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On the way to the scene, Yan Junge smiled slyly, glanced at the man who was still angry in the passenger seat, reached out and touched his leg, "Yanyan, don't be angry~"

"Hmph!" He took the hand off his leg and said, "Drive carefully!"

"Okay, but you can't ignore me~" Yan Junge didn't give up, and lingered to pinch his thigh again, then withdrew his hand. Seeing a parking space on the side of the road, he parked the car directly, "Yanyan, wait for me, I'll be back soon!"

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Yan Junge got out of the car in a hurry, then ran back in a hurry, opened the passenger door, and excitedly handed over an ice cream, "Yanyan, try it, is it delicious?"

Seeing him sweating profusely while running, Zhang Yiyan's anger disappeared long ago. He took it but didn't eat it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at it carefully and found a heart-shaped pattern in the middle made of strawberry jam.

Smiling, she took the spoon, scooped a small spoonful, and put it into her mouth under his eager gaze, "Delicious!"

“嘿嘿(?7?2?6?1?5?1?6?1?7?2)那好吃，能原谅我不？”

"I wasn't angry in the first place!" She scooped a spoonful of ice cream and brought it to his lips. "Why did you buy only one?"

Yan Junge ate it in one gulp, smiling slyly, "We have to eat the same ice cream together, otherwise how will others know that you are my wife."

"Don't be so naughty!" She gave him a reproachful look and took out two pieces of paper to wipe his sweat. "Hurry up and get in the car. It's so hot outside."

Yan Junge leaned in and kissed her, "You said you're not my wife, but you care about me so much~"

(^_^;) Almost there

Yan Junge was driving, and Zhang Yiyan was sitting in the passenger seat, eating ice cream. It was so sweet that he felt a little sick after eating half of it. His stomach felt cold, from the inside out. He closed the lid and tilted his head to look at Yan Junge, "I can't finish it!"

"We are almost there, give me the rest!" Seeing that they had arrived, they drove for another five minutes, parked the car, and Yan Junge took it.

After getting off the car, he walked and ate his cigarette, and it was gone in a few puffs. From a distance, he saw Huang Yong and Zhao Han huddled together, smoking cigarettes and talking.

Seeing the two people coming over, Huang Yong threw the cigarette butt to the ground, then looked at Zhao Han, pulled out the cigarette he was smoking, threw it, and crushed it, all in one go!

Zhao Han looked at the smoke, then at Huang Yong, then at the two people who were coming, and he understood!

The latter took two steps forward and immediately stretched out his hand to greet them, "Brother Yan, Brother Zhang, you are here!"

Yan Junge had already seen the alley behind the two of them, and raised his chin, "How is it?"

Huang Yong patted Zhao Han encouragingly, signaling him to speak. The latter nodded and said solemnly, "This should be the crime scene. There are bloodstains everywhere."

There are three directions to enter this alley. He raised his hand and pointed to the right. "Judging from the bloodstain pattern, the two people should have run all the way from that direction and were finally caught up next to the trash can."

"The scene was more like a gang fight, with punches, kicks, and knife attacks. Qian Jia and Team Yao must have fought back, but the other side had more people, so..."

"It's a mess, but we should be able to extract the murderer's blood sample. We've already sent for expedited service!"

After listening to his analysis, Zhang Yiyan also noticed that there were several circles on the ground. He looked up at Zhao Han and asked, "What is the shape of the bloodstains?"

Zhao Han nodded. "Yes, when running, the initial direction of the blood splashing is opposite to the direction of movement..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Han shut up because he saw Zhang Yiyan's eyes change from confusion to half-understanding, and then to a look of studying very seriously.

I almost forgot that this person solved the case entirely by his own ability and had not learned these theoretical knowledge. He pursed his lips and said, "Zhang Ke, I have a book on bloodstain pattern analysis. If you are interested, I will give it to you."

Zhang Yiyan's eyes lit up, "Really? Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

Yan Junge glanced at Zhao Han. This kid always had a bitter face, but today he was so smart that he even gave gifts to his leaders.

Looking down at Zhang Yiyan, who was obviously happy, he didn't want to spoil the fun. He raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head, "Yanyan, let's watch it together when we get home. If you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you!"

Zhang Yiyan nodded, "Okay!"

The four of them walked inside as they spoke, crossing the cordon. The temperature was over 30 degrees Celsius and the sun was scorching, and the stench near the garbage can was terrible.

I forgot to add the purification barrier, and the rancid smell came over me. Maybe it was because the ice cream I just ate was too cold. Anyway, as soon as I got close, Zhang Yiyan immediately felt nauseous. He raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose, and made two obvious sounds of wanting to vomit.

This shocked the three of them. You have to know that he was the only one who didn't vomit even when he entered Xiahe Village, such a horrible and disgusting scene.

Now there is just a little garbage and blood, how can it be!!!

Suddenly, Yan Junge's eyes lit up, and he suddenly hugged the man into his arms, rubbing his lower abdomen with one hand, "Yanyan, you feel nauseous and want to vomit, are you pregnant?"

Ignoring the other three people's instantly petrified faces, he continued to chatter with a look of joy, "I'm going to be a father, oh my god! That's great!"

Thinking of something, he murmured, "It's been less than 24 hours since last night. Isn't that a bit too fast?"

After being confused for a second, she excitedly said, "It's okay, as long as I get pregnant, um~"

Pulling away Zhang Yiyan's hand that was covering his mouth, he said a little aggrievedly, "Yanyan, don't cover me. If we get pregnant, we'll give birth. My husband can afford it!"

Zhang Yiyan wanted to glue this person's mouth shut. He was talking nonsense. "Stop talking nonsense. Shut up!"

(?7?7?6?3?7?7)根本没在听的，“言言，你喜欢男孩还是女孩～～”

"..."

It's really driving me crazy!!!

Huang Yong and Zhao Han really did watch Zhang Yiyan's face slowly turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, as red as a cooked crab. It was too red!

Because his beloved brother Zhang was unfamiliar with him, Huang Yong coughed hard a few times, trying to regain his brother Yan’s sanity, “Cough, cough, cough, cough!!”

After coughing for a long time, someone was still imagining pulling himself away and said awkwardly, "Brother Yan, cough, pay attention to the impact!"

The whole world knows that you had your wedding night last night. No wonder Yan Junge came to work alone in the morning.

Judging from Yan Junge's physique and strong body, I guess it was because he was too rough that his brother Zhang couldn't get up in the morning!

Oh oh oh! Now I remember, his brother Yan even went home specially at noon, huhuhuhu!

The more Huang Yong thought about it, the more Huang he became. He deserves his last name Huang! hhh!!

Yan Junge hesitated for a while, and finally stopped talking. However, he put one hand around Zhang Yiyan's waist and the other hand on his belly, smiling so hard that his teeth were showing. It was really unbearable to watch.

Zhang Yiyan had a wooden face. He raised his hand and pinched his arm. When he saw that his arm was numb, he automatically loosened his hand and continued walking forward.

"Hiss~" Shaking his arms, Yan Junge followed again, "Yanyan, walk slower, don't..." You're having a miscarriage!

“闭嘴ヾ(o?1?9x?1?9o)?1?7”

“…Uh(°ー°〃)Okay!”