He stepped forward for two steps. His slender and distinct fingers supported the computer desktop on the side of the woman in white and stood at the left rear of the dyed white. That posture seemed a little closer. His tall and straight body easily shrouded people and cast a beautiful oblique shadow feeling through the sun.
Wei Ran leaned over and inadvertently turned to amber pupils. You can see the thin neckline of the forensic medicine on the solemn neckline, and the Dai cyan blood vessels are thin and fragile.
His light pupil color was a little deeper, and the tip of his tongue touched his upper jaw. Perhaps it was such a cold and rigorous temperament. The meticulous snow-white collar buttoned on the top always wanted people to destroy something and bring out something else.
Wei Ran's snow-white tooth tip was slightly itchy, and he suddenly wanted to bite it. For example, he tore open the forensic collar and bit on the curve of the neck. He whispered silently. He looked at ran Bai with a smile, narrowed his eyes and restrained his inexplicable impulse. He asked the forensic in his ear. The tone was clear, with a unique magnetism, like sake brewed under the moon night. His tone was a little teasing: "What does the coroner see?"
Standing there, ranbai can feel the figure standing behind him, with the breath of another person, the light fragrance, the cold lingering, the good smell of bewitchment, and the non annoying sense of oppression when approaching.
The light white windbreaker was draped over the young man's shoulder, the sleeves fell down, and crossed her fingers inadvertently. The silver white cufflinks on the sleeves were slightly cold.
She listened to the young man speak in a relaxed tone. Maybe it was close. When his thin lips were lifted, the clean breath sprayed on his dyed white ears, which brought a momentary sense of discomfort. The temperature of the silver white chain hanging from the gold wire glasses was cold and close at hand.
The forensic doctor, who had been cold and aloof, paused for a moment, turned his face and opened the distance. When he looked down, he could see the young man against the white fingers on the edge of the table and asked indifferently, "who is the person in charge of delivering dessert to He Ying."
Wei Ran blinked his eyes and didn't mind the alienation of the forensic medicine. He leaned on the table and still smiled and replied, "I don't know."
The clerk next to him said, "it's Zhou Xu..."
Next, ranbai met Zhou Xu and learned a very important message. Zhou Xu called He Ying when he arrived at He Ying community that night.
But it's not connected.
The phone shows off.
According to He Ying's situation, she can't turn off her mobile phone by herself.
Very likely——
He Ying was killed during the period from ordering dessert to sending dessert to the community.
Dye Bai is business again. Understand some details, and then ask Wei Ran.
But Wei Ran's answer is not satisfactory every time.
As the store manager of W.R. fairy tale, Wei Ran seems to know nothing about his own store, completely let go and let it develop freely.
The forensics stared at him silently, his eyes cold as winter snow.
"What do you want me to do?" Wei Ran greeted her white eyes, smiled with thin lips, and looked lazy. "W.R. fairy tales are not released very well?"
The clerk nearby didn't dare to speak, and said secretly in his heart.
Store manager, you're okay to say.
How many times have you been here since the dessert shop opened?
What else have you managed besides giving money!
I don't know whether the clerk thinks too much or what. He always feels that their shopkeeper seems to be teasing his little sister.
Sometimes he felt that the dye white gas field was too cold. It happened that their shopkeeper was still talking and laughing, gentle and innocent.
I don't understand. I don't understand.
I dare not say, I dare not ask.
"Ask three unknowns, sir." ran Bai spoke coldly, and the tone was calm: "what do you know?"
Wei Ran gave a cry and looked at dye's white eyes with a strange eyebrow. It seemed that he had found something interesting. The light colored eyes smiled and seemed to be broken in them: "it turns out that we are such an inhumane forensic adult who can still make fun of people?"
His lazy and joking appearance is a little polite. The contradictory temperament is incisively and vividly interpreted in him. It clearly makes people feel very dangerous, but he still wants people to approach.
The feeling is like a poppy in full bloom. It's charming but deadly. It kills hundreds of flowers when the flowers bloom. It's still confusing when you know the danger. It's a hunter who is a little restrained. He teases the prey lazily. His action is very confusing, but when you think you're close to him, you find that you're still at an unknown distance. It seems close and out of reach.
However, ranbai was indifferent to this kind of deception, even turned a blind eye, and was very sober and coldly spit out two words: "shut up."
Wei Ran sighed lightly, and the yuppie said, "well, it's a little helpless to indulge in it and give a lazy evaluation:" it's really cold. "
"However, I think I'd like to reiterate one point." Wei Ran smiled and chanted. The gold wire glasses were elegant and noble against the gentlemanly demeanor. The white fingers gently pulled off the dyed white sleeves, and the action shook slightly like a gesture of kindness.
I don't know if it's the illusion of dyeing white. It's a bit like a cat waking up in the afternoon sun. It lightly jumped in the owner's arms and lazily scratched the owner's paw. Although the action is a little pricking, it doesn't hurt or itch. It's more like asking the owner's attention.
Wei Ran's cold fingertips shook against the dyed white snow-white sleeves. The finger lines were clean and slender. In the forensic's obviously cold eyes, he smiled and opened his mouth: "since the forensic adults have said one question and three don't know, what else can I know?"
The forensic doctor paused for a moment, looked at the young man without emotion, and his dark eyes, which had always been calm, contained ice and snow. He raised his hand not light but not heavy, patted Weiran's hand, and turned to the outside of the W.R. fairy tale.
I don't know if it's because the young people's skin is too thin and too white. They just turn shallow red after being photographed, leaving Fei marks.
Piansheng Weiran was not angry. He was an elegant gentleman. He smiled and looked at the lonely figure of the forensic doctor leaving. He had a good temper and invited: "come, don't you stay and try dessert."
The man was well-dressed, cold and abstinent. He didn't turn around and walked straight out of the W.R. fairy tale. His eyes didn't return and calmly refused: "No."
Two concise words.
Wei Ran narrowed his eyes, and the gold wire glasses reflected light.
It's so cold.
When ranbai came out of the W.R. fairy tale, Xu Zelin and Lu Yuan were waiting in the car.
Seeing the woman coming out, Xu Zelin took the lead in asking, "do you have any information?"
Ranbai opens the door and combs the valuable information for Xu Zelin.
Xu Zelin frowned slightly and his face sank slightly.
"He Ying... Was probably killed in the company."
Who will kill a girl in the company, and through what channels will people be dumped into the river.
Dyed white nodded slightly. After a pause, she suddenly asked, "did He Ying find his cell phone?"