Chapter 29

"Song team, that's the family of the dead." Song Yuhang comes back in a hurry. As soon as he steps into the office, Fang Xin takes the folder, covers his nose, leans over and sticks it to her and says in her ear.

I saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a chair, taking off her shoes, picking her feet and rubbing mud. She also tore some dead skin from the sole of her feet from time to time. She put one hand on the table and grabbed a large handful of melon seeds from the plate. With a cup of tea in her hand, she shook her head and looked at the TV on the wall.

Song Yuhang walks over and sits down opposite her. The woman just wants to get angry. She blocks the TV. Seeing the two horizontal bars on her shoulder, she knows that this is a senior official, so she smiles again.

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Lin Yan got up, took off his uniform coat from the hanger, put it on, buttoned it up one by one, finally picked up the wide brimmed hat, put it on, straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, and walked away.

The early morning breeze raised the window screen, and the sunlight sprinkled on the folded paper crane through the French window.

In fact, there are still some regrets, not only because she and Li Shiping share the same disease, but also because she didn't have time to say "thank you" to her.

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

Lin Yan closed his eyes and let his tight muscles relax for a long time.

The acerbity of that moment made her clench her teeth gradually.

Lin Yan looks down at this picture. The person in the picture has bright eyes and bright teeth. After many years, she is still hit the softest corner of her heart by this picture.

"She's in a hurry. It seems that there's something urgent. I don't know if the photo falls out of the file bag. When I chase it out, I only find this one."

"At that time, the senior three teachers were short of hands, so I went to the general affairs office to help. She came very late, took the photos and left. I remember very clearly because it was past the time of work, and I would go home if she didn't come again."

This is what Li Shiping said -

one week after the college entrance examination, it's time to go back to school to get her graduation photos. She didn't go that day, so she asked Chunan to help her get them back.

But this is not the point, the point is that she is the last person Chu Nan met before he died.

The photo was given to her by Li Shiping. Fourteen years ago, Li Shiping was a little-known chemistry teacher.

It's Chunan.

She came out of the bath, wiped her hair, went to the study, and took out a yellowing picture from the drawer.

On the way to think, or discharge this edit a text message to Lin Ge, lest aunt white trip.

The clothes on his body are rancid all day, and his hair smells of disinfectant. Lin Yan can't help but decide to go back to take a bath and change clothes first.

Butler's car has been waiting downstairs, Lin Yan opened the door and sat in: "back to the villa."

The young lady swished into the elevator and pressed the door close button. At the last glance, she threw a kiss on the face of the nurse.

No, the pursuit is coming.

Lin Yan light tut a, back spread nurse younger sister's roar: "Thirteen bed, what are you doing?! How did you come out before you got well? "

Tut, it's a pity. He's a master.

When Lin Yan's mind flashed such an idea, the man had picked up the scattered papers and put them under his armpit to go to the internal medicine department.

Patients?

Lin Yan chatters endlessly. The man looks up at her, and his eyes are full of blood overflowing from poor rest.

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

The man squatted down and picked up the scattered video reports. He couldn't see his face clearly with a mask on. There were several strands of white hair on the top of his hair. He looked very old.

Miss Lin's usual style is that the villains complain first.

"Hey, do you have eyes?"

Lin Yan steps back, and the video bag in the man's hand is also scattered all over the ground. You know, the footwall of the martial arts practitioners is very stable. She is caught off guard and is a little surprised.

Turning a corner and about to escape from the sky, a tall and hasty man came up to her. She just looked back and bumped into him.

Although the chicken soup tastes good, she also wants to vomit after drinking too much. She has to stay sick even if she doesn't get sick a few more times. Moreover, she can't rest assured that the case has not been settled.

Good bye, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital, but also enjoy the prison meal that her aunt gives every day.In the early morning, there was no one at the triage table. The nurses were sleeping on their stomach. Wearing sunglasses and masks, Lin Yan walked through the corridor unimpeded.

Lin Yan got out of bed lightly, put the quilt back to the original state, took off the patient's clothes and put on his regular clothes, smoothed his fluffy curly hair and tied it into a ponytail at the back of his head, picked up his bag, stepped on flat shoes and went out quietly.

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until daybreak.

When she looked at it, she had the illusion of being integrated with the heaven and the earth. Under the gentle evening wind, her nervous tension for days finally relaxed, so that she closed her eyes slowly in the tenderness of the stars.

She opens the skylight, lies on the seat, looks up at the myriad stars, in front of the vast universe, the individual loneliness will always be magnified infinitely.

If I don't go back to the city Bureau tonight, I've been snoring in the police car.

Song Yuhang was the last one to come back. The dew wet his trouser legs, took off his uniform coat and held it in his hand, revealing the strong muscles of his forearm.

More than a dozen criminal policemen divided into groups, knocked on the door to door and asked dozens of farmers, big and small, until they came back to the village.

……

"What's her usual character? Does she have the idea of suicide?"

"Did she ever tell you that she didn't want to live?"

"Is there anything unusual about her lately?"

"Hello, Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. Have you met this man?"

Song Yuhang looked at her watch. It's 10:15 p.m. now, she turned around and said, "OK, now let's spread out and visit the surrounding people to see if there are any new clues."

Fang Xin suddenly realized that Jiang was still old and spicy.

"Yes, the traces of the bus. We can't drive in the police car because of the low chassis on such a bad road, but the bus can. Just passing by the village, I noticed that there was an old bus stop sign over there, which said that the last bus to the city was 6 p.m. The Wangs have no means of transportation. It takes us more than two hours to drive from the Municipal Bureau. They can't walk that far just with one leg. Although it is also possible to ask others to borrow it, it is not likely, and it is bound to arouse the suspicion of others. As long as we are willing to work hard to ask, we will certainly be able to ask. "

She is also an expert in trace identification: "this is..."

Looking in the direction of her finger, there were two clear tracks on the country road where only one bus could pass.

She thought and asked this, song Yuhang smile: "there is no time to commit a crime, pay attention to the two ruts?"

This means that all the people around the girl may be the culprits of her suicide.

Fang Xin still had some doubts, because the DNA alignment results of the incomplete embryonic tissue had come out, and no matching sequence was found in the gene library.

After looking at the room, a few people came out along the country road.

She handed the exercise book to Fang Xin: "take it back for handwriting identification."

Song Yuhang bowed his head and walked into the room again. He picked up an exercise book from the ground with a flashlight and flipped through a few pages. He saw a lot of math problems and some simple cartoon patterns. He drew a whale, which was like a girl's essay in class.

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

Fang Xin came in response and took out the saliva test paper from the investigation box to indicate to him to contain it. Without too much hesitation, the boy finished it and handed it to her.

When other people wanted to ask further, song Yuhang stopped: "Fang Xin, take his DNA sample."

"She came back after playing cards at seven o'clock in the evening, and never went out again. I also studied at home, and she also made supper in the evening."

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

Song Yuhang took a look at her and said, "it's just routine."

The woman was not happy when she heard this: "ouch, what do you mean, officer? Didn't Miao Miao jump down from the upstairs? It's none of my son's business

"Can anyone prove it?"

"In Studying at home. " He took a look at his mother.

"Where were you on the night of May 31?" Song Yuhang is in charge of the inquiry, and the investigators nearby are taking notes.

"Brother, brother, I don't mean you."

Zheng Chengrui pushes his glasses. He only hears the four words of fat head and big ears. Looking at them, Duan Cheng takes a step back.

Duan Cheng pokes Zheng Chengrui: "ah, these nieces and sons are just like heaven and earth. Nieces will not be allowed to go to school when they graduate from junior high school. I don't think it's good material for them to study when they are so fat."

"OK, hurry up. My son has to study."

"Live together again" let song Yuhang stay heart, she stopped the action in hand: "please call your son to come, we have something to ask him.""Well, there's nothing I can't live in. I used to live in a cowshed when I was a child. Besides, Miao Miao's brother is going to take the college entrance examination, so I can't live together any more and get distracted."

The woman stood at the door to watch them busy. Before she came out of the Municipal Bureau, she did not forget to put a handful of melon seeds into her pocket and chewed them.

Duan Cheng was also disgusted: "this How can people live in this place? "

If song Yuhang hadn't been in this town, Fang Xin would have howled out with a loud voice and turned pale with fear from the giant cockroach.

Technical investigators are busy. Fang Xin twists a few hairs from the pillow and puts them into the evidence bag. When he lifts his hand to move the pillow away, a swarthy insect quickly climbs out and sinks into the darkness of the bed seam.

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

In front of the bed is a small short table. The hostess has not finished her homework, and some books and papers are scattered on the ground.

There was an elevated bed in the middle of the room, under which were some grey bedding, and above which were also full of things.

Fang Xin coughed with her mouth covered and threw away the flying ash. Then she saw that it was a sundry room with an area of less than 8 square meters, full of stale sesame seeds and rotten millet, and stored some vegetables that she didn't know how long they had been stored, giving off a musty smell.

The main room is not big. There is a big bedroom in each of the two rooms. It is the residence of the husband and wife. On the right side is the room of the son. When the main room goes to the end, the woman pushes open a wooden door and the dust falls down.

The woman's face suddenly flashed a few silk unnatural, in Song Yuhang's eyes hard to lead them to the house.

He Miao is the one who committed suicide by jumping off a building and was run over by vehicles.

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

The woman released her hand and gave song Yuhang a embarrassed smile: "several police officers, sit inside."

"There's an outsider here. Don't make people laugh, will you?"

"You son of a bitch, when you come out to the toilet, you don't turn off the light in the room! I can't screw your ears. " He said that he was going to screw his ear. The boy hid and cried.

His son came out of the toilet in a T-shirt and said, "Mom, what's the matter?"

The woman turned around and called her son's name and asked him to turn on the light in the hall.

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

Song Yuhang followed her across the threshold: "where's your husband?"

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

Song Yuhang glanced at the light: "someone?"

There was a light on in the room, and a dirty dog was tied in front of the door.

Walk along the muddy path at the entrance of the village, then turn left to bypass a ridge. Not far away is Wang Xiuzhen's home.

Fang Xin gave him a white look: "we're here to handle the case. Don't worry about other things."

Duan Chengqi was about to come forward and was pulled back by Fang Xin: "she How could she talk like that? Is this still human? "

Wang Xiuzhen let out an airway from her nostril: "ouch, a dog can't spit out ivory. What can I do? It's not my unfortunate niece who died. Alas, it's better to die than to be poor alive."

"Oh, Xiuzhen, what's the matter at the stall? Why are the police following you?"

Song Yuhang's eyes glanced in the past. When several idle men saw someone coming, they collected the loose change on the table in their pocket and grinned at the woman.

The old men burst into laughter.

Under the dim yellow light, there was a dark table with no original color. Several old men gathered around to play cards, smoking bags of smoking bags and smoking cigarettes of smoking cigarettes. Several half boys squatted on one side playing with the mud on the ground. One of them picked up a cigarette end from the ground and took a puff, then coughed.

Most of the people who live here are very poor. The houses are low, the wires are high and low, and the smell of chicken dung and cow dung is floating in the air. From time to time, two skinny and hungry stray dogs ran by the roadside. They heard a few chicken crows in the distance. It was only after walking for tens of meters that a flashing street lamp lingered and died at any time.

The woman's home is still in the innermost village of Xicheng District, which belongs to the suburb. The concrete road only reaches the entrance of the village. Two days ago, it rained and the road was muddy. The wheels got stuck and broke down. The group had to wade in the mud.

When song Yuhang's thoughts floated back to the rooftop that day, she always felt that the man in black and the letter were not coincidental.

Suicide?

"That's it. I have to kill myself."

Song Yuhang is also too lazy to explain to her. Several criminal investigators run away with her and whisper behind her.

"All right, all right, it's really troublesome. If you die and bury it, just pay for the money that should be paid to us? It's a big circle. "

There seems to be some impatience on a woman's face, but song Yuhang's euphemism and tone are not allowed to be a gimmick.

Song Yuhang's eyes fell to her neck, hidden in the collar of a necklace: "can you take us to your house to have a look?"The woman smashed the melon seeds: "no, she doesn't like to talk very much. She doesn't tell us anything, but I went to their school for several parents' meetings. The teacher said that her grades were very good and there was no reason to commit suicide."

Song Yuhang nodded to show clearly, turned back and said: "does your niece have the idea of suicide recently?"

Just then, Fang Xin knocked on the door and came in. She leaned over her ear and said, "the DNA comparison results are out."

Song Yuhang's face did not change and his brow did not wrinkle: "we don't know. It depends on how the court decides."

“……”

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

At this point, the woman's face just showed a trace of sadness: "I still expect her to finish junior high school, go out to work to earn money to subsidize the family, how suddenly..."

"No, I don't know where I died long ago. I see my sister pitiful. I see her pitiful. She followed me when she was still suckling."

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

The woman shook her head, grabbed the melon seeds and said, "no, no, my sister came out to work when she was a teenager. When she met a heartbreaker, she left her and ran away. She didn't last long and gave birth to a baby and died."

"Are there any other family members at home?" Asked the criminal investigator, who was sitting on one side.

Under the gaze of the two criminal policemen on the opposite side, the woman patted her mouth: "bah, bah, bah, I'll tell you why."

She poked at the photo with her fingers, and there was no sadness on her face: "this dress is left for her by me, and the shoes are from the garbage..."

"Yes, yes, but she's not my daughter. I'm her aunt."

"Bah, bah." The woman spat out the melon seed shell on the ground and took the photo from her hand.

Of course, it's impossible to show her the tragic situation of the body at the scene of the crime. What the criminal police photographed were pieces of clothes and shoes on the girl's body.

Song Yuhang did not change his face. He took out the photo from his file bag: "look, is this your daughter?"

"Song, just call me officer song." As soon as I got close to her, there was an overwhelming smell of feet. No wonder other people didn't want to come.

"Oh, female leader, what can I do for you?"

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