004: Purple-haired Evidence · Head-to-Head Confrontation "Si Lan..." His hoarse voice finally said two words that were inaudible. This name had been hidden in his heart for four years, and it was covered with thick dust for a long time.
I thought it would be impossible to call this name in my lifetime.【】
Scorpio stared at him with a cold look that was neither happy nor sad, without any emotion. His thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were blinking, and his eyelashes were vibrating like butterfly wings.
The atmosphere became inexplicably weird, and the oxygen was very thin. The director stood aside, not daring to take a breath. There was an invisible pressure that made his back wet with cold sweat, but the two people were expressionless and indifferent.
It seemed like nothing happened. And it was actually unclear whether this feeling of oppression came from Lan Sichen or from this scorpio who was not like a human being.
Lan Sichen took a step forward and carefully looked at her facial features with sharp eyes. They had not changed much from four years ago. Only her charm was slightly different. Her eyes were still clear but lifeless, her jaw was a bit cold, and her long face was
With her hair down, she looks like a mermaid from a comic book, but too cold and arrogant.
"Four years ago, you were not dead. You came back for revenge, so you killed Qiao Xue, right?" There were too many emotions in the soft voice. He didn't want to regard her as the murderer, but what happened four years ago
At present, if she is alive, how could she not come back for revenge? But the facts prove that she is really the one who comes back for revenge.
Scorpio listened to his words quietly, indifferently, as if she had not heard his voice. She was very quiet, as quiet as the air and invisible. If her eyelashes hadn't blinked from time to time, she would have been mistaken for a sculpture.
The director looked at Lan Sichen with confusion and said quickly: "Third Young Master, is there any misunderstanding here? Scorpio, how could he be the murderer of Qiao Xue? She has no motive for killing..."
"She has." Lan Sichen interrupted him coldly, staring sharply at the face without warmth or emotion. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and spread it out. A purple hair lay quietly, the color
It’s exactly the same color as Scorpio’s hair. “I found this on the window sill the night Qiao Xue died.”
If she hadn't killed Qiao Xue, if she hadn't appeared at Qin's house that night, how could she have had this hair in her hands.
The director's eyes widened and he looked at the tiny hair carefully. His eyes hurt from looking at it. "Actually, it's very common for the hair to be the same color. You can't judge Scorpio as the murderer just because of one hair."
The police need evidence to arrest someone, and this hair proves nothing at all.
"Dan!" Lan Sichen stared at Scorpio with bright eyes: "As long as we take the DNA and compare it, we will know whether it is her or not."
"What happened four years ago was planned by me alone. If you want revenge, why didn't you come to me first?"
The director looked at Lan Sichen's handsome face with puzzled eyes. Although he didn't understand what he meant, it was still necessary to do a DNA comparison. When he was about to take the hair from Lan Sichen's hand, Scorpio suddenly
Standing up, her spine is straight and her body proportions are good. She is taller and slimmer than four years ago, especially her long, slender and straight legs, which are very charming.
Lan Sichen stared at her, never expecting that she would look so good-looking four years later, especially the light purple that was almost perfect on her body. No one had ever been able to wear purple so beautifully.
The director looked at Scorpio and didn't know what she wanted to do. He stood there without moving. He was secretly wondering if there was something between the two, but it was impossible! Scorpio had been engaged in medical research in the UK and had no intention of doing anything.
After coming back, how could they meet?
Scorpio came to a stop in front of Lan Sichen. He didn't look at the director or Lan Sichen. He just raised his right hand. The white and clean fingers were slender with clear bones. There was a light purple color on the nails and they were white.
Her petals and nails were long and beautifully trimmed. She twirled the tiny hair and turned towards the window sill. She opened the window sill and stretched her hand outside. A gust of wind blew by, and the hair on her fingertips was blown away...
Lan Sichen's eyes were startled, his cold eyes became deep, and he looked at her inquiringly. At this moment, he couldn't guess what she was thinking.
"No more." She looked at the director with flat eyes, pursed her thin lips and spoke in a tepid voice, which made people feel comfortable even though it was unfamiliar.
"What?" The director's eyes widened and he was confused, which song was being sung now.
After fluttering her curled eyelashes a few times, she spoke again with the same voice: "The evidence of guilt is gone."
Director: "..."
What on earth is this Scorpio doing? She actually said that it was evidence of crime. Does she admit that she really went to the crime scene and that she really killed Qiao Xue?
Scorpio ignored their strange and weird looks, walked directly to the director's desk, opened the drawer naturally, took out the words hidden in the drawer, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth. The whole process was as if the other two people didn't exist.
It's like eating your own food at your own home.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the next second she opened her mouth and spat the plum into the trash can. She said in a flat voice without any fluctuation: "Don't buy this kind next time, it'll hurt your teeth."
Director: "..."
I really don’t know if the people above are deliberately trying to mess with themselves. They invited this strange person back to drive him crazy.
Lan Sichen looked at her intently and raised his thin lips: "Si Lan..."
"I'm going to do an autopsy." Scorpio said naturally, interrupting Lan Sichen's words, as if she didn't even know. To be precise, she didn't think that Lan Sichen was a human being and had existed.
The director felt that Lan Sichen was exuding a cold aura, and the violence from being too close seemed to crush him to death. Scorpio's opening now was a good excuse to escape. He said in a hurry: "I'll take you there right now.
"
Although Scorpio was wearing fifteen-centimeter high heels, she didn't make any sound as she walked. Her body seemed weightless. She followed the director calmly under the watchful eyes of Lan Sichen.
, he didn’t even look at Lan Sichen again from beginning to end. When he passed by him, he heard a cold voice——
"What exactly do you want to do?"
She paused for a moment and stood side by side in different directions from him. She didn't look at his profile or speak. She just saw his tall figure reflected on the glass window and his hair hanging down by his side.
The faint silver light on her hands and fingers, and the cold eyes finally felt a little strange and disappeared quickly. Then she walked out of the office without hesitation.
What do you want to do? You need to think carefully about this question before you know it.
Lan Sichen turned around and looked at her slender figure, cold, lonely, and defiant... For a long time, he found that he could not find any words to describe her four years later.
The director opened the door and said diligently: "This is specially prepared for you. If you are dissatisfied with anything, please tell me at any time and I will change it for you immediately."
Scorpio glanced around and said calmly: "Snack rack."
"Ah?" The director suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, otherwise he couldn't understand what she was saying.
"Lack of a snack rack." She spoke again, finally willing to add three more words.
The director's eyes widened and he looked at her as if she was seeing a ghost: "You want to add a snack rack here to put snacks?"
Scorpio glanced at him and said nothing, but it was obvious that this was his plan.
The director smiled coquettishly, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and promised: "I will have someone buy more for you tomorrow." He wailed in his heart, is there no normal person who came back from the UK?
She walked to the closet and casually put on her work clothes and light purple glasses. She took out a pen from the closet and quickly tied up her long hair without losing a strand, and then put on a hood. Although it looked a bit strange, she
I didn't care. I turned around and walked to the dissecting table, turned on the shadowless lamp... the truth was clear to me.
When the director saw that she was about to open the curtain, he immediately said: "I won't disturb your work. If you need anything, call someone to help you!"
The sound fell and he ran away in despair. He didn't want to look at such a terrifying scene.
Scorpio had no expression on his face and didn't even look at him. He opened the curtain and saw that the clothes on the corpse were stained red by blood and had dried. His eyes were still staring upward, with dilated pupils full of resentment and unwillingness. The blood from the neck wound was solidified and fresh.
The flesh has turned dark red, and the bones are milky white, stained with blood.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at the corpse as if she were admiring a pleasing painting...
"I said, can you please stop looking at the corpse with such perverted eyes?" A voice of disgust suddenly came from behind. The man walked up to her and glanced at the corpse. The goosebumps on his body immediately stood up, and he looked bad.
Hidden disgust. "Who on earth has such a deep grudge against her and wants to be so cruel?"
"have no idea."
"Nonsense, I also know you don't know." The man rolled his eyes, put his fingers on her shoulders, and said close to her, "I just saw him."
The knife she just got was sharp and shimmering with silver light, and it was chilling. There was no wave in her indifferent eyes, and her thin lips wriggled and made a mechanical voice: "It's not fun to dissect a dead person."
The man immediately jumped out three feet away and looked at her warily: "You are trying to take advantage of me, let alone my little brother." He protected his legs above the waist and below the waist with both hands. Damn it, he
But she didn't forget what she said accidentally last time. She actually ran to her room with a knife in the middle of the night, cut his pajamas, and wanted to dissect her little brother. Fortunately, she woke up early, otherwise her little brother would
It should be soaked in formalin at 360 degrees without any blind spots.
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