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

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Dye Bai listened casually.

The suspect is this, the rhythm of a last stand?

The third floor of the cruise ship.

bathroom.

There were many people around, including the Wen family, as well as the criminal police.

And surrounded by a man in his 60s or 70s, he was extraordinarily fierce and strong. After being seen through, the suspect simply gave up his disguise. Blood stained the clothes.

The suspect gritted his teeth, his eyes were red, and he looked at the people around him with amazing killing intent. He held a blood-stained knife in his hand and took a hostage. His voice was hoarse and sinister: "Go away! Go away! open!"

The kidnapped hostage was shivering, his face was pale, and he stared stiffly at the knife in front of him.

Very unfortunate.

The lucky kid who was kidnapped was the young master of the Wen family.

Wen Chen.

At this moment, his expression was pale, and the usual arrogance and domineering were all gone.

Patriarch Wen was afraid of the suspect and did not dare to approach, and almost fainted from anger.

"My anger hurts my body, father might as well go back to rest first." Wen Heng said slowly and politely, "I'll handle the matter here."

The head of Wen family has always trusted Wen Heng, and he may suffer a heart attack if he stays, so he responded to Wen Heng's words and nodded, "Then the matter of Wen Chen will be left to you... try not to let it go. Something happened to him."

Wen Heng's long, dark eyes seemed to have a smile on his face, and the curvature of his thin lips was deep, noble and polite, and he said to the waiter next to him warmly, "Send my father to the lounge on the second floor."

The waiter should come down.

Wen Chen watched helplessly as the head of the Wen family left, trembling and didn't dare to say a word, but his heart was burning with resentment, and his eyes stared in Wen Heng's direction like a poisonous snake.

After sending off the Wen family in a few words, the young man stood tall, and his suit was neat and solemn. He seemed to have the temperament of an ascetic male god. It hit Wen Chen's line of sight, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

He just raised his hand and pulled off his tie, his movements elegant and ruffian, so that he gave a silent and casual provocation.

Dianbai saw the freezing scene from a distance, his expression remained the same, and he stepped forward coldly.

The police officer was trying to persuade him to let go of the hostages, but Qin Luoxiang, who had been pushed to the end, couldn't listen to anything at all.

Now that the hostage is the only bargaining chip in his hand, how could he let go!

Qin Luoxiang knew that with the crime he had committed,

Once arrested by the police, there is only one dead end!

So it is impossible for him to give up his last chance.

"Go away!!" The middle-aged man's brows and eyes were bloody and violent, his eyes were full of red blood, he clenched the knife in his hand tightly, pressing Wen Chen's neck tightly, it was a desperate gangster struggling to his death: "Get out of the way! Otherwise, this kid won't even think about his life!"

"Save, save me..." Wen Chen uttered a word with trembling voice in a desperate tone.

He doesn't want to die yet.

Wen Heng watched this embarrassing picture with cold eyes, he raised his delicate eyebrows lightly, admiring it with great interest, his expression was neither warm nor light, and he ignored it, no one would see Wen Heng's thin lips twitching. No dark arc.

He was holding a glass of red wine very leisurely and elegantly, and his white fingertips lightly rubbed the glass wall, knocked twice, and inadvertently glanced sideways, he could see the lonely and cold figure.

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Wen Heng smiled, took the last sip of red wine gracefully, and looked a little sullen when he lowered his eyes.

it's a pity.

The fun is about to end.

Everyone present looked solemn and slowly made way. No one could guarantee that Wen Chen would be harmed if they rejected Qin Luoxiang. They could only stabilize the obviously mentally unstable gangster first, and then find an opportunity to subdue him.

Seeing that there was an unobstructed road in front of him, Qin Luoxiang's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly. He knew that Wen Chen was the only bargaining chip in his hand now, so he held onto Wen Chen tightly, but he saw When the cold figure was getting closer, his pupils shuddered.

Song Bai!

Song Bai who ruined his good things over and over again!

Without Song Bai, he wouldn't be forced to this step.

I originally wanted to solve Song Bai directly on the cruise ship, but I didn't expect this forensic doctor to be so good, and there was no room for recovery if he made a mistake.

Almost out of instinct, Qin Luoxiang took a step back subconsciously and stared at the forensic doctor: "Don't come here!!"

The forensic doctor stood there, calmly looking at the apparently crazy suspect, her thin lips parted lightly, and her voice was frosty: "Actually, I've always been curious."

Qin Luoxiang stared at Dye Bai vigilantly, but saw the forensic doctor say calmly, "What is the grudge between the Song and Qin families, it is worth remembering 18 years later."

Hearing this, Qin Luoxiang's pupils suddenly tightened.

Song Bai knows? !

how is this possible!

Qin Luoxiang kept his composure and let out a sneer, gloomily acquainted with the weather when the rainstorm was approaching: "What are you talking about?"

"Understanding and pretending not to know, why bother."

At the moment when Qin Luoxiang was lost in rhythm when his words were dyed white, Xu Zelin, who silently walked behind Qin Luoxiang, seized the opportunity and started abruptly!

When Qin Luoxiang realized that something was not right behind him, he subconsciously avoided it. That is, at that moment, the forensic doctor moved. The scalpel that had been hidden in his sleeve threw out violently, slashing through the air with precision and cold blood, and hitting Qin Luoxiang directly. The knife he was holding.

Shattered.

After losing the knife, Qin Luoxiang cried out in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to hold on to the hostages.

It's just that Qin Luoxiang's reaction was too late, and Xu Zelin took advantage of it and suppressed people from behind.

The forensic doctor stepped forward indifferently, raised his leg, stepped on Qin Luoxiang's hand that wanted to reach the scalpel, and crushed it.

Qin Luoxiang let out a scream, was subdued in a short time, and had no power to fight back.

Wen Chen, who escaped in the chaos, almost rolled and crawled away, touched his neck, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The panic and chaos at the scene gradually returned to normal with Qin Luoxiang's arrest.

The criminal police team captured Qin Luoxiang, handcuffed him, and prepared to return to the public security organ.

Qin Ruiqi hid in the crowd, watching this farce without changing his face, watching the final result.

Qin Ruiqi only felt a chill in his heart, he clenched his fists hard to suppress the cold killing intent in his heart.

Song and Bai.

What the uncle said was right, none of the Song family was good!

"Rui Qi, so you were here. I thought you ran to you." Song Miaoyun saw the man with sharp eyes, she hurried over, and whispered: "Rui Qi, let me tell you, this is really too dangerous. Don't run around like me, what if something happens."