My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

The car Lin Wei drove today was a high-end BMW M series. The strong power almost instantly caused the value on the dashboard to soar. The engine roared and rushed out with a "boom".

"No, she's going to run away, chase!" The black car behind her also increased its horsepower, chasing her.

Lin Fei glanced at Song Yuhang: "Grasp it firmly."

As soon as she finished her voice, she drifted through a sharp bend with a beautiful tail flick of 180 degrees. The tires made a sour sound and a white line was rubbed on the ground.

Song Yuhang retched twice, screaming: "Fuck, can you give me some hints before turning next time."

Lin Nian blew his whistle happily, and the hair on his forehead fluttered: "It's a reminder, it's because you didn't grasp it firmly."

Song Yuhang glanced back through the rearview mirror, and the car behind him also passed a sharp bend with a beautiful drift, firmly sticking behind them.

"It seems that the driving of special vehicles is good. Since you can't get rid of it, what do you want to do?"

The mountain road is quiet and narrow, with signs on both sides of the road: Accident-prone areas, please drive carefully.

Lin Wei's eyes suddenly burst into a ruthlessness: "If you can't get rid of it, then..."

Song Yuhang watched her pull down the handbrake and kicked the clutch to the bottom. Before the word "I fuck" came out, the body slammed, the rear wheels lost their grip, and the rear of the car slipped quickly. He shook his ears, trying to slap the black car into the cliff.

The vehicles squeezed against each other with a sharp sound, the engine roared, and the car body sparked on the stone wall.

At the critical moment, the black car reacted quickly, knowing that it would be hit by Lin Wei on the rock and the whole vehicle would roll over and die without burial. He simply broke the cauldron and sunk to maximize the horsepower, and the value on the dashboard instantly soared to 300km/hour. One foot stepped on the accelerator, and a way out between Shek Pik and Lin Wei's car squeeze.

The rocks rolled down, the paint on the black car's body peeled off one after another, and it got stuck in a wonderful cornering angle and entered the tunnel in a "dragon wagging tail" posture.

If Lin Fan didn't brake in time, he would hit the concrete wall outside the tunnel straight ahead, causing the car to crash and death.

"Damn it." She sipped fiercely, with only one thought in her mind: You can't die, Song Yuhang is still sitting in this car.

There was cold sweat on the hands holding the steering wheel.

Song Yuhang did not urge her, the wall in her pupils grew wider and wider, she swallowed and looked at Lin Nian.

Lin Nang panted quickly, hitting the steering wheel violently, and the rear of the car scratched an arc against the stone wall. The tires separated from the main road, crushing the low grass along the way to pieces.

Song Yuhang knew that at this time, it was too late whether it was stepping on the brakes or relying on its own engine and speed to reduce the grip. At the very moment, she completed a beautiful side slip with the professionalism of a top rider.

At the moment of the collision, Lin Nian's heart beat like a drum, and the airbag bounced out. She slammed a steering wheel to the left, the body was thrown out, and she entered the tunnel at a strange angle.

With a "boom", the hood was hit by gravity and hit the windshield. Song Yuhang's eyes went black, and he was pierced by the fluorescent lights in the tunnel.

"Are you okay?"

Her call came from my ear.

Song Yuhang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her firmly: "It's okay, how about you?"

Big beads of sweat leaked from Lin Fan's forehead: "It's okay."

After this catastrophe, both cars were seriously damaged, and Lin Nang bit each other like a beast, vowing not to stop.

The other party also tried hard to stop her, squeezing the stone wall all the way, bumping and crushing, sparks came out of the tunnel like lightning.

Lin Nian wanted to accelerate, but was overtaken by someone to block her way. She stepped on the brake and the other party was chasing after her, which was extremely cunning.

Out of the tunnel, there was another sharp bend visible to the naked eye, and Song Yuhang played the role of an observer.

"Be careful, there is a hole in the road a hundred meters ahead, five from the right, full oil."

Lin Tied to understand, he slapped the steering wheel to the right, and brushed the edge of the hole.

That car did the same, biting her at the rear.

"It can't go on like this, they are everywhere in the city, and when we meet the traffic police, we are completely exposed."

The people in the black car discussed.

The man in the driver's seat covered his face and gritted his teeth: "Sit down, I'm going to hit."

The accomplices grabbed the armrest on the top of the carriage.

The next moment the engine roared, and the body slammed out.

The white BMW leaped into the sky, and a momentary sense of weightlessness struck, and the numbers on the dashboard flew randomly.

The alarm went off.

Lin Wei gritted his teeth and pulled on the handbrake in time. The good performance of the sports car made the rear wheel quickly land on the ground, grasped the ground firmly, and prevented the body from sliding off the road.

Less than a centimeter next to it is the abyss, and the sea level is shimmering.

Song Yuhang's heart beats like a drum, leaning on the seat and panting.

Seeing through the broken rearview mirror that the car had hit it again.

She felt tight in her heart: "Lin Wei?!"

Lin got tired of it, and quickly reversed, the tires rubbing against the ground, emitting dazzling sparks.

The adrenaline soared with the value on the dashboard.

The sky was faintly visible in the distance, and strong sunlight came in through the windshield.

"The road is gone."

Lin Fan turned his head to look at her, "Are you afraid?"

Song Yuhang grabbed her hand holding the joystick, and wrapped the back of her hand: "Don't be afraid, we will jump together if you say jump."

"Okay." Lin Nian turned his head and looked straight ahead, watching the road narrower and narrower to the end.

Those people who want the evidence from them will surely kill them. Rather than just sit and wait for death, it is better to let them go.

She accelerates, and the black car is bound to follow her and hit her. The man's driving skills are comparable to hers.

At this time, whoever is more cruel, wants the other party to die without a place to bury him.

So knowing that it was a dead end, she drove up without hesitation.

She relied on her own technology, Song Yuhang's determination to live and die with her, and relied on her superb performance.

Ordinary racing cars may not have such a good grip. Under inertia, it is not certain who will die.

Lin Yan's lips twitched slightly. Song Yuhang held her hand and changed gears together with her. The horsepower drove to the maximum, and the white car flew towards the cliff like an arrow from the string.

The black car was blocked by her, and it was too late to step on the brakes.

The numbers on the dashboard were tumbling, and the pointer suddenly went up and down. He stepped on the brake with one foot, but there was no response, and he slammed a few more feet, completely failing.

With cold sweat on his forehead, the man in black screamed: "Jump!"

The road has come to an end, and the doors on both sides opened at the same time.

The hands held by Song Yuhang and Lin Wei quickly separated, and the two figures rolled out separately.

"Bang!" The two cars smashed into each other violently. Before the co-pilot of the black car had time to jump out, he was swallowed by the tongue of flame that rose instantly.

The tires squeezed against each other, rubbed white lines on the ground, and rolled over to the sea level without a trace.

Only the parts scattered on the ground and the gasoline spilled from the fuel tank are still burning with black smoke, which shows what a tragic contest this is.

The parabola under the high-speed inertia directly slapped the person towards the ground. Lin Fan rolled a few times before landing on the back of his head, his eyes were dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was carried in her hand, and her sharp blade got stuck in her neck.

Man in black: "Give me your bag."

His voice was hoarse, fierce and cruel, and he was wounded, with blood flowing on one leg.

Song Yuhang got up from the ground, his clothes were mostly torn, his head was bloodied, and his hands were raised.

"Don't touch her!"

The man in black held Lin Wei and screamed, "Give me your bag, and I will let her go!"

Lin Nian gasped hard and looked up at her: "Don't, leave me alone, go!"

Song Yuhang was holding the backpack in one hand, looking at her, and then at the murderous eyes of the man in black, and the knife on her neck that could cut her throat at any time. Tears leaked from his eyes and moved his lips.

"Lin Wei..."

The man in black screamed: "Don't come over, stand back! Give me what you have in your hand, otherwise, otherwise..."

He paused twice, and the whole person sank into a somewhat mad state. The blade entered two inches into the skin, blood oozing out, and dripping down the collar.

"I killed her!"

Song Yuhang lost his voice and exclaimed: "No!"

"Song Yuhang!" Lin Nian struggled with red eyes, watching her silently lower her head, stretched out her right hand, and motioned for him to take the backpack and let go.

A smile appeared on the corners of the lips of the man in black: "Very well, throw it over."

"You release people first, otherwise how do I know if you will tear up the ticket."

"I count to three and put them together."

"One."

"two."

Song Yuhang swallowed, watching Lin Fan's eyes overflow with sadness, and looked away with a bit of unbearableness.

As long as Lin Nian can live, she is willing to do anything.

"Song Yuhang, look at me! You have to hand over the evidence that you found with great difficulty to others and the murderers?! How are you willing?! How can you bear it?! I don’t want to cherish my death, help me get revenge, take revenge!"

Not waiting for the number of people in black to reach three, Lin Fan finished hoarsely, closed his eyes slightly, and slammed into the sharp blade.

"No!"

Song Yuhang flew forward and rushed over.

At the moment, the man in black withdrew the knife, and a hand knife hit her on the back of her neck, pushing the person out. At the same time, he grabbed the backpack in Song Yuhang's hand, limped up and ran.

The roar of the motorcycle faintly heard in the distance, and stopped in front of him with a "boom". The rider couldn't see his face clearly while wearing a helmet.

"Get in the car quickly."

The man in black gritted his teeth and looked back, grabbed his backpack and jumped into the car. Before he could sit firmly, the driver unscrewed the accelerator and left.

Song Yuhang hugged Lin Fei, clutched the wound on her neck, buried in her neck and choked.

Feeling hot tears falling into the socket of her neck, the person who had closed her eyes suddenly opened, with a smile on her lips, pushing her head up.

"Didn't you say you are ready to act? Why are you crying?"

Song Yuhang wiped his tears: "Seeing you hurt, my true feelings are revealed."

"Come on, hypocritical." Lin Fan sat up from her arms, wiped his neck with his hand, and hissed lightly.

Blood is real blood, but pain is also real pain.

Song Yuhang pulled out the bandage from the pocket on the arm of his coat and wrapped it up for her.

"Don't move, we have to go to the hospital. I'm really scared to see the knife rest on your neck. I don't want to play this kind of scene again."

Lin Nian raised her head and let her move.

Song Yuhang asked, "By the way, where did you hide the U disk?"

She didn't even let the man in black find it out, and she guarded the backpack to death. She didn't forget to take it with her when she was alive and dead, so she naturally became the target.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's lips, and he pulled it out of his underwear: "This is it."

Song Yuhang looked down, his mouth twitched: "..."

Sure enough, is this the benefit of being big breasts?

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Not far from the motorbike, it turned onto a secluded trail and shuttled among the mountains and forests.

The man in black looked at the lush woods behind him, and said in his heart: It's safe.

Before he could breathe, the driver stepped on the brake and stopped in the pile of fallen leaves.

He gave the person in front of him: "What are you doing here? Keep driving!"

The driver turned around, his face expressionless under the helmet.

The man in black was surprised.

The loud gunshot blasted away the resting sparrow in the forest.

Spots of blood were sprinkled on the fallen leaves.

There is a sharp hole in the black man's forehead.

The driver pulled the backpack from his arms.

The top of the mountain.

There is wine on the hood of the sports car.

The man was slowly tasting with a goblet, enjoying the winter sun.

"Master, I got the things."

As the driver said, he inserted the U disk into the computer, and the audio popped up, and he started a little excited.

"Xiao, Xiaoerlang, go to school with that schoolbag on his back, not afraid of the sun, nor the wind and rain..."

The driver turned pale for a moment, went to flip the backpack he picked up, and pulled out a piece of paper that was blank, and turned to the back to take a look.

A few words: Haha, are you a pig?

He knelt down with a plop: "Master, I'm sorry, Master..."

And the song is still singing: "I'm afraid that the gentleman scolds me for being lazy and has no face to see my parents--"

The man gradually squeezed the goblet, his face darkened, and he brushed the computer to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

"Damn, I was tricked again."

"Master, master, give me another chance, master—" the driver wailed, and was quickly lifted up by a few entourages.

A metal box opened, and the staff in gloves, suits and leather shoes took out the syringe, extracted a large amount of blue liquid from the suction bottle, and approached him step by step.

The old man rode his cane and passed by the convulsive, convulsive, and foamy rider.

"Look, I'm talking about it, she's not that easy to deal with, she's very cunning."

The man drank the wine in one sip and threw the glass on the hood.

"You are still showing affection to her, that is, you have no way out of your own future, and our goods will soon be on the market. When the time comes, the inexhaustible money will be inexhaustible, and it will be inexhaustible, so why not find a good one? What about women."

The old man stood side by side with him, bathing in the sunset, watching the ebb and flow of the sea level, and patted him on the shoulder.

The face carved like a knife and an axe actually looked a bit like him.

"You are still young. When you reach my age, you will understand that in this world, what kind of brotherhood is deep, affectionate, and love is all dung in front of the so-called money."

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Smelling the strong smell of disinfectant from the hospital, Lin Fan felt physiologically unwell and grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

"I don't want to be hospitalized, I want to go home."

Song Yuhang pushed the person down: "No, stay for a few days and then come back. It just happens that you haven't checked your body for a while. You lie down for a while and I will pay you."

Realizing that she was going to leave, Lin Nian slipped out of the bed, flew on her body, hung her neck, and tightly wrapped her waist.

Song Yuhang was afraid of falling, so he had to support her.

Lin Nian hung her body and buried her head in her neck: "I don't want to be hospitalized, I want to go home."

This time the tone softened a little, and there was a hint of coquetry.

Song Yuhang scowled: "It won't—"

Lin Fan started to sneer, this is her specialty.

"I don’t want to. You want to hospitalize me. I just hold you like this. If you have the ability, you just hold me to pay the bill, hold me to work, so that everyone in the whole world knows that we are a couple. You Song The captain is still a wife slave."

Song Yuhang was anxious and pinched the back of her neck: "It's lawless to pay it back."

Lin Yan buried his head, rubbed her neck, slowed down and begged her like a small animal seeking warmth.

"I don't want to sleep in the hospital. I feel uncomfortable and can't sleep. I want to go home, Song Yuhang, okay?"

Her head was arched around her neck, warm, and the hair brush on her face was itchy.

Whether it is the tone or the action, there is full attachment.

How could Lin Nian like this bear the heart to be rejected?

Song Yuhang sighed quietly in his heart. On the surface, she looked like a strong woman, but in fact she was a child who lacked warmth and longed for a sense of security.

She rubbed the tip of her nose and arched her head: "All right, but you have to see the doctor first, prescribe a good medicine, and say you can go home and rest, and we will go home again."

Lin Nian smiled and pecked her lips: "Okay."

Song Yuhang sent the person up and freed one hand to open the ward door.

Lin Fan was shocked: "What are you doing?!"

Song Yuhang hugged her and walked out like a child so generously.

"Didn't you say you want me to hold you like this to pay the bill?"

Lin Fei roared: "Ahhhhh, let me down, you bastard!!!"

When passers-by cast strange eyes, she suddenly muffled her voice and buried her blush in her neck, like a shy quail.

Song Yuhang laughed, pressed her head, knocked on the door of the doctor's office, and put the person on the chair.

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When I got home, the two of them hadn't eaten much for the whole day, and they were hungry.

Song Yuhang put her down to cook, Lin Wei washed his hands and moved to her side slowly.

Seeing that the person's face was still a little unkind, I guess he was still expressing dissatisfaction with her insisting on going home.

Lin Fan picked up a green vegetable: "I'll help you choose a vegetable."

Song Yuhang: "...That's the vegetable heart I just chose."

"What about this one? I'll peel it for you!"

Lin Nang aggressively picked up the cleaned cucumber and prepared to cut it.

Song Yuhang twitched the corners of his mouth and took it over: "...that's what I'm going to bring for the cold salad, peel it!"

If she was surprised by her superb skills as a swordsman, don't want to eat it tonight.

Lin Fei dragged his voice "Oh", not without loss.

Song Yuhang took a moment to look at her, the gauze wrapped around her neck was still a bit shocking.

She kept her gaze away: "If you want to help me, don't make trouble. Go and put water in the bathroom."

Lin Weichu ran away and came back.

"and then?"

Song Yuhang didn't really get angry with her, he was worried about her body, and fed her a fresh cut cucumber.

"Stay, try it, and be my guinea pig."

"I like it."

Lin tired of rubbing his hands in excitement, moving around her.

While cooking, Song Yuhang chatted with her one after another, feeding her something from time to time.

As night fell, the huge villa was brightly lit, and joy and laughter dispelled the cold of winter.

When the food was ready, Song Yuhang turned off the fire, washed his hands, and turned to hug her.

"Do you think we still have shortcomings?"

Lin Weigang gnawed a coke chicken wing, licked his hand, and looked up at her: "What's missing?"

Song Yuhang looked at her face, and his shadow was reflected in the clear pupils.

She lowered her head and smiled, facing the tip of her nose to the tip of her nose.

"Lack of a pet running around at our feet, or—"

She paused briefly: "Child."

In her scorching eyes, Lin got tired of blushing and coughed violently: "Cough, cough, cough--"

It's too early for children or something.

Song Yuhang patted her on the back, and said softly: "Don't worry, I can have my life."

Lin Fan put a lot of oil on her face, rubbed it round, then turned away.

"Want to be beautiful, old lady Dink."

Song Yuhang collapsed and hurried to chase him: "Isn't it, Lin Nian, Nian Nian, listen to me..."

When he finished eating, Lin Fan went to take a bath and soaked in the bathtub. Because his neck was injured, the water could not be exposed. He looked alive like a long-necked goose lying on the bathtub with its head drooping.

Song Yuhang smiled and took the shower gel and shampoo on the heights to her.

"Yes, Ms. Lin lie down, I'll wash your hair."

Lin Fan turned over, revealing his softest fur like a beast.

Song Yuhang squatted down, wet her hair with a shower, and rubbed her hands full of foam when the phone rang, and she turned it over.

"mom?"

Because her hands were not free, she could only press the speakerphone and put it on the stool.

Mother Song’s old voice came from the earpiece: “Yu Hang, next New Year’s Eve, let’s go home for dinner with boredom.”

Lin Fei was taken aback, turned over quickly, pulled to the edge of the bathtub, and looked at her in disbelief.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song Yuhang's lips: "Okay, Mom, I'll go tell her."

She tilted her head to look at her lover, her light brown eyes wafting with soft affection.

"Is tired of her...will go."

Wait for the phone to hang up.

Mother Song took off the reading glasses and sighed. What she had cut and extracted from the newspaper recently, all about homosexuality, was placed on the table.

She doesn't know how to surf the Internet or watch TV, so she uses the most old-fashioned way to get to know her daughter a little bit and try to understand their love.

The old man rubbed his eyes, his eyes were reddish, trembling under the dim light, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Since I'm back for dinner on New Year's Eve, I have to prepare from now on.

The vegetables that should be bought are bought in advance, and the meat that should be marinated is marinated in advance, and you can eat it when you cook it in the pot.

After all, this is the first time that Lin Wei has come to the house as Song Yuhang's girlfriend, so it's better to be more grand.