Chapter 882

As Lao AI was about to retreat, Kangxi cried, "Lao AI, put on Dahongpao, super Dahongpao!"

Old AI's mouth smoked to smoke, have never seen so dead shameless guest, he looks at Du Yijian.

Du Yijian nodded, and Lao AI retired respectfully.

The stiff atmosphere was slightly resolved by Kangxi. Du Yijian went down the stairs and pointed to the sofa in the living room with his crutch, "go, talk there."

A group of people have already got numb on their legs. It's good to have a seat.

Cao Zhen and Jing SA are not polite either. They walk straight over, but in order to avoid Du Yijian saying things politely to the Public Security Bureau, they wait for him to sit down and choose a seat facing him.

"Old Du, or that sentence, excuse me..." this time, he added a word of "please" intentionally, and his words were very heavy. "Do you know about Du Yichen's private human experiment?"

You also accentuated the tone.

"Human experiments... What human experiments?"

Jing SA couldn't hold back, gritted his teeth and said, "the operation experiment of transplanting all organs."

Du Yijian was in an incomprehensible state of surprise. "Little girl, you are a policeman. You may not know that except for heart and lung transplantation, all organ transplants can be done together in organ transplantation operation..." he shook his head and said with a smile, "that's just a fantasy."

The implication is that this kind of transplantation is completely impossible, and even experiments are not needed. It's hearsay that there will be such experiments, so that Jing SA doesn't know how to answer the phone.

old fox! An old fox with mature sperm.

Jing SA turns her head and looks at Hu, wondering why she is so quiet today.

If it were normal, she would have launched an attack.

Even she thinks Du Yijian is hard to do.

On the surface, he is quiet, but on the inside, he has been evaluating Du Yijian. She can see his every move.

He is self-conscious, superior, arrogant, overconfident, but not headstrong. Every step of his leadership temperament has been figured out. He has absolute desire for control and does not show his emotions. Even if he likes the same thing, he will not let people know. To be more precise, the more he likes the same thing, The more you drive such things away from yourself.

Because he can't have weakness!

This is her preliminary assessment.

This kind of person is not suitable for frontal attack. There are only a few pieces that will be counterattacked by him.

She looked at Kangxi with a smile in her heart.

She didn't know if she was really thirsty, but Kangxi's action just now resolved a crisis.

If he hadn't intervened, Cao Zhen and Jing SA would have been in Du Yijian's way.

She lowered her head and used to rub her thumb against her index finger.

A frontal attack will keep Du Yijian on guard, so what happens to a sudden attack?

"Here comes the tea, sir."

Old AI came in from the hall, followed by two middle-aged women, looking dressed as servants.

Tea, of course, is a good tea. When the lid is removed, the fragrance will come to the nose. The cup is a fine blue and white porcelain with high color.

I'm afraid this cup of tea is worth half a month's salary of a policeman.

"Drink it, don't mention it. You policemen work very hard. You come in the wind and go in the rain all day long..." he took a sip of tea, "although you do it in vain."

Poof!

After hearing this, Jing SA choked and coughed.

She frowned and patted her back.

This girl is useless at the critical moment.

Tea and sofa, but they didn't come to the tea party.

Cao Zhen thought about how to open his mouth again. Jing SA must have nothing to say, and his cough hasn't stopped.

"Mr. Du, just now I visited your house a little, and I found a rare thousand characters on the wall."

Jing SA coughs and looks at Hu, making his eyes bright.

She finally did it, but what's a thousand words?

Does this have anything to do with the case?

When she was puzzled, Du Yijian said, "the little girl has a good eye."

"It's a pity that it's a little far away, and I don't know what it says?"

"It's an ancient article. It's said to be the benevolence of doctors."

He was born in a medical family, and he is also a famous national. This painting and calligraphy is the most suitable one to hang in his family.

He stood up and went to the calligraphy and painting. "It's terrible. It's cursive. I only understood the first two sentences. It was given by a student on his 60th birthday. It's hanging all the time."

He said with a smile, "thank you for remembering so well."

"I always have a good memory. When I am a doctor, I will learn to be old when I live."

"That's right!" She laughed, "so I don't know if Mr. Du knows about Huang Jiatang?"

"Huangjiatang?" Du Yijian stroked his chin and thought seriously. He put the cup on the coffee table. "I haven't heard of it."

"How can you, with such a good memory, not remember? The only way to support the restoration of ancient tombs was the village of huangjiatang. Mr. Du could even remember a thousand words. How could he not remember three words of huangjiatang?"

The words fall, Du Yijian face skin son froze.

He was taken in.