Zeng Weiya looked at her and spoke slowly: "I have known Wu Chuan for so many years, and I can say that I know him very well. Being with him will be very stressful. He is so outstanding, regardless of his financial background, appearance, and knowledge.
They are all incomparable to ordinary people. If you want to continue with him, you must be prepared to face all kinds of pressure."
I don’t know what Lu Wuchuan’s family background is, but he is already good enough on his own. These words may not sound wrong at first glance, but they are not stupid at all, and I understand the subtext inside.
If she and Lu Wuchuan were really in love, they would definitely fight back. Whether they are worthy or not is not allowed for outsiders to comment.
It's a pity that they are not. She has no interest in having a meaningless argument with this woman. However, the image of the other party's tall goddess has been greatly reduced in her heart.
Fortunately, she used to think that Zeng Weiya and Lu Wuchuan were a good match, but now it seems that they are a perfect match! No wonder Lu Wuchuan doesn't like her.
Zeng Weiya didn't know her mental activities, so she smiled faintly and continued: "You are still young, so it is normal that you cannot understand some things. However, being young also has its advantages. You still have a lot of time, so you can
Slow down and appreciate the scenery along the way. Maybe one day, you will find more beautiful scenery."
Duanmo raised a thumbs up in his mind, he really made a good chicken soup!
"I don't mean anything else. I'm just a few years older than you and have experienced more than you. Since you call me Weiya sister, I will treat you as a sister to remind you. Wuchuan and I have been friends for many years. I hope he
Be happy. Of course, I also hope you can be happy."
I hope he is happy, and I hope you are happy, not that you two can be happy. The meaning is self-evident. I keep saying that I hope this is good and that that is happy, but the words I say do not mean any blessing.
"Thank you, Sister Weiya." Duanmo showed a sincere smile, but his favorability towards her dropped again and again.
Zeng Weiya finished ordering and pushed the lunch box containing the shrimp dumplings forward: "Don't just drink porridge, you won't help but be hungry."
When Lu Wuchuan came back, he had a coat and a water glass with freshly brewed coffee in his hand.
I had just finished the porridge, and my stomach was still full. I only took a few sips before covering the cup and placing it on my desk.
"Army, whatever you need me to do, just follow the instructions."
"Just record the data."
In fact, there is nothing I can do to help, I just want her to be by my side.
In the legalization room, Lu Wuchuan and Zeng Weiya were doing tests, and Duan Mo was responsible for taking notes. The conversation was limited to work-related matters, and the atmosphere was considered harmonious.
There are not many test items today, but some data cannot be released immediately. The specimens need to be cultured, and it will take at least a few hours or longer to get the results.
Just after twelve o'clock, Lu Wuchuan was about to take Duan Mo out of the forensic identification center, and said goodbye to Zeng Weiya politely and distantly: "Forensic Doctor Zeng, you have worked hard, go to bed early."
"Is there a place for Xiao Mo to rest? Do you want to squeeze in with me?" Zeng Weiya asked with a slight smile.
"No need, let's go home." Lu Wuchuan put his coat on Duanmo's shoulders, "It's getting cold, so I don't know how to put on some extra clothes."
With a gentle attitude and a soft tone, this kind of Lu Wuchuan was what Zeng Weiya wanted but had never seen before. Her smile condensed on the corners of her lips and she silently locked the door of the transformation room.
Although autumn had already entered the night in Liancheng in September, the temperature was not too low. Duanmo was wearing an eight-quarter-sleeved T-shirt, so it was not too cold. If it was normal, she would definitely refuse.
After listening to Zeng Weiya's words tonight, instead of taking off her coat, she folded her clothes, smiled sweetly and said thank you.
The little girl was so well-behaved that Lu Wuchuan swayed slightly and rubbed the top of her hair with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his eyes filled with love.
Zeng Weiya only felt it was dazzling, so she said, "I'll leave first," and walked straight to the office on the other side of the corridor.
After leaving the small building of the Forensic Identification Center, Duan Mo loosened his hands from his clothes: "Liant Lu, did I act like you just now?"
Seeing the little girl's "Come on, praise me" expression, Lu Wuchuan was stunned for two seconds before he reacted. His face suddenly sank, and he ignored her and walked directly to the parking lot.
Yan Yishuai called him half an hour ago. He had watched all the surveillance videos and Bao Sheng had almost done the trace detection. As for the contents of the computer, there was no rush and the few people could go home.
Those who don’t want to go home find a place to rest. There is no one in the office, so they don’t have to go back.
Duan Mo, who had been dumped, didn't understand why, so he took a few steps to catch up: "You don't regret it, do you?"
"What do I regret?" Lu Wuchuan kept walking and pressed the car's remote control lock from a distance.
"I regret saying I didn't like her before." Men are like pigs, and they always go back on their word.
It wasn't until he got into the car that Lu Wuchuan turned his head and said seriously: "Let me tell you Duanmo, I have never liked her before, and I will never like her in the future!"
"Okay, I'm the one talking too much, I apologize. Can you go now? Boss!" It was so late at night that Duan Mo didn't want to be baptized by the unknown fire.
The two of them were not on the same channel at all, and now was not the time to talk about these things. Lu Wuchuan took a deep breath, turned on the ignition and started the car.
…
At eight o'clock in the morning, the people from the special case team gathered around the conference table.
Lu Wuchuan was the first to speak: "There are still several data in the autopsy report that have not been released, but judging from the current situation, it can be determined that Di Xu definitely did not commit suicide. I have reported the results to Bureau Xie. Bureau Xie means that Di Xu did not commit suicide after all.
As a public figure, this case will definitely receive media attention during the investigation process, so you must be extra careful in your words and deeds."
No one here is surprised by this cause of death. Unless there is a huge stimulus, an adult will not commit suicide without warning.
Di Xu only encountered a small difficulty in the preparation of his new film, but it is not insurmountable. It is impossible to commit suicide because of this, let alone choose an extreme method of death such as slitting his wrists.
"Let me talk about the autopsy first." Lu Wuchuan turned on the projector, and a wrist with a deep wound appeared on the screen: "This wound is a fatal wound, which is consistent with the knife in the bedroom. It can be judged from the shape of the wound
, this was not cut by Di Xu himself, but someone held his hand and cut the arteries from the inside to the outside, and then from the outside to the inside."
The scene switched to the deceased's back: "There were very shallow scratches on the deceased's back, but there were no other obvious injuries. But one thing worth noting is that the deceased had had a relationship with someone before his death. After cleaning up, the other person was not found.
remnants of."
"Damn! This is really a death under peonies. It's so cool to be a ghost!" Lu Dongming cursed.