Shi Ting Bai froze.

"What?"

He asked, almost stunned.

Lu Yiyu looked at him funny, "You don't know what this means?" ”

He also wondered how this kid could get such a riotous tattoo when he looked so innocent.

"You just ...... Say what? Shi Tingbai suspected that he had misheard, and his teeth were chattering.

That obscene psychiatrist......

Bluff him?

"Meaning, you're below."

Lu Yiyu bit his cigarette and laughed.

This little guy is really interesting, and he is estimated to help others count the money when he is sold.

Shi Tingbai looked down at the French on his wrist, thinking that he had been wearing this tattoo to swagger through the market these days, and his face turned green.

Now, he just wants to kill that psychiatrist!

Exercise!

Lu Yiyu raised his hand, looked at the tobacco in the transparent packaging bag in his hand, went back again, came to the wall, and marked the location where the tobacco was found.

The tone was lazy: "It seems to have been tattooed somewhere by the psychiatrist." ”

The font style is the same as his waist, and the black-hearted shopkeeper is really an ignorant little guy.

He put away the magnifying glass, licked his lips and smiled: "Then you can only admit it, the material over there and the tattoo can't be cleaned." ”

This thing will be with him for the rest of his life.

Shiting's white face turned greener.

He clenched his fists in place for a long time, kicked over a bottle of wine, grabbed the broken bottle and rushed out, he had to kill that obscene pit today!!

went out and almost bumped into Jiang Ruan.

Fu Chi quickly hooked her waist and pulled her into his arms.

A pair of black Danfeng eyes looked at the back of the young man's anger.

Jiang Ruan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

What's wrong with this little white brother?

The two didn't care much about it, and when they entered the box, Lu Yiyu was still checking around, very meticulous.

Fu Chi saw the transparent packaging bag in his hand almost at a glance.

"What did you find?" He asked.

Lu Yiyu had a cigarette in his mouth, standing lazily, the smoke swirled in the space, his direction was gray, and the nicotine taste was strong.

The eyebrows and eyes are ruffian and straight.

It smells like yuppies.

"I only found some tobacco, the taste is still strong, it won't be too long to fall here, go back and check."

He smoked all year round, so he could tell the difference.

"Also, the brigade called over and found out the problem, Zhang Zhenke has a history of drugs, saying that he was addicted to it yesterday and was insane, what do you think?" He took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke ring.

Fu Chi said lightly: "After watching the surveillance video, his state does look like a seizure symptom. ”

Lu Yiyu smiled: "So, it is still an accidental death?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Chi raised his jet-black eyelashes, and his seemingly faint eyes were filled with colors deeper than the night.

"I hope you're not in vain."

His tone was soft, but his words were deeply sharp.

Lu Yiyu smiled suddenly, and the ruffian on his face became thicker and thicker.

"Just kidding, what are you doing so seriously?" Finally, he looked sideways at the girl who was leaning against the wall with his hands on his chest and beating Hache: "Your boyfriend is really not interesting. ”

Jiang Ruan squinted his eyes and snorted: "Is the fun for you?" ”

"Yes, I refuse this dog food."

Lu Yiyu sighed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never relented.

"Okay, there's nothing to check here, Ming'er will review Zhang Zhenke's colleagues one by one."

He shook the clear bag in his hand.

Fu Chi took out a USB drive from his pocket and threw it directly to Lu Yiyu.

"Inside is the surveillance of the corridor, you see."

He thought the hallway was a little weird.

Lu Yiyu raised his hand and grabbed it, stared at the USB drive and laughed: "Cheng." ”