The 3381st Chapter Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Sixty-Three)
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Wei Ran's voice was lazy and dull, almost soothing the eardrums.
Because of the kiss just now, the young man's brows are full of spring, the long eyelashes are drooping and the arc is attractive, the end of his eyes is red, the light brown eyes are still shimmering with broken light, and the light-colored eyes seem to be wet and misty. Naturally affectionate, but at this moment with affection, a flower color is hazy in it.
Under the straight and high bridge of the nose, the thin lips are dark red to the extreme, with a sparkling water color, as if smeared with the most brilliant rouge in the world, the lust that has not faded, if there is no dazzling confusion in such beauty Rising out, like a demon that confuses people.
Ranbai's eyes darkened a little, but he didn't answer.
Seeing that Ranbai didn't speak, Wei Ran didn't care, or he didn't want to wait for the forensic doctor's answer. Aristocratic calm and unhurried, the aura is still very strong, there is a faint sense of oppression that makes people dare not look directly.
Wei Ran lowered his eyes, stared at his hand bound by the tie for two seconds, and then laughed casually: "Don't say it, the beauty trick works quite well for me."
He raised his eyes slightly, half-squinted at Ranbai, and the moonlight fell on his handsome side face, flickering brightly and dimly, outlining a three-dimensional and deep outline, only listening to his talkative opening, it seemed like a smile, but it seemed real. Fake: "Lord Forensic Doctor use it again, and my life is given."
"It's about the same." Ranbai didn't care what Weiran said, she said coldly, took a few steps forward, and approached step by step.
In the end, he put one hand on the murderer's side, almost half-pressing him.
Wei Ran calmly looked at her with a light smile.
The ice-cold blade touched the skin, and Wei Ran couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, and the physical reaction trembled slightly.
The small and cold scalpel gently lifted the murderer's jaw, causing the murderer to raise his eyes slightly. The lines stretched from the lower jaw to the neck were slender, thin, and faintly seductive. His thin lips were half-curved, like a smile but not a smile, which seemed strangely depressed. A certain exhilaration and morbid pleasure.
"Sir, you have run so many times, don't you plan to run again?" Ranbai's tone remained flat and calm.
This was the first time in Wei Ran's life that he was under such restraint, but he didn't even have the will to resist. The slight trembling and icy horror brought by the blade touching his skin could never be imagined.
This time, it slid across the murderer's jaw, and fell on the neck along the line. The blade is close to the fragile blue blood vessel at zero distance. As long as a little force is used, a slender blood thread will be pulled out, and the blood will meander out. , Dyeing Bai's movements were casual, and he gestured slightly at his neck, as if he was weighing something.
The blade hanging from the neck that could fall at any time, not only did not make Wei Ran feel jealous and fearful, but the cold touch made his heartbeat become strangely slow, and the sound became more and more slow, and he was suppressed in the height of mental tension. With extreme excitement and calmness, he answered in a leisurely manner, and was light and lazy when he paused, so that he gave a faint provocation: "I don't want to run.
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"Stab!" A sound, the sound of the white silk shirt being slashed by the tip of the knife is subtle and can't be ignored, it seems more and more dangerous in the silent and condensed atmosphere, accompanied by the sound of the cloth shattering. Voice: "What does that gentleman want to do."
"I want to do it." Wei Ran's eyes were filled with affection, his light-colored eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of fog, slowly setting off a cold abyss, he stared at her blatantly, frivolous and presumptuous, with a melodious and pleasant tone People entangled in it, drowned in the deep sea, and dragged it deliberately. The place where it stopped gave the illusion of arrogance and ambiguity, and finally spit out a syllable: "You."
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"01." The forensic doctor gave a cold sneer, a bit sarcastic. Her voice was very light, with a faint sense of ridicule. After a pause, she calmly said again: "Weiran."
Wei Ran never thought about disguising when the forensic doctor came to be invited several times to hunt down, and he didn't mind revealing his identity. I guessed it."
"Baby is so smart." His tone gave people a very romantic illusion, the elegance of a gentleman, and the bewitchment of a devil, whispering like a lover.
"boom--"
softly,
The mask fell to the ground.
The gentle and handsome face is completely displayed in the line of sight, and the brushstrokes are as gentle as jade, like the most perfect artwork in the world.
Ranbai looked at that delicate and cold-white face lightly, and had already thought of it, not surprised.
And at this moment,
A sudden knock on the door broke the condensed and strange dead silence in the dissection room.
The white dyeing movement stopped, she turned her eyes and glanced at the direction of the door.
The anatomy room didn't even lock the door. With just a slight push, someone could come in, and then directly see the messy and ambiguous picture on the operating table.
Wei Ran raised the corners of his lips lazily and playfully. He didn't say anything, and didn't mind. He squinted at the forensic doctor beside him with a slight pause, and suddenly leaned down. His thin, sweet lips opened slightly and turned slightly to the side. Face, biting the silvery scalpel in an instant, the snow-white tip of the tooth touched it lightly, held it in the mouth, and with a little force, it was easily taken away from the forensic doctor.
"Forensic Doctor Song?" Fortunately, the person outside the door did not come in directly, but knocked on the door and asked.
Ranbai's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a bit of coldness, and he didn't speak. After noticing Weiran's actions, he gave Weiran a cold glance.
The young store manager smiled, Sven Wen, his hands tied by the black tie slightly raised, suddenly grabbed the hem of a forensic doctor's white coat, and then pulled the man into his arms.
Ranbai originally thought Wei Ran wanted to save herself and didn't stop her, but who knew that the murderer didn't seem to have any self-consciousness to break free, and even came to provoke her, accidentally and unpreparedly fell into the youth's arms.
Hearing that there was no sound inside, the person had probably left, and Xu Zelin muttered in a low voice, "Why did you forget to lock the door."
With that said, Xu Zelin went directly to the door of the autopsy room and locked it, then turned and left.
Wei Ran murmured, half hugging the person lazily, and resting her delicate chin directly on the forensic doctor's shoulder.
"The store manager is free?" Ranbai frowned, his fingers slightly pressed against the young man's fair forehead, pushing him a little further, standing up straight and looking at the young man, his eyes fell on Wei Ran's thin lips with a scalpel in his mouth. Against the silver blade, the blade shone with a cold and cold light, and under the moonlight there was a sense of danger that was forbidden and confusing.
"Open your mouth." The forensic doctor was expressionless.
Wei Ran leaned against her half-supporting her figure, smiled when she heard the words, and opened her lips in cooperation.
Ranbai went to get the scalpel, but the murderer licked his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.
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"I just want to hug." Wei Ran replied loosely, as if it were only natural.