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[0473], Master, you are not a white mouse, you are a black mouse (9)(1/3)

The next day, I just started work early in the morning.

Lao Bao had just arrived at the door of his director's office and took out the key and was about to open the door. His hand was just a pause.

He grinded his teeth in a little unhappy manner, then raised his hand and pushed the door and walked in.

The old bag didn't even look at it, and then smashed the bag in his hand towards the sofa.

Su Qing was lying on the sofa, her eyes closed, feeling quite comfortable. When she heard the sound of wind, she didn't open her eyes and raised her legs directly, so she kicked the old bag accurately and accurately.

With a "bang", the old bag's black bag fell directly onto the desk in a gorgeous way, and directly knocked down countless things.

Old Bao frowned, old Bao stared at him, old Bao jumped.

Then Lao Bao's roar sounded.

"Damn girl, stinky girl, do you want to rebel?"

Su Qing opened her eyes listlessly, then quietly reminded her, "Master, close the door first, otherwise it will affect her image too much."

After all, Lao Bao was quite conscious of the way to persuade him. When he heard this, he immediately closed the door of his director's office with his backhand.

Then Lao Bao looked at his apprentice up and down.

When he saw this girl looking depressed, his anger immediately extinguished.

"Damn girl, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

As he said that, Lao Bao walked over in three steps, raised his big claws and tried the temperature on Su Qing's forehead.

"Well, no fever, so you have a cold? How many days have you been having a cold? Go to the hospital? What did the doctor say? Have you taken medicine? Have you received an injection? And have you had breakfast today? You have to take cold medicine before you can take it, otherwise it will hurt your stomach."

"Let's do this, I'll call your teacher's wife now and ask your teacher's wife to make a bowl of thick ginger soup for you tonight. You go to my house tonight, drink the ginger soup, and then ask your teacher's wife to make a bowl of chicken soup. You drink it together, and stay in my house tonight. Sweat well. When the sweat comes out, the cold will be cured. This cold is all caused by the cold..."

While he was mumbling, Lao Bao took out his cell phone and was about to draw the number.

Su Qingxin reached out and grabbed the phone from Lao Bao's big claws.

"Master, I'm going to the hospital, the doctor has prescribed medicine, and I'm much better now, so don't let the master's wife be busy anymore. The master's wife is very tired day by day."

Lao Bao looked at his apprentice with a very suspicious look, his eyes full of no one believed it.

Su Qing only felt that he was overwhelmed, but he had to reiterate it again.

"Master, I'm really getting better. Do you, a master, always doubt your apprentice? And I have something to do tonight!"

Lao Bao stared at me, "Damn girl, you have no credit for labor and capital."

As he said that, Lao Bao took back his phone.

Then he continued to ask, "Tell me, what do you want to do tonight? Labor and capital tells you that you are not allowed to wander around before your illness is cured..."

"No, I have to call the bag back for this matter and let him watch you..."

But at this point, Lao Bao thought about it, shook his head again, and directly denied his proposal.

"No, no, if that kid is with you, he will definitely be in the same circle with you again. None of you, one or two, can save labor and capital."

Su Qing looked at her master with great fatigue. Since she smashed her bag, she had been silent and could not help but remind her.

"That master, you have the attributes of an old woman. Does my master's wife know this?"

"Bang!" As soon as Su Qing's voice fell, Lao Bao's big slap on Su Qing's head.

Although Lao Bao didn't use any force and didn't hurt, Su Qing still covered his head with both hands and then spoke out to protest.

"Master, we don't bring such a person. I'm a patient. You are bullying the patient. We have formed a bond. I must report to the master's wife and let him deal with you."

Lao Bao doesn't care.

"Your master's wife can't bear to leave!"

Su Qing continued to add.

"I told my teacher's wife that I saw your first lover come to the bureau to find you, and you two were closed in the director's office and lived together for three hours. I don't know what it is, but the curtains were pulled..."

Lao Bao grinded his teeth, and suddenly realized that the slap he had just now really lightened. Why should he keep his energy?

Look at this dead girl...

How many people in the world can make it so arrogant as an apprentice?

However, Lao Bao now has a trick to deal with his apprentice.

"Dear girl, believe it or not, I will transfer Xiao Jibing away..."

Humph, it depends on whether you are afraid, a dead girl?

Su Qing was afraid in seconds.

She looked at her master seriously.

Lao Bao raised his chin directly, then flipped his clothes and stood up. He walked back to his desk with unrecognizable steps, sat down, and continued to lift his chin and look at Su Qing.

Su Qing's mouth twitched, pressing against the black line on his forehead.

"Master, image!"

Lao Bao gave Su Qing a blunt look without hesitation.

"When did you have an image like this in front of you, a dead girl?"

Okay, Master, you are indeed a wise master, you are so self-aware.

Su Qing nodded and bowed to forgive him.

"Okay, Master, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, I'm wrong, please give me some advice."

Old Bao hummed from his nose.

Just a little bit, labor and capital can't deal with you, an unworthy disciple.

Humph, I really think that a tiger doesn’t show its power, it’s just a sick cat.

But after just a few hums, Lao Bao remembered something.

"Wait, damn girl, who made you open the door of labor and capital again!"

Su Qing blinked his eyes twice.

"That master, I didn't mean it. I originally wanted to enter my office. Didn't this go through the wrong door?"

Old bag “…”

Only if you believe in labor and capital, will you have a ghost!

This is the reason why I don’t care about it, that is, this dead girl can tell me.

But Lao Bao also knew that his bastard apprentice always went to the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble.

So he spoke happily.

"Tell me, you sled to the door and lock it early in the morning. What's the matter?"

Su Qing sat up straight, with a serious look on her face.

"Master, I want to investigate a case."

Lao Bao raised his eyebrows, "What case?"

"An old case fifteen years ago."

An old case fifteen years ago?

Old Bao squinted his eyes.

Su Qing continued.

"The one who was killed was a young woman of twenty-two years old. She had many knifes cut on her body and a wrench was placed in her mouth."

When Lao Bao heard this, he put down what he had in his hand.

"How did you know about this case, and why did you suddenly want to investigate this case?"

Su Qing sighed and immediately told his master everything.

"The deceased is the sister of He Guilin, the suspect we caught this time. I promised him at that time. I will investigate this case again as soon as I come back. Fifteen years ago, and give his sister justice. And as long as the murderer is still alive, I will definitely bring him to justice!"

Listening to his apprentice's words, Lao Bao's eyes became darker.

"Although this case was not my control, the murder case was very big at that time, so I still had some impression that the scene was very miserable at that time."

Speaking of this, Lao Bao sighed again, and his eyes looked at his apprentice with a deep color.

"Qing Yatou, this old case fifteen years ago is essentially different from the old case you investigated before. The murderer left few traces at the crime scene. I remember there was a bloody handprint on the wall at that time, but the only part of the palm print was clear, but the fingerprint was very blurred."

"Before, no one wanted to extract fingerprints through the bloody handprint and then use the fingerprint to arrest the murderer, but in the end they all failed."

"So, Qingya, are you sure?"

Su Qing didn't know that there was a bloody handprint on the scene in this case.

She raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Master, your apprentice has always been trusting. Since I have agreed to He Guilin, I hope I can bring him a perfect end at that time."
To be continued...
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