Chapter 3368

A sudden knock on the door broke the situation.

No more, no less, just three.

Footsteps stopped.

It took about a second or two to ring, but it went in the opposite direction.

Dye white and meditate for two seconds,

So... Lucky?

Tut.

She turned back and didn't continue to look for her diary. Instead, she quietly opened the window of the study, supported it with one hand, directly turned over the window and jumped out, but for a moment, she didn't disturb anyone.

The diary can be turned over again.

But catching people depends on opportunity.

I want to know who just knocked on the door more than diaries.

After hearing the knock, Zhou Lixing opened the door in doubt and shouted who, but no one answered.

He frowned and opened the door.

A slender and tall figure stood lazily outside the door.

He wore a black sweater and a hat, pressed down his broken black hair, half covered his eyebrows and eyes, and looked very young.

Zhou Lixing heard a clear and low voice before he asked who you were.

"Your express, sir."

Zhou Lixing was stunned, "I......" didn't buy express.

His subconscious feeling was not quite right, and it was the next second.

The young man suddenly raised his eyebrows and eyes. Those light brown eyes hide the meaning of bewitchment, deep and dark, like the most dangerous abyss in the world.

For a moment, Wei Ran snapped his fingers in front of Zhou Lixing. His fingerbones were long and cold.

Zhou Lixing stood where he was, his eyes were in a trance, turned around blankly, and took the initiative to close the door as if everything had never happened.

Wei Ran looked at that scene carelessly. His thin lips were filled with a lazy smile. There was no temperature.

"Baby..." the young eye's color is deep and glowing. He sighs a little. He is like a bubble in the sun. It seems to be murmuring to himself, as if he were talking to second people, with a tender feeling of tenderness: "really careless."

Wei Ran glanced at the dark sky. The tip of his tongue touched his lower jaw and tutted. Instead of leaving from the main door of the villa, he chose to climb over the wall.

The night wind was cool, blowing the young man's broken hair in a mess. His eyebrows and eyes were exquisite. He knew that one was following him not far away.

The young shopkeeper smiled happily, quickened his pace, stopped a taxi on the road at random, lowered his voice and said to the driver, "go to the nearest bar."

"OK!" the driver's uncle responded positively. Listening to the voice, he only thought it was too pleasant. He couldn't help looking back at the guests in the back seat.

Dark sweater and black trousers are casually worn. It seems that he has a abstinence feel of fashion films, like a refined and delicate poster, clear and lazy, with a little elegant ruffian.

The sweater hat was casually buttoned on his black hair, half covering his eyebrows and eyes. You can still see the deep and beautiful contour lines, which increasingly set off the cold and white skin color.

At the moment, the young man leaned lazily against the back of the chair, his legs folded, and looked out of the window. His thin lips seemed to hook a playful arc.

It's evil.

It's hard to provoke.

The driver secretly made such a comment, smashed his tongue, and wondered where the criminals would come from

No, if criminals look so good, they don't need to commit crimes. Just rely on that face.

And behind the taxi,

The medical examiner quickly stopped a car. She sat in with long legs and made a concise statement: "follow the car in front."

Just as the driver wanted to ask where to go, he heard such a sentence. He was a little curious. He immediately showed a smile at random, patted his chest and made a promise, and said bluntly: "don't worry! I've been driving for more than ten years. I'm very professional! It's not the first time to do this."

The driver looked back at his cold and aloof figure and gossiped: "little girl, that's your boyfriend in front, isn't it?! don't worry, I'll follow him closely and help you catch adultery!"

Dyed white:?

She slowly typed a question mark.

How could the driver be so excellent? What did he think of these unreliable guesses.

"No." the forensic denied coldly, sparing words like gold.

"Ah?" the driver was shocked. "Are you married?!"

The driver was worried: "girl, I think you are very young. Why did you enter the grave of marriage so early!"

The forensics air pressure was cold for most of the time. It was like a cold winter day. It was bitter cold. She stared at the car in front through the window and said, "there is a criminal in the car in front. I want to arrest him. Understand?"

"!!!" the driver was shocked. "What you said is true? You, you, you are a policeman?!"

Dye white low pressure, impatiently threw out a sentence: "forensic medicine."

The driver immediately sat up straight and felt that he was shouldering the social responsibility, "I'm sure to follow him and I won't lose it!"

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And in front,

Wei Ran propped up his chin slightly. Through the rear mirror of the car, he could see the car that had been clenched. He gently clicked the corners of his lips, smiled low, and seemed to be pleased. He muttered to himself, "the little detective is really persistent."

The driver's uncle didn't hear what Wei Ran said clearly. He was very familiar with talking, "Hey, look at your young age. What do you do now?"

The young man's white back of his hand gently touched his delicate jaw. He looked light and lazy. When he heard the question from the driver, Wei Ran narrowed his light eyes thoughtfully. After a few minutes, he seemed to think of something. He smiled happily, licked the thin soft corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and replied very irreverently: "kept by the gold Lord."

His voice is clear and magnetic, pleasant to the extreme, with a faint smile. His tone is very reasonable and natural. It seems that he thinks it is a thing worth showing off.

Driver: "?!"

His driving hand shook and almost caused a great disaster. When he hit the car in front, the driver struggled to stabilize his shaking hand and swallowed his saliva. He couldn't help looking at the young man behind him in the car mirror. He didn't need to look at the whole picture and knew that he was born with a good bone appearance. It was really... It was really worth keeping.

"I think you are so young that there are many things you can do in the future!" the driver was a little worried. He couldn't bear such a good-looking young man to go astray. He couldn't help persuading him and said politely as much as possible: "there's no need... That's what."

Wei Ran was really in a good mood. He said lazily, "there's no way. The gold Lord is too cute to control."

Driver: "

He once heard the captive say so.

Shouldn't he be poor, with huge debts and desperate to sell himself to bury his father!

How can this be... How can it be very pleasant? Kua Jinzhu is cute???

The driver was in a trance and felt that his outlook on life had been impacted.

He was silent. He held it for a long time. His face turned red. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "how much does your gold Lord give you?"

The beauty store manager replied seriously: "one thousand and one yuan."