"The portraits of criminal investigators are not copies or imitations, but reasonable analysis and reasoning."
After Ming Jing died in the line of duty, he traveled to ancient times and became a non-staff writer. His biggest dream every day was to make money and join the staff.
It's just that in ancient times, you couldn't lie down casually. Friends who had helped you were imprisoned. Without money, there was no way to take the exam. The new boss and the new officer were appointed and forced her to work overtime every day... The corner of Ming Jing's mouth twitched. She shouldn't have been obsessed with it at that time. What kind of exam was she taking? She could survive by drawing portraits of others...
Sigh, sigh, money still has to be earned.
Finally, one snowy night, someone came to the door with three times the commission and a case——
The second young lady of the General's family drowned in her own lake in a strange way. After her death, her body showed a ghostly appearance. Everyone at the banquet shouted that it was a ghost. Ming Jing was ordered to face the danger. If he could not find out the truth, he would die.
SPIEGEL: Wait... Is this the attitude of asking for help?
In order to earn three times the salary (crossed out) to find out the truth, Ming Jing calmly performed autopsies, bravely braved the sea of fire, personally tested drugs, solved unsolved cases, and influenced the gloomy royal family.
But she didn't expect that this case was just the beginning of interlocking mysteries in the capital. Although she just wanted to make money and live a good life with her friends, the people in power did not give her such a chance. With every breath, she was completely involved in the whirlpool.
But fortunately, the inspired people were already waiting for her arrival in the whirlpool.
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Wen Huan, the Marquis of Jiu'an, held great power and respected status, but was plagued by many illnesses and had an aloof nature.
Paying three times the remuneration to hire Ming Jing is just to find a helper for his future power grabs.
However, although this person did become a helper, he helped a little too much.
She rescued Wen Huan when he was being hunted, she comforted him when he was poisoned, she came out when Wen Huan was in danger, Wen Huan... His dark pool-like eyes moved slightly, and he finally couldn't hold back and asked her why she was so protective of him.
When Ming Jing heard this, he bent his eyes and smiled: Because you are my good comrade!
Although Wen Huan didn't understand what it means to be gay, he wanted to see her smiling face all the time, and for this he would devote everything he had to her.
Since then, the wind and snow have melted.
-The heroine travels through time, unit suspense, growth and redemption HE
Mission: Justice and truth are never late
