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Chapter 031: Touching those beautiful hands

When Drew was not here, Jiang Yimian acted as Dr. Colby's temporary assistant.

After their dissection, they found that Aiden died of cardiogenic shock and had heart disease, which seemed to rule out the possibility of homicide.

However, it is worth noting that his body has been moved.

First, there are drag marks on the carpet.

The trace inspection made a comparison. The two grooves on the carpet were exactly the same as the traces left by Aiden's shoes when he died.

Secondly, Zeng Wan said that she found Aiden's body in the greenhouse, and his death was between 11 o'clock last night and 1 o'clock today. If Aiden did die in the greenhouse, then the whole night passed and according to the temperature in the greenhouse, his body would have rotted long ago, but the fact is that his body was as cold as ice and hard as wooden boards.

Another thing.

His right finger was bent to a certain extent, just like something was holding in his hand during his lifetime.

Jiang Yimian placed his glove-wearing hand next to Aiden, imitating the degree of his fingers bent, and guessing what he might have in his hand during his lifetime.

Liang Qiu was calling outside. When she came in with her cell phone, she glanced inadvertently and her eyes lit up.

cell phone!

Someone took his cell phone away!

"Master, did you see Aiden's phone number in the evidence I brought back?"

"It seems that there isn't."

"I suspect someone took his phone away, and that person moved the body." And behind all this, there must be an ulterior secret.

"There is something on the phone that threatens that person."

"It may be Zeng Wan."

"That's right!"

The master and apprentice made up a drama of couples' rebellion after a few words. But after finishing the high-pitched happily, their faces sank in an instant, and their faces changed so quickly.

well……

This only shows that Aiden's body has been moved and does not prove that he was murdered.

Unless, it is not an accident that causes his cardiogenic shock to death.

But someone knew that he had a heart disease and deliberately stimulated him.

But these are not the scope of their forensics being able to intervene. Next, we can only see how the police can detect it.

When Jiang Yimian came out of the anatomy room, Dr. Colby had already told the police about what they found. They were contacting Zeng Wan to learn more about the situation, but who knew...

I can't contact her anymore.

The police went to the address of the hotel she had given before, but was told by the front desk that she did not check in.

There was no surveillance on the mountain road, and no one knew where her car was driving.

Finally, the police had to conduct a large-scale search based on the license plate number of the red sports car.

A seemingly simple case suddenly became confusing.

When Jiang Yimian left the police station and returned home, the case had not made any progress.

She had a premonition that this case would be very likely to be hasty in the end.

First, there is a big shot behind Zeng Wan, otherwise she would not have been so rampant when facing the police at the beginning; second, Zeng Wan's disappearance will greatly reduce the police's suspicion of her.

Because if she wanted to abscond, there would be no need to call the police to call them over before, so it would be better if she ran away directly!

Walking out of the police station, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but stop and glance at the majestic building behind him, his eyes slightly cool.

A place where dirt is hidden.

In such buildings, the aged odor of cigar butts is probably the cleanest smell.

When he got home, Jiang Yimian went to the supermarket and bought a lot of sweets.

She needs to be decompressed now.

There is no clue about the matter of Bing Bullet. The Los Angeles police's attitude towards this matter is very subtle. They are investigating it, but they are very perfunctory.

Just like a man who is kept by a woman with a child, he is not at all concerned.

She returned home with all kinds of marshmallows and small cakes. Miss Jiang changed into a tender pink home clothes, turned on the TV and found a program to put it on. She turned on the mobile game and signed it on a routine and then started reading novels.

Jiang Yimian can play games and is completely taken by Jiang Mo.

The two brothers formed a master-apprentice relationship in the game, and as long as one party goes online, the other party will receive a message reminder.

However, since Jiang Yimian came to Los Angeles, there have been times difference between the two, and there have been days when they didn't form a team to kill everyone, and they are now a sarcastic gangster.

[National Weather Service Report: Strong rainstorms will hit Los Angeles in the next two days. Starting from 4 pm, the entire California will be covered by heavy rain. Please try to avoid traveling...]

Jiang Yimian focused all his attention on the novel and did not listen carefully.

When she stopped, her lowered neck was sore.

The left and right circles were shaking, and it was moving, and my stomach suddenly started to scream.

Looking at the cake boxes and snack bags stuffed in the trash can, Jiang Yimian told himself in his heart that he would stand for several hours every day, and his physical energy was consumed too much, so the amount was normal.

After completing the psychological construction, Miss Jiang happily went to cook instant noodles.

When she walked into the kitchen, she realized that she hadn't turned on the fire by herself since she moved in.

In fact, she didn't know how to cook. She used to think that she would capture a man's heart and would first capture his stomach, so she even signed up for a cooking class.

only……

When she learned to cook, the man had found the person who washed his hands and made soup for him.

She kept the cold rice, just like her cold heart.

Looking at the churning water in the pot, Jiang Yimian suddenly came to her senses, tear open the packaging bag and put the dough into the pot. The doorbell rang as soon as she was about to put the seasonings.

She turned the fire down and walked over to open the door hesitantly.

Feng Beiting stood outside, holding his right hand in his left hand, and wrapped his right hand with two circles of tissues around his fingers, which were stained with blood.

"Do you have a band patch?" He raised his fingers, which were still bleeding, and smiled embarrassedly.

"have."

Jiang Yimian pushed open the door and signaled him to come in. When looking for the medical box, he couldn't help asking him, "What did you do?"

"I accidentally encountered it while cutting vegetables."

"Look." She walked up to him with the medicine box and pulled his hand to see it. "I'll bandage it for you."

"Thanks."

"It's so familiar, so don't be so polite." She smiled sweetly and took out alcohol and gauze from the box.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Feng Beiting would feel pain, Jiang Yimian kept blowing gently while helping him disinfect him, and his cheeks were bulging and so cute.

The milk-brown lips were slightly pleated, and in Feng Beiting's eyes, it seemed like a kiss.

If he hadn't clenched his palm hard with his left fingertips, he would have lowered his head and kissed him.

"Try not to get water from the wound. Just get up tomorrow morning and change to a band patch." She wrapped it very carefully, with white gauze wrapped around his fingertips, aligning the inside and outside, very regular.

"Um."

Feng Beiting took the lead in retracting the hand she held, and his expression was so natural that he could not see any strangeness.

It was only then that Jiang Yimian realized that he had touched those beautiful hands.

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Ranking to 59~Kaisen~Daqi's ultimate goal is to enter 50, Fu Meng said I have no future O(∩_∩)O Haha~

【Small Theater】

Daqi: Mianmian, what do you feel when you touch it?

Mianmian: It’s cool!

Daqi: Do you want to keep touching?

Mianmian: Want!

Daqi: Do you want to hide it privately?

Mianmian: Want!

Feng Si Shao (shy): Mianmian, I look better in other places o(* ̄︶ ̄*)o

Sleeping:...

Daqi:...

Drive without any warning, almost throwing it off (¬_¬)
Chapter completed!
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