When Leng Lie heard Luo Yingying asking him to take off his clothes, his body suddenly stiffened and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
He subconsciously took a step back, his hands unconsciously clenched, as if trying hard to control his nervousness.
His heart beat involuntarily faster and his breathing became rapid, as if a fire was burning in his heart.
"What do you want?"
Luo Yingying covered her mouth and smiled secretly: "It turns out that Assistant Leng can be shy."
As she spoke, she walked towards Leng Leng with tweezers and a test tube.
"I need to take some of your skin and hair to compare with the DNA left at the scene. I'm not going to dissect you, so why are you so nervous?"
Leng Lie is actually not afraid of injections or surgery. These are all trivial matters to him.
I don't know why, but when Luo Ying comes towards me, my heart beats faster and my body tenses up.
Especially in this room where it was so quiet that even breathing could be heard clearly, and there were only the two of them, Leng Leng seemed even more nervous.
"If you don't do it, do you want me to help you take it off?"
"No, no, no, I can do it myself."
Leng Leng unbuttoned his shirt one by one and slowly took off his top.
He has a strong and upright figure, and he has an amazingly strong physique, as if every muscle is full of strength.
His shoulders were broad and solid, his arms were thick and powerful, and there was a sense of toughness between his fingers.
The well-developed muscles are even more eye-catching, especially the massive pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles, which are clearly visible like sculptures, with distinct lines, showing unparalleled charm.
Luo Yingying looked at the cold body, her brows furrowed, her pupils dilated, and she felt extremely shocked.
What shocked Luo Yingying was not the strong body, but the fact that his chest and back were covered with wounds of various sizes.
There were wounds from whipping, burns, and even knife wounds that had to be stitched up.
Luo Yingying felt a little sad. Besides being shocked, she also felt admiration for Leng Leng.
With so many wounds, it must have been very painful at the time. I really don’t know what he had been through before.
Luo Yingying didn't say anything. She was a professional forensic doctor, so she would still maintain the necessary focus and seriousness when working.
She began to measure Leng Leng's height and length with a tape measure, and then used tweezers to remove his hair and some outer skin tissue bit by bit.
She moved very gently, afraid that the slightest mistake would hurt Leng Leng.
The wounds on his body were already causing him enough pain, and she didn't want him to suffer any more pain.
When Luo Yingying leaned close to his body to measure his length, Leng Leng could clearly smell the scent of her body, which was fragrant and a little intoxicating.
"Do you usually do this when collecting live evidence from suspects?"
"Very few. Usually, those who work under me are dead."
"Oh? Then why is it that today..."
"It's because you are Lan Xiaolan's friends. I have to clear your suspicion myself, only then will I be worthy of Lanlan."
"Oh, it turns out that I got some help from Miss Lan."
In fact, even an ordinary forensic doctor intern can do simple live evidence collection.
But after the police interrogated the two of them tonight, they actually put Leng Leng as the primary suspect of the murder.
Luo Yingying felt a little angry just thinking about it, but no other suspects have been found yet. Judging from various evidences, Leng Leng is indeed the one who best meets the criteria of a murderer.
Of course, if the police saw the knife wounds on Leng Lie's body, they would probably be even more suspicious of him.
In his heart, Luo Yingying absolutely did not believe that Leng Leng had killed anyone, so he volunteered to stay and personally collect live evidence from Leng Leng.
When Leng Lie heard Luo Yingying's words, he inexplicably revealed an expression of disappointment in his heart. For a few seconds, he actually mistakenly thought that she was worried about him.
Haha, how is that possible? This was only the second time they met. If she wasn't Lan Xiaolan's best friend, if she wasn't the relationship between Mr. Ren and Miss Lan, if she wasn't Mr. Ren's assistant, she probably wouldn't bother with this matter.
There is still a long and winding distance between him and her.
Luo Yingying took out a needle, a test tube, a rubber band, and other tools: "Now I need to draw your blood. It may be a little painful. Please make a fist first."
She tied the rubber band around the veins on his arm, then took his hand and patted it gently.
She began to stroke the back of his hand carefully, pressing lightly on it with her ring finger, trying to find the exact location of his blood vessels.
Although she was wearing a mask, the beauty on her face was not blocked.
Her two dark eyebrows were furrowed in worry, and they were pressed tightly together above her eyes, like a distant mountain in an ink painting.
Her eyelashes were very long, fluttering gently like wings, setting off a pair of big watery eyes, which made Leng Leng's heart beat fast.
"Assistant Leng, don't be nervous. I'm very skilled."
Leng Leng was nervous not because of the blood draw or injection, but because the person holding his hand was Luo Yingying.
Luo Yingying's insertion was precise and quick, and he quickly collected a cold blood sample.
When she was applying the hemostatic cotton to Leng Lie, she blew gently on his hand.
"Huff, huff, huff... the pain is all gone."
Leng Leng's ears turned red instantly. Luo Yingying was actually playing the trick of a child in front of him.
"You're just drawing blood, why are you so nervous?"
"Your pulse is beating so fast, the wound will hurt a lot."
Leng Lie raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Leng Lie had suffered injuries of varying degrees since childhood, most of which were caused by his father, who loved gambling and drinking and would abuse his children whenever he lost money.
Some of them were left behind when I was a child and had fights with others outside.
Some of them became Ren Tingxi's assistants and protected him by blocking his injuries.
Wounds, big and small, bleed and heal, heal and bleed again, over and over again, day after day, year after year.
No one has ever cared about him, whether it hurts or not, he has even become numb to the feeling of pain.
But Luo Yingying took his pain to heart and even treated him like a child by soothing his wound.
Leng Leng's heart, which had been frozen for so long, seemed to be melting.
"When can I leave?"
"It will take about half an hour. Until the results come out, the police will still detain you here as a suspect."
Others would probably sigh when hearing this, but Leng Lie raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, he felt inexplicably happy when he thought about being able to stay in the same space with Luo Yingying for a few more minutes.
"Oh, by the way, Assistant Leng, I may need to take a semen sample from you..."
Leng Lie broke out in a sweat after hearing this and glanced at Luo Yingying with a cold look.
What the hell is she talking about?
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