my villain is too cute

Chapter 1395 Bipolar disorder and insomnia (16)

In fact, before he finished absorbing the memory, Han Jin couldn't wait to come to the plane to find people, and his spirit and temperament were a little unstable.

Although the little cutie's defensive temperament was completely exposed, there is still a possibility of remedy.

The problem is not big.

forensic office,

Han Jin sat on the office chair.

The curtains that were usually drawn were wide open at this time, and the sunlight flooded the room.

She looked out calmly, tapped her fingertips on the table, and fell into some kind of thought.

A trace of cold darkness flashed across those eyes that were as clear as black jade.

"Forget it..." She murmured, stood up, picked up the white coat on the hanger, and put it on.

Just after putting it on, there was a knock on the door outside.

Han Jin responded: "Wait a moment."

Tuantuan: "Won't the culprit teach me a lesson?"

"No hurry." Han Jin adjusted his cuffs slowly and walked towards the door: "Find Nuanbao first."

Open the door.

Shan Shan stood outside the door: "Forensic Doctor Yun, we are going to the scene."

Going to the scene this time was an ordinary traffic accident, and a forensic doctor was required to conduct an autopsy to determine the cause of death and rule out other causes of death other than traffic accidents.

Come to the scene.

It is the most accident-prone intersection.

"Forensic Yun." The traffic policeman shouted coldly.

Han Jin nodded, and went straight into the cordon.

A middle-aged man was lying on the steering wheel, his forehead and arms were dripping with blood, Han Jin changed his posture for inspection without changing his face.

At the end of the inspection, Han Jin's gaze stopped at the corpse's wrist.

From the sleeve of the corpse, a piece of material similar to silicone material slipped out. The color, at first glance, looked like human skin.

It is indeed human skin.

The knuckles of the hand with the white glove were slender. She took out the piece of material, glanced at it, and stuffed it into her pocket without any trace.

Coming out of the cordon, Han Jin instructs Shan Shan to hand over the autopsy report to the traffic bureau, and gets into his car.

After closing the car door, Han Jin took out the piece of material.

When it unfolded, it was a square piece of skin the size of a palm, with blood-colored handwriting on it.

[Dear Miss Forensic Doctor, can you say hello to Police Officer Lu for me? 】

Han Jin: ...
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Back in the bureau, Lu Xiangshan was not there.

"Ask the road team, he's gone to the police." The policeman on duty said to Han Jin.

Han Jin: "Address?"

The policeman on duty shook his head, "I don't know about it, but the matter seems to be serious. I don't think the road team looks very good."

Han Jin frowned and walked outside.

The car drove all the way from the city center full of tall buildings to an old residential area outside the third ring road.

There are only three buildings in this community, the buildings are not high, about four or five floors, the walls are mottled, and half of the walls are covered with creepers.

"Oh, what a crime, why did Lao Xia's family get involved in this matter!"

"Who knows, the little girl is only six or seven years old, right? God is so pitiful..."

"That's right, I still hear her laughing upstairs every day, saying no, it's gone."

"It's so pitiful." The old man didn't know what to think of, and he kept his secrets, and heaved a long sigh.

After listening to a few words, Han Jin came to her side, "Old man, what unit is the house you mentioned just now?"

When the old man looked over, he saw a good-looking woman. She didn't know how to describe it, but she could only say that she was like the star on TV, she was different from ordinary people at first sight.

She looked at Han Jin up and down, took two steps back, clasped her hands in front of her and rubbed them together: "Ah, you said the old Xia family..."

(End of this chapter)