The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

Seven o'clock in the evening, castle hall.

Cheng Ze stood up from the sofa and covered his wrists. Half an orange was rolling on the marble floor. It was obvious that someone had slapped it away.

"Calm down, he is Cheng Ze!"

Tang Yan clenched his wrist and pushed the person into his arms to stop the little vampire who suddenly attacked.

The little vampire Jiang Nan was facing Cheng Ze with bared teeth and a fierce look on his face, but because of his overly delicate and beautiful face and watery, round eyes, he couldn't scare anyone.

"Don't let him feed you, I will bite him to death!"

Jiang Nan's likes and dislikes after becoming a vampire are too obvious.

He likes Tang Yan, and his love and dependence on Tang Yan is very straightforward.

He doesn't like Cheng Ze, and now he doesn't hide his malice towards Cheng Ze at all.

Just now, Cheng Ze was peeling oranges with gloves to give everyone vitamins. When he saw Tang Yan coming, he took a piece and fed it to him. His posture was similar to that of feeding hippos in the zoo.

After all, there was too much juice in the orange, so just eating one slice wouldn't make Tang Yan's hands dirty.

They have worked together for many years, and it is not uncommon for companions to feed each other some food when they are seriously injured.

But when Jiang Nan saw this scene, she slapped Cheng Ze's wrist away without thinking!

Jiang Nan's idea is very simple, my people don't want you to feed them.

"Jiang Nan," Tang Yan carried him to the sofa and sat him down, "can you remember Andy but not Cheng Ze?"

I can remember it.

I just hate Cheng Ze and don’t like him!

Jiang Nan stared at Cheng Ze with her bright round eyes, and deliberately hugged Tang Yan's waist and pressed her face against him, hoping to make Cheng Ze jealous and declare his ownership.

"I don't want him near you, he's a bad guy."

"Huh? Okay, okay, I am a bad guy, and your brother Tang Yan is a good guy, a very good guy."

Of course, Cheng Ze wouldn't argue with the little vampire. He shook his head helplessly, took out a tissue and squatted on the ground to wipe the floor stained by oranges.

"This good man is mine too, you can't... Uh-huh!"

Jiang Nan looked up at the man covering his mouth and protested with angry eyes.

Tang Yan's ears heated up at Cheng Ze's joke, and he coughed lightly.

"Stop talking...do you eat oranges?" He moved his hand away.

"Eat!" Jiang Nan responded, glancing at Cheng Ze secretly from the corner of his eye, "If you want the boss to feed me, you can only feed me."

It means that Cheng Ze is not allowed to be fed.

"Pfft."

Cheng Zexiao's shoulders trembled, and he shook when he wiped the floor.

"..."

This unabashed possessiveness of intimacy made Tang Yan feel ashamed and embarrassed.

My cheeks feel hot, which is embarrassing.

He sat down next to Jiang Nan, also to prevent the little vampire from hurting anyone again. He reached for the orange and peeled it slowly, his voice low.

"Shh, don't talk."

"....Okay."

Jiang Nan was like a little silver quail, clinging to Tang Yan's arm.

He waited patiently and quietly for the orange to be peeled, without the fierce look he had when he slapped Cheng Ze on the wrist just now.

Huh.

This scene made Cheng Ze raise his eyebrows.

It’s really different when the iron tree blooms, and it makes people peel oranges.

Cheng Ze smiled and reached out to pick up the paper towels used to wipe the floor.

If you look wrongly, you will see——

Three finger marks appeared on the inside of the wrist that had been slapped by Jiang Nan's fingers!

Having been dealing with finger marks all afternoon, Cheng Ze was particularly sensitive to finger marks.

He hissed, frowned and turned his wrist to look at the angle of the finger marks.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Yan asked him while sitting on the sofa. "You just took a picture and you are trying to blackmail us? You are considered a work-related injury."

"No, look."

Cheng Ze stood up and walked to the sofa, pulled off his gloves, and sat casually on the coffee table facing them both.

He lifted up the sleeves of his black robe, revealing an arm with vaguely visible muscles. There were now finger marks on his wrist that Jiang Nan had just photographed.

Cheng Ze has a slender figure and fair skin, and his finger marks appear quickly.

The two people on the sofa looked at his wrist at the same time, with different expressions.

Jiang Nan curled her lips, showing no interest at all: "I'll pay you five yuan."

Don't try to blackmail me. You even kicked me.

Even if he was the only suspect in Cheng Ze's eyes who had entered the hotel room, that was still a kick.

Jiang Nan holds a grudge, this matter is not over yet.

"Shh," Tang Yan signaled him to be quiet. After a few glances, he realized something, "Dewen is 187cm tall. If he stood and slapped the deceased's wrist away, the finger marks would not appear upward. Is this what you want to say?"

In this way, the suspicion of younger brother Devin can be completely eliminated.

"More than that," Cheng Ze shook his head, "Look at the angle of this finger mark. It's almost the same as the one on the deceased's wrist. The similarity is very high."

As Cheng Ze spoke, he quickly wiped his fingers with a tissue, took a pen and paper from the coffee table next to him and started calculating!

"..."

Jiang Nan looked at him in confusion, thinking slowly.

"Boss, what is he doing?"

"There is a general formula for the angle of an object leaving traces. As long as the height distance is filled in the formula, the height range of the person who left the trace can be calculated."

Tang Yan stared intently at Cheng Ze's calculating pen tip.

In this way, there is no need to wait for the fingerprint to be formed, and the murderer's height can be calculated quickly.

Devin, Lina, Linda.

The height difference between these three brothers and sisters is still very obvious.

Jiang Nan didn't understand: "But I'm not sure whether the murderer was standing or sitting. Can you figure it out? And the angle of reaching out to slap..."

"Then put the heights of the remaining three children into the equation and try them one by one. With the angle of the finger marks you just left for Cheng Ze, he can guess the one with the smallest error and determine the murderer."

This is more accurate than fingerprint comparison.

After all, they cannot determine the strength of the finger marks, so the conclusion they draw may not be accurate, and the result calculated from the angle of the finger marks has nothing to do with the strength of the blow.

It was also because Cheng Ze was used to using instruments that he didn't think of comparing angles for a while and chose the commonly used identification methods such as fingerprints and fingerprints.

It was a shortcut created by Jiang Nan's slap!

"..."

Jiang Nan only knew a little bit about the blind spot of knowledge.

So he ignored it and pushed Tang Yan's arm to let him continue peeling oranges.

Over there, Andy came out of the kitchen and placed dinner food on the table.

When I looked up, I saw the three of them, and I was stunned: "You..."

You are all sitting here, no one goes to the second floor to guard the corridor.

Behind him, Linda smiled and asked, "Mr. Gardener, what's wrong?"

"Uh, it's nothing," Andy quickly put all the food on the table and walked towards the stairs, "I'm going to ask Ms. Lina and Mr. Devin to come down for dinner."

"There's no need to call Devin. In the evening, he said he had a headache and couldn't come down to eat. Just give him a piece of strawberry cake," Linda said. "Dewen likes strawberry cake very much, so he asked me to make it for him."

"..."

Andy didn't reply and walked upstairs quickly.

His figure also attracted the attention of Tang Yan and others.

While Cheng Ze was still calculating the data, Tang Yan handed the unpeeled orange to Jiang Nan and told him, "Sit here and don't move. Don't hurt anyone."

"Oh." Jiang Nan nodded.

Tang Yan chased Andy upstairs, but he just reached the middle of the stairs.

I heard Andy's panicked call from a room on the second floor.

"Don! Come here quickly!"

"!"

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