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

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The two of them held an umbrella together, and the hands holding the umbrella handle overlapped. The pure black and solemn umbrella shrouded the two of them. It rotated with the movement. .

Ranbai didn't see his face clearly, only heard the murderer laugh lazily.

"Take the umbrella." The young man raised the corners of his lips slightly. The color of the lips that had just been bitten seemed to be smashed and smothered with rose juice. It's a sickly noble noble who sucks blood. His voice is a little hoarse, his texture is magnetic and bewitching, and he jokes like a tease: "It's my fault to let the detective catch a cold in the rain."

The forensic doctor seldom showed any expression. At this moment, his expression was cold and his brows were frowning, which made it even more difficult for strangers to enter.

Detective adults?

Why doesn't this man die.

The heavy rain fell, and the wind whistled past, crushing the murderer's strange tones, giving people the illusion of gentleness, like a beautiful and elegant music in the auditorium.

His gentleman took a step back, bowing like an ancient noble etiquette.

"Goodbye."

The voice fell.

The young man stomped on the dirty and mottled wall with one foot, his long legs were straight and strong, and he felt an indescribable sense of coldness.

He left the umbrella to Dianbai, he didn't have a big umbrella, the heavy rain quickly dyed the black windbreaker wet, and his slender and distinct fingers lightly touched the wall, but he slid over the wall in an instant and left, his back was lazy and evil. Neng, disappearing in the middle of the night seems to be just an illusion.

With a cold face, the forensic doctor rubbed his fingertips hard over the place where the murderer had licked and bitten, so hard that even the originally fair complexion of the neck turned red, and vague bite marks could be seen in the thin red, that kind of blank shuddering touch. Before it faded away, she stood there, solemn and solemn, staring at the night in the distance, with swords and swords hidden in her eyes, sharp enough to tear people apart.

She was holding a black umbrella, not the one when she came, it was left to her by the murderer.

The umbrella half covered the forensic doctor's eyebrows.

at the same time,

When night falls, the prosperity of the city and the hustle and bustle of the night are vividly displayed. The neon lights are flashing and the lights are feasting.

In a senior club,

Song Miaoyun fled the door in a panic under the laughter of the people in the box. Her face was still red with anger because of the humiliation, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Yo. The beauty still wants to run?" The man in the dark red suit lying extravagantly on the sofa said with a frivolous smile: "You still haven't caught me back?"

The two bodyguards standing on one side responded yes and chased them out.

Song Miaoyun felt that someone was chasing him, and became more flustered, and wanted to cry because of the grievances in his heart.

She originally wanted to give an exclusive interview to a young master surnamed Wen today.

Who knew that Young Master Wen would even flirt with her words? !

Song Miaoyun was angry, and she was not afraid of being pampered since she was a child, so she smashed Wen Chen with something directly.

This is fine.

Angered Young Master Wen, who held his own height, and ordered the person to be arrested.

Song Miaoyun fled forward in a panic, her body was trembling with fear, tears welling up in her eyes, she never imagined that she would encounter such a thing one day.

at this time.

The door of a box on the left side of the corridor was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and the hands were slender and white, which was amazing.

A slender and tall figure came out of the box, neatly dressed, lowered his eyes and trimmed the cuffs, luxurious and delicate.

He was a young man with a good appearance. He was so handsome that he seemed to fascinate his soul. He looked as gentle as jade, but the curvature of his thin lips was a little ruffian.

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At that time, Song Miaoyun had no worries about anything else, and rushed up directly as if seeing the last straw, her voice was hoarse because of crying and fear, and she asked the man for help: "Save me! Save me! Someone is catching me, I... …”

A girl suddenly rushed in front of her, Wen Heng narrowed her eyes and glanced a little impatiently.

Song Miaoyun could see clearly the man's eyes, the eyes were long and narrow and bewitching, and the pupil color was very deep and deep, like the endless dark night, which outlined a bit of unkindness.

She was stunned for a while, her lips were squirming, her voice was much lower, with a desperate cry: "Save, save me, I will repay you..."

The man in front of him suddenly smiled, gentle and noble, with a low voice: "Don't cry, how ugly."

"Beautiful young lady." Wen Heng seemed to be warm, but more of a sinister aura that was not concealed. His tone was elegant and polite, but in fact it was very vicious and cold: "I wish you good luck."

next second.

Wen Heng didn't have any sympathy, and he didn't want to be patient, so he stepped forward with long legs.

At this time, the two tall and sturdy bodyguards who had been behind him also rushed up. When they saw Song Miaoyun, they sneered, and then they were shocked even when they saw Wen Heng, who had not yet had time to leave.

"Wen Shao."

There is only one Wen Shao in the Wen family.

Wen's parents,

Wen Heng.

As for Wen Chen?

Everyone else called him Young Master Wen.

No one dared to contradict the gentle and jade-like eldest young master of the Wen family, no matter how angry the name Wen Chen was.

Wen Heng's fair fingertips slipped from the cufflinks, glanced casually, slightly raised her thin lips, and smiled lightly: "What, something is wrong."

"This young lady is ignorant and accidentally bumped into Young Master Wen, so we'll take him away." One of the bodyguards said respectfully, and secretly gave the other a look.

Then the two went forward directly and wanted to take Song Miaoyun away.

"It's not like this!" Song Miaoyun screamed, knowing that if she was really caught back, it would really be over, "It's them who wanted to arrest me!! That Wen Chen is a scumbag!"

Before Song Miaoyun finished speaking, she was directly covered by the bodyguard, and was forced not to make a sound.

The bodyguard did not dare to disturb Wen Heng any more, so he grabbed Song Miaoyun forcibly and was about to leave.

Wen Heng stood there and was silent for two seconds, no one knew what he was thinking, only to hear him speak calmly and elegantly, his tone was quite casual, not a discussion, but a notice: "If you stay, you go. "

Song Miaoyun's eyes widened instantly, it's even more powerful!

The bodyguard froze in place.

Not to go, not to go.

In the end, he still didn't dare to disobey Wen Heng, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Young Master Wen, this woman doesn't know how high the sky is, and I'm afraid she will disturb you by staying here."

Wen Heng's tone was flat: "Do you need me to say it a second time?"

The bodyguard was instantly shocked, hesitantly weighed it, and let Song Miaoyun go.

Offending Wen Chen is at best scolded, but offending Wen Heng...

I'm afraid it won't work anymore.

Song Miaoyun was free, and hurriedly ran behind the man, biting her lips tightly.

Wen Chen had never seen anyone come back. He was furious and impatient. He came out of the box, but he didn't expect to encounter such a scene.

His eyes sank.