God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

When the two left the research institute, they saw a silver-gray car parked outside. Looking at the logo, it seemed that they had never seen it before.

Yao Jingrong looked at the car and sighed, "Here comes the tycoon."

"Who?"

Wen Xichun really didn't understand.

"This car is an Aston Martin. It is limited to 77 units worldwide, about 5000 million."

Looking at the luxury car that was only seen at the global auto show on TV, and then looking at the row of old police cars with an average price of [-] to [-] yuan, Wen Xichun understood.

Judging from this posture, it is likely that Su Ran's parents found this way.

Sure enough, a rich man is a rich man. It's not a big deal if you're [-] kilometers away, and you can come if you say so. If the place is not big enough, the gate of the police station may have become a public parking lot.

The gate of the police station was pushed open, and a slender figure slowly came out of the police station, with his head lowered, his figure swaying, and he seemed to be in a bad state.

"Xiao Ran, Dad is so worried about you." Seeing his daughter lost his mind and wearing only a pair of pajamas and a knitted sweater, the old father who is over half a century old hurriedly took off his coat and put it on for his daughter.

Su Ran stood in front of the car silently, then raised her hand, tore off her coat and threw it on the ground, and got into the car without saying a word.

Her husband, Lian Qinian, followed closely. When he saw the old man, he hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

Deputy Bureau Yu also came out to see them off in person, and first had a flamboyant business exchange with this tens of billions of jewelry tycoon, and then made an appointment to play golf together when they had time.

Seeing the two bosses talking and laughing happily, Wen Xichun suddenly thought, what would Zheng Chengxuan's attitude be in front of this jewelry tycoon.

"What are you thinking?" Yao Jingrong broke the silence between the two.

"I was just thinking about what the deceased Zheng Chengxuan would look like in front of this business tycoon."

Yao Jingrong hooked the corner of his mouth: "What a coincidence, we thought of going together."

"It's close." Wen Xichun said mercilessly, then turned and left.

****

The disturbing alarm bell rang untimely in the early morning, and Wen Xichun touched the phone in a daze to check the time.

I was so sleepy, I got off work at three o'clock last night, and I only slept for four hours. Scientific research shows that if people sleep less than five hours for a long time, they will have serious suicidal tendencies.

Wen Xichun dragged his exhausted body to the police station, and the police officers who handled the case with him last night were all sitting in front of the computer with national treasure eye sockets on their faces, sleepy bugs flying around in the office, causing everyone to yawn.

"How's it going?" Wen Xichun leaned in front of the computer, rubbing his sore and swollen eyes.

"On the roof of the hotel, we found at least hundreds of different footprints, and at least dozens of different fingerprints on the water tank." Huang Jiu slammed his head on the table, "After checking these footprints and fingerprints, my son will I can make soy sauce."

"It's monitoring."

"Xiao Liu is still watching over there, monitoring for more than 720 hours in the past month... In other words, can't the forensic department accurately determine the time of death?"

"It's very troublesome. The internal organs of the corpse are severely corrupted and swollen. If it is not handled well, it will explode. There is also one head and two big ones. For the time being, we can only do a DNA test to confirm the identity of the deceased." Wen Xichun thought of the indescribable body. The dead body suddenly felt like a tumbling stomach.

The view of giants is a death phenomenon that is extremely troublesome for forensic doctors. If you don't pay attention, you will be sprayed all over your body. Even an experienced old forensic doctor can't bear it.

"Then I'll go to the research institute to see the situation first, and you guys are busy first."

There is a strong smell of disinfectant in the research institute. Wen Xichun quite likes this smell, at least this smell can give people a sense of security.

Just as he arrived at the door of the dissecting room, the wind mixed with a slight rancid smell passed through the hall.

Wen Xichun glanced at the closed door of the dissecting room, stood for a while, then sat down on the sofa in silence.

After sitting for about half an hour, the door of the anatomy room in front of him finally opened slowly.

All of a sudden, a strong stench hit the face, and a group of forensic doctors, covered with dirty green unknown liquid, rushed out of the room and went straight to the bathroom.

As usual, Yao Jingrong was the last one to get out of it.

He took off his gloves while walking, his face was as pale as paper, and he threw all the protective equipment into the medical waste bin, and then rushed out without saying a word.

Wen Xichun was stunned for a moment, and followed after him.

What, this man walked out without saying a word, and he didn't intend to inform him of the autopsy results.

Running so fast, are you in a hurry to eat lunch?

Wen Xichun didn't think it would work. The whole family of the criminal investigation department was waiting for the result with their mouths open. He had to ask about the situation.

It's just that he just ran to the stairs, but only saw Yao Jingrong's figure flashing past at the corner downstairs, and that corner led directly to the dining room.

Wen Xichun: ...what can I do, eat No.1.

Without thinking, Wen Xichun ran after him, cursing in his heart.

This Yao Jingrong ran really fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Is this the advantage of having long legs?

With two short legs that are not too short, Wen Xichun chased all the way, ran forward along the promenade behind the corner, and finally ran to the end——

Um?Not a dining room?I have never been to the research institute here, what is this white door doing?

Wen Xichun leaned over and listened carefully to the movement inside.

There were bursts of water running inside, like the intermittent sound of washing hands.

Wen Xichun understood that this person came here instead of going to the bathroom to wash his hands, definitely to whet his appetite.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Wen Xichun simply pushed the door open and went in without stopping:

"Speaking of which, can your forensic department handle things more quickly, how many people are waiting..."

Stop talking in the middle of the sentence.

In the mist, the slender and white body looms, and the strong fragrance of bath milk blows towards the face.

The shower above the head was still tirelessly sticking to its post, and the hot water poured in, and Wen Xichun lost his ability to think in an instant.

Under the shower, the man who was interrupted by the push of the door after taking a half shower slowly turned his head, his wet hair was still covered with some foam.

The four eyes met, and for a moment, embarrassment broke out.

"You you you! What are you taking a bath in broad daylight!" Wen Xichun opened the door abruptly, slammed it and walked out.

Yao Jingrong had a puzzled look on her face, and she was scolded even after taking a shower?What's the matter with this man.

When taking DNA from the ribs of the corpse in the dissection room just now, a new forensic doctor did not operate properly, and the highly rotten and high-pressure corpse exploded instantly, and almost everyone was sprayed on the head and face. Fortunately, Yao Jingrong hid quickly, but it was inevitable. Implications, so once the autopsy was over, almost everyone went out and went straight to the bathroom, or simply went home and took a shower first.

Originally, he was in a bad mood because of this incident, but the person surnamed Wen wanted to come over and scold him.

Wen Xichun was blushing (although he didn't know why) standing at the door of the bathroom, steaming up, he paced back and forth in a daze, thinking about how to explain it or simply get angry and cover it up.

The door in front of him opened suddenly, and a thin and strong arm stretched out from it. It precisely found the position of his hand, and then with all his strength——

Wen Xichun fell into the mist again.