Chapter 3372

"Who's your father?!" the Lord Wen's chest is undulating and shaking. "Do you know how much you've lost to the Wen family this time?"

Wen Heng sat aside, handsome and precious. He made a cup of tea and behaved mildly and elegantly.

Indifferent to the scene in front of us.

Wen Chen thought blank for a few seconds and suddenly widened his eyes.

"Wen Heng! It's Wen Heng!!" he said hoarsely almost eagerly, "Wen Heng designed me!"

Wen Chen just shouted out. Another crutch hit him directly on the back.

The head of the Wen family jumped hard and his veins burst, "you bastard, you framed and wronged your brother. What's the system to call names and taboos? What's your etiquette and your upbringing?!"

Wen Heng, who was suddenly named, had a seemingly true or false radian on his lips. He rubbed the edge of the tea cup with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, looked at Wen Chen with a smile, and was in no hurry.

Wen Chen groaned. He opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't talk about it.

Let's not say he doesn't have any evidence if he really reveals it.

The Wen family mainly knew that he dared to give medicine to Miss Bai. I'm afraid he's really finished.

Wen Chen is really dumb now. He can't say how bitter it is to eat durian.

I can't say it.

"I tell you, what do you want in private, but don't put these unseen things in public." Lord Wen knew that Wen Chen was a bastard, but he didn't expect him to be so absurd.

Wen Chen was humiliated and bowed his head and clenched his teeth.

Master Wen took a deep breath and turned to look at Wen Heng.

"Heng'er, you should deal with this matter. You think you should press down the hot search and can't leave a trace."

Family disgrace should not be publicized, not to mention such a humiliating thing.

Wen Heng narrowed his eyes. His pupils were dark. He got up and said good.

Lord Wen glared at Wen Chen: "just stay at Wen's house. Don't go out for me during this time. Don't make trouble for me again!"

After that, he left directly.

Only Wen Heng and Wen Chen were left at the scene.

Wen Chen was hit hard for several times and almost couldn't get up. He reluctantly stood up.

His eyes were staring at Wen Heng.

"Is it you?"

"What is Wenchen's brother talking about?" Wenheng said lightly without moving his face.

"Wen Heng!" Wen Chen roared, "how can you do this?!"

Wen Chen doesn't believe it has nothing to do with Wen Heng.

He used to make a lot of small moves behind the scenes at Wen's house. He didn't believe Wen Heng would be invisible.

Wen Heng definitely wants to get rid of him!

"Speak, speak evidence." Wen Heng's suit is straight, deep and introverted. He calmly replied. He looks like a gentle and jade childe.

If Wen Chen had evidence, would he still talk to Wen Heng here!

But every time Wen Heng's means are clean and fierce, Wen Chen can't grasp the handle at all!

The young man meant something and said politely, "be careful in the future."

He nodded slightly to Wen Chen and left.

The next day,

In the morning, there was a fog, and the sky was faint. Most of the a was shrouded in a faint white fog, which could not be seen clearly.

Xu Meng is dead.

This is the first alarm call the police station received in the morning.

He died in the woods of the school.

When the thick fog dispersed, I really saw Xu Meng's body, which made many people feel creepy nausea.

The girl fell into the fallen leaves, blood flowed all over the ground, and dyed the withered yellow leaves red.

It gives people a sense of intuition.

Her body was full of large and small injuries, and she looked at least 20 times.

It's all knife wounds.

It can be seen how cruel the murderer killed him.

Even Xu Zelin could not help but have some nausea and frowned.

The medical examiner stood there, looking down at the body.

He was domineering the day before, but today he has become a cold body.

Just as ranbai looked at the body, a clean and clear light fragrance came close behind him. It lingered in the air if it didn't exist, dispelling the original bloody smell. It was cold like cedar, but it smelled very good.

Especially in such a scene.

The man stood behind her, tall and tall, with a sense of oppression belonging to another person, smiled and said, "our forensic adult is coming again."

Dyeing white is coldly ignored.

"Isn't it?" in full view of the public, Wei Ran boldly fell on the forensic shoulder with one hand. He said with a lazy smile: "he took care of his brother yesterday. Today, a gold owner won't admit it?"

Keep him?

Only Wei Ran can say such words.

The forensic cold hissed, expressionless: "the store manager is less amorous."

The young professor was gentle and abstinent. When he heard ranbai's words, he picked the tip of his eyebrow. The silver white thin chain dropped slightly with his low eyes, and calmly opened in ranbai's ear: "am I amorous, or does the Lord want to give up all the time?"

"Hmm?" he gently picked the ending tone. It was not a very deliberate move, but it made people feel bewitched by the demon rule.

Dyed white: "

"The professor really dares to say anything." she pulled her lips, solemn and cold: "aren't you afraid of what others think."

"No way." Wei Ran said carelessly, "I just ask the gold Lord to be responsible now."

The distance between them was very close. The young man stood behind the woman, his slender fingers still gently lying on her shoulder. From a distance, it looked like half embracing the person in his arms, faint and clear and ambiguous.

Others couldn't help looking more.

It seems unusual to speculate in my heart about the relationship between the special professor of a university and the forensic medicine of the police station.

The corpse, which could hardly see the whole body, was still lying quietly in the fallen leaves. Not far from them, Wei Ran was still very leisurely, elegant and in a good mood. He even had a lazy smile on his lips.

"This death method..." Wei Ran tilted his head and took back his eyes without interest after looking at the body. "It's a little ugly."

He smiled thoughtfully, like a serious joke: "it's not as good as our gold Lord."

Who would compare a dead body to a living person.

Ranbai said, "I think she looks better than you."

Beauty Professor Sven pushed the gold wire frame, and the cold white fingertips clicked on the forensic shoulder, slowly moved along the beautiful shoulder line to the side of her neck, and rubbed the delicate skin at the forensic collar. The temperature was a little cold, the rose colored thin lips were light, and a little scattered: "are you sure you don't reconsider?"

"Or..." Wei Ran rubbed the line of her neck line with his belly, and stayed at the Dai cyan blood vessel if it didn't exist. His breath was elegant, but his action was somewhat ambiguous, which seemed to invade the lust of being drunk in a pool of sake. His tone was frivolous and smiled: "forensic adults like this?"

Ran Baihao impolitely pressed Wei Ran's wrist: "it's better than you."