My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

In order not to cause trouble to Ji Jingxing, Song Yuhang moved back to her home. Before Xiaowei recovered, Song Mu stayed there to take care of her. In this way, she lived by herself, and it was much safer for them.

As soon as Song Yuhangfu entered the door, her eyes were stung by the photo frame next to the portrait of her father and brother. She put down the thing and walked over and picked it up as if she wanted to break it. In his arms, rubbed her cold face with her cheek.

After a long time, she put the photo frame upright and burned three sticks of incense to the smiling woman.

The bracelet placed in front of the incense case attracted her attention. Isn't this the mother's one?

Song Yuhang picked it up and rubbed it, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and then slowly put it back.

During the three days waiting for the notice, she had not been idle either, cleaned up the room, and arranged the bedroom into a dark room similar to the pavilion of Lin Wei's villa.

The single bed was pushed to the innermost, and a wall was vacated to nail a whiteboard for writing. The curtains were bought with thick blackout cloth, which was convenient for cleaning the photos in a dark and non-light environment, and also made her feel safe.

Except for the necessary desks, chairs and wardrobes, the bedroom almost vacated her, leaving only a few dolls that Lin Wei had embraced on the bed.

She sat in such a dark environment for a whole day. When she was hungry, she ordered takeout or instant noodles. She had no appetite most of the time, and the lunch box was left motionless on the ground.

When I was hospitalized, the few kilograms of meat that I finally gained weight quickly fell back, and the whole person was thinner with naked eyes.

Song Yuhang added a note to the whiteboard when she thought of anything. She sorted out her thoughts for three days, and after three days, the timeline on the whiteboard was clearly visible.

The initial axis of this series of cases was the 1994 "Fenyang Wharf Broken Body Case".

Victim: Chen Chunan.

Related person: Lin Wei.

Murderer: Unknown.

This "unknown" had a certain ability to commit crimes at the time, and Lin Fan also said that corpse division is not killing chickens, and requires certain physical stamina and skilled skills.

If "he" is a perverted murderer, the police have never received a similar report for 14 years.

Song Yuhang stared at the picture without a head and fell into deep thought.

What prevented him from killing?

A perverted murderer will never easily give up the method of killing people to "make fun".

Unless he has a compelling reason to get married and have children? Studies? jobs? No time to care?

After all, living in this world, eating is the problem that everyone needs to solve, and murderers are no exception.

Song Yuhang held a pen in his hand and put his head on the whiteboard.

So why would this person kill a high school student with a simple social relationship and no grudges?

On a whim or...

Be silenced.

Hairs stood on her back.

Song Yuhang squeezed the pen. This is the most reasonable explanation she can think of at the moment, and it can also explain the various resistances she and Lin Wei encountered when investigating the case.

Some people don't want this case to come to light.

Let's talk about falling into the sea.

The murderer obviously had to get the USB flash drive but wanted to kill him, and "he" just trapped Lin Wei, "he" knew she would drive that car, so there was only one goal from beginning to end.

That is to make her die.

Song Yuhang has been investigating the case for so many years, and the number of people who have offended her in secret are countless, and there are countless people who want her to die, but very few people can count people's mental calculations.

Lin Fan is not an imprudent person. "He" can secretly move the car in the dealership under Lin Fan's name, indicating that "he" at least knows Lin Fan.

She was able to accurately abduct Mother Song, Xiaowei, and Ji Jingxing. Ji Jingxing was abducted while talking to her and had violent contact. On the day of the accident, Mother Song and Xiaowei were visiting the temple fair, crowded with people. Their family knows the law, and they have instilled the idea of ​​"Don’t go with strangers" to their children since they were young, so Xiaowei will not easily go with people they don’t know, and if the other party does something, a child’s crying and making a fuss will inevitably be caused. Attention of others.

According to Fang Xin, witnesses saw a man holding Xiao Wei in his arms, and Xiao Wei was holding a candied haws in his hand.

So, this person Xiaowei knows!

Lin Wei knows too.

Maybe... She knows it too.

Song Yuhang hesitated, but wrote a few names on the whiteboard and circled them with red pen.

When she finished writing, the phone rang in the room. During her break, there was almost no call on the phone, so there was always a hint of excitement when she heard the ringing.

By the time she found the phone under the bed, the other party had already hung up.

Song Yuhang opened it and saw that it was the number of the Municipal Bureau. He was a little bit lost, and then called back. The other party told her to go to the bureau to pack her things, and the notice of job transfer had come down.

"Okay, I see." Song Yuhang hung up the phone, smiled self-deprecatingly, got up and picked up the key to go out.

When she arrived in the bureau, she went to the office to get the red-headed document. She hadn't read it herself, and the news of her demotion and transfer had already spread like wildfire.

Duan Cheng: "Song team, human trafficker **** it, I think you are doing the right thing, it's me and I want to kick him hard, don't be sad, Feng Ju also said that the job transfer is only temporary, maybe at the grassroots level. I stayed for a while and I came back."

Fang Xin also wanted to speak: "Team Song..."

Song Yuhang put his hands on the door frame and turned around with a smile: "I'm fine, let's go out first. Let me clean up my things by myself."

A few people wanted to say something but stopped, but they still retired honestly.

Fang Xin pinched him as he walked: "It's all to blame for you, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted."

The office was small and there was nothing to clean up. She only took away a few books on criminal investigation, a pen, two notebooks, and a laptop.

She looked around, as if she could still see the pretty forensic doctor pushing the person down on the sofa, straddling her on top of her, and stretching out her hand to loosen her tie.

"Then Officer Song said, should I tie my hands, cover my mouth, or blindfold?"

Song Yuhang's eyes were hot, but what he wanted to take away most was his memories.

She turned around with the cardboard box and went out, and had to go to the technical investigation office.

Lin Fan's table was cleaner than she thought, and the photo frame of the ID on the table was polished brightly.

Seeing her coming, Duan Cheng put down his hand and ran over.

"Team Song, we wipe Lin's table every day, just thinking about—"

It would be nice if she could come back.

Song Yuhang's lips curled, and his smile was a bit bitter: "Thank you."

"No need, everyone, colleagues, let's help you clean up together." Fang Xin said, eyes red.

Zheng Chengrui also looked up at her from the computer.

"Be busy, I'll do it myself."

Song Yuhang declined their kindness.

What else Duan Cheng wanted to say, Fang Xin took the people to the laboratory.

The huge technical investigation office suddenly became very quiet, and even the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped.

Everyone tacitly gave her the space to cherish the memory of Lin Wei alone.

Song Yuhang packed up the messy books on her desk and put them in the cardboard box. He didn't even let go of the handy note on the computer. There was her handwriting on it.

Lin Yan always reminded himself of small things.

"Don't forget to put sugar in the coffee, it will be bitter."

"Go for a drink after get off work."

"There is a new hot pot restaurant in the city center. I will go to eat tomorrow."

...

And some gossip.

"On the first day at work, I met a neurotic woman."

"What if the boss is an old cadre?"

"Song Yuhang is a big fool, hum!!!"

A series of small angry expressions followed.

Song Yuhang could not remember what caused her to be angry, but looking at this line of words, she seemed to be able to see her frowning, angry and arrogantly stamping her feet. He couldn't help laughing with tears in his eyes, and gently put the note. Put it in the box.

The tabletop was cleaned up, and she opened her drawer again. The contents of the drawer were much more fragmented than she thought.

There were a few medicine bottles, she felt like a knife when she saw it, picked it up and put it in the box.

There are also some small hairpins, head flowers, leather straps, coffee bags, facial masks...

These tiny and human-filled things made her tears almost instantly.

Song Yuhang picked them up one by one, not even letting go of the pins in the gaps in the drawer.

Pulling the drawer to the end, a brocade box rolled down. She picked it up and opened it to see that it was the medal she gave to Lin Fan, but Lin Fan dismissed it.

It was well preserved, and there was no dust and bumps.

She stroked the golden national emblem on it, tears rolled down, wiped off the back of her hand, sucked her nose and put it in the carton.

Finally, the photo frame on her desk was upside down on the top.

Song Yuhang walked out holding the cardboard box.

The others in the technical investigation stood up.

"Team Song."

"Team Song."

"Team Song."

...

She looked back, Duan Cheng raised her hand to the temple, and everyone else followed suit.

She turned around, stood at attention, holding the cardboard box in one hand, and said goodbye to them in the same way.

Duan Cheng's eyes were slightly hot: "Team Song, if you don't work together in the future, you can eat hot pot together, right?"

Fang Xin: "That's right, if it weren't for the Song team to teach it hand in hand, my shooting level would not have improved so quickly."

Zheng Chengrui: "Team Song, please tell me if you need help in the future."

other people.

"Team Song, anyway, they are all in Jiangcheng. We will gather together when we have time in the future, but don't forget us."

Song Yuhang smiled: "Why, thank you."

"Also, please feel free to come and make an appointment with me, we... are friends."

In any case, she would never forget the days of fighting and fighting with the technical investigators and living and dying with Lin Wei.

Song Yuhang went out holding the cardboard box, but never expected to meet him in the corridor.

Zhao Junfeng should have come to the city bureau to guide his work. A large group of people surrounded him, including men and women, and Feng Jianguo followed.

A group of people walked past her, Zhao Junfeng stopped.

Song Yuhang nodded slightly to say hello, but unexpectedly he spoke suddenly.

"Let's eat and rest. We will have a meeting in the large conference room at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Zhao Junfeng ordered that the others scattered like birds and beasts.

Feng Jianguo glanced at Song Yuhang.

"Zhao Ting..."

Zhao Junfeng patted him on the shoulder: "I know, she did this thing herself wrong, don't blame you, go ahead."

Since he said so, Feng Jianguo could only leave temporarily.

There were too many people on the other side, and Song Yuhang couldn't compete with the leader, so he had to wait for everyone to finish before moving on.

Zhao Junfeng stopped the person: "Why, now I don't say hello to the master?"

Song Yuhang turned around: "It is not convenient to salute with something in your hand. You are wearing a police uniform and you are in the city bureau. I should call you the director."

"Director." Thinking about these two words, Zhao Junfeng's cloudy eyes felt a little melancholy.

"Fine, I know everything about you. This is the internal affairs of your Jiangcheng City Bureau. I can't get involved. Don't worry, when the limelight is over, I will find another excuse to transfer you back."

Song Yuhang lowered his head, staring at his leather shoe upper that was polished so brightly that he could illuminate a person's appearance.

"No, it's not that I haven't stayed at the grassroots level."

She turned to leave, Zhao Junfeng said again.

"I also know about Lin Fei, you..." When he mentioned Lin Fei that day in the provincial capital, he said a lot of provocative things. He probably didn't expect that she would really be gone one day.

"Sorry."

Sorrow is also mourning, everyone wants her to mourn.

But no one came to tell her how this grief is going to be?

Song Yuhang twitched the corners of his lips: "The murderer doesn't fall for a day.

Zhao Junfeng was startled, she has gradually gone away.

Recalling her last ironic smile and the icy light under her eyes, the old man gradually tightened his lips, his expression indefensible.

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After being sent through the customs by kind villagers, the woman walked northward all the way, and was knocked out by someone squatting nearby when she left the train station.

Pei Jinhong didn't resist, and she couldn't resist with this body now, and she simply resigned to her fate.

I woke up in a wooden house with birds and insects singing outside the door. It should be in the suburbs.

Pei Jinhong turned over to make herself more comfortable.

Not long after she lay down, the door creaked slightly, and someone walked in.

She heard several voices arguing.

"People, you have to bring me back to Burma."

"Why, this is our brother Wang's woman."

"I think it's better to kill it on the spot, who knows if there is any refuge in the paper."

...

The first person to speak stood with his back to her. He was a tall man, wearing a camouflage shirt and combat boots, and his accent did not sound like a mainlander.

The second is a man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks.

Pei Jinhong squinted slightly, and his message quickly came to mind.

According to reliable information, Liu Zhi, Wang Qiang's number one thug, had a little unclear meaning to Pei Jinhong.

This person is available.

She quickly made a judgment in her heart.

The third speaker, she squinted her eyes and looked at his face, and found that his name was not included in the known information.

Pei Jinhong's heart trembled.

I heard that the tone of the voice clearly knew her, but she didn't know the other person, so it might be exposed.

She has to come up with a solution quickly.

Before her calculations were too long, the door rang again.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang."

Several people greeted him.

The man in camouflage also took a step back.

Wang Qiang let out a "um", and his subordinates handed over the cigar and struck the match.

He took it and took a few sniffs.

"How about, are you awake?"

This was a questioning, but the camouflage man strode over and dragged her hair for a few meters, and threw the person to the ground.

"Brother Wang asks you something."

Now Pei Jinhong has to wake up without waking up.

She woke up at first turn, her eyes were red, and she wanted to cry. She rushed over and hugged Wang Qiang's legs, her lips were trembling, and she looked at the camouflage man.

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, save me! Someone wants to kill me!"

Her avoidance like a snake and scorpion made people on Wang Qiang's side suspicious.

Suddenly filled with righteous indignation, Liu Zhi drew his gun from his waist and loaded the bullet.

"Who?! Who wants to kill the sister-in-law, I am the first to not agree!"

Seeing that the people on their side took the lead, the men of the camouflage men were unwilling to show weakness and took out their weapons one after another and pointed at each other.

The smell of gunpowder in the air is on the verge.

Pei Jinhong sobbed, watching the camouflage man's face turn blue and white.

"Boss Wang is going to turn our faces with us for a woman, right?"

Wang Qiang played with the lighter up and down and gently lifted her jaw.

Pei Jinhong's face is still bruised, the corners of her eyes are red, and the beauty mole on her brow is more and more vivid.

She seemed to be thin again, and tears filled her eyes.

I don't know why, Wang Qiang always looks weird when looking at this face.

He lightly scratched the beauty mole with his nails, and rubbed it back and forth, as if confirming something.

Intelligence shows that not many people have seen Pei Jinhong's true face. Every time she appears in front of her subordinates, she wears a veil hat, and the black veil covers most of her face.

That's why she had the opportunity to fake it, but Wang Qiang was different. Wang Qiang was a person who had a close relationship with her.

She doesn't believe that Pei Jinhong goes to bed and wears a veil.

This is the moment when life is hanging by a thread, and it is also the moment when you put your life to death.

It depends on how she convinces Wang Qiang that she is "Pei Jinhong". Similarly, as long as Wang Qiang's trust is gained, other people are not a problem.

The woman met his gaze without avoiding it, her eyes were big and beautiful, full of sorrow.

She was like a flower gradually blooming in his palm.

Pei Jinhong burst into tears: "Brother Wang, I followed you at the age of seventeen. At that time, you said that you will give me a good life in the future and let me live a good life... I believe it, no matter what you ask me to do, I am willing. I am. I don’t want you to be caught in the middle. I was attacked before I got off the boat when I came back from northern Myanmar. I don’t know who wanted to kill me..."

As she spoke, she couldn't stop her eyes from glancing behind her.

"It may be black and black, or it may be the police. It is impossible to say, but if it is the police, who has leaked the wind..."

"Who can't wait for my life so eagerly?"

Pei Jinhong landed softly and softly.

Wang Qiang's body shook suddenly.

She had wiped away her tears, rushed at Liu Zhi's muzzle, and closed her eyes tightly.

"Brother Wang, repay your kindness in the next life!"

"Don't!" Wang Qiang still read the old feelings after all, and dragged people back.

Pei Jinhong knelt on the ground and cried.

Wang Qiang helped him up and softly persuaded him: "Okay, you can die or live at every turn. You have been with me for so long, so if you have something to say, just say it."

The woman who was crying in his arms rolled her eyes secretly, fucking, the information only says that Pei Jinhong met him when he was seventeen, but didn’t write those things he said. It’s really a blind cat and a dead mouse. Up.

Could it be...this is the essential quotation of a scumbag?

The woman nodded inwardly, it seemed to be true.

The short man next to Liu Zhi, who was the one who said he was going to kill her at the beginning, had a strange way of yin and yang.

"My sister-in-law and my eldest brother are deeply affectionate, but even so, it's hard to get rid of the suspicion of relying on the paper. We are all engaged in murder and arson business, but don't you want to just take guns, don't you think?"

The people on Wang Qiang's side looked at each other, and their eyes were a little hesitant.

Liu Zhi yelled, "I put your mother's shit, didn't it mean that once my sister-in-law told you to stay away from the people under her hands, did you hold your grudge? I tell you, Zhao Tiezhu, you **** little belly chicken intestines , Is not a man!"

There is still a lot of information in one sentence.

Pei Jinhong silently wrote down the name of that person, and also knew that he had had a feast with "she", so this would inevitably affect future actions.

She thought about it in her heart, and there was a trace of cruelty across her eyes.

If you can’t close it, you can only...

Think of a way to get rid of him.

The other party blushed, and retorted not to be outdone.

For a while, the vulgar language is endless, and in general it all revolves around the human genitalia and the eighteenth generation of the other ancestor.

And Pei Jinhong was always trembling and resigned.

Perhaps it was impatient to hear, the camouflage man made a gesture, and the subordinate brought in a box from the outside.

He met Wang Qiang's eyes, and Wang Qiang glanced at her, then let go of his arms around his waist.

Pei Jinhong felt a little in her heart.

"In this case, I heard that the'Golden Pheasant' is also a hero of female high school, a good hand in drug identification, please."

The box opened, full of blue liquid in glass bottles.

Wang Qiang looked at her without saying a word, but acquiesced.

Everyone fell silent and looked at her face hesitantly. The man brought by the camouflage man squeezed the gun in his hand and pointed the muzzle at her.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and even Liu Zhi stopped talking.

Her throat was a little dry and she swallowed.

"This……"

The camouflage man smiled and removed the row above the box to reveal the injections below.

The liquid inside is thicker and stickier than the one above, and it looks like a high-purity drug.

The camouflage man took one and stood up, walked to her, and handed it to her: "Miss Pei, or do we do it?"