Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3362 Forensic Sir, please arrest (47)

  The forensic doctor's tone is flat: "Go."

  Wei Ran lazily leaned against the tree trunk, looked at the forensic doctor standing in front of him, smiled, and said unhurriedly: "Master forensic doctor...is not willing to be responsible?"

   "With me." Ranbai's tone was calm and indifferent. It was only then that she was cold and arrogant from the sense of distance that strangers shouldn't be close, as if justified: "You have no room to suffer."

  The forensic doctor said nonchalantly: “We will talk about other things until the case is over.”

   Wei Ran stared at her inexplicably for two seconds, with some meaningful danger, as if she was brewing a deep and dark mood, and finally curled her lips, lazily: "Okay."

  He responded, and in front of his white face, the tip of his tongue licked the corners of the thin lips that the forensic doctor had just pressed, and the lustrous and lustrous color appeared, and he was very clean and joking: "I'm waiting for the forensic master..."

"Responsible." Wei Ran stared at Yen Bai straightforwardly and aggressively, taking another meal slowly, and lingering from her thin lips, a little more low and ambiguous, like moonlight stroking Ewha and sake drunk. Heartstrings.

  The forensic doctor did not change his expression, turned and left.

  But in the next second, someone's wrist was suddenly clasped, and the young man behind him slowly straightened up, and in that position, he enveloped the person from behind.

  Weiran's fingertips rubbed the delicate skin of the white-stained wrist, dashing through the fragile blood vessels intentionally or unintentionally, acting frivolously and bewitchingly.

With the other hand lying on the thin shoulders of the forensic doctor, the tall and straight figure leaned over slightly, and the oppressive feeling that belonged to another person was enveloped, lingering with the clean and cold fragrance, which is not annoying, but faint. It means sinking.

  A soft kiss landed on the back of the white-dyed neck, and the cool and soft touch was fleeting in the neck, which seemed gentle and bewitching, very aggressive.

Wei Ran lowered her eyes, staring deep at the thin forensic neckline, and the extended arc was hidden under the thin snow-white shirt, propped up the beautiful back line, and with the breath, it rises and falls slightly, and you can look forward from the shirt. A looming collarbone can be seen on the neckline, with a slender and delicate curve.

He chuckled lightly, and his fingertips were drawn along the back of the neck, and pressed against the straight line of the back, which was dyed white and straight, and a strange tingling sensation appeared in the passing place, which made the waist soft. .

"It's not too much to ask for a kiss in advance, right?" Tan Bai turned his back to the young man, so he couldn't see Wei Ran's expression, but could feel the temperature of the kiss and the fingertips of the man after pressing down the line of his back. The trembling, cold and scent sprayed on the back of the forensic doctor's neck, the clear and lazy voice was slightly dumb, the texture was pleasant, and the white dyed only listened to him, and smiled speciously: "As interest."

   Bewitched to death, like a deadly knife.

   When he smiled most tenderly, he silently pointed the tip of the knife at his heart.

  The cold blade is hidden in the 绻, which makes people feel lost and perished.

  The forensic doctor was sober and sensible enough to clasp Wei Ran's wrist, and uttered four words calmly and objectively, calmly and indifferently: "Just enough."

  She glanced back at Wei Ran, her tone was calm, and she couldn't hear the meaning behind it: "Farewell."

   "Farewell." Wei Ran chuckled lightly, and touched her lips with her fingertips. The white and magnificent set off, the visually deceptive strong desire for contrast.

  The sunset in the sky is infinitely sinking to the horizon, and the afterglow of the setting sun smears the horizon with deep and shallow hazy colors, very gentle, lined with beautiful eyebrows, and those light brown clear eyes.

After dyeing white and leaving, the afterglow light and shadow fleeting in the deep gaze of Weiran, like shattered shimmer, sinking and floating in the abyss, the dangerous to the extreme interest color accompanied by a bit of warm teasing, did not fade Disperse, and precipitate a charming and fatal beautiful color.

  Always contradictory.

  Always confused.

  After leaving A University, Xu Zelin and Ranbai integrated the survey results.

  Finally, Xu Zelin said with an unpleasant face: "...violent bullying."

  Through investigations at the school, Xu Zelin found many clues.

  Zhou Jia is proud and arrogant, has a sharp personality and is not gregarious, but she is generous and spends a lot of money, and there are many small attendants or similar people around, forming a small group.

  Many girls from poor families and weak temperaments are victims of this small group.

  Xu Zelin met a girl named Zhao Ying today.

After meeting the police, she let go of the initial hesitation, and later it was completely hysterical to expose the evil deeds of Zhou Jia and others. The girl could see the traces of bruising and purple on her arm by just rolling up a sleeve, and even being burned by a cigarette butt. Yes, you can imagine being bruised all over.

  The spirit is also very abnormal, crying a lot.

  Xu Zelin originally thought Zhou Jia was a victim, but he never thought that there was such a dark story behind him.

  Zhou Jia’s death, Xu Zelin suspects that these things may be related in the weekdays.

  Perhaps it is because people like Zhao Ying who can no longer bear it twisted and retaliated under the deep shadow.

  Ranbai listened, thinking that a certain woman who had just tried to distinguish her relationship with Zhou Jia was probably also a member of the so-called small group.

  "Go to Zhou Jia's house." Xu Zelin pressed his temples with a headache and sighed.

  Zhou Jia’s home is a small villa, she usually lives by herself. Zhou Lixing has been doing business abroad all year round, and rarely has time to accompany Zhou Jia. He doesn't know how much his daughter has done...

  Now it’s too late to regret and miss.

  Zhou Lixing stayed in the villa, slowly wiping Zhou Jia’s photo album, his back was slightly curved, his expression was pale and trance, and his mental state did not look very good.

"Officer Xu..." Zhou Lixing was not surprised by Xu Zelin's arrival, but his gaze paused unnaturally when he saw the snow and ice figure next to Xu Zelin. He withdrew his gaze with a complex expression, and wiped the force of the photo subconsciously. It's a bit.

  Xu Zelin said: "Mr. Zhou, we want to ask you something about Zhou Jia. Also, see if we can find some evidence where she lives."

  Zhou Lixing reluctantly nodded,

Xu Zelin asked some things about Zhou Jia objectively, thinking of the situation of the school investigation and the information in his heart, and asked euphemistically: "Mr. Zhou and your daughter rarely communicate, then you know that Zhou Jia is at school... ...Something?"

   "I don't know." Zhou Lixing shook his head blankly, and asked nervously, "What happened to my daughter at school? Is someone bullying her!"

  Xu Zelin: "……"

  This is not true.

  He politely said: "Some classmates have conflicts."

   "Officer Xu, you must help me to find the murderer!" Zhou Lixing was choked up, his eyes fixed on Xu Zelin, he seemed to have unconsciously ignored the forensic medicine, and avoided saying, "Jiajia must not die unjustly!"

   "We will try our best."

  Ranbai stood aside, looking at Zhou Lixing with an unmoving expression.

  This Zhou Lixing...know her.

  (End of this chapter)