The young man she saw in the sealed album that day was indeed him.

Zhou Lixing's performance is indeed intriguing.

Since they are the daughter of an old friend, why are they so distant and avoided, and pretend to be unfamiliar with each other?

However, seeing Zhou Lixing's appearance, even if he asked, he couldn't get any answers. Ranbai left casually, walked around the villa, and walked into Zhou Jia's room alone.

Zhou Jia's door was half open, and the decoration inside was gorgeous and ostentatious. Many luxury goods were placed in the room, which really showed the owner's high-profile personality.

The forensic doctor stood at the desk, his porcelain white fingertips slashed across the table and opened the drawer.

But suddenly I heard a hoarse voice behind me.

"Forensic Doctor Song."

Zhou Lixing came over at some point and stood at the door. His dark and turbid eyes stared at the forensic doctor's back and spoke after a few seconds.

Ranbai turned around, as cold as ever, looking at Zhou Lixing, "Is there anything wrong?"

The moment the woman turned around, Zhou Lixing was in a daze when he saw the familiar and unfamiliar delicate face, but he was far younger than he had in his memory.

It really looks like...but it doesn't look like it.

The person in my memory is always gentle and gentle, and treats everyone like that, as if he will never be angry.

But the person in front of him is different, even the opposite...

The indifference that should not be introduced to a stranger is almost sharp and loneliness.

Is such a contrasting personality... because of the influence of that matter?

Zhou Lixing couldn't help but licked his dry lips, and his throat rolled hard. His eyes looked at the forensic doctor with emotions that others could not understand, as if they were struggling, as if they felt guilty, as if they were pity.

But in the end, he moved his lips and made a faint, almost unaudible sound: "...It's okay."

Ranbai didn't ask, but just looked at the drawer indifferently. Apart from the luxurious and exquisite jewelry, the existence of the diary seemed particularly abrupt.

She took it out.

Seeing this, Zhou Lixing smiled helplessly: "Our family has always had the habit of writing diaries, and Jia Jia also... she writes a diary every day."

But who would have thought it would be possible.

The diary will stay forever on that day.

The forensic doctor's white fingers pressed against the edge of the diary and flipped through two pages. He could see Zhou Jia's growth and mood from the diary.

The later it goes, the more distorted it becomes.

【September 3, sunny.

They all hate it so much that no one wants to be friends with me. So is that bitch Xu Meng, too. He has one thing in front of him and another behind him. Don’t think I don’t know!

I met a fool today, and his timid look was so funny.

I asked Xu Meng to take her to the bathroom and strip her clothes. Seeing how she collapsed, she looked like a poor person hahaha!

This is the fun.

I'm a little happy.]

【September 7, sunny

Zhao Ying actually dared to resist me?

It's really ridiculous.

A child from a poor family relies on part-time jobs to work on living expenses. What qualifications do you have to do with me?]

Ranbai read the entire diary roughly.

There are many people who record similar events, most of which are mentioned are Zhao Ying's name, and others are also mentioned.

Xu Zelin said before that he met a female classmate named Zhao and Ying.

"Mr. Zhou." Ranbai shouted in a calm tone.

Zhou Lixing responded and was inexplicably uneasy: "What's wrong?"

The forensic doctor asked, and the clear eyes were very deep: "Have you read Zhou Jia's diary?"

"No." Zhou Lixing was stunned when he heard Ran Bai's words, then shook his head and explained: "Jia Jia never let me into her room. As a child, she always has her own secrets." He asked tentatively: "Is there anything in the diary?"

"You can take a look at it yourself." Ranbai didn't say anything and put the diary back into the drawer.

The deceased was still a college student and did not enter society.

I don’t have many social circles in my daily life. Xu Zelin and Ranbai have also been to other places, but no other discoveries have been found.

When the two returned to the police station, it was already a little dark.

Xu Zelin also read that diary.

I have to say.

Judging from the only clues available now.

Zhao Ying is suspicious.

It’s not just Zhao Ying, but also other people who are violently bullied by other small groups led by Zhou Jia.

If we follow this idea, the murderer may not have stopped.

People who usually do whatever they want with Zhou Jia, such as Xu Meng, are likely to be killed.

This is still a preliminary conclusion. Xu Zelin will conduct a more detailed investigation in the next step.

"It's getting late, so you can go back first." He said to Ranbai: "One case after another, there is no time to have a good rest."

The forensic doctor nodded and said indifferently, "You are the same."

It was dark and the stars were holding the moon.

The autumn wind is filled with a thin chill.

After leaving the police station, Ranbai drove slowly. The window was half open, and the night wind blew in, shattering the woman's hair, making her eyebrows and eyes look picturesque.

Unconsciously,

Ranbai had already driven the car near w.r. fairy tale.

The cold and abstinent forensic doctor put the steering wheel with one hand and looked casually, and could see the dessert shop across the street.

w.r. fairy tale.

In the night full of neon lights, it only looks clean and elegant.

Ranbai glanced at it twice, Qing Mo Ling had no emotions in his narrow eyes, and he didn't think about going in, and was about to leave directly.

But without warning, I heard a clear and nice voice, with a bit of playful and lazy smile.

"Since the forensic doctor is here, why don't you go in?"

Ranbai was about to drive.

The tall and tall figure walked towards her step by step against the cold light of the moonlight.

Weiran probably just came back from outside and happened to see Ranbai.

When he approached, he leaned against the car door without being unfamiliar. His posture was a bit indescribable, and his legs were long and straight.

Weiran raised his delicate eyebrows slightly and looked at the person in the driver's seat. His arms were slightly bent and he lay casually on the edge of the open car window. His hands were slender and beautiful, just like the cold white like the bright moonlight.

"Why, I'm thinking of others here?" The young man half-supported the car window, with traffic behind him, and the lights of thousands of houses were not as gentle and bewitching as his eyebrows and eyes. The arc with his thin lips, he was teasing with a tone.

Ran Bai glanced at Weiran's arms that were lazy on the car window and said lightly: "Pick your hand away." The forensic doctor had a expressionless face, "I'll go up to the car window."

Weiran is still wearing a light white windbreaker today, with her arms open. The shirt is clean and snow-white. The style of the windbreaker is different from before. It is long to the knees and is set against the lines of those long legs. The buttons of the shirt are untied as usual. They are not very serious. Because of the bent over, you can vaguely see the curve of the collarbone, which is unreasonably charming and sexy, and the voice is low: "Miss forensic doctor is so angry?"

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell lightly on the young man's collarbone.
Chapter completed!