Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing (Transmigrated Female Support)

Chapter 115: Illness (40)

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Now, as he wished to see, when he answered the police, he met the suspect before he could further analyze the suspect ’s criminal motives.

The girl seemed to be suddenly awakened from her sleep and opened her eyes violently, her curled feather eyelashes fluttering like a frightened butterfly in an instant.

The eyes that were clear and watery like a pool of clear water looked straight at the person coming, with displeasure disturbed by people flashing in his eyes.

But when he saw the person coming, Su Kui was stunned.

Can't help blurting out, "Song City ?!"

"Why, what?" Han Chen frowned, not missing the startled look in the girl's eyes, followed by the joy that quickly surged into his eyes.

Who does she think of him?

Inexplicably, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. Han Chen reluctantly suppressed the weird feeling rising from the bottom of my heart, walked across from her, put down the file bag in my hand, and sat down.

"Ms. Mu, I think you are probably the wrong person, Han Chen, who is a forensic doctor."

The clear and magnetic voice slowly passed into Su Kui's ears, which also made Su Kui's nerves that had just excited excitedly calm down. There was a sarcastic smile. I couldn't tell whether it was more loss or more joy.

Yes, the man in front of him has exactly the same appearance as Song Cheng, and he is almost as accurate as his height. In addition to being pale, and slightly weaker.

He was wearing a white shirt and half of his sleeves, and his cool temperament was completely different from that of Song Cheng, who exuded a domineering belly in the previous life.

He forgot again--

With a sigh of breath, Su Kui raised his smile again and called up his spirit: "Sorry, you are very similar to one of my old friends, so I just accidentally looked away, please forgive me."

Han Chen would like to ask, which old friend would let her mistake him as someone else at first glance, it must be like to what extent.

But he didn't ask after all. He smiled slightly at the corners of his pale lips and shook his head slightly. "It doesn't matter, I don't mind."

Well, Su Kui raised his eyebrows, it seems that they will have to meet again in this life.

But it does n’t matter, it ’s a fun, right?

Perhaps when the dust settles in the future, she can write a # 攻略 男友 百 式 #, and Su Kui rubs her round ears and thinks in a funny way.

"Then Han forensic doctor, may I ask you ..." After pondering the words, Su Kui said: "Well ... come to me, is there anything wrong?"

Speaking of the right thing, Han Chen only remembered the purpose he had left behind. He quickly picked up the file on the table, flipped it over, and pressed his fist to his lips. "Cough, please look at this first."

Taking out a few photos from the folder, Han Chen put it on the table and pushed it in front of Su Kui.

The place in the photo is in the abandoned underground storage room of Huafeng. The contents inside are the same as what Su Kui saw last time. The only difference is that it is standing in the most conspicuous place in the room. A girl who was made into a puppet.

Su Kui recognized at a glance that the young girl whose skin was stiff because of the injection of the drug was Zhou Qian. Her red hair had lost the vitality of the past and had no luster, just like dry grass.

The eyelids sag, revealing the overturned eyes, the lips are bluish-grey, and even the fear before death remains on the face.

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

This is obviously a failed product with no beauty at all, so Han Qingyin gave up her without hesitation.