The forensic wife is very nice to me

The enlarged photo was taken at the suspect's home. It is a wall next to the bed. There are many debris piled up on the ground. There is nothing suspicious on the surface.

But if you look closely, you will find that the paint color on one of the walls is different from other places.

There is obviously no gloomy surroundings, and there are no traces of water leakage accumulated over the years, but it seems that it has just been renovated not long ago.

Relying on the intuition of a woman and a forensic doctor, Qiu Lan felt a faint uneasiness in her heart.

There must be something wrong here!

She put down the computer on her lap and dialed Xu Chengyan's hand.

After a few beeps, the phone was connected, "Hello, Doctor Qiu, what can you do?"

"Officer Xu, can you see the pictures of A23 now? I always feel a little strange." Qiu Lan pursed her red lips and told him her doubts.

"Okay, you wait for me."

After finishing the sentence, there was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, "Doctor Qiu, this photo was taken by the forensics department at the suspect's home last night. Is there any problem?"

"Hmm." Qiu Lan frowned thoughtfully and nodded slightly, "Officer Xu, zoom in on the lower left corner and look at the wall."

"According to the data, the house Huang Weisheng lived in was built 14 years ago. It is an old house. The paint on the wall will definitely be worn and damaged. It is normal to have dark colors and water pollution, but one of them is too It’s new, like it’s been repainted in recent years.” Qiu Lan glanced coldly at the photos on the computer screen, analyzing them methodically.

"You're right, this place is indeed very new, and the color is obviously different." Xu Chengyan zoomed in on the details, and nodded in agreement.

"The area to be repainted is less than one square meter. If it is ordinary wear and tear, it can be covered simply. Under what circumstances would it need to be repainted?" The more she thought about it, the more puzzled Qiu Lan became. Very heavy.

"I suspect that Huang Weisheng is trying to cover up something, probably the whereabouts of the corpse, or even the corpse."

With the final word, the secrets on the wall became more and more bizarre.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chengyan immediately arranged for people to go to the home of the murderer Huang Weisheng to confirm the specific situation on the wall.

In the apartment in Qingshui Bay, Qiu Lan turned off the computer, stretched her arms tiredly, and lay on the soft belly of the big golden retriever, her eyes were closed tightly, and the brow between her forehead trembled slightly.

What happened yesterday was too thrilling, and she still has lingering fears.

Suddenly, a man's figure appeared in front of Qiu Lan's eyes.

It's Li Shanghan!

How could you think of him?
Inadvertently, a cloud of light blush climbed onto her fair cheeks, making the already fair and tender skin even more rosy and charming.

"Li Shanghan." Qiu Lan murmured softly involuntarily, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a faint smile hung on her face.

I have to admit that Li Shanghan has helped her many times during this time.

The knife wound in the abandoned factory, the boat on Reed Lake, and the drugs that almost killed her this time.

All these dangers were blocked by Li Shanghan for her.

By the way, there was that time three years ago.

Although they had an indescribable relationship, in the final analysis, he was the one who saved her. If he was not the person in the room that night, if he pushed her out, then she really fell into Qiuyan's trap. It might not be possible to turn over again.

He seemed to be someone who was destined to appear in her life.

Complicated and ignorant thoughts swirled in Qiu Lan's mind, and unconsciously, she fell asleep while lying on the sofa.

When I woke up again, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The room was as quiet as before, the men's leather shoes at the door were still placed there steadily, and the door of the second bedroom was still tightly closed.

It has been almost twelve hours since four o'clock last night, has Li Shanghan not woken up yet?

A trace of doubt slipped across Qiu Lan's eyes, she pursed her red lips and frowned slightly.

Li Shanghan has never been a person who sleeps late. Although he slept late last night, he still hasn't woken up yet.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the hour hand on the wall, her eyes full of worry.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked to the door of Li Shanghan's room, slightly bent her fingers, and knocked lightly on the door, "Are you awake?"

After speaking, Qiu Lan held her breath and waited for a few seconds, but only the cold air responded to her.

How is this going?

She knocked on the door again and asked softly, but there was still only silence and quiet.

Worries and doubts coiled in her heart, gently tugging at her heartstrings.

In desperation, she could only open the door and tiptoe into the room.

A burst of rapid breathing continued in the room, Qiu Lan walked to the bed, Li Shanghan was lying on the bed, his cheeks were flushed, his brows were tightly knitted, and he looked uncomfortable.

Is he sick?
Qiu Lan frowned, and reached out to check the temperature of his forehead.

"I have a fever." She lowered her eyes, turned around and went to the living room to find a thermometer and fever-reducing stickers.

Five minutes later, Qiu Lan carefully took out the mercury thermometer from Li Shanghan's armpit, looked at the scale on it, "5 degrees nine, the fever is not low."

"What should I do?" Qiu Lan put down the things in her hands, and looked at the person on the bed worriedly, "There is no fever-reducing medicine in the apartment, if the fever continues like this, it won't work, I'd better call the hospital."

She sighed softly and glanced sideways at the phone on the table.

Just as she was about to go to get the phone, a fiery hand grabbed her wrist tightly, "Don't go to the hospital, I'm fine."

The deep voice is slightly hoarse.

"No, no, you have a fever, you need to treat it as soon as possible, or you will damage your brain." Qiu Lan patted his tightly clenched hands lightly, her soft voice was full of concern.

"I can't say it." Li Shanghan frowned, with a stubborn expression on his face, "I'll just rest for a while, and leave me alone."

"Stubborn cow." Qiu Lan bit her red lips and murmured, "Okay, I don't care about you, wait for you to burn here, it won't take long for it to burn out, it's just right, I don't have to act with you anymore .”

After speaking, she broke free from Li Shanghan's hand, turned and left the room.

Li Shanghan, who was weak all over, slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the back of her leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little lost, and the lines of his face became more cold and hard.

Is she in a hurry to get rid of him and be with Xu Chengyan?

A burst of sadness welled up in Li Shanghan's heart, he clenched his fists tightly, and his lips pressed into a straight line.

But how could Qiulan ignore him?

She just knows that Li Shanghan has a stubborn temper, and she still cares about her Xu Chengyan, so it's useless for her to say anything now, and he won't listen.

She had no choice but to think about physically cooling him down.

Qiu Lan took off his clean towel in the bathroom, took a basin of cold water, and added a lot of ice cubes to the water, and finally returned to the bedroom with these things.

"Why are you coming back? Aren't you going to find your sweetheart after I'm gone?" Li Shang coldly glanced at the people around him, his thin lips moved slightly.