Beloved 99 times: arrogant police superintendent hard to deal

"What's the matter?" he looked down at Qiao Jiang, who was crying on the verge of collapse. His handsome face was like a relief, with a familiar cold breath!

Lu Qingbei sighed, "we received a report that someone was taking drugs here. When we arrived, he was dead. It is estimated that..."

"Shut up!"

Before Lu Qingbei finished, Qiao Jiang suddenly roared.

Her voice was hoarse and sounded a little sad.

She knows more about Dad than anyone else.

It's ridiculous to say that he takes drugs.

Her excited appearance made Gu Liancheng frown, "what's the matter?"

"As a medical examiner, people die every day. You shouldn't be so excited, even if this man saved you."

"He won't take drugs." she stared at him with something called firmness in her eyes

Lu Qingbei sighed, "this man's name is Wei Zhenpeng. He always loses his daughter. He has been under great mental pressure. It's reasonable to take the road of taking drugs."

"I told you to shut up. You didn't hear it. It's impossible. He won't take drugs, he won't!"

In a word, she almost yelled at her throat.

Her excitement surprised everyone present. It was the first time they saw Qiao Jiang so excited, so hysterical.

"This is what the masses saw with their own eyes, so they reported the case. Qiao Jiang, you are a forensic doctor..."

"Yes, I'm a forensic doctor." she got up and looked directly at Qingbei. "In this world, many things can be forged, evidence and death, but only corpses can't lie."

She stepped forward, her eyes cold and painful, "I'll prove it."

Spit out a sentence, her eyes fell deeply on Wei Zhenpeng.

The hand hanging on the side of the body was tightly pinched.

He Xizhe, is that you?

Looking at Qiao Jiang's back, Gu Liancheng's eyes were slightly tight: "check! Don't let go of any doubt."

Without a word, he strode out.

Ye Ling stood in the corner. She quietly witnessed all that.

Qiao Jiang's woman doesn't know why she's crazy. It's not her father who died. Why is she crying?

Cursing without grace.

I've really lost the face of the forensic doctor. I don't have any professional ethics.

Just then, her cell phone suddenly rang.

She looked at the familiar number on her mobile phone and was puzzled.

What did he ask her for?

……

At the moment, there was no sound in the anatomy room.

Lu Qingbei and Gu Liancheng stood on one side and looked at her quietly.

She put on her antibacterial suit with trembling hands, and then came to the dissecting table with difficulty.

She felt as if she had been buried in the deep sea, could not find an exit, could not breathe fresh air, and seemed to be drowning in it.

Standing in front of the dissecting table, she took a deep breath.

She glanced at the scalpel and slowly took one.

Looking at his kind eyebrows and eyes, what echoed in his mind was the warm scenes of the past.

Father would never be the kind of person who takes drugs because of pressure.

This is absolutely abnormal.

This is him!

She stared at him and slowly spit out a sentence in the bottom of her heart: Dad, it doesn't hurt.

She took a deep breath. She trembled and stretched out her hand, but she was trembling all the time.

Seeing her mental state at the moment, Huang Dongxu held his wrist, "Qiao Jiang, why don't I come?"

"I'll come!" she spit out two words firmly, irresistible.