My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Three days later.

Early in the morning, as soon as the director walked into the office, he saw that there was no one on the desk and frowned.

"Where is Song Yuhang?"

A colleague chewed on the vegetable buns and looked up from the computer: "Hey, I punched the card and said that there was something at home, so please leave for a long time."

"It's too shameful. You arrive late every day and leave early, and you ask for leave from time to time. Do you really treat us here as a tourist attraction?"

There was a snicker in the room. Song Yuhang's identity is hard to say. After all, he was once the leader of the city bureau. Maybe they just came down to experience life and will go back sooner or later.

The director's face was blue and white, and after a while he turned around and went out to make a call.

When Song Yuhang received Feng Jianguo's call, she was moving goods in the warehouse. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel, wiped her hand on her trousers before picking it up, panting slightly.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

There was a hoarse roar from the earpiece.

"Where did you die? The complaint calls are coming to me, let me go back to work!"

Song Yuhang took the phone a little further away.

He was slapped heavily on the back.

"What are you doing?! Don't work well and steal something! Be careful that you don't have any salary today!"

Song Yuhang hurriedly hung up, nodding and bowing with his mobile phone.

"Yes, yes, let's do it, let's do it."

Feng Jianguo was dumbfounded when he heard the busy tone from the receiver: I have been to the grassroots level for a few months, but I am too courageous and dare to hang up the director.

He snapped the receiver back into the landline, and there was a knock at the door.

"Ju Feng, everything is ready."

Feng Jianguo rubbed his eyebrows, and for some reason, this small episode that suddenly appeared this morning made him a little uneasy, but the arrow was on the string and he had to send it.

"Okay, follow the plan."

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The warehouse where she works now is located in the logistics park where the drugs were found last time.

It didn't take long, as Feng Jianguo expected, everything was normal, ordinary logistics vehicles were in and out, and only ordinary goods were transported. Song Yuhang saw that night as if he had just had a magnificent and curious dream.

Even the workers changed their work clothes.

In the past three days, through a labor service company, she paid a lot of money to get here as an ordinary stevedore. The daily salary is 50 yuan, two meals are included, and the working hours are from nine in the morning to ten in the night, and one hour at noon. .

There are men and women in the workshop, most of them have a dark and rough face, calluses on their hands, and often scars from the goods.

Song Yuhang painted his face black and mixed in such a crowd, which was not abrupt.

She quickly became acquainted with the migrant workers. There was a foreman who had been here for three years. He was considered an old man here, but if he wanted to ask him what kind of goods were transported here before, he couldn’t tell him clearly and asked a lot. A little annoying for convenience.

"If you ask so much what you can do, it would be nice to be able to make money!"

Not to mention the mysterious workshop in the innermost part, which is still locked and no one has ever entered.

Song Yuhang squatted on the container, wearing a safety helmet, holding half-eaten pickled buns in his hand, watching the entire logistics park operate in an orderly manner, with vehicles coming in from the door to unload from time to time.

These cars run every two hours, and it is the last one when she gets off work at ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Yuhang looked at the shadow cast by the sun under her feet and roughly estimated the time. She rolled her eyes and saw the back door of the logistics park opened and several small cars slid in.

The guard quickly closed the door.

She stood tall and leaned down quickly.

Several people got off the car and looked around. The foreman she knew greeted him and led people into the workshop.

Song Yuhang turned over from the container with a single bone, fixed his safety helmet, and couldn't eat the steamed buns, watching the group of people pass in front of him.

A man wearing a desert camouflage vest said: "Are the goods ready?"

The foreman nodded and bowed his waist and replied: "It's all done, it's all done, I'm installing it, and I will be able to leave the library at night.

The group strutting into the workshop, the screen door fell, blocking all sight.

Song Yuhang put the steamed buns into his mouth, it seems that there must be a big movement at night.

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"Sister Hong." Liu Zhi came in and handed her a piece of paper.

When Lin Fan spread it out, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and he lit up the lighter with a pop, and it burned.

"Since you know she is a spy, why not kill her?"

Liu Zhi lit a cigarette for her by the fire, and handed it to her lips, her bright red lips pursed lightly, revealing her white teeth.

Lin Nian spit out the smoke ring: "No hurry, just after your brother Wang died, she followed him. What do you tell others to think."

"That..." Liu Zhi hesitated.

Lin Fan put out the cigarette in the ashtray within a few puffs, a look of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Find a few good players and come with me tonight."

"Yes." Liu Zhi nodded and hurried out to prepare.

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"Master, Dingye will come to meet the buyer tonight, would you like to go there too?"

Lin Ge was fascinated by the perfect ketone body in front of her. He used a scalpel to cut through her facial bones, pierced and tore off the human skin, and two eyeballs fell to the ground.

He seemed to be looking at a piece of art, holding up his skull and looking at it.

"Don't go, a bunch of old things half-length into the soil are talking about business that smells like copper, what's so good about it."

The entourage got a reply and was stopped again when he turned and left.

"By the way, have the people who killed Song Yuhang last time come back?"

The entourage shook his head: "No, it's probably not a good thing."

Lin Ge twisted his eyebrows and threw the "artwork" in his hand into the solution a little irritably, making a "sizzling" sound, and a pungent smell filled the laboratory.

"Oh shit."

The entourage hesitated for a moment, but still said.

"She is powerful and alert."

Lin Ge sneered and washed the blood on his hands.

"If you are not very alert, how can you be the captain of the criminal investigation team."

"Then our next step?"

"Wait."

Wait for a chance to kill her completely.

The entourage looked up in amazement.

He has regained his composure.

"Go down."

His emotions always seem to be so moody, sometimes calm and sometimes crazy.

The entourage looked at the **** mess, his face paled: "Yes."

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"Why go in such a hurry, wait a while." The woman got out of bed and sat up.

The man carried his pants: "I'm still going to see you later in the evening."

"What is it, so anxious?" The woman stretched her hand around his waist, her nails scratching his chest.

The man lifted her face, afflicted with the person for a while, intertwined with his teeth and said nothing.

"Important things, big people are coming, you are obedient."

Not long after, after a rustling sound, the man put on his clothes and went out, putting the gun in his back. There was no one in the alley. He walked out quickly and got into a black car. Disappeared on the road.

Almost at the same time, Liu Zhi pushed in.

"Sister Hong, they are leaving."

There was a small pistol in front of Lin Yan, and she wiped it with the flannel to blow away the dust on it.

"Let's go too, to meet the top master."

In the afternoon, the foreman nodded some people to unload the cargo, and Song Yuhang also leaned forward with a face, pulling the person to the corner and handing a pack of good cigarettes.

"Big brother, my younger brother in the family is still studying. My parents were injured at work and couldn't work. Give me a chance to earn money. You are my second-born parents."

The foreman looked at the smoke, soft China, not bad, and pretty good.

Seeing that she was a woman messing around here all day, she was so disgraced, she felt a little more sympathetic.

"Okay, you come too, work hard, your wages are indispensable."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you brother."

Song Yuhang nodded and bowed, bowing to send people away. As soon as they left, that face returned to solemnity.

She got her wish and entered the workshop, wearing a safety helmet and mask, and working with other people appointed to come in.

She found that these people are relatively long-term employees, and there are a few others who have some effort.

If she moves slowly, she will provoke a fierce stare from the other party, and then she will lash her body severely.

"What to see, work!"

The foreman rushed over and handed the beating man a cigarette: "Big brother calms down, calms down, the newcomer is ignorant."

"Can the newcomer be arranged to work inside?" The man looked at her slantingly, with a fierce air on his face.

During the conversation, the workshop door opened again, and the camouflage man who had appeared in the morning came in with two or three of his men.

The beating man slid off the container and stood up straight and bowed: "Hello, Brother Tiger."

Song Yuhang and the others buried their heads and shouted in a vague voice: "Hello, Brother Tiger."

The gaze hidden under the helmet carefully looked at his face, and Song Yuhang was startled.

I have seen his name in the newspaper: Tiger!

Southeast Asia was once a well-known drug dealer, retired special forces, and international Sanda champion.

Such a character turned out to be just another person, how deep is the water behind this?

The tiger smoked a cigar, walked over and stabbed a cardboard box with a knife at will, revealing a corner of the bottled drink inside.

He is very satisfied.

"Yes, continue to work, and everything will be loaded into the car and walk with me between seven o'clock."

Several trucks have been parked at the gate of the logistics park on standby at any time.

Everyone responded, and they immersed themselves in their work.

Song Yuhang followed the foreman: "Who is that? It looks so majestic."

The foreman turned his head and gave a "hush": "Don't die, hurry up and work."

"Good." Song Yuhang lifted a cardboard box, lifted the weight and walked out, lifted the car, and came back again. When others were not paying attention, he took a knife and cut a corner. It was really a drink. Could it be this group of people? Are you really doing a serious business?

She didn't believe in evil, so she decided to take a look at it at night.

Today, I left work early, and I finished all the work before seven o'clock. The foreman gave them the day’s wages.

Song Yuhang pinched the gross ticket in a daze.

"Well, come here today and get off work early."

"No food?" Someone protested.

The foreman scolded: "Fuck you, leave work early, and pay you back the day's wages. The ancestors have accumulated virtue and want to eat and get out!"

A group of people cursed and walked out, Song Yuhang stayed where she was, and someone hit her.

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Oh, no hurry, I'll go to the toilet and help me get it." She said, her voice was a little loud, and she seemed to be too anxious to take care of a lot. She squeezed the money to the other party, and slipped out of the team while others were not paying attention. .

"Hey, idiot?" The man held the money, happily opened the flower, looked at no one watching, put the money in his pocket, and walked out of the park quickly, leaving her alone.

Song Yuhang got his wish and slipped to the vicinity of the toilet where she usually went to. She was wearing work clothes and a safety helmet. People passing by did not care about her.

This place was not far from the back door, and Song Yuhang rubbed against the corner of the wall when he heard voices nearby.

Night has fallen, this is the best protective color.

The rolling shutter in the bungalow was half pulled, and a few tables were set at the door. A few big and thick men I saw in the afternoon sat together drinking and smoking. There were peanut beer on the table and a few bottles of drinks I had seen in the workshop.

The tiger is not here.

Song Yuhang twisted his eyebrows and saw that the men picked up the bottle, opened it excitedly, and turned around, drinking with their companions, with abnormal flushes on their faces.

She understood that it was definitely not an ordinary drink inside.

Turning back, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket, edited a text message by pressing the key, and sent it out.

"The time is up, it's time to go."

The group was overwhelmed. They raised the table and took out their weapons from the bungalow. She saw a sturdy man with a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, even carrying an AK on his shoulders.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: Damn, there is still heavy firepower.

"You go first, I'm going to pee."

"Just count the latest time your kid came back. Lazy cows and horses have a lot of urine. Go and come back!"

Someone scolded.

A man in a jacket left the line and ran to the toilet in the woods outside.

Song Yuhang took a brick in his hand and quietly followed.

Not long after, the man came back again, still wearing that dress and a peaked cap.

The man who had just spoken to him threw the cigarette away.

"Damn, I'm back, drive, don't let Brother Tiger, Dingye and the others have been waiting for a long time."

"Yes." His deliberately lowered voice sounded a little weird, and the man wanted to take a few more glances. He had climbed into the driver's seat and drove the truck honestly.

The man cursed and walked to the car in front of him and waved his hand: "Go!"

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"Master, I'm all ready." Lin Youyuan sat on the bed holding a bowl of medicine and drank a breath of calmness with a good tea.

Obviously the medicine was so bitter that he swallowed it all in one bite, and then he handed the bowl to the housekeeper.

"Let's go when you're ready."

The butler seemed to be a little worried: "Why don't I come forward, the people underneath will do a little bit..."

A smile appeared on the corners of Lin Youyuan's lips, and she looked better now.

"What you want is for the people underneath to do it. Wait, it's not time for you and me to come forward."

The housekeeper shuddered, bowed slightly and was about to leave.

"Yes."

Lin Youyuan stopped him again.

"Anything from Lin Ge?"

"Nothing happened, I haven't been out for several days." When it comes to Lin Ge, the butler is still unclear about something.

"Since the master already knows, why not..."

Is it possible to indulge him just by relying on his former affection?

Lin Youyuan is not such a softhearted person.

The old man's beard trembled, and his lips overflowed with a sigh: "I'm old, let the young man take care of them."

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A farm on the outskirts of the city.

A wooden fence surrounds an inaccessible hill.

The car lights flashed three times, someone ran out with a flashlight and opened the wooden door, and trucks filed in one by one.

Soon after the delivery car entered, several small cars drove over slowly and were stopped at the door.

As soon as the visitor took off his sunglasses, he showed an unremarkable face, and looked at the fierce-faced gun-riding gangsters around him without being shy, and he carried a black suitcase in his hand.

"Yo, that's how you entertain guests?"

"Boss Dragon?" The headed guard glanced at him up and down, and the few people that Boss Dragon had brought also looked at each other with enthusiasm.

The guard gave a wink, and a group of people rushed to **** the box from him, and pushed the man onto the car to search.

The others did the same. The people brought by Boss Long were dissatisfied. They wanted to touch the gun from behind, but they were sent to the west with a bullet.

After the inspection, the guard threw the box to him, with a smile on his lips.

"Go in, Dingye will come in a while."

The dead little brother was lying at his feet, frightened by the situation, Boss Long had long lost the awe-inspiring power he had just now, with a blank face, holding the box only innocent.

"Yes Yes Yes Yes."

After that, he was pushed inward by a few guards, and the fence was closed again.

Song Yuhang drove the car to the designated place. Before it turned off, someone urged: "Come down, come down, go there and stay there, don't go around."

She jumped out of the car and obediently followed a few guns into it, observing the environment as she walked.

This seems to be a pig farm. The air is full of the smell of swill. The wooden fence looks crude on the surface, but it is actually wrapped with iron wire. Sandbags are piled up every three or five steps, and there are a few sturdy guns sitting on it. Big man.

There is a lighthouse not far away. Song Yuhang has excellent eyesight. At a glance, he can see that there are people patrolling on it, occupying the commanding heights. The sniper rifle in his hand can cover the entire farm, and even the slightest movement cannot escape the gunner’s eyes .

This is clearly a small military fortress.

Song Yuhang was secretly surprised and was pushed into a wooden house. The people who came in with her, and the few people who had just driven another car, looked at each other.

The man who sent them closed the door, unloaded the gun from his back, and loaded the bullet.

Song Yuhang secretly said a bad sound, preemptively, jumping up is just an uppercut, and the hitter staggers back two steps.

Seeing that the situation was not good, his companion hurriedly removed the gun from his back and pulled the bolt. Before he was ready to shoot, Song Yuhang pulled the man's collar and threw him over, and the two fell over. together.

The gangster standing behind her aimed the pitch-black muzzle at her and pulled the trigger.

"Bang-bang-pop" There was a loud gunshot, and the sniper on the high platform pointed the sight at it, but saw that it was the small house and twitched his lips contemptuously.

"Fuck, just killing a few pigs, it's worth such a big move."

Song Yuhang overturned the corpse on his body, got up and picked up the gun, and the few people who came with her were in shock, pale and crying.

"Don't... don't kill me! I don't know anything, I just drive!"

The accident happened too quickly. Song Yuhang was already alert when the man opened the gun. He hid behind the two people who fell to the ground, and blood was splashed.

Taking advantage of the other's stunned effort, she took out a knife from the deceased and threw it fiercely, centering her eyebrows.

Whether it is rapid response or combat capability, it is done in one go, without any muddle-headedness.

Song Yuhang helped the innocent people up.

"Hurry up, they are going to silence!"

"But, how can we get away with so many people outside..."

Song Yuhang swept away the corpses on the ground: "Change clothes and walk from the southeast. There are fewer guards there."

After all, he took the lead in picking up the coat of the man who had just been shot by her.

The other people looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and crawled over to stay alive.

Not long after, the wooden door opened.

The three people in the sniper's scope came out as usual. It was dark, and they couldn't see if there were blood stains on their clothes.

Song Yuhang lowered his voice and said, "Go ahead, don't look back."

He will be shot on the spot if he turns around.

Until the group of people walked out of the sniper's field of vision, came to the back of the house, and squatted under the eaves.

The scalp numbing pressure disappeared.

Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the dark night.

"Did you see the gap there? Don't stand up and crawl forward, you will be safe when you get out. Go ahead."

The two people were grateful: "Thank you, thank you."

After saying goodbye to her, he crawled over as ordered.

When one of them was about to get out of the barbed wire, he glanced back, and Song Yuhang had disappeared into the night.

There was a ruthlessness in his eyes, and he patted his companion on the shoulder, and the other person came back to his senses: "Quick..."

Before the word "go" was finished, warm blood sprayed out from his neck. The man retracted his dagger, wiped the blood on his clothes, kicked the person into the grass, and pressed the miniature wheat on his collar. .

"Report, some slips have come in."

If Song Yuhang is a ruthless and unscrupulous gangster, then her trip is destined to succeed. Unfortunately, she is a people's policeman and will never be able to raise a butcher's knife against unarmed civilians. It is destined that she will have this tonight. Robbery.

I don't know why, Lin Nian, who was on standby, suddenly had a heartbeat. The needle-like sting almost made her breathless, and she had to leaned down slightly and held the car door.

"Sister Hong..." Liu Zhi wanted to help her, but stopped talking.

Lin Fan waved his hand and took a few deep breaths before suppressing the palpitations.

"It's okay."

Seeing the car lights on the mountain road, she raised her hand.

"People are coming, tell the brethren to prepare."