The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 435 The Devil’s Prisoner Bird (46)

  "Let’s start with that piece of paper, and see if there are fingerprints and DNA left on it, and you can start with the handwriting."

   Fu Siling's expression was faint.

  Since it was something that happened in school, it was mostly done by Chen'an students. They were just a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old students. How cautious of anti-reconnaissance thinking can be given to revenge?

  Fu Siling didn't think this would be a pending case.

  He glanced at the words on the hospital bed whose face was pale as paper due to the severe pain, and there was no sympathy in his heart.

  Yan Ziche has done a lot of bullying men and women in school.

  People may be able to play with Yanjia's general trend and tolerate him for a while, but when even the rabbit bites people in a hurry, it is so strange that Yan Ziche is sought revenge.

  ...

   "You stay here to look after him, I'm back to school."

   Fu Siling's eyes were a little careless, his expression was cold, as if Yan Ziche's life and death had nothing to do with him.

   Yan Zichen's face as Yan Ziche's brother suddenly became a bit hard to get off the ground.

   "Are you going back to school now?"

  For a learner of Fu Siling's level, whether he goes back to school or attends classes will have no effect on him.

  But Fu Siling would rather go back to school than accompany him to the hospital or the police station. This is enough to explain the problem.

  Fu Siling never regarded the two brothers as friends.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Yan Zichen's heart.

  With the same family background and the same handsome appearance, Fu Siling will always be the only young talent praised by the contemporary family.

   There is no place to praise, only that the second son of the Yan family was born wisely and eloquently.

  Yan Zichen, who is the son of the patriarch, is actually one of the better ones in the bunch, but with Fu Siling present, he has to be crushed all the way.

  ...

  If there is no turbulence in my heart, it is obviously a lie.

   Yan Zichen pulled out a hypocritical smirk at the corner of his mouth, his expression was very stiff.

   "Okay, it's too late now, you can go back earlier."

"Um."

   Fu Siling nodded with a faint expression, he didn't pay attention to Yan Zichen's displeasure at all.

  Originally, Fu Siling came to this hospital because he was curious about how much Yan Ziche was injured, and what was the reason for this.

  Now that his curiosity is satisfied, he should also go home.

  ...

  Fu Siling looked indifferent, and he picked up the phone and turned around without hesitation.

  Only Yan Zichen looked at Yan Ziche on the sick bed, and silently grabbed his hand.

   What kind of lofty did Fu Siling pretend?

  Isn’t it all as dirty as them?

   Yan Zichen snorted in his heart.

  He knew that Fu Siling was fascinated by Yan Ziche because he couldn't read Yan Ziche, and he came to the back mountain to have this disaster inexplicably.

  For a certain second, Yan Zichen even felt that the faint ridicule in Fu Siling's eyes had hurt him.

Yan Zichen is no better than Yan Ziche in this respect.

  ...

   Yan Zichen was depressed, he wanted to pull Fu Siling into the water.

  Now it seems that Fu Siling should be taken care of, and he is so high-minded. Isn't he all wolves in his bones?

  ...

  At the moment when Yan Zichen was upset, he suddenly heard a muffled hum from the sick bed.

   "Hmm... I'm so thirsty... Brother, do you have water to drink?"

   "Zi Che, are you awake?"

  Yan Zichen felt relieved, he still cared about this inadequate brother, and quickly ran under the drinking fountain by the window sill and filled Yan Ziche with water.

   "Be careful, it may be a little hot."

  Yan Zichen took hot water to cold water, but the temperature still felt a little too high.

   "Brother, why am I here?"

   Yan Ziche scanned the surrounding layouts full of complaint, and saw the white walls of the hospital, and the strong smell of disinfectant water, Yan Ziche's dissatisfaction rose to a higher level.

   "Brother, take me home, what a broken place."

   "You don't even remember what happened to you in the back mountain?"

Yan Zichen scanned Yan Ziche's plastered feet with a complicated mood.

  "Your ankle joint is misaligned."

   "I said it hurts so much!"

Yan Ziche's expression was distorted, and he almost wanted to bend over and touch the soles of his feet.

   "Hey eh, don't move! The doctor has already given you a painkiller, otherwise you must be scratching your heart and liver."

  "The doctor said, your disease is not serious or not small, and you probably need to be hospitalized for about a week. If you want to be completely well, it is estimated that you will have to recuperate for one to two months."

  ...

   "Hospitalized? I won't live!"

People with a personality like Yan Zichen don’t care about the college entrance examination!

  "Brother, you are so boring to look at the hospital. There are no racing cars or beautiful women. Why am I staying here? It’s boring than school! I might as well go to jail!"

   "There are VIP wards."

   Seeing Yan Ziche's temper tantrum, Yan Zichen had a headache.

   "But you can also recuperate at home! It's not that there are no private doctors and intensive care units at home!"

  Yan Ziche has been spoiled since he was a child, so how can he suffer such suffering?

  Yan Zichen thought for a while, but finally couldn't get enough of Yan Ziche's willfulness, so she could only nod her head.

   "Okay, then either take you out of the hospital tomorrow. Zi Che, these are trivial matters. The important thing is that you have seen clearly who hurt you?!"

  It’s okay if Yan Zichen doesn’t mention this, but when I mention this, I’m so scared to lose my soul!

  He was trembling and leaning back.

   "Brother! There is a ghost! A ghost in white clothes! The hair is still very long!"

  "..."

   "Where is there a female ghost in this world?"

   Yan Zichen was very speechless.

   "It's impossible for a female ghost to beat you like this, right?"

  Where can ordinary women have this kind of physical strength.

  According to Yan Zichen's estimation, if it is not a group committing crimes, even if it is a person, if you want to defeat a tall Yan Ziche of this kind, at least it is a big man who has practiced a little bit of kung fu.

   "It's a female ghost! White clothes! Long hair!"

  Yan Ziche had already been scared by what Hou Shan had seen and heard, and he was so scared that he could make out other things.

  "..."

   "Then there is nothing except this feature? Is there any specific look and voice description?"

   "Sound? It sounds nice, but I can't remember what the other person said. It seems to make me converge a bit."

   Yan Ziche shook his head straight.

  ...

   Seeing that there was nothing to be asked about, Yan Zichen was very disappointed in her heart.

  He had to take out his mobile phone and called the police station.

   "Lao Li, is there any news over there? Have you detected fingerprints or DNA?"

  Generally speaking, it is the fastest to solve crimes in high school, and Yan Zichen also believes this.

  But who thought, there was a low voice over there.

   "There is no good news, only one bad news, Master Yan, do you want to listen?"

"what?"

   Yan Zichen's heart sank.

   "Not only did not detect any information fragments, but tonight the Emperor had a heavy rain, which washed away many traces of the crime scene!"

  (End of this chapter)