"Ah?" Jin Suiyuan was shocked.

"Stop talking, hurry up and do as you do." In order to solve the case, Lin Qing'er died of many brain cells. Seeing that he was slowing down, she grabbed his fingers in anger and then pressed them against her clavicle.

Jin Suiyuan was an honest monk. As soon as his hand touched Lin Qing'er's warm and jade-like skin, he seemed to be fixed on the ground and could not speak for a long time.

Lin Qing'er is not much better. As a heroic girl, she does not have much recognition of the opposite sex. In the police station, which male team member doesn't want to pursue her? But none of them looks down on her, because in her opinion, only men who are better than her are qualified to face her.

But now she held Jin Suiyuan's hand and placed it on her...

This move is so bold that it is endless!

Women who drink alcohol are often the most brainless animals. Lin Qing'er, who has always been calm, actually felt a little stimulation. She held Jin Suiyuan's hand, as if she was holding some rare treasure.

"Hurry up." Her face gradually turned red, and the stimulation in Lin Qing'er's heart gradually turned into shyness. She buried her head and made a small sound like a mosquito.

From top to bottom, Jin Suiyuan could see almost everything that any man wanted to see, long hair, white neck, red ears, Gao Feng, every part of her body was just right, and the flashing person couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Gudong."

His throat rolled unscrupulously, and Jin Suiyuan condensed his strength on his fingers and said seriously: "It's beginning."

"kindness."

Lin Qing'er bit her lip and took a deep breath. The next moment, she felt an inexplicable pressure from her fingertips rushing into her collarbone. This force seemed to be out of control, like a bullet that had emerged from the gun chamber, and it would not fall until it was exhausted.

"Cough cough." The force pushed her half a meter away before stopping. Lin Qing'er coughed violently. At that moment, she couldn't even breathe. This force completely isolated the air from the trachea, leaving people in a drowning dilemma.

Is this the feeling of death?

Lin Qing'er covered her throat and gasped for a long time. After a while, the breath came back. She touched her collarbone and immediately felt a burning pain.

"Are you okay?"

Seeing that she was so painful that she burst into tears, Jin Suiyuan couldn't help but blame herself. Just now, his heart was confused and his internal strength was diverted, and his strength became stronger. If the internal energy damaged the meridians, he would really become a sinner.

"It's okay." Lin Qing'er squeezed a smile out of the corner of her mouth, took a few more breaths, and her face improved after a while: "But if you have to use a little harder, my collarbone will be constantly going on, and my throat will be in trouble."

"The Great Vajra Finger is one of the three major fingering techniques of Shaolin. It is extremely strong and powerful, and can break the gold and crack stones. If you dare to try the method with your body, the little monk really doesn't know whether he should admire you or say you are stupid." Jin Suiyuan said with a wry smile.

"Sometimes people are too smart is not a good thing." Lin Qing'er smiled.

This smile made Jin Suiyuan feel respectful, which was very similar to the Buddha's seat, and the Venerable Kashyapa smiled with a flower.

In order to obtain the true scriptures, Tang Sanzang went west to India, Jianzhen to spread Buddhism and traveled to Fusang. Since ancient times, Buddhism has had a kind of persistence, which is to ignore everything for faith and morality, and to put life aside.

Although Lin Qing'er cannot be compared with the saint, she will be reluctant to take her own fingers in order to solve the case. This courage and courage alone is enough to make Jin Suiyuan look at her with admiration.

"There are no less than ten kinds of fingering martial arts in the world, including Wudang's Breaking Finger, Kunlun's Fantasy Flower Finger, Huashan's Guiyun Finger... Each fingering method can kill people in a flash when practicing the big cd, but the martial arts of each sect are slightly different. Just look at the fingerprints, you can tell which skill is." Jin Suiyuan explained.

"For example, Shaolin Viagra Vajra Finger emphasizes the word "power" to hurt people with force and destroy people's muscles and bones, which is what ordinary people call external trauma."

He said, pressing his finger at the table, and a wooden table instantly added a half-inch-deep fingerprint.

"What a domineering skill!" Lin Qing'er shook her head in horror. If this fell on her, she would have poked a hole. Thinking of her impulse just now, she was sweating coldly.

"But last time I was at the police station, I saw all the photos of the deceased, and my fingerprints were not obvious."

"Can't the fingerprints fade after a person dies?" Lin Qing'er said.

"No, after a person dies, the qi and blood are condensed. If he is injured by the fierce finger force, the fingerprints will not only not fade, but will instead become deeper and purple, and appear blood stasis." Jin Suiyuan shook his head and said.

"Who is that murderer?" Lin Qing'er grabbed his hand, her eyes full of urgency.

"I only know that the murderer's fingering is a feminine lineage. This kind of kung fu is extremely rare in the world. In addition, the murderer seems to be a small grasper and a gangster. He must be a foreign kung fu." Jin Suiyuan frowned and said, "Maybe this person rarely walks around the world, and I can't figure out his identity."

"You can't even guess?" Lin Qing'er was disappointed.

"Don't be anxious. If you can't guess it, it doesn't mean there is no clue. This person is not weak in kung fu. According to the spirit of a warrior, he will not kill ordinary people casually. So there must be some deep reason to let him do this. You can check the wealth and background of these four people. If I guess correctly, these four people are probably also martial arts practitioners." Jin Suiyuan said.

"The grudges in the world?" Lin Qing'er was shocked again.

"Maybe it!" Jin Suiyuan smiled bitterly, but she had a bad premonition in her heart.

He didn't know whether there were grudges in the world, but from ancient times to the present, there has been a common problem for those who practice martial arts, which is that they are competitive and like to fight ruthlessly. He once heard from his master that twenty years ago someone used a sword master to challenge Wudang's swordsmanship.

Wudang is a master of the martial arts world, and Wudang swordsmanship was even elected as the number one sword of the "Southern Sect". His reputation is never under Shaolin's dragon-capturing hands. The leader of Wudang Taoist Qingsong has always been as famous as Shaolin abbot. Some people challenge him, which is equivalent to challenging the entire Wudang.

Taoist Master Qingsong had long regarded the world as nothing and refused the swordsman. The swordsman thought he was underestimating his strength, so he went down the mountain to challenge the masters of various families, killing the elder Yunlan of the Qingcheng Sect and the Xuexin Hero of the Emei Sect, and seriously injured Li Rufeng, a crazy sword walking in western Sichuan.

Half a year later, the swordsman carried Yun Lan and the heroine of Xuexin to Wudang again. When Taoist Qingsong saw the two of them die tragically, he drew his sword and fought with the swordsman. It is said that the swordsman had excellent sword skills and had a stalemate with Taoist Qingsong for 40 rounds without a chance of winning or losing. Unfortunately, he was defeated by a move "Qingfeng Slows" and never appeared in the world again.

If this murderer is the same as the swordsman back then, he is trying to challenge the masters of various families...

"Jin Suiyuan, after drinking my wine and eating my food, is it considered as owing me a favor?" Lin Qing'er's eyes suddenly became cunning, like a fox who only sets up a trap for people.

"Human favor? You want to invite it yourself!" Jin Suiyuan shouted wronged.

"No matter what, anyway, the food is put on your stomach and the wine enters your mouth. If I go to Shaolin and tell you about your breaking the alcohol quit, you will not be able to be like a monk." Lin Qing'er smiled.

"That's all you forced me to drink." Jin Suiyuan immediately became anxious when she heard this.

"Is that right?" Lin Qing'er raised her eyebrows and pretended to turn around and leave. Jin Suiyuan was honest. She thought that Lin Qing'er was really going to go to Shaolin to complain, and that she would spread his drinking. Where did he put his face, so she hurriedly called her and said helplessly: "I owe you a favor!"

"Speak up by good sister." Lin Qing'er was arrogant.

"This..." Jin Suiyuan looked embarrassed. It was already cowardly enough to call Liu Wenshu last time, but now she wants to call him again. Isn't this torture herself?

"Not calling me, right?" Lin Qing'er turned around...

"Okay...good sister." Jin Suiyuan was under the roof and had to bow her head. She had to hold her hands in her hands, so she had to scream in a grievance.

"So good. Since you've called, you don't have to pay for this meal." Lin Qing'er smiled and became serious again: "I want to ask you to help me solve the case!"

"What? Do you want me to be a policeman?" Jin Suiyuan couldn't laugh or cry. Is it really that difficult to be an handsome little monk in An An An Jingjing?

"What do you think? You think the police are what you want. I just let you be my informant and assist in handling the case." Lin Qing'er said angrily.

"It's okay, okay." Jin Suiyuan touched her chest and asked again: "I'll ask more, is it rich to be an informant? Is it a long way to go?"

"You have a promising future and a richer future. Are you satisfied?" Lin Qing'er bit her back teeth, her mouth was almost bleeding. It was a very honorable thing for her to be a policeman. The little monk actually raised money with her.

This cannot be blamed for Jin Suiyuan for being a little bit in the market. In the suite these days, Liu Wenshu, who has relied on eating, drinking, defecating, and sleeping. If he is a tiny man, he will hug his thighs. But he is not. As an ideal and ambition-oriented "Buddhist disciple", how can he lie in a woman's arms and live in his old fortune?

This is unscientific!

Even more unrealistic!

As a man, Jin Suiyuan has to straighten her waist and straighten her head, and never surrender to the comfortable life of her clothes and food. He wants to use his own hands to make money, and being an informant is just an opportunity.

When he heard Officer Lin say that the informant has a future, Jin Suiyuan's eyes lit up: "Officer Lin, if I accidentally help you solve the case, this money..."

"If you really have the ability to solve the case, I will report to your superiors and grant you 100,000 yuan in cash. I will personally supplement you 50,000 yuan, a total of 150,000 yuan. This amount is enough for an average company manager's income of half a year!" Lin Qing'er said very readily.

The case is of great importance and all parties are concerned. The police station has already spoken. Who can solve the case, directly rewarding 100,000 yuan, plus promotion. Although Jin Suiyuan is not a policeman, according to Lin Qing'er's identity, she can arrange an undercover or informant role. Even if the person is suspicious, at worst she will say that the undercover is her secret pawn.

She doesn't care about anything now, she just cares about when she can arrest the damn murderer. For this reason, let alone 150,000, even 250,000 or 300,000, she has no money to pay it out...

"Officer Lin, you are really the one I have seen since I went down the mountain... the most beautiful woman." Jin Suiyuan wanted to say a few good words to highlight the gratitude in her heart, but she didn't have any books in her belly and racked her brains, and only the word "the ultimate beauty" popped up.

It’s really embarrassing to those who speak, and it’s embarrassing to those who hear it!

However, there is a saying that goes, "Elegance is called vulgarity, and vulgarity is called elegance."

This flattery must not only be slapped loudly, but also be right and accurate.

Lin Qing'er was surrounded by the drooling suitors all day long, and she was used to sweet words. When she occasionally heard these compliments that were so rusty that they were not even considered a scum, she felt a sense of novelty and felt that they were different from the previous flattery, as for the slightest innocence and honesty.

"In the future, I praise people for reading more books."

"Reading a book?" Jin Suiyuan thought to herself that she had only read the "Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra", "Great Compassion Mantra" and "Diamond Sutra". Could it be that Officer Lin was also interested in Buddhist scriptures? After thinking, he suddenly realized and shouted to Lin Qing'er who had already walked out of the food stall: "Would you call me Sister Guanyin?"

"Sister Guanyin..." Lin Qing'er staggered and almost fell to the ground. After a while, she came to her senses in a daze and smiled with a honey: "It's more beautiful than the beauty!"

"Beauty, wait for me."

Jin Suiyuan waved his hand and hurried to the seawall.
Chapter completed!