My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

There was another blast of thunder on the horizon. Lightning briefly illuminated the room. Everyone in the training room performed their duties. They walked in a hurry and looked solemn. No one spoke. In the smoke, I heard a few coughs and typing on the keyboard. The crackling sound.

Song Yuhang pressed her temples and had not rested for a week. There were several blood blisters in her mouth because of anxiety. She pressed her tongue against her tiredness with pain.

The phone on the desk rang quickly, and someone picked it up, then turned around and called her: "Team Song, there are new clues!"

Song Yuhang dashed forward, his voice a little unstable: "Hello?!"

Fang Xin held her mobile phone for her. Lin Fan lay on the ground, measuring the traces on the ground with a tape measure. Her usual bluffing sounds sound so kind at this time.

"150×70×60! I see! It's a fish tank! A fish tank! I didn't understand where Ding Xue drowned until I rummaged through the whole house until I found this."

Lin Yanhuang shook the small aquarium in his hand: "It should be the goldfish he bought for his daughter to play with. It is well raised. This kind of thing is delicate and expensive. Novices will die after a day of playing. He is very experienced."

“Secondly, we found that the entire living room only had a sofa and a dining table, and a bookshelf was placed abruptly in the place that should have separated the living room from the hallway. After moving the shelf away, we found a not-so-obvious white scratch, which was 150 after measurement. ×70×60, in line with the common fish tank size for marine fish farming on the market"

When she said this, she looked out the window. It was raining heavily outside, and the light of lightning flashed across her cold eyebrows.

Lin Fan's voice lowered: "This is the scene of the first crime. I confirm that the cause of death of the deceased Ding Xue was delayed drowning."

The corner of Song Yuhang's lips finally showed a smile of relief: "Thanks for your hard work, leave it to me next."

Entering the interrogation room again, Song Yuhang just came to say goodbye to him, and the next meeting may only be in the court or execution ground.

"You drowned her in the fish tank, didn't you?" She stood at the door and looked at him coldly.

Sun Xiangming clenched his jaw suddenly, and the person who had been resting on the bench sat up and looked at her, slightly gritted his teeth.

"You don't need to ask how I know, if people don't know what they can do"

After she finished speaking, Sun Xiangming looked at the calm and determined eyebrows of the police officer in front of him and laughed again, seemingly mocking and dismissive.

"What if you know it, if you can't find it, you won't be able to convict me if you can't find it. I will still go out at dawn"

Song Yuhang looked at him, and now he was undisguised in disgust: "Actually, I really want to know, when you pinch her by the back of the neck and push someone into the water, what are you thinking, relief or regret? ?"

If it were really liberating, Ding Xue would have died at home long ago, and would not live for a few more hours.

It is said that the phone call from the school rescued her, as everyone knows, good and evil are in a single thought.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and strode away, letting Sun Xiangming jump up and hit the iron gate, crying and yelling and cursing and breaking her throat without looking back.

"The field team all set off, centered on Sun's house, and all garbage dumps, collection stations, second-hand markets, second-hand trading centers, and shops that recycle and sell fishing gear within a radius of 10 kilometers. ,Do you understand?!"

The rain slid over her temples, and half of her uniform was quickly wetted. The young detectives in front of him shouted in unison with sharp eyes: "Yes!"

"set off!"

The door was locked and the police car drove out of the city office again and rushed into the pouring rain.

"Sister Lin, Team Song are on their way here, where are we" Fang Xin asked her with his cell phone.

Lin Fan took the gloves off and put them in the evidence bag: "What should I do, you are free, anyway, my task has been completed."

The phone in her pocket shook, and she looked as usual and waved away: "You guys do it first, I'll go to the bathroom."

"The garbage dump in our community is here." The property used a flashlight to lead a group of people to the back of the building.

The rain is raining fast and fast, the sewage in the low-lying areas gathers into a trickle, and when the rain washes away, the smell becomes even more unpleasant.

Song Yuhang was wearing a raincoat, she was tall, and her fitted pants were a little short, showing a small half of her ankles outside, wading over the water and shooting around with the flashlight.

"Has anyone thrown out trash the other day? It's a big thing"

The fish tank with such a large diameter is nothing more than selling waste or reselling it, or cruelly smashing it and throwing it away. No matter which type it is, it will not fail to attract people's attention.

The person from the property company snapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, a few days ago, the owner of 504 moved a large cardboard box and said that it was construction waste. It was strangely heavy. I even helped."

"What about things?" The garbage dump was small, with a clear view.

"It's been transported away long ago, I said, police officer, what kind of trash are you looking for if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!" The property yawned for a long time, obviously very dissatisfied with being pulled from the bed in the middle of the night.

"Where did you go?"

"The Landfill in the North of the City"

Song Yuhang turned around and left without saying a word. The property chased for two steps: "Eh, now I guess there is nothing to be found. According to municipal regulations, all garbage will be destroyed and disposed of on the same day, either landfilled or incinerated."

When he walked to the door of the building, the technical detective just came down. Lin Fan was able to block the rain and looked up at the gray-black sky. The watch on his wrist glowed faintly in the dark.

Less than six hours before dawn, time is running out.

Song Yuhang walked in front of her, bringing a damp wind.

Lin Nani lifted his eyes: "I think you should know that even if you find the fish tank, the fingerprints remaining on it may no longer exist because of the heavy rain."

Song Yuhang paused slightly and turned to look at her.

Lin Nian looked into those brown eyes: "Take a thousand steps back, even if his fingerprints are left on the fish tank by luck, what can be done? You can't be sentenced to death."

When she said this, the corners of her lips evoked a mocking smile: "The cause of death was delayed drowning. Subjectively, there was no immediate death at the time, and there was a three-year-old child. In the case I have identified There was someone who cut the opponent more than 30 times because of emotional entanglements. Was it cruel? Was it terrible? Was it frantic?"

"But because the murderer called the emergency number, the deceased died on the way to the doctor, so he was sentenced to death with a suspended death sentence, and he has not died yet."

"Song Yuhang, give up, Sun Xiang will know that he will not die tomorrow morning, he has no fear, you are no different from finding a needle in a haystack"

She chewed a trace of cold hatred from the mocking smile.

The four-pointed star flower on her shoulder was washed by the rain, and the eyebrows were sharpened. The two people looked at each other coldly through the rain curtain.

"So what? I admit that the current laws in our country may be incomplete. Does Lin Forensic have to go beyond the bottom line of morality and law to be the sharp blade of murder and repay grievances?"

Lin Fan's lips overflowed with an icy smile, and gritted his teeth: "The world is not benevolent, and everything is a dog. If I walk the way for the sky, why not?"

Song Yuhang took a step forward. She was tall and shielded all the remaining light from the dim street lamp.

Lin Fan was shrouded in her shadow, raised her head, and the rain dripped down her sharp chin.

"I won't give you this opportunity. If one day, even if it is an unsheathed sword, I will not hesitate to break the halberd and sink the sand to cover its edge."

Song Yuhang looked at her condescendingly. There was still no emotion in those light brown eyes, but Lin Fan believed that she could do what she said.

Thinking of becoming an opponent with such a person in the future, she curled her lips and smiled, and the blood all over her body boiled, and she was a bit of a match for the excitement of the opponent.

She raised her eyes, stepped forward gently, stood on tiptoe, put her hand on her shoulder weakly and bonelessly, and when outsiders saw it, two fairly close people were whispering.

Lin Nian clasped her shoulders, exhaling in her ears: "Really? I look forward to that day."

Song Yuhang was calm and composed, turned her head slightly, and put her ears on her ears. She couldn't hide, she would just be willing to go down.

"Yes, I won't let you wait too long to remember"

Lin Fei's hand slid down her shoulders. She drilled the rainwater drill. Like Song Yuhang, she knew how to watch her words, especially her talent in certain areas was simply too clever.

She did not hide and even responded positively, but ah, her tight body had already betrayed her.

Lin Nian smiled slightly, and took the opportunity to send herself up, like a close kiss, her ears gently brushed her lips, some cold and soft touch made her shudder almost instantly. This is the body. Instinct has nothing to do with love.

"Team Song—" someone called.

Song Yuhang took a step back without a trace, and looked up at her again. As expected, he was the person who hadn't changed his face before the Taishan collapse. After a few moments of effort, he had recovered his calm.

"But before that, I have other things to do. How the law is judged is a matter of law. It is my responsibility to solve the case and collect evidence to find the truth. The clothes are right to my conscience"

When she said this, she was very calm, not like a swearing, nor was she a hot head.

She was already past that age.

The enthusiasm has subsided and become a professional ethics that needs to be remembered at all times. In the tedious criminal investigation work day after day, the enthusiasm is not consumed, but it has become a continuous river. The calmer, the more the undercurrent is turbulent.

Lin Fei was shocked, clenched her lower lip and looked at her abruptly, but she had already taken her person into the car.

With an order, everyone rushed to the landfill in the north of the city.

The Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Jiangcheng City Bureau has been dispatched, including those who are on leave, who have asked for leave, and even those who can be used by the auxiliary police are here.

Feng Ju stood in front of the window. The rain outside never stopped. The tea in his hand was cold and he couldn't change it, so he took a sip and put it down.

A police officer came in and knocked on the door with a distressed expression: "Ju Feng, Sun Xiangming's lawyer has come and asked us to release people."

"Go and tell them that the time has not come and this person can't put it away." He put the teacup on the table, pacing irritably back and forth with his hands on his hands: "Send someone to contact Song Yuhang. How long has this been since? There is no news at all. What are you eating for!"

The policeman hesitated to speak but stopped.

Feng Ju stopped to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"The reporter has also come, and the procuratorate has also sent someone to understand the situation. Team Zhang is receiving. Would you like to go there..."

Before he finished saying the word "look", he saw Feng Jianguo raising his eyebrows and yelling: "The **** reporters are all dog noses. When he smells the meat buns, he hugs him for fear of running slow and even hot shit. Nothing to eat!"

The police officer wanted to laugh, but was desperately suffocated. He hurriedly rested and stood upright without squinting.

"Go and tell them not to accept interviews, there is nothing to say about this case, and everything is waiting for official notification."

"Team Song, here, wipe it." Sitting in the car, Fang Xin saw that she was soaked all over, and took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it over.

"Thank you" Song Yuhang sat in the front row, turned around and took it to wipe the drops of water on his forehead, but the person sitting at the back asked again.

"Team Song, are you okay? Seeing that your ears are red, aren't you having a fever? After all, after a few days of busy work, I haven't rested much..."

She didn't say it was okay, as soon as she said that the place that Lin Fei had touched, it burned into flames.

She was obviously not in the car, but the faint floral fragrance still lingered around her, lingering.

Song Yuhang pulled down the window to let the cool night breeze float in with raindrops.

"It's okay, it will inevitably be sultry in a typhoon."

As the largest garbage disposal center in Jiangcheng City, tens of thousands of garbage are transported from the center of the city to landfill here every day.

Over the years, the **** piled up into a hill, and the car smelled a stench before it even drove in.

Song Yuhang put on a mask and jumped out of the car. The sewage immediately disappeared from her feet, and everyone followed her walking deep and shallow.

The staff leading the way in front of him was about to be suffocated by the smell, waved his hand to stop, gasped and said: "The trash that was transported the other day has been dumped over there."

Looking in the direction of his fingers, the blackness was crushed and piled up into small bags.

Duan Cheng's face was earthy: "This...how do you find this?"

Song Yuhang didn't look back, and ordered the criminals under his command to put on gloves and rubber shoes to take protective measures, and then took the lead and plunged into the garbage dump.

Action is a statement.

The leaders have done this, and others have pinched their noses to keep up.

In many cases, there is no shortcut to solve the case, only the steadfast dedication and hard work day after day.

This is the shortcut to stop evil.

Song Yuhang didn't know how many times he had done things like turning garbage and digging dung pits. The sweat leaked from his forehead and was extinguished by the cold rain before he felt a trace of heat.

Water drops dripped down her chin, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat. The sky was dim, the rain was not small, and the figure could not be seen clearly after three to five meters.

The rain blinked in her eyes, and her vision gradually blurred. She took off her hood, wiped her face with a clean shoulder, and then glanced at the watch on her wrist.

Three thirty in the morning.

Anxious is the most true portrayal of her at the moment.

"It's so painful." I didn't know whether it was a metal product or an iron hook. A criminal investigator's hand was pricked, and he took off his gloves and screamed.

The colleague who was digging through the trash with a flashlight was also a little angry: "We don’t know how many times we’ve been stabbed here when we dig through the trash. It's not dripping a bit"

Song Yuhang turned his head, his lips pressed into a straight line.

She walked aside, took off her gloves, took out the phone from the inner pocket of the raincoat, wiped off the drops of water and was soon wetted by the rain, repeated several times before turning on the phone.

She pressed a series of numbers without an attribution, and the call was quickly connected.

"Hello? Help me stare at someone"

The lightning flashed and thunder, and the squally wind whipped up the airflow and made a whining echo in the wilderness.

She has a low and hoarse voice, which sounds unreasonable and shocking.