Chapter 3588 This Forensic Doctor Is a Bit Strange (51)

"And I used to eat takeout. That was my first time cooking. Shouldn't you be so moved that you ate it all?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes, pushed him away, and walked to the supermarket, "I want to be touched, but my taste buds and my stomach disagree."

"And do you think I look like someone who will wrong me?"

Like those who are in love, no matter what kind of dark food the other party makes, they foolishly put it in their mouths, and then run to the hospital toilet to swipe the WiFi, they are all stupid.

This is not love, it is nothing to toss yourself, and toss each other by the way.

"Haha, it's not like that." Du Muhan laughed out loud for the first time.

"Isn't that enough?"

"Don't mother-in-law, hurry up and push the cart. It's already past twelve o'clock. You're not hungry, but I'm hungry."

Because it was getting late, the two of them pushed a cart and picked vegetables, and soon bought the ingredients and went home.

"I'm coming, be careful to scratch you." When Su Qiao rolled up his sleeves and was about to cut vegetables, Du Muhan picked up the kitchen knife first.

Su Qiao glanced at his left hand, which was still wrapped in gauze: "You, the one who scratched your own hand, have the qualifications to persuade others?"

"Because I suffered a loss on this one, I was more cautious and would not make the same mistake." Du Muhan took it for granted and began to cut the cucumber.

"You can just stand on the side and command, so as not to let the oil get scalded."

Su Qiao: "..."

"Aren't you afraid of being scalded by the oil? Don't you value your hands?" I remember when I scratched my hands in the autopsy room, it looked like the sky was about to fall, and I couldn't even stop the bleeding.

Du Muhan didn't lift his head, and concentrated on chopping vegetables: "I'm very careful, I won't."

Su Qiao was speechless.

Then she was not careful? Was she careless?

It took two hours to cook a meal, Su Qiao's patience was almost worn out, but fortunately, the final dish was finally full of color and flavor.

"I made it myself, doesn't it taste good? Does it feel special?"

"What's the difference?" Du Muhan didn't feel anything special.

"It's not as good as what you made last time."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him: "Then you won't let me start?"

If she did it by herself, it would be over in thirty or forty minutes. Would it take two hours?

Du Muhan hurriedly took a piece of fish and put it in her bowl: "It's okay if the rice is unpalatable, but you have to protect your hands. I can't stand watching it become imperfect."

Su Qiao didn't expect that this guy was still thinking about her hand: "No matter how good it is, it's mine."

Du Muhan stuffed a bone for Xiao Wang, who was circling around the table, and said calmly, "Well, it's yours, but I can take a look at it. It's not illegal, right?"

Su Qiao was heartbroken.

What will she do when she encounters a guy who doesn't love her but only likes her hands?

I don't want to mention these bad things anymore.

"By the way, what do you think the identity of the headless female corpse would be? Who was it killed by?"

"I don't make guesses, just look at the evidence." Du Muhan put a chopstick of green vegetables into her bowl: "You should also eat green vegetables, which are nutritionally balanced.

Su Qiao doesn't like green vegetables very much, but she still put it in her mouth, "Then we are really opposite."

Du Muhan didn't think it was anything.

"The nature of your work is different."

Psychological profiler is to delineate the criminal mentality of the criminal through the analysis of the modus operandi, scene layout, criminal characteristics, etc., so as to further his race, gender, age, occupational background, appearance characteristics, personality characteristics and even the next action. Wait to make predictions.