The forensic wife is very nice to me

"Shut up! Don't fucking talk nonsense!" The man with the scar face stared at Qiu Lan on the ground, his eyes flickered, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"But, those damned policemen have found us." The little white face frowned nervously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

They really have ghosts.

Qiu Lan, who was sitting on the ground, was breathing rapidly, thinking about what they said in her mind.

The two people in front of them are probably the murderers in that case. Even if they weren't the murderers, they must have done something illegal, otherwise they wouldn't be afraid of people from the Public Security Bureau.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes fluttered, and her dark thoughts surged.

Now she is in the hands of these two people, and the man with the scar is not a good guy at first glance, so no matter what, the most important thing is to protect yourself first.

"You guys, who are you?" Qiu Lan pursed her red lips, frowned slightly, and made a look of confusion, "I, I'm not a policeman, I'm just a forensic doctor."

"Although it is under the management of the police station, I am not responsible for the investigation and arrest. I just went wrong."

After hearing her words, the scar-faced man and the little fair-faced man looked at each other, their eyes were dim and cold.

"Brother Wei, you can't believe her words. This certificate is from the Public Security Bureau. She must have come to investigate that matter." The little white face pursed his lips tightly, lowered his voice, and said coldly, "We can't take this risk. .”

The scar-faced man gritted his molars, stared fixedly at Qiu Lan who was lying on the ground, and nodded heavily, "You're right, that bitch deserves to die, we can't go to jail for him."

He clenched his fists tightly, and a cold light burst out from his eyes, "Just don't stop doing anything and kill her."

"What?" Qiu Lan gasped, put her hands on the ground, and backed away silently, "I am a forensic doctor, do you know what it is to kill me?"

"Yeah, she's a policeman. Isn't it a serious crime for us to kill her?" The scar-faced man frowned, his eyes were cold.

The little white face lowered its eyelids, glanced around, and silently calculated in his heart, "Brother Wei, but if the previous incident is investigated, you will still be the same."

He didn't finish his words, and his thoughts were still unfinished.

From their words, Qiu Lan silently recognized the speculation in her heart.

Killing the police requires a heavy sentence, but if they still want to do so, it means that they have committed an unforgivable crime.

Among them, the most likely is murder.

"Damn it!" the scar-faced man punched hard, his face was stern, "This is fucking dead, I'm not afraid anymore." He darkened his eyes, stared at Qiu Lan coldly, and gritted his teeth .

"If I want to die, I will drag a bitch to die!"

The scar-faced man grasped Qiu Lan's jaw, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times, "I tell you, whether you came to check on me or not, you will be considered unlucky today."

Before Qiu Lan could say anything, the man picked her up and dragged her to a small room in the factory, followed by the boy with a half-smile.

"You, let me go." Qiu Lan breathed hard, and kept beating the man's hand, "Let go, let go."

The voice for help echoed in the factory building, but the alley outside was quiet, and there was no one there, so no one knew what happened here except the three people present.

In the corner of the factory building, there was a small room. The scar-faced man threw Qiu Lan into it, and the little boy stood beside him with a half-smile, his lips tightly pursed.

"Bitch, you dare to investigate me. Since you won't give me a way out, you can back me up!" The scar-faced man pulled out a wire from the corner of the room, and walked towards Qiu Lan with a stern expression. There was a bloodthirsty violence in the eyes.

"You, you can't do this, you can't." Qiu Lan kept stepping back, her breathing gradually getting heavier.

She kept scanning the surroundings and fumbling with her hands, trying to find something to fight back, but the scar-faced man didn't give him a chance at all, and directly wrapped the wire around Qiu Lan's neck. Tighten little by little.

"I can't do this, I did it too." The scar-faced man frowned, his teeth creaking.

A dull sense of dizziness surged into Qiu Lan's heart in an instant, she subconsciously pulled the deadly wire, and bright red blood dripped from her palm.

The smell of blood spread instantly in the room.

No, you can't die here, you can't.

He hasn't had revenge yet, so he can't just die like this.

Qiu Lan breathed hard, and forced out a few words in her throat, "Wait, wait, I, I can save, save you."

"You save me, why do you save me!" Cold blood burst out from the long and narrow eyes of the scar-faced man. He heard her voice, but the strength in his hand still didn't relax a bit.

"You, did you kill a, a man?"

The severe dizziness caused by hypoxia erodes Qiu Lan's brain little by little, but the instinct of survival still exists.

She hurriedly plundered a little bit of oxygen in the air, the blood in her respiratory tract also spread into her mouth, and the dark red blood trickled out from the corner of her mouth.

"Then, that case, yes, I was in charge of the autopsy. As long as, as long as you are willing to let me go, I will help you and help you get cleared."

Get rid of the charges?

This is a great temptation for fair-faced and scar-faced men.

"Brother Wei, why don't you see what she has to say first?" Xiaobailian strode up to the two of them, and grabbed the tightly gathered wire.

The scar-faced man glanced at Qiu Lan, who had only one breath left, then glanced at the people beside him, thought for a few seconds, and let go of the strength in his hands with a grin, "Okay, I'll let you talk about it."

The wire slackened, and gulps of air poured into Qiu Lan's nose and mouth, and the strong suffocation disappeared instantly.

She lay on the ground weakly, coughed heavily, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"We, we found a corpse in an oil drum in the garbage dump in the east of the city a few days ago. Did you kill it?" She rubbed her neck, locked her body tightly, and choked out a sentence in her mouth. .

The scar-faced man frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched coldly, "Yes, I killed it. Now you know the truth, if what you just told me is false, I will make you die."

"What I said is true." Qiu Lan closed her eyes in pain, her body twitched involuntarily, her eyes blurred.

To be able to survive until now, she completely relied on a will in her heart.

"In that case, I was in charge of examining the corpse." She took a deep breath, leaned against the wall weakly, her hands drooping at her sides, "If you want me, it's easy for me to help you get cleared."

Qiu Lan slowed down her tone, tilted her head back, quietly reached behind her with one hand, and found her mobile phone from her trousers bag.

Fingerprint unlock, slide screen.

"As long as, I, I help you change the report, the direction of the whole case will change, and you will definitely not be found."

While attracting the two men's attention with her own words, she clicked on the first contact based on her own impression.

This phone was given to her by Li Shanghan, and the first contact was "A Shanghan".