Li Qian told Yang Haoran that she would be responsible for Wang Xiaoya's case to the end and would never let any murderer go.
Yang Haoran had no doubts about Li Qian's promise.
Although the two have not been together for a long time, it can be seen that Li Qian's acting style will never bend the law for personal gain.
Xingzhu came to Yang Haoran's side a little embarrassed.
"Master Yang, according to rumors, there are thirteen ways to use the Ecstasy Acupuncture. I feel ashamed that I know only one of them. Master Yang, if you have time, can you help me solve my doubts?"
Seeing Xingzhu's eager face, and seeing that Xingzhu had just helped him, Yang Haoran readily agreed.
Xingzhu actually jumped up like a child, pulled Yang Haoran into his car, and left the forensic department.
Watching the two people go away, the forensic doctor responsible for the autopsy thumped his chest.
"It's all my fault that I was blind and missed the master. This will be an irreparable regret in my life!"
However, Li Qian was wondering about Yang Haoran's identity. He was definitely not an ordinary person who could make Xingzhu willing to accept the disciple ceremony.
However, this thought was fleeting. As the captain on duty, Li Qian was more importantly responsible for handling Wang Xiaoya's case, which could be regarded as an explanation to Yang Haoran.
But now that there is a clear autopsy report, Sun Qize and others had previously committed an act of escaping without 300 taels of silver. This case is actually very clear.
Yang Haoran was dragged to his residence by Xingzhu. The excited Xingzhu asked a bunch of questions, and Yang Haoran suddenly had a dark look on his face.
However, thinking of Xingzhu's previous performance, Yang Haoran could only patiently explain it to Xingzhu one by one.
Strictly speaking, what Yang Haoran is proficient in should be regarded as Taoist medicine, which is a higher level than the traditional Chinese medicine in Xingzhu. Ninth Novel Network
Because many secret prescriptions in the past were passed down from generation to generation among Taoist sects, the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine was not comprehensive.
Unknowingly, the two of them had been discussing it all night, and Xingzhu, who finally noticed it, looked horrified.
At Yang Haoran's strong request, the driver Xiao Wang was asked to take Yang Haoran back to the rental house.
Yang Haoran slept until the afternoon and was woken up by Ge Ling's phone call.
"Yang Haoran, thank you. My family's problem has been solved, thanks to President Xing's help. Not only did he help us recover the payment, but he also brought the liar to justice!"
Yang Haoran yawned and said with sleepy eyes: "That's good. If nothing happens, I'll hang up first. Don't forget the agreement I made with you. I'll find you later."
"Hey, wait a minute, my dad said that in order to thank you for your help, he wants to treat you to a meal."
Yang Haoran suddenly woke up, bared his teeth and said: "Forget it, your food is not delicious."
Ge Ling said softly and slightly apologetically: "What happened last time was all my fault, but it won't happen this time. It's just the two of us. What do you think of tonight?"
"Okay, tell me a place and I will come find you then."
In the evening, Yang Haoran left the rental house in high spirits, took a taxi and went to the cafe he had agreed with Ge Ling.
Along the way, Yang Haoran had a solemn look on his face. It seemed like he helped Ge Ling by chance, but everything was actually planned by his master, Taoist Wukong.
Ge Ling's destiny is different from that of ordinary people. It is the destiny of a goddess.
To fulfill his master's last wish, Yang Haoran must get Ge Ling's help.
When Yang Haoran arrived at the cafe, he saw Ge Ling wearing a long skirt standing at the door of the cafe from a distance.
