1193. Chapter 1193 Angrily smashing the scumbag father into ecstasy [8]
The night is very quiet, and so is Su Nuanxia.
A bright street lamp stood on the lawn beside Su Nuanxia.
The light seemed to be a protective film, wrapping Su Nuanxia completely and isolating her.
The hands of the two of them folded together, one feeling cool and the other warm.
Looking at each other, Bo Jinghan calmly met his best friend's inquiring eyes and waited intently for her to speak.
And this long wait is like a secret contest.
A moment——
Su Nuanxia suddenly took her hand out of Bao Jinghan's, and at the same time looked away, turning to look at the bag on her lap.
Open.
She took out a stack of photos and smashed them on the back of Bao Jinghan's hand.
"You read this first, and then I'll tell you why I'm looking for you."
"What is this? Don't tell me, it's another one of those nasty autopsy room selfies you took to test my heart's endurance!"
Teasing him lightly, Bo Jinghan looked at her leisurely.
After a quick glance, he looked back at the stack of photos he had picked up.
When he opened the first picture, Bo Jinghan's expression was still normal.
But the further down she looked, the paler her face became, and her eyes became more solemn and deeper as the photos turned.
Until she turned to the last page——
"ah!!!"
A scream.
Bo Jinghan's pupils shrank suddenly and suddenly expanded.
She threw the photo in her hand and the unfinished water together.
Trembling nervously, Bo Jinghan swallowed hard, holding onto the bench beneath him with both hands, breathing rapidly, trying to slowly calm down in this sudden tension.
: "This... is this why you came to me?"
"That's right."
Su Nuanxia nodded without hesitation.
Then, she knelt down and picked up the stack of photos in the album.
He reached out and wiped the album cover that was stained with grass clippings, and then opened the pages and flipped through them quickly. He looked as if he was admiring the photography of a world-famous artist, with a hint of persistence in his concentration.
speculation.
Until she also turned to the last photo.
Su Nuanxia turned her face, her sinister eyes were extremely brightly illuminated by the light, but the way she looked at her was hard to guess.
She just stared quietly, like a witch at night.
When Bo Jinghan's mood swings were no longer so intense, he spoke: "Most of what you just saw are related scene photos sent from similar cases abroad. And the last few you saw are
It happened in another city in China a few days ago...I have been cooperating with the task force to investigate this case recently."
"..."
Staring silently at his best friend.
Bo Jinghan moved his lips but said nothing
Su Nuanxia seemed to understand what she was thinking, and continued calmly: "Back then, Mo Huan, the criminal psychology expert who was in charge of Sheng Qing's case, was an old friend of yours. I used your
Friendship, I asked her to get photos of the scene of similar cases abroad and some investigation data. After that, she heard that a similar case had happened in China and had a portrait of the suspect, so she immediately resigned from her special job at the police there.
As for the consultant's job, I planned to return to China and take charge of this case. However, I am still in the process of handing over the job and I can't get over it yet. But she made a comparison based on the portrait I passed on. As a result, she said... it's not that person.
