My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Fang Xin stayed all night, and after getting the appraisal result, he directly found Song Yuhang.

She walked in a hurry, but locked the computer and kept it open. Someone passed by her desk and glanced inadvertently. Then she stopped and looked around at no one, turned around, knocked on the keyboard, and put a copy of the information. Copy it into your own USB flash drive.

"Team Song..." Fang Xin pinched the thin piece of paper, and stopped talking.

Song Yuhang smiled as usual, and in turn comforted her.

"It's okay, no matter what the result is, I can bear it."

"Okay." Fang Xin gritted his teeth and handed over the appraisal report.

The person who said he didn't care eagerly pulled it over, opened it quickly, and smoothed out the wrinkles of the paper.

When his gaze fell on the bottom of the appraisal opinion, he was shocked suddenly and his face was pale.

——After identification, the DNA sequence similarity between No. 1 sample and No. 2 sample is 0, and there is no genetic relationship.

"Why..." Song Yuhang gritted his teeth, shaking hands, gradually crumpled the paper, and slowly reddened his eyes.

"Team Song, don't worry." Seeing her on the verge of collapse, Fang Xin licked his lips and began to explain.

"DNA identification is only relatively accurate, not absolutely accurate. Moreover, the accuracy of the operation process when extracting materials, the temperature and humidity of the environment, and the inspection method will all have a great impact on the identification results..."

She said so much and didn't know who she was comforting, so she added one last sentence.

"You... don't be discouraged."

Song Yuhang certainly knows that DNA is not a solitary evidence, and modern criminal investigators will not convict a crime based on DNA identification results alone.

But for her at present, the result of this appraisal is iron proof, and it is her only hope for identifying Pei Jinhong's true identity.

She buried her head in the steering wheel, sniffed and waved her hand to indicate that she did not need to comfort her. After a while, she raised her head and revealed an ugly smile.

"sorry to bother you."

"No need, Team Song take care, I'll go back to work first."

Fang Xin felt uncomfortable seeing her like this, and didn't dare to wait much, leaving her alone space, pushing the car door and getting out of the car to say goodbye to her.

Song Yuhang nodded and watched her walk through the gate of the Municipal Bureau. Immediately he touched the cigarette case thrown on the console, trembling and igniting the smoke to calm his emotions, but then hit the steering wheel with another punch, tears falling.

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"Someone wants to buy my goods." The man's hoarse voice came from the receiver.

He suddenly squeezed the phone.

"Come on, is it not enough for me to keep one eye closed all these years?!"

At the end of the talk, he faintly lowered his voice and roared.

The person on the other end of the receiver laughed darkly.

"Not enough, not enough, how can you make money? This is a big deal of 200 million yuan."

Two billion.

The man who was talking to him suddenly felt a thud.

"Are you not afraid that this is a trap?"

"I can't bear the child, I can't catch the wolf." The man on the other end of the phone smiled lightly, stroked the parrot feather, and fed it a melon seed.

"Why tell me such an important matter?" He gritted his teeth.

"Naturally, I want to ask you for help."

The man snorted and wanted to hang up.

"I have nothing to do with you."

"That's not necessarily true." Kuba held up the phone for him, and the old man freed his hand to scratch the parrot's chin.

Spiritual pets follow along with their tongues: not necessarily, not necessarily, not necessarily...

The man laughed aloud: "Hehe, look, even animals know about the gratitude report."

"What are you trying to say?!" His tone became colder, already extremely impatient.

"I have a meeting in the afternoon, so I don't have time to talk with you here."

The old man grabbed a handful of melon seeds to feed the pets, his tone was calm but his sharpness was hidden.

"I'm still in a meeting. Go back. Once you retire, who else will remember you? You can see how long you have been in this position. It's better to work hard before you retire. Maybe you can climb up again."

"Don't think about it!" The voice was lowered and furious.

The old man felt dull and threw the seeds on the plate.

"Look at you. Don't take any money or credit. To be honest, I'm tired of staying in this humid and sweltering place in Southeast Asia. This time, I only need enough money for the rest of my life when I emigrate abroad. Anyone can give you a one-off knockout of the criminal gangs that run through Southeast Asia, threaten border security, deliver drugs to the country, and buy and sell people. But it's a great achievement. Think about it, old man."

He said, stroking the parrot's head affectionately, feeding it a melon seed, and watching it learn to speak: old man, old man, old man...

This sharp and weird voice spread far in the empty factory, making it creepy for no reason.

The breathing over there was suffocated, and then he hung up the phone with a "bang".

Kuba took the satellite phone away.

"Master Ding, why are you telling him, aren't you afraid that he will betray us?"

"Hey, you are all this age, what is the most important thing for people who are half of their body about to fall into the soil, do you know?"

Kuba shook his head honestly: "I don't understand."

Although he is a big man, he has a muscular body, and his brain is full of women and drugs. He can't understand these things, and he even has a headache.

Ding Ye took his stupid but faithfulness into consideration, so he was included in his command.

"My child, it's the face." With a parrot on his shoulder, Master Ding stood tremblingly on a cane, and patted him on the shoulder.

"People who have always been infinitely beautiful, climbed up and fell heavy overnight, and the gap that this brings, probably only death can make up."

Kuba supported him: "Master, I still don't understand."

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's lips.

"It's good not to understand, it's good not to understand."

If you understand, it's dangerous.

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The work at the grassroots police station was much more leisurely than she had imagined, at least compared to before.

When there are no street disputes, she will be able to get off work when she completes the patrol mission.

Song Yuhang drove the car to visit Ji's mother and Xiaowei first. She thought that Ji Jingxing had not returned at this point, but she was the one who opened the door.

"How are you..."

Why is it so early.

Ji Jingxing took the gift she bought for Xiaowei.

"Why are you buying things again, now you are paid..." Halfway through the conversation, he swallowed again.

Ji Jingxing knew that this was a major pain point for Song Yuhang, so he changed his mouth quickly.

"Don't you know, I resigned from the law firm, and I will be an independent lawyer from now on, so please take care of me."

Maybe it was because she was in a bad mood, so she deliberately said some witty things to make her happy.

Mother Song also poked her head out of the kitchen and smiled at her with hope in her eyes.

"Yu Hang just happened to be here. Mom made braised pork, so please stay for dinner later."

Song Yuhang couldn't bear to go against his mother's will, so he had to agree.

"it is good."

Xiaowei heard movement in the living room, so he poked his head out of the bedroom and called "Auntie".

Song Yuhang was overjoyed, and when she was about to walk quickly to hug her, she slid back and locked the door.

Ji Jingxing smiled: "I can call people, much better than before. Take your time and don't force her."

Presumably, she resigned to become an independent lawyer in order to take care of her children better.

Song Yuhang sighed with emotion: "Sister-in-law has worked hard."

Soon, the food was on the table.

With warm yellow lights in the room, home-cooked dishes with four dishes and one soup are filled with heat, and the family sits together and enjoys themselves.

"Yu Hang, try this."

"And this, crispy octopus, I just bought it from the market this morning, but it's fresh."

...

Song Yuhang stayed with his chopsticks, staring at the pile of rice bowls in front of him in a daze, and muttered.

"She likes octopus, and so does the braised pork."

"Yu Hang..." Mother Song looked at her worriedly.

Song Yuhang got up suddenly, walked to the kitchen, took out an empty bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and put them next to him.

The people in the room looked at each other, watching her half of the food in the bowl to another non-existent person.

Mother Song was very distressed, put down her chopsticks, her eyes flushed.

"Yu Hang..."

Song Yuhang raised his head, held up his job, and smiled.

"Mom, it's okay, eat quickly, otherwise the dishes should be cold in a while."

Originally, she wanted to comfort her, but she was comforted by others. Mother Song was startled, not knowing what to do.

Ji Jingxing relieved her and stabbed her in the arm.

"It's okay, Mom, let's eat, Yu Hang also eat, eat more, so does Xiao Wei, try this."

Song Yuhang was holding rice in his mouth, and holding vegetables in the empty bowl next to him from time to time, his eyes were always dull.

Who called her, she would raise her head and smile at someone.

That smile is also empty and empty.

After the meal, Song Yuhang wanted to clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Song's mother.

"It's hard to come here. Go and play with Xiao Wei."

Ji Jingxing also echoed: "That's right, Xiao Wei misses aunt too, isn't it, Xiao Wei."

Xiao Wei got into her arms shyly.

When someone sat down, she touched the child's head again and said softly.

"Little Wei, go and play with building blocks in the house. Mom and aunt talk to each other."

Song Yuhang was sitting far away from her on an independent small sofa. She found out when she walked in. Song Yuhang would rub her ring from time to time.

For example now.

Ji Jingxing was a little worried. During the process of taking Xiaowei for treatment, she contacted many psychologists and taught herself to make up for it.

She could see that Song Yuhang's current state is actually very bad.

She deliberatedly said, "Yu Hang, do you want to meet new people in the past?"

Song Yuhang shook his head: "No."

"Then...go out to travel to change your mood?"

Song Yuhang smiled.

"Busy, no time."

Ji Jingxing gritted his teeth, simply and eloquently.

"Don't you think your current state is very dangerous? Is this good? I will ask a friend to show you this weekend? Listening to his advice may help you now."

Although she said very vaguely, Song Yuhang understood, his eyes moved, turned to her, and shook his head.

"No, sister-in-law, I don't want to see anyone except you."

She said, picked up her bag and got up and walked out the door.

"Mom, I'm going back first, goodbye my sister-in-law, goodbye Xiaowei."

Mother Song came out from the kitchen: "Don't play for a while?"

Before she finished her words, she closed the door with a "bang".

Mother Song and Ji Jingxing looked at each other and sighed.

"Hey, I don't know when this kind of day will be big, I knew her...I didn't stop it at the time."

Ji Jing walked over and held her hand to comfort her.

"Mom, take good care of your body. Look at me, if you can survive such a big thing, you will get better."

"You still have Xiaowei, I still have a hope, Yu Hang really has nothing left." Mother Song choked, Ji Jingxing took the person into her arms and patted her back lightly.

"It's okay, Mom, look, Yu Hang finally came here once, and you cried like this. Next time, she wouldn't dare to come."

...

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Song Yuhang went out of the house and didn't know where to go, so he drove aimlessly around the street, and unknowingly came to the door of Huange Nightclub.

The wiper brushed against the front windshield, she looked out through the mist, and there were a few familiar cars parked in front of the Huange Nightclub.

The door opened, it really was an acquaintance.

Xue Rui and the other two plainclothes policemen came to inquire about Wang Qiang's case.

Song Yuhang made a calculation and pushed the door to get out of the car.

"Xue Rui." She called him from a long distance.

Xue Rui turned around and his eyes lit up.

"Team Song, why are you here? Yo, it rains so heavily, didn't you bring your umbrella?"

He was talking and asked his colleague if he wanted to pass an umbrella to her.

Song Yuhang declined: "Passing by, are you coming to investigate the case?"

Xue Rui nodded, seemingly annoyed, and scratched his head.

"It was the one who killed and burned the corpse last time. There is no clue."

A smile appeared on the corners of Song Yuhang's lips.

"Coincidentally, I am also a little interested in this case, together?"

Xue Rui was overjoyed because he was worried that no one would give him an idea.

"Go, what are you waiting for, go in."

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"Who, please show your membership card."

"Police, investigate the case and ask your boss to come out." Xue Rui directly showed his ID.

Someone at the door had reported the movement to Pei Jinhong.

She was drinking with a client, leaning on the sofa, kneeling by her feet, a well-behaved girl thumping her leg to massage her, and the man next to her was drunk with his arms around her shoulders.

"Who, no one!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xue Rui and his party had broken in. Of course, the waiter couldn't stop it, and there was no reason to stop it.

One stop is a guilty conscience.

At a glance, Song Yuhang saw her leaning on the leather sofa, a young and beautiful girl waiting next to her, and a man holding her waist and talking about me. How dazzling you look.

Pei Jinhong is worthy of being a veteran of Sensual Place. Looking at the battle in front of him, not only did he remain motionless, he also stuffed a grape into the man's mouth.

The delicate fingertips rubbed back and forth against his lips, and the person looking straight blushed and heartbeat.

Xue Rui gave a light cough, and before he could speak, the people beside him coldly said.

"The police asked, and people waited to evade."

Lin Nianpang withdrew his hand, still wearing her black gauze hat, adding a bit of mystery and temptation.

"Oh, what a big official might, last time was to slander us for hiding drugs, what is the charge this time?"

She still vividly remembered everything that happened in Huange Nightclub last time.

Song Yuhang pressed the corners of his lips and stopped talking.

Xue Rui looked at her and had to pick it up.

"It's related to a murder case, so others should avoid it."

Liu Zhi whispered through the act of pouring wine for her.

"Sister Hong, do you want to..."

Lin Fan put his fingers on the mouth of the cup and tapped the wall lightly.

"No, do as I said, don't make any extravagance."

Liu Zhi's back obscured most of his vision, and both of them were very secretive whether they spoke or acted.

Song Yuhang frowned, "Is there anything that I can't speak uprightly?"

"Look at what you said." Lin Fei took advantage of the smooth and tight muscles of Liu Zhi's chest, and withdrew his hand before he could fully understand it.

"Whatever you say in bed, do you have to say it here with dignity?"

Everyone in the room smirked.

Song Yuhang's face turned darker.

Lin Wei sat up a little now, "Okay, let's go down, and play again another day."

The man reluctantly got up and wanted to kiss her again. Lin Fan pulled a grape from the fruit plate on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, winking like silk.

"Wait for me at night."

"Of course, my baby."

For some reason, it was raining today and the air conditioner was not turned on low, but Xue Rui shivered severely while standing next to Song Yuhang.

Everyone in the room filed out. He rubbed his nose, sat down face to face and started to work.

Song Yuhang was three steps away from him, standing in the shadow of the sofa behind him, facing Lin Fan.

Of course Lin Nang knew that she was observing herself, but since she saw Xue Rui and plainclothes, she had a bottom in her heart.

If she really suspected that she did it, at this moment, she should be sitting in the interrogation room of the city council, rather than they would take a trip in person.

Inquiry and interrogation are very different in meaning.

Perhaps Liu Zhi's hands and feet were not clean enough, but the burning of the corpse had already destroyed most of the trace evidence.

They couldn't find a breakthrough, and besides, it was alibi to prove that this kind of thing can also be forged.

After all, Lin Wei is a forensic doctor, so he can be said to be familiar with the police's inquiries, and he doesn't leak.

"I was singing at Huangju KTV that night. I went there a little bit. I didn’t come out until dawn. Don’t believe me? If you don’t believe me, just check the surveillance. Right."

Lin Fan said, smiling contemptuously.

Song Yuhang listened to the side, almost wanting to applaud her.

Xue Rui put down the pen awkwardly. Of course, he had investigated before coming. What she said was in line with the store monitoring.

He looked back at Song Yuhang.

"Team Song, is there anything else to add?"

Song Yuhang shook his head, his sharp eyes still fell on her, and his lips curled up and smiled.

"I have to say that Miss Pei is very good in both her eloquence and on-the-spot reaction ability."

Lin Nang shook the liquid in the goblet, his black dress was not worn properly, half of his shoulders were exposed, and the high heels on his feet were hanging loosely around the ankles.

The snow-white ankle has the same fatal appeal as her own.

Song Yuhang kept his eyes open, just listening to her.

"Thanks for the prizes, the prizes are here, everyone has a hard time running, do you want to taste our wine here to moisturize your throat."

She said, putting down the glass, holding up the bottom of the red wine bottle, and pouring wine into another empty glass.

The person standing behind the sofa moved.

Song Yuhang took a sip of her unfinished red wine, and the faint lipstick mark on the wall of the glass disappeared.

The smile on Lin Fan's lips gradually cooled.

Song Yuhang raised his eyes to look at her, his smile hidden sharp.

"Ms. Pei knows what smartness is, but she is mistaken by cleverness."

In her cognition, if a murder case can be done without fail, only someone who has fought with her is also the owner of another ring in her hand.

Lin Nian chuckles in his heart, his smile fades, and he lowers his eyes slightly, making a look of horror.

"I don't understand what Police Officer Song said."

Xue Rui was watching by the side, always feeling that there was a strange aura between the two people, especially the Song team was very abnormal. He actually drank the wine that the criminal suspect had drunk during working hours. Things I didn't dare to think about.

Xue Rui licked his lips and took a closer look at Pei Jinhong. The light in the box was dim. She wore a black gauze cap again, and she couldn't see her face for a while, but the exposed half of her chin always felt like she had seen it everywhere.

Before he could think about it, Song Yuhang got up.

"Let's go."

Xue Rui quickly raised their heels.

"Stop asking?"

"Don't ask."

I can't ask any questions about the south, east, and northwest. Lin Manoruo wants to shirk a case and has nothing to do with him.

Then she can do it, if it's not Lin Wei, then...

There are others behind her who are contributing to the flames.

Song Yuhang's eyes dazzled and stopped.

"Thank you for today."

Xue Rui scratched his head: "I didn't ask where it came from."

After the two said goodbye, they boarded the car and drove in different directions.