The Third Thousand Three Hundred and Eighty-Four Chapters Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Sixty-Six)
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She parked the car and walked into the villa with someone.
Song Miaoyun hasn't come back yet, and it is estimated that he has been hanging out with Qin Ruiqi.
There is a separate basement in the villa, which is fully equipped.
It is not convenient to put Wei Ran in the guest room, especially Song Miaoyun.
So dyeing white directly took people to the basement.
She turned on the light, and the pale white light filled the room with a bit of coldness.
Usually, this basement is used to study mannequins and other things, and there are dangerous instruments such as scalpels, which seem to be a little scary.
The forensic doctor raised his chin slightly and said in a flat tone, "please the store manager stay here for now."
Wei Ran raised his eyebrows slowly, leaned against the door lazily, and said in an unpredictable tone: "Lord Forensic Doctor, is this... illegal detention?"
Ranbai pointed at the young man, "You are outside the law."
She put away her things, glanced at the young man who was leaning against her casually, and slipped on his handcuffs.
The handcuffs were really inconvenient, so Dye Bai pondered it, and then found something.
"..."
"Miss detective is quite ready." Wei Ran licked his lower lip and smiled: "Specially prepared for brother?"
Dye Bai threw the silver-white chain-like anklet aside, "It can only be used on you, and the store manager can understand it."
"Can that brother be understood as..." Wei Ran stared at her, his light-colored eyes were naturally affectionate, and his light-colored eyes flashed a bit of confusing light. The adults thought early in the morning, imprison me."
Ranbai glanced at him quietly, took a few steps forward, pushed the person onto the bed next to him indifferently, held his ankle coldly and neatly, and buckled the anklet on the exposed ankle of the young man, his complexion was lingering white. , The appearance of wearing an anklet is inexplicably attractive.
The cold touch felt like a sharp snow, Wei Ran narrowed his eyes, half-drooping his thin eyelids, looking at the cold forensic doctor who was leaning over and half-kneeling, his eyes seemed to suppress a dark color, faintly dyed red.
The anklet was fastened to Wei Ran's ankle, while the other was fastened to a corner of the basement, just long enough to move freely in the basement.
After putting it on, the forensic doctor stood up calmly, lowered his eyes and looked at the slender figure who was half-sitting lazily on the bed, "During this time, please calm down sir."
"Miss detective sees that I still have room to be restless?" Wei Ran raised an eyebrow and asked back.
Ranbai glanced at him, took out the key, untied the handcuffs that bound Wei Ran's hands, and threw it into a drawer beside him.
The wrist was buckled for such a long time, it was a little stiff, and there was a slight tingling in the red area, Wei Ran turned his wrist at will,
Looking up at Dianbai, he jokingly said, "I said the gold master, you hurt my brother."
"It can be a little more painful." Ranbai stretched out her hand, and her long pale fingers clasped the young man's red wrist, she slowly closed, the carpal bones under the fingertips were cold and delicate.
His wrist was caught, he smiled, his fair chin was slightly raised, the arc was clear and beautiful, "Brother's hands are valuable. In case of injury, who will make dessert for the gold master?"
The forensic doctor clasped his wrist and did not let go of his hand, but with a mediocre strength, he only asked one sentence: "Why do I have to ask you to do it."
"Could it be that the gold lord still wants to find someone else." Wei Ran's lips curled up, his long eyelashes half-obscured the dark and deep eyes, his tone was lazy and light, faintly suppressing the indescribable danger: "Brother still not enough?"
He was slow and timid: "Brother is okay too, it should be able to satisfy the sponsor."
Obviously it was a normal conversation, but Shengsheng was brought out a bit ambiguous by him.
Ranbai's hand pressed hard on the reddened area of Wei Ran's wrist, which was painful to the touch.
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Wei Ran lowered his voice, his expression remained unchanged, and the smile on his lips remained: "Do our forensic doctors know what Lianxiangxiyu is?"
"Just you?" Ranbai almost laughed at this absurd remark.
"Why are you attacking your elder brother personally?" Wei Ran lazily sighed, his tone was not serious, and he smiled casually: "Brother is a bit fragile and can't stand the toss, so the gold master has to be gentle."
"..."
"ill."
After the forensic doctor coldly spit out two words, he loosened his strength, shook off the young man's wrist, turned and left, and closed the door with a "bang".
Wei Ran stared at the back of the forensic doctor leaving, and was silent for a while, her fair fingers were slightly bent against the corners of her lips, and she smiled.
Also a bit hilarious.
cute.
Wei Ran took off his thin black trench coat slowly, and unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of his shirt casually, revealing his collarbone. There was a clear, crisp sound, and there was a secret and forbidden desire in the silent basement.
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three days.
The case of Xu Meng's death is solved.
The results of the fingerprint comparison have come out, and the police station has also found sufficient evidence. Prove that the murderer is Zhao Ying.
That soft and cowardly introverted girl.
that day,
Xu Zelin brought the police officers to arrest the murderer, but he did not expect it.
Before they arrived, Zhao Ying climbed to the roof of the teaching building by herself.
sixth floor.
As long as Dali knew Zhao Ying, no one would have thought that the girl who usually seemed gentle and gentle turned out to be the murderer who brutally killed Xu Meng, and stabbed twenty-four times. Such a tragic death and the warmth of the girl His brows and eyes were linked together, and he couldn't believe it.
After seeing that the murderer was going to jump off the building, a group of people surrounded the teaching building.
Xu Zelin asked the police officer and teacher to stabilize Zhao Ying below, and climbed up to the sixth floor by himself, approaching Zhao Ying cautiously.
When Zhao Ying saw Xu Zelin coming up, he screamed sharply, and stepped back several steps in panic and resistance: "Don't come here!"
The girl was wearing a flamboyant and gorgeous red skirt, which made her slender and thin. She was standing on the edge of the roof, and she could fall directly from the roof of the teaching building just a step away.
Xu Zelin frowned fiercely, "Calm down first."
"I'm very calm." Zhao Ying bent her eyebrows and smiled softly, but took a step back to the edge of the rooftop again, her tone was soft and soft: "I've always been calm, but why do people always take me crazy."
When the dyed white came up, Zhao Ying had already retreated to the last step on the rooftop.
The girl wore the most colorful clothes, painted the most delicate makeup, smiled the most gentle, but she was so thin and fragile that she would disappear into this world at any time.
When I saw that stern and solitary figure, with clear eyebrows and white clothes, it was like a benchmark, as clean and cold as winter snow.
Zhao Ying's eyebrows curved slightly, showing a satisfied smile, she whispered, "Song Forensic Doctor."
Ranbai stood not far from Zhao Ying, and the peach blossom eyes were frozen in the cold pool.
Zhao Ying knew that the moment she killed her, such a day would come sooner or later.
She has no regrets.
If she was asked to choose again, she would still do it.
She really... hates it.