Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 121 The two rushed to the scene of the crime
If that was the case, it would make sense, she wondered why Lu Zhixing was so careless tonight, Liu Yi casually made Lu Zhixing, who doesn't drink much, drink several cans of beer.

In the end, if Meng Yao hadn't cleverly lied to them that there was no alcohol in the house, these two childish men would probably die of drunkenness tonight.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Meng Yao reached out and pulled Lu Zhixing out by the corner of his clothes.

Until getting into the car and putting on the seat belt as the co-pilot, Lu Zhixing was particularly cooperative during the whole process, and obediently let Meng Yao manipulate him until she sat in the driver's seat.

"What I said tonight is true, I hope you will think about it."

After drinking, Lu Zhixing's voice was soft, and he tilted his head to look at Meng Yao with rippling water in his eyes, which was very milky.

Meng Yao was stunned by his appearance, and in the end she almost choked on her saliva before recovering from a cough.

While patting his chest to appease his beating heart, he muttered, "I'll go, I can bear this, thanks to sister's amazing self-control and a little bit of conscience."

That's right, he looks like a grandma, so cute!

Meng Yao was only focused on comforting herself, but she didn't see the upturned corners of Lu Zhixing's mouth when he turned his head away, just like a fox who stole a chicken.

After a while, Meng Yao drove the car out of the underground parking lot. Not long after she drove onto the highway, her cell phone rang.

When the phone was connected, Zhang Dongxu's voice came over.

"Forensic Meng, there was a series of car accidents at the junction of Guining District and Andong District. A deceased person appeared at the scene. After the family members arrived at the scene, they felt that it was not a simple traffic accident and requested that it be handled as a criminal case."

What he said was the meaning of the family of the deceased, Meng Yao didn't care about these things, she flashed left and Meng Yao was going to turn around at the intersection.

"Find someone to send the survey box over there, I'm already in the car."

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at Lu Zhixing who had closed her eyes, thought for a while, and then spoke.

"Mr. Lu, you heard it too. I have to go out to the scene of an emergency, so I can only wrong you to come with me."

Glancing at him, seeing that he didn't say much, "Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence."

An hour later, the traffic flow slowly became crowded, and the speed became slower and slower as it went forward, and finally had to stop.

Looking at the densely packed private cars outside the car, Meng Yao visually checked the distance, and found that he was about 200 meters away from the scene of the crime, and the cars couldn't get in at all.

After thinking about it, she opened the door and got out of the car. She kept looking at the situation ahead on the road when her cell phone rang again.

As soon as the call was connected, Yuan Shuai's anxious voice rang out, "Girl, where have you been?"

Meng Yao looked at the crowded driveway, "I'm here, the car is stuck behind."

"It's here, Xiao Song just arrived with your survey box, so come quickly with the box!"

Yuan Shuai glanced at the situation in front of him, and said anxiously, "The situation at the scene is a bit rough, and the family members are too excited, so you should hurry up!"

After hanging up the phone, Meng Yao looked at Lu Zhixing who had gotten off the car at some point, "It's just right, you just stay in the car when you wake up, if the car can't pass, I'll go and have a look first."

At this moment, the phone rang again, and Xiao Song called her.

The two talked a few words to confirm the location, and Meng Yao got into the car and took out her work card from her bag and held it in her hand. Seeing Xiao Song running over with a suitcase, she hurriedly told Lu Zhixing a few words.

　The second pk starts, and it will be on the shelves from six to six today. The cuties pray that Erran can still survive with [-] codewords per day (storage on the shelf + daily update volume)!
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　　Save the manuscript, why do you force me, I am so difficult (¨)
　　
　
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