Criminal Minds Profile 2

Before coming to the University of Technology, Diao Shuzhen already had a rough judgment on the case. Unexpectedly, the case itself was more complicated and interesting than she imagined.

The hard cup in the cloth bag hit her elbow, and her expression was a bit strange.She walked out of the teaching building quickly, looked at the half moon in the sky, stopped for a moment, and sighed leisurely.

At this moment, her mood is quite contradictory: she hoped to find out something, but also subconsciously felt that it would be better if everything was just her own paranoia.

When she got home and went down the stairs, she saw from a distance that the light on the small window of the house had been turned on, and Song Yucheng's figure was reflected on the light-colored curtains, even the shadow was so beautiful, exuding a warm and lingering feeling.

Diao Shuzhen had a warm current in her heart. She stood at the door for a moment, took out the cotton swabs in her bag, and dipped them on the quilt of Xiao Meiyu's cup and the inner wall of the cup, and then put those cotton swabs into the evidence bag. , just took out the key to open the door and go in.

"I'm back!" she exclaimed.

"Wash your hands and get ready to eat." Song Yucheng got off work early and was cutting a table of vegetables.Her knife skills are excellent, a round potato was peeled into even slices by her, so thin that it is transparent.The picked vegetables are neatly stacked in the small basket next to it, which is simply the gospel for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The pot in the living room was bubbling, the water boiled, and the mist curled up.

Both of them are not good at cooking, but this is not a problem for Diao Shuzhen, a clever little ghost.She created a super simple recipe, which is to take a cooking pot and put a proper amount of water in it.Wait until it boils, then put the ingredients in all at once, and it will all work.

In the steaming white mist, Song Yucheng sat beside her.The other party sat upright, eating the simple and rough things in the pot in small bites, with a solemn attitude, as if tasting some delicacies from mountains and seas.Song Yucheng is extremely serious in everything he does, which is completely opposite to Diao Shuzhen.

But it is undeniable that Song Yucheng, who is strict in his work, has a fatal attraction for her.

Like a piece of light feather falling on the surface of a lake as clear as a mirror, ripples rippled layer upon layer.Her heart itched, and she suddenly wanted to hug Song Yucheng.

She pinched her palm, and the pain woke her up from the beautiful dream.

Yes, I am not the same as her, and the distance now is beyond the line.

"You have something to do." Song Yucheng swallowed the lettuce leaves in his mouth, staring at Diao Shuzhen with burning eyes.

She touched her chin involuntarily, and said, "It's nothing."

She didn't realize until after she touched it - she actually made such a low-level mistake, touching her chin when the other party asked a question, it was obvious that she was lying.

By Song Yucheng's side, he seemed to relax his vigilance to the point where he was no longer on guard.

"Help me do a poison test." Diao Shu had no choice but to take out the evidence bag from his bag, which contained a few cotton swabs, and added, "The way of smuggling is not counted."

Song Yucheng looked at it over and over several times, and the transparent bag turned over at her slender fingertips, which made Diao Shuzhen's heart flutter.

During the second half of the dinner, Diao Shuzhen kept thinking about how to explain the origin of Song Yucheng's cotton swabs, but he didn't know what to eat.

Unexpectedly, Song Yucheng just grimaced, put away the evidence bag, and said nothing.

This subtle and stagnant atmosphere made Diao Shu really uneasy, wondering what made Song Yucheng unhappy again.

She thought about it, but couldn't come up with any answer.

It's just that I accidentally passed the mirror after dinner, and saw the scars on my elbows covered with cement and gravel and the pants with a hole in my knees.

Done!

Diao Shuzhen's eyes were darkened, a bitter taste appeared in his mouth, and he panicked for a while.

I made an agreement with Song Yucheng in three chapters, and promised that during my recovery period, I would eat, sleep and rest well, and never add new injuries.

As a result, I came back in such a mess——

Diao Shu really imagined that when he saw the patient he cared for was ruining his body like this, Song Yucheng probably wanted to hold down such a dishonest little guy, and then give his ass a hard pumping.

Hiss - She took a deep breath, and instantly felt that her wound didn't hurt anymore, but her buttocks hurt instead.

With the thought that this was the last bath in her life, she soaked for nearly an hour before drying off.

She pushed away from her bedroom with a fluke mentality. The moment she saw Song Yucheng leaning on her bed, her heart skipped a beat.

The other party leaned on the bed and read a book.Under the orange light, the beauty is like jade.The delicate ankle is exposed, and the light blue blood vessels on the back of the foot can be seen through the transparent white skin. The ten toes are light pink, extremely cute.

Diao Shuzhen didn't care to appreciate it, her mind was full of the violent scene where Song Yucheng stepped on her face.

In particular, she saw a three-finger-wide ruler lying across Song Yucheng's right hand, and the material looked very heavy.It's not like the kind of mass-produced small commodities, with a few lines of ancient Chinese engraved casually, revealing a shoddy taste.

The engraving on the ruler was actually "Winning Injustice Jilu".

Isn't this stuff inherited from the Song family's ancestors?Probably, probably used to enforce family law?

Diao Shuzhen's scalp was numb, he swallowed, and quietly retracted the foot he had just stepped into the door.

"Come in." Song Yucheng said coldly, squinting at her.

She was shaking her ass, but she walked over in fear.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yucheng pulled Diao Shuzhen's arm, looking at the soaked white wound, his eyebrows almost twisted into the word "Chuan".

Diao Shuzhen's brain was already occupied by fear, she numbly shook her head.

"Hmph." Song Yucheng snorted coldly, took out alcohol and gauze from the bedside, and fell down on the wound.

Diao Shuzhen let out a "wow", and his eyes were covered with a layer of luster, which was half-truth and half-fake.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Yucheng's gloomy complexion brightened a bit.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts to death." Diao Shuzhen said, and unconsciously acted coquettishly, with an upturned ending, like a sweet little hook, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"You know it hurts, but you still put yourself in such a mess." Song Yucheng looked at her with a half-smile, "You don't know how to find me?"

Well, today's matter, if you don't coax Song Yucheng to be happy, there will be no end.

Diao Shuzhen bit the bullet and stretched out his palm honestly.

"No. There is a wound." Song Yucheng's gaze leisurely fell on the book in his hand, and he didn't even give her a look.

Diao Shuzhen gritted his teeth, got on the bed, and put a pillow under his waist.

Her little face sank into the soft pillow, her eyes were flushed, and she gave Song Yucheng a wronged look.

"Let's start." Her voice came through the pillow, muffled, adding a bit of softness.

Song Yucheng lightly picked up the ruler in his hand, and the loose knots around her waist fell apart.It's like peeling off the lychee shell, revealing the crystal clear skin inside.After soaking for so long just now, every inch of skin is full of water, and the white is glowing with beautiful red.

She tensed her body, bit her lower lip, and buried her head in the soft pillow.

It seems that if you don't look, don't listen, or don't think, you can get rid of the pain.

Song Yucheng seemed to chuckle lightly, pointing his cool fingertips at the back of her neck, all the way down her spine, as if she was stroking a slick fox.

At this moment, this cunning fox is trembling in the trap he got into by mistake.

The ruler came down with the rush of wind.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Diao Shuzhen cried and howled, but the pain he imagined did not come, the ruler changed direction halfway, and landed on the mattress beside her waist, bouncing a slight arc.

Song Yucheng lightly tapped the tip of her buttocks, and stroked her fine and smooth hair.

Under Diao Shuzhen's bewildered eyes, Song Yucheng kissed her on the forehead, stuffed her into the quilt, and turned off the light.

"Let's talk about it next time." Song Yucheng put his arms around her, and warm breath poured into her ears, "I don't want to part with it today."

That night, Diao Shuzhen suffered from insomnia.

No, it wasn't because Song Yucheng held her in his arms all the time, she couldn't fall asleep so excitedly when she smelled the smell of magnolia on his body.

She stroked her soft little butt both fortunately and regretfully, rejoicing that it had escaped a catastrophe and not being torn apart, but also feeling itchy because she missed Song Yucheng's "love".

The chirping of cicadas from the grass in the distance and the sound of frogs in Xiaojing Lake made the surrounding extremely quiet.

At this point, it was evening class time, and there was no one in the corridor.

Jiang Xia walked through the place where the Faculty of Arts and the School of Public Administration connected the second floor of the teaching building, and walked down the first floor slowly.

In this way, the camera at the gate on the first floor can be perfectly avoided.

She recalled and revisited the process of yesterday, thinking carefully whether there were any mistakes.

The process was perfect and fast. The only thing that was not perfect was that she bumped into a crippled passerby.

However, even if the police found out from the cripple that she had passed the main road, what did it mean?

I finished my evening self-study, passed by there, and returned to the dormitory of the medical school.

Everything makes sense and nothing is wrong.

There was a smug smile on the corner of her mouth, and her fists hidden in her trouser pockets were slightly clenched.

She should be thankful that someone like Xiao Meiyu is stupid and bad.

After doing such a conscienceless thing, he still has his tail tucked up, and he has no vigilance.It's okay to put the water cup openly in the shared tea room, and put your name on it boldly, as if you are afraid that others will not find the target.

That's right, people like them hold a small amount of power in their hands, and they are so celestial, they are invincible.After playing power for a long time, I am afraid that the basic justice and conscience will be lost.

Heaven's retribution came too late, messy and messy.The laws of the world are so careless and incomplete, they only restrain the good people and take advantage of the wicked.

Her Yu Tan was innocent all her life, a life as spotless as snow, why should she use it for you to trample on for fun?

Neither the way of heaven nor the law can be trusted, but you should trust yourself.

Jiang Xia's eyes were red, shining with sadness and excitement.

That's right, let's take a look, what exactly did Xiao Meiyu drink of that poison?

She can't wait.

Her gaze searched in the mountainous water glass, but she did not find that lofty name.She frowned and searched again.

Impossible, could it be that he was taken away?

Jiang Xia frowned, this slight unusualness made her feel a little pimple.

"Honey, are you looking for it?"

A faint cool wind blew behind her, she turned around abruptly, and under the bleak light, stood a woman holding a plastic bag.

The author says:

Chengcheng, beat her up, beat her up!

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!