Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

Mo Lin saw that Mo Song had reached out to the table, and immediately predicted what was going to happen. He dodged and quickly disappeared into the room with the doorknob.

After the signature pen in Mo Song's hand passed a parabola, it landed on the spot where Mo Lin stood just now.

Realizing that his desire to have a grandson might be in vain, Mo Song couldn't take it anymore.

Come, come, and bring such a big surprise, I'm afraid he will live a few more years!

When Mo Lin walked downstairs, he suddenly looked up at the window on the second floor, and found that Mo Song was standing on the window sill and staring at him.

The tacit understanding between father and son is sometimes reflected in these places.

Mo Lin was afraid that he would receive a high-altitude parabola in the next second, so he had to move his feet.

While walking, he lowered his head and sent a text message to Mo Song: [I brought you a case of wine, which is your favorite. Don't look at me with that kind of resentful eyes, I'm afraid of having nightmares when I sleep at night. 】

After Mo Song read the text message, he twitched the corners of his mouth, still angry: [How could you have a nightmare, if you want to have a nightmare, it is also my nightmare. 】

Mo Song went downstairs directly after sending the text message. There was indeed a case of wine standing next to the wine cabinet. He picked up the red wine and looked at it, and found that the case of wine was dragged directly from the manor, and there was a special label on it.

This kind of wine belongs to the high-quality goods in the manor. It seems that Mo Lin has put some thought into getting this case of wine.

This kid has a conscience!

Mo Song's anger subsided a lot, he took out six bottles of wine one by one, placed them in the most conspicuous position of the wine cabinet like a work of art, then took a photo and sent it to his wife: [Your son brought it to me Yes, are you envious? 】

After the text message was sent, there was no reply there. Mo Song knew that she was busy again.

The two have been busy with their respective careers since they got married. Mo Lin's ability to grow so well is entirely on his own. He and his wife can only satisfy his needs as much as possible.

Sometimes Mo Song does feel ashamed. He has worked in this mysterious organization for many years, and many things are done through special contact methods. High-level figures in the organization never show their faces easily, but once If something endangers the interests of the organization, the entire organization will immediately start to operate. Some things are much more complicated than expected, and he doesn't want Mo Lin to touch them.

But he knew that Mo Lin had always had his own opinions on what he wanted to do, and no one could change what he decided, because he couldn't change it, so the father could only support him.

Who made him his son?

In the lobby of the police station, Meng Lan had just contacted the "tuition teacher" Qin Juan referred to.

The other party is a student of Yanhai University of Science and Technology, a sophomore this year, 20 years old, named Wang Lun.

After Menglan had a brief exchange, the other party agreed to come to the police station to take notes: "I'll take a taxi and I'll be there in 10 minutes."

It is rare for Meng Lan to meet a citizen who actively cooperates like him, and the tone and tone of the other party's speech are very gentle, giving people a feeling of gentleness like jade.

The other party was very punctual, and 10 minutes later appeared at the gate of the police station: "Hi, I'm looking for Officer Meng."

When Menglan turned her head, she saw a tall and thin boy standing at the entrance of the police station lobby, wearing a simple white shirt, black cropped pants and canvas shoes.

Her hair is well-groomed and her temperament is clean, just like the male protagonist in a youth school drama.

Meng Lan asked, "Are you Wang Lun?"

"Well, it's me."

"follow me."

Meng Lan took him to the interrogation room: "You wait in there, the interrogating police officer will come right away."

"Sorry, I have something to do later, is one hour enough?" Wang Lun said.

"It's hard to say, if it involves something more related to the case, you still need to continue to cooperate."

Xiao Ze was directing the arrest operation outside, most of the criminal police officers in the police station were away, Wang Yue presided over the interrogation, and Meng Lan was on the sidelines recording.

"Can I ask a question first?" Wang Lun looked a little nervous after sitting down.

"Ask." Wang Yue stared at the person opposite.

"Are you sure the person who died was Liu Ai?"

"determine."

"Have you been fingerprinted?"

"Of course, fingerprinting is the most basic process... Do you have any questions?"

Wang Lun shook his head: "Not anymore."

Wang Yue pondered for a moment, and found out the trick: "Then who do you think is dead?"

Wang Lun raised his eyes suddenly, and his eyes doubled in size: "Didn't you say that the person who died was Liu Ai?"

Wang Yue glanced at Menglan, winked at her, and continued: "The deceased announced to the public is indeed Liu Ai."

Meng Lan nodded in agreement.

Wang Lun's fingers froze, and he fell into deep thought for an instant.

Wang Yue saw that the other party's reaction was not quite right, so he basically knew it, so he said, "We found out that Liu Ai has a twin sister. Judging by your reaction, you should know about it?"

Wang Lun was silent for a while, then nodded...

Four days ago.

Wang Lun turned on the news pushed by his mobile phone and found a news about the suicide of a girl in No. [-] Middle School. He was shocked. He called An An immediately, but found that An An's mobile phone was turned off.

He felt very uneasy, and then, news of campus violence was flying all over the sky, and he couldn't contact An An, so he wondered if the person who died was An An, thinking about it, he couldn't sleep or eat every day.

He has been hesitating whether to go to the police to find out, but he is afraid that the public opinion will affect him. After all, it is almost the end of the semester, and he does not want to affect his scholarship application because of this matter.

So he has been observing secretly. His ability is limited, and he has no way to know the latest situation of the police. Until today, he finally received a call from the police.

Knowing that he had to face this matter, he rushed over in a hurry, and asked the police as soon as he entered the interrogation room, was the dead person really Liu Ai...

Wang Yue frowned: "You mean, the person you're dating is An An?"

"Yes."

"Where was Liu Ai during that time?"

"I have never met Liu Ai. I heard everything about Liu Ai from An An. An An said that the two of them switched identities...

An An entered the society very early, and she didn't want to talk about many things in the past, and I couldn't ask them. She said that she was very envious of her sister's life and wanted to go to school... At that time, Liu Ai was often bullied by the girls in the dormitory. Bullying, the two sisters are having a bad time...so they decided to exchange each other's identities. "

Liu Ai took off her school uniform and walked out of the public toilet wearing An An's miniskirt, while An An put on a clean school uniform and walked into the dream campus.

During that time, the good girl Liu Ai shuttled between KTV and bars, and saw many people and things she had never been in contact with before. The night of feasting and feasting caught her dark eyes. figure.

Brother Luo Qiaoyu, the son of their school, was sitting in the corner of the KTV drinking, and everyone around him was drinking and singing heartily, but he was the only one sitting in the corner, like an independent star.

When Liu Ai saw him in the past, he always acted foolishly. The zipper of his school uniform was never zipped properly. The first time she met their group of people, she had to take a detour.

But today is different. Today Luo Qiaoyu is sitting quietly in the corner, but has a slightly more melancholic temperament.

After Liu Ai arranged the wine, she pushed the cart and left. As soon as she walked out of the private room, Luo Qiaoyu followed.

The two met each other, and Liu Ai lowered her head nervously.

Luo Qiaoyu glanced at her, walked to the end of the corridor and answered the phone without saying anything.

Liu Ai pushed the cart back to the KTV lobby. She raised her hand to look at her watch. It was already 06:30 in the afternoon, and she would be off work in half an hour.

During the daytime, there were relatively few people in the KTV, and a little sister who delivered wine had a stomachache, and asked Liu Ai to help deliver the wine. She was always enthusiastic, and generally would not refuse such a small request.

Liu Ai pushed two boxes of beer into the private room of 204. After entering, the three old men on the sofa kept staring at her. She felt very uncomfortable and hurriedly put down the wine and wanted to leave.

Her embarrassment and nervousness aroused the interest of the three old men more and more, and those old men stared at her lewdly: "Little sister, sit down and have a drink with your brothers!"

"Sorry, I won't accompany you." Liu Ai said as she pretended to be calm and walked towards the door. As soon as she reached the door, an old man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

At this time, she remembered what An An had taught her: the outside world is chaotic, especially those men who have been drinking, don't believe what they say, they buy you a drink, they just want to fuck you, run away when this happens, You can't beat them.

At that time Liu Ai was still thinking, no matter how hateful those people are, they are not as hateful as the roommate who bullied her.

But when she actually encountered such a situation, besides being afraid, she was still afraid.

When a salty pig's hand was stretched towards her buttocks, her body shrank suddenly, and she picked up a beer bottle with her right hand, and smashed it on a person's head indiscriminately.

There was a sound of glass shattering, and she took two steps back abruptly. The man who was hit on the head covered her head, completely deprived of alcohol, and yelled, "You bitch, don't be ashamed!"

The man next to him immediately went to check on the other person's injuries, and the other came up and slapped her directly: "You wait for me, I will let you go around without food today!"

Liu Ai wanted to run away, but was pulled back by the people around her: "I want to run after beating someone! You must give an explanation for today's matter!"

Liu Ai cried so hard that her eyes were lost, and she was stunned for a while, seeing the blood on the man's head flowing down one side of his face, she didn't know what to do, she had never encountered such a situation before.

"What are you arguing about?"

Suddenly someone pushed open the door of the private room, and a slender figure was embedded in the door frame. Liu Ai looked along the source of the voice and found that the person who came was actually Luo Qiaoyu.

"Luo Qiaoyu, save me!"

Liu Ai shouted without thinking.

Luo Qiaoyu frowned: "You know me?"

Liu Ai kept nodding: "I met you at school."

"Little brother, I advise you not to meddle in our affairs, or you will do it too!"

Luo Qiaoyu pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled mischievously: "The little girl begged me to save her, it's not my style not to save her."

Luo Qiaoyu took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Call everyone, come to room 204, something happened, bro!"

In less than a minute, a group of young men came outside private room 1, each of them was full of blood: "What's going on? Are you going to fight?"

A tall man about 1.8 meters stood out from the crowd, walked to Luo Qiaoyu, and glanced at the three old men in the private room: "Are there just three of them?"

Luo Qiaoyu smiled, and said to the people in the private room: "You can also call someone to come, I'm not afraid of making things big."

The three old men looked at each other, and finally an old man stood up and said: "This little girl did it first, young man, you can't just bully people because of the number of people!"

Luo Qiaoyu found a comfortable seat and sat down: "If there is no one to help, you can also choose to call the police."

As he sat down, he made it clear that he was going to exhaust the three of them to the end. The three men were a little guilty. After discussing it with a few people, they finally decided to forget it. It would not be good for the three of them if things got bigger.

"We can let this little girl go, but what about my buddy's injury?"

With no expression on his face, Luo Qiaoyu took out a black wallet, randomly drew a few red bills, and slapped them on the table: "Is this money enough?"

The three men made eye contact and decided to take the money and leave.

The big rough hand holding Liu Ai's wrist suddenly loosened, and she fell to the ground. At this moment, dozens of pairs of eyes were staring at her. She didn't dare to raise her head, and silently wiped her tears with her sleeve.

As soon as the three old men left, someone immediately asked Luo Qiaoyu: "Who is she, why haven't you seen her before?"

Luo Qiaoyu smiled and said, "The next girlfriend."

Liu Ai's heart skipped a beat suddenly, she just wanted to say thank you, but her throat was blocked by the other party's words.

Luo Qiaoyu said a few words to the people outside, and the crowd around the door dispersed.

Liu Ai sat on the ground with her knees hugged, the red marks on her wrists were particularly obvious.

"Is this your first time here?"

He sat on the sofa at the door, looking down at her in a state of distress.

Liu Ai nodded.

"A student from No. [-] Middle School?"

Liu Ai thought for a while, then nodded.

Luo Qiaoyu: "Why haven't I seen you before?"

Liu Ai stood up: "Thank you today, I will pay back your money."

She was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, what's your name?" He asked suddenly.

Liu Ai paused: "An'an."

After Luo Qiaoyu returned to school, he asked someone to find out if there was a girl named An An in the school. The strange thing was that he couldn't find the girl he met in KTV.

But it was such a coincidence that after a class exercise, he found a familiar figure in the line of the canteen, and he tried to shout: "An'an."

The girl in front of her paused, took off her earphones, turned around, and glanced at the crowd behind her.

She didn't see anyone she was familiar with, so she probably wasn't calling her. In this place, almost no one knew her name was An An.

She put on the earphones with an indifferent expression, then queued up to pay, and returned to the classroom alone with a pack of snacks in her hand.

Luo Qiaoyu followed her all the time, and he watched the classroom she entered.

"Class One, Grade Two..."

Luo Qiaoyu remembered her class.

In the next few days, from time to time, a girl ran to the door of Class [-], Grade [-] to inquire about the military situation. It was said that she was looking for a certain brother's future sister-in-law.

An An smiled and said, "Childish."

Flipping through a high school math exercise book in her hand, she quickly wrote down a long series of reasoning processes on paper.

The topics were so easy that she finished high school math in one month.

She had just put the math workbook in the drawer and was about to take out her high school physics research when she suddenly heard someone discussing her in a low voice behind her.

An An's hearing is very good, and the girl behind her is nothing more than jealous of her sister, and then said some sour things.

If it were her before, she would go straight up and pull her hair.

But now on campus, the school prohibits fighting. Besides, she is borrowing her sister's identity now, so it is not convenient to cause trouble.

So An An decided not to cause trouble for herself and her sister.

But because of the existence of several eighth wives, she felt a little stuffy in her chest, so she stood up and planned to go to the balcony to get some air with her physics book.

When she walked to the side of the eight women, she kicked the stool in front of her. The metal stool rubbed against the floor, making a harsh sound, and a group of people looked at her.

She gave these people a blank look, using a cold look as a warning.

Those people stopped discussing in an instant.

Two seconds later, a strange voice came out of the crowd: "It's different when someone backs me up, and now I'm walking sideways!"

An An looked back at the girl who spoke: "What do you mean?"

"The whole school knows about you and Luo Qiaoyu, why are you pretending to be stupid?"

"Luo Qiaoyu?" An An was sure she didn't know this person: "Who is he?"

When saying this, a group of people looked in the direction of the podium.

I saw a tall boy walking into the classroom from the front door, standing on the podium, propping the desk with his palms, and looking at her with a smile: "Did you forget me so quickly?"

At this time there is still 20 minutes before evening self-study. Now the time is relatively free, and the teachers who stayed to work overtime are basically having dinner, and the students are very relaxed during this time.

An An's first reaction: This person may be a romantic debt caused by her sister.

She pondered for a moment: "Come out with me."

An An took the man to the small room where the broom was placed, turned around and closed the door: "What do you want?"

"I saved you anyway, want to turn your face and deny you?"

"What do you want?" An'an has always spoken very simply, and things that can be said clearly in one sentence will never be divided into two sentences.

Luo Qiaoyu's purpose is very clear: "Be my girlfriend."

An An smiled: "Just wait!"

After she finished speaking, she opened the door of the small room, and walked out with her hands in her pockets. There were a group of people standing in the corridor, and everyone was discussing her and Luo Qiaoyu in low voices.

An An felt very uncomfortable, and told him intuitively that this person named Luo Qiaoyu would bring a lot of trouble to her campus life, and she could not make this decision on behalf of her sister.

The author has something to say: Huh~

Sleep, good night, little cuties~