Chapter 3: How much hyaluronic acid did you have to beat?
Luo Yifan half-squinted his eyes, his face grim.
It's too bad, how much hatred is it to carry out such abusive beatings on a woman before her death?
The corpse was almost indistinguishable, with more than a dozen slashes on the face.
Maybe even when the person was still alive, he threw the person into the lake and watched the victim drown!
As a police officer, although I have long been used to seeing all kinds of murder cases, I still can't stand it every time I see a living life gone like this.
The corpse has been put into a body bag, just waiting for the car that transported the corpse to come.
"Team Luo, when will the corpse transport arrive?"
As Su Zhixiao asked, he began to take off his protective clothing, and finally took out the gloves and threw them all in the plastic bag he was carrying. Luo Yifan raised his wrist to check the time:
"The toll booth was blocked for a while, and it should be coming soon. Officer Su might as well go to the side and take a rest."
After squatting for so long, my legs were indeed a little soft and numb:
"Fine."
I walked not far with my assistant, planning to leave when the car arrived.
Bai Yu handed over a new bottle of mineral water:
"Sister Su, drink water."
"thanks."
Just after unscrewing the bottle cap and taking two sips, a voice came from behind a big tree in the dark.
"Brother Yan, I like you, really, I have liked you for a long time!"
Su Zhixiao's actions of drinking water stopped, but the next second, the style of painting changed suddenly.
The man was on the phone with someone, when a woman suddenly appeared in front of him, and his brows twitched instantly.
Hanging up the phone, sharp eyes fell on the woman:
"Oh? Like me? Like me what?"
The tone without the slightest warmth can be heard, and it is very unpleasant.
"Just, I like everything about Brother Yan!"
Ah.
"When I'm stupid?
Also, you don't know how many times you have cut your bones and how many hyaluronic acid in the face, and you don't have any self-awareness? "
cough cough...
Su Zhixiao really choked.
And Bai Yu, who was beside him, had already burst out laughing loudly.
"Who?"
How could the people behind the tree trunk not hear such a big movement?
Bai Yu really can't control herself, what the fuck, is this a big melon that has eaten famous actors and actresses in the entertainment industry on the spot?
But he was suddenly caught by the party involved, and he couldn't hold back his laughter, so he could only stretch out his hand to cover his mouth.
When Su Zhixiao first heard the woman calling Yan Ge, she knew who the male protagonist in the party was. She wanted to leave, but Bai Yu was very excited and insisted that she would not let him go.
At this moment, the couple looked at each other, and Su Zhixiao felt embarrassed.
Cough, cough, and pulled Bai Yu:
"The car is here, go back to the bureau."
Bai Yudang then reacted with hindsight:
"Oh, oh, okay, Sister Su."
The chick who nodded immediately seemed to be pecking at the rice.
No way, really can't calm down, okay?
That's Yang Xiying, one of the four most popular flowers recently, and the other one is even more incredible, the famous movie emperor Fu Da in the entertainment industry!
"stop!"
The man tucked the phone in his hand into his trousers pocket without hesitation, and put his hands into his pockets, his eyes were slightly raised, his aura was still very strong, and he couldn't see any panic or other emotions all over his body.
Bai Yu knew that she was nervous at this time, and tightly grabbed the sleeve of Su Zhixiao's clothes:
"Sister Su..."
Su Zhixiao took a few strokes without pulling away, but helplessly, finally turned around and looked at someone.
He didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm.
Fu Jiyan didn't realize that he had just been poked into a nerve, his heart trembled heavily, and there was a desire to explain it urgently.