Chapter 21

the sound of footsteps came from upstairs. The man in black dodged into the utility room where the cleaning tools were stacked, wiped the sweat on his forehead, pressed the micro wheat on his collar and gasped violently.

"Help me hold her for ten minutes!"

The sound of footsteps is getting closer and closer. Song Yuhang is carrying a gun and several criminal policemen are advancing in tactical formation.

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thank you for throwing the grenade: ala, Jingyan, zowen, nihilistic;

thank you for throwing the overlord ticket or irrigating nutrient solution for me ~

Song team: are you sure you are playing with me, not me?

Finally, let's give the microphone to song team [goutoubaoming]

in addition, when I type in the document, I will leave a few lines empty to change the scene, but Jinjiang has a mandatory format, and the extra part will be forced into one line, so it looks a little messy. Today, I use * * instead of changing the scene. I don't know if you will look better?

I've read all my friends' suggestions. It's really wrong not to put a full stop in double quotation marks. This is my typing habit. I will try to change it from today on.

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Song Yuhang lowered his voice: "follow, she is very cunning, be careful"

"still follow?"

Her eyes follow Lin Yan's car to leave, and the miniature wheat hanging on her ears echoes Zizi.

Even if she has passed away, she is no longer there, but if you want to love someone, it should be that whenever and wherever you think of her, you will have a warm smile on your face.

"She is an expert in teaching. She is very kind, gentle, knowledgeable, and treats students equally..."

Song Yuhang looks up at the sky and drizzles again. She remembers the smile on her face when she talked about Ding Xue when she went to Li Shiping's home.

Ding Xue's mother holds Ding Ya in her arms. The child cries and stretches her arms to reach her father. She holds her back and wipes her tears.

As soon as the two old men saw the body bag, they fell to the ground and wailed.

She lowered her head to fasten her seat belt and looked anxious. As the car slowly slid out of the community, the body bag was also carried down from upstairs.

"Master, go to Taian mental hospital."

Song Yuhang's Kungfu of trance God, she has released, she started to run, rushed downstairs directly called a taxi.

That always or ridicule or disdain or cold or sarcastic eyes, there is a rare panic.

Lin Yan roughly pulled her collar and knocked people away: "get out of the way, don't stop me, or I'll never finish with you!"

Song Yuhang reached out to stop her: "what are you going to do?"

No sooner had she uttered a word than she changed her face, took off her hat and ran out.

She took off her gloves and went to one side to answer the phone: "hello?"

Looking at Ding Xue's pale face in front of her, she faintly lost her mind. She reached out and wanted to take out her mobile phone in front of her chest, but her mobile phone rang.

She wrote down the account, and sooner or later she would get it back with interest.

Lin Yan slightly astringed his eyes, moved his sore shoulder, opened his thin lips and spat out a few words: "Damn, tease me."

"Song team, the people around visit --" someone came over with a pen and paper. Song Yuhang let go of her, got up and walked over, as if nothing had happened.

she gently inhaled his nose, as if sighing, "the perfume of Lin Fei is quite special today. I remember it."

Lin was tired of moving. Song Yuhang did not allow her to hide. Even the lips were almost immediately caught up with her ears and drilled along the graceful curve to her neck.

The warmth caressed her earlobes.

She said light, then leaned over and lowered her voice, somewhat bewitching.

She also laughed: "Doctor Lin has a good attitude and can still sleep. Do you hear the cry of sun Xiangming's parents and daughter downstairs? The white haired people send the black haired people away. Their parents died when they were young. They have long dreams and the hell is empty. The devil is in the world. I hope forensic doctor Lin can sleep well every night. "

It's empty, only its own reflection.

Song Yuhang still clamped her shoulder and didn't move, looking into the black eyes.

People like Lin Yan are more difficult to deal with than sun Xiangming.

Her expression is magnanimous, there is not a trace of unnecessary evasion.

She looked at the light brown eyes of the people in front of her and said, "what can I have to be happy about? I want to sleep more."

Lin Yan looked back, if it wasn't for a mask, he almost came to a kiss.

Her cool lips almost closed to her ears.

"Ding Xue died, sun Xiangming also died, they all died, are you happy?"

Lin Yan pointed to the corpse in front of him, and his eyes were a little innocent: "I know. Isn't that why I came here?""Li Shiping is dead." She was almost gnashing her teeth.

As they did that night, they spoke in close ear contact.

Lin Yan was pinched by her so that her bones were broken, but she couldn't hide, let alone fight back.

When the four eyes are opposite, song Yuhang squats down and seems to embrace her shoulder intimately. In fact, only he knows how much strength he has used.

"I'll see later!"

"Ah Ah, I haven't finished... "

Duan Cheng is still looking at the mouth of the dead with a magnifying glass in his hand. He is caught off guard and dragged away by the collar.

Fang Xin coughed lightly and turned to pull Duancheng's clothes.

"Why, song team has a crush on me? I don't mind. After all, dumplings are not as good as they are delicious and sister-in-law is not as good as they are fun, do you think? "

Lin Yan is all over hair by this gaze, she is strong from calm, affectionate eyes reveal a trace of teasing.

Song Yuhang stares into her eyes. His eyes are so deep that he seems to see a flower in her face.

Lin Yan raised his eyes impatiently: "let's stop the light, don't you know?"

A shadow suddenly fell in front of him, blocking the light of the exploration lamp.

She strode past.

Song Yuhang's eyes glanced in the past. Lin Yan was squatting on the ground to do a preliminary autopsy for Li Shiping. His mask blocked most of his charming face, and his hair went neatly into his hat, revealing his thin white back neck.

Or she knew that person would come.

Isn't Li Shiping afraid of the police?

Why?

Since the door lock is intact, it means that this man didn't break into the door. He knows sun Xiangming and Li Shiping. Maybe Li Shiping opened the door for him.

She ordered people to take photos and collect samples.

The traces of the fight are mainly concentrated in the entrance. The door lock is intact, and there are squeezing traces on the side of the door. When you touch it with your gloved fingers, some sawdust will fall.

She went back to the door.

Song Yuhang opened the curtain, but it was still dark outside. She pushed the window hard, motionless and welded to death, which meant that the third person on the scene could not climb up from the window.

She said this to song Yuhang, but the man turned a deaf ear.

After repeated confirmation, she just got up: "she died of central respiratory failure caused by cyanogens and chemicals. Whether it is organic cyanogens and chemicals or inorganic ones, we have to wait for further autopsy to confirm."

A taste of bitter almonds.

Lin Yan did lie very low, one hand on the ground, the tip of the nose next to the tip of the nose, she sniffed, as if not sure, again bent down to do the same.

"Lin Dr. Lin... "

The person who is watched breaks open sun Xiangming's mouth, takes off the mask and leans down slightly. Duan Cheng is stunned and thinks that she wants to have a close contact with the dead.

That look is unspeakable cold, there is a trace of disgust.

Song Yuhang took it over and looked at it carefully for a while, but Yu Guang fell on the man.

Fang Xin picked up the syringe that had fallen on the ground, put it into the evidence bag and gave it to her: "it's preliminarily judged that there is only one person's fingerprint on it, whose is it? We have to wait until we go back to the bureau to make a fingerprint comparison."

Lin Yan gave the lamp to someone else and gently broke his jaw with his right hand. As soon as the light shone, a small pinhole could be seen on his neck.

She put on gloves and went to sun Xiangming's side. Together with Duan Cheng, she turned the man over. Because the body was stiff, it took some effort.

The trace inspection is already working.

Li Shiping lay not far away, with blood on his lips and a mobile phone in his hand.

The air conditioner in the room is turned on very low. As soon as Lin Yan goes in, he shivers. In order not to damage the scene investigation, the pedal has been laid. Sun Xiangming lies face down on the ground, and a syringe falls down beside him.

***

"Li Shiping is dead."

Song Yuhang's voice is as if with a million years of ice, carefully pondering, there is still a hint of gnashing teeth in it.

She pressed answer.

Lin Yan motioned for them to get out of the way, inserted it in the middle, put the basin under the bed, touched the mobile phone from the side of the pillow, and a string of non signed numbers jumped on the screen.

The fat man stretched out his leg to kick the door and drew back like lightning. "No No Team song is looking for you. "

She looks a little bit bad: "Yo, what are so many people doing around here?"

It looks like I just came back from the shower over there in the anatomy room.

Several people looked at each other, and the fat man stepped back. Just as he was about to break the door violently, Lin Yan appeared in the corridor with a washbasin, a towel hanging around his neck, wet hair dripping down, and a vest and hot pants.

Fat man swallowed saliva, back down for another criminal police knock on the door, is still no answer.

The room was silent, and no one answered him.A line of Criminal Police steps across the corridor, straight to the duty room, Zheng Chengrui clear throat, knock on the door: "forensic Lin, forensic Lin, in?"

Duan Cheng did not dare to speculate, the phone was soon connected, Zheng Chengrui heard half of the hands of the drumstick "PATA" sound fell on the keyboard.

Take a few more people What does that mean?

"Well," Song Yuhang said, "bring more people."

Duan Cheng calls Zheng Chengrui and says, "Lao Zheng Lao Zheng is here. Let him have a look. "

The scene has been sealed off. The cordon is pulled to the downstairs of unit 1. The police lights are flashing, which makes the face even colder.

"Who else is in the technical investigation?"

"Team song, no No one answers... "

Duan Cheng hung up the phone, and his face was a little anxious. He couldn't understand how forensic doctor Lin became a suspect and got involved in the case. It's not a light crime to know that two people died suddenly.

The screen of the mobile phone beside the pillow turns off, lights up and turns off, and the cold prompt sound comes from the receiver.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being..."

***

she was almost gnashing her teeth: "call forensic doctor Lin and ask her, where she is, what she is doing, what she is doing."

Just came over and shoulder long hair has been tied up, the front of the broken hair with clip, revealing full and round forehead and red eyes.

She was a little impatient to turn around a few times, finally can't help a punch hit on the pole.

When song Yuhang took people to chase out, the streets were bustling with people, and there was no trace of that person.

The man in black didn't delay any longer. He pushed his legs, climbed up the wall with both arms, turned over the force, and the bullet hit the tiles with sparks.

In front of a two meter high wall, the man in black grabbed the branch and swung it up. He firmly grasped the wall with one hand. The branch he had just pulled was smashed by the bullet.

The man seemed to be aware of it. A criminal policeman who had just been captured on his hand pushed her with his backhand. He staggered the encirclement circle in three or two steps. In the ensuing barrage of bullets, he flashed left and right, rolled close to the ground, and the bullet flew past his ear.

Song Yuhang made a big alarm in his head, took away his gun and jumped on it: "catch alive!"

Moreover, the man was obviously injured when he ran away, but this man was flexible in his legs and feet. Under the siege of many well-trained criminal police, he was very skillful, even a little like playing monkey. He was not in a hurry to escape.

She had a fight with him. She knew that the knee stroke not only had to be quick in response, excellent in waist and abdomen, but also had to be extremely strong. Only in this way could a man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of more than 200 kilograms be knocked out. And that person just now is dexterous and has insufficient strength. Otherwise, song Yuhang would not stand here now.

This man in black is more vigorous and domineering than he was just now. The man just now is also very good, but he is absolutely not domineering.

Dark muzzle aimed at him, song Yuhang slightly pulled the trigger, but always feel there is something wrong.

If it wasn't for the police's instinct to use electricity, the police's stick would have broken his jaw. Rao Shi also stepped back a few steps, his eardrum hummed, and he coughed up half of his broken teeth with blood in one mouth.

The man in black grabs his predecessor's shoulder and kicks in the air. This move is quite similar to the one that kicked song Yuhang upstairs just now.

Another plain clothes came up and hit him in the head. He took the back of his head and asked him to ambush him on the spot. He had no power to fight back.

Plain clothes vomited blood on the spot and flew out!

"Group by group, flank." The men in black were very good. They broke off one of the men's wrists and grasped his arm. The knee is one of the hardest parts of the human body. If they continue to work hard, the five viscera and six Fu organs are suffering from colic.

As soon as he looked at his watch, time was running out and he could not delay any longer. He stood up with a mechanical stick, took off his hood and clothes. He picked up a few dirty cleaners' clothes from the utility room, put a handful of putty on his face, changed his face and walked out in a swagger.

Damn, that's enough to force him to this position.

The man in black took off his strength and sat down along the wall. He coughed a few times from his throat, wiped the corners of his lips, and left a little red on the back of his hand.

There was a faint light in the open wooden door, and the sound of footsteps outside disappeared.

A black figure jumped down the stairs from the corner.

"There! Don't let him escape Several criminal policemen chased out while shooting.

With a slight step, he was about to go out and flee. Suddenly, there were several shots outside the door.

Song Yuhang's hand on the door handle, the fragile wooden door in her hands issued a creaky light ring, at this moment, the man in black holding a mechanical stick's phalanx is also white.

The sound of footsteps was close at hand, and he silently counted: one, two, three

The man in black clings to the wall and holds the black mechanical stick tightly. He tries to adjust his breathing and swallows saliva. He stretches from the back of his head to his toes in a straight line. The stick is held upside down in his hand. He looks like a beast ready to go.Thank you little angel for irrigating [nutrient solution]:

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