The forensic wife is very nice to me

In the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, An Ping sat on a wooden chair and calmed down for a while before calming down. Xu Chengyan asked her many questions about the case in the following time, while Qiu Lan stood next door. The monitoring room has been watching the situation in the interrogation room, observing An Ping's words and deeds.

About an hour later, Anping was taken to the formalities office by Zhigao, a member of the serious crime team. Xu Chengyan walked into the monitoring room with a heavy expression on his face.

"How is it, Dr. Qiu? Did you find anything unusual in her answer just now?"

Qiu Lan slightly frowned, pursed her red lips, and shook her head, "When An Ping said she didn't know Fang Na, the detailed emotions and small muscle groups on her face were normal reactions. From the first reaction she showed at Qiu's house just now, it should be possible to judge that what she said should be true."

"Well, but, could she be acting? She deliberately acted for us to avoid suspicion." Xu Chengyan was still a little worried. After all, the owner of the suitcase was An Ping, which made people have to pay more attention.

"No." Qiu Lan didn't hesitate for a second, and directly denied his doubts.

During those years in the Qiu family, she had already grasped the temperament of the three members of the Qiu family clearly. Although An Ping usually appeared as a high-ranking lady in front of servants and outsiders, she was actually an embroidered woman. It's impossible to have such a strong psychological quality and acting skills to hide all emotions so perfectly.

Peipei, who was standing aside, sighed softly after hearing these words, with a hint of loss in his voice, "Qiu Shiming had been abroad for nearly a month when the deceased died, and An Ping didn't even know Dead man, aren't we back to where we were now? There is no progress."

"That's not true." Qiu Lan pursed her red lips, and the corners of her mouth curved upwards in a charming arc, "That suitcase belongs to An Ping, so at least we have a clue."

She paused, looked around at the people around her, and said calmly, "The suitcase belongs to An Ping. If An Ping is not the murderer, then the murderer must be someone close to An Ping, and he can easily take that luggage." box, and no one will find it yet."

To the point, Xu Chengyan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "Doctor Qiu is right, it seems that our next plan is to investigate the people around An Ping, especially those who are close."

After the words were settled, the members of the serious crime team immediately began to investigate without wasting any time.

At 08:30 in the evening, Qiu Lan sorted out all the case reports, stretched herself, turned off the computer and the lights in the room and left the police station.

She dragged her exhausted body back to the apartment in Clear Water Bay.

At this moment, she didn't feel hungry at all, she just wanted to collapse on the soft bed and fall into a deep sleep.

With a sound of "ding", the door of the apartment was gently opened, and the heart-warming big golden retriever cookie ran to her side excitedly with small steps, humming and chirping coquettishly.

Qiu Lan put down the things in her hands, gently touched the big golden retriever's big face plate, a sweet smile appeared on her face, "Okay, Cookie, I know you miss me, be good."

After the ending, Qiu Lan walked into the apartment, ready to go back to the room to rest, take a shower and go to sleep, but the moment she raised her eyes, a few small dishes on the table caught her eyes.

what is that?
She frowned and walked over suspiciously.

The few small dishes on the table were placed on exquisite British-style plates, full of color and fragrance, which aroused the glutton in her stomach, and the hunger came quietly. Qiu Lan bit her red lips and swallowed the food in her mouth. saliva.

Suddenly, a sizzling sound came from the kitchen, Qiu Lan raised her eyebrows, walked over lightly, stood by the door frame of the kitchen and looked in.

A tall, majestic and heroic figure came into her eyes.

It was Li Shanghan.

So all the dishes on the table were made by him.

Qiu Lan pursed her red lips lightly, her soft eyes fixed on the back.

During this time, she seldom met Li Shanghan, why did he suddenly come back to cook?

A small question mark got into Qiu Lan's head.

Just when she was puzzled, Li Shanghan in the kitchen seemed to feel the sight from behind, turned around and glanced, his eyes just collided with Qiu Lan's.

"You're back?"

A deep and magnetic voice lingered in Qiu Lan's ears, she nodded and replied softly, "Yes."

"The food will be ready soon, go take a shower and change your clothes, and you can eat when you come out." Li Shanghan turned around and turned over the vegetables in the pot, and ordered a sentence naturally.

For some reason, Qiu Lan felt a strange feeling in her heart when she heard these words.

At this moment, they are like old couples who have been married for many years, so everything they say and do is very comfortable and natural.

Qiu Lan looked at the man in front of her with dazed eyes, she didn't even think of rejecting him, but nodded in a strange way, "Okay."

She lowered her eyes, rubbed her fingers, glanced at him a few more times, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

The warm water splashed gently on Qiu Lan's snow-white skin, and slowly slid down along the texture. Qiu Lan closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, and let the water droplets kiss her cheeks.

After waiting for the waves of water to wash away her exhaustion, she opened her eyes, filled her whole body with the shower gel full of cherry blossom scent, and then washed it off with warm water, but the faint refreshing fragrance still remained in her body. physically.

After taking a bath, Qiu Lan put on a comfortable pajamas and walked out of the bathroom. A strong smell of food hit her face. She couldn't help but follow the smell. There were five or six meals on the table. The white rice is also served in the rice bowl.

"The time is just right, let's eat." Li Shanghan, who was standing at the table, pursed his thin lips, glanced back at her, and spoke softly.

"En." Qiu Lan nodded, put down the towel for wiping her hair, and walked over.

Corn ribs health soup, abalone in sauce, broccoli shrimp, this plate of small dishes is comparable to a seven-star hotel.

Qiu Lan, who was standing by the side of the dining table, was fascinated.

She never knew that Li Shanghan had such superb cooking skills.

Suddenly, she thought of the meal she cooked for him before.

The delicious food he once said was probably just some thin noodles for her. After all, the dishes she cooked were completely different from the dishes on the table now.

"What are you doing standing up? Sit down and eat. It will be hot later when it gets cold." Li Shanghan picked up a clean empty bowl, filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Qiu Lan. "This soup is quite nourishing. Have a drink."

His tenderness made Qiu Lan unable to resist, and she lost all defenses in her heart. She pursed her red lips and nodded, holding the soup bowl with both hands, and took a sip.

The fragrant breath came to her nostrils, and she drank it sip by sip, and the soup bowl bottomed out after a few sips.