Chapter 26

Praised by a little woman, Chaoyang is uncomfortable. He looks at Feng Che and waits for his analysis.

Feng Che was silent for a long time. He raised his head, but he was staring at Xiang Ye. "If you are these girls who are about to get married, what will you need to go to the inn for?"

Xiang Xiang thought about it later, "let's not talk about the reason. In terms of the close distance that the murderer can assassinate a girl, it must be intimate distance. People who are similar to this distance always have special identities, such as husband and wife... Or lover."

From the perspective of modern psychology, interpersonal communication can be divided into four kinds of distance, and this kind of pricking killing distance is within 0.45 meters, which is clearly intimate distance.

Xiang Wan's words fall down, clearly see feng Che Mou Guang micro move, obviously, he already thought of what.

"It seems that the clue should be found from the dead girl today."

He nodded to the evening to show his approval.

Chaoyang on one side didn't quite understand, but now he was watching Wang Ye and Xiang ye go out in the evening, and he quickly packed up his things to keep up.

Outside, it's getting dark.

A gust of cold wind came and shrank in the evening. It was cold during the day. Now it's dark, and it's even colder without the sun.

Back in the carriage, Fengche has been sitting in the position where he came, but he is old God, and he doesn't have any cold posture. Pitifully, Xiangtan is paralyzed now.

Squint to see one side before she abandoned his cape, want to take over to put on, but not directly, in her dry stare heart incomparable struggle, Feng Che's voice light floated over, "if you feel cold, put on."

In front of his eyes was his slender white finger. He clasped the white Cape and turned his mouth towards the evening. He was no longer charming. He took the Cape and wrapped himself up. His cape was very warm and he didn't know what kind of cloth he was using. There was a faint clear breath on it.

After wrapping for a long time, his hands and feet regained consciousness. Looking at his indifferent posture in the evening, he suddenly wanted to tease him. "Prince Feng, you said that just now my hands were touching the corpse, dissecting the corpse and pulling out the needle. Although I washed my hands, they didn't taste all. Are you not afraid that I've soiled your clothes?"

Feng Che light a smile, "that gives you is."

As soon as he drew from the corner of his mouth in the evening, he felt that he was really insulting himself.

The carriage moved slowly, and it was already dark outside. When she glanced at the man who was still like a mountain, she felt that he was really boring. If it wasn't so cold, she would like to go out and ride a horse.

"Well, where do I sleep at night?" If someone died in the inn where she lived, she must have been sealed up by now. Xiangtan's idea is very simple. Since she was hired to do autopsy, she had to be wrapped up!

Feng Che opens Mou son to see to her, "where do you want to sleep?"

"Hey, hey, it doesn't matter, as long as the lord controls it!"

Feng Che slowly laughed, "can't afford to live in an inn?"

"The inn costs money!" The answer is natural.

Feng Che takes back the vision, light way, "wait a moment, let Chaoyang send you to Yamen."

Xiangwan is satisfied. Since she lives in yamen, she doesn't have to spend money on food, clothing, housing and transportation. It's just what she wants!

Seeing that Feng Che closed her eyes again, Xiang Xiang felt a little tired at this moment. She leaned on the carriage and wrapped her cloak tightly. Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep.