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

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The forensic doctor's tone was flat: "Let's go."

Wei Ran lazily leaned against the tree trunk, looked at the forensic doctor standing in front of him, smiled, and said unhurriedly: "Lord Forensic Doctor, is this... unwilling to take responsibility?"

"With me." Ranbai's tone was calm and indifferent, and it was only then that cold arrogance emerged from the sense of distance that strangers should not get close to, as if it were just right: "You have no room for loss."

The forensic doctor said indifferently: "Other things will be discussed after the case is over."

Wei Ran stared at her for two seconds inexplicably, with some meaningful danger, it seemed that he was brewing a slow and dark mood, and finally hooked his lips, lazily interested: "Okay."

He responded, and in front of the stained white face, the tip of his tongue licked the corner of the thin lips that the forensic doctor had just pressed, and a lustrous and lustrous color appeared.

"Responsible." Wei Ran stared at Dye Bai bluntly and aggressively, slowly and deliberately speaking again and again, lingering from the thin lips biting the words, adding a bit of low ambiguity for no reason, like the moonlight caressing the pear blossoms, the sake is drunk heartstrings.

The forensic doctor didn't look at all and turned to leave.

But in the next second, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist, and the young man behind him slowly straightened up, in that position, covering him from behind.

Wei Ran's fingertips rubbed the delicate skin between his white-dyed wrists, swiping through the fragile blood vessels intentionally or unintentionally, and his movements were frivolous and bewitching.

The other hand rests on the thin and lonely shoulder of the forensic doctor, the tall and straight figure leans over slightly, the oppressive feeling of being alone with another person looms over, and there is a clean and cold fragrance lingering, not annoying, but faint. Has a sinking meaning.

A light kiss fell on the back of the dyed-white neck, and the cool and soft touch was fleeting on the neck, as gentle as bewitching, and extremely aggressive.

Wei Ran lowered her eyes, staring deeply at the thin forensic neckline, the extended arc was hidden under the thin snow-white shirt, propped up the beautiful back line, with the breathing slightly undulating, looking forward, you can see from the shirt. The neckline sees the looming collarbone, and the arc is slender and delicate.

He chuckled lightly, and his fingertips ran down the back of his neck, pressing neither light nor heavy on the straight line of the back that was dyed white and straight. There was a strange numbness where he passed, making his waist feel soft. .

"Isn't it too much to ask for a kiss in advance?" Ranbai turned his back to the young man, so he couldn't see Wei Ran's expression clearly, but he could feel the temperature of the light kiss and the man's fingertips pressing along the line of his back. He shuddered, and the cold fragrance was sprayed on the back of the forensic doctor's neck. The clear and lazy voice was slightly dumb, and the texture was pleasant. The dyed white only listened to him, and smiled speciously: "Take it as interest."

Bewitched to death, like a deadly knife.

When he smiled the most tenderly, he silently aimed the tip of the knife at his heart.

The cold blade is hidden in the twilight, and it makes people feel lost and sinking.

The forensic doctor was sober and sensible enough to hold Wei Ran's wrist, and spit out four words very calmly and objectively,

Calm and indifferent: "Enough is enough."

She glanced back at Wei Ran, her tone was calm, and she could not hear the meaning contained in it: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Wei Ran chuckled lightly, and tapped his lips with his fingertips. The whiteness and magnificence contrasted with each other, and there was a strong desire to contrast visually.

The sunset in the sky is infinitely sinking and sinking to the horizon. The afterglow of the setting sun smears the horizon with deep and shallow hazy colors, which are extraordinarily gentle.

After dyeing white and leaving, the afterglow light and shadow are fleeting in Wei Ran's deep eyes, like a broken shimmer, floating in the abyss, that dangerous and extremely interesting color is accompanied by a bit of warm banter, it has not faded. Disperse, and precipitate a charming and deadly beautiful color.

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Always contradict.

Always bewitched.

After leaving A University, Xu Zelin and Ranbai integrated the investigation results.

In the end, Xu Zelin said with an unpleasant expression: "...violent bullying."

Through the investigation at the school, Xu Zelin found a lot of clues.

Zhou Jia is arrogant and arrogant, with a sharp personality and aloofness, but she is generous and spends a lot of money, and there are many small followers or similar people around her, forming a small group.

Many girls from poor families and weak temperaments are victims of this small group.

Xu Zelin met a girl named Zhao Ying today.

After encountering the police, she abandoned the initial hesitation, and then completely hysterically exposed the evil deeds of Zhou Jia and others. The girl just rolled up one sleeve and could see the bruises on her arm, and even was burned by a cigarette butt. Yes, you can imagine bruised and bruised.

The spirit is also very abnormal, crying a lot.

Xu Zelin originally thought that Zhou Jia was a victim, but he never thought that there was such a dark story hidden behind it.

Zhou Jia's death, Xu Zelin suspects that it is likely to be related to these things in peacetime.

Perhaps it is because people like Zhao Ying who can no longer endure twist their revenge under the deep shadow.

Ranbai listened, thinking that a woman who was trying to distance herself from Zhou Jia just now was probably also a member of the so-called small group.

"Go to Zhou Jia's house." Xu Zelin pressed his temple with a headache and sighed.

Zhou Jia's home is a small villa, and she usually lives alone. Zhou Lixing has been doing business abroad all year round. He rarely has time to accompany Zhou Jia, and he doesn't know how much his daughter has done...

It's too late to start regretting it now.

Zhou Lixing stayed in the villa, slowly wiping Zhou Jia's album photos, his back was slightly curved, his expression was pale and trance, and his mental state didn't look very good.

"Officer Xu..." Zhou Lixing was not surprised by Xu Zelin's arrival, but when he saw the ice and snow figure beside Xu Zelin, he paused unnaturally. He withdrew his gaze with a complicated expression, and wiped the photo with subconscious force. a few points.

Xu Zelin said: "Mr. Zhou, we want to ask you something about Zhou Jia. Also, let's see if we can find some evidence where she lives."

Zhou Lixing reluctantly nodded,

Xu Zelin asked some things about Zhou Jia objectively, thinking of the investigation at the school and the information, he asked politely: "Mr. Zhou and your daughter rarely communicate, then you know that Zhou Jia is at school... ...something?"

"I don't know." Zhou Lixing shook his head blankly and asked nervously, "What happened to my daughter at school? Did someone bully her!"

Xu Zelin: "..."

Not so.

He said politely: "Some classmates are contradicting."

"Officer Xu, you must help me and find the murderer!" Zhou Lixing choked a little, his eyes fixed on Xu Zelin, he seemed to have unconsciously ignored the forensic doctor and avoided saying, "Jiajia must not be unjustly killed!"

"We'll try our best."

Ranbai stood aside, looking at Zhou Lixing with a fixed expression.

This Zhou Lixing... knew her.