My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 155

Under Wen Changlang's psychological tug-of-war, White Cat was finally defeated.

Wen Changlang frowned after listening to the white cat tell what it had seen and heard that day.

A woman in a white dress visited the scene once after Wang Yuanyuan's death. She wore black wrist flowers on her wrists as if they were alive. They wrapped them around her heart to cover the rotten wound and created a new wound. , in order to cover up the real time of Wang Yuanyuan's death.

"Have you seen that person clearly?"

The white cat shook his head:

"No, I don't dare to get too close, but I smell the smell of disinfectant on her body, which is very strong. Because I often stay in the hospital next to the school, I am familiar with this smell."

The smell of disinfectant?

After sending away the wandering soul in the white cat, Wen Changlang sat alone on the lawn thinking hard, smelling of disinfectant?Could the murderer be a doctor, or a nurse?

While thinking about it, Wen Changlang came out of the school over the wall, and just turned around but met a pair of eyes. Wen Changlang was frightened by the same pair of eyes again and sat on the ground.

"Youth?! You are waiting here on purpose to scare me, right?"

Qing Suisui frowned and looked at the man in front of him, and asked with some displeasure:

"who are you?"

Wen Changlang was choked: "..."

I am your uncle!

Wen Changlang complained frantically in his heart, but his face had calmed down. He looked around and asked:

"What are you doing here!"

"I do not know you!"

After Qing Suisui finished speaking impatiently, he crossed the Wen corridor and left.

Wen Changlang's eyes widened. Are you sure this is the young man who wants to befriend him?

It looked like he really didn't know him.

As soon as the wind blew, a faint smell of disinfectant floated into Wen Changlang's nose. His body stiffened instantly, and he stared at Qing Suisui's back. Perhaps, this was just a coincidence?

Hope it is.

Back at the residence, Wen Changlang ran to the kitchen and filled a large bowl of water to quench his thirst.

When he returned to the living room, he saw that Shang Yanzhou had also returned. These days, he sometimes slept directly in the police station. The person who used to pay attention to his image now has stubble.

He must have been under a lot of pressure in the latest case, two lives were lost, and if the murderer is not found, there may be more in the future.

The atmosphere between the two was still so stiff, when Wen Changlang walked away from him, he took his own initiative to grab his arm.

"Let's talk about the case."

Yeah, the case is what matters now.

After Wen Changlang compared the information he found these days with Shang Yanzhou's, Shang Yanzhou had a doubt:

"The heart of a 16-year-old semi-yin body girl? Is there any special function?"

"Of course it's useless to you ordinary people, but it's a huge nourishing thing for those underground things."

After a pause, Wen Changlang told him the news he had inquired about today. After a moment of hesitation, Wen Changlang said:

"Do you... know why Qing Suisui smells like disinfectant?"

Shang Yanzhou replied: "It should be because I often stay with Xi Jin. Xi Jin's work clothes have this smell all year round."

After finishing speaking, Shang Yanzhou suddenly understood the meaning of Wen Changlang's question, and he felt a little ridiculous:

"How could this matter have anything to do with Qing Suisui?"

"I didn't say that I had something to do with her. It might just be a coincidence. I just asked, why are you so excited?"