It seems like something is not quite right They are just a group of killers.
How could any one of them show such an expression of being overly frightened and needing to slow down if they have not experienced several assassinations?
Well, but his precious daughter is fine, so it shouldn't be too serious.
Father Qiao trotted up to a certain little fairy, looked her up and down, and made sure she was not injured at all before he breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "What did you ask?
Do you know who sent you?"
Uh, this question Father Qiao's words made several people's mouths twitch.
He almost couldn't control himself and looked towards the innocent smiling little fairy who was being protected by Father Qiao.
Unsurprisingly, he met her pair of smiling eyes that were as clear as crystal.
After hearing her soft-looking but lethal words unexpectedly in his eyes and ears, their expressions became a little distorted.
"What about that?
Well, not yet.
I'll interrogate you later."
Xiao Daddy, who was pushed out by Boss Ling, laughed dryly, touched his nose and replied to Daddy Qiao.
"Okay, you can handle it yourself."
Father Qiao saw the rather subtle expression on Father Xiao's face.
It was definitely not easy to think about the identity of these killers, and it was beyond the control of his current small chief of Feng City, so he was quite self-aware.
Ask more, after all, the more you know, the sooner you will die, right?
After finally getting over this incident, I never thought that I would encounter assassination again.
If this group of people didn't have a soft-footed shrimp, they might have been in trouble this time.
Besides, if the Ling family's killer is involved, it's not certain that he will be killed.
There will be a second hand and a third hand.
He doesn't want to involve his daughter anymore, get a little frightened, return to the autistic period of childhood, or accidentally think of those not-so-good memories from the past.
But that's troublesome.
So Father Qiao decisively stopped mentioning it.
Seeing the look on Dad Qiao's face, Dad Xiao knew that he must have misunderstood something.
But when he thought of his daughter who was quite cruel and pretended to be a good baby like a little white rabbit, Dad Xiao thought.
If I had to explain myself, I would have to swallow it all.
Come on, it's better to be misunderstood by Old Qiao than to be put in a sack by his duplicitous and pretending to be a serious little devil girl, tied to the autopsy table and skinned alive.
At the thought of being treated as an experimental subject with an open belly and no ability to fight back, Laughing Dad couldn't help shaking.
He quickly held Brother Ling's arm, stuffed him into the car, and rushed to several people.
Waving away means they want to go first.
After watching a group of people leave one after another, Father Qiao looked at Secretary Xu, who was left to deal with the battlefield, and then looked sideways at his daughter and asked.
"Let's go home too" "You should go back first.
There is a case where the autopsy has not been completed yet.
It needs to be handed in tomorrow.
Bye."
After saying this, the little fairy waved her little paws at Dad Qiao and ran away jumping up and down, leaving only Dad Qiao who stretched out his hands to catch her.
He thought sadly that he had a job.
My daughter seems to spend less and less time with him.
Really, she shouldn't have been allowed to go to the homicide department in the first place.
Now it's better.
She basically takes over the forensic department.
The abandoned father Qiao pulled on his somewhat messy clothes and wondered whether he should also buy a lounge or something in the office.
It would be better to build a kitchen, so that he would not have to go home all day long. , and can also make some delicious tonic for his daughter.
The more he thought about it, the more Father Qiao thought this was a good idea.
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Well, he decided to demolish the pantry next door tomorrow, free up the whole floor, and move his daughter's forensic department.
When he gets to his floor, he can continue to live and eat with his daughter, and he can also watch movies and chat about his parents as before.
Father Qiao, who had bright eyes, was instantly healed by this idea.
He decided to go home and plan carefully to give his precious daughter a surprise.
And a certain little fairy, who had no idea that Father Qiao had this idea, turned around with a smile and arrived at someone's house one step ahead.
With a wave of her little hand, she arranged all the anatomy equipment in the forensic department.
Go to the living room of someone's home.
Then he hummed a little tune, sharpened his knife and looked at the door, thinking that as soon as someone came in, he would tie him up, and then he started to dissect, ah, no, he was looking for Po Meng's concubine, Master Yiyang.
Where did the descendants of reincarnation hide Po Meng’s son?
After handling all the follow-up matters, Ling Xiuyu returned home at dawn and looked at the brightly lit living room of the villa, as well as the operating table that should not have existed in the living room, as well as all the anatomy tools on the operating table, and a certain person.
A little fairy queen was sitting on his sofa playing with a game console, and there was a hint of watery and unpredictable look in her light and cold eyes.
A certain little fairy who heard the door opening looked up at Ling Xiuyu, who had a calm expression, blinked her big eyes, waved her little paws at him, and said leisurely: "Should you take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?"
"" Ling Xiuyu silently looked into those clear and eager eyes, and for some reason, he chuckled.
That low laugh and the sudden evil look made a certain little fairy narrow her eyes.
"Why, you want to regret it?"
"You seem to want to kill me or torture me.
Have I offended you before?"
Ling Xiuyu closed the door behind him with his backhand, stretched out his long slender hands to pull off the tie at the collar, and then slowly began to take off his gray suit jacket, and unbuttoned his white shirt one by one, so slowly and inexplicably.
There was a bit of lust and evil energy, and a certain little fairy snorted as she looked at it.
"Yes, I really want to kill you.
Not only do I want to kill you, but I also want to torture you.
You know this.
You are so powerful."
Ling Xiuyu, who was looking at the carefree appearance of a certain little fairy, with his shirt unbuttoned to reveal his strong and meaty upper body, had an unpredictable look in his eyes after hearing her words.
Passed a dark light.
"So, you hate me" "No, I don't hate you very much, I hate you quite a bit."
A certain little fairy, who didn't notice Ling Xiuyu's slowly becoming dangerous expression at all, raised her chin at him.
"Lie down there and put that helmet on."
Ling Xiuyu was obedient.
He stepped forward with his long legs in suit pants and walked to the operating table in the middle of the living room.
He sat on it, picked up the helmet with tubes of various colorful liquids and put it on On his own head, he lay down on the cold operating table without any hesitation, and asked calmly: "It seems like you don't just want to dissect me."
"Tsk, what fun is there in dissecting you?"
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