第一百九十二章:被设计了
那崔鸣宇高高大大的，目光冷峻，配合着那张四四方方的扑克脸，倒也是符合冷血仲查官（查案件的官员）的形象。
只是在如此时机出现，辞镜不得不考虑是不是有人故意设计她。
“您是七王妃吗？”
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崔鸣宇率先开口，如鹰隼一般锐利的目光却是从头到尾没有离开过辞镜手上那一根银针，好像要把它看出朵花来一样。
“是。”
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