My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Three months later.

Early Monday morning.

Jiangcheng.

As a prefecture-level city, Jiangcheng has not yet begun to limit the number of traffic, a huge flow of traffic into the crowded road.

The traffic lights are flashing.

The hordes of electric bicycles and bicycles are hard to come by.

The sound of the horns one after another, mixed with the sharp whistle of the traffic police, is like boiling water in a pan.

Pedestrians rushed to cross the road in a few seconds when the green light began to flicker. During the crowding, the meat buns were squeezed out. They were stepped on and rolled to the side of the road. A stray dog ​​looking for food by the trash can Duck it.

The driver’s horn was going to be broken, and the pedestrians crossing the road in front were still in a constant stream. Seeing that the red light was about to turn green again, there was an increasingly impatient noise of flipping through the newspaper in the back seat.

He glanced into a gap and stepped on the accelerator.

Lin Fei held a cup of freshly ground coffee that had been ground before departure. Before he could take a few sips, he heard a loud noise and the body slammed over, all of which contributed to his expensive global limited-edition small suit. .

The eldest lady's forehead was blue veins violently.

The driver turned around and stammered: "Miss, I drove well, and suddenly a tricycle rushed out of the blind spot..."

"Damn, do you want to die?"

There were already many people at the crossroads. Jiangcheng was not a big place, and it was even rarer to drive luxury cars. Some people pointed out the window and talked a lot.

The butler turned around and handed her a tissue, pushed the door and got out of the car to deal with it.

Song Yuhang helped the old man who fell on the ground, and the tricycle fell to the ground. A basket of fruits and vegetables was scattered all over the ground, and he couldn't eat it anymore.

Fortunately, she just saw the danger and picked up the old man from the tricycle in time. Her little eDonkey was knocked over, and the old man only scratched his skin.

"Are you okay?"

The grandmother sat on the ground, but was a little frightened, her eyes were red again when she saw the vegetables scattered all over the floor, and she kept her mouth open for a long time without crying.

"What about the driver, did you know if you hit someone? Don't you hurry down and give an explanation."

"That's right, driving a Mercedes is great."

"Come down, come down quickly."

"Everyone, we are driving normally. The old man suddenly rushed out. If we hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, I'm afraid..." the butler said calmly with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong with normal driving? You also hit someone in normal driving, don't you know?"

"Why don't you have any sympathy for driving such a good car?"

"That's right, how pitiful the old woman is. I ride a bike early in the morning to sell vegetables. Now I can't sell the vegetables. What happened to you losing some money?"

"According to what you said, do I have to pay for the old grandmother to check her health, pay for medical expenses, and compensate her for the loss that day?"

A somewhat low and hoarse voice rushed in.

The woman's voice is not very good, it has a rubbing texture of smoking all the year round.

When Song Yuhang raised his head, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of stiletto heels, black wide-leg pants, and secondly the face that was enough to make people remember.

She frowned, feeling as if she had seen it somewhere, but suddenly couldn't remember.

Lin Wei looked over, and swept back and forth without a trace on the old man. Forensic injury identification was a basic skill, and she knew it at a glance.

"Hey finally came a sensible one, are you the owner of the car?"

Still the big guy who just spoke, the beautiful Mercedes-Benz is enough to attract attention.

"Are you a traffic policeman?" Lin Wei put a suit jacket on his arm, and the housekeeper held an umbrella for her. The four characters were clearly written on that face: Don't come near strangers.

"No...no..." The man who was taken aback by her momentum replied in a daze.

"Then why should I listen to you?" With a mocking smile on her lips, she looked down at her watch.

"The traffic lights change every 60 seconds. Three minutes ago, it was a red light. It was me who obeyed the traffic rules. It was the old lady who ran the red light."

The old man sitting in Song Yuhang's arms straightened up, his clothes were worn out, his shoes were covered with mud, his head was gray, and his lips trembled: "Excuse me...girl...I...I rushed to sell the vegetables...the vegetables can't be sold out... I have been busy for more than a month..."

Seeing that the old man was sobbing as if he was about to cry, Lin Nang repeated this "villain first complaint," and the onlookers couldn't sit still, and pointed to their group.

"Yeah, why are you driving a Mercedes and having trouble with an old lady who sells vegetables."

"Is it easy for people to get up and early to make this money?"

"Young people nowadays, there is no sympathy."

…

Lin Fan rolled his eyes. Did the wind blow the money with me?

"Okay, compensation is required, right." Lin Fei stretched out his hand and pointed, the bumper was dented in, and the front of the car also had scratches.

"My car is not expensive, it's only two million yuan. I will give you a discount based on the market repair price. The money for spray painting will not count. Ten thousand yuan will be capped. Is the old lady paying me or you? , You, pay for it?"

She glanced over the noisy and fiercest pedestrians, with a mocking smile on the corners of her lips, and she looked high and domineering.

"Also, my suits are not refundable and cannot be dry-cleaned. Because of this braking effort, a cup of coffee was poured on, and the 100,000 yuan was so washed out. Shouldn't it be paid to me?"

The old lady was so frightened that she almost struggled from Song Yuhang's arms and knocked her head.

"Excuse me girl... Excuse me... it's really my old woman's fault... I'm getting older... I can't see clearly... At home, I and my grandson are dependent on each other... Girl... I don't want you to lose it... Don't you to lose it... It's my old lady's fault..."

Seeing the pitiful old lady crying, some people pointed the finger at her again.

Tossing over and over again is just accusing her of "being rich and unkind". If I have money, should I help the poor?

Lin Nian listened impatiently: "Shut up, fucking, did I bump you or bumped you? The dog took the mouse and was nosy."

It was still just now that the big man suddenly felt angry when he saw her insulting words, so he picked up his fist and rushed up.

"Fuck you, I'll be nosy today!"

Lin Wei's driver stepped forward slightly to protect her.

Before the fist fell, she was stopped by someone else. It was another young woman in her early thirties. She was tall but looked weak, but easily resolved his offensive. The big guy pushed out into the crowd.

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Here is another nosy person?"

Song Yuhang shook his head: "It's not a matter of speed, you are speeding, and the two sides bear half of the responsibility for each other, and you have to pay, but there are favors outside of the legal principle, you pay more."

Lin Fan almost choked to death without mentioning it: "No..."

Song Yuhang pointed to the sign on his finger: "In urban areas, the speed limit is 30."

A solitary pole stood beside the huge billboard in the urban area, and a humble warning sign was hung. The two huge numbers "30" were circled with red paint.

The corners of the lady's mouth twitched, hovering on the edge of the frenzy.

Song Yuhang added another sentence: "If you calculate the speed at the intermediate time based on the time and distance you have just passed through the intersection, you are speeding when you pass this intersection."

Her tone was calm and there were no fluctuations, and when she saw her face incomprehensible, she repeated the calculation formula again.

Lin Fan had a headache when she heard it: "Thank you, stop, stop, do you let me pay and I will pay? It's really..."

Song Yuhang paused. The brother of the traffic police team hadn't come yet, she subconsciously touched her pocket to get the police officer ID, but she rushed for nothing.

"I am..." She fumbled again in her coat pocket uncertainly.

"What is it? Fraud? Scamming money? Or touching porcelain?" Miss Lin could roll her eyes to the sky, beckoning the housekeeper to give her the wallet, and she took out a stack of tickets at random with her fingertips, but didn't count them, and threw them in her arms. It's like a beggar.

"Everyone who touches porcelain these days is so dedicated. If you have this energy, you can't do anything. This money, if I pay you, let me buy a coffin book. Waste my mother's time and get out."

After standing in the sun for so long, Miss Lin had to spend her makeup, her mouth was dry, and she got back into the car again.

The crowd gradually dispersed. Song Yuhang collected the money and helped the old lady to the side of the road with a few passers-by. Then he went back to the middle of the road and lifted the little eDonkey that had fallen on the ground. When he turned around, he was in the Mercedes-Benz. The housekeeper stood beside the old man.

"If you have any questions, please call this number to contact us to resolve."

He also handed her a business card in his hand.

A few big characters are bronzed on a thin card: Jingtai Group Co., Ltd.

On the back is a series of phone calls from the Legal Department.

"Hey—" Song Yuhang wanted to return the money to them: "I really am not..."

The housekeeper shook his head and walked far away, and the Mercedes Benz drove away slowly, submerged in the traffic.

"Old man, is there any other pain? I will help you to see the hospital?"

"No, no, thank you, girl, you are a kind person." The old man grabbed her hand and tears into his eyes, and couldn't help but thank you.

The big guy who was just stopped by her bought a bottle of water and handed it to the old lady, and handed it to her: "Hey, girl, you are quite strong. I have never been afraid of anyone in a fight, so gently. Push me as if my feet are not standing firmly. According to me, you shouldn't stop me, like that kind of unreasonable woman, you should have a good fight to relieve your anger!"

Song Yuhang smiled slightly and declined the mineral water he handed over: "Fortunately, you didn't do it."

The driver following the woman, who is not tall and medium in stature, has broad shoulders and tight muscles. The calluses on the backs of the fingers are the characteristics of frequent punching. The nose is flat and scarred, indicating that he has actual combat experience. The most important thing is the dumpling ears. People who have experienced many battles will not leave such traces.

Only a driver has reached the level of free fighting gold belt champion, what is the origin of that woman?

"Miss, just forget it?" The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror when the car was halfway through.

Lin Yan didn't even raise his brow, and continued to flip through the newspaper in his hand.

"Otherwise, have you beaten that woman?"

The driver seemed to choke for a while, still a little unconvinced: "I..."

"Go to the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, I'm tired of everything this morning," she said, covering her mouth and yawned a little.

The driver did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly turned the steering wheel to accelerate to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and it was when the Municipal Bureau was busy getting in and out, when Lin Wei's car creaked and stopped right at the gate.

The eldest slammed the car door, put on her sunglasses, her high heels swaying in her posture, and she swayed through the city every step of the way.

The police officer who came and went whispered: "Hey, isn't it that the lady and the lady are here again □ to find the fault?"

The police officer who was asked chewed half of the sausage in his mouth and carried several bags of soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand. The police uniform was bulging on his body. He was not tall and had a pair of black-rimmed glasses. His skin was a bit dark. The thighs are still thick.

A smell of pork and cabbage stuffed buns drifted past Lin Fan.

Da Pangdun turned around to look at her, there was still a vegetable leaf stuck in his teeth: "No...I don't know...but it's pretty...hehehe..."

Miss Lin frowned and retched twice. She didn't know if it was disgusting because of the smell of buns or because of his appearance.

"Come on, go quickly, and when Team Song comes back, it's time to talk about us again." Another companion pulled him away quickly.

"Damn, what kind of monsters, ghosts, and gods..." This place is not unfamiliar to Lin Fan. She raised her head and glanced at the national emblem hanging high in the city hall, and the strong man plunged into it like a broken wrist.

"Hey, have you heard? Today, our technical investigation team will come to a new forensic doctor, that is the famous Lin... Lin what?"

"Lin Wei." A copy of "Essential Examination Questions for Civil Servants in Binhai Province over the years" slipped from the bridge of the speaker's nose, revealing the boy's face that was fairly decent in this room "Bull Ghost Snake God".

It was just a Japanese cartoon that was not too serious from the fallen book.

The boy hurriedly picked it up, kissed a few mouthfuls, and carefully stuffed it back into his arms.

After eating the sausage, the greasy and greasy hand, which is comparable to trotters, typed "Lin Wei" on the keyboard.

A lot of search interfaces came out.

"Eh eh eh, come and see."

Several heads came together.

"Lin Wei, thirty-two years old, graduated from Fudan University School of Medicine, one of the "old six" forensic medicine schools in Su, and studied at the Department of Forensic Medicine of Boston University. He has performed more than 5,000 cadavers so far. , Setting a record among young scholars..."

The woman in the photo is wearing a white lab coat, curled up in small waves, with a little broken hair on her cheeks to modify her face, with raised eyebrows, raised eyebrows, white complexion and dark lips. She looks like a model with exquisite makeup and three-dimensional facial features in the magazine It's not like a doctor or a forensic doctor.

"This is a report from last year, right? This year, the number of dissections has just passed 6,000."

Everyone glanced at the source of the sound, and the woman was sitting on the sofa with her legs up and stroking her delicate manicure.

Several people turned their faces back numbly, and the fat man continued to say: "But the most puzzling thing is that Miss Lin clearly has an enviable family background. As the eldest lady of Jingtai Group (Lin's), she is the only one. His heir is worth more than 100 million yuan, and he can live without worrying about food and clothing even if he doesn’t work. It is said that Miss Lin has given up her inheritance rights and broke with her father Lin Youyuan. The Lin Group has not yet issued an official statement. I wonder if this is true. , Or Miss Lin's consistent hype?"

"It's true. I wish that old thing would die sooner." Lin Fan felt that the chair of the Public Security Bureau panicked and twisted, making it uncomfortable to sit, so he had to sit up straight again.

Everyone turned back.

The fat man wiped his glasses on his clothes: "Lin Wei, who often reverses the case for suspects and is listed as "Public Enemy No. 1" by the Binhai Provincial Public Security Bureau?"

The other party held his chin and nodded slightly, seeing that there were so many amorous feelings in the past.

The boy who had just read the book swallowed and stroked the piece of paper in his pocket: "It is said that Lin Wei, who has a messy private life and has three boyfriends at the same time?"

"Ang?" The lady stretched out her slender fingers and shook: "It's four."

The only female police officer in the technical investigation kept Qi Liuhai, wearing glasses that were heavier than the bottom of a beer bottle, and manually slammed her chin up because of surprise.

"The wealthy family spends money like dirt...Lin Wei?"

Miss Lin didn't bother to answer this question, and Xiao Xiao yawned.

There was a burst of stars in the policewoman's eyes. At this moment, Lin was tired of walking RMB and money printing machine in her eyes.

"Alright, I'm done with the question, who will take me to the locker room, where is the bathroom?"

Three people rushed up at the same time: "I, I, I come!"

"Why are you here! Did you go in the women's locker room?!"

"Sister, elder sister, then I will carry the bag for you, no one is sitting at this table, I will clean it for you."

The fat man twisted his face: "Lin... Forensic Doctor Lin, are you hungry... This is the bun I didn't finish eating in the morning..."

Lin Fan turned his head, with a smile on his face, showing a beautiful and radiant appearance.

Before the fat man was immersed in such tenderness, her thin lips lightly opened, and she coldly spit out the word "roll".

In the silence, the fat man's glass heart broke, and the boy patted his shoulder sympathetically, and hurriedly packed his things for Lin Mi.

"Oh, Team Song, what's the matter?" Song Yuhang changed his clothes and came out. Before the air-conditioning was on, the room was still a little stuffy, so he only wore a light blue short-sleeved uniform, showing his arms. Large bruises.

From the elbow to the entire forearm, the blood stains have dried up, and dust and gravel are embedded in it and not picked out. It looks a bit shocking.

It's the scar that the old man wiped on the ground just now.

She took a paper towel and wiped it hastily, without frowning: "It's okay, a little hurt."

Concerned her colleague leaned over and handed her wet wipes: "Is anyone still daring to attack the police these days?"

Assault the police?

Song Yuhang thought of the woman's domineering arrogance, and bent her lower lip without any trace: "I didn't dare to attack the police, but I met a neurotic woman and hit someone—"

"Hey, don't mention it, you Jiangcheng is really congested. Early in the morning, I encountered two neuroses on the way out early in the morning and ran into my car like a fatal—"

A familiar voice came from the door.

Everyone turned their heads, glanced at Song Yuhang and turned to the door.

Criminal investigators are extremely sensitive, and Jiang Cheng is only a little bit bigger, and he is a little eager to try.

I saw the neurotic woman in the Song team stepping in with seven-centimeter high heels. The poorly fitted police uniform was worn loosely on her body. The top button was not fastened, revealing the snow-white skin and thin collarbone, and her ears were studded with one. A small earring that cannot be named.

The head of the criminal investigation detachment followed: "Comrades, let me introduce you to everyone. This is the newcomer Lin Fan, the forensic doctor Lin. Presumably her name has already been heard by everyone."

Someone almost fell off the chair without sitting firmly.

Song Yuhang's expression flashed unnaturally, touched his nose, and a little policeman stabbed her in the arm: "Hey, Team Song, isn't she the crazy woman you're talking about?"

Lin Fan's lips raised his brows with a smile and looked over, "What a coincidence, I touched porcelain."

The ill-informed people behind the back were exposed, and Song Yuhang didn't have too much expression. The embarrassment came and went faster, and even took the initiative to reach out.

"It's not that you are speeding. Hello, Forensic Doctor Lin, Deputy Captain of Criminal Investigation Detachment, Song Yuhang."

Taking the initiative to report your name and position is a good deal.

Lin Fan didn't plan to shake hands with her to make peace, and nodded slightly.

The scene returned to death again, and Song Yuhang took the injured arm back, as if he had been used to this kind of scene, and walked aside to do other things.

The head of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the City Bureau is a man in his early forties. He is slightly fat and his hairline has started to rise. He looks like a slick businessman rather than a policeman.

At this moment, he gave a dry cough to relieve the atmosphere: "Then, let's introduce yourself."

The fat man first walked up and shook hands: "Well...Lin forensic doctor, my name is Zheng Chengrui. I graduated from computer science and I am currently a technician of the Technical Investigation Division of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau."

Originally, technical investigation and network security should be in two different departments, but they have few network security personnel and can't recruit any good talents, so they are simply merged into one department and can save an office.

Lin Yan didn't even bother to pick his brows.

The fat man was acquainted and walked away dejectedly.

It was the same boy who just stepped up in great spirits and raised his hand to salute: "Duan Cheng, a forensic doctor in the Criminal Science and Technology Investigation Division of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau!"

After he eloquently talked for such a long period of time, Lin Wei began to sharpen his nails.

In the end, the policewoman walked up with a twist, and saluted: "Fang Xin, the trace inspector of the Technical Investigation Division, will report to you."

In terms of position, Lin Fan is the chief prosecutor. She is right to call it that way, but the eldest lady has always been an indifferent temperament, and she lazily raised her brows as a response.

Others also introduced themselves one after another. There were many people in the room, but Lin Wei didn't remember a few.

But the woman, named the deputy team, was sitting in an inconspicuous position in the corner, as quiet as the name suggests, like the blue sky and white clouds slowly flowing outside the window.

If you haven't seen her hand.

"Wait, I'm the only forensic doctor in technical investigation?" Lin Fan turned his gaze and looked at the crooked melons and cracked dates sitting around him.

Zhang Jinhai coughed lightly: "There is also a chief forensic physician who just passed away not long ago, and it was a while before the organization..."

"..."

Forget it, she shouldn't ask, she has never seen a municipal public security bureau that can be so shabby, it looks like a grass-roots team that was temporarily set up in a town on the eighteenth line.