Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 339 Women's Accessories

Those are two oil paintings. The content in the paintings seems to be the same series as the two downstairs ones, but even a person like her who doesn't understand art can tell that they are two different painting styles. If there is no accident, it should be From the hands of two people.

These two paintings were also not signed, but seeing Meng Hang's appearance, the person who painted these two paintings must be very important to him, or someone who made him emotionally broken.

Meng Hang hugged the picture frame tightly, his whole body exuded a strong atmosphere of sadness and decadence, the lights in the room were incandescent, but his surroundings seemed to fall into a boundless dark abyss, making Ye Fan look at him, he felt like It's like something is blocked, and it's a bit stuffy and uncomfortable.

"Woooo..." A sudden and extremely suppressed whine came from Meng Hang's mouth with his head down, like a cub licking its wounds alone, so confused and painful.

Meng Hang's emotions completely collapsed, but he didn't cry loudly, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, he just let out a low cry that was more poignant than crying bitterly, and strings of tears rolled down his face, drop by drop. It was dripped on the oil painting. Fortunately, this oil painting has been carefully mounted, and there is a layer of glass protective film on the screen.

Ye Fan watched and listened silently by the side, his eyes were slightly red, as if touched.

Looking at Meng Hang like this, she hoped that her conjecture would not come true, but she would not easily overthrow her suspicion because of this.

Meng Hang is really suspicious.

Half an hour later, Meng Hang hugged the picture frame and fell asleep. After venting, he finally fell asleep exhausted, and fell into a deep sleep all at once, as if someone who had suffered from insomnia for many days could finally fall asleep. so-so.

Hearing his snoring, Ye Fan turned and left, and went out the door. She came to the door of the bedroom, hesitated for a moment, and walked in directly through the wall.

Ye Fan covered his nose with a disgusting sour smell, and looked at the messy bedroom in front of him in surprise.

The clothes on the bed were thrown around randomly, as if they had been worn, a few pieces were also thrown on the ground, and several wine bottles were rolling around. Some beer liquid flowed to the ground, and the sour smell was formed because of these.

The bedroom is very big, the layout and the decorations on the wall are similar to the style of the living room, but it is more warm and comfortable. It can be seen that Meng Hang is actually a person who knows how to enjoy and loves cleanliness.

It's just that now it's like a drunkard's kennel. From the wine bottles and dirty clothes on the floor, as well as the sour smell, it can be seen that he must have been hiding in the room to drink these days, just because they came tonight , that's why he cleaned himself up.

There is also a cloakroom in the bedroom. Ye Fan still enters through the wall. The cloakroom is very large. There are a row of suits, shirts and casual clothes neatly hung in it. The style is simple and the color is monotonous, but it looks like a famous brand at first glance. All the documents can be worth a few months' salary as the head of the tax department.

After looking through the entire cloakroom, Ye Fan found clothes in a wardrobe in the corner that were obviously different in style from those that were placed in a conspicuous place.

These clothes are of different colors. In a word, they are trendy. They are the styles that the young rich second generation like him would wear in my impression, just like the clothes worn by Dai Xiongzhao. Of course, the tastes are still different.

Meng Hang's taste is obviously much higher than that of Dai Xiongzhao.

In the lower grid of this closet, Ye Fan also found that there are a few incompatible women's accessories among the neatly arranged men's accessories, such as the things inside the brooch. It doesn't mean that he has transvestism and likes to wear women's accessories.

There are traces of women living together in Meng Hang's villa, but they have been cleaned up artificially just like the two paintings downstairs, and these accessories may have slipped through the net, and they may have some significance, so they are reluctant to throw them away.

Ye Fan looked at the apparently empty wardrobe, thoughtful.

The style of these accessories is elegant and fresh, very similar to... the style of clothes worn by Cai Qianqian.

Ye Fan turned around again and found no other women's supplies, but he had a better understanding of Meng Hang's character.

how to say!

He is a very contradictory person.

In the end, Ye Fan roughly turned the whole villa inside and out, passing from one room to another, either jumping up from the ceiling or drilling down from the floor.

Fortunately, Zhu Shengyang wasn't here, otherwise she might not be able to hide the fact that she broke someone's vest.

Dai Xiongzhao squatted on the ground, as long as Ye Fan went in, he squatted here for as long as possible. At first he was frightened, then excited and curious, and now he was bored counting ants.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes, scaring him to sit on the ground, staring at Ye Fan who had 'transformed' back with wide-eyed horror.

"Scared, scared me to death." Dai Xiongzhao patted his chest suddenly, then stood up excitedly and shouted: "Ye Fan, you... ouch."

As soon as his butt left the ground, he fell back screaming, and then his whole face wrinkled like a dried chrysanthemum.

"what happened?"

"My legs are numb." After squatting for too long, his legs were so numb that they didn't feel like his own, and it hurt like needle pricks when he moved.

Ye Fan was speechless, he wouldn't know how long she would go in, how long would he squat here?Can't stand up or sit down?

Receiving Ye Fan's gaze on him as if he was mentally retarded, Dai Xiongzhao's cheeks flushed, and he said with a straight neck: "I was just thinking about life here, and I forgot."

Caring for the mentally handicapped is everyone's responsibility.

Ye Fan raised his eyes, looked at the night with a deep expression, and waited for the blood in his legs to flow before he said: "Have you finished thinking about life?"

Dai Xiongzhao moved his legs, the pinprick-like numbness has been relieved a lot, he quickly got up from the ground, jumped up and down a few times, and then pretended to be serious, and muttered: "After thinking about it, I feel that my life ...Hey, Master Goddess, wait for me, you haven't said whether Brother Meng is also entangled by that thing?"

"No, everything around him is clean."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to this mental retardation, turned around and walked towards the garage.

The garage of the villa is quite large, and there are several cars in it, including sports cars, commercial vehicles, off-road vehicles, and a low-key BMW.

Ye Fan's eyes paused on the blue Porsche sports car, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark light flashed across.

Dai Xiongzhao opened the driver's door, and before he got in, the door was held down by a hand, and he looked at the owner of that hand suspiciously.

Ye Fan raised his chin towards the passenger seat and said, "You sit in the passenger seat, and I'll drive."

"Oh, good." Dai Xiongzhao had no doubts at all, and turned to the passenger seat very quickly. In his opinion, Ye Fan is omnipotent. She can easily do such a pediatric thing as driving, and he even imagined it. Then she can drive his sports car like an airplane.

So he not only gave up the driver's seat happily, but also watched Ye Fan's operation fiercely like a tiger with great excitement.

　One more~~~~

　　Thank you very much for the reward from 'Clownfish', ok~~~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)