Fu Shimo stopped writing the case, put down the pen in his hand, closed it, and put it into the pen holder.
He raised his hand and gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.
"I took the job."
After he finished speaking, he didn't listen to the chatter of the person on the other end of the phone.
Fu Shimo cut off the phone, packed the case and put it in the drawer, picked up the key, got up and walked out of the office.
"..."
Hearing the beeping sound of the phone, Susukino hung up the phone, leaning on the back seat with a trace of doubt between his eyebrows.
To persuade Shi Mo so easily? He thought that he was going to be dry, and it seemed that the appeal of this case was quite large.
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On the other side of the police car, Hu Yuee sat alone in the back seat.
Obviously, the air conditioner is not turned on in the car, but it is inexplicably cold.
Hu Yue'e rubbed her arms and looked at the person driving in front of her, "Wang Dasha, have you turned on the air conditioner? Do you want to freeze me to death?"
Wang Zhuoran, who was named, held the steering wheel with one hand and touched the tip of his nose with the other hand, "No, don't wrong a good person indiscriminately."
And why didn't he feel the cold and she felt it alone? Care to find fault this is!
Hu Yue'e muttered to herself, "It's strange." Could it be that she has a cold so she feels cold?
She picked up the coat on the seat and put it on, and the coldness dissipated a little bit.
Hua Liangzi, who was sitting in the police car, moved her position to stay away from Hu Yuee as much as possible.
She almost forgot that she had been dead for two years, and the breath on her body would be colder after soaking in water for so long.
In fact, sitting together won't have much impact, at most it is to catch a cold and go back to catch a cold.
Seeing that Hu Yue'e still felt cold, she sighed and floated out of the car.
Forget it, don't take the car anymore, she just hasn't been in the car for too long, so she's a little excited and can't control her breath.
"strangeness."
The coldness finally disappeared, and Hu Yue'e's brows were puzzled.
Suddenly, I remembered the wooden coffin and the female corpse in the park, and my back was inexplicably cold.
Don't think about it, don't think about it, and don't scare yourself.
Hu Yuee swallowed, picked up her phone and started watching TV, turning the volume up to maximum to distract her attention.
Wang Zhuoran: "..."
Does the volume need to be so loud? Is this ear deaf?
Hua Liangzi floated in the air, she glanced at the black falcon that was following the police car, and floated over to follow Yan Zhixu.
Hua Liangzi looked grateful, "Miss, thank you."
If she hadn't met this young lady, her body might have been left in that dry well for several years or even more than ten years, and it might not be discovered until the well was dry.
And she herself may not be able to insist that she will become an evil|ghost at that time.
Yan Zhixu's hand was on the handle, controlling the speed so that he did not overtake.
"Need not."
She can get merit by solving this matter. The relationship between them is actually equal, and no one is superior.
The speed of the police car was too slow, and a little bit of impatience gradually appeared in her eyes.
Holding the accelerator handle, the car flexibly overtook the vehicle in front, making a piercing and blood-boiling roar.
Several police cars saw the black Falcon that had left them far behind, with colorful and even cracked facial expressions.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Fine, that's arrogant, speeding in front of the police.