Lang Kun knew that he was not good at drinking, and had a history of being drunk by drinking sake mixed with water. This time, he was very restrained. He only drank half of the two bottles of beer, and Huo Xing took care of the rest.

After drinking the beer and eating the skewers, Lang Kun relaxed and watched the people coming and going. For some reason, his mood suddenly became very happy, and he couldn't control his expression. He showed Huo Xing She had a foolish smile, her face was flushed from the heat, and she looked particularly delicious.

Huo Xing couldn't help but licked his lips, grabbed his glass and drank the last sip of cold beer.

"Drunk?" Huo Xing asked.

"No." Lang Kun shook his head, "I'm just a little happy."

Huo Xing didn't ask what he was happy about, took out his wallet to pay the bill, and then pulled up the silly boy who was still sitting on the stool, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

"No, I can go back by myself." It's not a big girl, it's embarrassing to have to be escorted home.

"Come on, the university town is too far away, and your home is in the city center. I don't feel at ease going back alone."

"Well?"

As stupid as he was, Huo Xing didn't even bother to say anything, he pulled someone to the intersection to stop a car, and went straight to Lang Kun's house.

The space in the taxi was small, and the two of them sat in the back row. This wasn't the first time Lang Kun sat so close to Huo Xing, but it was the one he couldn't control his mind.

"Doctor Huo..." Lang Kun's voice was so dry and hoarse that he startled himself.

Huo Xing was replying a message to the students. When Lang Kun called him, he put away his phone and looked sideways at Lang Kun.

Fuck, Dr. Huo from this angle is too fucking handsome!Lang Kun was watched by him, his heart beat faster, his blood pressure rose, his palms were sweating, he became more and more incoherent, his usual eloquence was gone, he stammered and said: "Well, I actually want to ask you, you..." Do you have anything for me? Good impression.

"Ask, why are you hesitating? It's not like you."

"Oh, it's nothing serious, I just wanted to ask you, how did you know that I was pretending to sleep this afternoon, hahahahaha..." In the end, Lang Kun was still timid, after all, he had known Dr. Huo not long ago, so he was still afraid of being abrupt .

Hearing this, Huo Xing took a deep breath and said, "Actually, there's nothing difficult, because I'm a professional."

"Professional? In terms of biological habits?" Lang Kun asked nonsensically.

"Professional forensic doctors can tell the dead from the living at a glance."

"..."

The taxi driver in the front row is already sick. He knows what the forensic doctor does. Why do you take a taxi at night when you are a forensic doctor? Do you want to see the dead?

... The forensic doctor was shot while lying down.

On this day, Huo Xing sent Lang Kun downstairs and left. He didn't go back to school, so he changed hands and took a taxi back to his residence.

The camellia murder case has not progressed for a few days, and there is another murder case imitating the camellia case. Rao Lang Kun and Huo Xing just spent a pleasant night together, and now he has no choice but to fall asleep. He couldn't help but turn on the computer , Digging out the information that I have read countless times before and studying it carefully.

It was getting late, and when Lang Kun finally got away from work and was about to go to bed, a notification sounded suddenly, and the perennially silent QQ mailbox actually received an email!

Lukun clicked on the email, and there was only a simple sentence on it——

Want to know who the murderer of the Camellia case is?

Lang Kun's eyelids twitched, and the drowsiness just disappeared without a trace. He didn't dare to reply rashly, and wanted to see who the sender was, but he didn't know that the sender column was actually empty!Before he could figure out what was going on, there was a second sentence on the email he just received. It wasn't the kind of sentence that popped up in an instant, but it seemed like someone was sitting in front of the computer and typing. , word by word cut out into a sentence.

Immediately, Lang Kun got goosebumps all over his body, thinking that Huo Xing said that the anatomy building was not clean, so he probably brought those dirty things home...

- Be aware of the people around you.

This is the second sentence that appeared in the email.

Lang Kun immediately typed in the reply column and asked the other party what he meant, but he didn't get any reply.

Luculent forwarded the email to a colleague in the technical department, and asked him to help check who the sender of the email was and where the IP was. As a result, when they replied to Luculent, they could not trace the origin of the email, let alone send it. The sender, such an unclear email, seems to have appeared out of nowhere.

……

Although the content of the email was somewhat unclear, Lukun still paid attention to it.

The mysterious person in the email asked him to pay attention to the people around him. Lang Kun has been paying special attention to observing people these days, but these colleagues who come and go around him are really normal, and there is no flaw at all, let alone He couldn't believe that these colleagues who were fighting with him on the front line of solving the case would have something to do with the murder case.

The case was imminent, but there was still no clue. Lang Kun couldn't get emotional, and even refused Dr. Huo's invitation.

To be honest, Lang Kun never rejected Huo Xing, which made Huo Xing feel incredible.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Huo, the case hasn't been solved yet, so I really don't have the mood to play around." After all, if the case is not solved for a day, the next victim will appear at any time. This is the last thing Lang Kun wants to see, no matter how much he likes Huo The doctor's face is not so absurd that the king will not go to court early.

Huo Xing expressed his understanding of his situation, and the two made an appointment after they made an appointment, and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Huo Xing picked up a stack of photos on the table and looked through them. The first photo showed a shrewd-looking man with meticulously combed hair. His suit and leather shoes looked particularly elite. It was hard to imagine that he died. It turned out to be such a miserable appearance.

The man who smiled confidently at the camera was named Gao Can.

Huo Xing flipped through the photos one by one, and the scenes before those people died seemed to reappear in front of his eyes. He looked up slightly tiredly, thinking of Wang Linlin who might have a bright future, and when she was strangled by him. That resigned look reminded me of her crying and asking herself: "Why did you treat me like this? I almost succeeded! After so many years of hard work, I finally managed to live a good life. I am not willing to die like this." !"

And what about myself at the time?What kind of expression is it?

Huo Xing thought to himself, probably at that time his expression was indifferent, and his tone was also indifferent, he said: "Don't blame others, if you want to blame, blame you for wanting to degenerate into making deals with monsters. This is the end of selling your soul. If you have the opportunity to reincarnate, try to be a good person.”

After saying this, Huo Xing's five fingers tightened, and the body occupied by the monster swallowed his last breath. A ball of burning blue magic breath rushed out of Wang Linlin's mouth and flew towards the window in a rampage.

Huo Xing's eyes showed a fierce light, how could he let it escape, a sword split the ball of blue magic breath in half, one half fell to the ground, and the other half jumped out of the window.

"Tsk!" Unexpected situation, Huo Xing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the half of the flame that fell on the ground and was about to be extinguished, and flew out of the window.

When he grabbed the half and tried to escape the blue magic breath, he returned to Wang Linlin's residence, which had been sealed off by the police.

Huo Xing saw a large number of policemen going upstairs, and knew that going up at this time would be worse, so he could only leave before more policemen arrived, and come back at night to check, hoping that the half of the magic breath injured by him was still there.He left with the front foot, and Lang Kun arrived with the back foot, which was a perfect miss.

Thinking of this, Huo Xing's mouth curled into a smile—fortunately, he didn't miss it for too long.

I still remember visiting Wang Linlin's residence that night. Not long after he arrived in the room, he found someone outside the house. When he found out that the person who came was Lang Kun, he suddenly felt a sore nose—that person had been away from him for so long, so long. He thought he would never find it again, so long that he almost believed that that person had been annihilated in the Three Realms, and he really appeared again!

But all complicated emotions were restrained when Lang Kun revealed his identity. Huo Xing immediately understood the reason why Lang Kun appeared here. He came to investigate this case.

I never thought that reunion after a long absence would be such a scene. Huo Xing didn't want to cause misunderstanding. After warning Lang Kun not to get too involved in the case, he left first. By the way, he saluted Lang Kun very handsomely. The first meeting after the reunion can leave a good impression on him.

Unexpectedly, after only a few steps, the guy's breath died.

Huo Xing's heart tightened, and he turned around to look. Fortunately, Lang Kun just passed out and nothing serious happened, so the good guy did it to the end, Huo Xing sent Lang Kun home, and washed his memory by the way.

Until everything is clear, it's good to stay like this.

It's just that he didn't expect that the two of them would meet again just a few days later. The way he looked at him that time made Huo Xing understand in his heart that this Lang Kun was a face-controller.

Thinking of this, the smile on Huo Xing's face deepened, and the stack of photos in his hand was turned to the last page.

In the photo is a man in his forties, with a beard and sloppy clothes, who looks quite D-like. He is standing on the street in winter, eating a white steamed bun. Behind him is a tertiary hospital with constant traffic of people and cars. interest, but no one paid attention to him, and it seemed that everyone was watching him.

Huo Xing stared at the photo for a long time, finally put down the photo wearily, and muttered to himself: "It's about time..."

At this time, Huo Xing's cell phone rang a notification tone, and there was a wechat message with simple and rude content: Boss, when will you call back?

Huo Xing raised his eyebrows, and replied: "Hurry up, keep going."

The other said: "I'm going to die of exhaustion. Applying ten masks a day can't save my skin! Dullness! Macular spots! No luster!"

……

"The mask fee will be reimbursed."

With just five words, the other side immediately became quiet, saying that he would buy a few boxes of SK-II first, and don’t bother me with messages if you have anything to do.

Huo Xing tossed his cell phone, it's a small sample, that's all it takes.

The sky was getting dark, and the room became extremely dark. Huo Xing clicked on the last photo on the table, and a blue magic breath flowed out from his fingertips, circling several times above the photo, turning into a flower of coquettish color. The camellias, whose petals are extremely tender, wither in an instant.

This is a camellia, as beautiful as it is beautiful, if it wants to wither, it will be destroyed.

The last goal is over. After this person is dealt with, he should go back to the capital, continue to keep his promise to that person, and guard the mess for him.

And now, it seems okay to have that mess.

The door was closed, and the room was completely dark. If Lang Kun saw the photo on the table under the camellia, he would be very surprised, because he was very familiar with the person above, and it was the one he had been paying attention to recently. The protagonist of the medical case.

That night, when Lang Kun came home from overtime work, his mother made supper and was waiting for him.

My son has been busy with work recently, and he has lost a lot of weight. As a mother, I naturally feel distressed. I only hope that the case can be solved as soon as possible, and my son doesn't have to work so hard every day. How can I mention Dr. Huo?Unexpectedly, now, Lang Kun took the initiative to talk about Dr. Huo while eating supper.

"Today, Dr. Huo called and asked me to meet, but I didn't go."

"What's the matter, are you too busy with work and don't have time to go?" Lang Kun's mother asked casually as she was doing needlework.

"Well, let's talk about it after a while. It is true that I have a crush on him, but we have only known each other for a short time. Before we know what he is thinking, we will not act rashly." On that pleasant summer night, one impulse was enough Yes, even without saying anything.

"When you grow up, you can do things yourself. Your father and I will not force you anymore. In short, you must protect yourself and don't hurt others. People like Dr. Huo are good, but if you are a straight man, don't Provoke again."

"Mom, I know."

Lang Kun squeezed his mother's hands that were rough due to housework, and his guilt was palpable.

"Don't make that expression. Your dad and I are very calm now. If you really want to have any emotions, you have vented enough when you came out." Lang Kun's mother put away the bowls and chopsticks, "Okay, okay, finish eating Go to bed early, don't be too busy."

"Hey, good!"

Lang Kun went back to the room, opened the mailbox to check the email, because of the mysterious email, he started to hang the mailbox on the phone, for fear of missing the mysterious email, but after a few days passed, there was no movement from the mysterious person.

He was thinking about whether to return another email to that person, when suddenly the notification sounded and an email came in.

Lang Kun quickly clicked on the email, and he was not disappointed, it was another email without showing the sender.

The content of the email is very simple, straight-forward reminder: If you still don’t have a clue, try to pay attention to the recent hot medical case, the people around you are going to do it.

Lang Kun did not answer the other party about the case, but asked rhetorically: Who are you and why do you help me like this?

The other party quickly replied: I am not helping you.

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