"It's not for money or for ......lust" Su Hao suddenly flashed a little, and turned his head to look at Zhuo Yanbei's side face: "People die for money, birds die for food, and people love money." And if a man only has a lust heart for a woman, he won't have any other intentions? ”

Zhuo Yanbei was flipping through the forensic autopsy report in his hand when he glanced back at her.

Su Hao just asked suddenly, but seeing the deep smile in his eyes, he couldn't help but realize how much temptation he had just asked, he couldn't help but clear his throat and turned his head to continue to look at Bi Qiuliang's corpse and said, "I'm just talking about human nature, and I think this has a very important connection with criminal psychology." ”

"Human nature is like this, and it is very easy to dissect, most of them only have a few sets of desires. Hope is constituted while these desires. Hope is often repetitive, increasing or decreasing little by little in an incremental way. Zhuo Yanbei put down the forensic autopsy report in his hand as usual, and glanced at Bi Qiuliang's corpse lightly: "Just like the corpse in front of her, her desire before her death. Hope is power and money, and the only desire before death. To hope is to live. ”

Su Hao knew that every inference he made was a well-founded assertion, but he was still very curious, and looked at him with a smile: "How do you know her desires before her death. Hope is power and money? Da"

She had investigated Bi Qiuliang before, so she knew that Bi Qiuliang's personality was indeed the same as what Zhuo Yanbei said, but he hadn't seen those investigation materials and photos.

Zhuo Yanbei motioned her to look at Bi Qiuliang's finger with her eyes, Su Hao raised the hand of the cold corpse again, and after looking carefully for a while, she found that her ring finger and middle finger had traces of rings, the width of the ring was different, but they were not particularly small styles.

And there is a trace of a ring mark that looks like a global limited edition ring style of a British luxury jewelry brand this year, the price of the ring is as high as 30 million in RMB, and the other ring marks can't see what they are, but just this trace can be seen how much Bi Qiuliang likes these luxury goods.

The ring worth 30 million is on the hand, I am afraid that the Queen of England is not so arrogant and loves money, and millions of them are already very exaggerated, okay.

Su Hao paused, and said with a regretful face: "It's a pity, such a valuable thing has become a relic that no one inherits, and I'm afraid it will be handed over directly to the state." ”

Zhuo Yanbei suddenly glanced at her: "Do you like it?" ”

The corners of Su Hao's mouth twitched: "I don't like dead people's things." ”

"And what do you like?" Zhuo Yanbei looked at her.

It seems that many years ago, Zhuo Yanbei asked her this question, but Su Hao found that she really didn't have anything she particularly wanted, and then she said casually: "I like you." ”

So, the next day, Zhuo Yanbei took her to order a pair of platinum rings, and they both wore rings engraved with their names on the beach, and with the blessing of many FBI colleagues, they were engaged.

She liked him, so he gave himself to her like that, in an engaged way.

Thinking of this, Su Hao couldn't help but smile, and turned to look at Zhuo Yanbei: "I like you~"

Her original intention was to hope that he could return the ring that he had confiscated to her, but Zhuo Yanbei's good-looking eyebrows raised slightly, and he didn't seem surprised at all by her answer.

"Laughing at what?" Su Hao glanced at him.

"I see." Zhuo Yanbei smiled faintly.

Su Hao's face immediately tightened slightly, turned his face away and said: "I have a backup of the relevant information about Han Dong's case, Moken God, the little woman sincerely invites you to help solve this case, are you interested in going and seeing?" ”

"To the criminal police team?" Zhuo Yan looked at her from the north.

"It's okay to go to the criminal police team, I also have a backup in my computer at home, and I usually turn out the case information when I'm bored when I go home, so the information in my computer is also very comprehensive." Su Hao said as he looked at the bruised marks on Bi Qiuliang's scalp.

Thinking that the murderer was dragging her hair and slamming her head against the wall, I couldn't help frowning.

"you." Zhuo Yan North Light Road.

His choice was not surprising to Su Hao at all, but after hearing him go directly to her house without hesitation, even if she guessed in her heart that it would be this choice, she still inevitably had a hot face, and with a soft "um", she turned around and walked out of the cold corpse room of the forensic medical office.

Back in the car, Su Hao sat in the driver's seat, and saw Zhuo Yanbei sitting in the passenger seat, such a side-by-side posture made her heart feel a little sweet and satisfied, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone and hand it to him: "There is an album named "in the network album of my mobile phone, which contains some photos about this case, you can take a look at it first, and then look at the other specific ones to me." ”

Zhuo Yanbei took the phone, opened her online photo album, and said lightly while looking at her photos: "I once saw Han Donghe at a wine party