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Chapter 1712 Unexpectedly, the withered flowers and yellow leaves have grown old(2/2)

No matter how ordinary a person is in this world, once he disappears into the sea of ​​people, his relatives and friends will still care about him.

But Lin Youxie no longer has any relatives or friends.

Because the big tree of the Qingpai family has collapsed, and because of her own stubbornness towards the law, she is not humane in handling cases, so she has no friends.

In this world, no one cares about her, no one will care about her.

Therefore, it is only now, after Jiang Wang's letter sent to Sanxing Palace was returned intact, that people know that the first person in the younger generation of Qingpai once wore a fifth-grade Qingpai with the rank of Tenglong and was promised to solve crimes.

The genius Lin Youxie has lost his whereabouts.

No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.

She disappeared without a sound, like being blown away by a gust of wind.

It's like she never existed!

However, the experiences of the past twenty years are still clearly there. The cases she has solved and the things she has experienced still have clear traces in the Capital Inspection Office.

Even all of this can be erased.

But in Jiang Wang's memory, the scenes of contact with her, from Biwu County to Haimen Island, from the stormy boat, to Hengyang County where the moon and stars are sparse... everything is still there clearly, so what?

Can we say that she never existed?

“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”

On this night, the knock on the door was accompanied by the gentle call from the housekeeper Xie Ping: "Master Marquis, someone from Bowang Hou Mansion has come and wants to see you."

Jiang Wang came back to his senses, resized the storage box on the table, put it in his arms, and said in a normal tone: "Let him in."

squeak~ah~

The one who pushed open the door was Chong Xuan Sheng's shadow guard, Qing Zhuan, who was also very familiar to Jiang Wang.

He closed the door and then saluted Jiang Wang: "Master Hou, my young master asked me to come to you at Xingye. He has something to convey to you."

"Your young master will inherit the position of prince tomorrow, why are you worrying about so many irrelevant things tonight?" Jiang Wang deliberately joked to make himself appear calmer, and then said: "Tell me, he has another

What's wrong?"

Qing Zhuan lowered his head: "My young master has just returned to Linzi. When he heard about what happened on your side, he quickly asked the younger one to come over and send a message. If it weren't for the big gift tomorrow and he couldn't leave today, he would have come over in person..."

"What can happen to me?" Jiang Wang chuckled twice before saying, "Tell me, what's his opinion?"

Qingzhuan said: "My young master said that the matter you are pursuing may not be as complicated as you think! He asked you not to act rashly, especially not to trust Bao Zhongqing's followers and take advantage of them. After accepting the title tomorrow,

, he will come and talk to you in person..."

"That's all?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Oh, my young master also specially emphasized it." Qingzhuan replied: "Please stay at home and don't act rashly. The matter of Capt. Lin is not complicated. Once he frees up his hands, the matter will be solved easily.

."

Jiang Wang didn't sound right and frowned slightly: "Is this the original statement?"

"Uh, the original words are..." Qing Zhuan cleared his throat and imitated Zhong Xuansheng's voice: "Remember, if you let him have no brain, use less brain! If you don't know which way to go, don't go out! Really,

If you go out to find people in a big way, who are you protesting with?"

Seeing that Marquis Wu An's face was already ugly, he repeated the last five words in a very low-spirited manner, his voice getting lower and lower as he spoke: "It's really, really, stupid..."

Chongxuansheng, who was still suffering from the pain of bereavement and had a lot of family affairs to deal with, cared so much about his friends at such an important juncture, Wu Anhou was very moved.

But the wording was so impolite, and Marquis Wu An was very unhappy.

Marquis Wu'an was not a person who could express his anger, so he just waved his hand to Qing Brick: "Okay, I understand, go back."

The green brick swished and disappeared.

"From now on, you shadow guards should still pay attention..."

Halfway through Jiang Wang's words, the study room was already empty, and the 'etiquette education' was no longer available, so he could only say angrily: "You are a barbarian and a barbarian, you are a rude person!"

Strangely, Chong Xuanpang felt much more at ease just by having someone send him a message.

Chong Xuan Sheng, who is all fat and can think, now that he has said that this matter is not that complicated, just let him stay at home and wait for the letter.

He believed unconditionally and believed that Zhong Xuan Sheng could come up with a correct answer.

Tonight the bright moon is shining high and the stars are few and far between.

He did not go out again, but sat alone in the study, quietly reading an untitled book.

This look lasted all night.

For a long time, he never thought of flipping through this booklet and learning something. Because an autopsy was almost unnecessary for him. In his life experience, life and death were often the answer.

But now he thought, if a person leaves, what will she leave to the world?

If a person disappears, what proof is there of her existence?

Perhaps there is only one such, nameless book.

The content of this book is not much, but it requires some brainpower to understand. There are also some supporting small secret techniques that require time to practice. When you read it for the first time, of course, you only have a general understanding.

When the sky was dimming, Jiang Wang turned to the last page of this thin book with a complicated mood.

Then he froze.

Because the last page is obviously different from the entire nameless book.

What is recorded on it is not any autopsy-related skills.

There is only one secret -

The secret technique "Nian Chen" was created by the late Tian Luobo and the peerless famous Lin Kuang.

"Never forget, as if your heart is attached to dust."

Thanks to book friend "Hot Memory Fragments" for becoming the leader of this book, it is the 359th alliance!
Chapter completed!
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