Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3353 Forensic Master, please arrest (38)

   "It's not that you don't want to kill, it's that Qin Ruiqi doesn't want to kill."

  Qin Luoxiang heard the forensic doctor calmly say: "I don't want to, the same is—" After a short pause, the forensic gentleman said: "I can't bear it."

   "Impossible!!" Qin Luoxiang only felt absurd, Qin Ruiqi would not bear Song Miaoyun, how could it be possible? ! It was Song Bai's nonsense at all!

  Ranbai didn’t care about Qin Luoxiang’s rebuttal, but just said: "Your nephew and the daughter of the Song family are not wishful thinking, but happy."

  The forensic doctor asked patiently:

   "Surprise?"

  Maybe this like is too small to be noticeable.

  But Qin Ruiqi will understand sooner or later.

  Qin Luoxiang did not hesitate to abandon himself to keep Qin Ruiqi, on the one hand because Qin Ruiqi is his nephew, on the other hand, he also hopes that Qin Ruiqi can kill Song's daughter for him.

  But Qin Luoxiang would not have thought that what was even more unacceptable was--

  Qin Ruiqi would like Song Miaoyun.

  Qin Luoxiang was in a daze, and couldn't help muttering to himself, and strongly denied: "Impossible...impossible..."

   is ridiculous.

Totally impossible.

  All that should be said have already been said.

  Dyeing white, there is no need to stay and waste time.

   She looked down at the watch clasped on her white wrist. The delicate silver-white watch refracted a cold blue light, projected in her eyes, still as deep as a cold pool.

   "I hope you like this story." She stood up leisurely, with a cold and noble temperament, just like cedar and Dongbaek.

  The voice fell, the forensic doctor was indifferent to his side, turned and left, his back was straight and arrogant, always solemn.

  In the interrogation room,

  Only Qin Luoxiang was left alone, crazy, crazy and insane.

After   Ranbai walked out of the interrogation room, he walked through the cold corridor of the police station and returned to his office.

  She just pushed the door to enter, unexpectedly saw the scene in front of her, and paused for a while.

  In the solemn office with cool colors, the lights are turned on by no one, and the warm light envelopes the room, casting a quiet light and shadow. In the original rigorous and cold office with no trace of human touch, it adds three points of warmth, which is incompatible with the deep cold night outside the window.

  On the clean and tidy desk, a box of desserts is placed in the center of the desk. The exquisite and dreamy packaging is like a beautiful fairy tale, and a few sweetness is faintly filled in the air.

  The forensic doctor squinted his eyes. Facing this unexpected and abnormal scene, there was no mood swing, he walked indifferently and stopped at his desk.

   Her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at the box of desserts.

  W.R. The symbol of fairy tales is in it.

  Ranbai guessed at the first glance who it was from.

  After all, no one has done it except that person.

  She paused, turned and walked out.

  The lights are shining in the office.

   Against the back of the forensic medicine, she is thin but tall.

  At this time, it was late at night. Because of the case, the police station had been working overtime.

  The night wind was rustling, the branches and leaves swayed from side to side in the middle of the night, making a rustling sound, and the dark night filled.

  A tall and tall figure leaned lazily under the tree trunk, and the mottled shadow cast just shrouded him, like a vampire noble who came out of the ancient century.

  A righteous attitude.

The side face lines are clean and distinct, exquisite and cold white, and the long eyelashes drooping arcs are alluring. The thin chains that fall into the gold eye sockets reflect the cold silver luster in the moonlight, which seems to be three-point hazy in the middle of the night. The illusion that people are close at hand but far away.

  Like the wind passing through your fingers, you can't hold it no matter how you grasp it.

  The illusory sense of existence.

Ranbai stood outside the police station, a few steps away from the youth, and stopped.

  The moon was as cold as water, and her eyes were also cold, as if snow was falling on Wei Ran's body in winter.

  The person also noticed her and raised his eyes slowly.

  Under the elegant golden glasses, there are clear light brown eyes. A few strands of cold and bright moonlight are hidden in his eyes, which are beautiful like amber.

  From the first sight of Wei Ran, dyeing white knows that his eyes are very beautiful and attractive.

  It’s a pity that I always have a half-hearted indifference. Even when I talk and laugh, I can’t hide the inherent sense of distance.

  After seeing the dyed white, Wei Ran gently hooked her thin lips with crimson color, and pulled out a faint, lazy smile.

  Ranbai glanced twice, walked over, her tone was calm and pointed: "The manager's news is pretty good."

"It's not worth mentioning." Wei Ran said lazily, he straightened up calmly, Yazheng and abstinence, "but—" the young man smiled, his tone a little bit inexplicable frivolous, "I still want to congratulate us. A forensic expert solves the case."

   Wei Ran's figure was outlined and colored by ink, and it became clearer in Yan Bai's eyes. It was really a god's skin. He laughed in a low voice, "Are you off work?"

"how."

   "Send the forensic master home." Wei Ran said it as it should, without a pause, as if justified, "I have been working hard for the forensic lady these days."

  The shadow of the tree swayed and shrouded the two people in it, and the bright moon was soft and shattered between the eyebrows and eyes of that person.

   Wei Ran accompanied Ranbai to retrieve the box of desserts, and the two walked side by side in the police station.

  Xu Zelin, who was just about to leave, saw the scene like that, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, staring at the slender and precious young man.

How! NS! again! again! again! Yes! he!

  What is the indissoluble bond?

  This time the store manager still followed their team's great forensic doctor and couldn't afford it.

  Xu Zelin twitched.

   Dye Bai took the dessert and locked the office door. As if suddenly remembering something, she asked in a very low voice: "How did you get into the police station?"

  Weiran leaned lazily to the side, Yan Siwen was very indifferent, with a splash of ink, and for a moment he looked like a gentleman in an ancient painting.

After hearing such a question from the forensic doctor, Wei Ran raised his eyebrows and smiled carelessly. His deep eyes were a bit of interest, staring straight at the forensic doctor. He was calm, his voice deliberately suppressed. Going lower, the voice is clear and magnetic, like ritual music played in a church, with a somewhat ambiguous illusion. He only heard him say, "Guess your forensic?"

   "It's not any proper behavior." The forensic doctor turned and walked out, indifferently saying: "Is there anything worth guessing."

   "Don't." Wei Ran chuckled lazily, the ending sound like a small hook, he said without any guilty conscience, and the corners of his lips were still smiling: "I am very law-abiding."

  The forensic doctor ignored him.

Walking out of the police station, the young gentleman opened the co-pilot's door for Yan Bai. The real nobleman turned around and walked towards the driver's seat after seeing the woman entering, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, stepping on his long legs at will, with straight lines and superior lines. , Slightly bends in the car and can't stretch out, but it seems a bit wronged.

   Wei Ran put his fingers on the steering wheel casually, and tapped twice. He held his beautiful jaw, tilted his head slightly to look at the white, stretched his fingers, and said with a smile: "Seat belt."

  (End of this chapter)