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In the early morning of the "Night Color" bar, the middle-aged man with oily hair and powdered face who was surrounded by women last night was lying on the ground without a breath.

The subordinate, who was wearing heavy makeup, squeezed her white breasts and trembled as she explained her innocence to the police officer.

Meng Jiao got into the car that came to pick her up to take her to the scene. As she was organizing her tools in the car, she felt the road becoming more and more familiar.

Xie Tinghan got out of the car with a sullen face, pinching his brows and feeling a little annoyed. He hadn't been able to hug his wife properly for several days, and his chin had grown a lot of beard. He wondered if she would dislike it.

There was some dark circles under his eyes, and he looked ferocious to begin with, and the look he gave Chen Wenbin seemed as if he wanted to kill him.

Chen Wenbin stood behind the police, his body trembling slightly, but thinking of his plan, he still tried hard not to flinch.

As the incident unfolded, the area surrounding "Night Color" was filled with people who had been cleared out.

The police also gradually found the hidden "Crocodile" (desomorphine, a type of drug) from different private rooms and other places.

When Xie Tinghan saw the things, his face darkened. He could no longer bear it and pushed Du Lei away. The two of them rushed towards the police and kicked Chen Wenbin down.

He hated these things, not to mention that under Meng Jiao's constant brainwashing in recent years, he almost knew all the laws of Country A.

Now that he has Meng Jiao and the baby, he usually doesn't even dare to fight. Now they actually dare to accuse him of hiding that kind of thing. It really makes him angry to death.

After being stunned for a moment, several policemen rushed forward to pull the man away. As a newly rich man and a major taxpayer in Nanyuan in recent years, Xie Tinghan usually had some dealings with the police officers in this area.

After a few years, these people have come to know a little about him.

But when it comes to drugs, everyone's face becomes serious. The law is strict and no one can cross the bottom line.

Chen Wenbin thought the policeman was leaning towards him, and he straightened up, looking tougher.

But he knew that Xie Tinghan was impatient, so he deliberately obeyed and provoked her with words.

I hope he loses his temper and does something extreme in front of the police, which will be more advantageous to him.

When Meng Jiao got out of the car carrying the tools, Xie Tinghan was arguing with someone with his back to her. In addition, she was wearing protective clothing, a mask and gloves, so he did not notice her at first.

After crossing the cordon, Meng Jiao followed her partner to start taking photos of the deceased in the house and conducting preliminary investigations, taking samples of the deceased's skin, hair, and various tissues.

In view of the presence of drugs, they needed to check more carefully, so Meng Jiao checked the body from top to bottom, not missing any corner.

As a bar attendant, Zhou Rui could not enter the scene at this time, but when he stared at the busy figure, he felt that he looked familiar.

Just when he couldn't figure out who it was, Xie Tinghan had finished his temper. He habitually took the cigarette from Zhou Rui's hand, lit it and took a long puff.

Chen Wenbin on the opposite side was covering his bruised eye and could no longer pretend. However, he was a coward after all, so he could only point at Xie Tinghan and keep complaining to the police, and at the same time mobilize the emotions of the crowd who were coming to watch the excitement as the day dawned.

"Officer, he dared to attack me when you were here. If you were not here, he would have killed me."

Xie Tinghan really wanted to rush up and tear his broken mouth apart. As for the drug issue, he had never done anything so he was not worried at all. He just might have to find a way to hide it from his wife when the time came to cooperate with the investigation.

Zhou Rui and Du Lei, one holding his arm and the other holding his waist, were almost unable to control themselves.

"Bullshit, you bastard, come out if you have the guts, how dare you hurt me!

I should have just let you spend the rest of your life in jail, you heartless bastard."

After Meng Jiao finished the examination and put the body into the car, she was about to leave, but suddenly she caught sight of the shiny cigarette in Xie Tinghan's hand and his face that had turned red due to being provoked.

The people around him and the police had obviously begun to favor the person opposite him.

Xie Tinghan gasped with a livid face, and was about to take a puff of cigarette to calm the anger in his stomach, but was suddenly poked in the side by Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui swallowed his saliva and looked at the person who took off his mask and walked towards him.

Damn, I finally know who it is, sister-in-law!

Xie Tinghan took a puff of cigarette and turned around. The cigarette was still in his mouth and he hadn't had time to spit it out when he saw the little woman walking towards him.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat. Xie Tinghan threw the cigarette butt behind him, closed his mouth and dared not breathe, for fear of leaking air. He prayed in his heart that she didn't see it.

Meng Jiao approached, and several police officers greeted her skillfully, calling her Forensic Doctor Shen affectionately.

Meng Jiao nodded as a greeting, and asked Xie Tinghan, who was frowning and not daring to speak,

"Xie Tinghan, what were you doing just now?"

Xie Tinghan: ... (laughing) (shaking head) (acting cute)

"say!"

Xie Tinghan:.......(pretending to be dead serious)

Meng Jiao narrowed her eyes and punched him in the stomach.

Xie Tinghan couldn't hold it in, and a few wisps of white smoke came out of his nostrils and mouth at the same time.

"Wife, I said it's the cold winter and I'm breathing out, do you believe me?" (silly smile.jpg)

"Pa", a small slap was slapped directly in the middle of his face, and his mouth was grabbed and rubbed twice, instantly erasing all his ferocious image.

"It's quite well hidden, Old Xie."

The scene was silent for a long time. Whether it was the spectators or the police, the previous fierce filter of Xie Tinghan was shattered to the ground.

It's so funny to see a macho man being caught smoking by his wife and looking so timid.

Chen Wenbin's face had turned a little blue. The death of an old man without children would normally not involve a forensic doctor, because no one would make such a request.

That's why he dared to attack him without restraint, and by the way, he could also avenge himself for being sent to prison by Xie Tinghan.

But now, seeing the intimate behavior between Meng Jiao and Xie Tinghan, he was very panicked. Suddenly, an idea came to him, and he pointed at Meng Jiao and said,

"The medical examiner involved in the case is actually a family member. Who can guarantee that she won't have selfish motives?"

Meng Jiao's attention was instantly drawn to him, and she turned to look at this little bastard who had been guiding public opinion.

Does this girl really think that she can be so disrespectful to her man in public just because he smokes a cigarette?

"Who are you? A suspect? A judge? A police officer? What position do you have to question me?"

"I......"

"What do you mean by 'you'? I'm off work now, but I've been putting up with you for so long, and you keep saying that my husband is bullying you.

They also criticized his appearance and said that he didn't look like a good person. How come you still have a braid on the back of your head even though the Qing Dynasty has fallen? Are you so proud of judging people by their appearance?"

Du Lei's eyes widened, and he came to his senses only after his hand was burned by the cigarette butt. Wait, what was Xie Tinghan's wife's occupation?

Damn! The forensic doctor!

What a gentle and soft little woman. Xie Tinghan says every day that she can't even hold a knife steadily when cooking?

You can't hold a kitchen knife steadily, but you can hold a dissecting scalpel steadily, right?