The 3371st Chapter Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Fifty-Three)
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A sudden knock on the door broke the situation.
No more, no less, just three times.
The footsteps stopped.
It took about a second or two to sound, but it went in the opposite direction.
Dyeing white and indulging for two seconds,
Also... pretty lucky?
Gee.
She turned around, and didn't continue to look for the diary, but quietly opened the window of the study, propped up with one hand, and jumped out of the window neatly and indifferently, but for a moment, nothing alarmed anyone.
The diary can be turned over again.
But grabbing people depends on opportunities.
I want to know who the person who just knocked on the door is more than the diary dyed white.
After hearing the knock on the door, Zhou Lixing went to open the door suspiciously and shouted who, but no one answered.
He frowned and opened the door.
A tall and slender figure stood lazily outside the door, somewhat indifferent.
He wore a black sweater, buttoned the cap of the sweater, pressed down his black hair, and half-covered his eyebrows, looking very young.
Zhou Lixing heard a clear and low voice before he asked who are you.
"Sir, your courier."
Zhou Lixing was stunned for a moment, "I..." I didn't buy express delivery.
The subconscious feeling in his heart is not quite right, but in the next second.
The young man raised his eyebrows suddenly, those light brown eyes were bewitching, deep and dark, like the most dangerous abyss in the world.
Wei Ran snapped his fingers in front of Zhou Lixing for a moment, his phalanges were slender and cold.
Zhou Lixing stood there, his eyes dazed, he turned around in a daze, and closed the door as if nothing had happened.
Wei Ran looked at such a scene casually, her thin lips pouting a lazy smile, showing no warmth.
"Baby..." The young man's eyes were dark and gleaming, he sighed softly, like a bubble in the sun, he seemed to mutter to himself, and he seemed to say to the second person, affectionately and tenderly: "Really careless."
Wei Ran glanced at the pitch-dark sky, his tongue touched his lower jaw lightly, and with a tut, he did not choose to leave the main entrance of the villa area, but chose to climb over the wall.
The night wind was cool, blowing the young man's broken hair a little messy, and his eyebrows were very delicate. He didn't go far before he knew that there was one following him.
The young store manager laughed happily, quickened his pace, stopped a taxi on the road at random, and said to the driver in a low voice, "Go to the nearest bar.
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"Okay!" The driver's uncle responded positively. When he heard the voice, he only thought it was too pleasant, so he couldn't help but look back at the passengers in the back seat.
Dark sweater, black trousers, very casual outfits, but born on him to support a sense of abstinence in fashion films, like a finely-crafted poster, cool and lazy, with a faintly elegant ruffian.
He casually buttoned the sweater hat on his ink hair, half covering his brows and eyes, but still able to see the deep and beautiful contour lines, which made his complexion more and more pale.
At this moment, the young man was leaning against the back of the chair lazily, his legs crossed, and he turned his face to look out the window, his thin lips seemed to be hooked in a playful arc.
Very evil.
Not to be provoked.
The driver made such an evaluation secretly, smashed his tongue, and wondered in his heart that this could not be a criminal from somewhere...
No, if the criminals are so good-looking, why do they need to commit crimes, just rely on that face.
And behind the taxi,
The forensic doctor quickly stopped a car, and she straddled her long legs and sat in coldly, making a succinct statement: "Follow the car in front."
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The driver was just about to ask where he was going when he heard such a sentence. He was a little curious, and quickly showed a smile, patted his chest and swore, and said straightforwardly: "Don't worry! I have been driving for more than ten years. Professional! Not the first time doing this."
The driver looked back at the indifferent and aloof figure, and said gossip: "Little girl, is that your boyfriend in front of you?! Don't worry, I will follow him closely and help you catch the rape!"
Dyeing white: ?
She slowly made a question mark.
How can this driver be so good, and where did he come up with these unreliable guesses.
"No." The forensic doctor denied it coldly, cherishing words like gold.
"Ah?" The driver was shocked, "You are already married?!"
The driver was anxious: "Girl, I see how you entered the grave of marriage so early!"
The forensic doctor's pressure was cold for most of the time, like a cold winter in the twelfth lunar month. The cold was biting. She stared at the car in front of her through the car window, and said, "There is a criminal in the car in front. I want to arrest him. Understand?"
"!!!" The driver was shocked, "Is what you said true?? You, you, you are a policeman?!"
Ranbai was low in pressure, and impatiently threw out a sentence: "Forensic doctor."
The driver sat upright in an instant, feeling that he was shouldering a social responsibility, "I will definitely follow him, and I will never lose it!"
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and before,
Wei Ran propped his chin slightly, and through the rear mirror of the car, he could see the car that had been clenching his teeth. He tapped the corner of his lips and smiled lowly, as if he was pleased, and muttered to himself, "Little detective. Really persistent."
The driver's uncle didn't understand what Wei Ran said, and he started a conversation very familiarly, "Hey, what kind of job do you do now because of your young age?"
The young man's fair-skinned hands rested against his delicate chin, his appearance was light and lazy. Hearing the question from the driver, Wei Ran narrowed his light-colored eyes thoughtfully. After a while, he seemed to think of something and chuckled happily. With a sound, the tip of the tongue lightly licked the corner of the thin soft lips, and the answer was very serious: "I'm being taken care of by the gold master."
His voice is clear and magnetic, extremely pleasant, with a faint smile, and his tone is very righteous and natural, as if he thinks this is something worth showing off.
driver:"?!!"
His driving hand trembled, almost causing a catastrophe and crashing into the car in front. The driver struggled to stabilize his trembling hand, swallowed, and couldn't help but glanced at the young man behind him in the car mirror, no need to look at the whole picture I also know that he has a good bone appearance, indeed... it is indeed worthy of being nurtured.
"I see that you are so young, there are so many things you can do in the future!" The driver was a little anxious, couldn't bear such a good-looking young man to go astray, couldn't help persuading him, and said as euphemistically as possible: "There's no need... what."
Wei Ran was in a really good mood, he said lazily: "No way, the gold master is too cute to control."
driver:"……"
He voted once to hear someone who was fostered say so.
Shouldn't it be because of his poor family background and huge debts that he sold his life to bury his father!
Why is this... how is it so pleasant, praised the cuteness of the gold master? ? ?
The driver was in a trance, feeling that his outlook on life had been impacted.
He was silent for a long time, his face turned red, and finally he couldn't help asking: "How much did your gold master give you?"
The beauty store manager replied seriously: "One thousand and one yuan."