To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 257 I Like It Long Ago (7)

"Hurry up." Huo Dongming urged with a cold face.

Yu Cheng nodded solemnly, and when something like a fingerprint slowly emerged on Wen Liang's arm, he quickly pressed it down with a glass plate on one side, and then dropped the normal saline on her hand.

After successfully collecting the questions, Yu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much for your cooperation. This medicine can capture fingerprints on any texture in the shortest and fastest time, as long as the time does not exceed one hour."

"Great." Wen Liang also relaxed.

Only Huo Dongming.

Because of her unbearable expression before, she was extremely displeased and sullen.

Yu Cheng repeatedly apologized, and Yu Jue nonchalantly compared the data with his fingerprints. As each one was eliminated, his face became more and more ugly, until he finished comparing the entire fingerprint database, he took a deep breath .

"No."

Just two words, let the atmosphere condense again.

Yu Jue rubbed his hair irritably: "I don't care what you think, but I believe in my opinion, my profile will not be a problem!"

His temper is easily violent, and Wen Liang guessed that Yu Jue might have some flaws in his personality—this might be related to his profiling ability, after all, the so-called genius will win boundless glory, and must also endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people.

"I agree." Wen Liang said, "Even if he is not the perpetrator of this case, I believe he is not a good person."

"Actually, I can understand your feelings. However, as police officers, we must obtain enough evidence to arrest people. Whether it's detectives, profilers, or witnesses, if there is no accurate evidence, everything will be just a matter of fact." Can be in vain."

Yu Cheng's words made Wen Liang smile wryly and sigh.

Yes.

Without evidence, there is no way to protect rights in many things, but with evidence, this right may not be able to be safeguarded. This world is evil to most good people, and it is also good to most evil people.

Not the fault of the system and the world.

It is the villains who use all means to take risks without fear of life and death, and the world gives them the last mercy.

Wen Liang thought about it and laughed: "I believe he will be caught by your people."

Yu Cheng, who had finished packing his things, paused, turned his head to see her smile, nodded slightly, and bowed after a respectful salute.Sometimes, just one sentence is enough to make another person full of fighting spirit unconsciously.

Yu Jue, who was walking in front, licked his lips, something slowly disappeared on his handsome face full of irritability, muttered "nonsense", and strode away with his lips pursed.

Wen Liang felt that there was nothing wrong with saying this.

however.

"It's very attractive."

The faint words of the man beside her made her hair stand on end in fright.

She turned her head sideways: "No, no, where did the words come from? It's just being polite."

"Oh, you're welcome." Huo Dongming nodded, still looking neither salty nor dull, which made her feel flustered.

"I just hope they catch the murderer quickly. They were killed in the hospital for no reason. Their families must be in great pain." Wen Liang explained softly.

The man glanced at her and didn't pursue the matter any further. Instead, he brought the topic to her company, giving advice and a new round of planning strategies.Wen Liang listened carefully, and rarely looked at the man in front of him seriously.

just.

This seriousness gradually turned into admiration.

"Your eyes don't seem to be listening to the class seriously." Huo Dongming stopped.

"I like it." She took it for granted.

"When did you start liking it?" The man raised his eyebrows.

Wen Liang looked at him very seriously: "I like it longer than a long time ago."

The wind blows through the window.

Soft, like a big hand.

Quietly pull Wen Liang and Huo Dongming's hearts together.

The two looked at each other and smiled, tacitly.

……

After Mu Chi finished dealing with the scene.

He sent another message to Huo Dongming. He found out that this was a vendetta, and it might have nothing to do with Wen Liang, so he didn't have to worry anymore.Immediately afterwards, I couldn't restrain my nausea, and ran to vomit again.

The reason for the previous fire has not been investigated yet, if another incident like this has something to do with Wen Liang, then it will be called hell, right?

Mu Chi thought about laughing at himself, maybe it was about her, so he was instinctively nervous.

"Are you, Mu Chi?"

A familiar voice came into my ears.

Mu Chi propped himself up with both hands, and looked back.

Mo Yi'an stood at the door, wearing a mask and sunglasses, with fluttering long hair and a white dress, looking very elegant.

"Well, why did Queen Mo come here?" Mu Chi washed the smell in his mouth with mouthwash, wiped his face before walking to the door.

"Someone called me and said my mum and sister had been attacked in the hospital and told me to come and have a look."

"...!!!"

Mu Chi took her hand and left the ward as quickly as possible. He was sure that with the position Mo Yi'an was standing just now, he would never see the horrific scene inside, so he dragged her and ran out quickly.

So everything is explained.

He was there before, and the mother and daughter were still in the VIP area. There is not much possibility of this. After all, the VIP area is surprisingly expensive, and they are usually settled by nurses, so it is very likely that they want to attack Wen Liang and Shao Lan. Wrong place—but never thought that there might be someone more conspicuous than them here.

Moreover, looking back now, although Wen Liang had greeted himself and Shao Lan in advance when he came here, it was impossible for others to know.

But he thought too much.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him like this, Mo Yi'an asked nervously, "Are my mother and sister okay?"

"I'm sorry..." Mu Chi found a place where no one was around, and let go of her arm, "Mo Yi'an, I'm sorry."

a doctor.

I am sorry to the family members of the patients who asked about their family members.

This is tantamount to—they are dead.

Mo Yi'an was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said "hmm" without saying a word. He didn't ask any questions or make any movements, and just stood there quietly, like a sculpture.

Mu Chi moved his lips, trying to explain to her, but he couldn't say anything.

"In fact, I received a threatening letter as early as a year ago. I sent bodyguards to them and added a security team to myself. They all thought that the matter was over, so they stopped letting the bodyguards intervene." Mo Yi'an smiled wryly, " Sorry, I want to be alone for a while."

"Okay, if you need anything, call me again."

"Thank you."

When Mu Chi was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something, grabbed Mo Yi'an's hand who was about to press the elevator button, then turned around and left.

But her fingertips still touched the keys, and the moment the elevator door opened, there was a pale man in a blue sweater standing there with two text messages flashing on his phone.

"Kill Mo Yi'an."

"By the way, someone from abroad has released news that there is a man named Shao Lan in that hospital, who can be killed, so that Huo Dongming and Lu Zhiyao have no time to deal with us."

Mu Chi ran to the other side, and the special assistant who was guarding the door of the ward called, "Brother Shui, help me!"

(End of this chapter)