When Gu Qianlin arrived, Xiao Luo just finished drinking the water in the cup.

The fresh and beautiful appearance, the graceful and cool body, the neat short hair, the elegant double eyes are as pure as water, and Gu Qianlin is an eye-catching landscape no matter where he goes.

“Ancient police officer, what do you want to do so much?” Xiao Luo put the empty paper cup into the garbage bin next to it and turned around, facing Gu Qianlin indifferently said.

Gu Qianlin said with a sneer: “Xiao Luo, you don’t have to install it anymore. It was you who killed the murderer in the underground parking garage of Lishui Riverside an hour ago.”

what?

He Yuliang was killed?

Xiao Ruyi, Tang Ren, and Hu Shuirong were shocked and rounded their eyes. They looked at Xiao Luo and could not accept the fact that Xiao Luo killed He Liangliang.

In particular, Xiao Ruyi, in her eyes, her old brother has always been honest, very filial to his family, how could it become a murderer? The previous uneasiness was magnified to the extreme at this moment, and it felt like the sky had fallen.

Xiao Luo said with a slight smile: “An ancient police officer, as JC, you have to be responsible for what you said. If there is no evidence, I will say that I am a murderer. I can tell you that you are guilty.”

“threaten me?”

Gu Qianlin was furious and angry. “You want the evidence, okay, dare to take off your clothes, let us look at your back?”

The gunshot wound on the back is an ironclad proof that cannot be justified. As long as the wound is confirmed, Xiao Luo is 100% killing the murderer of He Yuliang and defending in front of her? It’s useless. Compared with the loss of an opportunity to eradicate the Jiangcheng drug interest chain, the arrest of Xiao Luo has made her feel more fulfilled.

Xiao Luo didn’t talk, she looked like a cream, and brief remark stared at her.

At this time, the air in the corridor seems to be solidified. Every JC present at the scene feels a lot of pressure.

And this pressure disappeared after Xiao Luo smiled.

“What are you afraid of?”

Xiao Luo responded with a faint response from Gu Qianlin, unbuttoning one after another, and then turned back to the ancient Qianlinenti group, taking off her clothes to the waist, and the entire back was exposed to JC. In the sight.

When I saw that Xiao Luo’s back was intact, there was no gunshot wound at all, and all the JCs were stunned.

“There is no injury, this… how is this possible!”

It’s Gu Qianlin’s deputy, Wang Hanxuan, who is full of incredulity in his tone. “It’s obvious that he hit him, it’s impossible to hurt…”

Gu Qianlin also squatted in the same place, the big beautiful eyes couldn’t tell the shock and doubts. She even rubbed her eyes hard and wanted to confirm whether she was blind or not. The result is the same, after Xiao Luo’s There were no gunshot wounds on the back.

“Impossible, I am obviously… is it a hell?”

She muttered to Xiao Luo and couldn’t help but reach out and touch the back of Xiao Luo. Finally, she carefully examined the predecessor of Xiao Luo, not to mention the gunshot wound, even a slight scar. Not found, every flesh is intact, flat and clean like a beautiful piece of art.

Xiao Luo put on the clothes, and a button is attached to a button: “I regret to tell you that the murderer you are looking for is not me.” After the button is fastened, the collar is slightly sorted out, lightly snorted “This is a hospital, you need to keep quiet, you still have to take these people under your hand and leave!”

Said, bypassing Gu Qianlin, walked toward Xiao Xiaoyi.

Gu Qianlin’s heart is not convinced, how could it not be Xiao Luo?

Her current brain has become a pot of porridge, as JC’s intuition tells her that the cold-blooded killer is Xiao Luo, but if it is Xiao Luo, then why is there no gunshot wound on his body?

Can’t figure it out, can’t explain!

“The ancient team, it seems that we made a mistake, the murderer is not him.”

Wang Hanxuan came up and whispered to her, and at the same time quietly relaxed, because she did not see Xiao Luo’s back injury, it can be ruled out that Xiao Luo is the murderer who killed He Liangliang.

not him? How could not be him!

Gu Qianlin is almost crazy. She has been working in JC for eight years. There is no such thing as the fact that she is contrary to her speculation. This time, she not only stunned her long-term self-confidence, but also made her doubt herself. Ability to handle cases.

Think about the only person who can dig out the Jiangcheng drug interest chain, He Yuliang is dead, and now even the direction of the murderer seems to be wrong… Looking at Xiao Luo’s calm back, it seems to be laughing at her, Gu Qian Lin only felt that the blood of her with the body continued to rise. The anger gradually replaced the reason, and the fist was tightly held. The next second, the delicate body exploded like a bullet to Xiao Luo.

“Xiao Luo !!!”

A sharp drink shouted out of her throat, and there was no fancy fist to wrap the thick force, such as the Changhong stroke.

Xiao Luo turned around, and the pen was instinctively ejected from the body. The volley was gorgeous and tumbling, and the right foot was wrapped in a very ruthless momentum, and it was hollowed out.

“嘭~”

The toes and the fists suddenly collided, as the two roaring torrents suddenly slammed, and the savage rush of the monks swept away from both sides.

Xiao Luo The whole right leg is slightly numb, and the body is unbalanced and unrestrained.

Gu Qianlin stepped back four or five steps, and slammed her foot on the ground with her right foot. She is now like a screaming female leopard, furious, biting silver teeth, and her right foot is facing the corner of the plastic chair. Step on it.

“Dangdang~”

The plastic chair that was originally fixed on the iron shelf with screws was separated from her under the force of the bean curd project and flew into the air. Gu Qianlin sighed and slammed her right foot again. The strength of the whole body was poured on the right leg and then kicked on the plastic chair.

The violent force instantly turned into the speed of the plastic chair, and the plastic chair swung at a high speed with the whistling wind rushing toward Xiao Luo.

Speed, strength, momentum, the outburst of Gu Qianlin’s anger, shocked people in the place, especially Wang Hanxuan and a dry JC, it is hard to imagine this will be a woman’s strength.

Xiao Luo looked slightly cold, and kicked out a high-swinging leg…

Gorgeous, neat, no drag!

The plastic chair like the wild beast was pressed against the wall of the corridor by his foot.

At the same time, Gu Qianlin rushed wildly, such as Feiyan wings, the right knee wrapped in the mountains and the tsunami-like power rushed toward Xiao Luo.

“It’s just right!”

Xiao Luo was provoked with anger, and his body suddenly climbed up. He stepped forward and his left arm was like a cold iron sweeping the neck of Gu Qianlin.

Extremely fierce, no match!

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