Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 230
"Sister Meng, your lord has a lot of knowledge. Don't be as knowledgeable as I am. I'm stupid and can't speak. If there is a sentence that offends you, tell me and I will clean it up for you."

After Zhang Dongxu finished speaking, he patted his chest, with an awe-inspiring look of uprightness for you.

Of course, if you ignore his roving eyeballs, his words will be much more sincere.

Ignoring him, Meng Yao continued to write the report, as if he didn't hear what was going on outside the window.

The two sat like this, and Meng Yao didn't put down his pen until Zhang Dongxu was about to fall asleep.

As soon as he raised his head, what caught his eyes was Zhang Dongxu's sleepy rolling eyes, and he smacked his mouth from time to time.

Twitching the corners of his mouth suspiciously, Meng Yao picked up the phone on the table and glanced at it, and sent back a few messages to Lu Zhixing by the way.

Just after everything was ready, Meng Yao impatiently tapped the pen on the table in front of him, instantly waking him up.

"What's the matter, I'm off work, let's go for a walk and eat."

While talking, Zhang Dongxu stood up and left, almost tripping over the stool under his buttocks.

"so close!"

Zhang Dongxu, who was frightened away instantly after dozing off, saw Meng Yao packing up his things as soon as he came back to his senses.

Thinking of the reason why he came, Zhang Dongxu patted his face to make himself more awake, and then followed Meng Yao who got up with a little tail.

"Meng Forensic Doctor, can I ask you a question?" His voice was too soft.

Turning her head and giving him a blank look, Meng Yao took off her white coat and hung it on the hanger, her gaze casually swept over him.

"Get out of the way, don't get in the way, I have to go home and wash off the smell of this body."

Well, this sentence was on point, and Zhang Dongxu's face suddenly became bitter again.

"Just tell me.

How to wash to get rid of this smell?

I threw away all the clothes I was wearing before, but my hair and hands still had that smell. "

The clothes can be thrown away, but the hair and hands are not easy to throw away, and the key point is not to throw them away!
In the end, Meng Yao finished packing his things, thinking about going home and resting early, so he kindly told him the way, and by the way, he forfeited his breakfast for another week.

After hearing that the method was so simple, Zhang Dongxu was so angry that he almost died on the spot when he looked at the back of Meng Yao who left gracefully, and what he had just promised.

"I also take care of the food and work, I'm so miserable!"

No matter how upset he was, he obediently went to the medical examination department for Meng Yao in the end, and sent over some things taken out of her autopsy.

Meng Yao walked out of the office and walked to the parking lot, where the motorcycle she drove out this morning for reasons not to ride with Lu Zhixing was parked there.

He loosened his hair, put his backpack on his back, put on his helmet, and with a roar, the locomotive drew a dazzling light and drove out of the police station.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the evening when Meng Yao came out of the bathroom, and just as she closed a dress, the doorbell rang.

Looking at the time, she opened the door with a smile on her lips.

Outside the door, Lu Zhixing was standing outside wearing a white cotton linen shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants.

Seeing Meng Yao open the door, he sized her up, then naturally raised his hand to cut her hair, "The time is just right, let's go eat!"

"Okay!" Nodding, Meng Yao went back to the living room to get the phone, then turned back and followed Lu Zhixing back to his house.

(End of this chapter)