Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Yes, the three of them first broke into my house illegally, and then drugged me."

medicine?

"What medicine?" Luo Yifan's voice turned cold several degrees instantly.

The most unacceptable thing is these people who prescribe drugs, it's too bad!

Just imagine, if there is a person around you who likes to secretly drug people, will you continue to make friends with him after you know it?

Needless to say, definitely stay away.

However, in the police station, this kind of thing is really uncommon.

Moreover, ninety-five percent of those injured were women, and only five percent were men.

Every time I look at the various results of those young girls being drugged, I feel very worried.

So, regardless of gender, it's really annoying!

The old lady was very guilty, but her aura was still menacing:

"We heard from your nanny that you don't sleep well and often suffer from insomnia, so we brought you sleep-promoting medicine from your hometown. It's really a good thing for a good person!"

nice guy?

Dreaming?

If you really want to be so good, don't you have to thank you?

Who is Luo Yifan?

The captain of the dignified criminal police team, how can he not see the old lady's bluff?

"What kind of medicine? Tell me first!"

"That's right, it helps you sleep!"

"What about the medicine?"

"Gone."

So, you only take the dose of medicine once you co-operate?

What about cheating ghosts?

Rejoicing flashed across the faces of the old lady's family, probably thinking that the medicine is gone, and you can't find it even if you want to.

It's a pity that the current technological medical methods are still underestimated.

It's not that you just disappeared without a trace.

Luo Yifan looked at Su Zhixiao:

"It just so happens that Officer Su is here, so please trouble Officer Su."

Su Zhixiao nodded, turned around, and went to the forensic office next door.

When I came back, I already had a disposable syringe and a sterile instrument in my hand.

Even, there is no need to send it to the hospital, just send it directly to the trace inspection office, and the result will be available soon.

Su Zhixiao sat on the chair and looked at Jing Yunhe:

"Mr. Jing, draw some blood."

Jing Yunhe pulled off his pickle-like shirt before coming over and sitting down:

"Trouble sister."

At first I didn't know who this female police officer in plain clothes was, but if I didn't know now, I would be a fool.

After all, Zhou Huan had shouted it himself.

"Relax, don't be nervous." Su Zhixiao said in a very gentle voice.

A certain master who had been keeping silent all this time frowned, and when he looked at the 'employee' under his hands, he was full of coldness, as if the knife didn't want money.

Jing Yunhe's scalp became numb.

Su Zhixiao was tying a rubber band on Jing Yunhe's wrist, and he could instantly tell whether he was tense or relaxed. He raised his head, glanced at someone, and there were three words in his eyes, "Calm down." '

After being scolded by his wife, he didn't act like a demon anymore.

Su Zhixiao acted very quickly, faster than the nurses in the hospital who specialize in drawing blood, ruthless and accurate.

Jing Yunhe didn't feel any pain, the needle had already penetrated.

The old lady and the old man were shocked:

"What is this for?" asked.

The small mountain village where Jing Yunhe was born is very remote. It is the first of the ten poorest counties in the country. People in the village usually go to the barefoot doctor in the village to get some medicine for minor ailments. Of course, these are minor.

If it is serious, wait for death.

Those who dared to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment could not be found in the whole village.

So, a family who has never been to a hospital once in their life, how can they know the effect of blood drawing?

Captain Luo was not stingy, and explained:

"This is drawing blood. Everything he has eaten can be tested."