Forensic without kites

Chapter 315

Thick black hair slid down her shoulders, and Wukite turned the paper to the other side.

It turned out to be a simple job application resume.

In the upper left corner of the A4 paper, the girl's smile has faded due to time, and it is difficult to see her appearance clearly, but the pure beauty that once existed can be vaguely captured from the outline.

There is no doubt that this is a sweet-looking young girl full of aura.

His head was lowered, and his eyes moved from the girl's blurred smile to under the form, and there was a gold medal recommendation from a well-known tutor in University A——

The student is good at speaking with her body. The pure and soft dance she dances is a mixture of special art forms and special ethereal temperament. This is rare on the stage in the future and will attract much attention.

Clenching her fingers tightly, Wuyuan's eyelashes trembled, and a storm suddenly gathered in Shiba's deep eyes, she raised her head suddenly, and the paper in her hand was crumpled into a ball and thrown to a corner of the desk.

He kicked the leg of the table, and the teacup made a crisp sound when it hit the Hetian jade inkstone.

She fled from the study.

Running all the way into the living room, bumped into the legs and feet of the sofa, the pain spread from the toes, and the whole person squatted on the carpet with his head resting in the socket of his legs.Only then did she realize that her ten fingertips were trembling slightly due to convulsions.

QHD High People's Court
Gu Jingnian sat down just after presenting the autopsy report of the QHD giant explosion case, and the phone in his pocket vibrated silently.

He raised his eyebrows and took it out to have a look——

It was the criminal policeman he arranged beside Wuyuan.

Swipe open the screen and pick it up.

"Captain! It's not good, the lady drove back to BJ alone! No matter what I can't stop it!" The policeman said anxiously.

"What's going on!" Gu Jingnian's face was gloomy, his slender white fingers tapped on the smooth tabletop, and his tone was quite strict.

"I...we don't know what's wrong...Miss doesn't look very happy...and doesn't talk to anyone..." The policeman was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"I see." After hanging up the phone, Gu Jingnian leaned over and whispered to the attorney next to him, then picked up his bag and wanted to leave.

"Jingnian!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Han Ruoyong, who was wearing a dark yellow prison uniform, stood up from the defendant's platform regardless of the solemnity of the court.

"..." The man had already decided not to pay any attention to her, and walked fast.

"Jing Nian! Jing Nian! Jing Nian..." The man's stalwart and tall body gradually receded, and the great fear gushing out of her heart was still mixed with bitterness of heartbreak.She knew that this time, she would never have the chance to see him again, and even if his hands were bound and rushed to the execution ground in the future, he would never come again.

Heart like a knife.

"Jing Nian! Jing Nian! Please... Please..." She no longer cared about the restraints on her wrists, and broke through the fence of the dock, trying to catch up with his pace.

However, before rushing out, the bailiffs on both sides pressed her shoulders blankly and stared at her on the chair below.Can't move.

However, she was still not reconciled, struggling, crying, and in the haze of tears, there was only the silent back of him resolutely leaving.

At that moment, she understood the cruelty of a man's back.

I also know, in this life.Her lifeline was firmly held by a man named Gu Jingnian.It seems that in the process of receiving and releasing, fate has already laid the groundwork.

"Bailiff police! Call an ambulance!" The judge stood up in panic, watching the defendant suddenly convulse, and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, unconscious.

For a while, the courtroom was in chaos.

Han Ruohong fell into the arms of the bailiff.

The head fell backwards, and the vomited snow-white foam flowed back along the nose and into the thick forehead hair. In a trance, she saw the gavel placed on the table in the middle of the court - one side of the gavel had been damaged due to long-term collision. Grind smooth and shiny.

She thought: "The poison given to her by the organization is really fast, the central nervous system is paralyzed, and she died suddenly."

And that gavel shining in the light was the last scene of her life, without Gu Jingnian, without the desolate and filthy love she imagined.

Only the gavel.

(End of this chapter)