My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Team Song, that's the family of the deceased." Song Yuhang hurried back. As soon as he stepped into the office, Fang Xin covered his nose with a folder and leaned over to her ear.

I saw a middle-aged woman with a big size and big size sitting on a chair, taking off her shoes and rubbing her feet and rubbing mud. She also tore some dead skin from the soles of her feet from time to time. She put one hand on the table and grabbed a lot of melon seeds from the plate. , With a cup of tea on hand, shaking his head and looking at the TV on the wall.

Song Yuhang walked over and sat down opposite her. The woman was about to get angry and she blocked the TV. Seeing the two horizontal bars on her shoulders, she knew that this was a high official, so she smiled again.

"Yo, female leader, do you have any instructions?"

"My name is Song, just call me Officer Song." As soon as she approached her, there was an overwhelming odor of feet, no wonder everyone else was unwilling to come over.

Song Yuhang didn't change his face and took out the photo from his portfolio: "Look at this is your daughter?"

Of course, it is impossible to show her the tragic condition of the corpse at the crime scene. What the criminal police photographed were fragments of the girl's clothes and shoes.

"Bah, baah." The woman spit out the melon seeds on the ground and took the photo from her hand with her feet.

"Yes, yes, but she is not my daughter, I am her aunt."

She poked her finger at the photo, and there was no trace of sadness on her face: "This dress is still left for her from me, and the shoes are also from the trash..."

Under the gaze of the two detectives on the opposite side, the woman patted her mouth: "Bah, baah, what am I going to say to you."

"Are there any other relatives in the family?" the criminal investigator sitting aside asked.

The woman shook her head and grabbed the melon seeds again and chanted: "No, no, no, my sister came out to work when she was a teenager, and met a wretched man. When she got pregnant, she left her and ran away. It didn’t take long for her to give birth to a baby. My son is dead."

"The father of the child has not contacted you for so many years?"

"No, I don't know where I died. I think my sister is pitiful and she is pitiful. She followed me while she was still breastfeeding."

At this point, a trace of sadness appeared on the woman's face: "I also expected her to stop going out after junior high school and go out to work to earn money to subsidize the family. Why did she suddenly..."

The woman sighed and put the melon seeds back on the plate: "Police officer, I heard that people were crushed to death. Do you lose money? How much do you lose?"

"..."

Song Yuhang didn't change his face, and didn't frown, "We don't know this. It depends on how the court decides."

At this moment, Fang Xin knocked on the door and walked in, leaned over and said in her ear: "The DNA comparison result is out."

Song Yuhang nodded his head to express his comprehension, then turned back and said, "Does your niece have the thought of committing suicide recently?"

The woman smashed melon seeds: "No, she's not very talkative, she doesn't tell us anything, but I went to their school for several parent conferences, and the teacher said that she had good grades and there was no reason to commit suicide. ."

Song Yuhang's eyes fell smoothly to her neck, a necklace hidden in the collar: "Can you take us to your house for a look?"

The woman's face seemed to be a little impatient, but Song Yuhang's euphemism was not tolerant of gimmicks.

"Okay, okay, it's really troublesome. If you die, you can lose the money that should be paid to us? It's a big circle."

Song Yuhang also didn't bother to explain to her, several criminal investigators went out with her, whispering behind them.

"Just that, I have to commit suicide if I leave me alone."

Suicide?

Song Yuhang's thoughts floated back to the rooftop that day, and she always felt that the man in black and the suicide note were not a coincidence.

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The woman’s home is still in the innermost village of Xicheng District, which belongs to the outskirts of the suburbs. The cement road only hits the entrance of the village. It rained just two days ago and the road was muddy. The wheels got stuck and broke down. A group of people had to wade in the mud. go inside.

The people living here are generally poor, the houses are low, the wires are pulled up and down, and the air is floating with the smell of chicken dung and cow dung. From time to time, two hungry stray dogs ran by the side of the road. They heard a few roosters from a distance. After walking for tens of meters, there was a flashing street lamp lingering and panting, and they would die at any time.

Under the dim light, there was a dark table with no original color. Several old men gathered around playing cards, smoking pouches, smoking cigarettes, and a few half-and-a-half children squatted on the floor while playing. Mud, one of them picked up a cigarette **** from the ground and took a sip, and suddenly coughed.

The old guys roared with laughter.

Song Yuhang glanced towards the past, a few idle men saw someone coming, put the loose change on the table into their pockets, grinned at the woman headed by her cigarettes and teeth.

"Oh, Xiuzhen, what's going on at the stall, why are the police following you?"

Wang Xiuzhen exhaled from her nostrils: "Oh, the dog can't vomit ivory, what can I do? It's not that my unlucky niece is dead, alas, but it's easy to die if you die. It's better. Live and suffer poverty."

Duan Chengqi was about to step forward and was pulled back by Fang Xin: "She... how can she talk like this? Is this still a human?"

Fang Xin gave him a white look: "We are here to handle the case, and don't care about other things."

Walk through the muddy trail at the entrance of the village, then turn left and go around a ridge, not far away is Wang Xiuzhen's home.

The light was on in the room, and a dirty dog ​​was tethered in front of the door, and when someone came over, he immediately barked.

Song Yuhang glanced at the light: "Someone?"

Wang Xiuzhen ran to lead the dog and pushed open the iron gate: "Yes, yes, my son is studying at home."

Song Yuhang followed her across the threshold: "Where is your husband?"

"I work as a carpenter in the provincial capital, and I don't come back often. I, my niece, and my son are the only ones at home."

The woman turned her head and said, calling her son's name loudly and asking him to turn on the light in the hall.

His son was wearing an undershirt and got out of the dry toilet: "Mom, what's the matter?"

"You turtle grandson, go out to the bathroom without turning off the light in the house! My old lady can't screw your ears." He was about to screw his ears, and the boy hid while shouting.

"There are outsiders here, don't you ask others to make a joke?"

The woman let go of her hand and smiled embarrassedly at Song Yuhang: "A few police officers, sit inside."

"No, where is He Miao's room?"

He Miao was the deceased who committed suicide by jumping from a building and was crushed by a vehicle in this case.

A few unnatural flashes flashed across the woman's face, and under Song Yuhang's gaze, she bit her head and led them into the house.

The main house is not big. The left and the right have a large bedroom, which is the residence of the couple. On the right is the son's room. When the main house goes to the end, the woman pushes a wooden door open, and the dust falls down.

Fang Xin covered his mouth and coughed, and threw away the oncoming fly ash. Only then did he see that this was a utility room less than 8 square meters, filled with old sesame seeds and rotten grains, and stored some for how long it lasted. The vegetables give off a musty smell.

There is a raised bed in the middle of the room, with some gray bedding underneath, and the top is also full of things.

There was a small table in front of the bed. The homework spread by the hostess was not finished yet, and some books and papers were scattered on the floor.

Song Yuhang took out his gloves from his pocket and put on them: "Work."

The technical investigators were busy, Fang Xin twisted a few hairs from the pillow and put them in the evidence bag. When he raised his hand to remove the pillow, a dark bug crawled out and fell into the darkness between the bed. .

If Song Yuhang hadn't been in this town, Fang Xin would be able to howl with a loud voice, and his face paled by the big cockroach.

Duan Cheng was also very disgusting: "This... how do people live in this place?"

The woman stood at the door watching them busy, and before she came out of the city bureau, she did not forget to grab a handful of melon seeds and put them in her pockets, chewing loudly.

"Hey, why can't you live in this? When I was a child, I still lived in the cowshed. Besides, Miao Miao's brother is about to take the college entrance examination, so I can't live together anymore."

The words "live together again" caught Song Yuhang's heart, and she stopped her actions: "Thank you for asking your son to come here. We have something to ask him."

"Okay, then you hurry up, my son still has to study."

Duan Cheng stabbed Zheng Chengrui: "Hey, this niece and his son are like a heaven and an underground. The niece will not let the family go to school after graduating from junior high school. I think the son who is so fat is not a learning material."

Zheng Chengrui pushed his glasses, only to hear the four words with fat head and big ears. Looking over, Duan Cheng quickly took a step back.

"Brother, calm down my anger, I didn't mean you."

"Where were you on the night of May 31st?" Song Yuhang asked in charge, and the case handler next to him was taking notes.

"Studying... at home." He glanced at his mother.

"Can anyone prove it?"

When the woman heard this, she was immediately unhappy: "Oh, what do I mean by what you said, officer, didn't Miao Miao jump upstairs by herself? It's my son's business, really."

Song Yuhang glanced at her with a torch, "It's just a routine business."

"I... my mother is here." The boy was a little shy, but he was much cleaner than his mother.

"She came back from playing cards at 7 o'clock in the evening, and never went out again. I also study at home, and she made a supper in the evening."

When others wanted to inquire further, Song Yuhang stopped talking: "Fang Xin, take a sample of his DNA."

Fang Xin responded and took out the saliva-collecting test paper from the investigation box to signal him to hold it. The boy didn't hesitate too much, and then passed it to her.

Fang Xin took it and carefully marked it before putting it into the evidence bag.

Song Yuhangfu bowed his head and walked into the room again, picked up a workbook from the ground with a flashlight, and flipped through a few pages, only to see densely packed math problems and a few simple cartoon patterns with a picture of a whale. , Like a essay drawn in a girl class.

She gave the homework to Fang Xin: "Take it back and do a handwriting appraisal."

After reading the room, several people walked out along the country road with one foot and one foot shallow.

Fang Xin was still a little puzzled, because the DNA comparison results of the incomplete embryonic tissue had come out, and no matching sequence was found in the gene bank.

This means that everyone around the girl may be the culprit who violated her and caused her suicide.

She thought about it and asked this, Song Yuhang smiled slightly: "There is no time to commit the crime, have you noticed the two lines of rutting?"

Looking in the direction of her fingers, two rows of clear rut marks were left on the country road that only allowed one passenger car to pass.

She is also a trace identification expert: "This is..."

"Yes, the traces of the bus. Our police car can't get in on such a bad road because the chassis is low, but the bus can. When I just passed the village entrance, I noticed a dilapidated bus stop sign over there. The last train in the city is at 6 o’clock in the evening. There is no transportation at Wang’s house. It takes more than two hours for us to drive from the city bureau. They can’t walk that far with just a pair of legs. Although it is possible to ask others to borrow it, it’s a possibility. It's not too big, and it will definitely cause others to doubt it. As long as we are willing to make inquiries, we can definitely ask."

Fang Xin suddenly realized that **** was still hot.

Song Yuhang checked her watch. It was 10:15 in the evening. She turned around and said, "Okay, now the two are scattered and visit the surrounding people to see if there are any new clues. "

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"Hello, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, have you seen this person?"

"Has she been doing anything abnormal recently?"

"Have she ever told you that she didn't want to live anymore?"

"How is her usual personality, do you have any thoughts of committing suicide?"

...

A dozen criminal policemen were divided into groups, and they knocked on the door door to door and asked dozens of farmers, large and small, until Yue Shang Shaotou returned to the entrance of the village.

Song Yuhang was the last to come back. The dew wetted his trouser legs, and his uniform jacket was taken off and held in his hand, revealing the strong muscles of his forearm.

Not going back to the city bureau tonight, there are already snoring in the police car.

She opened the skylight, lay on the seat, and looked up at the thousands of galaxies. In front of the vast universe, the loneliness of an individual would always be infinitely magnified.

She looked at it and she gave birth to an illusion of being one with the heavens and the earth. Under the gentle evening breeze, the nerves that had been tight for the past few days finally relaxed, so that it slowly closed in the gentleness of the stars of the universe. eye.

Until the sky is bright.

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Lin Fei got out of the bed lightly and returned the quilt to its original state. He took off his hospital clothes and changed into his normal clothes. He stroked his fluffy curly hair and tied it into a ponytail behind his head, and picked up his bag. Stepping on the flat shoes, Mi Mi slipped out of the wall quietly.

There were no people at the triage table in the early morning. The nurses were all dozing off on their stomachs. Lin Wei wore sunglasses and masks and walked through the corridor unobstructed.

Goodbye to you, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital and enjoy the prison meal delivered by her aunt every day.

Although the chicken soup tastes good, she feels vomiting even after drinking too much. She will have to survive the illness if she doesn't get sick a few more times, let alone the case is not over yet, she can't rest assured.

When she turned a corner and was about to escape from birth, a tall and hurried man walked towards her. She just looked back and bumped her head.

Lin Yan took a few steps back, and the video bag in the man's hand was scattered all over the floor. Knowing that the martial arts practitioners were very stable, she was caught off guard and was a little surprised.

"Hey, do you have long eyes!"

Miss Lin's consistent style is to sue the wicked first.

The man knelt down and picked up the scattered video reports. Wearing a mask, he couldn't see his face clearly. There were a few strands of white hair on the top of his hair. It seemed that he was not young.

"Eh, what's the matter with you, dumb?"

Lin Fan chattered endlessly, and the man looked up at her, his eyes full of bloodshots overflowing from a bad rest.

patient?

When such a thought flashed in Lin Nang's mind, the man had picked up all the scattered paper and put it under his arm and walked towards the internal medicine department.

Tsk, it's a pity, it's a master.

Lin Yan gave a light tusk, and behind the nurse sister's roar: "What are you doing in Bed 13?! Why did you come out of the disease before it got better?!"

No, the chasing soldiers are coming.

The eldest dashed into the elevator and pressed the close button, and at the last glance, she blew a kiss to the face of the nurse in the gap.

The butler's car was already waiting downstairs, Lin Yan pulled the car door and sat in: "Go back to the villa."

The clothes on her body were rotten after wearing them for a day, and the hair also smelled of disinfectant water. Lin couldn't bear it anymore and decided to go back to take a bath and change clothes first.

After thinking about it on the way, I edited a text message about being discharged from the hospital and sent it to Lin Ge, lest my aunt made a trip in vain.

She came out of the shower and wiped her hair and walked to the study. She took out a yellowed photo from the drawer.

It's Chunan.

The photo was given to her by Li Shiping. Fourteen years ago, Li Shiping had just entered the school to teach her senior year, and she was still a little-known chemistry teacher.

But this is not the point. The point is that she was the last person Chu Nan had seen before his death.

One week after the college entrance examination, when she returned to school to get the graduation photo, she didn't go there that day, and asked Chu Nan to help her get it back.

That's what Li Shiping said--

"The teacher in the third year of high school was not staffed enough, so I went to the general affairs office to help. She came very late and took the photo and left. I remember it clearly because it was past the end of get off work and she didn't come to me anymore. I'm going home."

"She seems to be in a hurry. The photo fell out of the file bag without knowing it. When I chased it out, I only found this."

Lin Yan looked down at the photo. The person in the photo had bright eyes and white teeth and a bright smile. After many years, she was still hit by this photo in the softest corner of her heart.

The soreness at that moment made her gritted her teeth gradually.

Lin Nian closed his eyes, and it took a long time for his tight muscles to relax.

She picked up the photo, clipped it into the album, locked it in the drawer, then sat down and pulled two post-it notes.

In fact, there are regrets, not only because she and Li Shiping are sick and pitying each other, but also because there is no time to say "thank you" to her.

The early morning breeze lifted the window screens, and the sun shines on the folded paper cranes through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Fan got up and took off the uniform jacket from the hanger and put it on, and fastened it one by one. Finally, he picked up the wide-brimmed hat and put it on, straightened his coat in front of the mirror, and strode away.