My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Seeing that the Hummer stopped at the door of the farm, Liu Zhi was about to rush out, and Lin Tien dragged the man back.

"Sister Hong..." He lowered his voice in doubt.

Lin Fan leaned back on the soil **** with a cigarette in his hand and flicked the ashes lightly.

"No hurry, no one remembers the icing on the cake. The friendship is deep in the snow. If you go out at this time, you will only be regarded as a spy."

Liu Zhi still has some doubts: "What if what Chen Fang said is false?"

She spit out the smoke ring lightly: "Then let's watch it lively."

During the conversation between the two people, Kuba had already jumped out of the car, the doorkeeper saw him face, immediately put the gun on his back, and respectfully opened the wooden fence.

"Second Lord please."

Kubafu got on the first Hummer again, and slowly drove past the door. Song Yuhang lowered his head and carried the wooden fence with others, and glanced casually. The dark glass showed the old man half covered with scars. His face looked terrible in the night.

Is this the leader of the drug lord who is known for his cunning and cunning in the three countries of China, Myanmar and Thailand?

Song Yuhang was shocked, facing the leaving Hummer, raised his hand and brushed the button of his clothes unintentionally, and recorded his license plate number.

After putting people in, she took advantage of others not paying attention, picked up the AK and followed the patrol team.

Fortunately, the gang of gangsters are all wearing similar desert camouflage. The black veil has been covered up to the nose, and only the eyes are exposed. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that she has long been replaced by a civet cat.

These people are under militarized management, as well as handover shifts. They perform their duties. Many of them have broad shoulders, strong builds, flat noses, and a fierceness on their bodies.

Not far away, a few shirtless teenagers sitting in front of a bungalow gathered together to play dice. They seemed to be only fourteen or five years old, or even younger.

Many of them have weird tattoos on their bodies and faces. They have their feet on the tables and chairs, and they have beer and that kind of drink. Dollars are pressed under the drink.

I don’t know who lost the bet again. The banknotes were swept away. The loser yelled, mixed with language she didn’t understand, and the others rushed to knock the man to the ground and kick him hard with their feet. s face.

The patrol captain yelled loudly in Burmese, and the children retreated, still cursing and spitting on the ground.

The thick phlegm fell on Song Yuhang's feet. She squeezed the gun in her hand, and almost now wanted to kill all these people suddenly. However, she knew that the most important task of this trip was not to kill people, nor to save them. Astray child.

Instead, I bring back what I have seen and heard today, and all the images I have taken without falling to the ground.

In the future, these will become testimonies for life and death in court.

Song Yuhang quietly exhaled a sulky breath, calmed his mind, and continued to move forward.

When she patrolled the entire camp roughly, she almost knew it, but she was also secretly surprised.

There were almost fifty people in the entire camp. The sniper who occupied the high platform was not counted as the people brought by Ding Ye. More than half of them were young and middle-aged, with a dozen child soldiers.

With such a large scale of armed forces hidden in the deep mountains and forests on the land of Jiangcheng City, who gave them the authority?

The people who can let Kuba and Dingye come in person must be extraordinary. It is late at night, and the camp is more and more heavily guarded, filled with a tense atmosphere of the imminent war.

Song Yuhang knows that with every minute and a second, she is less likely to get out of here safely, but looking at everything in front of her, the orderly criminal gangs and boxes of new drugs are close at hand. Drug lord and mysterious buyer, the sense of mission made her hesitate.

Next time, I don’t know if there is such an opportunity, and I don’t know if anyone will risk their lives to break in.

Whether their crimes can come to light depends on how much she can get tonight.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth and used the Burmese he is now learning and selling to talk a big deal with the gangster in front of him, to the effect that he was going to the bathroom, and then he left the team.

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"Master Ding."

The warehouse door opened, and a beam of light came in, and Boss Long, who had been sitting on the petrol tank and rested his breath, also stood up.

The old man walked in slowly with a cane surrounded by his entourage. He was over sixty years old, had no hair, and was wearing sunglasses. He was not tall or even small, but no one in the room dared to look down upon him.

Boss Long looked at his bald head with scars all over it, like a centipede, his heart shuddered, his hands began to tremble, and he swallowed hard before he found his voice.

"This is a check for a 50 million deposit. I want to inspect the goods."

The few people who followed him surrounded the dragon boss group. The gun had been shot down long ago. At this moment, the people he brought were all bluffing with their fists and staring at them.

Kuba helped the man to sit down on the other side, the tiger guarded the door with a gun, and another entourage brought in a bird cage from the outside and placed it next to him.

Song Yuhang gently lifted the tiles on the roof.

Ding Ye twisted his ration from his palm to feed it to his beloved pet, even with a smile on his face.

"All put down the guns, this is our distinguished guest, come here, bring the goods to Boss Long to taste."

The disarmed guns were thrown back, and Boss Long's attendants looked at him suspiciously, then looked at the boss, and then took it up after obtaining approval.

Ding Ye has been feeding the parrots while waiting for the goods.

"Boss Long's business is doing so well in Singapore. Why do you think of the mainland? The business here is not so good."

Seeing him relax, Boss Long sat down.

"Hey, the economy is sluggish everywhere, so let's ask for wealth and insurance."

The two parties had investigated each other before they came, just as Boss Long knew that Ding Ye was a murderous drug lord, Ding Ye also knew that he was a Singaporean Chinese, the legal representative of the largest local private enterprise.

Ding Ye sells this batch of goods to him, and then he can sell them at double the price. This is a win-win and lucrative business.

These are the news that both parties have known to each other before they come.

Ding Ye was not surprised to see that he was responding well, so he used the straw to poke the water in the birdcage food box, and invited his pet to drink.

"I did a business with your father many years ago." Ding Ye snorted coldly, and saw that the parrot was not drinking, and angrily threw the straw into the bird cage.

"I lost 20 million. Is he okay now?"

Boss Long opened the box beside him and placed a neat stack of dollars.

"To tell the truth, my father passed away ten years ago. I also heard a little about the incident. It was done by some unsuspecting brothers in the family. People, I have already dealt with it."

"The money will make Ding Ye apologize."

Ten years ago, there was no business at all. This was cheating him, but if he publicly pointed out Dingye's mistake, he might not be able to leave here alive today.

There was a smile on the corner of the old man's lips, and he wiped his hands with the kerchief Kuba handed over.

"Check the goods."

Several cardboard boxes were brought in one after another.

Song Yuhang narrowed his eyes and watched Dingye's subordinates open the first one. Boss Long sneered, a little disdainful.

"What is this? Coke? Stop it, I'm not a supermarket vendor..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a teenage child came in, and under the instruction of Kuba, he picked up a bottle of drink, unscrewed the bottle cap, and snorted with his head up.

After a while, he touched the corners of his lips, his face flushed, panting heavily, and pulled his clothes slightly hot.

Kuba raised his hand, and the two tall and strong men rushed up with their fists, punching hard in the chest, and the chest cavity visibly collapsed.

The child staggered back a few steps, but did not fall, blood spilled from the corners of his lips, broke the brawny man's wrist and slammed his knee, hit his abdomen, the brawny man hurried back, tripped into the cardboard box, and fell to the ground , The child bullied himself up, his eyes were red, and he roared fiercely, biting his throat with his teeth, and his strength was so powerful that he was jaw-dropping.

The other one picked up the steel bar thick with his thumb from the ground, and smashed it towards his head. The child did not hide, and his movements were slightly stagnant for a while. The blood coming out of his hair splashed down the steel bar to the ground drop by drop.

Boss Long opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. When he thought that the child was dead, he stood up again, with blood on his face, turned around and roared and stumbled in the direction of the strong man.

It seems that I have endless energy and I don't know the pain at all.

Boss Long was shocked, watching the child overwhelm the brawny, and threw himself at his feet, close at hand, the white Sensen's teeth were stained with red blood, he shrank back and rolled down the oil drum.

A gunshot cut through the sky.

Kuba blew the gunpowder smoke: "Take it away."

The limp child and two bruised and bruised men were carried out, and the blood on the ground was quickly swept away, as if it was just a nightmare.

I woke up without a trace.

Boss Long swallowed and was lifted up from the ground. The old man laughed, with a hint of madness and pride in his smile.

"Did you see it? This is Zui Meng No. 1, which can make people extremely excited, crazy, tireless, and always maintain strong energy and aggressive desire, even..."

He has a profound meaning: "The ability in that area has also been improved, and it is no more suitable for those rich bosses."

Song Yuhang's chest was undulating, and his nails unconsciously buckled the dust on the tiles because of his emotions.

She gritted her teeth tightly, almost unable to restrain her urge to rush in and kill them until she tasted a hint of blood on the tip of her tongue.

Her Adam's apple was rolling up and down, closing her eyes, and then pressing back the uncontrollable restlessness.

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Five minutes ago.

In the grass outside the farm, a group of people quietly touched it.

The commander’s calm and methodical voice came from the radio channel: “Enveloping the entire factory area. With the sound of gunshots, I rushed in to capture the Dingye alive.”

"Yes, a group is in place."

"The second group is in place."

"Three groups are in place."

"Four groups are in place."

"The commanding heights have been occupied."

A dark shadow on the tower quietly bypassed the blind spot of the sniper’s vision and climbed up, patted him on the shoulder. The culprit turned his head and was about to shoot. He was stunned by a knife and was stuffed with a rag in his mouth. He was handcuffed to the railing.

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Boss Long swallowed twice. First he looked at what happened in front of him with horror in his eyes. After listening to him, he swallowed again. His face was full of excitement, as if he saw a large pile of banknotes. In front of me, I almost couldn't wait.

"This is fifty million, take it, and when can you give me the follow-up goods?"

An entourage took the suitcase, and Kuba opened it to Ding Ye. Sure enough, the check was a check, and the cash was cash, and a peculiar smell of banknotes rushed toward his face.

Ding Ye was very satisfied. He picked up a pile, dipped his finger in saliva, counted the money, and threw a pile of dollars into the box.

Kuba closed his suitcase and stood beside him.

"Boss Long is very honest. We are the same. The rest of the goods will be available in seven days..."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the warehouse.

Song Yuhang's pupils shrank and saw someone running over to the tiger's ear and saying something.

The tiger took off the AK from his back, loaded the bullet, and kicked open the warehouse door.

not good! It may have been discovered!

Song Yuhang had a big alarm bell in his head, and he got up from the roof and ran down.

Hearing the sound of shattering tiles from the roof, Kuba reacted quickly, picking up the submachine gun of his companion next to him and shooting it at the ceiling.

Song Yuhang lifted his foot and jumped. The place where he was just standing was pierced by a bullet, and the tiles were flying.

She had time to slow down in the future. The old and decayed beams were overwhelmed with a "crunching" sound, and finally fell apart under the baptism of another wave of bullets.

She only had time to grab a piece of tile, and she fell down with a sullen face. During the weightlessness, someone took a gun and aimed at her. Song Yuhang picked up the AK that she had picked up behind her back with one hand and opened it in the dust. After seeing it, using the waist and abdomen as support, quickly pull the trigger, it is a series of bursts.

Kuba helped Dingye, drew aside, and rolled his head on the ground with his hands.

A few of them were shot and fell to the ground. Song Yuhang fell into the pile of oil drums, patronizing the shooting, before he had time to do any protective actions, and landed on her back, which made her eyes black with pain.

Several empty oil drums rolled down, and Song Yuhang ducked aside. The bullet hit the oil drum and sparks splashed everywhere.

She got up and ran wildly in the direction of the exit.

Peripheral police officers who did not know who fired the first shot looked at each other. The sound of the gunfire was a sign, and someone rushed out.

The culprit behind the wooden fence turned around and raised his hand at the rushing SWAT. Blood splashed on the grass. The SWAT fell to the ground. The gun in his hand fell to the ground with blood spilled from the corners of his lips. .

This gunshot seemed to turn on a switch, and more gangsters jumped out of the bungalow, on the roof, and behind the sandbags, and everything was messed up.

Lin flicked up from the grass nest, and when he looked at his watch, the time was not up yet, what was going on?

Listening to the gunshots not far away, the light and dark flames intertwined, she gritted her teeth and waved her hand.

"on!"

A little further away, there were a few police command cars parked in a slightly gentler place on the opposite hillside.

Feng Jianguo took the binoculars from others and watched the battle.

Several special police officers walked over quickly, escorting the five-flower-tied people.

"Feng Ju, we found him in the woods behind the farm and we were knocked out."

The person who was **** kept nodding, motioning for him to let him go.

As soon as Feng Jianguo saw his face, the cold sweat all over his body came down.

He appears here, who is the inner should in the farm? !

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"Kill her!" Someone yelled in multiple languages, and then Song Yuhang was blocked by a few others, and fired without saying a word.

Song Yuhang rolled sideways to the ground, the bullet hit the concrete floor, almost walking close to his body.

She hid behind the oil drum, panting heavily, thinking about how to get out, her fingers felt that there was a layer of greasy grease on the oil drum, which was not completely empty, so she thought about it.

Another team of people came out. Song Yuhang picked up the gun and fought hard, and was alone among the vicious gangsters. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Kuba raising the top master and was about to get out. He didn't know where the blood came from. Raised and roared, stood up and fired with the gun.

"Don't go, save your life!"

Kuba pushed Dingye to the tiger: "Take Dingye and go first!"

After that, he turned around and shot out a tongue of fire from the muzzle, and a shuttle bullet banged at her.

Song Yuhang was in the rain of bullets. She didn't know where the color was hung on her body. The camouflage clothes were so wet, but she didn't feel the pain at all. She jumped and hid behind the oil drum, followed by bullets. I pierced the oil barrel, and gurgled the crude oil flowing on the ground.

The sound of footsteps came towards her, Song Yuhang sat with his back leaning on the oil drum, threw the empty magazine gun to the ground, took out a photo from the pocket of his jacket, and gently stroked his blood-stained hand. There was a smile on her face and lips.

She put the photo back to her heart, took out the lighter from her trouser pocket with one hand, slapped it to light it, and counted in her heart: 1, 2, 3...

Kuba grabbed the gun and ran in the direction where she was hiding, with slippery liquid under his feet, and a pungent odor of crude oil permeated the entire warehouse.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong, stopped, and greeted his companion: "Fuck, come back!"

That's too late.

Song Yuhang muttered silently, raised his hand and slammed the lighter out, his pupils blazed with fire, and gold dyed her eyebrows.

At the moment when it was overturned by the huge waves caused by the explosion, Song Yuhang thought in his heart: It's okay to just let her go.

However, this thought is only a momentary, even though she really wants to see her fiancee just like this.

But she can't die yet, the evidence has not been sent out, and she must die after the evidence is handed over to the police.

She has to let everything about this evil come to light in the world, as well as the deal seven days later, a deal brewing conspiracy, power, money, desire...

Lin Fei and Chu Nan haven't settled their injustice yet, she still...can't die.

Everything is far from over.

Song Yuhang exhausted his last bit of strength, and when the tongue of fire hit, he turned over and hid in an empty iron bucket, letting the sea of ​​fire engulf everything.

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"Master Ding, are you okay?!" When Lin Fan arrived with people, the battle had come to an end.

The corpses on the ground, mostly wearing desert camouflage, suffered heavy casualties, and the police have temporarily retreated.

Liu Zhi pulled out the tiger and the top master from the dead pile.

The tiger spit out the sand in his mouth, got up and pointed a gun at his head, cursing.

"Fuck you, why did you come so fast?!"

"If we don't come and gallop in Southeast Asia, Brother Tiger, who is invincible all over the world, will fall here tonight."

Lin Fan walked through the sea of ​​blood in Shishan Mountain, wrapped in a black tight-fitting leather jacket, wrapped her exquisite figure, shoulder-length black hair tied into a capable ponytail, and the whole person had a bitter and dangerous beauty.

She was holding a small pistol in her hand, the bullet was loaded, and the trigger was pointed at him, but it was a little policeman next to him who wanted to get up to the detriment of Master Ding.

The fire was extinguished, Song Yuhang escaped a catastrophe, crawling to the door of the warehouse in a daze, he heard a gunshot in a daze.

She hurriedly looked up, but saw that a familiar person gently and ruthlessly pulled the trigger at her former companion, and the corpse was kicked into the grass as if it were abandoned.

"Don't..." Tears slipped from the corner of her eyes, her fingers buckled the soil on the ground in vain, and the faint cry was annihilated by the gunshots.

Lin Yan heard the movement and turned around: "There is still a living."

After that, he walked over and pulled her hair to meet her face, shaking suddenly, her face pale.

How could it be her.

Song Yuhang's whole person was gray and bloodstained, because when the explosion happened, he got into the iron barrel and barely escaped. However, his hands and feet were also spattered by the high temperature and burnt skin in the warehouse. They were **** and inhuman. Up.

Even in embarrassment, those eyes were still bright, shining with tears in them.

How much she liked her eyes in the past, warm as amber, calm as the ocean, with a warm current hidden under the iceberg, always calm, always full of love and vitality.

But now there was only silence and deep hatred.

Lin Fan's hands holding her hair began to tremble.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth, wishing to eat her meat and drink her blood, and it would be hard to dispel his hatred.

"You...you killed him...I...I killed you!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone hit the temple with a rifle butt, and Song Yuhang was beaten to his head, his eardrums buzzed and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bullet in Tiger's hand was loaded and aimed at her head, biting her teeth bitterly: "It's her, who suddenly broke in and killed more than 20 of us by herself, even the second master..."

Failed to come out.

Song Yuhang slowly closed his eyes.

Lin Xiaoyi grasped his gun: "Hold on."

Song Yuhang raised his eyes to look at her in astonishment, his lips moved up and down, but he smiled coldly again when he saw her.

Her hand was like a poisonous snake, stroking her cheek, stroking it back and forth, and finally gently pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at her and smile.

"She's Song Yuhang, the former captain of the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Detachment. She has great skills. It's not surprising to kill more than 20 of you. Even if you die here, Tiaozi will come back to find the corpse. Once today's affairs are exposed, I am afraid... "

Lin Feiyin's cold eyes fell on the miniature camera on the button of her collar.

Today, whether it is him, Kuba, or Dingye, they are all showing their faces. Once the video goes out, their wanted notes will be distributed all over the world. The Chinese police will inevitably cooperate with the multinational military to launch an encirclement and suppression. When the time comes, it will be hard to escape. .

The tiger figured out the joints, and his back was soaked with cold sweat: "You mean she has something on her body?"

Lin Fan nodded and slapped her face with the gun.

"Yes, if you want to die, you have to ask where the things are before you die."