Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3379 Forensic Master, please arrest (64)

  He held his white chin slightly, and said slowly: "My forensic doctor, we seem to be locked here."

   "I know." Listening to Wei Ran's unhurried tone of teasing, dyed white felt her hand holding the scalpel a little itchy, "No need to talk nonsense by the manager."

   Wei Ran’s very friendly suggestion: "Why not kick the door?"

   Ran Bai stared at him coldly.

"Just kidding." Wei Ran didn't change the corner of her lips with a smile, and blinked her left eye at Yan Bai, dragging her voice with a smile but a smile: "How could it be our own self-disciplined forensic adults kicking the door of the police station? Anatomy room."

"Shut up." Ran Bai suddenly wanted to put the scalpel back into Wei Ran's mouth again, so that at least she didn't listen to those extremely slanderous banter. She glanced at the disheveled youth and paused for a while." Put your clothes on."

"First of all, I don't want to speak." Wei Ran frenzied, raised his tied hand and shook it in front of Yin Bai's eyes, his thin lips smiled deeper, meaning unknown: "My forensic doctor treats me Tie it like this, what do you want me to wear?"

  Rao is so, dyeing white does not mean to untie Wei Ran.

  A loose tie, this guy can’t tell where he is going.

The forensic doctor wrinkled his eyebrows impatiently, with a cold low air pressure all over his body, took a step forward, pulling the young man's shirt coldly and rudely, and quickly buttoning him impatiently, the snow-white material rubbed the young man's complexion. Flushing, his fingertips inevitably touched his hard and delicate chest.

Wei Ran did not expect that the forensic doctor would do this. His **** Adam's apple gently rolled, and his always cold body temperature was slightly hot. He squinted his eyes to watch the forensic doctor's depression, half-curved lips, without hurries. Said calmly: "I said, can the forensic master take advantage of me less?"

  Listen.

  Is this what people said.

The white dyeing movement paused slightly, and she looked at Wei Ran condescendingly, her dark eyes were cold like winter flying snow, she just wanted to say something, and then she heard Wei Ran calmly adding the last sentence: "Could it be that My forensic lady didn’t feel that I was reacting to you."

  "……"

  Long silence,

   Still silent.

  Finally, the forensic doctor said: "Will you die if you talk less."

"You can't die." Wei Ran chuckled lightly. There was a gentle scorn, very gentle and scumbag. He almost said in a low voice in the ear of a forensic doctor. The vague words were mixed with ambiguous words. Falling down frivolously, he was clearly captured by Dye White: "But it will..."

  The forensic doctor was slightly stiff, pressing the palm of his hand directly on Wei Ran's thin lips and tightly covering it, blocking all the young man's words next.

   Wei Ran mumbled, his breath was low and confusing. He raised his eyes slightly, and his light-colored eyes looked affectionately white, gentle and innocent, with a faint joke meaning fleeting.

  The low pressure on the body of the forensic doctor always lingers around his body, without saying a word, interpreting the indifference to the extreme, lowering his eyes to untie the black tie that tied Wei Ran's wrist.

He was originally cold and white, and he was **** with a tie for so long, his hands and wrists were strangled with deep red marks, and even because of the excessive force and tightness of the binding, the blood circulation was not smooth and the blood flow was faintly blue. , It seems even a bit shocking, that kind of torturous beauty is even more intense.

  But Wei Ran didn't say a word for so long, as if it didn't hurt at all.

  Ranbai glanced in silence, and said nothing.

  Wei Ran was very careless. She moved her wrists stiffly, and she didn't care about the small injury. She always looked at the forensic doctor with a smile, looking affectionate and seductive.

  The forensic doctor found a new pair of handcuffs, and under Wei Ran's smirking eyes, he coldly handcuffed Wei Ran's hands.

  The cold touch feels lightly on the wrist, without any metallic texture of temperature.

When the button was pressed, it was pressed against the skin and pressed down again. The cold and painful touch made the wrist tremble. Wei Ran licked her lower lip, laughing playfully, letting herself wear it white. I was handcuffed, and didn't mean to resist at all, "Where is the forensic master taking me?"

  He leaned down gracefully, staring coldly and lingeringly at Dye White, with a weird tone, a smile but a smile, unknowingly entangled and suffocated people, like drowning in the deep sea, "Send brother to prison?"

   "Sir." The forensic doctor finally responded to Wei Ran's words, but did not give any answer. His eyebrows were born cold and indifferent, and he couldn't even hear any emotions in his voice.

  Wei Ran’s laughter overflowed her lips and teeth, and she slouched, whispering in a noble romance: "The baby is so cute."

The white, slender and pale fingers touched the young man’s heart lightly, and she could feel the force of the beating under the fingertips. She pressed it a little harder, and calmly said to Wei Ran, “Sir, I’m afraid that you will be shot for your crime. Not an exaggeration."

   "Can you execute the sentence then?" Wei Ran didn't say anything else, but asked for no reason. He was treacherous and dangerous, and he seemed to be laughing.

  Ranbai’s answer was calm and objective: "I am a forensic doctor and I am not responsible for execution."

"What to do then." When Wei Ran spoke, she still had the usual careless appearance, bringing out a bit of cynical riffraff, the arrogance and aristocratic arrogance faintly revealed from the bones, which gave people a playful and provocative feeling: "Brother's fate Not easy to take."

He whispered in her ear, and the breath passed through her ears. He only said that he was listening to Yunbai alone. It meant an unclear romantic meaning: "I can only give it to someone who is dedicated to catching me. "

  Ran Bai glanced at him, her eyes deep, and did not speak.

  There was a long silence in the autopsy room.

finally,

  This sentence did not wait for the rest of it.

  The two left through the window,

  It is impossible to get rid of the door of the dissection room.

  Weiran watched the forensic doctor's clean and neat action of turning the window, the white coat brought the wind, he smiled unexplainably, and his voice was low-magnetic and charming.

   Ranbai glanced at him, her voice was very weak: "Not as good as the store manager."

  Ranbai walked to the parking lot, staring at Wei Ran as she walked, her eyes pale as night water.

  It's already late at night. There are very few people in the parking lot. The distance is deep and the atmosphere is so quiet that the needle can be heard.

  It's really eye-catching when the two stand together.

  The young forensic doctor wore a clean white lab coat, and even his back showed the coldness of a giant thousands of miles away. His white fingers were casually wrapped around a black tie, and he played with him.

And the young man next to him was tall and leggy, black windbreaker, white shirt, as if he had walked out of a cartoon, with a gentle and elegant temperament, but...he was wearing a pair of handcuffs, and the silver metal handcuffs were glowing cold in the night. It was clasped between his wrists, and it seemed even more faintly taboo and secretly ambiguous.

   "Cough--!"

  (End of this chapter)