After exercising for a long time, I got home, changed my clothes and lie down and fell asleep, but I slept soundly.

Another day, Kyrole was a little abnormal, how to say it, a little nervous.

When I went to the tea room, a colleague happened to take the milk and helped Kelol add some milk to the coffee. She smiled and thanked her in front of the person. As soon as the person left, he turned around and poured it into the dishwasher again.

One cup.

He comforted: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Xining looked at him with a strange look and took a box of unopened milk from the refrigerator: "I just don't like drinking the remaining milk."

It was the last point, and my colleague also thought not to waste it, so he just gave it to her.

Xining opened a liter of milk and poured it into the coffee cup: "If it is not fresh, you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach."

Carac was relieved. Some of the agent's feelings were originally more sensitive than ordinary people. This was a professional need, so there was a live evidence collection. It was very sensitive to dust powder. Tableware and cups were often washed and washed, wiped and wiped.

I always felt that there was something on it. But when I arrived at the scene, a hair, a fiber, and even fingerprints that others had to use a special lamp and a magnifying glass to see could not escape his eyes.

When they went to the archives room, the two of them walked side by side, chatting casually.

"How much did you read Mrs. Rossi's book?" Carac felt that it was a pleasant thing to talk about work for the first time.

"I didn't have time to watch it, so I watched the movie room and killed people." Xining recalled: "It's all nonsense."

Reasoning seems clever, but in fact it is full of mistakes. Therefore, agents generally do not read such books and movies unless the author is an industry insider or he is a hidden criminal.

I don’t think that if the case is solved, it will take so many agents and supporting forensics and on-site evidence collection teams. A team collects evidence one millimeter and one millimeter on the spot, and the fingerprints found may be only half, which is vague, but those film and television works

It seems that the evidence is placed there, and the fingerprint will always be the whole.

But this is good, it's really too detailed, so I'll give the criminals a prompt.

Karak smiled, what did Xining capture: "Did you see?"

"Um."

“How many have you seen?”

"Yeah." Carac felt a little embarrassed: "I've seen it all."

"Really?" She raised an eyebrow. After receiving a positive answer, she couldn't help but laugh.

It's so amazing. I read all the more than a dozen books. Carac really put his heart into this case.

Suddenly, a passing person, who didn't know whether he had a cold or some irritation from his nose, stood there, his mouth grew up, and his eyes closed, as if he was about to sneeze...

Xining pulled over Karak, pressed him in front of her, and turned his back to the man, using himself as a protective wall.

"Ah snee~" After a sneeze came out, the man looked at the two men and women in front of him in surprise, but the gender seemed to be exchanged for a while. The woman from the Federal Bureau was indeed fierce. She touched her nose and hurriedly

I left without seeing anything on the floor.

After confirming that he was fine, Xining took back his hand that was holding the wall and stroked the broken hair on his forehead very casually: "It's okay, continue!"

Carac...

Now Carac became a little more careful and found that on this day, Kyrore always kept others out and contacted him as little as possible. What is he doing?

After thinking for a while, I finally figured it out. People say that love is selfish. Could it be that this is a manifestation of love?

...Mo Ming couldn't bear to see it anymore. Love is not like this. This is called control frenzy and sick.

Even if you are misunderstood, you have to persist. Xining has considered it. In the previous plot, Karak jumped off the bridge, and it is very likely that like her, he doesn't know what he is doing.

If people lose their mind and judgment ability, the medicine is the most likely. If you don’t know how to prescribe medicine, then strictly prevent all the possibilities of prescribe medicine. It is the easiest to prescribe medicine among what you eat, so it is not poured by yourself.

No one who leaves your sight will be drunk.

It is not impossible to use sneezing to spray drugs onto the other party. Since the enemy is in the dark, then be careful and see what kind of fun the other party can make.

It's time to get off work again, and it's still normal for Carac to see no negative emotions. It's just that after a day of futility, I'm just a little tired than in the morning.

"Do you exercise today?" he asked on his own initiative.

"No, I'm a little tired." It's not possible today. I have to go back early and eliminate all possibilities.

"Okay." Karak seemed to have come to the nature: "Why would I go to the supermarket to buy something now and I'll cook it for you to eat in the evening?"

Well? He can cook, and he is a great man.

I have been eating takeaway for several days. These "improved" and different dishes are not delicious at all. To be honest, they are not delicious at all. Eating hamburgers and pizza will not only make you feel full, but also make you lose weight. My sister's mouth is tricky.

Now, what I want to eat most is white rice and braised pork that is so soft.

No, but it doesn't work! Now Karak should try to reduce the range of activities, it's best to have two points and one line. If you weren't alone, you would be afraid that Karak wouldn't be able to control it, so you would want to ask for leave today and watch him at home. So the supermarket

Absolutely not to go!

Swallowed: "That's too troublesome, let's forget it today, let's go." If I hadn't maintained my true nature of not knowing housework, my sister would burn it myself every day.

After being rejected, Carac was a little surprised, but he respected her wishes and picked up his mobile phone to order takeout.

If you don’t want to eat sushi, it’s expensive, and the variety is single. If you have to pay for one sushi, you can make a large pot with a bun of seaweed. If you don’t want to eat junk food, then you will only have Chinese food.

She was crying while eating sweet and sour rice strips with tomato sauce. She was so fed up with these modified Chinese foods.

Men eat faster, and this is also hard to eat, so she eats slowly. She spends all the money and wants to fill her stomach whenever she says.

After finishing the fish-flavored shredded pork rice in his hand, Karak threw the empty lunch box into the trash can next to him, and waited for her to go home together after she finished eating.

I picked up a flat package on my desk, looked through it, and picked up the utility knife next to me to open the packaging.

"What is it?" she asked curiously.

"Mrs. Rossi's new book." Carac cut the box and took out the book from the inside. The book was new, with a layer of transparent plastic film on the outside, which needed to be tear open and opened: "It's her last book,

It's a lasting work."

Carac tear the film: "The publisher promised me that he would send me one after publishing. Do you want to read it?"

"Not interested." She continued to do her meal.

Carac flipped around casually, and a strange smell spread in the air.

"What's the taste?" Carac frowned. The new book had an ink smell, but the book was too scented. He threw it on the table with a little disgust and read it when the book tasted lighter.

Xining finally finished eating and threw the remaining one-third of the lunch box into the trash can. If this continues, there is no need to lose weight.

"Let's go!" Carac stood up, put on the holster and the blazer.

I have a good figure and my clothes look pleasing to the eye.
Chapter completed!