Ye Qinghao pouted immediately, "What's the big deal about eating your bread? So stingy!"
With these words, he walked out.
An Lan: ...
Is the focus really on the bread?
The point is that the bread was bitten by her!!
An Lan twitched the corner of her mouth, lowered her head, and continued examining the body.
One hour later.
An Lan received an assignment to investigate a murder scene.
When she arrived there, Ye Qinghao was already on the mountain.
Last night, there was a heavy rain in Capital City. The washed-out corpse was very pale, and it was unclear how long it had been dead.
An Lan frowned, put on white gloves, and walked in.
At this moment, the sun was blazing, and she didn't take any protective measures. Sweat rolled down her forehead as she surveyed the scene.
Seeing this, Ye Qinghao picked up a bottle of mineral water from nearby, opened it, and walked over to hand it to her.
An Lan opened her mouth, and Ye Qinghao poured the water into her mouth.
