My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"They have already touched Guo Xiaoguang's line." Listening to the voice coming from the receiver, the man closed his eyebrows with his fingers, and before a moment, he put his hand down as if he had made a major decision.

"Destroy the evidence and do it cleanly."

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Guo Xiaoguang moved in the tables and chairs outside the store, looked around with his head, and saw that there were not many people on the street, so he moved the sign in and closed the rolling shutter.

Only a dimly greasy light bulb was lit in the room. The old man was sitting on the bed, leaning on a cane next to him.

This bedroom converted from a utility room is narrow and cramped, and next to the kitchen, there is not much room for people to sit. Song Yuhang packed out a cardboard box, took off his coat on the mat, and let Lin Fan sit down. Then stand.

In order to make the transcript formal and reliable, she took out the recording pen and first showed her identity.

"Hello, I am Song Yuhang, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. Next to me is Lin Wei, the chief prosecutor of the Technical Investigation Division of the Municipal Bureau. He was also a classmate of the deceased in the Fenyang Wharf Broken Body Case. I promise us The entire conversation will be taped, open and transparent, and we will properly keep this evidence, and will not use it for other purposes except as evidence in court."

When the old man heard her saying that Lin Fan was a classmate of the deceased, his lips moved, and tears suddenly rolled out of the blind part of his eyes.

"Fourteen years...Fourteen years...I finally waited for this day..."

"Mom, mom, don't get excited." Guo Xiaoguang sat on the bed, wiping away tears for his adoptive mother with the back of his hand.

Song Yuhang squatted down and held her hand: "You have worked so hard. Slowly learn what you know and tell us everything. We will return Zhu Yong's innocence."

The old man trembled his hands and wiped out tears: "Brother Yong...Brother Yong was wronged... It is impossible for him to kill anyone..."

Song Yuhang and Lin Wei looked at each other: "How do you say this?"

When asked about this, the old man's face showed a little embarrassment, but in order to find out the truth, she also gave up on this old face.

"At the time...you police all said that Brother Yong was retaliating for murder, because...because the deceased's father killed his wife, so, that's why he killed his daughter..."

The old man shook his head, his voice hoarse: "No, no...Brother Yong and Brother Yong have long missed his wife's death, but he has never had the courage...He is such a cowardly person... He usually talks about killing pigs for a long time... How is it possible to kill someone?"

Guo Xiaoguang's eyes were also a little red: "The police, media, lawyers at the time...no one wanted to listen to us. My dad was beaten into a murderer. He had high blood pressure himself, and it didn't take long for him to enter the detention center. He died of a cerebral hemorrhage."

Lin Fan looked at him with a little thoughtful look: "You and your biological mother..."

Guo Xiaoguang moved his throat and closed his eyes. Now that he thinks about it, he still feels painful.

"She is not worthy to be a mother."

In Guo Xiaoguang's intermittent narration, a somewhat deformed and embarrassing love in that era under the oppression of the world surfaced.

Zhu Yong and Guo Yuezhen were childhood sweethearts who grew up in the same village. They came to a big city to work together. They had settled for a lifetime, but they married someone they didn't love.

Guo Yuezhen was arranged by her family to marry a rich squire in the same village with a few dollars. She was a round older than her and was still a widower.

When Zhu Yong hurried home, the rice was already raw and cooked.

He ran to **** his relatives and was slapped back by his father: "What's the use of following Yuezhen in your heartlessness! The same poor! I tell you, don't go out this time when you come back, stay at home honestly, your mother helps You have found several girls, all from well-off families, and the dowry alone is enough for you to drink a pot!"

In this way, the two young people who fell in love fell apart.

After marriage, Guo Yuezhen followed her husband to live in the city, Zhu Yong also married another woman, and the couple went to work in the city together.

Relying on his skills in the slaughterhouse, Zhu Yong opened a meat shop in the vegetable market, and he got up and started greedy for life every day.

His wife is also Guo Xiaoguang’s biological mother. She is a selfish and mean woman. She was able to marry him purely because he was fancy to his honest and cowardly work. The hard-earned money Zhu Yong made was sent to her family, and the rest was given to her, woman With the money and a few little sisters I knew in the hair salon, I ran to gamble, but stayed there and didn't go home. Until Zhu Yong ran to her place of work to find her, and witnessed her and a man with his own eyes, Zhu Yong asked for a divorce in a fit of anger, only to find that she was pregnant at this time.

The woman cried and begged him. Zhu Yong was originally a weak and uninspiring man. What's more, a woman has nothing to do with other than attracting bees and butterflies, and she will send money to her home on time every month. In the countryside, filial piety to her parents is the greatest virtue.

Zhu Yong plans to wait until the child is born to see if it is his own, and divorce if not.

When the child was born, when the male doll hugged his fingers softly, and looked at the weak woman lying on the bed, Zhu Yong suddenly reluctant to leave.

At that time, he firmly believed that everything will be fine, life will be fine, and women will be back on track. They are a family of three and He Meimei.

But the good times didn’t last long, the country was easy to change, and the nature was hard to change. When a woman had a good body, she went out to spend a lot of time and drink. Only when she had no money would she ran home. After seeing the city’s feasting and feasting, she became more distracted by Zhu Yong’s honesty A cowardly man with no money.

The big money she bought, and the price of opening a bottle of wine was enough for them to live on for a month.

In his childhood, Guo Xiaoguang was often carried on his back by his father and went to sell meat with him.

When Zhu Yong was too busy to come, he crawled on the ground alone, not knowing whether he could eat it, picked up the broken bones and raw pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Eh, a child can't eat raw food, how can you give him this?!"

By chance, Guo Yuezhen came to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, patted the raw meat from his hand, and also patted him on the back, also digging out the mouth.

Fate made the two young men meet again.

Love didn't wear off much.

Zhu Yong's sense of responsibility to his family is true, and he deeply suppressed his love for Guo Yuezhen.

But as everyone knows, the more depressing things, the more amazing the power that erupts.

They did it anyway, each betrayed the family, biting each other, and perpetually sinking in the pleasure of betrayal.

In Guo Xiaoguang’s childhood, his mother hit and scolded him, and did not return to the family because of his birth. Instead, he felt that he was a burden, which delayed her spending time with those men, because the woman who had given birth was worthless. .

I don't know which time, or many times, Guo Xiaoguang called her mother outside, and the woman slapped him on the face and beat him up with a nosebleed.

"Don't call me mom, I don't have a son like you, you are as unpromising as your dad!"

Gradually, he stopped barking.

Sometimes Zhu Yong went to sell meat and left him alone at home, and the woman would bring all kinds of men back and let him guard the door and watch for them.

The little child was barefoot and ragged, squatting at the door of the dilapidated wooden house, widening his eyes and watching the pedestrians passing by.

After a long time, the neighbor who had something good saw him coming out, and he grinned and said, "Oh, it's open again."

Guo Xiaoguang couldn't understand, and when he was older, he could understand, but hoped that he would never understand.

Sometimes a woman gets a lot of money, and when she feels good, she will give him a few cents to buy bubble gum to eat.

Most of the time, the anger and torture she suffered from other men was thrown on him.

Three or four-year-old children are unsteady and stumbled on foot. Guo Xiaoguang wants to pour her footwashing water, pour out the water after washing her body, and sweep the floor with a broom taller than him. Take a rag to wipe the table, roll up her sleeves and wash her socks and underwear.

If he feels unsatisfactory, the woman will press his head into the basin and scream at him when he hits on the washboard.

It was still a nightmare day when Guo Xiaoguang talked about it. Guo Xiaoguang got more and more breathless, and tightened the cloth on his knees. Guo Yuezhen felt his son's hand and clenched it, an old wrinkled hand and a young one. Hands clasped tightly together.

In those darkest days, there was only Guo Yuezhen, this father’s mistress, because she loved the house and Wu, she would treat him nicely and smile at him, and she would also take out money from her already strenuous living expenses to buy him sweets. He patted the dirt off his body and spoke to him in a low voice.

Children don't actually understand, whoever treats him well, he will instinctively rely on others.

Once Guo Yuezhen passed by his door after buying vegetables. He saw him squatting in the yard and playing in the mud in the cold winter and asked him "Why didn't you go in?"

He sullenly replied: "Mum won't let me in."

Guo Xiaoguang had more pity in his eyes: "Are you hungry, child?"

He nodded: "Hungry."

Guo Yuezhen pulled out the steamed buns he had just bought from the basket, which was still warm, and handed one to him.

It happened to be seen by the woman who came back after drinking and fought, but fortunately, Zhu Yong also rushed back in time.

That was the first time Guo Xiaoguang saw his father's temper so bad. It was also the first time that he had put up his hands on a woman in so many years, and he pushed a man to the ground.

"Get a divorce!"

The woman burst into tears, and at this time she was reluctant to leave. Although Zhu Yongqiong was a little poor, he treated her very well and never said a word.

Not only was the woman unwilling to leave, she threatened to tell her home parents if they got divorced, so that they would return the dowry, so that all the residents in the neighborhoods of eight miles and eight villages would know that Zhu Yong had abandoned her, and she was a wretched man!

He also said that he would take his son to jump into the river, even if he drowned, he would not leave seeds for the Zhu family.

That night, Guo Xiaoguang looked through the small hole in the wooden board of the back room. His father was sitting on the bed with his back facing his mother smoking.

The woman is asleep.

The man got up and took out the pig-killing knife from the kitchen.

The back of him holding the knife high was cast on the mosquito net.

Guo Xiaoguang slumped on the ground in fright.

But the knife was not cut after all.

In Zhu Yong, Guo Xiaoguang witnessed the weakest and most kind side of a man.

He obeyed the instructions of his parents and the matchmaker, married a woman he didn't love, endured the green hat for many years, and could not protect his children from violence, but when he was driven to desperation, he put down the butcher knife.

How could such an honest, weak, incompetent and soft-eared person make such a cruel and inhuman act?

Guo Xiaoguang didn't believe that he was killed.

If Zhu Yong had such courage, it would not be Chen Chunan who died many years ago, but his unqualified mother.

Guo Xiaoguang said, closing his eyes, two rows of clear tears rolled out, he quickly wiped off the back of his hand, and sniffed.

"She did not divorce her like this... how could he kill people for revenge? To say something that shouldn't be said, we are relieved when she is dead..."

As for her death, it was really a real accident. Chen Chunan’s father went to buy meat, just when the woman came back and asked Zhu Yong for money. Zhu Yong said he wanted her to wait a while, go to the bathroom by himself, and begged her for help. Look at the shop.

The woman responded impatiently, because Liang Qian had an argument with Chen Chunan's father, and then it developed into a personal attack. Chen Chunan's father gave each other a hand.

The woman took the first hand of the pig-killing knife, but the man didn't cut it and was snatched by the knife.

She rushed forward again: "You pierce, you pierce, bah, have the ability to pierce here!"

Then I don't know if she was dragged by her or Chen Chunan's father hadn't stood firmly at his feet, so the white knife went in and the red knife came out.

Chu Nan never mentioned this to her in the past, and Lin Fan didn't ask. This was the first time she heard about her father's murder.

How should I put it, Lin Wei is a bit, a bit...

She closed her eyes slightly, her breathing became a little unstable, and her right hand clenched into a fist.

It's not worth it for Chunan's father, it's not worth it for Guo Xiaoguang, and it's not worth it for Chunan to be called the "child of a murderer" for so many years.

Song Yuhang did not avoid being close to her because of outsiders. He walked up to her and pushed the person into his arms. Lin Tired of her waist, sucked his nose twice, and quickly pushed her away. .

"I'm fine, go ahead."

Song Yuhang wrote down what they said: "So, after your father died, did you live with Guo Yuezhen?"

Guo Xiaoguang nodded, patted his mother's hand again, and smiled with tears: "Well, if it weren't for my mother, I would have starved to death by now."

Lin Fan still had some doubts: "Old lady, don't you have any children?"

Guo Yuezhen shook her head, with a trace of regret on her face: "I haven't been pregnant since I got married. At first, I thought my husband was getting older. Then I went to the hospital for an investigation. My husband's family also disliked me and kicked me out of the house. Fortunately, Brother Yong doesn't dislike it. After his death, Xiaoguang and I will depend on each other."

Song Yuhang sighed a little, and he didn't know whether Zhu Yong met Guo Yuezhen, whether it was fortunate or unfortunate.

But one thing, there is no doubt that Guo Xiaoguang met Guo Yuezhen, it must be his greatest fortune.

"Old lady, Xiaoguang, think about it again, is there anything that proves Zhu Yong's innocence? The fact that he has no motive for committing the crime can't clear his suspicion."

Song Yuhang did not affect his judgment because of his emotions, but calmly and clearly raised the difficulties.

Guo Xiaoguang shook his head sadly: "If I had my dad, I wouldn't have died in the detention center."

The two looked at each other, and Lin Fan changed his way of thinking and asked him: "In 1994, the night started on June 15, where is your dad?"

Guo Xiaoguang recalled for a while, looking straight into their eyes and replied: "He has been at home and has never gone out."

"Can you guarantee it?" Song Yuhang frowned and looked at him, feeling that the case was getting more and more confusing.

The other party raised **** together and swore: "I am willing to take legal responsibility for what I said. If there is a lie, I will not die."

Lin Fan looked at him: "I believe you."

Guo Xiaoguang scratched his head, and when she heard her say this, a smile appeared on his face, but he frowned quickly again. It was obvious that he would still feel uncomfortable when he said this.

"He usually ends work from the vegetable market at 5:30, rides a tricycle home for an hour to pick me up from school, and then cooks my dinner, he chops pig grass to feed the pigs, and looks for piglets to be slaughtered the next day. Get up to work when it's light, there's no time for that."

The old man also opened his mouth tremblingly, with tears shining in his muddy eyes: "You...If you don't believe me, I can also testify. I went to pick up Xiaoguang from school that day..."

Song Yuhang was sensitively aware of the unusualness in her words: "Why did you pick him up?"

"Because my dad lost the tricycle and walked back." Guo Xiaoguang replied, "I was impressed because I waited a long time at school, and I was hungry. Aunt Guo went to deliver food to my house during the usual dinner time and found that the light was not turned on. There was no one at the door, thinking that something had happened, so I ran to the school to pick me up."

The recording pen flickered, and Song Yuhang also took a pen and paper to write down their conversation without a word.

It's a coincidence that this car was lost.

Lin Wei: "When did you lose it?"

Guo Xiaoguang thought for a while: "The night before the incident. In the early hours of June 15th, my dad got up to kill the pigs and the car disappeared. It was the cart I borrowed from my neighbor and he transported the pork to the market with him."

After the two of them are together, there will always be occasions when they unconsciously meet. Lin Nian glanced at her, Song Yuhang freed up a hand and grabbed her palm into his hand, freeing her nails that were deep in the flesh, and just grabbed it and placed it on his knee.

Lin Nian struggled for a while and didn't break away, sulking.

Guo Xiaoguang watched their series of actions, which was too intimate: "You guys..."

A smile appeared on the corners of Song Yuhang's lips, and his hand was still not loose: "That's what you saw. Tell me about the case. Did you call the police if the car was lost?"

"It was reported. My dad reported it that afternoon when he came back from the market. The police said that it was not a valuable property, and it was not possible to get it back because of black lights. He just posted a note and left."

"Who knows that three days later, on the 18th, the police came again. I thought they were here to deliver the car. They pushed my dad to the ground and said he was suspected of committing a major crime..." Guo Xiaoguang said here, and no longer talked about it. Not going anymore, Song Yuhang pulled a tissue to him.

"Sorry, let you remember these sad things again, but please trust us, you will not be in vain all the suffering you have suffered over the years, I will definitely let your dad—"

"Injustice and snow."

"Injustice and snow."

The two fists met, and Song Yuhang made a solemn promise to him in the manner of a man and as a policeman.

Before signing the transcript, Guo Xiaoguang knelt down again, swearing sincerely to the recording pen on the table, and he reiterated it again.

"I, Guo Xiaoguang, swear that everything I say is true. I am willing to take legal responsibility for what I said. If there is a lie, I will be struck by lightning, and I will not die."

After that, he picked up his pen, wrote his name, and pressed his fingerprints.

The old lady also groped and walked over with a cane. Lin Nian supported her, picked up the ink pad, and handed it to her.

The old lady pressed it down hard, her fingertips sinking deeply into the ink.

She trembled her lips, and under the guidance of Song Yuhang, she also pressed the bright red fingerprints on the white paper and black letters.

When she got up, she couldn't hold it anymore, and two rows of tears rolled out, and she was about to kneel down and knock her head while holding Song Yuhang's arm.

"Please... please... I must... I must return Brother Yong's innocence... and Xiaoguang's innocence... I hold on to this old bone, and I will not wait until the day when the truth comes to light.

The old man wailed, and Guo Xiaoguang held the person up and wiped her tears.

"Mom, what are you doing, what are you doing, forget how blind your eyes are? The doctor said you can't cry, you can't cry..."

Lin tired of being unbearable, but still remembered another thing.

She took out her business card from her purse and handed it over: "You can't live here anymore. You will move at dawn tomorrow. This is my business card. Take this to Fangyue Cleaning Company. They will give you a new one. Work and housing."

Guo Xiaoguang looked at this gilded business card and hesitated: "You guys..."

Lin Fan squeezed it into his hand, "Let you hold it, mother-in-law!"

Song Yuhang also left his phone to him: "When you have difficulties, when you encounter danger, call this phone. I will definitely help you as much as I can."

Their solemnity made Guo Xiaoguang feel uneasy.

"Is there something to solve the case—"

Song Yuhang shook his head: "I can't tell you anything now. You have to remember that we came here today for a trip. We just happened to have a meal with you and helped you solve a few rogues and then left. Nothing happened."

"What you said to me today is rotten in your stomach, and you must never leak it to others, otherwise—"

She paused for a moment, shuddering at the unfinished words.

Guo Xiaoguang got goose bumps and felt numb in his heart, but he also nodded solemnly and clenched the business card firmly.

"Okay, don't worry, I won't let the next person know about the things you have been here. This is the secret between us."

"As long as I can exchange my dad's innocence, I am not afraid, I can do anything."

Lin Fan got up and said, "Then we will say goodbye, you guys..."

Her gaze flicked across the young man's face and the old woman's wrinkled face one by one.

"Take care."

"Take care."

Guo Xiaoguang sent them out, and when the rolling shutter was about to be closed, he took the packed lunch out of the kitchen.

"Here, Tangshui, didn't you say that you have to pack a copy and take it away? I wondered, I can't do this job. This may be the last one I made. You like it and give it to you."

"Now, it's not necessarily the last one. Your craftsmanship is still pretty good. When the case is settled, come to Lin's to cook. I still lack a Cantonese chef.

She didn't know at that time, Guo Xiaoguang said that the last one was actually the last one.

Lin Fei was startled, and took it with a grin. After the rolling shutter was closed, he stuffed a pile of money into the gap underneath.

She always looks cynical, she often speaks wildly, her tongue is bright and lotus, most of the time she is indifferent, paranoid and sharp, and she always speaks and does things a little bit mean.

Thanks to Song Yuhang's long stay with her, I can see the softness and kindness wrapped in this hard shell.

She pulled the person up: "Let's go, let's find a place to sleep."

It was cold in winter, Lin Fan put his hands into her jacket pockets to warm her, and stroked her palms with her nails.

"Open the house?"

Song Yuhang tilted his head to look at her and felt the joints curled up in his palms. It was inevitable that she would hold the bedsheets so hard and in vain when the love was strong.

"Let’s go, couples still have big beds? With or without bathtub, or outdoors—"

She took her shoulders and smiled meaningfully, exhaling blue in her ears, but she said yes.

"Don't look back, keep going, have you brought your ID card?"

Lin Fan's eyes instantly cooled down.

"Take it."

"Separate the intersection in front, and each find a hotel to check in, and then contact me after half an hour."

Song Yuhang grabbed the palm of her hand: "Be careful of everything."

Lin Fan nodded, and a bus just stopped to drop off passengers.

When the green light comes on again, there will be no one at the intersection.

The man in black who was following dropped the headset: "Fuck, he lost it again!"