The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Qian Yikun directly took her hand holding her chin and looked at her vicious little face, "That's not okay, what if you are in love with other handsome guys?"

Could he cut himself and let him go.

Qian Yikun stood up straight, watched as he walked around and got into the car, and then reached out and opened the door of the driver's seat to get on the car.

After getting in the car, he leaned on the back of the chair.

Qian Yikun saw that she did not speak, and naturally she did not speak, because he felt it might not be that he wanted to speak so much at the moment.

Qian Yikun started the car and planned to go home.

After the Ding Haonan couple went on a tour, he took it for granted and ran to live with him.

But there is no difference between living together and living together. He is basically busy and has no time to go home.

"Anyway, I killed Zhao Fangyu and Ding Jiaqi. That Zhao Fangyu is a decent hypocrite. That Ding Jiaqi, an old loach in the gutter, is not a good thing." Could not say the mouth of his teeth.

"I think things are not that simple. If someone wanted to harm Ding Junqi a few years ago, then the focus must be on this magnetic field." Qian Yikun glanced at him while driving, and then continued to look at the road ahead, "I have a kind of The idea, maybe what the man was going to do, did not expect Ding Junqi to have a reverse magnetic field, so that the purpose of the man was not successful. "

Could it be that he kept pointing his chin, thinking of Qian Yikun's words, "What can you do against the magnetic field?"

"I don't know, I don't know much about this, but I have written in the material I copied from Zhao Fangyu's computer that there is a substance with a strong reverse magnetic field strength, which can be reversed in space and time under specific circumstances. In other words, maybe The man behind was even more ambitious, just wanting to reverse the space, but didn't expect to reverse it to Ding Junqi. "Qian Yikun said his guess.

"A substance with a strong reverse magnetic field?" Could it be curious, "Just the unknown substance you found on Wu Biao last time?"

"It should be, but I think there should be more of this substance in the hands of the murderer, but unfortunately Ding Junqi and Lotte don't remember the place where the car accident happened. Otherwise, I think it can be found in the concentration of the substance. local."

Could it be leaning on the car window and looking at the neon lights outside, "Hey, are you really accompanying me after work? Why is the case still full of mouth now?"

Qian Yikun was taken aback, and finally looked at him: "Okay, don't say anything."

Could it be snorted, "I thought of it, monitoring, the monitoring of the original car accident."

Qian Yikun: "..."

Say good or not?

This is not what he went on with.

The staff of the traffic brigade seemed not to be surprised that Qian Yikun appeared in the middle of the night. The captain of the brigade came from time to time and they were used to the process.

"Six years ago?" The traffic police on duty looked at Qian Yikun, "Qian team, what case are you investigating this time, and you still have to look at the monitoring six years ago?"

"An old case, about six years ago, about October, a car accident case." Qian Yikun said, the staff there had called up all the car accident archive videos six years ago.

There were not many car accidents in October. Qian Yikun watched all the car accident videos, but did not find Ding Junqi's car accident.

Is it possible to look at Qian Yikun, and Qian Yikun asked Murphy to call, "Call Wen Shan to confirm which month Rakuten committed suicide?"

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