Chapter 112

Now, as he would like to see, when he answers the police, he meets the suspect, so as to further analyze the criminal psychological motivation of the suspect.

The girl seemed to wake up suddenly from her sleep. She opened her eyes suddenly. The curled eyelashes were like frightened butterflies, fluttering to fly.

Clear water is like a pool of clear spring eyes looking straight at people, eyes twinkling with the annoyance of being disturbed.

But when I saw someone coming, Su Kui was shocked.

Can't help blurting out, "song city?!"

"What, what?" Han Chen frowned, didn't miss the startled look in the girl's eyes, and then the joy in her eyes.

Who does she think he is?

Inexplicably upset, Han Chen reluctantly suppressed the strange feeling of surging from the bottom of his heart, walked to her opposite side, put down the file bag in his hand, and sat down.

"Miss mu, I think you may have identified the wrong person. I'm Han Chen. I'm a forensic doctor."

The clear magnetic voice was slowly introduced into Su Kui's ear, which also made the nerve just excited by Su Kui slowly quiet. With a sarcastic smile, I could not say whether it was more lost or more joyful.

yes, as like as two peas in Songcheng, the man in front of him is even accurate to his height. In addition to pale face, slightly weak body.

He is a white shirt, half of his sleeve is pulled, cold and bookish. It's totally different from song city, which has a domineering and dark atmosphere.

He forgot again --

slowly spit out a mouthful of dullness, Su Kui raised his smile again and said: "I'm sorry, you are very similar to an old friend of mine, so I just looked away carelessly, please forgive me."

Han Chen would like to ask, which old man will let her see his first mistake as someone else, it must be like to what extent.

But he did not ask the exit after all, the same pale lips hanging with a smile, slightly shaking his head, "it doesn't matter, I don't mind."

Well, Su Kui picked up the eyebrows. It seems that they will know each other again in this life.

But it doesn't matter. It's fun, right?

Maybe when the dust settles down in the future, she can write a book about her boyfriend's 100 moves. Su Kui rubs round ear beads and thinks in a disgusting way.

"Han forensic medicine, may I ask you..." After pondering over the words, Su Kui said, "well Come to see me. What's the matter? "

When it comes to business, Han Chencai remembers the purpose of being left behind by him. He quickly picks up the file on the table, flips it over, clenches his fist against his lips, "cough, look at this first."

Take out a few photos from the file folder, put Han dust on the table and push them to Su Kui.

The place in the photo is in the abandoned underground storage room of Huafeng. There is no change between the things in the room and what Su Kui saw last time. The only difference is that there is a girl who is made into a doll standing in the most prominent place in the room.

Su Kui recognized at a glance that Zhou Xi was the girl with stiff skin because she had been injected with medicine. Her red hair lost its vitality and luster, just like withered grass.

His eyelids were drooping, his eyes were rolling up, his lips were blue gray, and his face was even full of fear before his death.

So fear is magnified countless times in the close-up of the camera.

This is obviously a failure product, no beauty to speak of, so Han Qingyin did not hesitate to give up her.