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Miss Zuo Ying
Alternative : Zuǒ Yīng Xiǎo Jiě , Miss Nightingale
- Author(s) : An De (安德) , Zhuang Zhuang (壮壮)
- Status : Ongoing
- Last updated : Jul-08-2026 04:57:28 PM
- Genres : Crime , Drama , Girls' Love , Psychological , Romance , Gore , Long Strip , Official Colored , Sexual Violence
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- Chapter 28.1 2 07-08 16:57
- Chapter 28 22 07-08 16:56
- Chapter 27 21 07-08 16:54
- Chapter 26 23 07-08 16:52
- Chapter 25 28 07-08 16:49
- Chapter 24 38 07-08 16:45
- Chapter 23 30 07-08 16:42
- Chapter 22 9 07-08 16:40
- Chapter 21 55 07-08 16:37
- Chapter 20 53 07-08 16:32
- Chapter 19 59 07-08 16:30
- Chapter 18 42 07-08 16:21
- Chapter 17 47 08-21 00:21
- Chapter 16 53 08-21 00:19
- Chapter 15 11 08-21 00:17
- Chapter 14 11 08-21 00:14
- Chapter 13 17 08-21 00:11
- Chapter 12 42 08-21 00:07
- Chapter 11 44 08-21 00:05
- Chapter 10 50 08-21 00:02
- Chapter 9 48 08-21 00:00
- Chapter 8 44 08-20 23:57
- Chapter 7 41 08-20 23:55
- Chapter 6 36 08-20 23:51
- Chapter 5 39 08-20 23:41
- Chapter 4 29 08-20 23:39
- Chapter 3 43 08-20 23:37
- Chapter 2 42 08-20 23:32
- Chapter 1 39 08-20 23:26
- Prologue 16 08-20 16:20
Miss Zuo Ying summary:
Zuo Ying, a once-renowned criminal investigation expert at Huanyang University and a prominent figure in the legal community, was brought to trial by her own daughter, Zuo Yang, who accused her of crimes. Just as Zuo Ying was about to be sentenced to death, the court abruptly changed her sentence, ordering her to be confined in an insane asylum instead. Due to her success in solving this case, Zuo Yang was promoted rapidly. However, soon after, a series of murders broke out in the city, and unable to solve the cases, she was forced to seek her mother's assistance.
Facing her mother, who had once brought her love but now only left behind a complicated and indescribable mix of emotions, Zuo Yang felt a thin layer of sweat form on her cheeks.
"My darling daughter, if all it takes is a little pleading to get my help, why not?" Zuo Ying said, glancing at the newspaper in her hand, squinting as she smiled. The shackles on her hands were so conspicuous—who really was the caged bird here?
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