Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

He has read all the relevant evidence several times, and Yan Qizhen is sure that there is no diary in it.

"The murderer took it away!"

"The murderer took it away!"

Ling Wuwen and Yan Qizhen looked at each other and said in unison.

Yan Qizhen paused, since the diary was taken away by the murderer, then...

Looking at Yan Qizhen who was in deep thought, Ling Wuying hesitated for a moment, and asked him: "Uncle policeman, have you had breakfast? I haven't had breakfast yet, please eat it!"

Yan Qizhen shook his head: "No, let's go." He was about to close the door.

Rejected again, Ling Wuyi curled her lips.

Following Yan Qizhen and walking out, standing at the door, she turned her head to look at the blood in the room.

What a coincidence, if it wasn't for a problem with the monitor monitoring the world, Ling Wuyi could have directly asked Xia Lun to help find the murderer!

Now, if she really wants to help Yan Qizhen, she can only rely on herself.

But... Yan Qizhen doesn't necessarily want her help.

Yan Qizhen closed the door and pulled the cordon, before preparing to leave.

"Uncle policeman, wait!" Ling Wuyue, who opened the door of her house, stopped Yan Qizhen who had just pressed the elevator.

Yan Qizhen turned his head to look at her: "What?"

"Uncle policeman, don't you want to know how I have your mobile phone number?"

Yan Qizhen turned sideways to face Ling Wuwen: "Let's talk."

Ling Wuyi grinned brightly: "You come to my house for breakfast and I'll tell you..."

Before the words finished, Yan Qizhen turned around and concentrated on waiting for the elevator.

Ling Wuyi curled her lips and said, "Okay, let me tell you, it's that kid Chen Ken, and he told me as soon as I asked. I also said something to Chen Ken, you will definitely want to know."

"Ding~"

The elevator door opened, Yan Qizhen stepped in directly, and then closed the door...

Ling Wuyi leaned against the door frame with her arms folded and raised her eyebrows: "Hmph~ Don't worry if you don't want to know~"

Turning around, humming a song back in a good mood, closing the door——

She went to the kitchen to eat the breakfast she had made a long time ago. She only made one serving. If Yan Qizhen wanted to eat, she would make another one.

However, she expected that Yan Qizhen would definitely not come to have breakfast, although after the hour just now, Ling Wuyi's performance made Yan Qizhen increase her favorability to forty points.

But for people like Yan Qizhen, even if they have 70 or 80 favorability points, they probably don't like to get too close to others.

Ling Wuyi always pestered Yan Qizhen verbally, but physically, she still wisely kept a distance from him.

Maybe that's why Yan Qizhen tolerated her.

After breakfast, Ling Wuwen started her daily work——

Seven days later, after ten o'clock at night, Ling Wuyi, who was about to go to bed, suddenly received a call from Yan Qizhen.

Ling Wuyi was indeed a little surprised, after all, for the past week, it was Ling Wuwen who shamelessly sent messages to Yan Qizhen every day.

Yan Qizhen basically replied to Ling Wuyue only after ten messages, and it took a long time to reply.

Not daring to make Yan Qizhen wait too long, Ling Wuyi quickly picked up the phone: "Uncle policeman, the sun is coming out from the west, and you actually called me."

As for the title of Uncle Policeman, Yan Qizhen said that he can accept it very calmly.

It’s impossible not to accept it, every message sent by Ling Wujin must have the word “police uncle” in it!

Can he not get used to the police uncle who sends nearly ten messages a day and is called more than ten times?

If one day Ling Wuyi doesn't call him the police uncle, Yan Qizhen will probably feel that something is wrong!

After a pause, Yan Qizhen turned the ballpoint pen in his hand: "According to the chat records of the deceased's network communication device, we have locked down a suspect."

"However, after interrogation and interrogation, the suspect has alibi and sufficient proof that he has never seen the deceased."

So, the clue is broken again!

Yan Qizhen closed his eyes fiercely. For more than a week, he gathered various evidences in various meetings every day.

Yan Qizhen, who has always been very confident, was trapped for more than a week when he encountered the serial murder case of "Red Wedding Dress"!

What a disgrace!

Ling Wuyi could clearly sense the distress and anger in Yan Qizhen's tone, but she didn't understand the specifics of the case.

The proposal given at the beginning made Yan Qizhen busy for a while, and she was quite guilty.

For the first time, I didn't talk to Yan Qizhen in a hippie smiling tone: "Sorry, I made you work for nothing."

Yan Qizhen wanted to speak, but a sharp pain came from his brain.

The mobile phone fell to the ground, and he rolled from the sofa to the carpet.

"Hello? Uncle Policeman? What's wrong with you? Uncle Policeman?! Uncle Policeman?! Yan Qi Town!!!"

Except for Yan Qizhen's muffled hum at the beginning, Yan Qizhen's voice could no longer be heard.

Ling Wuwen opened the location search device and searched for the location of Yan Qi Town. After noting down the address and the specific location, Ling Wuwen quickly changed her clothes and went out without even tying up her hair.

He called a taxi and rushed to the location of Yan Qi Town as fast as possible.

Twenty minutes later, Ling Wuwen arrived at the floor where Yan Qizhen was located, and eagerly rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, Yan Qizhen came to open the door.

He held the doorknob with one hand, and the shoe cabinet in the entrance with the other.

Yan Qizhen, who was pale and sweating profusely when he saw Ling Wuwen, couldn't express his surprise at all.

At this time, Ling Wuyi didn't care that Yan Qizhen didn't like other people's physical contact with him, so she hurried in to support him and walked inside.

"What's wrong with you? Is it a headache?"

Yan Qizhen pursed his lips. Although he took the medicine, the pain was still so painful that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Ling Wuyi helped Yan Qizhen back to lie down on the sofa, looked around, and walked towards the kitchen.

While walking, while opening the platform mall, she directly searched for painkillers.

Several kinds of painkillers came out, only one called (headache gone) was more suitable.

Nine points after the discount, if you buy twelve at a time, you can get eight points for one.

Thinking that Xi Ziqiu's bodies would cause headaches, Ling Wuyi simply bought twelve.

I poured half a glass of warm water in the kitchen and put the white pills into the glass.

The pills melted in water, and smelled it, but it didn't smell much.

Ling Wuyi returned to the living room with the water glass in her arms, half-embracing Yan Qizhen, and brought the water glass close to his mouth.

"Drink some water, it will be much better after drinking."

Ling Wuwen's voice was extraordinarily gentle, and to Yan Qizhen at this moment, it seemed to have an inexplicable attraction.

He opened his mouth obediently, and slowly drank all the water in the glass.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but after drinking the water, Yan Qizhen really felt that his headache was relieved a lot.