Chapter 3338

They held an umbrella together, and their hands holding the handle overlapped. The pure black and solemn umbrella shrouded them and rotated with the action, and the rain falling from the umbrella bone splashed everywhere with the rotation arc.

Dye Bai didn't see his face clearly, but heard the murderer's lazy smile.

"Take the umbrella." the young man slightly lifted the corners of his lips. The lip color he had just bitten seemed to break the color like rose juice. It was moist and beautiful. With the snow-white between his teeth, he was like a sick aristocrat sucking blood. His voice was dumb, magnetic and bewitching. He joked like a tease: "it's my fault to let the detective catch cold in the rain."

The forensic doctor rarely has any expression. At the moment, he looks cold and frowned, which makes it difficult for strangers to enter.

Detective?

Why doesn't this man die.

Under the heavy rain, the wind roared past, crushing the murderer's romantic and strange tone, giving people the illusion of tenderness, just like the beautiful and elegant music in the auditorium.

He stepped back as a gentleman and bowed like an ancient aristocratic etiquette.

"Goodbye."

The voice fell.

The young man stepped on the dirty and mottled wall with one foot, and the long legs were straight and powerful, with an unspeakable sense of cold desire.

He left his umbrella to ran Bai. He didn't have a big umbrella. The heavy rain soon wetted his black windbreaker. His slender and clear fingers touched the wall. However, he quickly climbed over the wall and left. His back was lazy and evil. It seemed that it was just an illusion to disappear late at night.

The forensic doctor's face was cold, and her fingertips rubbed the place where the murderer licked and bit hard, so that even the original white skin color of her neck turned red. Ambiguous bite marks could be seen in the thin red. The touch of blank trembling had not faded. She stood in place, solemn and cold, staring at the night in the distance. There was a knife and sword shadow in her eyes, which was fierce enough to tear people apart.

She was holding a black umbrella, not the one she came with. It was left to her by the murderer.

The umbrella half covered the forensics' eyebrows and eyes.

meanwhile,

When night falls, the bustle of the city and the noise of the night show incisively and vividly. Neon lights flash, lights and wine are green, and you still don't know how tired you are in the wind and rain.

In a high-end club,

Song Miaoyun hurriedly grabbed the door and fled under the laughter of the people in a box. His face was still red with anger because of humiliation, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Yo. The beauty still wants to run?" the man in the dark red suit lying on the sofa said with a frivolous smile: "don't you catch me back?"

The two bodyguards standing on one side responded and chased out directly.

Song Miaoyun felt that someone was chasing him. He was more flustered and wanted to cry at the bottom of his heart.

She originally wanted to give an interview to a young master surnamed Wen today. Who knows that young master Wen is still flirting with her?!

Song Miaoyun, however, was spoiled since childhood and was not afraid of anything. He directly smashed Wen Chen with something.

That's good.

The young master Wen, who holds his height, was annoyed and ordered him to be arrested.

Song Miaoyun fled in a panic. His body trembled with fear and burst into tears. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing one day.

Just then.

The door of a box on the left side of the corridor was suddenly pushed open from the inside. The slender and white hands were amazing.

The slender and tall figure came out of the box, dressed neatly, drooping eyes and finishing the cuffs, low luxury and exquisite.

He is a young man. He has a good face. He is so handsome that he seems to have a soul. He looks as warm as jade, but the radian half filled with thin lips is a little ruffian.

At that time, song Miaoyun was afraid of nothing else. He rushed up directly, as if he saw the last straw. His voice was dumb because of crying and fear. He asked the man for help: "help me! Help me! Someone is catching me, me..."

A girl suddenly rushed in front of him. Wen Heng narrowed his eyes and glanced a little impatiently.

Song Miaoyun saw clearly the man's eyes. The eyes were long and narrow and bewitching. The pupil color was very deep and heavy. It was like a boundless dark night, outlining a bit of amorous light.

She was stunned and wriggled her lips. Her voice was much lower, with a desperate cry: "save me, save me, I will repay you..."

The man in front of him suddenly smiled. He was gentle and noble, and his voice was low: "don't cry. It's hard to see."

"Beautiful young lady." Wen Heng seems gentle, but more is the evil ruffian atmosphere that has not been covered up. His tone is elegant and polite, but actually it is very bad and cool: "good luck."

Next second.

Wen Heng didn't have any compassion, and didn't want to give out patience. He walked forward with long legs.

At this time, two people behind him, Gao Ma Da's bodyguard, also rushed up. When they saw song Miaoyun, they sneered. Even if they saw Wen Heng who had not left in time, they were surprised.

"Wen Shao."

There is only one Wen Shao in the Wen family.

The eldest son of the Wen family,

Wen Heng.

As for Wen Chen?

Others call him young master Wen.

Although the name Wen Chen was so angry, no one dared to contradict the gentle young master of the Wen family.

Wen Heng's white fingertips slipped from the cufflinks, glanced carelessly, slightly raised his thin lips, smiled and said, "why, something's wrong."

"The young lady is not sensible. She bumped into Wen Shao unintentionally. We'll take him away now." one of the bodyguards said respectfully and secretly gave another man a look.

Then the two men came forward directly and wanted to take song Miaoyun away.

"It's not like this!" song Miaoyun screamed. He knew from the bottom of his heart that if he was really caught back, it would be really over. "They want to catch me!! that Wen Chen is a disciple, huh --!"

Before Song Miaoyun finished speaking, he was directly covered by the bodyguard's mouth and was forced to make no sound.

The bodyguard did not dare to disturb Wen Heng any more. At present, he forcibly grabbed song Miaoyun and was ready to leave.

Wen Heng stood still for two seconds. No one knew what he was thinking. He just listened to his sparse and elegant opening. His tone was very casual. It was not a discussion, but a notice: "people stay, you go."

Song Miaoyun opened his eyes in an instant. Oh, it's even worse!

The bodyguard was stiff in place.

It's not going, it's not going.

Finally, he didn't dare to disobey Wen Heng, so he had to harden his head and say, "Wen Shao, this woman doesn't know the height of heaven and earth. I'm afraid she'll disturb you if she stays."

Wen Heng's tone was flat and light: "do you need me to say it again?"

The bodyguard was stunned in an instant. After a little hesitation, he released song Miaoyun.

Offending Wen Chen is scolded at most, but offending Wen Heng

I'm afraid I can't get along in the future.

Song Miaoyun was free and hurried to the man's back, biting his lips tightly.

Wen Chen never saw anyone come back. He was angry and impatient. He came out of the box, but he didn't expect to encounter such a picture.

His eyes sank.