Chapter 76 Her name is Long Xiaoshan

[Second update, ask for red tickets, collect]

Fearing that the voice would disturb the little dragon girl to heal Xiao Fei's wounds, Zhuo Qinglin took the note and Xiao Fei turned around and out of the Nie family.

When she came to the corridor, Zhuo Qinglin took out her mobile phone and looked at it through the light of the screen. She saw that this was a piece of 32-open ordinary white paper that was rubbed and covered with wrinkles. The material was ordinary. It could be bought in any supermarket. It was a very scribbled Chinese character written with a pure blue pen, and the handwriting was intermittent. Continued, headless, and with a question mark. Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a last word, but a self-spoken rhetorical question:

Is there really a mysterious curse in the mausoleum?

If not, why do I feel uncomfortable??

God, please tell me the answer!!

Success is just around the corner, never give up...

Zhuo Qinglin read it over and over again, and finally frowned and asked Nie Pan, "Where did you find this suicide note? Didn't the police officer who handled the case find it at that time?

Nie Pan shook his head and said, "Who knows what do you police do for food? This is what I found at the bottom of the waste bin when I was emptying the garbage, because it was at the bottom. After I emptied out the garbage, it floated to the top, so I saw it..."

Zhuo Qinglin nodded, fell into meditation, and asked for a long time, "Since Uncle Nie said that he was sometimes not feeling well, it shows that his body is changing, but he has a physical examination in the hospital once a year. I have investigated and found that Uncle Nie has any disease in the hospital file. Is Uncle Nie's Is the physical discomfort caused by the effect of drugs?

Nie Pan was also lost in thought: "Why don't you ask the two forensic experts who examined my father's autopsy at that time? And the Officer Lu who is in charge of this case?"

Zhuo Qinglin nodded and habitually inserted her trousers with her hands into her trousers and said, "Well, you're right. I'm going to visit the two forensic doctors these days. Because this case is relatively special, Uncle Nie's death is very strange, so Uncle Nie's body examination is determined by the municipal bureau to appoint two highly valued forensic doctors. They One of them is Director Luo of the Municipal Forensic Medical Appraisal Institute, and the other is Director Ouyang, a forensic professor at Donggang University of Political Science and Law, but he has retired. As for the police officer Lu Peng, who is responsible for handling Uncle Nie's case, resigned after finishing the case. It is said that he won the lottery and moved to Hong Kong..." /P>

"Ah? How can it be such a coincidence? There must be a mystery in this case. Nie Pan listened to Zhuo Qinglin's words and said excitedly.

Zhuo Qinglin stretched out her hand and instructed Yi Nie Pan to speak in a low voice: "Shh, keep your voice down. I've also found what you said. I'm investigating, but don't talk nonsense before there is no evidence. I'll take you to visit Director Luo of the Municipal Forensic Medical Appraisal Institute another day to see what he says and whether he has found something special in Uncle Nie's body. Material, otherwise why did Uncle Nie say in this note that he was occasionally unwell?

After listening to Zhuo Qinglin's words, Nie Pan nodded and agreed, "Okay, now I really admire Sister Qinglin. You really have the spirit of Tie Feihua."

"Hmm... Don't flatter me. Isn't it time to ask you at the beginning when you don't say anything?"

Zhuo Qinglin took out another note and looked at it and said, "You have to tell me something important. Uncle Nie said in this note, "Success is what success is right in front of you. What has he been investigating in Xixia during his lifetime?

"It is said that Li Yuanhao, the king of Xixia, more than a thousand years ago, was suspicious. He built more than 100 suspicious tombs, and now the Tailing in the Mausoleum of Xixia is not his real burial place. As an archaeologist, my father has been committed to determining Li Yuanhao since he was about 30 years old. The location of the grave has been inspected for 20 years until he was 50 years old. He has been busy with this matter this year. My father just came back from Ningxia for three or four days before his death. It can be seen that he is very happy. He said that he has determined the exact place where Li Yuanhao is buried, and he is waiting for a fund to mine and excavate this. A mystery..."

Zhuo Qinglin reached out and stroked her beautiful chin and said thoughtfully, "A hundred places? That is to say, Uncle Nie has been doing this investigation for 20 years? Nie Pan nodded in affirmation.

"Well, maybe it's time to go to Ningxia to check. If you go to Ningxia in the future, you must take me with you. It's just more than a hundred suspicious tombs. How can we find Ningxia is so big?"

Nie Pan wanted to tell Zhuo Qinglin that he had a suspicious picture left by his father, but finally he resisted, "Just ask slowly. The emperor lives up to his heart, and he should always find it..."

Nie Pan and Zhuo Qinglin talked about the doubts about the case from 7:00 p.m. to 8:30 p.m. in the corridor. They stopped communicating until they felt that their bodies were a little cold. However, they felt more and more that there was a mystery behind the case. Nie's father was by no means as simple as a curse.

Nie Pan swore secretly in his heart: Dad, you must bless me in the spirit of heaven. The unfilial son Nie Pan will find out the truth of your death at all costs...

At this moment, the door of Nie Pan's house was pulled open, and the pale face of the little dragon girl came out of the room, and she shouted feebly, "Honey, I'm so hungry..."

Nie Pan hurriedly left Zhuo Qinglin and ran into the room. He suddenly hugged the weak little dragon girl and looked at her pale face, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Nie Pan was very distressed. Tears swirled in his eyes and comforted softly, "Longer, it's really hard for you... Whether you can save A Fei... My generation of Nie Pan I will be grateful to you..."

The little dragon girl's pale face like a piece of paper raised the corners of her mouth slightly to Nie Pan, representing her smile, "Don't worry... Since Long'er has promised you, she will definitely be able to save your friend. He is fine now, but he has sealed his veins with internal force before, and he needs to do it until this time tomorrow afternoon. Wake up, I feel tired all over now. At this time, I actually want to drink the porridge you cooked most. Can you make it for Longer?

Nie Pan nodded happily. He was not only happy to save A Fei, but also sad for the tired little dragon girl. He kept nodding and said, "Of course, even if I make porridge for you all my life, I am willing..."

Nie Pan helped the little dragon girl sit on the sofa. At this time, Meng Juexiao had woken up. Hearing that the little dragon girl wanted to eat porridge and was going to go to the kitchen to make it, she was stopped by Nie Pan and said, "No one has to do it. I want to make it for Long'er in person..."

Zhuo Qinglin entered the room and exchanged a few words with the little dragon girl, and then praised her magic of saving people. The little dragon girl sat on the sofa with a slight smile on her face and did not answer anything.

Originally, the character of the little dragon girl in her previous life would not easily smile. In addition to her cold personality, it may also be because she has little contact with people. After staying in this world for a period of time, the little dragon girl found that smiling with people can make each other happy. Her cold face is really bad for people, so she has the idea of making a change. Although her smile is only such a shallow touch at this moment, she is already changing silently...

Nie Pan and Zhuo Qinglin went into the bedroom and looked at Xiao Fei. They saw that Xiao Fei was still unconscious, but his face was ruddy, his breathing was normal, and his heartbeat was no different from that of a normal person. Nie Pan was relieved and was even more grateful to the little dragon girl. Zhuo Qinglin kept shouting, "It's amazing!"

At this moment, the hearts of several people who had been hanging over finally fell to the ground. Only then did they feel hungry. Nie Pan went into the kitchen to make porridge for the little dragon girl in person. Zhuo Qinglin volunteered to prepare dinner. Of course, Meng Juexiao would not be an annoying white dian and follow Zhuo Qinglin.

Nie Pan boiled a bowl of porridge, added rock sugar and other seasonings in it, left Zhuo and Meng to prepare dinner in the room, and came to the living room with porridge.

Looking at the little dragon girl leaning weakly on the sofa, looking sick, Nie Pan personally took the porridge to the little dragon girl's lips and said, "Longer, can I feed you porridge..."

The little dragon girl thought about it and nodded and agreed. She gently opened her red lips and let Nie Pan feed her porridge spoon by spoon. After the hot porridge entered her abdomen, she felt a little strength and smiled at Nie Pan and said, "Honey, do you think I'm so beautiful?"

Nie Pan nodded happily: "It's better than an angel!"

"I feel so comfortable now, because I can finally do something for you, otherwise I will only feel indebted to you..." The little dragon girl tasted the porridge.

"Longer, in fact, you don't have to do anything for me. Everything I do for you is willing. I never want to do anything to help me with you..." Nie Pan gently fed the little dragon girl porridge.

At this time, Meng Juexiao just went into the restaurant with the food and looked at Nie Pan and the little dragon girl sitting on the sofa and flirting with each other. His heart was sad. Didn't what Nie Pan just say to him? Finally, he suppressed the bitterness and called the two of them: "Cousin, Sister Long... Dinner is ready. Let's have dinner together."

Zhuo Qinglin's craftsmanship is indeed not great. With the help of Meng Juexiao, she made eight dishes in half an hour, and four people gathered around the table and ate with relish.

While eating, Zhuo Qinglin said, "Xiao Fei is really lucky. Several people who were stabbed by him with knives are not dead. Otherwise, if he doesn't die, this killing will also pay for his life, and he was saved by Miss Long when the ghost gate was closed... Hey, by the way, what's your name? Sister, do you always feel that it's really awkward to call you like this?

Asked by Zhuo Qinglin, the little dragon girl didn't know how to answer. She turned her head and looked at Nie Pan, waiting to be relieved.

Nie Pan was also caught off guard. Meng Juexiao never asked the name of the little dragon girl before, and Nie Pan did not consider the name of the little dragon girl. For a moment, he remembered that Master Jin Yong once mentioned a knight named Yellow-shirted woman in "The Dragon Slayer", implying that this person was a descendant of the little dragon girl and Yang Guo. He was anxious. He replied bluntly, "Ha ha... Her name is Long Xiaoshan!"

"Oh, hehe, good name!"

Zhuo Qinglin promised to pick up the rice quickly. In fact, she didn't believe in what Nie Pan said about her inner qigong. The reason why she asked the name of the little dragon girl was to check her information in the bureau tomorrow.

After dinner, Zhuo Qinglin answered a phone call from the leaders of the bureau, saying that the case had caused a certain sensation in society. The bureau was going to hold a press conference tomorrow to answer the questions of various reporters, and asked Zhuo Qinglin to lead Nie Pan to attend. Zhuo Qinglin promised to tell Nie Pan about this matter. Nie Pan readily agreed.

"Okay, it's getting late. I'll go home first. Your car will be delivered to you in a few days. I'll drive the police car and leave this sports car at your house. You can drive it first. I'll take a leave at home for a few days tomorrow. Let's go to work when you're in shape. When I have time, I'll take you to visit those two methods. The medical expert will go."

Shit, that Porsche Cayenne, which is worth millions, is left here for me to drive for a while?

Nie Pan felt a little dizzy when he thought about it. For a moment, he didn't know whether to refuse or agree. He could only get up and stand up to send Zhuo Qinglin out. Zhuo Qinglin handed over the Porsche's car keys to Nie Pan. After going downstairs, she got into the white Santana 2000 police car and started the car to drive out of the community.