Chapter 437

Will he be taken off as a civilian and sent back to his hometown because he has been bribed to cover up suspects? Sun Qi was really flustered. He was sweating all over his body, even his eyes were covered with blood. He tried to wipe his sweat, but he didn't dare to say a word, but he was afraid to say another word, and Rong Duwei would question him. In the hall, there was a delicate silence. After a long time, Liu Wei's light and cool voice sounded softly: "it seems that a simple way can't be done, so it's more troublesome. If this man is a murderer, he can't run away." Liu Wei said meaningfully, lifting her eyes and calling out to the door, "Xiao Li." Sitting in the yard outside the Yamen inner hall, Liu Xiaoli, who is digging mud with her two little sisters, gets up straight and jumps to the hall. Big girl and little girl hurried to keep up with little brother and reminded: "little childe, young childe Liu said, let's not go in and say that they have adult business to talk about." Liu Xiaoli said, "I know, but my father called me." Big girl and little girl look at each other and shake their heads together: "Mr. Liu, I didn't call you." "Yes." Liu Xiaoli didn't explain. Like a small shell, he rushed into the inner hall. The two little girls had to run after each other with their skirts. As soon as Xiao Li came in, Liu Wei saw his son's hands dirty. He couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows and ask, "what have you done?" Liu Xiaoli chuckled. I'm afraid that young childe will be scolded by young childe Liu for his naughtiness in digging mud. Young girl said: "it's none of Childe's business. Elder sister said that he should pinch clay figurines. Don't blame young childe..." Big girl was moved out innocently as a shield, quietly glanced at her sister, and finally she bit her teeth, nodded obediently and admitted her mistake. Liu Wei looked at the two silly girls, and then looked at Xiao Li, who also had a snickering face, and asked in a low voice, "what have you done?" Xiaoli also whispered, "Dad, this yard is made of Huaishan mud." Liu Wei was stunned and then looked at his son. "So?" "The earthworms here are fatter and longer than the earthworms in other mud. If they live in this mud for a long time, they will contain more nutrients and have higher medicinal value." Knowing that his mother is testing himself, Xiaoli replied casually, then smiled proudly. If he had a little tail behind him, he would have shaken it off. Liu Wei chuckled, not speaking on the face, but also looking at the yard. Well, Huaishan mud, Gu Yong mansion is really blessed by nature. Not only the scenery is natural, but the water is beautiful. In other places, even the Huaishan mud that needs to be cultivated artificially is everywhere in the yard. It seems that I can really consider buying a house here and come here for several months every year. But this is not the time to say that. Liu Wei instructs Xiaoli to wash his hands. When his son comes back clean, he directly loses a piece of white paper to his son and says, "Ye Yuanliang's autopsy report, do it." Xiaoli holds a stack of white paper and looks at her mother foolishly. Liu Wei looked up and said to sun Qi, "please take this child to the morgue." "Take him, take him?" Sun Qileng repeats a sentence, then turns his head, looks at Liu Xiaoli with a childlike face mechanically, and then looks at Liu Wei with a normal face. Suddenly, he doesn't know what to say. At the end of the day, he has to look to Rong Duwei, who he most adores. Rong Ling put down the teacup in his hand. He didn't look at Sun Qi, but said to Xiao Li, "no typos are allowed in the autopsy report." It's nothing to do with the autopsy report. Xiaoli can do it. In Qujiang mansion, sometimes there are some small cases, or there are too many things, and his mother doesn't have enough time, so he will help with the report. Of course, Xiao Li knows too few words and makes rough ones. Most of the time, it's just a draft, which needs to be put into the file, supplemented by his mother or polished by Uncle Fu. But do autopsy report even if, why allow uncle to forbid him to have wrong type? God knows how hard it is. It's more difficult than picking bones, scraping meat and breaking down organs of ten corpses! Xiaoli's mouth tooted on the spot, and the donkey could be tied on it. Rong Leng is not used to his son. He said coldly, "at this age, it's time for you to go to school." I didn't go to school, but I couldn't leave my homework behind. Kaimeng, the son of the royal family, should be able to recite thousands of words at the latest at the age of five, and even copy carefully, with meaningful and beautiful fonts. Xiao Li is four and a half years old, but even the first 100 words in a thousand words are crooked, let alone recited completely. Even if Rong Leng loves his children again, he knows when to be spoiled and when to be strict. He will not be careless about his studies. Xiao Li is extremely aggrieved. He looks at his mother and uncle Rong. Finally, he pouts out angrily and says, "you bully people." Rong Leng's face is cold. Liu Wei is also a "non-negotiable" expression. At the end of the day, Xiao Li also had to hold a stack of white paper, hold the pen, ink and inkstone, and walk quietly to the door.Half way away, Xiao Li looked around and looked back at the official Fu Yin. He said politely, "excuse me, where is the morgue?"

He's really going to the morgue!

Sun Qi's eyes were almost staring out. He looked worried. He looked at this and that again. He saw no one saying a word. Obviously, he really wanted a child to look at the body.

Sun Qi immediately filled with indignation: "this You can't go to the morgue. "

He told Xiao Li.

Xiaoli asked honestly, "why?"

"Because there are dead people there!"

Xiao Li nodded in a soft voice: "I know, I'm going to check the dead."

"That's the body!" Sun Qi felt that he was about to vomit blood in his childish and simple eyes.

Xiao Li didn't quite understand what he meant. Of course, the morgue would put corpses. He went to write an autopsy report, and of course, to examine corpses. So, what's the problem?

Why does this uncle's words seem contradictory?

Xiao Li thought this might be the so-called generation gap. He simply didn't tell this uncle. He turned his head and looked directly at brother Hu, who had the same shock and ugly face.

Hesitated for a moment, he looked at brother Hu's normal face, slightly bowed his head, and was hiding Ji Feng's expression.

The little guy opened his mouth and said: "Grandpa, can you take me to the morgue? I don't know the way? "

Although the grandfather has no white hair or long beard, Xiao Li thinks that he looks like a grandfather, so he is called Grandpa.

Ji Feng picked up his eyebrows a little, with sharp eyes, and converged in time. When he raised his eyes, there was a kind light in his eyes. He looked at Liu Xiaoli and smiled at Xiao Li's innocent eyes for a while. "OK, Grandpa will take you there."

Ji Feng said, and took the initiative to take over a pile of things in the hands of the child.

Looking at one big one small two figure to leave, sun Qi stands in place, the blood in the throat, half up not down, want to vomit, all vomit not to come out!