It's Xie Jingchen.

An Ruqiao easily judged the owner of the footsteps, and then listened to him enter the password, open the door, and close the door.

It didn't take long for the sound of water to sound.

The roar of the water heater and the sound of the water pipes running in the pipes were amplified to the extreme during the night.

An Ruqiao shouted to the smart housekeeper to turn on the light.

Listening to the movement of Xie Jingchen, who was in the next room, washing, An Ruqiao felt his physical strength, and after recovering some strength, he sat up from the sofa.

Taking out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, An Ruqiao glanced at it, and there were two micro X messages.

Click on it to see that it was all sent by Xie Jingchen.

"Fang Ling is dead."

"Do you have time?"

There was a gap of more than two hours between the two messages. The first one is more than ten o'clock, and the second one is more than twelve o'clock.

An Ruqiao thought about it and replied to Xie Jingchen, "I have time, wait a minute." Then he got up and took care of the hygiene.

It took about fifteen minutes to take a shower. Xie Jingchen's side was moving faster than her, and the sound of the water had stopped seven or eight minutes ago.

Wrapped in an absorbent bathrobe, An Ruqiao, who got rid of the sweat, breathed a sigh of relief and carried out the next thing refreshingly and soberly.

glanced at her phone first, and on the micro X interface, her pretty neighbor replied to her with two messages.

"Okay."

"There's no hurry."

Fang Ling died, to be honest, An Ruqiao was not surprised to see the news.

As early as when she Zhou Yang died, she had a premonition that Fang Ling would also die.

The person who killed Zhou Yang, An Ruqiao was ready to help Xie Jingchen catch it.

At that time, when Zhou Yang was penetrated by a steel pipe, it was only a few meters away from her. Even if An Ruqiao was not harmed, she also held a grudge.

The murderer clearly doesn't care if he will hurt the innocent.

This kind of avenger who is bent on killing people even if he implicates passers-by, in An Ruqiao's opinion, is basically no different from the unscrupulous people in RL who will do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.

Moreover, An Ruqiao was not a generous person originally.

It took another two minutes to change all the disposable sheets and quilts on the sofa before An Ruqiao sat down and made a video call to Xie Jingchen.

As soon as he called, the bell waiting in the middle didn't ring, and Xie Jingchen had already answered.

An Ruqiao used the cup on the coffee table to hold the phone, and the entire upper body entered the camera.

On the other side, the picture of Xie Jingchen displayed in the mobile phone, and the whole face filled the screen.

An Ruqiao felt a little funny.

This way of opening a video and putting the camera on his face is like an old man.

"Hey?"

Xie Jingchen's voice was a little hoarse, probably because of overwork.

"I can hear you." An Ruqiao smiled, "Is there anything you want me to do?"

Over there, Xie Jingchen paused, didn't say anything directly, but asked something irlevant, "Why haven't you slept so late?"

An Ruqiao raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you sleep too?"

"It's different, I'm working overtime." Xie Jingchen was silent for a while, and then added, "Staying up late is not good for your skin."

Immediately afterwards, Xie Jingchen remembered what An Ruqiao said to him when he was angry before, he didn't like others to make decisions for her under the banner of being good for her, thinking about what he had just said, he didn't feel very good, his hands clenched his fists, and he was a little cramped.

An Ruqiao was indeed a little unhappy when she heard his words just now, but she felt funny when she saw that he was almost about to write the word cramped on his face.

I can't help but want to tease him.

"Do you live close to me?" An Ruqiao brought the phone closer and let the camera shoot him more clearly, "Do you want to ...... Come face to face?"

Phones that don't have any beauty come with a camera, which makes the captured images slightly distorted from the human eye. However, An Ruqiao under the lens does not seem to have been magnified by the original camera at all

The negative impact of the defect is still breathtaking.

Xie Jingchen looked at An Ruqiao on the phone screen, watching the water droplets run down her hair and flow down her jawline into the bathrobe......

His Adam's apple moved, and he replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the video, Xie Jingchen put his mobile phone in his hand, stood up and walked out.

When he was about to go out, Xie Jingchen saw the full-length mirror on the wall, took a step back, retreated to the mirror, and looked at it carefully.

Dress, nothing is a problem.

Just showered and didn't smell.

After thinking about it, he unbuttoned the top of his shirt, looked at it, frowned, felt as if he was a little frivolous, and buttoned it back again.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with his appearance, Xie Jingchen walked out of the door and walked towards An Ruqiao's room.

In fact, Xie Jingchen knew the password of An Ruqiao's room, but he didn't enter the password, and still knocked on the door.

As soon as he raised his hand to knock, before his knuckles could touch the door, the door opened.

"Come in." An Ruqiao turned sideways to give Xie Jingchen a place, "What are you doing in a daze."

Xie Jingchen glanced at An Ruqiao, but didn't dare to look at it again. The hurried glance just now made his head a little hot.

Without squinting, he walked in and walked straight to the bed, and after sitting down, he breathed a sigh of relief.

An Ruqiao saw that he was so nervous that he almost wanted to share his hands and feet, and inexplicably felt that he looked a little cute.

Thinking about it when we first met for a long time, he still dared to put his arms around his waist at that time, at this time, why did he regress?

An Ruqiao closed the door and sat diagonally on the sofa.

The bathrobe wasn't too long, and the hem reached just above the knee. It was loosely tied, revealing a little skin at the neckline, but it was completely covered when it was almost in the danger zone.

Xie Jingchen's eyes drifted to An Ruqiao, then moved away, and found a focus point on the coffee table, as if there was something special on the coffee table, and he didn't look at An Ruqiao again.

"Are you looking for me for Fang Ling's death case?" An Ruqiao teased in her heart, but she didn't show it at the beginning, but got to the point.

"That's right," Xie Jingchen's eyes were fixed on the water glass on the table, as if to see it sewn, "I mainly want to ask you what kind of sexual development abnormalities you have, you are more professional in medicine...... I suspect that the murderer's gender may not be the male we initially estimated."

An Ruqiao understood, so he probably told Xie Jingchen about the relevant knowledge, and Luo Qingqing gave an example.

"In other words, some people's physical characteristics are different from their genes, right?"

"Yes." An Ruqiao gave him some other science popularization, "In fact, according to genes, there are five types of gender classifications, which are male, male, bisexual, female and female."

An Ruqiao gave Xie Jingchen a popular science on gender, and gave many typical examples, which made Xie Jingchen think.