my villain is too cute

Chapter 1414 Bipolar disorder and insomnia (35)

Hearing what Han Jin said, Lu Xiangshan finally had some trust in Chu Shang.

At the gate of the police station, Han Jin didn't go in.

"Why don't you go?" Lu Xiangshan turned his head while holding Han Jin's hand, he was holding a large cup of milk tea in his hand, his cheeks were bulging, and he asked softly.

Han Jin hugged him and kissed him: "I'm asking for leave today, I have something to do."

"what's up?"

"Study the murder weapon." I only found the murder weapon yesterday, so I came out of the laboratory and slept with the baby in my arms. I have to make it today.

Lu Xiangshan was taken aback for a moment, he couldn't believe the meaning of this sentence: "The murder weapon?"

Han Jin nodded with a smile.

"No, when did you find it? Haven't we been together all the time?" Lu Xiangshan's small face was full of bewilderment, and he looked at people with round eyes, and he was so cute.

What a good thing you have to do to get such a treasure.

Han Jin leaned over and kissed him again: "Your family is a genius."

Lu Xiangshan smiled

Watching him go in, Han Jin turned around and returned to the community.

She sent people to work.

On the way, she sent a message to Che Ruo.

【Y: I'm asking for leave today, you and Shanshan are on duty. 】

"Ding dong~"

In the breakfast shop.

Che Ruo stopped what he was doing, took out his phone and glanced at it, replied the message and continued to work.

Che Kangping came over from her side and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to the bureau today?"

"I didn't need to go today, but Forensic Doctor Yun asked for leave, so I have to go now." Che Ruo looked at the shop full of customers, thinking that he must recruit someone for Dad when he came back.

Che Kangping patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry about it, go to the bureau."

Che Ruo sighed: "Okay."

She took off her apron and walked up the stairs.

When she came to Che Kangping's workshop, she went directly to the curtains one after another to find those rags.

The tablecloths downstairs are no longer usable and should be replaced with new ones.

Che Ruo picked up a few square pieces of fabric, turned around and walked out, after two steps, she paused, her eyes changed, and she turned to look at the pile of ragged fabrics.

This workshop is not too small, with all kinds of curtains stretched out on the wall for display, and dummy models are placed on the other wall, and some of them are wearing unfinished clothes.

There is a window on the other side, and beside the window is a long table, except for all kinds of messy cloth and scissors and needlework, there is a black sewing machine.

Beside the table was a high stool covered in cowhide.

Che Ruo glanced at the workshop, then fixed his gaze on the pile of rags again, without moving for a long time.

It wasn't until she stood stiff that she walked towards the pile of fabrics with difficulty.

Crouching down, cloth strips of various colors are tangled together, dazzling.

If the deceased yesterday, the case, and even the unknown murderer were so impressive, she might have overlooked the blue and white cloth.

Che Ruo reached out to pick out the piece of fabric, his eyes were almost in a trance.

"Ruoruo, are you still leaving? It's almost 8:30."

"Right now." Che Ruo stuffed the piece of fabric into the ball of cloth again, stood up and turned to face Che Kangping.

She smiled naturally, and approached Che Kangping: "Take a few cloths, the tablecloth downstairs is useless, so you won't have to run up and down."

"Okay, okay," Che Kangping took the two pieces of cloth, turned around and went downstairs with Che Ruo.

Probably because of his proficiency in psychology, Che Ruo's series of actions are perfectly natural and impeccable.

It wasn't until she walked out of the breakfast shop and walked a long distance that she suddenly stopped, leaning on the tree beside her, and bent slightly.

(End of this chapter)