My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Long queues lined up on the highway heading to the port and the harbour. Vehicles kept honking their horns. The traffic police ordered the traffic in an orderly manner. Car after car was checked.

"Let it go." The traffic policeman returned the driver's license to the driver, raised his hand, and the railing slowly lifted up and put the car in front into the driveway.

Another car came over. The driver lowered the window and handed the driver's license to the traffic police: "Comrade police, what happened today? Is the investigation so strict?"

The traffic police saluted: "Accept the superior's order and check the passing vehicles. Thank you for your cooperation."

"Oh, okay, thank you." The driver nodded and bowed to take the driver's license back, closed the window and opened the driveway, turned his face and changed another expression.

"The young master is still smart, knowing that Tiaozi will set up a stop on the expressway, and the freight has long been sent to Zhongjing Industrial Port.

Sitting in the back seat, Lin Ge slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"It's almost time, go, and give Dingye a great gift."

The driver nodded, picked up the walkie-talkie and said something, and the car quickly sank into the traffic.

A white BYD was parked on the side of the emergency lane not far away, with a double flash.

Song Yuhang lowered the window and frowned slightly.

It seems that the police have set up a card, and passing vehicles are subject to interrogation. People in the Jiangcheng public security system know her to some extent. It is unreasonable for people who should have been recuperating in the city hospital to appear here.

Song Yuhang tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, slammed on the accelerator, and reversed and turned a corner to stand out from the waiting line.

It's better to take the mountain road, although it will go a little further, but there is no way.

Song Yuhang bit his lip slightly, anxious.

Lin Wei, wait for me.

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"Technical Investigation Network installed a few people to be responsible for communication and board the command car together, and there was not enough manpower."

Zheng Chengrui was chewing on duck necks in the office, and was named after being caught off guard. He had no time to wipe the oil on his hands.

"Hey, here comes, here comes."

He said that he was about to change his clothes and ran out, Fang Xin patted his desk: "Computer, no computer?"

"Oh, forgot, forgot." Zheng Chengrui patted his forehead and fell back. The interface also showed that the email was being sent. He closed the display without a trace, stuffed it into the computer bag, and when he turned and left. , But was stopped again.

Fang Xin stood up: "Old Zheng, you..."

Zheng Chengrui glanced at the office: "Where are Duancheng people?"

"he has a day off today."

For some reason, she lied subconsciously.

Zheng Chengrui's face seemed to be regretful and fortunate, and most of his expression was blocked by the glasses.

He just smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Fang Xin nodded: "Go ahead, work hard, promotion and salary increase is not a dream."

After Zheng Chengrui left, she was the only one left in the huge technical investigation office. Fang Xin sank down in a chair, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Duan Cheng.

"Old Zheng has a problem."

At the end, I added another sentence: "Be careful of everything."

Zheng Chengrui, who ran out of the office, fastened his uniform button with one hand as he walked.

The colleague who followed was the first time for such a large-scale task, chattering with a little excitement.

"Zhao Ting personally went to the front line to command. This is too dedicated. I'm not afraid of something in case something happens."

"Hey, what do you know? It's the front line, but it's actually a hundred and eighty far away. Besides, so many special police officers follow to eat and eat."

"That's it. Seeing that the term of office is coming to an end, this battle can be won. That's a great achievement..."

During the conversation, he ran to the parking lot.

Zheng Chengrui carried the computer and his colleagues jumped onto the police car with the words "Emergency Communication Command" written on it, and started to debug the equipment and make preparations.

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On the way to the Zhongjing Industrial Port, the winding road was winding and winding, and the sea level was faintly visible in the distance. Today, the weather is bad, with dense clouds and a thin layer of mist.

The sea breeze blew in through the car window, bringing a salty and wet taste.

Lin Fan observed the cars following her from the rearview mirror. She hadn't seen a tiger since she just set off.

"Brother Hu won't go with us?"

The babbling opera was playing in the carriage, and Ding Ye beat the drum to beat.

"No, he has other tasks."

Lin Nian was shocked. The trading place was at Zhongjing Industrial Port. Tiger is one of his capable officers. At this time, it is probably not an ordinary task to perform the task.

She has a hunch that this trip will probably not go smoothly.

She could only pray that Song Yuhang was hurt by her shot, don't come, don't come to save her.

She would kill all of this on her own, and then return to her if she survived, and she hadn't been in vain for not living.

The only regret...

Lin Nian closed his eyes slightly, Lin Youyuan's face and Lin Ge flashed across his mind.

Years ago, the sentence she asked Lin Youyuan had not yet found an answer, and how much did Lin Ge mix with these things?

in case……

Lin gripped the palms abruptly, a ruthless look overflowed under her eyes, no, no if, she would definitely ask.

Lin Ge, the only warmth in her childhood, a teenager with a bright smile and bright and clear eyes, would not be such a person.

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Jiangcheng Detention Center.

"Hello, interrogation of Prisoner No. 034589." The visitor wore uniforms and epaulettes, and showed his credentials and written procedures to the prison guard.

After verifying the authenticity, the prison guards led them through the corridor and straight to the bars.

"034589, someone is coming."

Not long after, the woman was unkempt, dressed in dirty prison uniforms, handcuffed on her hands, and escorted out wearing hole shoes.

Two round-robin detectives on the left and right escorted her into the police car.

Before the car started, the prison guard closed the door, and the walkie-talkie on his chest rang. When he picked it up, his face changed suddenly, and he drew his gun and rushed up.

"Stop, don't move!"

The "policeman" who was holding the woman turned around, raised his hand with a shot, hitting the chest, and the prison guard fell on his back.

The alarm bell was ringing in front of the detention center.

The man fired a few more shots to disturb his vision, pushed the woman into the car, jumped up and pulled the door, the bullet slammed on the car.

"go!"

The driver quickly started the car, galloped across the isolation belt, smashed the guardrail and left.

The woman shrank in her seat and looked at them warily, her voice slightly hoarse: "Who are you...?"

The man took off his wide-brimmed hat, revealing yellow hair, and grinned with uneven yellow teeth.

"Aunt Hong, long time no see."

"Fuck!" Duan Cheng just rode a motorcycle to the gate of the detention center, and saw a pool of blood, ambulances and police cars swarmed, after all, it was a step too late.

He blushed, took off his helmet and hung it on the handlebar, trembling to call Song Yuhang, his voice choked slightly.

"Team Song, I'm late."

Song Yuhang was driving a car on the mountain road, jumped over a dirt slope, dashed into the gravel road, and drove the ordinary car off-road.

Duan Cheng called her at this time, which can only show that the situation is not good.

She calmed down, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palms, and she could barely hold the steering wheel.

"Don't panic, keep up with that car and see where they are going, don't rush, safety first."

"Okay!" Duan Cheng replied, put on his helmet again, stepped on the gas pedal, and hurried out from the crowded traffic, following the fake police car in front of him.

Not long after the police car drove out, it turned to an unmonitored country road. The driver stopped the car, took off his clothes and threw it on the co-pilot, and walked quickly to the off-road vehicle that had been prepared aside.

The tiger also escorted the woman out of the car, took off her uniform and threw it away. He took out a barrel of diesel from the trunk and poured it into the compartment and outside of the car, then took out the lighter from his pocket and threw it over, burning everything up. .

"Go!" The off-road vehicle started, wearing a fake license plate, unconsciously on the road.

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Zhongjing Industrial Port.

In the early days of reform and opening up, it was also busy for a while. Later, due to the development of nearby waterways, the tonnage of navigable ships gradually increased, which could not meet the loading and unloading needs of large cargo ships, so they were slowly abandoned.

Nowadays, there are only a few plastic factories that are still in operation nearby. They are dying, unable to make ends meet, and can close down at any time.

The sewage discharged from the pipeline is discharged into the sea without any treatment.

As soon as the car entered here, the pungent smell of chemical raw materials plus the fishy smell poured into the nasal cavity.

Lin Yan pushed the car door and got out of the car, followed Ding Ye and the others with a deep foot and a shallow foot. Ripples splashed in the stinky puddle on the road. She looked up and saw that it was raining again.

The empty shops on both sides of the road are written for rent, but they are covered with dust and no one cares. The leaflets of the song and dance hall are stepped under their feet, and the colorful lights are shining on the red men and the green women, as if they are announcing the prosperity of the past.

Not far after going out in this way, Lin Fan was already familiar with the terrain and environment, but he was suffering from not being able to deliver the news.

Although the road ahead is full of danger, confusion, and unknown, she still looks calm and composed, and she is even in the mood to make jokes.

"There is such a place in Jiangcheng, why don't I know?"

Ding Ye smiled and glanced at her: "You were born late. Of course, you don't know. This is a port that was a smash hit in the 1950s and 1960s. It was also the father of Lin Youyuan, the founder of the Lin Group, who ordered the construction and supervision. "

Isn't that her... grandpa?

Why have you never heard Lin Youyuan mention it before?

Those who were able to order the construction of such an industrial port at that time must have a certain status. If it is not rich, it is noble.

As she was thinking about it, the door of the plastic factory opened, and Ding Ye took the lead in walking in.

"Let's go and meet our distinguished guests."

There were already a few cars parked in the factory, and as soon as they entered, the door was slowly closed.

Lin Fan suddenly became alert, but Dingye smiled carelessly.

"Don't be nervous, old friend."

As soon as his voice fell, someone applauded.

"It's worthy of the top master."

He squinted slightly to look at the middle-aged man leaning on the luxury car.

"Boss Dragon?"

The legendary Singapore's top rich man finally appeared, and it seems that the one who died in the suburban camp was just a stand-in.

Lin Nian looked at him. Boss Long was already middle-aged. She was still healthy, with a little gray hair on the sideburns, and full of energy. But for some reason, it was a strange face, but it made her feel familiar. .

Boss Long's eyes stopped for a while when he met her, and he quickly moved away.

"Stop the gossip, my ship is still waiting at the dock, inspecting the goods in one hand and paying the money in the other."

Ding Ye waved his hand, and several entourage opened the door of the warehouse: "Boss Long, please."

Boss Long took a cigar in his mouth, and walked in with his subordinates, patted the neatly packed box, picked one at random, cut a corner of the carton with a switch knife, and took out a blue injection. Look, very satisfied, put it back.

"There is still white flour."

"Long boss, please."

The tiger opened the carton and took out a packet of powder in a transparent pvc plastic bag.

The blade flicked lightly, white powder spilled out.

"It's all good stuff."

Boss Long twisted his fingers to taste, and smashed his mouth.

"Yes, very strong."

"Of course, the purity is 95%. It took a lot of effort to extract it."

To purify to this level, it is impossible without the help of professional laboratories.

Boss Long sneered inwardly, took the veil and put the bag of white bread into his pocket: "Oh, be careful, it's all money."

"Boss Long, how about it? Can you pay the rest?"

Ding Ye watched his series of actions outside and asked.

"Of course you can, dog, give me money."

Boss Long waved his hand, and an entourage behind him stepped forward and said: "The deposit of RMB 50 million has been paid, and the rest has been credited to your designated overseas account in batches."

Kuba left the Dingye to other people to take care of, turned around and made a call to verify, and soon returned to them with his mobile phone and whispered a few words to Dingye.

Lin Fei stood a little far away, so she didn't hear it clearly, but she saw the corner of Grandpa Ding's lips slowly float up with a weird smile.

Her gaze fell on the gangster standing on the side with a gun, to be precise, his gun.

Lin Fan swallowed secretly, thinking about the success rate of looting the gun and shooting him to death.

Still, wait until the police arrive.

"Remember, safety first, as a last resort, don't do it, Lin Wei, you believe us, we will not disappoint your trust, the police will definitely pick you up."

Feng Jianguo stood in front of her at the time, with his hands on the table, vowing to himself.

How precious is the word "trust", didn't she and Song Yuhang also come together because of mutual trust?

Lin Nang's eyelashes trembled slightly and loosened his clenched fists.

"Boss Long really speaks honesty." Ding Ye sighed, and ordered his subordinates to step aside and let his people move in.

Boss Long clicked on the lighter, lit another cigar, and handed him one.

"Master Ding, come one?"

Ding Ye politely declined: "No, I am getting older, cough cough... smoking... the choking lungs are uncomfortable..."

"Hurry up, I'll be quicker with my hands and feet!" The young man brought by Boss Long yelled at the people under his hands for work.

The boxes moved out of the warehouse were loaded into the truck one by one, and the boxes were sinking. Only two people could move one. The young man walking behind took orders.

Seeing that he was slow, he drew it with a whip.

"Fuck you, I didn't eat this morning!"

The whip happened to be on his arm, and the person carrying the thing was young, and he was still a hairy young man. He was caught off guard against the pain, so he threw his hand violently, and a box of white flour was scattered on the ground.

"I'm fucking!" Xiaoyu didn't get angry, and kicked his foot up: "Damn, do you know how much this is? You can't afford it if you kill it!"

The boy was kicked to the ground, and quickly got up to clean up: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

When he cleaned up the mess and limped and walked out holding the box, he squatted on the ground, swallowed his saliva and moved his mind as he watched the sprinkled white flour.

The boss said that this is 95% high-end goods, he has not tasted such a good thing yet.

Now I looked around at no one, twisted my fingers a little bit into my mouth, narrowed my eyes and squeezed, but his face became stiff, and the cold sweat all over my body fell.

Bah, it's dry and astringent, this is not heroin, but real flour!

A wheelie got up from the ground and ran out in a panic: "Boss, it's not good, this batch of goods has..."

Before the word "fake" was finished, he was shot and headshot.

Boss Long’s people were shocked and loaded their bullets. Kuba and his men also pointed their guns at them.

"Master Ding, what does this mean?"

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, gritted his teeth quite a bit.

Standing in the crowd, Ding Ye took a step forward slightly with a cane, smiling.

"It's not interesting, don't hide it. You are a dog at best. Let your master come out to meet people. Naturally, the good stuff is reserved for the big people to enjoy."

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"Report, report, traces of drug dealers were found on West Fourteenth Street. They are tracking, tracking!"

There was a noise in the communication channel, and he was hung up, and the message quickly reached the headquarters.

Zhao Junfeng slammed a punch on the table: "Damn, dare to take the prisoner under the nose of the police!"

As soon as Feng Jianguo's eyelids jumped, he saw a picture popped up on the big screen in the command car. Several special police officers were using water to extinguish the fire on the car. The fake police car was burned to the point that only the skeleton was left.

"The report stated that the vehicle involved in the case had been burned and a large number of tire prints were found at the scene. It is temporarily impossible to identify the direction."

News came from the Net Security team.

Zheng Chengrui wore headphones and tapped the keyboard: "The road monitoring has not found suspicious vehicles and people."

"Chasing, digging the ground three feet and finding people for me!" Zhao Junfeng was furious, and all the stars sprayed onto the walkie-talkie.

Feng Jianguo stood a little farther away in silence, anxious, and a look of worry was drawn between the eyebrows of those who had always been calm and composed.

Xue Rui, who led his team members to investigate merchant ships in other ports, looked at his watch, and suddenly waved his hand to signal his men to withdraw.

The group of people he led were all veterans, and they developed the habit of ordering and prohibiting since following Song Yuhang. At this moment, no one questioned his order. They followed him into the car without hesitation, turned the front of the car quickly, and ran in another direction .

After walking a few steps in the small command car, he ran into the car. Zhao Junfeng still couldn't sit down, frowning and looking at the big screen from time to time.

The more arrogant and high-profile the drug dealers are, the more they are attracting their attention. On the contrary, they have confirmed that Zhongjing Industrial Port is the real trading location.

Did Ding Ye think he would spare his hands to deal with the detention center?

No, he won't.

Zhao Junfeng watched as the red dots lit on the map were gradually approaching the industrial port, and his eyes suddenly burst into light.

This time, the criminal gang must be wiped out and never left alive, especially Ding Ye.

"I'll go down to take a cigarette, let me breathe." He said, grabbing a pack of cigarettes from the table and strode off the command car.

"Hey, once you find the target, you don't have to bring him to justice and shoot him on the spot."

Hu Senji was taken aback, but still accepted the order.

"Yes, Zhao Ting, promise to complete the task!"

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Zhao Junfeng’s guess was correct. The transaction location was indeed in Zhongjing Industrial Port, but what he did not expect was that Ding Ye would eat black, and Lin Youyuan would also appear here.

As soon as Lin Wei turned around, he was also stunned when he saw him getting down from the car with the help of boss Long and into the wheelchair.

Her Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and this scene was so shocking that she couldn't recover for a long time.

He appears here, then Boss Long is...

Butler Lin tore off the disguise made by the human skin mask on his face, and finally recovered his normal voice.

"It's not very benevolent for Ding Ye to eat black."

"Traitor, what do you want benevolence and righteousness to do?"

As soon as Ding Ye's words fell, Lin Youyuan was sitting in the wheelchair rubbing the green fingers and smiling.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, why have you become such a ghost? Even your voice has changed. It's better to die."

It is indeed the father and daughter who came down in the same line as Lin Wei, and no one can match this skill.

Ding Ye suddenly changed his face and gritted his teeth.

"You don't take a **** of urine and take pictures of yourself, nothing more than the trash that can't stand up. What right do you have to say about me."

The corner of Lin Youyuan's eyes twitched, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him. Yu Guang only slightly fluctuated when he caught a glimpse of Lin Fan who was standing aside.

Ding Ye noticed this subtle change, grinned openly, and pointed his crutches at her.

"Aunt Hong, come, meet this famous, black and white, all-you-can-eat Jingtai Group helm, you don’t know, we have done a lot of business with him in the past few years, and we will need to help each other in the future. Cooked."

The scene of Steward Lin tasting **** was still deeply impressed in her mind, and she remembered many details that she had never remembered before.

Why Lin is so powerful? The establishment is just a few decades of effort. It has become a first-class enterprise in the country, and its major subsidiaries are blooming everywhere, and its products are exported to overseas.

Although she had suspected in the past, she secretly investigated to no avail, thinking that it was Lin Youyuan who was good at business and caught up with the trend of development, making real estate and selling stocks to make a fortune.

Who knows that this money is not only dirty, but also bloody.

And what role did Lin Youyuan play in this chess game?

Butler Lin is taking drugs, what about him?

Who else did the drugs he bought resold to?

How many innocent families have been harmed?

Are all Lin's factories producing this stuff?

Chu Nan died strangely, was it because he knew or saw something?

He has prevented himself from investigating the case for many years, is it because he doesn't want the truth to be revealed to the world?

Song Yuhang's successive assassinations are related to him?

...

At the moment when his eyes were facing each other, many thoughts flashed through Lin Fan's mind like a storm.

Each one made her feel unhappy.

Is there anything more ironic in the world than she is a policeman and her father is a drug dealer?

No more.

Lin Fan's eyes were hot, but he still clenched his molars and swallowed.

She heard her voice as cold as icy.

"Dong Lin's name is really good. It's better to see it after hearing it. Why, this kind of transaction also needs you—"

She raised her eyes, looked directly into his eyes, and said every word.

"Pro, self, out, horse, right?"