The forensic wife is very nice to me

"Xiao Yang, there is one more thing, you need someone to do it for me." Li Shanghan frowned, and his lips were tightly pressed into a straight line.

He took out a piece of information from the document in his hand, put it in front of his assistant, and said in a cold voice, "Find someone to keep an eye on this person. I suspect she has something to do with this case."

"Yes." Assistant Xiao Yang picked up the document, and when he looked down, Li Yaxian's photo and identity information fell into his eyes.

"Okay, you go out." Li Shang moved his lips coldly, with a cold expression.

Assistant Xiao Yang turned and left the office after hearing his words.

Li Shanghan with a deep and cold face lowered his eyes, lowered his head and opened the metal cigarette case at hand, took out a cigar from inside, took out the rotary lighter and lit it.

Strands of white eyes suddenly lingered in the air.

He took a deep breath of the intoxicating smoke, turned around slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows with big strides, overlooking the city indifferently, like a condescending emperor.

White smoke rings emerged from his thin lips one after another, hovering in front of his eyes.

Inadvertently, Qiu Lan's exquisite and small facial features also appeared in front of him.

He didn't know why, but now he was more concerned about her affairs, which he had never done before.

He was able to solve the previous cases smoothly, but he didn't think about it at all. He just litigated according to the normal legal process. He didn't care whether he won or lost this game.

But this time, he can only win, not lose.

"Bang bang bang."

A dull knock on the door broke the silence in the office and disturbed his thoughts.

"Come in." Li Shanghan moved his lips indifferently, took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then extinguished the cigarette.

After the sound of footsteps, a man in a trumpet uniform came in panting, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Shanghanli?"

"Yes, who are you?" Li Shanghan frowned slightly, with a little chill in his eyes.

"I'm the courier of the small trumpet errand company, and I have a copy here."

"Didn't the front desk tell you? The courier and takeaway are all outside, so you don't need to come into my office."

Before the courier could finish speaking, Li Shanghan interrupted him indifferently with a piercing voice.

"No, it's not." The courier looked at the frost-faced person in front of him, swallowed involuntarily, his eyes panicked.

He had never seen such an indifferent person, or rather, this was an iceberg drifting in the Arctic Circle.

"Mr. Li, this courier, yes, has a special note that it must be delivered to you by hand, so." The courier lowered his eyes nervously, not daring to look directly at the person in front of him.

"Okay, put it here." Li Shanghan didn't want to say anything more to him, so he dismissed him in a cold voice.

"Okay." The courier nodded and quickly fled here.

After he left, Li Shanghan with a dark expression untied the outer packaging and took out the contents.

A gray-white lunch box suddenly caught his eyes, which made him frown, and a bright light flashed across his eyes in an instant.

This lunch box is so familiar, it seems to be the one that Qiu Lan kept in the apartment.

He pursed his thin lips, with some hope in his eyes, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea again.

How could she bring lunch boxes here?
It's he who thinks too much.

With a disappointed face, Li Shang coldly opened the lunch box and glanced at it casually.

Unexpectedly, this glance actually brought him quite a surprise.

Sweet and sour short ribs, golden egg dumplings, mapo tofu.

Aren't these all Qiu Lan's specialty dishes?

His slender fingers trembled uncontrollably. He picked up the off-white lunch box and smelled it lightly.

This familiar and strong flavor is her handiwork.

But why did she suddenly cook food and send it to the office?
At this moment, a bright yellow post-it note appeared in his hand.

"Shang Han, thank you for this matter, eat well."

A simple sentence set off a storm in Li Shanghan's heart, he pursed his thin lips lightly, and his thoughts were complicated.

He clearly saw the crossed out "Mr. Li" in front of the word "Shang Han".

Unexpectedly, although she didn't directly affirm his thoughts yesterday, she still took it to heart.

A gust of cool wind quietly blew into the office, but Li Shanghan felt an unprecedented warmth.

He stared softly at the delicious food in the lunch box, with mixed feelings in his heart, a strange but extremely gentle feeling of home instantly hit his heart.

This feeling disappeared after Li Sheng forced his biological mother to death, leaving only endless indifference and hatred.

But he didn't expect that the little woman would rekindle the feeling that was hidden deep in his heart.

Li Shanghan put down the lunch box, sat down slowly, and looked at the bright yellow post-it note for a long time before opening the drawer and putting it into a box.

The aroma of food filled the entire office, Li Shanghan picked up the bowls and chopsticks at hand, and swept away the food in the lunch box.

Satisfied, Li Shanghan covered the lunch box, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and had a slight smile in his eyes.

Thousands of years of icebergs began to melt.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, in Qingshuiwan's apartment, Qiu Lan was lying on the sofa and reading the news on her mobile phone. All the previous videos that slandered her had disappeared one by one, leaving only the news and videos that clarified her innocence.

The Internet finally returned to cleanliness again, she pursed her red lips, and her brows stretched.

The public opinion has explained clearly, the police station will have news that she will be notified to go to work soon, right?Where is the case of Qi Wen's family now?

They have already found the suspicious point, and now they only look at Li Shanghan's actions.

Just as she was thinking, the phone rang suddenly, and a message popped up, the sender's name was Qi Mo.

After clicking on it, Qiu Lan frowned instantly.

"Lan, the police station said that the evidence is conclusive. My dad is likely to be sentenced to death by the court. What should I do? What should I do? I'm at the police station now and I want to see you. Can you come over?"

Sentenced to death?
How can this be?

Didn't it prove that the deceased was killed by injecting a high dose of cucurbitin later?Moreover, Li Shanghan also said that the police station will conduct a second autopsy. How could the evidence be conclusive now?
What's more, it is impossible for the police officers in the police station to say what sentence the suspect may be sentenced to when the case is still under investigation.

Lan?
Qi Mo usually calls her Xiaolan, her tone doesn't sound like her, but the phone number is definitely hers.

Qiu Lan frowned, thinking of Qi Mo's distraught appearance two days ago.

In this case, she may indeed behave differently than usual.

"Mo, wait for me, I'll be right over." Qiu Lan hurriedly replied, changed her clothes quickly and went downstairs.

With a sound of "ding dong", the elevator arrived at the parking lot on the second floor, the elevator door slowly opened, and Qiu Lan saw the car parked directly facing the stairwell at a glance.

Suddenly, a touch of horror flashed in her eyes.