The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Twenty-Eighth Chapter Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Ten)

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The black-textured pen spun around on the fingertips, shaking out a sense of afterimage, which was actually dazzling. Those deep ink eyes reflected Wen Chen's shadow, which was slightly broken. Wen Heng's tone was gentle, but it was exceptionally sharp. "When is an illegitimate child worthy of speaking in front of me?"

"I'll call you brother, don't think you can really do anything to me." Wen Chen's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth, "You must know..."

Before Wen Chen's words were finished, the doctor stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie impatiently. His fair fingers were fastened on the black tie. It's very deep, and the arc outlined at the end of the eye is rough, "Go away."

Wen Chen's remaining words were stuck in his throat, not knowing whether to say it or not.

With a sullen face, he dropped a sentence, then turned and walked away: "Wen Heng, wait for me."

A low, lazy sneer sounded from behind.

Nine fifteen in the morning.

The Psychological Clinic welcomed a visitor.

It was a tall, thin man named Zhao Zhao. His eyebrows were always gloomy, and there was a lingering bloody aura, but after seeing Wen Heng, he politely called out, "Doctor Wen."

Wen Heng's thin lips contained a warm smile, and the gentleman nodded.

"Since it's here, let's continue." The doctor casually dropped the pen in his hand and stood up slowly.

"I feel that I'm really much better these past few months, especially at this time, I'm very relaxed." Zhao Zhao licked his lips, his expression uncontrollably happy, "Thank you so much, Dr. Wen !"

Wen Heng casually drew the curtains of the psychology room, completely blocking the light coming in from the window. The curtains are dark, and when there is no light penetration, the layout of the room always looks a bit dim.

His brows and eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see it clearly, only half of his thin lips curled up, listening to him say, "You're welcome."

"Should be." When Wen Heng spoke, he was not in a hurry, and there was a warm ruffian air on his body.

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The night of the city came silently, the night was filled with light, and a crescent moon was shining brightly in the sky.

Sun Lu just got off work from the company. Her home is close to the company. She walks back every night. Looking at the vast night ahead, Sun Lu pursed her lips, clenched her hands, and walked faster.

A figure brushed past her.

Sun Lu didn't notice it at all, and continued to walk forward quickly.

And that figure ran in the opposite direction to Sun Lu, and the distance was getting farther and farther.

After walking out a few steps, the man stopped, his eyes as cold as fresh snow.

is dyed white.

She lowered her eyes and played with a white mobile phone in her hand, which she had just obtained.

From Sun Lu.

With her long white fingers, she tapped the screen of her phone lightly and tapped, and the light on the screen reflected her Qinghui snow-colored brows.

A chuckle sounded in the night wind, clear and lazy.

The whitening action paused slightly.

Not far away, a tall and straight young man leaned sideways against the street lamp, still wearing a light white windbreaker. This time, he put it on well, but it was not buttoned. Overlapping, elegant as aristocratic.

At this time, he looked at the dyed white with great interest, the gold wire glasses refracted the light, and he could clearly see his light brown clear eyes, which seemed to contain a somewhat erratic smile.

His white eyes met him.

"I really didn't expect it." The light and shadow cast by the street lamp shattered on his shoulders, casting a long slanted shadow, the amber-colored eyes were light, and the bright light was cast in it and instantly annihilated, in a mocking tone: "We have always been serious. The forensic adult will do this kind of thing."

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The two of them were not far or near, and there was a continuous stream of people in the middle, and their eyes were intertwined in the air.

The young forensic doctor who had completely witnessed the crime scene was still holding a mobile phone. Rao's expression did not change in the slightest, and he was very indifferent. He ignored Wei Ran and walked forward.

When the forensic doctor passed in front of him, Wei Ran tilted his head, his long eyelashes dipped in the light of the street lamp, lining his eyes, and his white fingers grabbed the dyed white sleeves lightly and gently. : "However, I also witnessed the crime scene of a certain young lady. Is it a bit unreasonable to ignore me like this?"

The steps of dyeing white stopped there, standing in the shadow of the street lamp, squinting and glancing coldly at the sleeve that was being pulled.

"What. The forensic doctor wants to hit me again?" Noticing the white eyes, Wei Ran gave a short chuckle, narrowed his eyes slightly, a little carelessly, and leaned slightly closer to the woman, his long eyelashes drooping down for a while. A small piece of shadow, the tone seems to be complaining, and a little joking: "You have been popular before."

The young forensic doctor completely ignored Wei Ran's words, his thin lips moved lightly, and his tone was cold: "Get out of the way."

When the words fell, she pulled out her sleeves from Wei Ran's fingers, and sternly smoothed the slight wrinkles on it, with a meticulous and solemn attitude, and it was difficult to approach.

"So fierce?" Wei Ran raised her brows lightly, smiled lazily, looked at the figure walking forward, relied on her height and long legs, chased after a few steps, walked beside the forensic doctor, and apologized with a good attitude: "Okay. I admit I was joking."

He said, "If our illustrious forensic doctor is not for investigating the case, why would he go to get his mobile phone."

"Can you shut up?" Ranbai glanced sideways at the well-dressed and elegant young man, and said coldly.

Wei Ran really seemed to think about it seriously, and then regretfully gave a reply: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid not."

The man looked refined and gentlemanly.

But in fact, it is looming and revealing the arrogance and laxity that melts into the bones, deceiving people.

Ranbai asked coldly, "In that case, can the manager explain why you are here?"

"W.R. Fairy Tale is nearby, so it shouldn't be uncommon for me to be here." Wei Ran smiled warmly, looking like a teacher who came out of an ancient painting, "So the forensic doctor cares so much about me?"

He snorted softly, and there was a contradictory evil in his warmth.

The young forensic doctor suddenly stopped, her eyes were very beautiful, peach blossom eyes, which should have been slightly demonic, but was suppressed by such a cold and solemn breath, her pupils were slightly dark, as if covered with a thin layer of Glass light sheet, reflecting cool light.

Wei Ran lightly blinked his left eye and stopped.

The two stared at each other in the darkness.

"Then please be moved by the manager." She said, "Also, don't follow me."

Wei Ran stood there and watched the forensic doctor leave.

He narrowed his light-colored eyes slightly, and his slender and fair fingers were slightly bent against the corners of his dark red and bewitching lips, covering the warm and dangerous arc. The playful interest color has not faded.

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