Chapter 1105 Talent
ran away crying.

Tang Nineteen didn't have this plot in mind.

In fact, Dugu Haoyue didn't have any face at all.

"Hehe, a friend of mine told me that Dugu Haoyue climbed to power and wealth, and she was with me purely for the purpose of clinging to my father's power to climb up. In the end, she might find out that my father simply regarded me as a piece of air, and she clings to me. I cling to the wrong person, and they abandon me."

Mr. Fu's face was a bit ugly, and his tone was a little angrily: "This person is simply talking nonsense, Dugu is definitely not such a person."

"No, I also think that the person who can write that kind of book cannot be such a person." Tang Nineteen was dubious about Xu Moting's words at that time, and there was always an idea in his heart that Dugu Haoyue was definitely not like this. "Master Fu, tell me about Dugu Haoyue, let me see if I can remember something."

While talking, Tang Nineteen filled a glass of wine for Mr. Fu with the attentive attitude of listening to the story.

Master Fu took a sip and looked up out of the window, as if his thoughts had been drawn back to a long time ago.

"That kid, he was admitted to the Criminal Division in Yongning four years ago. He is different from Gao Feng. He didn't bring me in. He got in by himself. At the beginning, there was nothing special about him. He was also very lazy. I couldn't even look down on him. Eyes. Until the summer of that year, a dead body was dug out from a sack in the east woods. It was highly waxed, and it was sticky and smelly. For the first time, I saw him so positive, his eyes even glowed, as if what he saw was not a highly waxed and disgusting corpse, but an exquisite handicraft."

Tang Nineteen could imagine Dugu Haoyue's excited expression at that time. When she entered the criminal investigation department for the first time, she was so excited that she couldn't help laughing out loud, and was scolded by her master, saying that she No respect for the dead.

However, she actually loves Yixing too much.

The story of Mr. Fu continues: "His qualifications are too young, and it is not his turn to handle this kind of case, so he can only watch from the sidelines. When I was dissecting the corpse, I was too involved and didn't notice it. When I was looking through the internal organs of the corpse, I had already touched the feet of the corpse. I looked carefully there, and when I found out the scolding, he stood up and told me firmly that he already knew the cause of this person's death. "

"Such a god, what did he find?"

"A nail, to be more precise, a rusty nut, pierced through the sole of the foot."

Tang Nineteen suddenly thought of something: "In the book he wrote, I remember seeing this case. The nails on the soles of the deceased's feet were very unique, in the shape of a plum blossom. And this plum blossom-shaped nail, isn't it?"

Master Fu nodded: "Yes, there is only one blacksmith shop in the capital that can make plum blossom-shaped nails, and this blacksmith shop was destroyed just last month, leaving only one child, who was hiding in the closet at that time. In the movie, I heard the murderer ask his father, can someone come to order plum-shaped nails."

Tang Nineteen took Master Fu's words: "The blacksmith did make such nails, and the murderer finally said, that the woman really came out of the mountain. The murderer was finally captured, and it was proved to be the frightening male and female pair a few years ago." The male of the evil, so the custom-made plum-shaped nail is his ex-wife, the female, and the highly waxed deceased is the female, right?"

(End of this chapter)

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