The forensic wife is very nice to me

The dilapidated wooden door was gently opened, and a woman in white plain clothes stood in front of the door holding a crying boy, her deep eye sockets were full of tiredness, and her frowning brows looked depressed.

"Officer Xu, Forensic Doctor Qiu, and Lawyer Li, why are you here?" She raised her eyes and glanced at the person in front of her suspiciously, her voice hoarse.

"Hurry up, come in and talk about it." She held the child in one hand, and hastily opened the zipper of the anti-theft door with the other hand, "I'm sorry, the house is too messy, and I haven't had time to clean it up recently. I'm really sorry."

The three people at the door paced into the hut, the heavy curtains facing south blocked the light outside, and the whole hut only had the dim light reflected by the light bulb on the ceiling.

Standing in the middle of the small living room, Qiu Lan glanced around, feeling sad.

The situation here seems to be worse than the last time she came to ask about the case.

A pile of dirty clothes was piled up on the tan sofa, and there were three buckets of leftover instant noodle boxes on the coffee table, one of which was freshly soaked and still steaming. This should be Ms. Chen's face today. for lunch.

"Doctor Qiu, I'm really sorry. I've been working outside all this time, so I don't have time to take care of the house, so it's a little messy." Ms. Chen frowned tightly, and pursed her lips lightly.

At this moment, the woman in her early 30s is as old as a 50-year-old rural lady. The corners of her mouth and brows are always drooping. Sadness, sorrow, and sleepiness are constantly attacking her body.

"Ms. Chen, there is nothing I'm sorry about." Qiu Lan frowned, her red lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, and a trace of sympathy flashed in her eyes, "We all know the situation at home and your difficulties."

She lowered her eyes, and the expression on her face gradually froze.

"Alas." Ms. Chen shook her arms, coaxing the child in her arms, with a vicissitudes on her face, and a few hard tears in her eyes, "It's nothing difficult, the child's father is gone, I don't care No matter what, you have to resist."

"By the way, Dr. Qiu, Attorney Li, the court will hear the case tomorrow. Do you have any questions about the case today?" She bit her dry and pale lips lightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"No, the case went well. Tomorrow, Attorney Li will seek justice for the child's father and all the victims in court." Qiu Lan glanced sideways at Li Shanghan, her eyes moved slightly.

And he also instantly understood the meaning of the eyes, moved his brows, and moved his thin lips, "Yes, Ms. Chen, don't worry, I have sorted out this matter, and all the evidence is complete. Let all the victims of this incident get the compensation they deserve, and the murderer will also get the punishment he deserves."

Listening to what they said, Ms. Chen froze in place, the tears in her eyes finally couldn't hold back, and mercilessly slid down her vicissitudes of the cheek along the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, the crying child stopped making noise, and looked at her sad tears with a ignorant face. Looking at the mother who was hugging him tightly, he stretched out his little hand and caressed on her cheek. Rubbing, as if trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ms. Chen held the child's white and tender palm, wiped the tears on her face, choked up and said, "Qiu Forensic Doctor, Lawyer Li, and Police Officer Xu, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I, I still don't know what I would do." manage."

The trembling voice was full of helplessness and pain.

"Ms. Chen, don't say that, these things are what we should do." Qiu Lan frowned tightly, and suddenly there was a bitter feeling in her heart.

The mother and son in front of her made her heart ache.

The child lost his father when he was just over one year old. His brain is not yet fully formed, and he has no way to remember anything for a long time. Perhaps after many years, he can only know his father by the pale photo on the wall.

And this woman should have had a happy and happy family, but now everything is ruined, as if her spine was broken, and heavy concrete and steel bars hit her shoulders.

All these sufferings were caused by the Qiu Group, and it was the selfishness of those people that led to the current catastrophe.

Qiu Lan frowned and bit her lips lightly. She couldn't help but think of the harm that the three members of the Qiu family had done to her family. If it wasn't for their selfishness and greed, maybe she would have the happiest family, and wouldn't Will be immersed in hatred all day long.

At this moment, the child next to him suddenly burst into tears, as if feeling the sadness in the dark room.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry." Ms. Chen condensed her tears, patted the child's back, and comforted the child in a low voice.

But the child kept waving his hands and crying.

"I'm sorry, the child may be hungry. I'll make some milk powder for him." Ms. Chen looked up at the people in the room, then turned and walked to a small table by the wall.

She put the child into a cradle next to her, shaking the colorful toys on it, "Son, be good, mommy will make milk powder for you."

"You coax him, I'll make milk powder for you." Qiu Lan looked at her flustered look, her eyebrows moved slightly.

After putting down the satchel on her shoulders, she rolled up her sleeves and walked to the small table, picked up the baby's feeding bottle, and prepared to wash it.

But at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the milk powder can on the table, "Fourth grade milk powder?"

"This milk powder is for three to five-year-old babies, why do you give him this milk powder?" Qiu Lan picked up the milk powder can, carefully looked at the words on it, and a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes.

"It's good to have something to eat." Ms. Chen lowered her eyes, with a helpless expression on her face, "It was delivered by people from the Qiu Group last night. I only have milk powder for him to drink, otherwise he can only follow me and eat with him." Milk and rice soup."

"How can this work?" Qiu Lan stared worriedly at the people beside her, "The child is now in the period of physical development, and only the right milk powder can supplement enough nutrients. Milk and rice soup are not good, and this fourth-stage milk powder is also not good enough. Can not be done."

She bit her red lip, and her already slightly frowning brows seemed to wrinkle even closer.

"Isn't this something sent by the Qiu Group? They're playing on the spot, as long as it's milk powder, will they care about the details?" Li Shanghan walked to Qiu Lan's side with a cold expression, and glanced at the pile in the corner thing.

"Look, those are probably brought by the Qiu Group, and those clothes are only worn by children aged three or four. Can you still expect them to send suitable milk powder?"

Listening to his words, Qiu Lan looked towards the corner of the wall.

Those exquisite and noble gift boxes piled up in a corner of this desolate little home seemed a bit different.

"So reluctant to do good deeds, why bother? These people are too hypocritical." Qiu Lan shook her head helplessly, sighing indifferently in her heart.