Chapter 88: High value? Just a hairy one

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so……

What Zhao Shi always said was...

he,

Instead of...her.

Therefore, Zhao Shi has never asked Erniang any questions, and is waiting for now: "Have you left any evidence?"

"No."

"Er Niang" smiled bitterly: "I didn't think that I would feel guilty at the time, so I destroyed them all as a habit. Otherwise, I wouldn't have fabricated any evidence. However, I should have something at home, but I forgot a little."

Is that forgetting?

You don't know at all,

You are the personality of Gongsun Sheng who was born because the two mothers could not accept the death of their father, and you are not Gongsun Sheng himself.

certainly……

Zhao Shi would not tell the truth at this time,

He was not a psychologist. He was not sure if telling Er Niang about the situation at this time would have any irreversible consequences. He still wanted Er Niang to help him, so he could only pretend that she was Gongsun Sheng and continued to ask: "Then

Do you know Chai Wen?"

"Chai Wen?"

"Er Niang" shook her head slowly: "I have never heard of it."

"Then why did you leave the words "don't look back" in the bottle in Yang Wenguang's arms?"

Yang Wenguang shuddered,

What?

When did the bottle in my arms have a note?

The "Second Mother" had already replied: "I met a very good-looking woman. She said she was a descendant of the Chai family and asked me to do her a favor, so she forged evidence for me."

etc.

Zhao Shi pressed his temples, there were so many spots that he vomited from nowhere.

first……

With just a few scraps of piece of evidence, why the hell would you hire someone else to help forge it?

Secondly…

Another descendant of the Chai family. Are these descendants of the Chai family mice? Why are they dying one after another?

at last……

"Where did you meet him?"

"Er Niang" hesitated for a moment: "You need to do me a favor first."

"Old man?"

Di Yong trembled, then leaned into Zhao Shi's ear and said: "Official, official, let's go directly to the Daxiangguo Temple. This evil ghost is so powerful."

Zhao Shi ignored him,

I just want to call you "Second Mother",

I couldn't even forge a few pieces of paper just now, how can I become smarter now?

Or are you targeting me deliberately?

Are you aware of the blackmail?

"good."

Zhao Shi gritted his teeth and responded,

"Er Niang" breathed a sigh of relief, cupped her hands and said, "I don't want to intimidate you, I owe you a lot, but I really have no one to turn to."

Zhao Shi felt better and said with a smile: "It's okay, just tell me!"

"Er Niang" took a breath and said seriously: "Please save me, Mr. Er Niang."

Zhao Shi was startled and frowned: "You mean?"

"yes."

There was deep worry on the face of "Er Niang": "I have possessed Er Niang somehow. He can only appear when Er Niang is asleep. That's fine. I should pay more attention and show up less often. Er Niang's body

It is not damaged, but in recent days, for some reason, I have appeared more and more frequently, faster and faster, and..."

"The time is getting longer and longer."

"So, I am worried that one day I will completely replace Er Niang. This is something I will never do, but I can't control it, so I can only ask Xiaohujun for help."

this……

Although Zhao Shixue has some exposure to criminal investigation, he is not an expert after all. When he encounters depression or something, he can still work hard and shout twice: "Mengmeng, stand up."

This dual personality...

Psychology graduates may not be able to grasp it!

but……

Except for Zhao Shi himself, Zhao Shi looked back at Yang Wenguang and then at Di Yong. The two of them were obviously head-to-head discussing about Taoist priests and exorcism spells...

Is this reliable?

Zhao Shi could only go up by himself: "Let me try!"

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang."

"Er Niang" bent down deeply, cupped her hands, and when she raised her head again, she swayed, scratched her head, walked to stand one meter away from Zhao Shi, and asked doubtfully: "Mr. Lang?"

came back.

Zhao Shi kicked Di Yong and Yang Wenguang away who were secretly making ghost-killing gestures, turned around and strode towards Shixianju...

At the entrance of Shixianju,

"Tsk tsk tsk...luxury."

It was almost winter. Wen Qixian was still fanning himself leisurely and looked enviously at a dark black carriage parked at the door: "I bet that the cost of this carriage will never be less than ten thousand yuan."

"extravagant."

Fu Shaojing, the son of Fu Bi, seemed to want to touch it, but he retracted: "Forget it, if I touch this carriage, my father will have to beat me to death."

"Cowardly."

Liu Zhuo quickly went up and touched it, then looked askance at Fu Shaojing, about to continue taunting...

"The shopkeeper is back."

Someone exclaimed,

Then a bunch of second-generation important ministers looked over, and sure enough they saw Zhao Shi approaching with dragon and tiger steps. Many people immediately sighed slightly: "Ignore the others, Zong Ji is seriously injured and can still stay up all night to inspect his body."

, he is definitely the strongest among our generation, right?"

"More than that..."

"Among generals, such a body and bones are rare."

Said,

A group of people came over, and some status differences could be seen from this. For example, standing at the front were the current Prime Ministers of Zhongshu, Wen Yanbo, Fu Bi, Liu Hang's son, Wen Qixian, and Fu Bi.

Shao Jing, Liu Zhuo,

Zhao Shi returned the gifts one by one,

He smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought of repaying my brothers the day before yesterday, but I never thought of delaying it until now..."

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Qixian opened the fan. Even if he did not talk about Zhao Shi's noble status, he simply said: "Zong Ji's extraordinary bearing, I admire him deeply, let alone three to five days, even thirty to fifty days, he can afford it."

."

"Don't count me out."

Fu Shaojing glanced at Wen Qixian coldly, then smiled at Zhao Shi and said, "I just have to wait three to five months."

His mother!

Wen Qixian secretly said that Fu Shaojing did not respect martial ethics, and was about to retract his words when he heard Liu Zhuo continue: "It doesn't matter if I wait three to five years."

That’s my mother!
To be continued...