Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3372 Forensic Master, please arrest (57)

  "Who is your dad?!" The master Wen's chest was trembling, "Do you know how much face you have lost to the Wen family this time?"

  Wen Heng sat aside, handsome and expensive, he was making a cup of tea, and his manners were gentle and elegant.

  Indifferent to this scene before her.

  Wen Chen's thoughts were blank for a few seconds, and suddenly his eyes widened.

   "Wen Heng! It's Wen Heng!!" He husky almost urgently: "Wen Heng designed me!"

  Wen Chen just yelled out, another walking stick hit him directly on the back.

   Patriarch Wen's forehead beat fiercely, and the veins violently violently, "You bastard, you framed and wronged your brother. What is the proper way to call a name and taboo? What is your etiquette and your education?!"

  Wen Heng, who was called by name suddenly, curled his lips around the corners of his lips. He rubbed the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Wen Chen with a faint smile, calmly.

  Wen Chen snorted, he opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't talk about it.

  Not to say that he has no evidence, if he really confided the matter.

  The main reason for the Wen family was to know that he dared to give Miss Bai family medicine, I am afraid that he would really be done.

  Wen Chen is really dumb and eats durian now, and she can’t tell.

  Dare to say and cannot say.

   "Let me tell you what you want in private, but don't put these invisible things under the public." The family master Wen knew that Wen Chen was asshole, but he didn't expect him to be so ridiculous.

  Wen Chen was humiliated, lowered his head and gritted his teeth and responded with a yes.

Patriarch Wen took a deep breath and turned to look at Wen Heng.

   "Heng'er, you can deal with this matter, and you think you want to suppress the hot search, and you can't leave a trace."

  Family ugliness should not be publicized, not to mention such a shameful thing.

   Wen Heng squinted his eyes, his pupils were dark, he got up and said yes.

  President Wen gave Wen Chen a fierce look: "Just leave me at Wen's house. You are not allowed to go out during this time. Don't make trouble for me!"

After    finished speaking, he left directly.

  Only Wen Heng and Wen Chen were left on the scene.

  Wen Chen was beaten several times and almost couldn't get up, he barely got up.

   He stared at Wen Heng with split eyes.

"is that you."

   "Brother Wen Chen, what are you talking about." Wen Heng answered with an unmoving expression.

   "Wen Heng!" Wen Chen roared: "How can you do this?!"

  Wen Chen does not believe that this matter has nothing to do with Wen Heng.

  He used to make a lot of small moves behind the back of Wen's house, and he didn't believe that Wen Heng would not be able to see it.

  Wen Heng definitely wants to get rid of him!

   "Speak, tell evidence." Wen Heng's suit is straight, deep and restrained, he replied leisurely, looking like a gentle and moist noble son.

  If Wen Chen has evidence, are you still here to talk to Wen Heng!

  But every time Wen Heng's methods are clean and harsh, Wen Chen can't grasp the handle at all!

  The young man meant something, very gentle: "Be careful from now on."

  He nodded slightly to Wen Chen, and then left.

  The next day,

  It was foggy in the morning, and the sky was faintly faintly light. The whole A was mostly shrouded in a faint white fog, dimly indistinct.

  Xu Meng is dead.

  This is the first alarm call received by the police station in the early morning.

  Death was extremely miserable, and he died in the grove of the school.

  When the thick fog cleared, seeing Xu Meng's body really made many people feel terribly nauseous.

  The girl fell among the fallen leaves, and the blood shed all over the ground, dyeing the yellow leaves red.

   actually gives people an intuitive sense of blood flow.

  There are large and small injuries on her body, and it looks like there are no less than twenty.

  It was all stab wounds.

  It can be seen how cruel the murderer killed him.

  Even Xu Zelin couldn't help feeling nauseous when he looked at it, frowning.

  The forensic doctor stood there, looking down at the corpse.

  He looked domineering the day before, but today it has become a cold corpse.

Just as Bai Tian looked at the corpse, a clean, clear fragrance approached suddenly behind him. If there was nothing lingering in the air, it dispelled the original smell of blood, glowing with chills like cedar. , But it smells particularly good.

  Especially when you are in such a scene.

  The person was standing behind her, tall, with a sense of oppression that belonged to another person alone, and smiled lightly: "Our forensic adult is here again."

  Dyeing white is very coldly ignored.

   "Isn't it?" Wei Ran blatantly leaned on the forensic doctor's shoulder with one hand in full view, and he lazily smiled: "I only took care of my brother yesterday. Today, a certain gold master will not admit it?"

   Keep him?

  Such words can only be said by Wei Ran.

  The forensic doctor sneered coldly, his face expressionless: "The store manager is less affectionate."

The young professor Sven was abstinent again. He raised his eyebrows when he heard the words of Yen Bai, and the silver-white chain dropped slightly with the movement of his lower eyes, and calmly said in Yen Bai's ear: "Is it my love, or the gold master? Your lord wants to start chaos and finally abandon?"

   "Huh?" He picked at the ending lightly, not very deliberately, but it made people feel bewildered.

  Dyeing white: "..."

   "The professor really dares to say anything." She pulled her lips, solemnly and coldly: "Aren't you afraid that others will hear what they think."

   "No way." Wei Ran casually said: "I only ask the funder to be responsible now."

  The distance between the two was very close, and the young man stood behind the woman, with his slender fingers lying lightly on her shoulders. From a distance, it looked like he was half embracing the person in his arms, faintly clear and ambiguous.

  People can't help but take a few more glances.

  In my mind, I wondered what the relationship between this special-invited professor of University A and the police forensic doctor was. It seemed unusual.

The corpse that barely saw the whole body was still lying quietly in the fallen leaves, not far away from them, Wei Ran was still very leisurely, elegant and in a good mood teasing people, even a little bit on the lips. Lazily smile.

  "This method of death..." After Wei Ran tilted his head and glanced at the corpse, he took back his gaze with no interest, "It's a bit ugly."

  Thinking, he chuckled lightly, jokingly: "It's not as good-looking as our Lord Master."

  Who would compare a dead body with a living person.

  Ranbai said: "I think she looks better than you."

Beauty professor Sven pushed the gold wire frame, touched the cold white fingertips on the forensic doctor's shoulder, slowly moving along the beautiful shoulder line to the side of her neck, and rubbed the delicate skin at the forensic collar. , The temperature is a bit cold, the rose-colored thin lips are light, and a little loose: "The gold master is sure not to reconsider?"

"Or..." Wei Ran rubbed her neckline with her fingertips. If anything, she stayed at the dark blue blood vessels, her breath was clear and elegant, but her movements were somewhat ambiguous, as if she was soaking in a pool of sake. Erotic, his tone is frivolous, with a smile: "My forensic doctor likes this?"

Dye Bai unceremoniously pressed Wei Ran's wrist: "It's better than you."

  (End of this chapter)