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203. Chapter 203 I have to ask Mo Xiaoran about this

Finally, he bit the bullet and asked.

But Lin Ran twitched the corner of his mouth again because of the words of the prefect Wang.

The corners of her lips raised, and she glanced lightly at Mo Xiaoran.

"Only Mo Xiaoran knows this question."

After saying this, Mo Xiaoran was angry and funny again. She ignored the astonished look in Wang Zhifu's eyes, casually threw the knife in her hand to the ground, picked up her feet, and walked out of the morgue.

The movements are cool and neat!

"This...this..."

At this time, the prefect Wang looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.

Of course he didn't know that the young man standing in front of him was Mo Xiaoran.

Lin Ran's last words made it clear that he was not telling him the real reason.

"Mr.....Mr., this..."

He looked at Mo Xiaoran hesitantly, looking a little embarrassed.

But Mo Xiaoran glanced at him lightly and said in a deep voice:

"I'll only tell you one thing, that is, Mo Xiaoran has nothing to do with this matter. For other matters, you should check it yourself."

After saying that, his expression slightly calmed down.

Then, without waiting for the prefect Wang to speak, he turned around and left.

In the morgue, the prefect Wang frowned somewhat sullenly.

In my heart, I was a little dissatisfied with the two people who just said that they wanted to help him investigate the case, and then left inexplicably.

However, he still felt a little frightened when he thought about the sign that the young man showed in front of him.

Fortunately, I didn't offend him when I spoke at the beginning, otherwise.











He patted his chest with some fear, then glanced at the sinister morgue, shook his body, and left quickly.

After coming out of the yamen, the yamen entrance was still crowded with people seeking justice.

They didn't know what Lin and Ran did.

It seemed that they came out not long after they went in with the prefect.

There was no explanation, and the magistrate was groveling to them. Compared to them, he was not a big shot in the court.

They speculated like this.

After Lin Ran walked out of the yamen, he kept dragging his chin and thinking about something.


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