Forensic without kites

Chapter 104 Blood on the Nib (7)

Mo Bai was startled, subconsciously turned his head to the side.

A tall, thin man entered.

When he stared at the person with burning eyes, the other person was also looking at him.

The 28-year-old man exudes a mature and stable atmosphere, and his handsome face is a little quiet, with the unique vigor of this age.

"Brother Qingyao? Are you back?"

Wen Yun grabbed the cloth doll in her hand and ran towards him.

Xu Qingyao gently wrapped her arms around her waist, lowered her eyes, a little helpless: "Ah Jun, I didn't tell you not to run so fast, what if you fall down."

"If I fall down, I will get up."

She looked up at him and smiled.

He nodded her Qiong nose helplessly, took the doll in her hand, and gently placed it on the shoe cabinet in the entrance.He took her hand and walked towards the living room.

"Brother, you are here."

Seeing Jiang He, Xu Qingyao nodded slightly at him.

Jiang He put down the cloth in his hand, "Qingyao, this is Mo Bai, my colleague, I'll bring him to dinner."

After hearing this, Xu Qingyao pulled Wenyun to sit on the sofa, then stretched out a hand with a smile on his face: "Hello, I am Ajun's husband, just call me Xu Qingyao. You are very kind, we are Didn't you see it somewhere?"

Mo Bai scratched his head in embarrassment: "Hey, people in our industry often appear in public places, so it's inevitable that they look familiar. Uh, by the way, how did you grow the rabbit fur?"

"Mo Bai, don't make trouble."

Jiang He snorted behind him.

Qing Yao smiled slightly, "It's okay. Brother, is the food ready? Let's serve."

The meals are hearty.

Mo Bai and Wen Yun had a great meal.The other two ate at a leisurely pace, very gentle and quiet.

Xu Qingyao picked up a napkin and gently wiped off the grease from the corner of Wenyun's mouth, feeling a little helpless: "Eat slowly, and no one will grab you."

"Well, it's delicious. I can't help but eat delicious things."

Mo Bai put another piece of braised pork into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Mr. Xu, what ingredients are used to cook this braised pork in your house? It's so fragrant, so fragrant, it's so fragrant!"

Swallowing it hastily, he took another piece and put it in his mouth.

Xu Qingyao frowned and put a green vegetable into Wenyun's bowl, and then said lightly: "That's the five-spice meat sauce that was airlifted from Spain, the best mix of red meat, if you like it, I'll ask someone to send you a few tomorrow." box in the past."

Mo Bai hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, I usually don't eat at home. I often have murder cases, and the meals are all settled in the hall."

"I heard from my elder brother that your section chief is an amazing woman?"

Mo Bai suddenly started talking, put down his chopsticks, and began to boast: "Of course, she is the best forensic doctor in the world. I have never seen a case that she can't solve. Even those torn corpses, others say there are no more cases." With a solution, she can turn things around and turn adversity into victory. In this world, I only admire her..."

He was a little drunk and his face was very red.

Xu Qingyao smiled lightly, his handsome eyebrows raised.

"Kite, is it the kite who flies to the sky, the kite who looks at the peak and rests his heart?"

"Uh……"

Mo Bai burped, "How do you know?"

"Guess."

Mo Bai, who used to be a teetotaler, drank a lot at the table.

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a sharp pain.He went to the hospital to see him, and the doctor said to him very seriously: "Your body structure is allergic to alcohol, which caused severe discomfort in the spleen and stomach. Drinking alcohol is prohibited in the future."

After taking the medicine, Mo Bai still felt nauseous in his throat and wanted to vomit from time to time.

I ran to the bathroom and lay down on the toilet, only spitting out some thin yellow water.

He attributed these to the fate of drinking too much.

　Mo Bai, what did you eat!
　　After writing the last word, I suddenly realized that I didn’t dare to take a shower~ Help, there is a neurotic author on the other side of the computer

　　
　
(End of this chapter)