Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

In the corridor, Zhou Huan asked in a low voice:

Ayan, that police officer Bai has a good relationship with his sister-in-law?

Fu Jiyan glanced coldly:

you ask me?

Who am I to ask?

How can a man know about women's affairs?

Not to mention, the relationship between these two couples is not as good as everyone imagined!

go downstairs.

When I went down to the first floor, I saw several staff of the funeral home in the small building opposite were carrying a wrapped corpse out of the small building, and the funeral home's corpse truck was parked a few steps away from the door of the small building. s position.

Unlucky! Zhou Huan muttered, frowning.

The little assistant Zheng Bingyang even lowered the corners of his mouth, obviously, he was in the same mood as Zhou Huan at the moment.

Fu Jiyan, on the other hand, didn't seem to react at all, and was very calm, as if what was lifted out was either a corpse, or an ordinary flowerpot that could no longer be ordinary.

Ah.

What's so scary about the dead?

The human heart is a ghost, and the living are much more terrifying than the dead!

Sharp-eyed saw the sign hanging on the corpse, the date on it, wasn't it yesterday?

Old Zhou, do you know whose corpse it is?

Um?

Zhou Huan took a deep breath:

How do I know that?

Fu Jiyan smiled in his eyes:

Isn't it the one that was picked up from the artificial lake in the film and television base yesterday? What are you afraid of? You didn't kill people!

Well, even though he is not a murderer, bah bah bah, it is impossible to be a murderer in this life.

Are you really afraid?

It doesn't have to be the murderer who is afraid. After all, if the murderer is afraid, will he kill?

Zheng Bingyang shrank her neck severely from behind, not daring to look at the small building opposite.

Fortunately, the two people in front did not delay, and soon they made a detour to the parking lot.

What Zhou Huan just drove was a high-end Mercedes-Benz S500L, which of course belonged to the company.

As for the expensive and frightening Bentley under the personal name of the artist, he dare not drive it around for the time being.

Khan, there are paparazzi staring everywhere, to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

However, when the three of them arrived at the car, the car had already been directly taken over by the bodyguards who had been waiting downstairs.

If it is not necessary, it is impossible to change the driver at will.

The driver who is now driving for Fu Jiyan has been working for the Fu family for nearly 20 years, and is the son of the family adopted by Mr. Fu himself from the orphanage.

Loyalty, absolutely no problem!

Usually whenever Fu Jiyan goes out, there will be two or more bodyguards behind him.

In order to be able to have enough manpower to provide support in the event of an accident.

Not only Fu Jiyan, Fu Feishen, the youngest of the Fu family, but also the children of the Fu family, the old man arranged for them.

boarding.

As soon as the car drove out of the gate of the Municipal Bureau, Zheng Bingyang, who was in the passenger seat, saw sharply on the road ahead:

Brother Yan, isn't that sister-in-law?

After the words fell, the two big men in the back seat looked over.

It's really sister-in-law! Zhou Huan murmured.

Fu Jiyan's eyes dimmed, and he shouted at the bodyguard:

parking.

The car stopped with a squeak.

Zhou Huangang was about to speak. Even though it was on the main road, there were still some passers-by, not a few.

It's just that the person in the back seat moved one step faster, the door opened, and the person got out of the car.

hiss~

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly, and took a deep breath along the way.

Headache!

Why is that so. Who can stop this master from letting go?

But I can't wait a little longer, at least, put on the hat and mask first, and do a simple disguise, right?

As for being so impatient?