My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Sister Lin, come one, come one!" Song Yuhang heard cheers from below before he walked down the stairs.

She leaned on the railing and looked down.

Lin Fan lost the game and was fined for pole dancing.

"Is this bad?" The woman leaned on the side of the wine table, standing lazily, holding a glass of wine in her hand, her eyes rippling, and she seemed a little drunk.

Everyone whistled and booed: "I wish to bet."

"Yes, it's rare that Team Song isn't here right now."

"Furthermore, it's just a dance, who just now, Xiao Wang lost, and he hugged Lao Zhang face to face."

The two men both embraced face to face and circled the field for a week. She didn't want to discourage everyone on this occasion today.

Lin Fan put the wine glass in his hand on the table, flirted with her long hair, pulled off his tie, and simply unfastened the Feng Ji buckle, revealing a slender white neck.

"Okay, it's been a long time since I haven't moved anyway, it's slack."

When the music sounded, Lin Yan jumped onto the stage, stepping on the ground with high heels. With her every move, the shirt was a little messy, the uniform buttons couldn't be closed at all, the spring light was ready to come out, and her eyes were so hot, her gestures exuded the fatal charm of a mature woman.

Song Yuhang molars his teeth.

Damn, after a while, I went sultry again!

The people underneath shook their heads and applauded. They raised their phones to take pictures and shook their flashlights.

Lin Nian was on Xing's head and suddenly felt that there was a wall behind her. She rolled her eyes, loosened the steel pipe, and climbed up, gently tracing her shoulders from the left to the right with her delicate hand.

Song Yuhang's eyes followed her.

Lin Wei moved to her in front of her with a dance step, her lips curled up with a malicious smile, her hands were placed on her shoulders, and they were close to each other.

She swayed to the beat of the music, and her chin was rubbed with her lips.

Song Yuhang stretched out his hand to hold her waist, but was slipped away like a fish.

The police officer was so upset that he simply grabbed her arm and pulled the person back.

Lin Fei took the opportunity to lower her waist in her arms and flung out her long hair like a waterfall.

The hem of the shirt was also torn out, revealing a perfect mermaid line.

The audience in the audience all looked straight.

Song Yuhang frowned, grabbed her waist slightly, and helped her up again.

Lin Nian leaned into her arms, panting slightly, her pupils were dark and bright, the corners of her lips were smiling, and she gently stretched out her tongue and licked her lower lip.

Fuck.

Song Yuhang swallowed, sweat oozing from his forehead. He obviously didn't do anything, but his heart was beating like a drum.

Sweat dripped down her chin.

Lin Fan's nails lightly scratched her Adam's apple.

Song Yuhang breathed suddenly, and grasped her hand harder and harder.

Lin Yanfu pushed the person away again.

Song Yuhang staggered back two steps, watching her flip and move around the steel pipe, his teeth tickled with hatred.

She took the initiative to meet him, made the steel pipe, hugged her waist from behind, and swayed along with Lin Wei's movements.

Song Yuhang grinds his teeth in her ear: "Go back to the room and wait for me."

Lin Fan did not hide, but instead catered to her.

"Wait and wait, what new tricks can you dig out?"

Song Yuhang squinted his eyes slightly and did a crotch movement that is often seen in a duet dance.

"Last time, seven days..."

Lin Fan's face flushed, and he stamped his high heels.

"To shut up!"

Song Yuhang burst into laughter, picked up the person sideways, and jumped off the stage.

The crowd onlookers were displeased and shouted.

Duan Cheng teased: "Team Song, Team Song, you are not kind, Sister Lin is willing to bet, what a rare opportunity, we will not see it if we want to see it in the future, right?"

"That's it!"

"Should be fined!"

Song Yuhang put the person down, picked up the glass of wine that Lin Wei had not drunk, and drank it with pride, "Okay, I drink!"

Lin Wei rolled her eyes several times, and she didn't seem to have seen it, but whenever she wanted to raise her glass, she would definitely be snatched away.

In the second half of the game, she didn't finish a glass of wine, so Song Yuhang blocked it all.

The group didn't come home with great fun until late at night.

Lin Nian helped her move step by step, Song Yuhang walked against the root of the wall, bending over to retches from time to time.

Lin Fei scolded her while patted her back: "You can't drink, you still drink so much, what should you do if you become allergic after a while?"

The corner of Song Yuhang’s lips was wiped, perhaps because he was so drunk, his eyes glowed: “It’s not a problem, I’m happy... Besides, I’m not allergic anymore...”

Lin Wei was startled, remembering what Duan Cheng had told her.

"After you left, Team Song went to drink alone, and was picked up by our patrolman several times in bars and on the street."

What kind of mood does a person who is not very good at drinking but also allergic to alcohol drink those wines?

When she fell drunk on the street, would there be a moment when she hoped to just fall asleep like this?

Lin Fan's eyes were hot, he helped him up and stumbled towards the room with her arm, cursing.

"Fuck, you're happy, wedding night... Drink it like this for my old lady... I have to take care of you..."

Song Yuhang thought she was really angry, so he picked up the person and put his forehead against the door, laughing.

"I'm sorry...hiccup...listen...listen to you...in the future...never again..."

Lin squeezed his nose and twisted his head in disgust: "Go away, stay away from me, it's stinking."

Song Yuhang held her in one hand, unscrewed the doorknob with the other, and walked in backwards.

Lin Nianxin raised it all.

"On the left, there is a shoe cabinet on the left, go right! Don't hit the hanger! The bed! The bed is over there!"

After several twists and turns, Lin Weisheng was afraid that she would throw herself off. Song Yuhang hugged her in the room for half a circle, finally hit the bedside, bent his knees, and fell on his back with Lin Fan.

With her as a human flesh cushion, she was naturally fine. Before she got up, Song Yuhang hugged her and turned over, arching around her like a large canine, with a sticky tone. of.

"Lin Nian Lin Nian Lin Nian... Nie Nian... Wife... We are getting married."

Lin Nian was successfully disgusted, her face flushed, and her ears were picked up: "Tsk tusk tusk, Song Yuhang, your wine is too bad, right."

Song Yuhang slapped her hand off, put his head in her arms, and slapped her lips.

Lin bored intolerably, helped her head up and gritted her teeth: "Give, me, go, wash, take a bath."

Song Yuhang's eyes were blurred, his heart was like Mingjing.

"Together."

Lin Fan seemed to be able to see the tail wagging behind her.

"Do you still want to go to bed?" She sneered.

Song Yuhang Baba nodded: "I think~"

"Hurry up, then!"

Lin Nianang, Song Yuhang aggrieved: "But I want to be with you..."

Lin Fan picked up the pillow and smashed it over: "I don't know what you are thinking about?! Who is so stinky to soak with you! Let's talk about it after the shower!"

Song Yuhang heard the first half of his grievances, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes lit up and he got up.

"Okay, I'm going now!"

Lin Fan's roar came from behind: "The bathroom is over there!!!"

"Oh -" Song Yuhang prolonged his voice, retracting his hand that he wanted to open the cloakroom, and leaned on the wall and slipped into the bathroom.

After she left, Lin Fan picked up the landline and called the front desk of the hotel, asking them to bring up a bowl of sober soup.

After a while, the doorbell rang, and she took it from the waiter. She felt it was not too hot at the beginning. She frowned, said nothing, and let her go. She turned around and stuffed it into the microwave, and set it up. Time and temperature, after she finishes the bath, she can come out to drink.

There was a rushing sound from the bathroom.

While waiting for her to take a bath, Lin Nian lay on the bed doing nothing, and glanced at a document she had placed on the bedside table.

The official seal on the cover is signed: Binhai Provincial Public Security Department.

Lin Fan stretched out his hand and took it.

When Song Yuhang came out of the shower, the document was placed on the table intact.

She wrapped her bathrobe and wiped her hair and walked out.

Lin Fan sat on the bed, playing with a USB flash drive, without lifting his head: "The sober soup is in the microwave, and I drank it."

Song Yuhang obediently walked over and took it out. The temperature was right and it was just right for the entrance.

She gurgled a few mouthfuls of the bowl and drank it, then rinsed her mouth again, then walked back and sat on the side of the bed.

After a bath, most of the wine sobered up.

Song Yuhang: "Have you seen Jingzhe?"

Lin Fan didn't avoid her either. He still played with the USB flash drive, turning his fingertips around.

"how do you know?"

Song Yuhang smiled slightly and twisted a short red hair from her shoulder: "This is material evidence."

Lin Fan turned his head and glanced, "Oh, yes, it's suitable to come to our technical investigation work."

Song Yuhang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes a little dangerous.

"However, this also shows that you... are in close contact."

Maybe it was on her when she lifted the collar of the other person.

Lin Fan raised his head and smiled provocatively at her: "Since you are so smart, why not guess how close we have been?"

Song Yuhang grinds his teeth: "Lin, tired."

Knowing that she was taboo, she had to hit the muzzle, this woman really owed it to clean up.

Without waiting for her to retaliate back, Lin Fan grabbed her by the collar and pulled people over, sniffing her neck like an eagle, his eyes sharp as a sword.

"The banquet suddenly disappeared. There must be a compelling reason. In addition to the scent of shampoo, there is also a scent of inferior men's perfume. The other party is not wealthy. It is probably the waiter present today. Who is he?"

"And, this document, explain."

Song Yuhang was dumbfounded. She had already taken a bath. Can this be smelled too? !

Lin Wei shoved the person away and snorted coldly, "Do you think it was a forensic doctor for so many years?"

Song Yuhang couldn't laugh or cry. It seems that there is no secret in the marriage of the two police officers.

"It's Guo Xiaoguang, and I also met with Bureau Feng. He also gave the documents."

Thinking of what Guo Xiaoguang told her, the smile on Song Yuhang's face faded again, a little sad.

"He and his mother are still alive, and it was Zhao Junfeng who helped them to get their registered permanent residence, and changed their faces."

She turned her gaze back to the document.

"One more thing, I..."

Lin Fan knew what she wanted to say: "You are hesitating, right?"

Song Yuhang nodded and took her hand into his palm: "Yes, I'm afraid I can't take care of you. If there is something, I will leave you alone."

She was able to bring back this document, which meant that she actually had an idea in her heart, but she cared about her and refused to make a decision.

Lin Fan knew that she must give her a little confidence and encouragement at this time.

She looked along the hands that each other shook, looked into those deep eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up with a pleasant smile.

"But I still like it. The way you look when you are arresting people in your uniform is very beautiful."

She is also very handsome. It is the light in her heart and her faith.

Song Yuhang's throat moved slightly and he took the person into his arms, stroking her hair one after another.

"What about you, what do you do?"

"Me?" Lin Fan grabbed her clothes, rubbed it in love, and took a deep breath of the faint fragrance from her body.

"Although the Chu Nan case has been solved, I often think that there are still many people like Chen's mother and Guo Xiaoguang's mother and son. Their faces appear before my eyes from time to time, and I am still willing to fight for the truth."

"If the world is going to be dark in the end, I will be the sword that splits the chaos."

Song Yuhang's eyes were slightly wet, and he kissed the top of her hair.

"I'll be with you."

After a while, she noticed that she was still playing with the USB flash drive, and Song Yuhang held up her face.

"Jingzhe gave you?"

Lin Fei gave a faint "um".

It must be related to Lin Youyuan.

Song Yuhang knew that this was a hurdle in her heart.

"Wanna see?"

Lin Nian was silent.

Song Yuhang touched her head: "Don't worry, if you want to be alone, I will go out to smoke and wait for you."

Lin Fan still didn't answer, his eyes were a little deep.

So Song Yuhang got up, fastened the belt of his nightgown, and picked up the lighter and cigarette case from the bedside table.

Lin Nian reached out and hooked the corner of her clothes, as if pulling a life-saving straw tightly.

"Don't go, stay with me."

When the USB flash drive was inserted into the computer, Song Yuhang glanced back at her, and Lin Yan nodded slightly.

She clicked on the file.

After the lengthy darkness, the past has begun.

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The summer of 1966.

Lin Youyuan was twenty years old, and relied on his father to serve in the government, and he had a good time in Shiliyangchang.

He is a born rascal, bullying the good and fearing evil, bullying the soft and fearing hardship, and don't know how much the little girl's belly has been enlarged.

I finally planted it once and got another rich second generation's head. The woman was beautiful and graceful. She was still a pear garden actor. The rich and powerful rich second generation had long wanted to be an outsider, but she was caught He was the first to make it.

When he came out of the restaurant because of his drunken clothes and disorderly clothes that night, he was blocked in the alley.

The other party brought a lot of people.

Lin Youyuan raised his eyes lazily, and tightened his belt: "Oh, why do you want to fight?"

The other party rushed up with a club. After all, he drank and was dizzy and suffered several times.

Lin Youyuan kicked the person in front of him away, turned around to pick up the wooden stick that had fallen on the ground, and was caught off guard by a heavy blow on the back of his head. He threw himself on the ground and fell into the mud.

"Damn, call me!"

The rich second generation was so angry that he kicked his feet.

A sharp whistle came from my ear: "What are you doing?!"

A bunch of flashlights shone on his face, and the patrolman in dark brown-green uniform ran over.

"How do you beat someone? If you have anything to do with me, return to the police station to solve it."

The bad guys threw the sticks over their shoulders and smiled as they watched him.

The man who beat him first took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, and spit out a ring of smoke at the young patrolman.

"Do you know who I am? Nosy, the Lord is going to kill him today."

Lin Youyuan lay on the ground, spitting **** saliva, lost his teeth and vomited out together.

The little patrolman pushed aside the smoke, looked at him, and shook his head honestly and honestly: "I don't know, you beat people, and come back to the police station to find out what happened.

The man threw the cigarette on the ground: "Damn, don't know how to praise, give me a hit!"

The little patrol probably didn't come back to his senses either. Seeing this man dressed well and looking like a dog, he would just do it anyway.

When he came back to his senses, he was already surrounded by a group of people.

The man lit a cigarette again, watching the patrolman being besieged, and applauded from time to time.

Lin Youyuan picked a slab from the ground and slammed it directly into the back of Fu Erdai's head.

"Damn, dog stuff, let you beat me!"

The brick cracked in two in his palm, and the rich second generation fell straight down.

The little patrolman with a bruised nose and swollen nose in the encirclement turned around, and Lin Youyuan spit on the ground.

"Pooh!"

The rich second generation lay motionless on the ground, not knowing whether it was alive or dead, but the hands of the patrol officer slowly stopped as they looked at each other.

Lin Youyuan glanced towards the past with cold eyes.

Several people stepped back, swallowed, threw down the sticks and ran away.

Lin Youyuan picked up the guy and stumbled over, his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows. It rained just last night, and it was stained with mud and blood.

"come!!!"

The young man yelled, and several people looked back and fled.

He "pooh" and spit in the direction they fled again: "Bullying and fearing hard things!"

Turning around, Lin Youyuan looked at the patrolman with a somewhat disdainful expression.

"With this skill, you dare to come out to be a policeman, not afraid of being beaten by thieves?"

The little patrolman smiled honestly, put the handcuffs on his wrists, and pressed it with a click, as if he hadn't heard the irony in his words.

"Don't be afraid, I have thick skin anyway."

Lin Youyuan didn't defend him. He was tortured off guard and suddenly cursed: "You **** untie me, do you know who I am and who my father is?"

The little patrol shook his head and took out the walkie-talkie to call for support.

"I don't know, you hit someone, you have to come with me."

When he returned to the police station, the man woke up, his injuries were not serious, and he was sitting with gauze wrapped around his head.

Not long after Lin Youyuan sat in the interrogation room, someone came in and bowed his head and handed a cigarette: "Sorry, Master Lin, the person under your hand doesn't know Taishan. I don’t know that you are the second son of Secretary Lin’s family. The Dragon King Temple..."

Lin Youyuan hung his legs on the table in front of him, letting him toast a cigarette: "Is my brother here?"

"Come here, the young master is waiting for you at the door."

He then got up, threw his coat over his shoulders, and walked out with the people.

After leaving the interrogation room, without taking two steps, a tall man in a gray suit stood in the lobby and talked to the police station with his back facing him. His face was gentle and apologetic.

Lin Youyuan's face overflowed with joy: "Brother."

The man turned around and flicked his forehead in front of everyone: "Fight again, come home with me."

Lin Youyuan's forehead was red, and he was muttering, but he did not dare to protest loudly: "Go home and go home. Are you suing me again..."

Lin Jueshui bid farewell to the director, offered a few more expensive cigarettes, and walked out with his little brother.

"Ha, it's still a matter of sue me, your nickname for the second young master of the Lin family has spread throughout most of Jiangcheng, okay?"

Lin Youyuan refused to accept: "What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me, but just like a woman, this is your wish, no one can care about it, but the kid doesn't know how to beat me anyway, so I naturally want him to be unable to eat. Go around!"

While talking, he kicked the stones on the road and rolled into the corner next to him.

Lin Youyuan looked over, and two people stood in the shadow on the second-story side of the police station.

The policeman was speaking and slapped him on the head with his hands. The patrolman crouched and his hat fell off.

"Do you know what those two people you brought back tonight are, the second son of the mayor's house, the eldest master of Xinhui Industrial, these two take a breath, we Jiangcheng will all have to follow! "

"If you have no hair on your mouth, you can't do things well, Xiao Wang Ba Lao Zi Jing will make trouble for me!"

He scolded fiercely, and the patrol drew back, picked up the hat that fell on the ground, and brushed the ashes on the national emblem.

"But... they violated the armed fight..."

The superior police officer slapped again.

The little patrolman turned his head, his eyes were red.

"Then let them fight. Anyway, the dog bites the dog. We just need to clean up the mess and it's all done. It's up to you to be nosy with the dog and the mouse. If you don't catch the fox, you will make a fuss!"

Lin Jueshui stopped and waited for him: "What are you looking at? Mother cooked dinner at home and waited for us to go back."

Lin Youyuan's lack of interest retracted his gaze, and defined this person in his heart: either a madman or a fool.

"Nothing, let's go."

When the two walked to the front of the car, the secretary opened the door for them when Lin Youyuan was about to get in.

The rich second generation limped out from the inside, his eyes were stern and venomous, clinging to the two brothers like a poisonous snake.

"Lin Youyuan, you won't be arrogant for long. Sooner or later you will kneel in front of me and call me uncle."

Lin Jueshui frowned, only thinking that his eyes were meaningful, and these words also shocked him.

When he was about to speak, Lin Youyuan had already whistled: "Oh, Lord Rabbit? Is he good at massage or singing?"

The other party was furious, then slammed him a few times, walked away, and got into his car.

Lin's car also drove out slowly.

Lin Jueshui turned his head to look at his idle and unsuccessful brother all day long, frowned slightly: "Why are you irritating him, it's just a woman..."

Lin Youyuan draped his jacket on his shoulders and sat upright, licking his lips, happily talking.

"Don't you know, that Young Master Xinhui is a pervert, not only..."

Lin Jueshui's eyes became more severe.

Lin Youyuan gave a light cough, swallowed the words that were about to blurt out, and changed to gestures.

The left hand was compared to three to show the number of people, and the right hand slapped it, squeezing the finger and kneading it round.

"Which woman can end well if it falls into his hands."

Lin Jueshui looked funny, and turned around again: "That's not your turn."

Lin Youyuan leaned over and stepped onto the front seat: "Hey, I don't want to worry about it, but the beauty is weeping, so pitiful, I have to..."

Lin Jueshui gave him a blank look: "You'd better think about how to explain to your father when you go back."

He had a big head thinking about this, and Lin Youyuan had a pain in his posterior teeth, and muttered: "Why do you mention him? Anyway, he won't go home for ten and a half months."

Lin Jueshui stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, which was much lighter than before.

"Hugh is so nonsense, go back and dad scolds you not to talk back."

Lin Youyuan was still thinking that the mother he had just said was waiting for them at home when she prepared the meal.

"Stop talking about this, what did mom make delicious?"

Lin Jueshui smiled slightly: "I don't know, I received your call right after I came back from school before I got home."

Lin Youyuan was dissatisfied: "You didn't go back together? I thought I could bring me something to eat."

"Hungry?" Lin Jueshui took out a bag of lotus cake wrapped in a handkerchief from his coat pocket and handed it to him.

"Here you are, I brought it back from the gate of the science and engineering."

Lin Jueshui University took the entrance exam in Shanghai. He also went to play with him when he reported. After eating lotus cakes at their school gate, he fell in love with him.

Although the long-established pastry has a long queue and limited supply every time, Lin Jueshui will never be absent every time he comes back to the lotus cake, and it has never been an exception for so many years.

At that time he was a half-old boy, and now he is almost as tall as him.

Lin Youyuan's mouth was disgusting, but his eyes looked at: "I'm not a kid anymore..."

Lin Jueshui closed his handkerchief and said, "Don't eat it."

The person in the back seat chopped his hand and snatched it: "I eat, I eat, thank you brother!"

At that time, the Lin family brothers did not know that what was waiting for them to return home was not their mother's hearty meals, nor their father's severe criticism, but a catastrophe.

When Lin Youyuan said this, he was trembling slightly with his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Seeing him closing his eyes, Lin Wei seemed a little unbearable to recall the scene many years ago.

"I got home that night..."

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"Mom, mom, I'm back, what's delicious!" Lin Youyuan threw his jacket over his shoulder, eyes full of excitement, and slammed open the carved iron door.

Lin Jueshui smiled and shook his head, and followed him.

As far as I can see, the blood of the two brothers is cold.

A soldier in a courtyard, with a red armband wrapped around his arm, turned his head with his spear in hand.

Kneeling in front of them, the maids and servants in the courtyard, all holding their heads, their faces turned gray, and many people were weeping.

The young man was full of blood, throwing his jacket away, rolling up his sleeves and rushing upwards: "Fuck you, dare to move our people!"

The opponent smashed his head with a gun.

Lin Youyuan backed up two steps, touched the blood on his forehead, gritted his teeth and rushed upwards, and was grabbed by Lin Jueshui.

He stubbornly pulled his arm, his face sinking like water.

"Brother, don't pull me, who are they who dare to come to our house to be wild, and dare to beat me?!"

Lin Youyuan spit on the ground.

"What are you, this is not over today!"

The yin and yang of the other party were weird: "You are fighting the reactionaries."

"I..." Lin Youyuan burst into his forehead, and when he was about to rush up again, the villa door opened.

Several military police came out with his five-flower-tied father, followed by his mother who stumbled and cried.

When she was about to run down the steps, a few more guns blocked her way.

In Lin Youyuan's memory, her mother has always been dignified and elegant, and she has never seen her cry so heartbreakingly.

His heart was also hurt by such crying.

The youth was full of spirit and blood, Lin Youyuan pushed aside the few people who were blocking him and rushed over: "Dad, Mom! Let go of them!!!"

Lin Jueshui also rushed over, and his fists fell on both of them like rain.

Mother's crying became more hysterical.

Lin Youyuan was beaten on the ground, bleeding from the corners of his lips, bruised nose and swollen face.

He saw through the pool of water in front of them that the solemn and majestic father in their hearts knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Don't fight, don't fight, please let my family go. I do everything alone. I admit, I admit, they don't know anything. Don't hurt my family."

The thumping sound resounded in his heart.

When Lin Youyuan was stepped on his head with his foot, tears rolled down.

The person in the lead slapped and scolded, looked around on the gold and silver jewels found, and took a string of pearl necklaces and stuffed them into his arms.

"Okay, I believe that Secretary Lin is telling the truth, let everyone else go."

The person who was pressing him then let go.

Lin Jueshui crawled over to help him: "Dayuan, how are you, are you okay?"

Dayuan is his nickname, from small to large.

Lin Youyuan cast his gaze in a dumb voice, "Brother, Dad, Mom..."

Father Lin looked over, and his lips moved: "Please, be merciful, and let me talk to them again."

The man wiped the snuff bottle that was just turned over from the house, and took a photo at the street lamp: "Okay, anyway, your family is going to come with us tonight. If the female spouse doesn’t work, it’s the male. I'm not afraid of your delay, brothers have some idle time."

The meaning of these words already meant that in addition to Father Lin, someone had to go with them to be examined.

Father Lin turned his face and looked at his two sons.

The eldest son is studying in Shanghai, and his graduate school will be graduated immediately.

The youngest son eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles.

This is an easy and easy, hard and difficult choice.

Lin Youyuan finally opened his eyes: "It was originally me. Lin Jueshui took the initiative to go. This is the first thing I am sorry for him."

"After that, my father went to jail. He was censored and was not allowed to visit. There was no news. The house was copied clean and nothing was left. My mother and I were dependent on each other and we barely found a hut to live in."

"Mother is not in good health, plus she was stimulated again. I sold all the valuable things on my body to get her medicine and see a doctor. She was still hungry and cold."

"Lin Jueshui said before leaving, in short, I finished the lotus cake and he came back, and the long one took only three months. Then he took me and my mother to Shanghai and lived next to PolyU, buying lotus cakes every day ."

"But he broke his promise, until I swept my mother's smelly body with a bed of torn grass and threw it into the mass grave, and he didn't come back to see her for the last time."

"This is the first thing he's sorry for me."

"After that, I met two more people, one is your mother, the other is..."

He paused for a moment, as if he could see through the lens who was sitting next to Lin Wei.

"You guessed it, he is Song Yuhang's father."

Song Yuhang was shocked, remembering what Feng Jianguo said when he handed the gun to her.

"The result of the ballistic comparison has come out. This gun is exactly the same as the one that your father lost that year."

Lin Youyuan continued: "I think about it so far, even though I am destitute, it is still a very happy time. In a street fight, I was seriously injured and was picked up by Song Yuhang's father Song Yiwu and sent to the hospital. There, I met your mother, who was working as an ordinary nurse in the central hospital..."

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"Bed Thirteen, the wound has the stitches removed. After you go back, remember to keep it away from water for three days. If you feel uncomfortable, come to see a doctor."

As the nurse said, she gently pressed his head and removed the gauze wrapped around it.

Closer, Lin Youyuan saw the simple two words written on her breastplate: Su Yue.

Can also smell the faint scent of her body.

Since the Lin family lost power, the Yingying and Yanyan who circled him have disappeared, and he has never been close to female **** again.

The young man swallowed, stubbornly contemptuous, and said a few more words to molest others, causing the little nurse to face red, throwing the gauze into the tray and turning away.

"The head nurse, the patient of bed thirteen..."

"Hey, that guy, the famous Poppi rascal, the police can't control him, let him go out of the hospital quickly."

Listening to the whispering complaints of medical staff across a curtain, Lin Youyuan blew his whistle triumphantly, and packed the money that had just been taken from the young nurse into his pocket.

Not long after, the little nurse came in.

"The formalities are complete, you can go now."

Lin Youyuan limped to the ground and walked out of the ward door. At the end, he suddenly asked something as if he suddenly remembered something.

"What about my medical expenses?"

The little nurse said angrily: "The police officer who sent you here that day turned it in."

Lin Youyuan suddenly suffered a pain in his posterior molar.

"Here, that's the one."

Song Yiwu also wore his yellow, green, and green uniform, and walked over with a notebook in his hand.

Lin Youyuan leaned on the wall and passed him by: "Don't think that you paid me the medical bill, I will be grateful to you. You gave me this money voluntarily, so I won't pay you back."

Song Yiwu stopped, dumbfounding, of course, he still remembered the scene when he shouted five and six in the police station not long ago.

He was also trained for this, but the young man did not take it seriously. He was open-minded and open-minded.

"You don't want to pay it back, but the few people who were fighting at the time have not been arrested. You need your assistance in the investigation."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Youyuan was already walking away with the wall.

The police officer shook his head, and patted the notebook twice in his palm. Seeing that it was really him, the little nurse greeted her with joy.

"Comrade police, our department has discussed it, and I can't ask you for this money. I will return it to you."

Song Yiwu waved his hand and stepped back: "If you can't, you can't get medical expenses..."

Su Yue only then remembered his wallet, stretched out his hand and touched it, and when it was gone, his face became earthy.

"Money...money...money is gone..."

Song Yiwu frowned: "It's okay, don't worry, slowly say what's going on?"

The little nurse stammered: "I... I haven't been out in the hospital all morning... The wallet is in the right pocket, and there are donations from other colleagues in it, which I want to return to you together..."

Song Yiwu opened the cap of the pen with his teeth, and while listening, he remembered: "Which people have you contacted from morning to now? Especially those who can be in close contact with you, outsiders."

Listening to him, the little nurse suddenly remembered that when she had just changed the patient's dressing, Lin Youyuan was lying on her chest, her hands restless.

She thought she was wiping oil, who knew it was...

The little girl blushed, and Song Yiwu also looked at the corridor behind him, thinking of the figure who had just walked past, suddenly closed the notebook, and ran away.

"Catch the thief!"

Su Yue ran wildly behind her, shouting with her mouth open.

Hearing the movement behind him, Lin Youyuan ran down the stairs and fell down at the entrance of the hospital. When he got up, he rushed forward.

After all, it was a wounded person. Not long after he ran out, he was knocked down on the edge of the flower bed.

Song Yiwu snatched the wallet from him and handed it to the nurse on the side: "Take it, and see, is there anything missing?"

Said it is a wallet, it is a hand-sewn flannel bag.

Su Yue held this somewhat worn and dirty cloth bag, opened the strap, and wept with joy.

The money is there, and most importantly, the two-inch photo inside is not lost. It is the only portrait of her mother.

The little girl picked it up and looked at it again, brushing off the dust that didn't exist on it, and then put it in again.

"I didn't lose a point, thank you, Officer Song."

Song Yiwu hand-cuffed people up: "I said you, you are not doing business day by day, either sneaking or fighting with arms, can you fill your stomach with this? Ah?"

At that time, the boy had fallen into dismay, his hair