My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Two people came out from the back door of the house, and Kuba helped them into the car.

"I don't understand. I knew he would be so depressed. Why didn't you stop him in the first place?"

The old man sat in, put his cane in place, and gathered his coat.

"Depression is good, depression is good, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, if he succeeds, I will not be in danger."

Kuba went to drive and glanced back at him.

"Then you still give him the sample?"

"Help me solve the big problem of Song Yuhang. I have to be rewarded. It's useless to get a sample without a formula."

After the old man woke up a little, Kuba suddenly realized.

"Song's note is our biggest obstacle in the Municipal Bureau. Without her, shipping will be much easier in the future."

The old man opened his eyes, and a sharp flash passed by.

"That's not necessarily true. After all, it's not all of us. The batch of goods in half a month's time is very important. You can start arranging it now."

Kuba nodded: "Yes."

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Lin House.

Butler Lin gently shakes Lin Youyuan up.

"Master, master came to see you."

Lin Ge was standing by the bed with two boxes of gifts. Seeing him woke up leisurely, he quickly put down his things and took a step forward.

"Uncle Lin..."

Lin Youyuan's muddy eyes showed a trace of relief.

"You are here."

As he talked, a mist of mist formed on the oxygen mask, and the butler stepped forward and gently took it off for others.

Lin Youyuan coughed a few more times and motioned to the housekeeper to raise the bed.

Lin Ge took the initiative to do it, and took a pillow from the side and put it behind him.

"Uncle Lin, are you better?"

Lin Youyuan coughed and covered his lips with a veil, coughing stopped for a while before panting.

"I'm sick, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing, come and see you." Lin Ge said, raising the quilt for him.

"Is the factory underneath showing you a look again?" Lin Youyuan coughed twice before continuing.

There was a modest smile on Lin Ge's lips as usual.

"No, I'm a newcomer, and it's common for employees to dissatisfy."

Lin Youyuan was seriously ill, and the company’s affairs were handed over to him and several senior executives one after another. These senior executives were all Jingtai veterans who had deep roots in the company. In particular, several people in the Customs Department controlled the entry of Jingtai’s factories. For export channels, without Lin Youyuan’s signature, this medicine cannot be produced on a large scale, let alone exported overseas.

When he said this, he lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes respectfully.

Lin Youyuan covered his lips and coughed a few times, and motioned to the housekeeper to bring a document over.

The infusion hand tremblingly pulled out the cap, Lin Youyuan pressed the paper and wrote his name crookedly.

"You are doing things for me, so you can't treat you badly...cough cough..." He handed the signed document to his hand.

"You take it to the company. From tomorrow on, you will be the vice president of the group."

Lin Ge declined: "This...it's not right, Uncle Lin, if there is anything wrong with doing things for your family, you can't be treated badly. I'm tired of it. I should help you."

The joy that flashed through Lin Ge's eyes did not escape Lin Youyuan's eyes. Similarly, when Lin Wei was mentioned, the sorrow that floated on Lin Youyuan's face did not escape his observation.

Two wise men were clashing silently.

Lin Youyuan coughed and panted violently. Lin Ge stood up and patted him on the back. When he leaned over, seeing the sparse gray hair on his head, there was still a hint of unclear feeling in his heart.

Lin Ge and his father looked like, with the same sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, and exactly the same temperament, if there were no other things.

Lin Youyuan suddenly sighed.

"You also said, your family, don't be so polite."

Lin Ge stared at his gray hair: "Uncle, why are you so good to me?"

Lin Ge hadn't seen his father since he remembered. The only people with him were his mother and his nominal uncle.

His mother wanted him to be well-behaved, to be sensible, to be obedient, and not to be noisy. Only Lin Youyuan will buy him toy guns, airplanes, tanks, cannons, etc., a series of things that boys like. He will play with him when he is not busy at work, and even hump him on his back willingly as a horse. .

He taught the golf skills of young Lin Ge.

If he hadn't witnessed the dirty and nasty things with his own eyes, he and Lin Youyuan would not have made it where they are today.

Hearing this question, the old man smiled with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Your dad went early. I should take care of your mother and child. By the way, how about your mother?"

Speaking of his mother, Lin Ge's unbearable reluctance disappeared completely.

He rolled down the hospital bed and tucked the quilt for him.

"It's much better. When we can walk down the ground, we will come to see you together. Don't worry, just keep your body healthy."

The visiting time was about to come, and he said, picking up the document and getting up to say goodbye: "Then I will go back and be busy, and come to visit you another day."

Lin Youyuan nodded, and the butler put on an oxygen mask again.

When he walked out of the corridor, Jin Xia carried a lunch box in his hand and was walking over here with a few people.

"Master."

Several people passing by him bowed slightly.

Jin Xia paused for a while, and nodded in salute to him.

"Lin Shao came to see the master again, he is really filial."

With a respectful smile on the corner of Lin Ge's lips, he stuffed the test tube in her sleeve into the palm of her hand.

"Yes, it's really hard work for my aunt to cook and deliver food for my uncle every day. If there is nothing wrong, I will go back to work first."

Jin Xia nodded, and the two left one after another.

When he reached the corner, Jin Xia told the servant: "Go down. Master likes to be clean. I will send it in by myself."

"Yes." The people lowered their eyebrows and left.

Jin Xia opened the lunch box, stood in the blind corner of the surveillance camera, took out the blue test tube, gritted her teeth and pulled out the stopper cruelly, sprinkled all her brain into the porridge, took a spoon and stirred evenly, took a deep breath, and pushed her smile away like a flower. The door to the ward.

"Master, I'm here to bring you food."

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Song Yuhang squats around Huange Nightclub after get off work every day.

After she finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, the people who had to wait came out.

She stepped on the cigarette butt, got up to meet him, and hit the man's shoulder.

"sorry Sorry……"

The fat-eared man was drunk and pointed to her nose and cursed: "Here... be careful, master!"

Song Yuhang nodded and smiled. When the person walked away, he touched the membership card in his pocket and a smile appeared on his lips.

She returned to the side of the road, Zheng Chengrui and the others had been waiting in the car.

She handed the card over: "How about it, can you copy it?"

Zheng Chengrui picked it up and looked at the material. Seeing that there was a barcode on it, he flicked it lightly and turned on the computer.

"let me try."

While he was copying the contents of the magnetic card, Duan Cheng crouched on the back of the front seat.

"Team Song, what are we doing in a place like this? Wouldn't it be too..."

Even if she is no longer working in the Municipal Bureau, Duan Cheng is still used to calling her that way.

Without waiting for the words "happiness" to blurt out, Fang Xin dragged the person back.

"Use your pig's brain to think about it, it must be for investigating the case."

Song Yuhang tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel, watching them play and make a bitter smile on his lips.

"That's right, but don't ask what you want to check specifically, it's for your benefit."

Duan Cheng muttered, "You said so, and Sister Lin said so too..."

Before he finished his words, Fang Xin slapped him again and winked at him.

Song Yuhang closed his mouth and said nothing, and his smile disappeared.

While the group was embarrassed, Zheng Chengrui handed the original card back to her: "Team Song, I have copied this barcode, but it will take time to print it out. Let me take it home tonight and get it urgently tomorrow. Meet here and give it to you."

Song Yuhang thought for a while: "Sure, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, it should be." Zheng Chengrui closed the computer and was about to get out of the car and leave, but Duan Cheng was still looking at the neon flashing outside the window.

"It's so lively..."

People come and go in front of Huange Nightclub, it's really lively.

Song Yuhang looked at the cards in his hand, then looked at them.

"It's all here, why don't we go in and take a look?"

Several people's eyes lit up, and they nodded in response.

The group of three people went straight to the door, Fang Xin was waiting in the car. Zheng Chengrui put on his hat and pretended to be the man with big ears. Song Yuhang and Duan Cheng stumbled into it with the help of Song Yuhang and Duan Cheng.

"Hello, please show me your membership card."

Song Yuhang handed the card over, and the other party affixed it to the machine and swiped it. The verification passed, but the waiter gave them a suspicious look.

Zheng Chengrui's height and body are very similar to the man who just left, the only variable is his face.

The other party came forward, seeming to want to see his face clearly.

"Why is Mr. Li back again?"

Duan Cheng pushed the people away: "What to see, what to see, our boss wants to have fun, can you control it?! Still say that repeat customers are not welcome, okay, let's go, boss——"

Song Yuhang also raised Zheng Chengrui's arm.

"Boss, let's go."

Another waiter in a black suit at the door saw that the situation was not good, and ran over to stop him.

"Boss Li is a frequent visitor to our place. There is no reason to be unwelcome. Please ask inside."

"It's pretty much the same."

Zheng Chengrui pretended to be drunk all the time, and was supported by two people walking in. Duan Cheng specially selected a dimly lit semi-enclosed deck and put the person on the sofa.

Song Yuhang looked at the internal situation of Huange Nightclub and found that there was something special.

The floor is not high, there are only two floors in total, but such a long corridor has only one spiral staircase, and you have to pass there no matter what you go up and down.

She looked up and found that as long as she stood on the second floor, she could have a sweeping view of the entire hall.

The hall is covered with soft carpets, and in the center is the dance floor, with melodious music playing, red men and green women shuttle between them.

Not far from the door is a bar. When she just passed there, she glanced in and found that there was still a business permit hanging on the wall.

Feng Jianguo said that Pei Jinhong is the proprietress of this entertainment club, and Pei himself is a broker between China and Myanmar. Then who issued this business license?

Song Yuhang hit a big question mark in his heart.

As soon as I was seated, the waiter handed over the menu: "Hello, sir, what can I drink?"

When Duan Cheng saw the amount on the menu, his legs and feet became weak. The cheapest glass of lemonade was 1,888.

Song Yuhang still doesn't change his face and his heart is not beating: "Not for the time being, our boss is drunk, let's have a glass of boiled water."

A hint of surprise flashed through the waiter's eyes, but he went as instructed.

Song Yuhang glanced at the singer's seat in the center of the dance floor and called people back.

"Who will sing for a while?"

The waiter respectfully said: "Ms. Fangfang, if your husband likes it, you can spend 28,000 to choose your favorite track."

...

My mother, the price is really ridiculously expensive.

Duan Cheng secretly smacked his tongue.

The corners of Song Yuhang's lips twitched: "...no, then you...that, will that "Aunt Hong" come out?"

The waiter gave her a weird look, and Song Yuhang said frankly: "Our boss is here, no matter how much it costs, we always want to see him."

The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"Sorry, sir,'Aunt Hong' is not seeing guests."

It's quite mysterious, it seems that ordinary channels can't see this person.

Song Yuhang nodded. Soon after the waiter left, the singer named "Fangfang" came down from the stairs.

Song Yuhang stared for a while, put down the glass and got up: "I'll go to the bathroom, you accompany Lao Zheng, be careful. If I haven't returned in fifteen minutes, you will withdraw."

Duan Cheng nodded, confronted her, and Song Yuhang left alone.

On the first floor is a dance floor and a deck. There are scattered counters next to the bar. There are many waiters, almost three to five steps. Everyone is in suits and shoes, and they are well-mannered, with a headset on their ears and a walkie-talkie at the back of their waist.

Song Yuhang walked all the way, everyone she met was enthusiastic and courteous. The place looked magnificent and normal business activities were carried out, but she didn’t know why, she always felt that there was a quirk of inexplicability child.

Probably it is too normal.

She looked up, the CCTV in the corridor was flashing red, and the surveillance cameras were too dense, even at the bathroom door.

It can be seen that the boss behind the scenes must be a cautious and suspicious person.

While Song Yuhang was patrolling the interior of Huange Nightclub, a room on the second floor made an ambiguous low gasp, and the two people rolled over on the bed.

Lin Fan held the opponent's shoulder, his face was pale, and he bit his lip slightly: "Brother Wang, I still have injuries on my body..."

In order to change the dressing, she has been wearing a nightgown these days, Wang Qiang untied the strap of the nightgown and leaned down.

"It's okay, I just need to be careful. You are so weak now that I really can't stop..."

He came down and kissed him. Lin was tired of being shy and buried his head in his neck, softly saying, "Brother Wang..."

In his hand, he pinched a small steel needle and gently sent it into the back of his neck.

The medicine quickly worked, Lin Wei kicked the person away and straightened up to put his nightgown together.

"Damn, what the hell, I'm disgusting."

As she said, she got out of bed and wondered what to do. If Wang Qiang was not allowed to get close, it would arouse suspicion after all. It would be better to...

After Lin Wei picked up the phone by the bed and dialed out to give instructions, he took out two more injections from the bedside table, opened Wang Qiang's sleeve, and pointed it at his vein and pierced it gently.

Watching the blue liquid slowly push into his body, Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands and got up to remove the needle from his neck, and went to the bathroom to take a shower by himself.

Chen Fang, who was singing downstairs, had not finished a song, and had been called off.

"The boss asked you to go up."

Chen Fang is obviously hesitant. Although she likes Wang Qiang, she mostly avoids Pei Jinhong's face. This is too blatant...

The waiter whispered again: "Aunt Hong is not here."

Chen Fang was eager to try, set the microphone and bowed to the audience, and followed the waiter upstairs.

The room was very large, at the level of an executive suite. Lin Fan was taking a bath there. She couldn't hear the sound of water outside, but she could hear the movements inside.

At first, Chen Fang greeted a few times when he wanted to refuse: "Brother Wang, don't..."

After that, there was only the um, ah, the voice of your love.

After about ten minutes, she hadn't finished the bath and the movement stopped.

Fuck, this **** thing is too fast, most of it is impotence.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes, took the bathrobe from the wall and put it on, then opened the door and entered.

Chen Fang got down from him contentedly. Before his clothes were put on, he was put a gun against the back of his head.

Lin Nian leaned over slightly, the tips of her hair still stained with water.

"I just take a shower, you can't wait?"

She glanced over at random, the man lying on the bed hadn't pulled the trouser chain, because he had fallen asleep and was not awake because of drug injection and excessive physical exertion.

Chen Fang didn't expect her to appear suddenly, didn't the person who brought her up just said that she was not there?

She was tensed in her heart, and she was trembling with fright, tears oozing from her eyes.

"Sister Hong, it's not... I don't... listen to me, it's Brother Wang and he... he..."

Before she finished her words, Lin Fan slapped her sharply.

"Fuck you, don't want to face it? How did my old lady help you? That's how you thanked me?" She said, a sullen look suddenly overflowed in her eyes.

"It's also a curse to keep things for revenge, it's better to..."

Lin Nian squeezed the trigger slightly, and Chen Fang jumped up and hugged her leg, tearing up.

"No, no, Sister Hong, Sister Hong, I was wrong! I was wrong! Fangfang knew it was wrong! Please let me go! Please, I will bring you tea and water, and serve you as a cow and a horse! As long as you don’t kill me, even if you drive me away, I don’t want anything, please..."

Chen Fang is also a mixed-race person anyway, knowing this is useless even if Wang Qiang wakes up and asks him.

At first, the two of them have a deep friendship, which is no better than her kind of half-way renunciation and marriage.

Secondly, Wang Qiang only valued business matters. Pei Jinhong was in charge of everything in the nightclub, so he might as well beg Sister Hong, maybe he could spare her life for the sake of the past.

Chen Fang's abacus was very loud, and he cried with his nose and tears. The pear blossoms brought rain, and I felt pity.

If Lin Wei was an undercover agent, she would have been moved.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Chen Fang kowtowed and apologized. His head quickly fell to the ground, and his body was crumbling.

Lin Fan walked to the mahogany sofa and sat down, put the gun on the table, stretched out his hand and lit a cigar, took a sip with two fingers, and spit out the smoke ring, beckoning her to come.

Chen Fang walked over.

Lin Fan put the cigarette **** on her bare shoulder.

Chen Fang wanted to scream, but when she touched her cold eyes, she swallowed hard.

The hot cigarette **** contacted the skin and made a "sizzling" sound, and a scorched fur smelt permeated.

Lin Nian watched with satisfaction the cold sweat on her forehead, her face pale, her lips biting, her whole body trembling, and she said nothing.

She didn't let go until the cigarette **** was completely extinguished.

Chen Fang was completely relieved and fell to the ground, with a big scar on his shoulder, dripping with blood.

Lin Nian leaned forward and lit another cigar for her.

"Come, have a taste, your brother Wang gave it to me."

Chen Fang's tears swirled in her eyes, and her jaw was broken, so she couldn't speak with the smoke.

Lin Fan brushed her shoulder with a finger and pinched the **** spot.

Chen Fang couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears: "Sister Hong, Sister Hong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I don't dare anymore..."

Lin Nian gathered the clothes for her: "What's wrong? You're right, my sister likes you, just leave a mark for you."

"Come, get up," Lin Fan said, helping him up personally.

Chen Fang was trembling all over, wearing clothes, and never dared to look at her again.

Lin Fan patted her shoulder: "Go back and heal your injuries. I won't tell anyone about this today. As for Brother Wang, go and explain it to him."

Chen Fang sobbed, knowing that compared to the last showgirl who ate inside and outside, Pei Jinhong had her nails pulled out, her tongue cut, and she was injected with high-purity drugs, and finally sold to Southeast Asia. She was only scalded with a smoke scar, and it was the best ending.

"Yes, Fangfang knows. Fangfang doesn't dare to think too much anymore. From then on, I only listen to Sister Hong. I will do whatever Sister Hong asks me to do. Sister Hong is my real sister."

Lin Fei's red nails touched her face, giggling.

"Hey, you also know that as long as your sister has said hello, what happens if you leave Huan Song, still living on the street and no one wants it. It is good for you to follow your sister well."

As she spoke, she glanced at Wang Qiang meaningfully.

Chen Fang didn't dare to look any more, bowed hurriedly at her and stumbled away.

After waiting for the people to leave, Lin Feifu sat down again and lit a cigarette in a dispirited manner.

"come in."

Liu Zhi pushed the door in, his expression uneasy: "Why didn't my sister-in-law be her?"

Lin Nian smoked faintly, and the smoke filled her face more and more deeply and delicately.

Liu Zhi always felt that she had been a little different since she came back from northern Myanmar. Her voice was the same, her personality and behavior were the same, but she didn’t know if she was a little thinner or something. Her appearance became more delicate and durable. There is also a touch of intoxicating style.

Although he can't say where the changes are, he is undoubtedly becoming more and more attracted to him.

Liu Zhi's gaze was tightly glued to her fingers holding the cigarette. The digits were long and distinct, and her wrists were white and slender.

He swallowed, and he heard Lin Fan say.

"After all, it's the woman your brother likes. If she did, she wanted to offend him."

Liu Zhi glanced at the man who slept like a dead pig on the bed, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes became more obvious.

Lin Fan put the cigarette out in the ashtray, sighed and leaned against the sofa.

Liu Zhi walked over and squeezed her shoulders for her.

Lin Nai sighed: "You are still caring."

Seeing that there was gauze wrapped around her arm, Liu Zhi started a little lighter: "Yes, is my sister-in-law better?"

"It's much better, thanks to you." Lin Nai turned his head to look at him, her black hair draped softly on her shoulders, without any powder, making her face even more beautiful.

"By the way, I saw it today..." She didn't know the name of the camouflage man I saw in the cabin that day, so she blurred the concept.

"Someone went to see Brother Wang, they seemed to be talking about something."

Liu Zhi gave a faint "um", and felt that there was nothing to hide from her, so he explained it all together.

"It is said that there will be a batch of goods delivered to us in three days, and the big people above will also come."

"Is that so..." Lin Wei pondered, and didn't know who this big man was?

It seems that I have to report back to the organization.

"Come on, it's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier, I served Brother Wang and fell asleep."

Liu Zhixin was unwilling to retreat, Lin Fan's lips raised a charming smile, and cast a wink at him.

And the back of his instep lightly rubbed his trouser legs.

"The craftsmanship is good. In the future, if Brother Wang is away, you can always press the button to loosen my muscles and bones for me."

After all, Liu Zhi was younger and more vigorous. He was so vigorous and flushed by her provocation that his words were uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay, my sister-in-law said so, she must come often."

Lin Wei waved him to go, Liu Zhi gently closed the door for her, and the last glance was that she knelt on the bed and wiped the sweat on Wang Qiang with a towel.

For the first time, he felt resentment towards his elder brother, and it was still so strong.

Why, why, why a good woman like my sister-in-law still treats him wholeheartedly, Wang Qiang still doesn't know how to cherish?

The young man squeezed his fist, and a fierce flash suddenly flashed through his eyes.