The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Two Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Fifty-Four)

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driver:"……"

He got angry and patted the steering wheel.

"It's only one thousand?? It's still zero?!" The driver was shocked, "This is too stingy! Take care of you?? No, I'll tell you. You look like you! I think you can find a gold owner. At least a four-digit starting price, right? This is too much of a loss!”

One more dollar?

Who is this to humiliate!

The driver's impression of the so-called gold master in the young man's mouth dropped to freezing point in an instant, and he made a big fork.

He felt that maybe it was the first time that this young man was inexperienced in foster care, so he was easily coaxed. It's definitely worth more than that!"

"My lord's family doesn't seem to be very good. I have to save her some time." Wei Ran said casually. He half-drooped his thin eyelids and swiped lazily with his fingertips on the phone screen, looking at the unanswered messages on it. He tapped on the page, and the light and shadow fell on his eyebrows, as beautiful as a demagogic demon.

The driver was stunned and didn't know what to say. It took a long time for him to say something like squeezing toothpaste: "...Then you're quite, kind-hearted."

This young man really has the spirit of self-denial!

"It's okay." Wei Ran took it seriously and said slowly, "It's normal."

"..."

The night was dark and full of traffic.

The two cars always kept a certain distance, not far or near.

The scenery outside the car window kept receding and blurring, like an endless line.

Wei Ran's eyes have always been interested in staring at the following car reflected in the rear mirror of the car.

The driver drove the car to a nearby bar and stopped, and finally persuaded the young man when he got off the bus: "I feel that you are just as good looking... Even if you are not cared for, you can join the entertainment industry."

Wei Ran pulled her lips, smiled lazily, and said nothing.

He slammed the car door and glanced at the bar in front of him. The neon flashing light and shadow fell on the light brown eyes of the young man, and he was swallowed in an instant. When he saw the taxi behind him, he also stopped, Wei Ran curled his lips, and his long legs moved towards Taking a step forward, he walked quickly into the bar.

Behind,

The driver stopped the car tremblingly and took a hard look forward, only to see the tall and slender back, dressed in an elegant and noble manner.

return……

pretty.

Not like a criminal.

The driver scratched his head,

Are the demands of criminals so high now?

The driver looked at Dianbai who got off the car worriedly: "Forensic doctor,

You must be careful! Don't get hurt when you catch someone! "

"..."

He closed the door with a blank face.

bar,

It has always been synonymous with drunken fans.

Mixed fish and dragons, blurred light.

When Dianbai walked in, the first thing he heard was a deafening carnival. The colorful lights and shadows circulated dimly and ambiguous, shrouding the interior of the bar, rendering everything a little blurry.

The forensic doctor stood there and looked at the surroundings coldly. The delicate eyebrows and eyes outlined the indifference that strangers should not enter in the dim light. The temperament of the ice and snow abstinence was incompatible with the bar.

The bar was chaotic and noisy, and it was almost impossible to find anyone.

The music flowing in my ears did not know when I changed to a rock music, showing a unique sense of rhythm, easily driving the audience.

Ranbai asked for a glass of whisky from the bar and leaned against the bar.

on the stage of the bar,

The resident singer is wearing a sweater and trousers, dressed in dark colors, young and wanton clean, half-holding an electric guitar with an indescribable arrogance, seemingly noble, but contradictory and arrogant, with a faint arrogance.

He stood lazily and casually in front of the microphone, tall and tall, blurred and dim light mottled on the young man, his eyebrows and eyes were bewitched like a demon in a painting, and his thin lips sang the lyrics in a low voice.

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The slender fingers with clear knuckles pressed on the guitar, and the diamond ring on the tail finger was silent and seductive, and the color was cold and dazzling.

He seemed to be totally absorbed in it, and no one paid much attention.

Dianbai leaned against the bar with her back and held a glass of whisky in her hand. She listened to the music with no emotion, and her fingertips paused. She slowly narrowed her eyes and looked at the young resident singer on the stage.

Across the vast sea of ​​people, noisy and noisy.

The man was in the colorful and changing light, and he couldn't see the real eyebrows, but smiled at the forensic doctor.

The curvature of the thin lips is like a peach blossom in the most gorgeous moment.

Faintly ambiguous and bewitching.

The forensic doctor didn't look at all, and clenched the wine glass in his hand.

After a song ends.

The young and slender resident singer quietly stepped off the stage and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant, like a fish in water, unpredictable.

He seemed to be in a foggy city, no matter how close he was, there was always a layer of mist that could not be seen and felt, but he seemed to be at the other end of the abyss.

After that song ended, Ranbai drank the whiskey, put down the glass, and chased in the direction of the singer.

In the chaotic and blurred bar, there is still a hustle and bustle everywhere.

no one will notice,

The two figures.

One after the other,

shuttle through it.

The hem of the clothes is flying like the wind.

until the end of the bar hallway.

Empty.

Ranbai pressed his eyebrows slightly, suppressing the dizzy drunkenness.

Whiskey is a bit strong.

The 'resident singer' who only sang a song in the bar disappeared mysteriously without a trace.

But the dim light came down,

Dianbai saw an exquisite and beautiful gift box that was placed on the ground not far away.

A bouquet of blood red roses.

Lie quietly in it.

Mysterious and brilliant.

Ranbai took a few steps forward and casually picked up the gift box.

It is printed with identical gold-encrusted letters.

surprise

Ah.

surprise?

It looks like everything is exactly the same, and history repeats itself again.

only,

This time there was one more note.

There are a few lines of words written on it, and from the font, you can see the sharp and lazy appearance of the owner.

"I know you want to see me.

It's a pity it's not time yet.

However, how can we let us detective adults disappointed.

See you tomorrow night.

I am looking forward.

baby. "

Two numbers are engraved on the lower right, as if someone casually scratched it with the tip of a cold knife.

【01.】

The color of the dyed white eyes was slightly dark, and the fingertips gently brushed the rose petals, the temperature was cold to the bones.

She remembered Xu Zelin's description of 01.

seven years.

Countless crimes, murders.

There are no rules to speak of, no grudges to be found.

It's all about mood.

…

In a box at the bar.

The sound of music flowed in it, and the dim light fell down.

The box is so big that there are about twenty or thirty people there.

There are not a few people playing cards, billiards, darts and other entertainment items, and the atmosphere is lively.

"Youyou, it's so boring for you to sit here." A girl wearing a leather jacket and trousers, showing a small waist, grinned and walked to the cleanest and quietest place on the sofa, wrapped her arms around the girl's slender shoulders, and muttered softly. : "Let's go together."