Chapter 3337

"Pay attention to safety on the road and drive carefully." the girl got out of the car, slim and graceful, looked very happy, whispered, and her eyes were full of affection.

The window is half open.

Qin Ruiqi nodded with a smile.

The villa surrounded by trees, bathed in the leaked cold white moonlight, did not turn on the lights and looked a little dark.

Third floor.

In such a big room,

In front of the French window.

A slender figure stood there quietly, with white clothes like snow and lonely back. He looked at the scene outside the villa.

No one noticed.

Qin Ruiqi adjusted the front of the car and drove in the other direction.

An hour later, he went to a villa built on the hillside in the suburbs, stopped his car and strode into the villa.

There was no light in the living room. There was a figure sitting. He seemed to be in poor health and coughed several times.

Qin Ruiqi stood at the entrance. His sight was a little complicated. He opened his mouth in a low voice: "Sun Lu said."

After Qin Ruiqi's voice fell, the living room was silent at first. It seemed that Qin Ruiqi was talking to himself.

One minute, two minutes

"Did you say that?"

A low voice suddenly sounded, with a cold texture.

Qin Ruiqi pondered, "No. If sun Lu really said me, I'm afraid I would have been invited to the police station to talk."

"Although she doesn't say me now, she can't guarantee the future."

The existence of sun Lu is a hidden danger.

I knew

Shouldn't have stayed.

The man was slightly silent and said in a quiet atmosphere, "I will solve it."

Qin Ruiqi nodded without saying anything more.

…

It rained that day. At first, it rained. Later, it rained gradually, and there was no intention of stopping.

Lightning and thunder were deafening. The wind and rain hit, and the smell of forest cold came late at night.

Ranbai walks alone in an empty street with an umbrella. The light and shadow cast by the street lamps on the street are dim and distorted.

She walked quietly into the depths of the alley.

The last time I walked on this night road, someone followed him, more than one person.

It's a pity that it all seems to disappear later.

That day

It was the day before Qian Qiang died.

It's a coincidence, isn't it.

Ranbai never believed that there was such a coincidence in this world.

The forensics walked in the rain with an umbrella. Her expression disappeared in the dark night. Occasionally, she could see the dark pupils by the light of lightning.

When it rained, even the smell of blood was washed clean by the heavy rain. Dyed white pondered and did not leave, but went to the depths of the alley.

She looked down at the wet Brown ground and walked in step by step.

Suddenly,

The action of dyeing white stopped.

She heard footsteps.

Far away, there is a vague sense of emptiness.

Then get closer and closer and get closer in this direction.

Deep in the alley is a dead end, and there is no way out.

Few people will be idle in the late night under the heavy rain, but later here, enjoy the night view?

But there is one example——

Some killers usually return to the scene of death after murdering the dead to enjoy it.

Almost in an instant,

The forensic calmly made the first judgment.

She turned sideways, temporarily concealed, and casually looked out of the alley. The thick night was a little terrible. There was rain in the alley. It rained heavily, and the water splashed.

I can only hear the sound of wind and rain and the sound of not light but not heavy footsteps.

A section of black solemn dress hem bumped into the line of sight. The black is pure, like the same night.

The wind and rain were mixed at night. I didn't see it very clearly, but I could vaguely distinguish the young and tall figure.

At the moment when ranbai saw it, she knew clearly that she had been found.

The forensic doctor narrowed his eyes without hurry and panic. In an instant, he directly threw the umbrella he was holding at the figure.

The strength was very strong. The umbrella end looked sharp, cut through the night and startled the rain.

The man's reaction speed was unexpectedly fast. In an instant, he turned sideways and raised his hand. The cold and slender fingers at the joints caught the umbrella. The black windbreaker was lined with a fair complexion, cold and abstinent.

Ranbai seems to hear the murderer's laughter. The tone is cool and thin, pressed very low, and crumpled. It's not true to hear in the wind and rain.

"Come here."

This time, ranbai really heard what the killer said.

The man moved and couldn't see the speed.

The umbrella that caught fell silently into the rain and mud, making a dull sound. The white color was stained with mud, which was a little dazzling in the night.

The rain dripped down, wet the woman's clothes, and the cold raindrops slid down the cold arc of the side face. The forensic long eyelashes held a raindrop, narrowed their eyes, and suddenly stepped on the mottled wall with one foot. The figure moved forward like lightning, and the long legs kicked the young man's heart!

The raindrops on her eyelashes dropped with her movements and splashed on the young man silently.

The murderer held the umbrella with one hand, and the black umbrella handle lined with cold white fingers. He quickly leaned back and sideways. The windbreaker and clothes swayed in a sharp arc in the air with the roaring wind. The pure black umbrella swayed through the air, and the falling water splashed around.

And he didn't know when he stood behind the forensic. He was very tall, with thin eyelids, and his other hand fell on the forensic's shoulder.

The murderer chuckled. His thin lips with bright red color were close to the woman's white ears. All the light and cold breathing was sprayed. The sound line was low and could not distinguish the original sound color. It was still elegant to a pleasant degree. It seemed that he could hear the pleasure from his tone, "not timid."

The young man pressed the forensics shoulder with one hand, and then moved closer, he could touch the thin neckline on the snow-white collar. The cold and clear rain fell down the collar with the ups and downs of Dai cyan blood vessels. It was silent, cold and attractive, and his light eyes were slightly deeper.

"Thank you." behind him, a strange breath shrouded him, with the murderer's sense of oppression, but there was no blood smell. It was clear and light, fragrant and cold. It smelled unexpectedly good. But on his ear, he pulled off his thin lips because of the man's close breathing. He was calm and indifferent. "You too."

Just,

Ranbai really didn't expect the murderer's ridiculous behavior next second.

The slender young man behind her drooped his eyes, white fingers on her shoulders, slightly turned his face, and his expression disappeared in the dark. His long eyelashes drooped in a perplexing radian. In his thin pale lips, the snow-white teeth bit the thin and thin neck curve exposed by the forensic without warning, containing a drop of cold rain.

They were very close, one before and one after, adding ambiguity.

The neck trembled slightly at the moment when it was bitten between the thin lips and teeth, but the touch was slightly tingling, but it was licked by the tip of the man's tongue.

She could even feel the cold and hot temperature of the youth.

Dyeing white stopped for an instant.

Then she slammed the young man's umbrella hand between the electric light and flint. The temperature was as cold as snow. She reversed the man and threw him to the side wall.