As soon as he hung up the phone, Wang's mother came out of the kitchen with egg custard.

Su Wansheng occasionally has morning sickness, so he doesn't want to eat egg custard when he sees it.

Lu Zhenming took the bowl, dug a spoonful with a spoon, blew it and fed it to her mouth, gently coaxing her.

"Take a bite first, if you want to vomit, then don't eat."

Su Wansheng opened her eyes slightly, and ate the egg custard into her mouth, without wanting to vomit.

Seeing this, Lu Zhenming continued to feed her a second spoonful.

Su Wansheng was thinking about things in his heart, so he didn't take it and eat it himself, so he fed it.

She thought of the time when Shan Jingjing used a fruit knife to kill her in the hospital.

Shan Jingjing pointed at her with a knife hatefully, saying that she killed Zhao Dong, but blamed her.

At that time, she thought that Shan Jingjing didn't want to admit her guilt, and she was mentally abnormal, so she didn't take Shan Jingjing's words to heart.

After listening to the words of the unit today, she felt that what Shan Jingjing said that day may not be false.

"We always thought that the person was killed by Shan Jingjing, and Shan Jingjing thought that I killed him, could there be anything we don't know about?"

Lu Zhenming saw her eating one bite at a time, and her thin lips curled: "The unit just spoke with a lot of confidence, so it shouldn't be that he made it up for money." ”

That is to say, it is really possible that the murderer is not Shan Jingjing.

If this is the case, then the murderer's methods are really clever, and even the police have not found any clues.

"Can you let Tang Mo arrange it, I want to meet Shan Jingjing, and I want to confirm this matter with her in person."

"Just let Tang Mo go." Lu Zhenming's eyes moved slightly.

Su Wansheng hesitated, and her long eyelashes lightly covered: "Women talk well to women, and she always thinks that I killed people, and I can stimulate her even more if I go, maybe she will tell the truth." ”

Seeing her insistence, Lu Zhenming nodded.

After she finished eating the egg custard, the two went back to the old house.

***

Song Zhiyue took a glass of water outside the study and knocked on the door.

Hearing the man's "come in", she pushed open the door and walked in.

Feng Chen was reading the case information, he was only wearing a shirt, his sleeves were rolled up, and a few strands of broken hair were scattered on his forehead.

He looked at Song Zhiyue who came in, she had already taken a bath, wearing long-sleeved and long-pants pajamas in autumn, her eyebrows were clear, and the skin on her neck was as white as jade.

"Haven't slept yet?" He asked.

Song Zhiyue approached him, put water in his hand, stood behind him around the desk, and hugged his neck from behind.

"What are you looking at? Show me. ”

If it had been placed in the past, her intimate action, Feng Chen's body would definitely stiffen and be uncomfortable.

But since she moved in, she would take the initiative to drill into his arms, and she would hold his arm while watching TV, and he was used to it.

"There's a lawsuit going on tomorrow, so I'll sort out the information."

The white and tender arms were wrapped around his neck, like jade lotus, and the dust could smell the fragrance of bathing on her body.

Her hair slid down and swept across Dusty Face with a hint of itching.

Her hair still smelled of shampoo lingering on the tip of his nose, and he asked, "How is your dad?" ”

Song Zhiyue glanced at the case information in his hand, didn't dare to be interested, and didn't look carefully.

Hearing his question, she replied: "I have been discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate, my mother is taking care of her at home these days, and the fruit store is not open for the time being." ”

"Do you want to go back for the weekend?"