Chapter 3325

The Black Textured pen turned around on the fingertips and shook out the residual shadow feeling, which was dazzling. The dark eyes reflected Wen Chen's shadow, which was slightly broken. Wen Heng's tone was gentle, but it was particularly sharp, "when illegitimate children deserve to speak in front of me."

"I call you brother. Don't think you can really do anything to me." Wen Chen's face is ugly and bites his teeth, "you know..."

Before Wen Chen's words were finished, the doctor stretched out his hand and pulled off his tie. His white fingers were buckled on the black tie. His color was cold and abstinence. His action was somewhat ruffian and arrogant. When his long eyelashes were slightly drooping, the pupil color was very deep, and the radian outlined at the end of his eyes was violent, "roll."

Wen Chen's remaining words stuck in his throat and didn't know whether to say them or not.

With a calm face, he dropped a word, then turned and walked away: "Wen Heng, wait for me."

There was a very low lazy sneer behind him.

Nine fifteen in the morning.

The psychological clinic welcomed a guest.

He is a tall and thin man named Zhao Zhao. His eyebrows and eyes are always gloomy and covered with lingering blood. However, after seeing Wen Heng, he politely shouted, "Dr. Wen."

Wen Heng's thin lips smiled with no temperature, and the gentleman nodded.

"Now that we're here, let's go on." the doctor casually dropped his pen and stood up slowly.

"I feel really much better these months, especially when I'm here. I'm very relaxed." Zhao Zhao licked his lips, looking uncontrollably happy, "thank you very much, Dr. Wen!"

Wen Heng carelessly drew the curtain of the psychological room and completely covered the light from the window. The curtain is dark. When there is no light penetration, the layout of the room always seems a little dark.

His eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the dark. He couldn't see clearly. He saw half of his thin lips curl up and heard him say, "you're welcome."

"Yes." when Wen Heng spoke, he was not in a hurry. He had a kind of warm ruffian Qi, if any, with a dangerous smell that was difficult to control.

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The night of the city comes quietly, the night is diffuse, and a curved moon shines brightly in the air.

Sun Lugang just got off work from the company. Her home is close to the company. She walks back every night. Looking at the vast night ahead, sun Lu pursed her lips, clenched her hands and walked faster.

A figure passed her.

Sun Lu didn't notice at all, but still walked forward quickly.

The figure ran counter to sun Lu, in the opposite direction, farther and farther away.

After a few steps, the man stopped, his eyes as cold as new snow.

It's dyed white.

She lowered her eyes and played with a white mobile phone in her hand. She just got it.

From sun Lu.

Dyed white long finger gently buttoned the mobile phone screen and knocked. The light on the screen set off her clear snow eyebrows and eyes.

A chuckle sounded in the night wind, clear and lazy.

Dyeing white moves slightly.

Not far away, the tall and straight young man leaned against the street lamp and was still wearing a light white windbreaker. He put it on this time, but he didn't fasten the button. His shirt was clean and white, his hem was tied at his waist, and his long legs overlapped each other, elegant as an aristocrat.

At this time, he looked at dyed white with great interest. The gold wire glasses refracted the light. He could clearly see his light brown clear eyes, which seemed to contain a somewhat erratic smile.

Dyed white's eyes ran into him.

"I didn't expect it." the light and shadow cast by the street lamp broke on his shoulders and cast a long oblique shadow. The eyes were as light as amber, and the light was cast into them. The tone of ridicule: "we are always serious forensic adults who will do this kind of thing."

There was a short distance between the two of them, with a constant stream of people in the middle, and their eyes intertwined in mid air.

The young forensic doctor who witnessed the crime scene was still holding a mobile phone. Rao was so indifferent that he ignored Wei Ran and walked forward.

When the forensics passed him, Wei Ran tilted his head, his long eyelashes were falling with the light of the street lamp, against the pupil color, his white fingers pulled the dyed white sleeves, and said lazily: "how can I say that I also witnessed the crime scene of a little sister, is it a little unreasonable to ignore me?"

Dyed white stopped there, stood in the shadow of the street lamp, glanced coldly at his torn sleeves.

"Why. The forensic doctor wants to hit me again?" he noticed the white line of sight, Wei Ran smiled briefly, narrowed his eyes a little, a little careless, leaned down slightly close to the woman, and a small shadow fell from his long eyelashes. His tone seemed to be complaining and a little joking: "you were red before."

The young forensic doctor completely ignored Wei Ran's words. His thin lips moved gently and his voice was cold: "get out of the way."

When the voice fell, she took out her sleeves from Wei Ran's fingers and solemnly smoothed the slight wrinkles on them. Her meticulous and solemn attitude was difficult to approach.

"So fierce?" Wei ran lightly picked his eyebrows and smiled lazily. Looking at the figure walking forward, relying on his height and long legs, he caught up with him a few steps, walked beside the forensic medicine, and apologized with a good attitude: "OK. I admit I'm kidding."

He said: "if our forensic doctors didn't want to investigate the case, how could they get their mobile phones."

"Can you shut up?" ran Bai looked at the well-dressed, elegant and noble young man in a cold voice.

Wei Ran really thought about it seriously, and then gave a regrettable reply: "with all due respect, I'm afraid not."

The man looks elegant and gentleman.

But in fact, the arrogance and carelessness melted into the bones are faintly visible and bewitching people.

Ran Bai asked coldly, "in that case, can the store manager explain why you are here?"

"W.R. fairy tales are nearby, and I should not be surprised here." Wei Ran smiled with a clear and meaningful eyebrow, like a teacher coming out of an ancient painting. "It turns out that the forensic adult cares about me so much?"

He let out a faint sigh, which was full of contradictory perplexity. He smiled and said, "I'm a little moved."

The young forensic doctor suddenly stopped. Her eyes were very good-looking. They were peach blossom eyes. They should have been slightly demon treated, but Sheng Sheng was pressed by such a cold and solemn breath. The pupil color was slightly deep, like a thin layer of glass light, reflecting cold light.

Wei Ran blinked his left eye and stopped.

The two looked at each other in the night.

"Please be moved by the store manager." she said, "and don't follow me."

Wei Ran stood in place and watched the forensic leave.

He narrowed his light eyes slightly, and his slender white fingers bent slightly against the red bewitched lips, covering the warm and dangerous radian. The pupil color precipitated a beautiful and deep color, in which the light and shadow were fleeting, and the banter interest color did not fade.