Forensic without kites

Chapter 73 The Forbidden City Corpse (2)

Hearing the deep tiredness in his mouth, Wang Beiyao's feigned anger relaxed, and he said, "Go up and sleep, the room is cleaned."

"Ah."

The wall lamp hadn't been turned on, and the room was a little drowsy.

Gu Jingnian loosened the tie around his neck, sat on the big bed, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.Turn on the screen, click on the address book, slide your fingers down, and finally pause before a name.

No kite.

In a drowsy state, he hung his head, his slender fingers hovering around the two words.

After a long time, he suddenly turned off the screen, threw the phone on the table, closed his eyes, and lay down on the big bed behind him.

Those who fly kites into the sky, look at the peak and rest their hearts.

There is no other name that is so appropriate for her.

This time, Gu Jingnian fell into an exceptionally deep sleep, and the phone on the table vibrated several times without hearing it.

Wuyuan was awakened by a sudden ringing of the bell.

A white greasy hand stretched out from the bed, groped around on the bed table, and finally touched the phone that had been quiet.

Before opening her sleepy eyes, she swiped the screen with her fingers.

Someone sent a message, maybe it was Mo Bai.He always used to text her when there was a murder case late at night.

His eyes moved and opened a crack.

On the bright screen, there is only a short line of words.

Forensic, I am here waiting for you.

The drowsiness of drowsiness faded away immediately.Half of her body was pulled up from the warm quilt, and her fine hair hung softly on both sides of her face. She stared at the line on the screen, and a biting chill rose in her heart.

The knuckles of the grasping fingers were white with cold.

She threw off the quilt abruptly, jumped off the bed, flicked on the light, ran to the window, pulled open the curtains, and pushed the window open.

Shuo Shuo's cold wind rushed in immediately, the night was thick and heavy, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him remained motionless.And the dark curtains inside were still drawn airtight as usual.

Nothing unusual.

Wuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked down at the screen, moved his fingers slightly, and typed a line of words on it.

who are you?
The other end of the phone replied quickly.

Forensic doctor, I'll wait for you here.

Exactly the same words.

I don't know why, in such a dark night, facing the simple sentence before her, a boundless chill appeared in her heart.

She is a natural forensic doctor with outstanding courage, no matter how terrifying the corpse looks, she has never made her timid.

She never felt that her outstanding courage would gradually fade away with certain things one day.

As an old Chinese saying goes, if you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

Over the years, she has always had a clear conscience and has nothing to be afraid of.

His mood suddenly relaxed, and he was about to lie down in bed to sleep when Jiang He's phone call came in.

"Hey?"

The other end of the phone was stunned for a while, and then asked after a while, "Section Chief, are you still awake?"

She hummed.

"what's up?"

Jiang He's thick voice was a little anxious: "Section Chief, something is not right. A certain BJ producer entered the Forbidden City to shoot yesterday. Half an hour ago, someone discovered that the popular actress Han Zhifan had been killed."

"Location?"

"Just under the white marble steps of the cloud-patterned throne in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the carpet is covered in blood. The producers are making a fuss."

She sank her heart and said, "Understood, I'll come right away."

After hanging up the phone, she clicked on the address book, found Gu Jingnian's number, and pressed her finger down.

There was a busy tone on the phone.

His eyes darkened, he hung up the phone, and strode towards the locker room.

　good night~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)