Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

Looking at the time, it was almost half past six in the afternoon.

He sat up and waited for a few seconds before getting out of bed.

In the living room, the little guy was lying on the sofa playing, while his father was at the dining table fiddling with the food brought by the bodyguards, so he naturally noticed the figure here:

"woke up?"

As far as sleeping, I didn't sleep for long.

More than two hours.

But it's better than no sleep!

"Um!"

The children have come down from the sofa:

"Mom, mom~" ran towards his mother.

He picked up his son and hugged him in his arms. He was very tired and twisted a few times before putting him down:

"Hey, mom, go wash your face."

"Well, good mother, porridge is waiting for you."

"OK."

. . . . . .

During the meal, we still discussed the case of the past two days.

"Fu Jiyan, do you know that the shooting at the auction house also involved the same shooting and killing?"

Um?

"two?"

"Yes, moreover, the two victims still know each other. They have both stayed abroad. According to the information we have, one of them was a member of the YD organization when he was abroad."

YD again?

The man obviously frowned immediately.

During this period of time, is YD appearing too frequently?

After recovering, he said:

"Has the murderer been caught?"

The woman shook her head while biting the ribs:

"No, it's obviously the work of foreign professional killers. This is no longer under the jurisdiction of our city bureau. G'an has already taken over."

The man didn't say anything more:

"Are you still working overtime tonight?"

"No, you can go again tomorrow morning."

You can sleep well tonight.

Hope, don't call the police.

After the meal, Su Zhixiao cleaned up the dishes on the table, the brat, of course he knows how to play all day long and can't stop for a moment.

And the man has been answering the phone for a long time.

Until Su Zhixiao came out after washing the dishes, someone's phone call didn't end. Listen, it seemed to be about Hexing.

But the man didn't leave immediately, thinking about it, the problem wasn't too big.

I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and then of course, I took the time to apply a mask.

Leaning on the sofa, the kid who was playing well alone, crawled over curiously from the sofa, and looked at his fucking face several times:

"Mom, what are you doing?" asked.

puff~

"Oh, mom is applying a mask, so the skin will be better."

Tell this to a little radish, it's no wonder he understands.

Out of curiosity, he stretched out his little paw to touch it, then withdrew his hand and pursed his mouth:

"It's so sticky."

Now I know I hate it, but no one let you touch it before.

Purely self-inflicted.

However, in the end it is biological.

"Go wash your hands."

The kid slid off the sofa all of a sudden, ran into the kitchen, stepped on the small stool, and turned on the faucet.

The water splashed on the two chubby paws, but it didn't feel sticky anymore.

At this moment, the baby's father had finished the phone call, and sat down beside his wife like a dog's skin plaster.

Su Zhixiao half-opened his eyes and looked:

"Is something wrong?" asked.

The man shook his head:

"It's not a big problem, it's just that there is a problem with a male artist in the company, and Zhou Huan has already gone to solve it."

"Who is it?"

Just out of curiosity, mainly because I'm a little bored right now.

"Jing Yunhe."

"Ah, I know him. He is one of the leading actors in "Zhao Hua Ling". He is quite handsome and has two dimples when he smiles?"

I didn't notice that someone beside me had sharper eyes at this moment.

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