My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Aren't you interested in solving the case?" Song Yuhang tilted his head to fasten his seat belt, and Lin Wei opened the car door and sat up.

She has beautiful eyes, and when she curls her lips and smiles, she is a little bit cynical when she lifts her eyebrows.

"But I'm interested in Team Song, I'll go wherever you go~"

Song Yuhang set off in gear and obviously didn't take her joke to heart: "Oh, I thought Forensic Doctor Lin was only interested in money and men."

Lin Nian shook his head, but he was born of a wealthy family but occasionally revealed the romantic atmosphere in the streets and alleys.

"Neither, nor, I admire all beautiful things, regardless of whether they are male or female"

The car was not far out, just as the morning rush hour was stuck at the crossroads, Lin Fan held his head to count the traffic lights, and subconsciously said: "Turn left and take the Great Wall Road. There is a trail that can go directly to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School."

Song Yuhang glanced at her and said silently: "That road was sealed up when the street was renovated last year."

"Oh, isn't it?" She changed her posture to make herself lean more comfortable, and closed her eyes slightly.

Because of this, he missed Song Yuhang's sharp eyes.

Just after studying in the morning, the campus was full of vitality. It was midsummer. The sun cast dappled light and shadows from the gaps between camphor trees. Teenagers in blue and white school uniforms walked side by side, or stood in the corridors to recite words, or in twos and threes. The slapstick ran past them.

"Hey, what do you have for lunch? A Yunnan rice noodle shop just opened at the school gate. Would you like to try it?"

"Okay, okay, I want spicy!"

"I said that just after breakfast, you are thinking about lunch."

"Oh, isn't it the same as someone looking forward to get out of class as soon as the bell rings in class?"

"Wow, dare to say me, stop for me!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

A cool wind rushed past her, she was hit on the shoulder, and she was in a daze when she heard someone yelling "Lin Wei" in her ear.

She turned her head abruptly, thinking that she could see the person who missed the night, but she saw Song Yuhang standing at the end of the corridor, wearing an ordinary white shirt, with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing her white wrists. The black suit trousers were straight and the sun was falling. In her body, the chiseled.

"Here"

The slightly intimate "Lin Wei" seemed to be just an illusion of her trance.

Lin Nian calmed down and raised his heels.

"Hello, policeman" Song Yuhang showed his police officer ID: "I want to find out what kind of person Ding Xue is."

They were received by the senior third-grade director, a middle-aged man with a shabby hair. He sighed when he heard the name and took them to sit down on the sofa.

"The person is very good. Although young, she is still the backbone of our No. 1 middle school. If we don't have this kind of thing for another two years, the teaching team leader will be hers, and the future is boundless."

"What is your usual personality? Are there any conflicts with the students' parents and colleagues?"

"Contradictions?" He froze for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "If you want to talk about contradictions, there is no contradiction between which teacher and students, and parents of students. Most of them are because they hate iron and steel or have different educational concepts. All of these can be understood. But it would be too..."

Lin Wei "haha" sneered twice: "I've seen a dozen or so knives in the street for a dollar. The knife hit the point. I just sew the body for a long time."

"This…"

The grade director was choked. It was obvious that the Xiucai met the soldier and couldn't explain why.

Song Yuhang ignored her and continued to ask: "On the night of the incident, at 8 or 9 o'clock on Friday night, the husband of the deceased said that the deceased received a call from the school, saying that several children were fighting. I need her to deal with it. Is the situation true?"

The senior director took reading glasses and flipped through his mobile phones, and then handed them over: "It's true, it's true, I made the call."

Song Yuhang wrote down the call time on the paper: nine ten ten, a total of about thirty seconds.

"Excuse me, please tell us more about the situation that day"

"Okay, okay" the man sat on the sofa and took a sip of tea, slowly remembering.

"You lie! Don't talk nonsense! Teacher Ding is not that kind of person!" The thin boy was dressed in dirty school uniform, his hair was short cut, clenched his fist and got up from the ground with a punch and hit the speaker. Past.

There were many people on the other side. After he succeeded in the sneak attack, he was overturned to the ground quickly, and a group of people punched and kicked him.

The boy covered his head with his hands, gritted his teeth and said nothing, until a sharp shout came from the end of the corridor.

"What are you doing?! Stop it!"

The crowd laughed like birds and beasts scattered, Ding Xue ran over and helped up the boy who fell on the ground.

"Is it okay, they beat you again? Didn't you just call the parents last time? I'm going to find—"

"Teacher Ding" the boy stopped her, his eyes were pitch-black in the dark, and there was faint water, he wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips and smiled barely.

"It's okay, I will trouble you to take a trip at this late hour."

"No trouble, you child, as your head teacher, you should protect you." The woman said, digging out the tissue from her pocket and handing it over, trying to help him up.

The young man refused her contact with some restraint, took the paper towel over by himself, clutched but did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.

"What's wrong, Xiao Zhou?"

He raised his head as if made up his mind: "You treated me very well for three years in high school. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to go to school. I still don't know where to work. You said that we are friends. Friends, can you tell me, you—"

Before he could say anything, footsteps came from behind, and the grade director and the vice principal appeared in the corridor together.

"Teacher Ding, are you okay?"

Ding Xue turned her head and helped the boy up from the ground: "It's okay, that group of children, they beat others again, and I have to ask the parents to come to school for a good talk tomorrow."

The boy silently shut his mouth when he saw someone coming.

"Thank you, teacher, then... then I will go back to the dormitory to rest"

"Okay, I'll send you off" Ding Xue offered to see that he was still limping a little while walking.

"Teacher Ding, what's the matter with you?" The vice principal asked her aloud when she saw that her face was not so good, her forehead was slightly sweaty, and her neckline was wet.

"If you feel unwell, you can arrange to take a rest."

These words were out of the boss's concern for his colleagues, but somehow, Ding Xue's gaze dodged.

"It's okay, it rained a bit when I came over, I still got wet with an umbrella."

She was holding a folding umbrella in one hand, and after speaking, she coughed a few times while covering her lips. It really looked like she was cold.

The grade director came back to his senses and put the teacup on the table: "This is the last time I saw her."

"I…"

"I…"

The two people spoke in unison, and Lin Tired paused: "You said"

Song Yuhang connected: "Can we meet that child?"

"Oh, okay, okay, no problem, I'll make a call." He seemed to be taken aback, and got up to go to the window to call.

I hung up the phone and walked over, but frowned slightly: "The substitute teacher said he didn't come to school today and asked for leave."

Song Yuhang immediately asked for his home address, the grade director went to look through the gaps in the roster, and Lin Fan walked outside to breathe.

When I was in school, I didn't want to smoke, but now I have no scruples. She took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and slapped it on, and slapped it to turn on the lighter.

The students all turned sideways, Lin Fan even spit out the smoke ring, raised his brows, and cast a wink.

The courageous student came up and opened his mouth to take a mouthful of smoke: "Sister, give me a mouthful too."

She glanced lightly at her eyes, there was a gold chain hung on the greasy powder noodles, and the school uniform was not zippered, so she was not a good student at first glance.

Most importantly, the chain is pure gold.

Lin Nian curled his lips slightly, took the cigarette down and gave it to his mouth, and the boy grabbed it wittily.

"Interesting, which class is your brother?"

The smoke is good, and it smells like a woman’s lips and teeth. The boy took two puffs at once: "Grade 36, sister, leave a contact information."

She glanced at the soft badge on his school uniform, her expression was a little gossip: "Class 16, I heard that the female teacher who died recently is..."

As soon as he said this, the boy froze for a moment with his cigarette, and took a sip: "That's our class teacher."

"It's a pity, I read in the newspaper that she is an expert in teaching." Lin Fan took the conversation naturally and smashed his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the boy snorted: "What a pity, it's not..."

When he said this, he seemed to realize that it was wrong, and he stopped abruptly, and looked up and down Lin Fan suspiciously.

"No, closed management during class, who are you and how did you get in?"

This kid is quite alert, Lin tired of smiling like a flower, deliberately flirting with his eyes, his teeth tickled with hatred in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the boy slapped his thigh suddenly: "Oh, I see! You are a reporter! Recently many people came to our school for interviews."

"Cough..." Lin Fan choked with his saliva: "Yes, I'm a reporter."

She nodded like garlic: "So you know what gossip about your teacher, who she usually has friends with, who has the colleague who has had conflicts, and which student has a particularly bad or good relationship with? , And the marriage relationship, etc. can tell me"

Her lie lasted for less than a minute. The class bell rang, and the boy took a couple of puffs of cigarettes and pressed it on the railing, turned and ran to the classroom, while running back and blowing a kiss.

"Thank you beautiful sister for the smoke, see you next time"

"Hey-classmate" Lin Wei stomped, shit, it's really not the right time for the bell to ring in class.

Before she finished her words, she saw that the boy almost hit the person at the door of the classroom, and hurriedly stabilized his figure and bowed: "Hello, Mrs. Li"

Lin Wei looked over. The person called "Mr. Li" wore a black suit and uniform skirt, and at a glance, he put on a pair of rimless glasses, like a stereotyped teacher image in a film and television drama.

Song Yuhang pushed the door out of the office: "Go, reporter from Lin University"

"..."

Lin Fan raised her **** secretly at her back.