelligible words: "Ji... Yue..."

A flash of joy flashed in Jiyue's eyes, and then she rushed up and hugged her tightly. When she spoke, her usual calm voice began to tremble: "Little, little!" The woman in her arms was pale, The knife marks on her face were clear and ferocious, her lips were chapped, her chin was still faintly stained with bright red blood, her disheveled hair and the remaining blood stains on the ground could clearly see what had happened. He hugged her tightly in his arms, The dark eyes began to fill with mist.

"Hungry...hungry..." After struggling to say the last two words, she finally fainted from physical collapse.

"Okay, I'll take you away right away, right away." He said hoarsely, picked her up and rushed out immediately.

After leaving the secret room, she remained unconscious and had a high fever for several days.

On this day, Ji Yue finished feeding her the medicine as usual, his dark eyes were bloodshot, his expression was exhausted and haggard, after covering her with the quilt, he left the room softly.

Outside the temple, it is the breeze and warm sun, and the fine apricot blossoms are flying with the wind.

Kong Ru was standing there in a gray monk's robe, holding a rosary in his hand, and he didn't know what he was chanting.

Jiyue stepped forward a few steps: "Master..." When she spoke, her voice was terribly hoarse.

"She's asleep, what are you still wearing this mask for? Is it because you're used to it?" Kong Ru turned to look at him with a compassionate expression.

Jiyue's dark eyes dimmed, and her voice was very soft: "She won't hate me like this."

Kong Ru smiled after hearing her words: "How do you know if she will forgive you if you don't take off the mask? She is not the kind of person who loves to hold grudges. You can only say that you still owe her in your heart by wearing a mask, right?" Is it?"

Jiyue was silent, and it took a long time before she said: "Master, how can she recover from her illness?"

An Ru didn't answer him right away, but told him a story: "Once upon a time, there was a man whose wife had a heart disease, and no matter what medicine she took, she couldn't get better. Later, he heard that only sincere love could heal her. Therefore, he cut off a piece of flesh next to his heart and made it into medicine." Although he didn't continue, Ji Yue understood.

When she returned to the room, Luo Xiaoxiao was still in a deep sleep. Under the dim light, her skin was as white as snow, but she was a bit sick.

"Little..." He gently hugged her in his arms, caressing her cold cheek with his fingers, his black eyes filled with countless distress and sorrow.

Luo Xiaoxiao fell asleep without saying a word, as if she was dead.

He began to feed her water, little by little, carefully and patiently, and said in a hoarse voice while feeding: "Once upon a time, there was a man whose wife had a heart disease, and no matter what medicine she took, she couldn't get better. Later, he heard that only sincere Only love can heal her wife, so I cut off a piece of flesh next to my heart to make medicine..."

Luo Xiaoxiao moved her fingers when she heard this.

"Although you are no longer my wife, my love for you has never changed." He kissed her cheek lovingly, his eyes flickered, and then stared deeply at her every word: "Whether it can be cured or not Good you, as long as there is any glimmer of hope, I will not give up, not to mention the flesh, even the heart, I will dig it out for you myself.” After speaking, she gently put her on the bed and lay down, took one last look before leaving .

The moment the door closed, tears fell from the corners of Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes.

A few days later, the person who had been feeding Luo Xiaoxiao medicine became empty, and Jiyue had never appeared again. After a few days, Luo Xiaoxiao's face began to return to rosy, and her blood became more vigorous. Everything is showing that she has recovered.

"Jiyue...Jiyue..." Luo Xiaoxiao felt pain all over her body as soon as she opened her eyes, as if she was being burned by fire, every movement was a heart-piercing pain.

Kongru left immediately after hearing the words, and after a while Jiyue hurried in and knelt by the bed and held her hand tightly, her voice was hoarse and excited: "Xiaoxiao!"

Luo Xiaoxiao's consciousness is still chaotic at the moment, she just listens to the voice to distinguish people, she holds his hand tightly and insists every word: "Little...Little Zhuzi is a spy of Yue Kingdom...you...you must... Tell... Nan Siye..."

"She's a spy..." Ji Yue repeated, her black eyes were deep.