My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Last night...really?"

"That can be fake."

"It's so miserable, I lost all the spicy food for a year."

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The cafeteria was chatting in groups.

Lin Fan took a bowl of white porridge and walked to the door to sit down and drank. It is true that she is sociable and good at dancing. It is true that she is solitary and does not like to join in the fun.

Song Yuhang looked at her leaving back, took a scroll from the plate and followed it out.

"give."

Faced with her kindness, Lin Nian took a sip of porridge without reaching out, "I'm full."

Song Yuhang had to take it back angrily. Before she could say anything, the mobile phone in her pocket shook. Regardless of whether she wanted it or not, she stuffed the flower scroll into her hand and ran to the side to answer the phone.

Lin Wei looked at her straight body and knew who she was talking on the phone, either Feng Ju or Zhao Ting.

The steamed bun in his hand was still hot, exuding a scent of wheat, Lin Fan picked it up and took a bite, and pricked his ears to listen to her.

Song Yuhang took the phone a little further away, and listened to his roar: "Feng Ju..."

The other party directly yelled: "Fuck you, bring Lin Wei back to me! The grassroots police station complained to the Commission for Discipline Inspection, you know?!"

As if he could feel his saliva and stars sprayed onto his face across the screen, Song Yuhang took a little bit further away with a bit of disgust: "I will not suffer from the fate of the foreigner..."

There was silence there for three seconds, and Song Yuhang rushed in when he was about to yell at him: "Listen to me..."

She glanced at Lin Wei, and turned her back: "Forensic Doctor Lin may have been a bit aggressive in order to solve the case, but she really did not do any harm to the world. If she did what I did, why go out and chase the man in black? Wouldn't it be over when handcuffed on the spot."

Feng Jianguo sneered, took a sip of his teacup and extinguished the fire for himself: "I don't know you, a bunch of raccoons! Without the approval of the organization, you are acting without authorization. Who gave you the right to lynch witnesses?! Do you know this is Illegal?!"

Song Yuhang stood a little straighter: "Report, Forensic Doctor Lin did not act arbitrarily. I asked her to come. As for lynching, I can't talk about it. At most, the questioning method was a little too aggressive..."

She was justified.

Feng Jianguo slapped the teacup on the table again, the tea overflowed, and he was shaking with anger: "Song Yuhang, listen, listen, are you talking human words?"

Song Yuhang closed her eyes and seemed to have made a major decision. She never stated the true purpose of Lin Wei's coming to Wuli Town.

"In short, since I am the person in charge of criminal investigation and the leader of the special case team, all actions of Lin Wei are instructed by me. When the "White Whale" case is over, I am willing to accept all organizational punishments."

Song Yuhang hung up the phone, Lin Yan looked away, a shadow fell on the mud in front of him, Song Yuhang squatted down and looked at her.

"Is it tasty?"

Lin Fan didn't take a few bites of the Hua Juan in his hand, nor raised his eyes to look at her: "It doesn't have to be that way."

"You're here again, didn't you tell me everything last night?"

Lin Wei was startled, and lowered his eyes.

Song Yuhang wanted to reach out and touch her head, but there were so many people in the cafeteria that he had to give up.

"You still don't believe me."

It's time for a stone to warm up, but the opponent is Lin Wei, who is more guarded than anything, and distrust is her instinct.

Song Yuhang was a little sad, but she still didn't say anything.

"Eat quickly, after eating, I will take you to see Li Bin's body."

Lin Yan raised his eyes to look at her as soon as he heard this, and put Hanamaki in his mouth three times, choking and coughing, tears from the corners of his eyes, rubbed the corners of his lips and stood up, stammering.

"I, I have finished eating."

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The funeral home in the town is not air-conditioned, but it is actually a morgue.

As soon as he stepped in, Duan Cheng pinched his nose and backed out, took a deep breath, and put on another mask before he plucked up the courage to step in.

Lin Fan had already put on the gloves for the post-mortem examination. It was not very convenient to wrap the gauze on her left hand. Song Yuhang carried the survey lamp for her.

"When I broke in, he was about to roll the window to escape, and he just hit a face..."

Song Yuhang said, Lin Fei raised Li Bin's forearm and pressed it lightly, and then opened his eyelids: "There are needle-point bleeding spots on the conjunctiva, and the skin on the face is bruised."

After checking his eyeballs, Lin Nian's hand gently opened his mouth again, and leaned down slightly to observe: "There is bleeding in the masseter muscle of the mouth."

Duan Cheng hurriedly remembered in his notebook.

When the survey light came, Lin Fan found a tiny cloth fiber on his shaky front teeth that had leaked air.

"Cotton swabs."

Song Yuhang handed her things.

Lin Fan took the cotton swab and wiped off the end of the thread and put it in the evidence bag: "This is something on the murderer's body."

She was so sure because the match last night was short, but she not only remembered her but also had amazing eyesight. The murderer wore gloves and was well prepared. Otherwise, how could he not be able to find a fingerprint on the scene.

After doing this, she tore off Li Bin's clothes again, pressed her hand on his chest, and Song Yuhang's survey lamp was also illuminated.

"The systemic veins and capillaries are dilated, and it is initially confirmed that the cause of death is hypoxic asphyxia."

This is what the folks often say, being held to death by others.

Lin Wei looked at him with a bit of pain, his hands clenched into fists on the morgue bed.

Song Yuhang stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder: "Do you want to dissect it?"

Lin Nian solemnly let out a sulky breath: "No, the cause of death is clear, don't cut it off, let the old man enter the soil for peace."

When the group left the morgue, Song Yuhang asked the director of the police station: "Are there any other relatives in Li Bin's family?"

"No, he is a five-guarantee household. He divorced his wife more than 30 years ago, and his son and daughter were taken away by the woman. After retirement, he depends on the government for food and drink."

Song Yuhang nodded, and reached out and handed him a cigarette: "In this way, let's go to Li Bin's former residence again, and go to Xiaohe Village in the afternoon. It's hard for you..."

The director was flattered, so he was busy taking it and clicked: "Okay, OK, the Song team is too polite, I will arrange it now."

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Li Bin’s home was not far from the police station, and he arrived there after a walk of one hundred and eighty meters. Both front and back were close to the farmland. From time to time, there were cars pulling cinders passing by on the road, which was dusty.

The courtyard door was closed tightly. Song Yuhang reached out and took the padlock down and pushed the door into the courtyard. The courtyard was ruined, covered with dry leaves, and there were a few vegetable plots separated by the fence. There was nothing planted in the soil. A pear flower had also withered, and only the bare branches remained standing.

This is a typical two-story building in southern rural areas, and Song Yuhang looks at the courtyard. Lin Fei went straight into the hall with the investigation box. In the middle of the lobby, there was an enshrinement for Master Guan, the incense was few, and a thick layer of ashes fell on the chopping board.

This is an investigation that has nothing to do with the "white whale case", so Song Yuhang deliberately dismissed the others.

"From the perspective of the dilapidation of this yard, it hasn't been inhabited for more than ten years." She touched the furniture casually, her hands were black.

After Lin Yan inspected the hall, he even went through the incense burner: "Don't you think it's weird? Li Bin was only in his fifties more than ten years ago. He went to live in a nursing home so early, and he hasn't reached the level of dementia."

Song Yuhang was startled and followed her into the back room: "You mean, someone forced him to pretend to be crazy?"

Lin Nian thought of him holding his hand before he died, and when he heard her say that he was a forensic doctor, the light suddenly burst into his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel sad for a while.

"I don't know. I have been investigating it by myself for so many years. Every time I feel that there is progress or is about to make progress, I always feel that there is an invisible resistance that knocks me back to my original form. I don't know whether this is fate or bad luck. Yang Co."

"You are a forensic doctor and you have received Western education. You should be an unwavering materialist. Do you believe in your fate?"

As Song Yuhang said, he picked up a photo frame on the bedside table in the bedroom and gently blew away the dust on it. The family of four in the photo smiled very happily.

At that time, the only photography technique was black and white. She carefully looked at the two men and two women on the screen. The man should be Li Bin, the woman is his wife, and the smaller ones are his children.

Song Yuhang was about to put down the photo frame, but suddenly felt that the little boy in the photo was a bit familiar and called Lin Wei by name.

"Come and see who this looks like?"

Lin Wei heard the sound, picked up the photo and looked at it for a long while, frowning: "I can't remember, you remembered it wrong."

The little boy in the photo is only five or six years old, thin and small, with piercing eyes, and looks very delicate and clever. Not all the nice little boys in Lin Fan's impression are like this.

Song Yuhang touched his nose, his throat felt a little itchy because of the dust, so he let it go.

"Ok."

After inspecting the two bedrooms, the kitchen and bathroom are left. The dry toilets and pig pens in the countryside are connected together, and the smell is stinking.

Lin Nang was a little discouraged: "It stands to reason that he is an old forensic doctor who has worked for decades. He shouldn't have anything at home. Not to mention work records, it's strange that he doesn't even have a diary."

Song Yuhang pondered for a moment: "Let's look for it again. If it is true that Li Bin is pretending to be crazy and stupid according to what you said, even if it did, he would have been hiding it a long time ago."

"It's just such a big place, where can I hide it?" Lin Fan turned around, and couldn't find them, so he could only go through the pigsty.

Song Yuhang even found the pile of firewood behind the house. As soon as he removed the dead branches, a cauliflower snake with a thick thumb was startled and rushed out like lightning. She had no time to dodge, her index finger hurt, and the firewood in her hand hissed softly. The pile also fell to the ground.

Lin Yan heard the movement running over, only saw the biting animal dragging its long colorful tail into the ridge.

The cold sweat on her forehead came down in an instant, and she rushed over with a stride. Song Yuhang stepped back two steps and was stabilized by someone.

"Why are you so careless?!"

"I..." Maybe it was painful, Song Yuhang's face was a little pale, and she was shocked by her actions before she finished her words.

Lin Wei squeezed the bruise on the side of her finger. Seeing that there wasn't much oozing out, he opened his mouth and held it in and sucked gently.

The itching instantly climbed up the spine from where she swept the tip of her tongue.

There was another indescribable pleasure in the faint pain.

Song Yuhang's throat moved slightly, and he forgot to move for a while. He watched her **** out the blood and spit it out on the ground. Repeated several times until the wound returned to its normal color.

Lin Niansong breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her head, with blood stains on the corners of her lips, and her skin became paler and brighter.

Song Yuhang only felt that the slight itch had also rushed into her heart, making her worry about her, all her limbs were like ants crawling in her limbs, and she was about to move.

"It's okay, let's go down the mountain now and get an anti-viral serum..." Lin Nian comforted her, before she finished speaking, she was suddenly startled when she met her dim eyes.

She is so familiar with her, she also had this expression when her eyes met last night. Song Yuhang has not yet figured out what kind of feelings he feels for her, but she has desires first.

Lin Fan was anxious, angry and annoyed, and couldn't help yelling, "Song Yuhang, what have you been thinking about all day?! Don't you know that life is off, don't you hurry up..."

Seeing her getting angry, Song Yuhang actually smiled low, with joy written on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Lin Nian was nervous about her.

"What are you laughing at?!!!" Miss Lin almost jumped into a rage.

Song Yuhang took the person into his arms, and a slightly smiling voice rang in his ears: "I laughed that you obviously care about me and I also want to pretend to be fierce, isn't it in your life dictionary?" Honestly "These two words?"

Seeing her standing for so long, saying so much, and still having the strength to hug her, Lin Fan also recalled that the snake was not poisonous at all!

She wanted to understand, she suddenly gritted her teeth: "You knew that the snake was not poisonous and let me... let me..."

She was so angry that she couldn't speak. Her body could instinctively let her rush up to save Song Yuhang without even thinking about it. When she recovered, she felt hot.

Song Yuhang lifted her face and looked at it: "You still say you don't care about me? Let me go, let me die?"

She still remembers the scene yesterday. On the record of Qiu Song Yuhang is also unprecedented.

Feeling that the fingertips are leaning toward her lips again, Lin hated to smile and didn't smile, stomped her severely, stepped on her vamp, and drilled.

Song Yuhang jumped away on one foot: "Hi...his...you..."

Lin Fei snorted coldly, turned around and left: "Don't change your death, collect all the yellow waste in your brain!"

Song Yuhang limped to keep up: "No... listen to me... I thought of where I would hide..."

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Song Yuhang took out the ashes from the earthen stove while wearing gloves, Lin Fei took a dustpan, and the dust filled the sky, and she almost couldn't open her eyes.

"Ahem... are you alright?"

"Okay, okay." Song Yuhang said, leaning on the side of the stove with one hand, extending his arm to the innermost, his eyes lit up, and he pulled out half a book that was almost burnt.

"I see firewood behind this house, and I was thinking that since it is a very important thing, if Li Bin doesn't want to be found, will it be ruined, so I came to the kitchen to try his luck. I didn't expect it to be really..."

As she said, she wiped the dust off the notebook and wiped it with her sleeve.

The cover of the notebook is a hard shell, but the paper inside is almost burnt.

Lin Wei flipped through the pages, most of which were incomplete, and handed it back to her with a little disappointment.

"It's useless to find it after so much effort."

Song Yuhang took it and continued to turn: "The Emperor is worthy of his heart."

No valuable clues were found in Lin Fan's case, but she saw the three names of Yu Xinye sensitively.

She pointed to the yellowed and burned corner of the page to show her: "Look, here it is said that the blood type test of the deceased Yu Xinye and Yu Xinye's family members do not match. What does it mean to suspect that it is not the deceased himself?"

Lin Yan was shocked and brought it to her again. At that time, DNA testing was not yet popular, and blood type testing was already a more accurate way to identify the remains of the dead, especially in such large-scale disaster accidents.

"There are two possibilities. One is that Yu Xinye is not dead and is stealing a new post. Second, there is a problem with the simple blood type detection."

As soon as she finished speaking, a faint wind blew in, making her vest cool in the warm autumn afternoon.

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When they set off for Xiaohe Village, Wuli Town, Qing'an County, and Jiangcheng City all carried out blockades for expressways and investigations in major hospitals.

"Parking, parking, routine inspection, show your ID card and driver's license."

The driver scolded and got out of the car: "Hurrying home, why don't you check it today?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just show it if you show it."

Then the man reluctantly took out his ID. When the traffic police checked, several other traffic policemen walked around his car and let them go when they saw that there were no prohibited items.

"Damn, wasting Lao Tzu's time."

Although he was full of swear words, the traffic police took a step back, apologized and watched him go away.

Qing'an County.

"Police, has your hospital recently accepted patients with gunshot wounds?"

When the young nurse at the front desk saw a few criminal police officers with live ammunition coming in, she immediately stood up and flipped through the medical records: "No...no...the patients admitted in the past week are here..."

The diagnosis and treatment records were very detailed, from the patient's name to the time of admission to the hospital. A detective was left at the front desk to turn over, the leader made a gesture, and the others walked to the ward and scattered around.

At the end of the corridor, far away, the two men saw the policeman.

One of them took a step back and sat down on the steps, clutching his shoulders, panting, his face pale.

His companion helped him up: "Let's go, let's go to the next hospital."

The man's forehead oozes big beads of sweat, and the excessive blood loss and running around all night have made him exhausted. He licked his chapped lips.

"No, the police have already begun to doubt, it doesn't matter where you go."

"Then your injury..."

"Let's go, I will figure out a solution by myself..."