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

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It's not just because of these, the most important thing is that Wei Ran himself is sober and upright, and he does everything casually, which makes people feel difficult to approach. Even if he smiles softly, he can still reveal an aura that is not easy to provoke. .

But such a person...

The clerk always feels that it is different to the forensic lady.

Although she was so suspicious, she couldn't go up and tell the forensic lady because there was no evidence.

I think our store manager is after you.

"Miss." The clerk smiled at Ranbai very friendly: "Meet again."

Ranbai took the windbreaker that Weiran threw to her, pulled out the chair and sat in the previous position, threw the windbreaker aside, and nodded slightly.

The clerk turned around and looked at the back of their manager making desserts. Zhilan Yushu was very tall. She licked her lower lip, but suddenly thought of the scene she had inadvertently bumped into in the past few days.

It was night, rainy night.

It was late at night and it was raining all the time.

However, in the W.R. fairy tale, the lights are bright, the halo of warm colors fell down, and the misty light and shadow jumped on the wooden floor.

The clerk was on the night shift that day, and everyone else was off work, so she had to stay.

At that time, the clerk estimated that it was very late, around zero.

Just when she was so sleepy that she could almost perform a sleep with her eyes open, she suddenly heard the sound of opening the door mixed with the sound of wind and rain.

The clerk gave a shudder, and instantly woke up quite a bit. She saw the person who pushed the door and came in before she blurted out the welcome. She was stunned for a moment, and said, "The store manager."

She didn't expect Wei Ran to come over at around 0:00.

But this is not the first time, and the clerk is not surprised.

The slender and tall young man wore a long black windbreaker and held a black umbrella with water droplets flowing down the eaves. He slowly closed the door and closed the umbrella.

That face was half-smeared in the dark night, and the expression was not real. It only felt that half of the light and shadow were knocked down and there was no warmth. The profile was cold and white and handsome. The outline was deep and distinct, a bit like a blood demon in the dark night Dangerous and expensive mystery.

For some reason, the clerk's heartbeat suddenly jumped.

Wei Ran hummed calmly, then walked straight to the dessert shop where the desserts were made individually.

At that time, the clerk could only use the shadowy light to look at the back of the young man standing in front of the glazed table, with a black trench coat, a tall and thin figure, and patiently making a tiramisu with a slow and graceful movement.

He seemed to enjoy the process of making desserts, like a feast.

in the dim light,

The clerk could only see the shadow, and couldn't tell the strangeness of the unknown.

Kind of creepy indeed.

Come to think of it now,

The clerks really don't understand what the quirk of their manager is.

Ugh.

Because it is night, there are very few people in the W.R. fairy tale, and the atmosphere is extraordinarily quiet.

Dianbai sat there, facing a snow-white cat.

Quiet,

Still quiet.

"Meow." After a long time, the cat meowed softly.

And then,

It was picked up by the back of the neck by a cold and beautiful hand, weak and helpless and pitifully thrown to the side.

"Come on kid." Wei Ran put the dessert in front of Yanbai with a half-smile: "Your 'whatever', please taste it."

He said casually, "Brother made it for you."

next second,

A windbreaker was thrown from Wei Ran's body and hit him directly in the chest. He easily caught it and raised his eyebrows.

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"Put away your coat." The forensic doctor's tone was indifferent: "Don't throw it away."

"It's called littering when throwing it to our forensic children?" Wei Ran sat beside Yanbai, holding his delicate chin, "Brother will make desserts for you, why don't you take your brother's clothes?"

He chuckled, and his fair fingertips scratched the bridge of his dyed nose, "Can you talk a little bit about humanity?"

The forensic doctor was indifferent: "Also, don't move your hands or feet."

The young store manager was thoughtful, looking at Dianbai with a relaxed voice, and his voice was lazy: "Then what?"

"Then." The forensic doctor's tone was slightly serious and a bit vicious: "Don't call me a child."

Wei Ran listened carefully to Ranbai's words, and after a while of silence, he spoke honestly, his tone sounded a little regretful: "That's a pity, I'm afraid it won't work."

Dyeing white: "..."

"To shut up."

Wei Ran blinked innocently.

Dyeing Bai lowered his eyes and looked at the delicate and delicate dessert in front of him, thinking to himself.

Why is a good dessert shop manager who can't speak.

"Is it delicious?" Wei Ran asked, looking at the dyed white food.

It's really delicious, I'm afraid I can't find a second one, but how could I tell Wei Ran, otherwise this guy would have to say something, the tip of his dyed white tongue touched his fork, and he answered flatly, "General."

"Oh." Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, looked at her with a half-smile, and murmured lazily, "Little liar."

His fingers were slightly bent, and the white fingertips tapped in front of Ranbai, which could not be ignored. The young man's lazy and playful voice fell on his ear: "Give it to brother."

Dyeing Bai felt absurd and emphasized: "I have eaten it."

"Brother doesn't despise you." Wei Ran replied casually, but confidently: "I'll just take a bite, do you want me to do it again?"

"I despise you." The forensic doctor said with a cold face, "Besides, I bought it. It already belongs to me, and it has nothing to do with you."

"You're so stingy, you can't even taste it." Wei Ran teased her.

Dyeing Bai: "You are dreaming."

"Then you haven't paid the bill yet."

Ranbai took out his mobile phone in front of Wei Ran expressionlessly, and asked in an impatient and cold voice, "How much?"

"Thirty-seven." Wei Ran bent his lower lip as he watched the dyed-white movement, and said earnestly, "For the sake of acquaintances, my brother will give you a discount, thirty-six."

"Transfer." Dye Bai did not bring cash.

Wei Ran snorted and remembered something, "Just transfer me directly. It seems that we haven't added WeChat yet?"

He smiled and said in an unhurried tone, "Quickly add it."

Before dyeing white without adding two words, he heard Wei Ran laugh in a low voice, with a meaningful ridicule: "Brother will take you to the game. But there is no hope for the fifth row, brother is not so careless, Just double."

Dyeing white: "..."

She was wrong about this, and Ranbai really didn't want to mention it again.

At the beginning, I just pulled it casually, but who knew that Wei Ran was holding on to it, and there was a bit of meaning to settle accounts after the fall.

"Brother's skills aren't that bad, I can't fool you." Wei Ran glanced at the silent look of the forensic doctor, and turned the black mobile phone in his hand, "What are you afraid of, didn't someone say it first?"

Ranbai paused for a while, couldn't bear to speak, named her surname, paused word by word, and poured out a chill between her lips and teeth: "Weiran."

"Brother is here." Wei Ran responded frivolously, with a smile in those light-colored eyes. It seems that the forensic doctor has never called him by his name before. It seems that he is really annoyed, but it sounds good, and the young man hooks his lips. : "What is the order of the forensic doctor?"