"It's not that you don't want to kill, it's that Qin Ruiqi doesn't want to kill."

Qin Luoxiang heard the forensic doctor say calmly: "I don't want it, it's the same--" After pausing a little, the forensic doctor said in a gentleman tone: "I can't bear to leave."

"Impossible!" Qin Luoxiang only felt absurd. Qin Ruiqi couldn't bear to part with Song Miaoyun. How could it be? It was Song Bai who was talking nonsense!

Ranbai didn't care about Qin Luoxiang's rebuttal, but said quietly: "Your nephew and the daughter of the Song family are not wishful thinking, but are in love with each other."

The forensic doctor asked patiently:

"A surprise?"

Maybe this like is too small and difficult to detect.

But sooner or later, Qin Ruiqi will understand.

Qin Luoxiang did not hesitate to give up himself and wanted to protect Qin Ruiqi. On the one hand, it was because Qin Ruiqi was his nephew, and on the other hand, he also hoped that Qin Ruiqi could kill the Song family daughter for him.

But what Qin Luoxiang would not have thought of is that he would not accept it even more unacceptable-

Qin Ruiqi likes Song Miaoyun.

Qin Luoxiang looked a little dazed, muttering to himself, and strongly denied: "Impossible...Impossible..."

Too ridiculous.

It's simply impossible.

Everything that should be said has been said.

Ranbai no longer needs to stay and waste time.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the watch clasped on her fair wrist. The silver-white and delicate watch reflected a slightly cold blue light, projecting into her pupils, still as deep as a cold pond.

"I hope you like this story." She stood up calmly, wearing a cold and noble temperament, like cedars and winter cypress.

After the words came to an end, the forensic doctor looked indifferent and turned away, his back was straight and cold, and he was always solemn.

In the interrogation room,

Qin Luoxiang was the only one left, crazy and crazy.

After walking out of the interrogation room, Ranbai walked through the cold corridor of the police station and returned to his office.

She just pushed the door open and accidentally saw the picture in front of her and paused for a moment.

In the solemn office with cool tones, the lights are turned on by someone. The warm light covers the interior, casting quiet light and shadows, adding a little warmth to the originally rigorous and cold office without a trace of humanity, and is incompatible with the deep cold night outside the window.

On the clean and tidy desk, a box of desserts is placed in the center. The exquisite and dreamy packaging is like a beautiful fairy tale, with a faint sweetness permeating the air.

The forensic doctor narrowed his eyes. Facing this unexpected and abnormal scene, he had no emotional fluctuations. He walked over and stopped at his desk.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked at the box of desserts with a tepid feel.

w.r.The symbol of fairy tale is in it.

Ranbai guessed who it was the first time he saw.

After all, no one can do it except that person.

She paused, turned around and walked out.

Lights shine in the office.

Facing the forensic doctor's back, thin but lofty.

It was already late at night, and the police station had been working overtime due to the case.

The night wind rustled, and the branches and leaves swayed left and right in the middle of the night, making rustling sounds, and the dark night filled with light.

A tall and tall figure leaned lazily under the trunk of the tree, and the mottled shadows cast just enveloped him, like a vampire nobleman who came out of the ancient century.

A kind and upright attitude.

The side face lines are clean and clear, delicate and cool, and the curves of long eyelashes are lingering and seductive. The thin chains in golden wire eye sockets reflect a silver-white cold luster in the moonlight, which makes it look hazy late at night, and always gives people the illusion that it seems to be close but out of reach.

It's like the wind slipping through your fingers, and you can't catch it no matter how hard you catch it.

An illusory sense of existence.

Ranbai stood outside the police station, a few steps away from the youth, and stopped.

The moon was as cool as water, and her eyes were also cool, as if the snow was drifting in winter, falling on Wei Ran's body.

The man also noticed her and slowly raised his eyes.

Under his elegant gold-rimmed glasses, there are clear light brown eyes, and a few cold and bright moonlight hidden in his pupils, as beautiful as amber.

From the first glance at Weiran, Ranbai knew that his eyes were very beautiful and seductive.

It’s a pity that I always have a sense of indifference of being affectionate and unfaithful, and even when chatting and laughing, I can’t cover the innate sense of distance.

After seeing the desolate white, Weiran gently curled her bewitching thin lips and pulled out a few romantic and lazy smiles.

Ranbai glanced at it, walked over, and said calmly: "The store manager is quite informative."

"It's not worth mentioning." Weiran said lazily, and he stood up calmly, Yazheng abstinently, "But--" the young man smiled, with a little indescribable frivolity, "I still want to congratulate our forensic doctor on solving the case."

Wei Ran's figure was outlined by Mo, and it became clearer and clearer in Ran Bai's eyes. He looked like a godly slut. He laughed in a low voice and said, "Have you got off work?"

"how."

"Send the forensic doctor home." Weiran said it for granted without a pause, as if it was natural, "Thank you for the forensic doctor these days."

The shadows of the trees swayed and shrouded the two of them in it. The bright moonlight shone softly between the man's eyebrows and eyes.

Weiran accompanied Ranbai to pick up the box of desserts, and the two walked by the police station side by side.

Xu Zelin, who was about to leave, saw such a scene, and his mouth twitched slightly, staring at the slender and noble young man.

What!! Again! Again! Yes! He!

What kind of indissoluble fate is this?

This time the store manager came in with their team's forensic doctor and couldn't afford to offend him.

Xu Zelin twitched.

Ranbai took out the dessert and locked the office door. She seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked in a low voice: "How did you get into the police station?"

Weiran leaned lazily against the side, with a gentle and indifferent look on his side, and was covered in ink. For a moment, he looked like a gentle gentleman in an ancient painting.

After hearing the forensic question, Weiran raised his eyebrows and smiled casually. His deep eyes were a little fun and stared at the forensic doctor directly. He was calm and his voice was deliberately lowered. His voice was clear and magnetic like the ritual music played in the church, with a bit of ambiguous illusion. He only heard him say, "Forensic Lord guess?"

"It's not a legitimate act." The forensic doctor turned around and walked out indifferently, saying, "Is there anything worth guessing."

"No." Weiran laughed lazy and softly, the ending sound was like a small hook. He said without any guilt, and the corners of his lips were still smiling: "I abide by the law very much."

The forensic doctor ignored him.

Walking out of the police station, the young man opened the door of the co-pilot for Ranbai. The real nobleman turned around and walked towards the driver's seat after seeing the woman in. He leaned lazily against the back of the chair, stepped on his long legs casually, and his lines were straight and superior, and he could not stretch out in the car slightly, which seemed a little aggrieved.
Chapter completed!