Forensic drug concubine

Chapter 35 Murder?
Mu Qingwan didn't move, her voice was always cold and steady, without the slightest panic: "It's too early to say who will be the loser. You have been seriously injured, so you are sure that I will be restrained by you?"

"I don't know how to live or die." The person behind snorted, and his thoughts changed slightly, as if he didn't expect Mu Qingwan to be so calm and calm at this time.

The panting sound behind him was even heavier, as if even raising the sword made the man a little bit strenuous.

Mu Qingwan didn't move, and her voice was not in a hurry: "Your ribs are broken, plus your flesh is injured, even if you kill me to silence me, how far do you think you can go?"

The man's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect the woman in front of him to judge his injury just by feeling without even looking at it.

Mu Qingwan felt the sword on her neck move, and at the moment when the other party was in a daze, she quickly raised her hand to pinch the sword and pulled it hard. Panicked, she almost fell to the ground, the sword that was used to restrain Mu Qingwan had changed hands and fell into Mu Qingwan's hands.

Mu Qingwan turned around with her sword in hand, and by the moonlight, she saw a man in black leaning against the gate, with a stooped figure, breathing heavily and disorderly, as if enduring great pain.

The two of them were so close, the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense.

"I underestimated it too much..." The man in black's voice became even hoarse. Before he could finish a sentence, there was a heavy muffled sound, and the man fell to the ground.

Mu Qingwan probed with her sword, and seeing that the man in black didn't respond, she walked over to test the man in black's breath, seeing that he was still alive, her heart was loosened.

But she was so dizzy at the door, if Lingniang ran into her when she came out, there would definitely be some twists and turns.

Mu Qingwan thought about it, and did it herself, dragged the man in black by his clothes and dragged him to a nearby guest room, and then found an oil lamp to simply clean up the blood on the ground. After doing this, Mu Qingwan was exhausted. Covered in sweat, she let out a long breath, this body is really a delicate and weak young lady.

Mu Qingwan picked up the sword on the ground, and with the light of the oil lamp, the sapphire inlaid on the hilt gave off a faint light, and there were some strange patterns engraved around the gem, Mu Qingwan actually felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere Yes, but can't tell.

It is probably the memory of the original owner. Although I can't remember it vaguely, this sword must have something to do with the original owner.

After thinking about it this way, Mu Qingwan already had an idea in her mind. She took out some medicine from the space storage bag, took half a glass of water, and was about to pour it down for the man in black, but she hadn't touched the man in black to cover his face. The black cloth, the pair of pupils opened suddenly, with a sharp and compelling light.

Mu Qingwan raised her eyebrows and reached out to continue taking off the mask, but the man in black was already one step ahead of her to block her movement.

"If you don't want to die, don't touch it." The tone that should have been sinister was stunned by his words.

Mu Qingwan snorted disdainfully: "You don't seem to understand the situation. In the current situation, it seems that it is easier for me to take your life."

The eyes of the man in black were even colder: "As long as you have the ability, then try... um... um!" Before he finished speaking, he groaned suddenly, and in an instant, his sharp gaze almost made Mu Qingwan stand still.

This damned woman actually dared to stab him with a knife!
"This knife is to pay back the sword you put on my neck just now." Mu Qingwan said, the hand holding the scalpel squeezed hard, and the other hand quickly pulled out. When she stared at Mu Qingwan, she saw that she was holding a bloody iron dart.

"Good patience." Mu Qingwan glanced at him, then sprinkled the hemostatic powder on it, tore off a piece of bed sheet and simply bandaged it.

After treating the wound, she put the pills and water on the low cabinet next to the wooden couch, and said lightly, "This medicine can prevent your wound from getting worse. You can take it or not."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingwan wiped her hands and turned to leave, but just after she took a few steps, a low voice came from behind her: "Why?"

The man in black didn't understand, he intended to kill her to silence him, why would she choose to save him?

Mu Qingwan paused when she heard the words, and then said lightly: "I happen to be short of a subject to be dissected, and I think your figure is not bad."

After saying that, she had already closed the door and went out, and did not see the surprised eyes of the man in black.

Back in the room, Mu Qingwan tidied herself briefly before lying down on the couch.

She is not kind-hearted and enthusiastic, but she respects life, and every life has the right to exist, and no one can take it away.

Furthermore, this person must have some inexplicable connection with the original owner of his current body. Saving his life should also be a way out for himself.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingwan already had an idea in her heart, lay down on the couch and stroked her current situation, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, the sky was already bright, and there was a sweet rice fragrance on the tip of my nose.

Seeing that Mu Qingwan had woken up, Lingniang said, "Miss is awake, I made rice porridge, I can eat some after washing up." As she spoke, her eyes dimmed slightly, there was nothing in this courtyard, Eating is a problem, so what to do if it goes on like this.

Mu Qingwan was preoccupied with what happened last night, so she didn't notice Lingniang's expression, she hummed, got up and tidied up to avoid Lingniang and went to the next door to check, the man was no longer there.

There was a faint fragrance in the empty room, unlike the smell of ordinary spices, and the inexplicable familiarity in Mu Qingwan's heart emerged again.

"Miss." Interrupted by Lingniang's sudden voice, Mu Qingwan let out an ooh, glanced at the bed, and followed Lingniang out of the guest room.

"Miss, you rest first, I'll tidy up the yard, so that you can see what you want." Lingniang put the low stool on the long corridor, made tea and brought it out.

Mu Qingwan hummed, and was about to sit down, frowning slightly, Lingniang was slightly taken aback when she saw this, and couldn't help asking: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Mu Qingwan didn't speak, but looked in the direction of the courtyard door, and as expected, with a bang, the door was roughly pushed open from the outside, and a few arrogant government officials rushed in, their posture was very arrogant.

"Search, the blood is gone here, the thief must be hiding here." The leader of the yamen servant said aggressively, and his tone seemed to dig this courtyard into the ground.

"Miss, this..." Lingniang was confused and at the same time her tone was a little anxious, she didn't know what these people were trying to do when they broke in suddenly.

Mu Qingwan interrupted Lingniang's words by raising her hand. She naturally knew why these people came here. She really wanted to speak, but her eyes fell on the man in white robe who walked in from the courtyard door, her pupils shrank slightly.

(End of this chapter)