Chapter 22

"Miss, that car is still with you."

Lin Yan holds up her mobile phone and takes a look in the rearview mirror. She is really in no mood to deal with others today. She tugs at the corners of her lips and spits out cold and heartless sentences.

"Do it."

Thanks to the angel who threw the land mine: ala, breeze, recode, carry the steamed bread, clear sky ♀ One in ten thousand li;

thank the little angel who threw the grenade: nihilistic, I heard you are cute, zowen1;

thank the little angel who threw the overlord ticket or irrigation nutrient solution for me ~

I: do you know what it's like to be naked? Have you ever paid back the loan? The difference is that other people return it on January 1, and I return it every day. JPG

in addition, a little angel asked me if I could add more?

If you want to see the veteran cadres in a straight line, please take a look at our song team [dog head to protect life]

what I want to write is not a straight line forensic, but a professional woman who stands out of the rules, not only in the professional field, but also in private. She's a "human" first, and a forensic second.

, besides, I have said before that the part of forensic medicine in criminal investigation has been dramatize and exaggerated. I know that forensic medicine does not spray perfume and does not dye fingernails. I checked and consulted the insiders, but I decided to add them up. First, this is fiction, not documentaries, and the two is to add more possibilities to characters. The diversity of things adds to the success.

The author has something to say: I don't like to simply define a person as a "good person" or "bad person". There is a standard for good-looking or ugly writing. This standard also varies from person to person. The other is my honey, and human nature is more complicated. It's not clear in a few words, and the world is not black or white. It may be a little easier to read with such an idea.

How many more surprises can you bring me?

Lin Yan, Lin Yan.

The temperature of alcohol did not melt the ice in her eyes.

Now I raised my right hand to the tip of my nose and took a deep breath.

She tore it from the man in black. Instead of giving it to the police as evidence, she kept it close to her.

After he left, song Yuhang spread out his palm, and a thin piece of cloth had been crumpled.

The man no longer said much, carrying a backpack to walk away.

"On vacation."

Song Yuhang was stunned and took the residual ice in the cup as a bang.

When he got up, song Yuhang saw him bend his lips slightly: "it seems that you have never drunk wine during working hours."

The man took it and put it in his bag. He couldn't stay too long and was ready to leave.

This is the informant she has worked with for many years. Song Yuhang takes a pile of money out of his pocket and hands it to him.

"Hard work, have a good rest."

Song Yuhang only felt that she tasted the bitterness from the clear wine. She was not reconciled, but had nothing to do with her for the time being.

The man sipped a cup of wine, and his hat brim was so low that he couldn't see his face clearly: "the other side is very alert, and there are so many experts around me. I'm already exposed, so I'm not suitable to follow any more"

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: "I really underestimate her."

The man put on his hat again: "it's a professional killer. I've got my life back."

She squeezed the glass in her hand.

"How do you --" Song Yuhang raised his eyes. The man had taken off his cap and wrapped a circle of white gauze around his head. Blood was oozing from the corner.

The man looked behind him and saw that there was only a little bartender looking curiously. He leaned his umbrella against the table and sat down opposite song Yuhang.

The bartender watched him carry the wine to the table of the lady who was just in a trance.

The wind chime at the door of the shop rang. The man took his umbrella and pushed the door in. He went straight to the bar and asked for a deep-water blast.

Song Yuhang took out the money from his wallet and handed it to him: "that's it."

The bartender is still chattering: "especially suitable for free and uninhibited soul..."

The other side smiles and answers, "mogito."

"What kind of wine is this?" she asked casually

She couldn't help remembering that night at Randy's bar, Lin Yan put a glass into her hand and lifted her hair.

She didn't hear anything clearly, so she heard a word - mojito.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the bartender pointed out another kind of wine to her: "Miss, would you like to try our shop's signature mojito, adding lime, mint and crushed ice to the white rum, the taste is very refreshing -"

Song Yuhang looked at his mouth blankly, and couldn't hear what he said.

Seeing her hesitation, the bartender enthusiastically recommended: "long island iced tea is on sale today. It is made of vodka, white rum, tequila and so on. It is especially suitable for women to drink!"

"What would you like to drink, miss?" Her eyes wandered over the colorful drinks on the display board."* *

" if a person like Lin Yan can't be a friend, she's an enemy. She's a bloody sword, and you're the best scabbard. "

"Why?" she said hoarsely

Song Yuhang holds the doorknob and turns back. His eyes are full of blood. After several days of sleeplessness, he is also haggard.

When he finally got up and left, Feng Bureau stopped her again: "didn't you ask me why I transferred Lin Yan to our Municipal Bureau?"

It's like looking in the mirror. The environment inside and outside the mirror may have changed, but in the final analysis, it's just one person.

Genius and madman are not necessarily only one step away, but two similar talents have the possibility to guess each other's heart.

She wouldn't have done that.

At that time, she did not want to understand one thing. The so-called intuition must be based on a certain understanding of each other. She knew that she would do it. In fact, her subconscious also reflected her own heart.

Besides, the man in black is two.

She didn't know where this intuition came from. She just had a sense of familiarity. Lin Yan had something to do with the man in black.

But Lin Yan was an accident.

She didn't always believe in any supernatural intuition or reasoning. She only believed in the evidence she had collected and logical assumptions.

She can't say it.

In the face of his painstaking advice, song Yuhang just buried his head. His eyes were red and he seemed to be forbearing, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Believe it or not, you just caught Lin Yan in front of you, and the municipal Party committee in back of you can call me on my desk with one phone call. You can't handle a case with personal emotions. You are an old criminal policeman. How can you still make such a low-level mistake?"

Feng Ju hated the iron but not the steel, and his index finger was bent on the table: "Song Yuhang, song Yuhang, now you take it for granted that Lin Yan is the man in black. What's the truth and the evidence? Do you know who Lin Yan's father is? Who is she? "

"You should take half of the responsibility for sun Xiangming's death. If you didn't catch sun Xiangming and let him go, maybe you wouldn't scare him. Now that Li Shiping is dead, it's better. I thought there was another man in black who solved the case."

"When I was a film policeman under Zhao Ting's hands, he would emphasize at every meeting that we should not take things for granted and be specious when solving a case. We must speak with facts and reason and present evidence. We are public security police, not bandits!"

"It's my fault."

Song Yuhang rubbed his face, smoothed the broken hair on his forehead and took a few deep breaths to calm his breath.

"Zhao Ting is your teacher, and he is also kind to me. He was sitting in my present position. He is the director of our Jiangcheng Municipal Bureau who went out. What you lost today is not a person's face, but the face of the whole criminal police force, the whole municipal bureau and his old man!"

One time sitting in front of the sofa, I stare at the paper cup

"Tell me, why do you doubt Lin Yan?" When there were only two people, Feng Ju spoke more gently and motioned her to sit down.

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“……”

Duan Cheng rushed over excitedly: "brother Zheng, you are my brother!"

Zheng Chengrui raised his head from the computer and pushed his glasses: "programmer, write code, that's the kind of one click input of all the beautiful photos on the Internet..."

Fang Xin pondered for a while and shook his head: "maybe he's married, Lao Zheng."

"What do you want to do if you are not a policeman?"

Her voice did not fall, Duan Cheng red face a grab back, Chuai baby Chuai back to his arms, mouth mumbling: "I do not want to test civil servants, ah, I want to be a photographer in our small county, eat and die."

During the fight, Duan Cheng's book fell to the ground. Fang Xin picked it up and held up the flowery magazine: "ah, you also want to be a civil servant. Let me see what it is. Oh, cangjingkong and Yoshizawa Mingbu..."

The dull atmosphere was broken, Zheng Chengrui flicked his hand: "go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go

On hearing this, Duan Cheng chuckled and poked his round stomach: "ah, what's the matter with Lao Zheng today, incarnating in love saint?"

"In fact, I think" he belched a lot: "this case also taught us a lesson. Love killing is not only about men and women, but also about love between the same sex."

After she said this, several people didn't say a word. Zheng Chengrui also put down his chicken leg and looked out of the window. The rain dripped down the banana leaves and hit the window lattice.

Perhaps criminal policemen always participate in other people's lives as bystanders, and feel the bitterness from the details. Then there is a moment when the instinct of human empathy can also make them feel the pain of the victims. Although it is only a little, it is enough to make the young heart difficult to calm down.

Fang Xin sipped a mouthful of milk tea, and her eyes were a little disappointed: "that's a pity. You said that in the last few hours of her life, she was so miserable, and she was still thinking about the place where she met Li Shiping before. How much obsession it must be.""It can be fake. After all, it's forensic medicine Lin who did the identification. In Binhai, no, it's also a famous authority all over the country."

Duan Cheng was lying on his back in a chair, holding a civil service examination book with the outer cover and a fancy swimsuit magazine inside.

Fang Xin stood leaning against the table, holding a cartoon porcelain cup in his hand, still thinking about Ding Xue's case: "the cause of death is really delayed drowning?"

Technical investigation office.

* *

"Song Yuhang will stay for a while."

Song Yuhang went out with the others. Feng Jianguo sipped his tea and called her name.

Before she finished the second half of her sentence, Feng Ju waved to signal that everyone was gone.

It's the police!

Song Yuhang moved his lips, and his voice was dumb: "the scene was very clean, even the door handle was wiped. If we didn't show up in time, it would be a plot of deliberate revenge and suicide after revenge! This person has a rich sense of anti investigation and is an old hand, or... "

Feng Jianguo rubbed his eyebrows, only to feel worried: "how do you explain the man in black who appeared at the scene?"

"Li Shiping has no other scars on his body except the strangulation mark left by sun Xiangming. It can be inferred that Suicide. "

"Therefore, we believe that the dead sun Xiangming and Li Shiping had a fierce fight, and Li Shiping was in a bad position in the fight, but at the critical moment, he still put the syringe containing cyanide and chemical injection into his neck, which was fatal."

"There are four less obvious strangulation marks on the left neck skin of the deceased Li Shiping, one on the right side, and the left and right strangulation marks are consistent with sun Xiangming's fingerprints. Clothing fibers were also extracted from Li Shiping's nails, which were identified as the same pajamas that sun Xiangming was wearing."

"There were signs of fighting at the scene. Sun Xiangming's left wrist, upper arm and lower arm were abraded in a large area. After identification, it was consistent with the extrusion mark on the side of the door. His skin tissue was also detected from the sawdust."

Another assistant forensic doctor also stood up and said: "it was preliminarily determined that the deceased sun Xiangming was poisoned by cyanide. The time of death was around 10 am. The air conditioner was turned on in the room. The actual time of death may be a little earlier than this. The remaining arsenic and chemicals, commonly known as arsenic, were detected in Li Shiping's mouth."

Fang Xin came out of the team tremblingly: "ah Better than It's better It's true that only Li Shiping's fingerprints were found on the syringe, and no third person's fingerprints, footprints or bloodstains were found at the scene. "

"How's the fingerprint match going? Has the poison been analyzed? "

"Feng Ju, don't be angry, don't be angry. Pay attention to your health. The top priority is to solve the case." Zhang Jinhai wanted to help someone sit down and was whisked away. Although Feng Jianguo refused his kindness, he couldn't really do it too much. He took the teacup in his hand and took a SIP to calm the fire.

Song Yuhang moved his lips, said nothing, and slightly lowered his head. As the deputy leader of the Criminal Investigation Detachment, she was the commander in chief.

The two members injured by the man in black are still lying in the hospital, one with liver contusion and the other with jaw fracture.

The more Feng Jianguo said, the more angry he was, and the table was shaking: "in normal training, one by one, I'm the best in the world. It's hard for me to meet an opponent. I won't lose so much if I take out one star and a half of your Kung Fu."

"It's all bullshit! No one! Even if the whole team is not clear about the taxpayer, it's not even the police who help the whole team to pay for it! "

Song Yuhang took the lead to stand in front of Feng's spittle.

The room was silent.

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Lin Yan slid down against the wall and buried his head in his arms. His voice trembled imperceptibly: "today It's Chunan's birthday. "

There was only a quiet wind in the corridor.

He was relieved, bowed slightly and walked away quickly.

"Go away"

he had no doubt that if he said one more word, he would be wring his neck, and unconsciously stepped back, with a cold sweat on his forehead.

That kind of eyes and just inside the man waving scissors poking a gas is very similar.

"It's usually good. How can it suddenly..." The subordinate words haven't finished, was frightened by Lin Yan's cold vision.

She looked down at the back of her hand, which was still bleeding. She thought: compared with Aunt Chen and Chu Nan, what is this pain?

"Miss, do you want to see it?"

The medical staff changed clean clothes and sheets for her. Lin Yan turned around and closed the door, and her subordinates handed her tissue.

Lin Yan gently picked people up from the ground and put them to bed. She was not strong enough, but Aunt Chen was very light and skinny.

Catching up with the medical staff, the man fell to the ground, a sedative down, the old man finally quiet.

She didn't hide and didn't want to hide. She let the sharp scissors open a few small holes in the back of her hand.The old man struggled, howled, and his voice was very shrill. The sharp mouth of the scissors stabbed at the back of Lin Yan's hand.

At the critical moment, Lin Yan burst up and directly dragged her waist from behind, dragging people back.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you

As she approached Aunt Chen, several medical staff also quietly walked around from behind. She seemed to have a sense of it. As soon as she suddenly turned around, the sharp blade of the scissors pointed at the medical staff's face.

"Put down the scissors first, and I'll take you to Chu Nan. Believe me I I'm sure I'll find her

"Aunt Chen..." Her voice was obscure, her mouth was hard to open, and she restrained herself to say a complete sentence.

"And you She took the scissors and scribbled in the air. Lin Yan stepped back and motioned to other people with her eyes to take advantage of this opportunity to press people down.

Tears were oozing from those muddy eyes. Holding the scissors, he trembled up and approached Lin Yan step by step: "it's you It's you You killed her... "

Five years on, she's crazy.

In this way, holding a broken bowl, clutching a stick and wearing a pair of open toe cloth shoes, she walked out of Jiangcheng, out of Binhai province and across the river.

Three years later, she sold her house and went to the streets with beggars in her arms.

Two years later, the letters she sent to the provincial public security department, the Discipline Inspection Commission and the supervision department were like a sea of stone.

She went to visit, was driven out and fainted in the street.

A year has passed.

She lingered day and night at the gate of the City Public Security Bureau.

……

Three months have passed.

Two months passed.

A month has passed.

She saw the past through the distant time. She saw the pale lights in the funeral home that night. She saw herself crying and limping to the ground. She also saw herself kneeling in front of the police, holding other people's legs and begging them to solve the case as soon as possible.

The body is just a pile of rotten meat lying on the dissecting table.

Lin Yan in her eyes turned into a bizarre light, a moment, a moment broken into pieces.

"I'm sorry, that's what happened when we found her. The forensic and trace examination departments tried their best..."

"Hello, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, is Chen Chunan's family member? Your daughter's body has been found

There is only a white wall behind Lin Yan.

The old man looked at her askew with a strange look, as if looking at a group of people behind her.

Lin Yan swallowed his saliva and wanted to go over to comfort her: "Aunt Chen, Chunan, she has..."

She took out the picture again and stared at her: "Chunan, it's daybreak. Why don't you come back?"

Lin Yan took a step forward, and the old man suddenly woke up, and his expression became a little unpredictable.

As she spoke, she covered people with her own clothes and gently bumped the picture like a baby. The scissors she had held in her hand were put on the bed.

"Chunan, it's dark. It's time to go to bed. Mom will cover you with a quilt."

"Chunan, the milk is in your schoolbag. Remember to drink it."

"Chunan, it's time to go home for dinner. Mom made your favorite braised fish. After dinner, let's kick shuttlecock."

The old man turned around and got nothing. Half of her trousers were wet with urine, and she didn't realize it. She only touched the paper in her arms with a gentle look.

In the small room, there was only a bed, a wardrobe and no desk.

"Chunan, don't hide Come out quickly

Trembling, she stood up again, her lips trembling.

The man called "Aunt Chen" lifted the quilt and threw all the pillows on the ground: "Chunan, where are you Don't play hide and seek with mom... "

She raised her head as if to swallow all the bitterness back. After taking a deep breath, she took a step forward gently. Her throat moved and she called her name: "Aunt Chen..."

When he heard the name from other people again, Lin Yan's eyes turned red and his palms clenched into fists.

She said, dragging a staggering step, with a urine bag hanging on her waist. As soon as she walked, the muddy yellow liquid flowed down her trousers.

"Chunan, Chunan..." As he spoke, the old man rubbed the yellowing picture in his hand, stuck it on his cheek and carefully stuffed it back into his arms for fear of being seen by others. Then he took it out and looked at it again and again.

Lin Yan sidled back and wiped the scissors against her chest. In front of her, the old man with white hair and bent waist was very eloquent. He muttered and turned back with the scissors.

Next to the doctor's face were scared white: "Miss Lin, be careful!"

Normally, the iron door of confinement is wide open. Lin Yan rushes forward with an arrow. As soon as he picks up the doorframe, he sees a blue and white figure rushing towards her, and his cold hand flashes by.The mental hospital is not big. It's a three story building. It goes through the long corridor on the second floor. There is a special patient living in the innermost room.

Lin Yan is walking fast and almost running. She suppresses her anger: "how long has it been? Why did you inform me now? How do you look after them? What's the situation now! "

A doctor had been waiting at the door for a long time. He led her upstairs with an apologetic look on her face: "Miss, the patient suddenly had a seizure and no one could get close to him. We just called you..."

"Miss, Taian mental hospital is here." Lin Yan throws out a few tickets from his wallet, pushes open the door and gets off the car. He trots all the way to the hospital in a hurry.

Lin Yan leaned on the back of his chair, and his vision drifted to the empty mountains, but his hand gradually pinched the mobile phone.

After the phone hung up, a black Santana came out of the mountain road at the corner and passed her taxi.

Thank you for irrigating the little angel:

Luoshen family's little teacher 10 bottles; I heard that you are very cute, 9 bottles; flying two dogs, 5 bottles; yunian, 3 bottles; windy in the forest, three points, 1 bottle;

thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!