They asked people to investigate but nothing was found. And Zhao Queya himself didn't know who the murderer was. He even asked him to draw a picture of the murderer. However, he found out that there was no such person at all.
Even so, it does not mean that County Magistrate Zhao will give up avenging his son. For more than a month, he has not given up secret investigation.
Originally, Magistrate Zhao was still worried about who the murderer was and how to find the murderer. Now, unexpectedly, Zhao Queya shouted out on his own.
County Magistrate Zhao looked at his son who was so frightened that he had seen a ghost. While he felt sorry for his son's suffering, he was also a little excited.
"Son, are you sure it's her?"
"I'm sure!" Zhao Queya's mood gradually calmed down, probably because he had his father and the Flame Sect members by his side. He was confident and stared at Yun Zhuiyue with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
County Magistrate Zhao also stared at Yun Zhuiyue, and suddenly became furious and pointed at her, "Bitch, tell me, are you the one who made my son sick?"
Yun Zhuiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were bright, shining with wisdom, and she grinned. She said with a puzzled look on her face, "I'm sorry, uncle, who is your son?"
"My son is..." Magistrate Zhao stopped talking and said angrily, "Bitch, did you tease my son Zhao Ya last time on Lin'an Street?"
Yun Zhuiyue still looked puzzled, "Oh, so Yue Ya is your son? But the question is, who is Zhao Ya? Do I know him? Also, when did I tease him? Oh
"I understand." She suddenly realized, "I did tease someone on Lin'an Street last time, but that person was not a human, it was clearly a dog!"
Magistrate Zhao did not expect that Yun Zhuiyue was so arrogant. Not only was he not afraid of him, but he even dared to call his son a dog in front of him.
Magistrate Zhao was aloof. When had he ever been treated like this? He couldn't help but tremble with anger, "You, you..."
Yun Zhuiyue lazily crossed her waist, "What am I, are you mute?"
Magistrate Zhao was furious, "Bitch, do you know who I am? How dare you speak to me like this."
Yun Zhuiyue rolled her eyes disdainfully, "How do I know who you are? Either a man or a woman, or maybe you belong to the third type, a shemale who is neither male nor female?"
"You!" Magistrate Zhao said angrily, "How bold!"
"Hey, let me tell you, sir, this little girl always speaks straight to the point and doesn't like to beat around the bush. This is just a joke, don't take it too seriously. It won't be good if you get so angry that you are so old.
Well, it would be a good thing if you are so angry that your blood vessels burst and you die. Anyway, death is like a light going out. Once you close your eyes, you don’t know anything. But what if you are not so angry that you just have a stroke or something?
Yes, you have to lie in bed all day long and be served by others. What's the difference between you and a waste? Don't say that you despise yourself. When the time comes, it will be troublesome if your three wives and four concubines despise you. Maybe give
How many cuckolds have you put on, you say, how frustrating it is, right? Therefore, this old man, please don’t be angry."
"You, you, you..." Magistrate Zhao was not angry at first, but when he explained Yun Zhuiyue's words, he was so angry that his fingers were trembling, his face was ashen, and he almost fainted without even rolling his eyes.
Yun Zhuiyue looked at Magistrate Zhao who was furious and thought of how he had suffered a lot when he was trapped in his tunnel.