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

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"Who's your dad?!" The head of the Wen family was heaving and trembling, "Do you know how much embarrassment you have given to the Wen family this time?"

Wen Heng sat beside him, handsome and dignified, he was making a cup of tea, his demeanor was gentle and elegant.

Indifferent to the scene in front of him.

Wen Chen's thoughts were blank for a few seconds, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Wen Heng! It's Wen Heng!!" He hoarsely said, "Wen Heng designed me!"

Just as Wen Chen shouted out, another stick hit him directly on the back.

Patriarch Wen's heart skipped a beat, and his blue veins burst out, "You are a bastard. You framed and wronged your brother. What is the right way to call your name, what is your etiquette, and how is your upbringing?!"

Wen Heng, who was suddenly named, curled the corners of his lips in an arc that seemed to be true or false. He rubbed the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Wen Chen with a smile that was not a smile, not in a hurry.

Wen Chen snorted, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't.

Not to mention that he doesn't have any proof, if he does reveal it.

The main reason for the Wen family was to know that he dared to drug the eldest Miss Bai family, and I'm afraid he would really be finished.

Wen Chen is really dumb to eat durian now, and he can't tell the bitterness.

Can't say or can't say.

"I'll tell you what you want in private, but don't put these unspeakable things in the public eye." Wen family knows that Wen Chen is a bastard, but he didn't expect him to be so absurd.

Wen Chen was humiliated, bowed his head and gritted his teeth and said yes.

Patriarch Wen took a deep breath and turned to look at Wen Heng.

"Heng'er, you need to deal with this matter. I think you need to suppress the hot search and not leave any traces."

The shame of the family cannot be made public, let alone such a shameful thing.

Wen Heng squinted his eyes, his pupils were dark, he got up and said yes.

The head of Wen's family glared at Wen Chen: "Just stay with me and stay with the Wen family. Don't let me go out during this time, and don't make trouble for me!"

After speaking, he left directly.

Only Wen Heng and Wen Chen were left at the scene.

Wen Chen was hit so hard several times that he almost couldn't get up. He barely stood up.

He stared at Wen Heng with split eyes.

"is that you."

"Brother Wen Chen, what are you talking about?" Wen Heng replied lightly without looking at him.

"Wen Heng!" Wen Chen roared, "How could you do this?!"

Wen Chen didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with Wen Heng.

He used to do a lot of petty tricks behind the scenes at Wen's house, and he didn't believe that Wen Heng would not see it.

Wen Heng definitely wants to get rid of him!

"Speak, tell me the evidence." Wen Heng in a straight suit, deep and restrained, he replied calmly, looking like a gentle and jade-like gentleman.

If Wen Chen had evidence, would he still be talking to Wen Heng here!

But every time Wen Heng's methods were clean and ruthless, Wen Chen couldn't grasp the handle at all!

The young man meant something, and said very gently: "Be careful in the future."

He nodded slightly to Wen Chen and left.

the next day,

It was foggy in the morning, the sky was dimly lit, and the whole A was shrouded in a faint white mist, which could not be seen clearly.

Xu Meng is dead.

This was the first call the police department received in the early morning.

The appearance of death was extremely tragic, and he died in the grove of the school.

When the thick fog dissipated, seeing Xu Meng's body really made many people feel horrified and nauseated.

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The girl fell among the fallen leaves, and blood splattered all over the ground, dyeing the yellow leaves red.

It gives the intuitive sense of blood flowing into rivers.

There were large and small wounds on her body, and it seemed that there were no less than twenty wounds.

All are stab wounds.

It can be seen how cruel the murderer killed him.

Even Xu Zelin couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach, frowning.

The forensic doctor stood there, looking down at the corpse.

He looked domineering the day before, but today he turned into a cold corpse.

Just as Yanbai was looking at the corpse, a clean and refreshing fragrance approached behind him, lingering in the air, dispelling the original bloody smell, and it was like a cedar with a hint of coldness. , but it smells very good.

Especially in a scene like this.

The man stood behind her, tall and tall, with a sense of oppression that belonged to another person, and chuckled: "Our forensic lord is here again."

Dyeing white is coldly ignored.

"Isn't it?" Wei Ran put one hand on the forensic doctor's shoulders in full view, and he smiled lazily: "I only took care of my brother yesterday, and today a certain gold owner will not accept the account?"

Nursing him?

Only Wei Ran can say such words.

The forensic doctor gave a cold snort, his face expressionless: "The store manager should be less selfish."

The young professor was gentle and abstinent, and when he heard Ranbai's words, he raised his eyebrows, and the thin silver-white chain lowered slightly with his lower eyes, and calmly said in Ranbai's ear: "Is it my self-indulgent love, or the gold master? Do you want to give up forever, my lord?"

"Huh?" He picked it up slightly at the end of his voice, not a very deliberate move, but it was Yaozhi that made people feel bewitched.

Dyeing white: "..."

"Professor really dares to say anything." She pulled her lips, sternly and coldly: "Aren't you afraid of what others will think?"

"There's no way." Wei Ran said casually, "I just ask the gold master to be responsible now."

The distance between the two is very close. The young man is standing behind the woman, and his slender fingers are still gently on her shoulders. From a distance, it looks like he is half-embracing the person in his arms, vaguely clear and ambiguous.

Others couldn't help but take a few more glances.

In his mind, there were speculations about the relationship between the specially invited professor of University A and the police forensic doctor, which seemed unusual.

The corpse, whose corpse could hardly be seen, was still lying quietly among the fallen leaves, not far from them, Wei Ran was still very leisurely, elegant and in a good mood, teasing people, and even had a little bit on his lips Lazy smile.

"This way of dying..." Wei Ran tilted his head and glanced at the corpse, then withdrew his gaze without interest, "It's a bit ugly."

He was thoughtful and chuckled, like a serious joke: "It's not as good-looking as our gold master."

Who would compare a corpse to a living person.

Ranbai said, "I think she looks better than you."

The beautiful professor Sven pushed the gold wire frame, and lightly tapped the forensic doctor's shoulder with his cold white fingertips. He slowly moved along the beautiful shoulder line to the side of her neck, and rubbed the delicate skin on the forensic doctor's collar. , the temperature is a little cold, the rose-colored thin lips are light, a little loose: "Are you sure you won't reconsider?"

"Or..." Wei Ran's fingertips brushed her neckline, lingering in the dark blue blood vessels, her breath was elegant, but her movements were somewhat ambiguous, as if soaking in a pool of sake. Lust, his tone was frivolous, half-smiling: "Lord forensic doctor like this?"

Ranbai held Wei Ran's wrist unceremoniously: "It's better than yours."