The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Five Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Seven)

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He took two steps forward, his slender and well-knotted fingers supported the computer desktop beside the woman in white, and stood behind the left side of the dyed white. That posture seemed a little closer, and the tall and straight figure easily shrouded people. Beautiful slanted shadows cast by the sun.

Wei Ran leaned over and casually tilted his amber pupils. He could see the thin neckline of the forensic doctor on his stern neckline, and the cyan-colored blood vessels were slender and fragile.

His pale pupils darkened a little, and the tip of his tongue touched his upper jaw, perhaps because of such a cold and rigorous temperament, the meticulous snow-white collar buttoned on the top, always wanted to let people destroy something, let that indifferent The breath of desire brings out something else.

Wei Ran Xuebai's teeth were slightly itchy, and he suddenly wanted to bite on it. For example, he opened the forensic doctor's collar and bit on the arc of the neckline. Inexplicably impulsive, he asked in the ear of the forensic doctor, the tone was clear with a unique magnetism, like sake brewed under the moonlight, and his tone was a bit mocking: "What did the forensic doctor see?"

Ranbai stood there and could feel the figure standing behind him, with the breath of another person, the light fragrance and the cold lingering slightly cold, the bewitching good smell, and the oppressive feeling that was not annoying when approached.

The light white trench coat was draped over the young man's shoulders, the sleeves fell down, and she swiped her fingers during the inadvertent shaking, and the silver-white cufflinks on the sleeve were slightly cold.

She listened to the young man's speech, the tone of which was unhurried, perhaps because he was getting closer, when his thin lips were lightly opened, the clean breath sprayed on the dyed white ears, which brought a momentary sense of unsuitable trembling. The silver-white chain hanging down from the silk glasses is cold and close at hand.

The forensic doctor, who had always been cold and aloof, paused for a moment, turned his face sideways, pulled away, and when he lowered his eyes, he could see the young man's white fingers resting on the edge of the table, and asked indifferently, "Who is responsible for delivering desserts to He Ying? Who."

Wei Ran blinked and didn't mind the forensic doctor's estrangement. He leaned on the table and replied with a smile, "I don't know."

The clerk next to him bit his head and said weakly: "It's Zhou Xu..."

Next, Ranbai met Zhou Xu and learned a very important piece of information. When Zhou Xu arrived at the He Ying community that night, he called He Ying.

But not connected.

The phone shows off.

According to He Ying's situation, it is impossible for her to turn off her mobile phone by herself.

Probably--

He Ying was killed during the period from ordering desserts to delivering them to the community.

The dyed white and businessman understands some details, and then asks Wei Ran.

But every time Wei Ran gave the answer was not satisfactory.

As the store manager of W.R. Fairy Tale, Wei Ran doesn't seem to know anything about the store he runs.

The forensic doctor stared at him silently.

His eyes were as cold as the cold winter snow.

"Miss forensic doctor, what do you see me doing?" Wei Ran met the dyed white eyes, the smile on her thin lips was still the same, and she looked lazy, "W.R. Fairy tales were released well, weren't they?"

The clerk next to him dared not speak, and secretly said in his heart.

Manager, you have the nerve to say it.

How many times have you been to this dessert shop since it opened?

Besides giving money, what else do you care about!

I don't know if the clerk thought too much, or what, he always felt that the owner of the shop seemed to be teasing the forensic lady.

Sometimes he felt that the aura of dyeing white was too cold, but their shopkeepers were still chatting and laughing, and they looked innocent.

I don't understand. I don't understand.

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We dare not say, we dare not ask.

"One question, three questions, Mr. I don't know." Ranbai said coldly, with a calm tone: "May I ask what you know."

Wei Ran snorted, raised his eyebrows and looked at the white eyes, which was quite strange, as if he had discovered something interesting, the light-colored pupils smiled, as if the light was broken: "It turns out that we are not so close. Human forensic adults still make fun of people?"

His lazy and playful appearance is a little bit gentle, and that contradictory temperament is vividly interpreted in him, which obviously makes people feel very dangerous, but still wants to make people approachable.

That kind of feeling is like a poppy in full bloom, charming but deadly, killing hundreds of flowers when the flowers bloom, knowing the danger is still confusing. It is a hunter who is slightly restrained and lazily teasing his prey, and his actions are very bewitching, but when you think you are close to him, you find that you are still separated by an inexplicable distance. It seems so close and yet so far away.

However, Ranbai was indifferent to such vague bewitching, and even turned a blind eye, soberly and coldly spit out two words: "Shut up."

Wei Ran sighed lightly, and the yuppie said "Okay, okay", but she was a little helpless indulging in it, and gave a lazy evaluation: "It's really indifferent."

"However, I think I have to reiterate one more point." Wei Ran smiled lightly, the golden glasses complimented the gentleman's bearing, elegant and noble, and the white fingers lightly tugged at the white-stained sleeves, such a gesture of goodwill. Shaking.

I don't know if it was an illusion of being dyed white or not. It's a bit like a cat that woke up in the afternoon sun lightly jumping in the owner's arms and scratching the owner's paw. Although the movement is a bit irritating, it doesn't hurt or itchy, more like begging for the owner's attention.

Wei Ran's cold fingertips swayed against the snow-white sleeves that were dyed white. The lines of his fingers were clean and slender, and he said with a low smile in the apparently cold eyes of the forensic doctor: "Since the forensic doctor has said one question and three questions, I still don't know. What can you know?"

The forensic doctor paused for a moment and glanced at the young man with no emotion. His dark eyes, which were always calm, contained ice and snow. He raised his hand and slapped Wei Ran's hand away, turning and walking outside W.R. Fairy Tale.

I don't know if it's because the young man's skin is too thin and fair, but after being photographed, it turns light red, leaving a scarlet mark.

Piansheng Weiran is not annoyed, Yazheng's gentlemanly demeanor, smiling at the lonely back of the forensic doctor leaving, and inviting with a good temper: "I'm here, why don't you stay and try some desserts?"

The man was well-dressed, cold and abstinent, did not turn around, walked straight out of the W.R. fairy tale, and refused calmly without looking back: "No need."

Two concise words.

Wei Ran narrowed his eyes, and the gold wire glasses reflected the light.

It's so cold.

When Dianbai came out of W.R. Fairy Tale, Xu Zelin and Lu Yuan were both waiting in the car.

Seeing the woman coming out, Xu Zelin asked first, "Is there any information?"

Ranbai opened the car door and sorted out the valuable information to Xu Zelin.

Xu Zelin frowned slightly, his face slightly gloomy.

"He Ying... It is very likely that he was killed in the company."

Who would kill a girl in the company, and what channel would they use to throw her body in the river?

Ranbai nodded slightly, and after a pause, suddenly asked, "Have you found He Ying's phone?"

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