Chapter 44

Song Yuhang was already standing in the kitchen when Lin Yan came downstairs with a bath towel. Lin Yan's clothes are still a little small for her. Her shirt is very close to her body, and her sleeves are rolled up to her elbows. Because of her height and long legs, she props up her suit pants very well. The hem of her shirt plunges into her pants at will, which is a bit natural and unrestrained. There are still wet drops on her hair.

When song Yuhang heard the news, he turned around and wore an apron on his waist: "what do you eat?"

Just looking at her back, she is a neutral beauty, and then she turns to be a chef in a western restaurant. Lin Yan's chin would smile to her: "what do you want with your suit and apron? Transfer to Michelin 3-star chef?

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At this time, someone outside the door called: "Song team, the mother of the dead contacted."

She felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had met.

She quit to go through the girl's photo album, there are her self photos, some landscape photos, and some pictures of sea whales.

The mobile phone lock has been opened by technicians. Song Yuhang flipped through a few pages, all of which were spam messages from some business halls.

Farewell, mom. I'm unfilial. I can't be your expected daughter in my whole life. I'll repay my kindness in the next life.

Song Yuhang got up and went over, the other side took the mobile phone from the table to her: "found from the dead mobile phone did not send out the message."

"Team song, here are some findings." The detective who checked the girl's bedroom called out.

It's not cleanliness, it's not obsessive-compulsive.

People who live alone are at least casual. They are also female students. They should have no time to do housework. Even the hair on the carpet is twisted clean.

It's clean.

Song Yuhang went to the other side, lying on the ground, checking the bottom of the sofa, and then lifted the carpet to have a look.

"OK, song team." Fang Xin came in response.

She picked it up and looked around in the light. There was a fingerprint on the wall of the cup: "Fang Xin, here is another fingerprint. Come and extract it."

After checking the trash can, her eyes fell on the empty glass on the tea table, and there was a trace of liquid left at the bottom of the glass.

There are also a few takeaway tickets, and the supermarket bills are collected one by one, which may be a clue that will provide great help for the detection of the case in the later stage.

Song Yuhang put it back again, went to the trash basket, found a few pieces of test paper, she took it and put it into the evidence bag.

Standing in the middle is the dead, or seven or eight years old, a family of three happy.

A photo frame was placed above the bookshelf in the living room. Song Yuhang reached for it and wiped it clean.

There was not much food in the fridge, most of which were instant products such as dumplings, dumplings and instant noodles, which accorded with the identity of the student living alone.

Song Yuhang roughly swept around. The doors and windows were in good condition. There was no sign of invasion or fighting. Only the footprints of the girls and the first few people who reported the crime were in the room.

Fang Xin brushes toner on the door handle until her fingerprints show up. She rubs them quickly.

Trace inspection is also in full swing.

Song Yuhang patted her on the shoulder and handed the lamp to others: "I'll go outside and have a look."

Lin Yan understood what she was thinking: "don't worry, I won't draw any conclusions if there is any lesson from Miao."

Two people looked at each other, and song Yuhang pressed his lips tightly.

In forensic science, it is called "trial cut wound".

The girl's wrists had been blistered, and the blood vessels and nerves all came out. The blade, a small and sharp object, can only be scratched repeatedly, and the girl's wrist does have superficial scratches parallel to the main incision.

Lin Yan just put the scale on the wrist of the deceased: "the cut wound of bone can be seen about 5cm deep in the left wrist, and it was repeatedly dragged several times."

Half way through the autopsy, Duan Cheng lights up the light for her. Song Yuhang reaches for it and says, "I'm here. What do you find?"

A few policemen left outside continued to find the neighbors upstairs and downstairs to make a record. Song Yuhang put on his gloves and came in again.

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"Oh, that's really good. Congratulations."

"Me? My son and she are classmates, but my son did well in the exam this year. He is a provincial college student. ""How do you know so well?"

"When the college entrance examination admission notice came down a while ago, didn't you listen to her quarrel with her mother upstairs? She wants to repeat her mother's refusal. Maybe she just can't think of it for a moment... "

Some people hold their wrists and lament, others make sarcastic remarks.

"That's not true. I've lived here for decades. I can say that I watched the little girl grow up. How can I say that if I don't, I'll be gone."

"Oh, it's so pitiful. I don't want any good kids if my parents get divorced or married."

The onlookers watched them rush in and out, and then listened to the words of the property, whispering.

Song Yuhang motioned the little criminal police to send the information back to the Bureau and asked Zheng Chengrui to find the girl's biological parents and inform the family members.

A property manager stood up and said: "it's not a rental, it's a resident. She has lived here for many years. The little girl's name is fan Lin, and the head of the household wrote her father's name. She never came back after her parents divorced a few years ago. Only her mother came to see her every three or five times."

Song Yuhang glanced at his and several residential properties: "live alone? What about your parents? Or a rented house? "

The man nodded: "yes, it's a student. I met him several times in the elevator and said hello. Why did he suddenly..."

"Do you recognize the occupants of this building?"

The man didn't smoke when he took it over. He just took a few deep breaths at his nose: "remember I remember that my alarm clock was set at 6:30. When the alarm clock rang, I got up. When I went to the bathroom, it was only a minute or two. "

"Remember when you got up?"

Song Yuhang motioned for a cigarette to appease him.

"This is what happened..." Men swallow saliva, desperately want to forget that scene, but can only sink deeper and deeper, so that the face emerged a deep fear.

The man trembled all over his body and trembled his lips. He thought it was a nightmare he had seen too many ghost movies. He pinched himself hard until the familiar pain hit him. He stumbled up and ran out to call the police in his pajamas.

The bloodstain rippled with the water and slid into the sewer.

He watched as blood began to seep from his ceiling, drop by drop, and drop by drop into the sink.

It's blood! Blood!

The man shivered inexplicably. The tap was still on. He put out his hand and wiped his back neck. At the same time, he pressed the switch on the wall. When he saw the liquid in his palm, he lost his voice and sat down on the ground.

The amount of dripping water is more and more. It's cold and sticky. It's freezing in early autumn.

he spit out the foam in his mouth, rinse his mouth, twist the faucet to wash his face, and wash it up.

When brushing his teeth, he felt a few drops of water dripping from his neck. He didn't care much. He just cursed the residents and property upstairs in his heart: Damn, the broken house is leaking again.

On this day, just after dawn, the alarm clock woke up. The man got out of bed in a daze under the head of the chicken nest and walked to the bathroom to wash in the dark.

Men are ordinary office workers, nine to five. This is the house he rents. There are about ten bus stops away from the place where he works. The thin salary can't support his willfulness, so he gets up early every day to wash and make breakfast for himself.

He seemed to be immersed in that situation for a long time, but his face turned white.

The man licked his lips, as if he still had a lingering fear: "I live in 1006 downstairs, and I haven't got up to brush my teeth, wash my face and get ready for work at more than six in the morning..."

"Tell me more about it."

The investigators were taking notes, and song Yuhang also went there.

"I, I did!" Some people raised their hands in the crowd outside the door. The man, with a beer belly, slippers and household clothes, apparently came out of the house in a panic.

"Who called the police?"

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he looked a little scared and couldn't bear it: "this How hard it is to think about it

The blood had run dry and the wound was white. The bathtub was full of her blood, mixed with water, and quietly flowed to the ground in the long night.

Duan Cheng fished out the dead man's other arm from a pool of blood. Sure enough, there was a bone visible wound on his wrist.

Fang Xin picked up the blood stained blade with tweezers and put it into the evidence bag.

The girl's face is blue and white after too much blood loss, and her whole body has been cool through. There is no special scar on her body surface exposed outside the bathtub. Lin Yan gently picks up her arm hanging outside, and the blade falls off.

After the water sample was extracted from the bathtub, she came forward to observe the features of the corpse's surface.

"Come on, water samples."

The vision that falls on oneself disappeared, detect someone to leave, the lip corner under Lin Yan's mask curved slightly.

Song Yuhang took a look at her. She was relieved to give it to her.

At work, Lin Yan was absolutely competent, and no longer had the superficial glitz.Taking photos, taking evidence.

The technical detective changes his clothes and comes in. Song Yuhang makes way for her and lets Lin Yan pass in front of her.

A pungent smell of blood, coupled with this visual impact, the bathtub full of blood, there are several new small criminal police have to dissuade.

The exploration pedal has been paved. Song Yuhang, wearing gloves and shoe covers, walks into the pool of blood. He opens the curtain of the bathroom, and a naked female corpse lies in the bathtub with her head tilted.

Residential property and police station with the police led them up, the elevator stopped on the 11th floor.

Lin Yan jumped out of the car, lifted the cordon with the investigation box and walked into the building.

After a while, the sky became completely overcast, and the morning looked almost the same as the evening.

When the two cars were connected to Bluetooth, the voice of the walkie talkie came out from the driver's seat: "after receiving the alarm from 110 people, a naked female corpse was found in room 1106, Yucai community, 78 Xuanwu Road, Dongcheng District, our city..."

When they were ready to start, song Yuhang was already on his way.

Fang Xin also put soybean milk on the table, carried the investigation box and ran out, pulling a tissue to wipe his mouth while running.

Duan Cheng crammed pancakes into his mouth and pulled his camera. The lens was also crammed into his bag. His voice was vague: "wait, wait for me, sister Lin."

What are you doing?! There's a call for the police! "

She pulled it down again and threw it on her body. Before she put one sleeve on, she had already carried out the investigation box and ran out, fastening the button with one hand as she ran.

She just took off her coat and hung it on the hanger. When she was ready to change her white robe into the laboratory, the alarm rang.

Lin Yan: "shut up, don't beep, work, work."

"Oh, sister Lin, why are you so generous?" she said. She had quickened her steps and walked in front of her. Fang Xin looked at her back, with an innocent face and an aunt's smile on her lips.

Lin Yan had not swallowed a mouthful of soybean milk, and almost all of it came out. He coughed like a thunderbolt: "cough! What strawberry print? It's a rash caused by alcohol allergy. OK?! Besides, the strawberry mark on her neck is none of my business! Don't spend a day fooling around with Duan Cheng to see things that are not suitable for children! "

Fang Xin followed her, looking at her with a little gossip: "I can see the strawberry print on Song team's neck, is it you --"

Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing, watching her walk away, and smiling back to his office.

Lin Yan snorted and walked away arrogantly: "I don't care about you. I'm afraid that if you hang up suddenly, it will increase my workload."

Song Yuhang smile, inexplicably want to stretch out his hand to rub her head, contact her line of sight but back: "don't worry, my own body is clear, just drink more quickly, it's OK, you don't mind."

Even care carries with it the routine of a reluctant professional.

"Allergic constitution varies from person to person. Last night, there were not only wine but also lemon and soda in the cocktail. I suggest you go to the hospital for an allergen test."

Lin Yan doesn't open his eyes. The criminal investigation office has arrived. Song Yuhang stops to wait for her to finish her last sentence.

Song Yuhang wry smile: "it's possible that last night was the first time I had drunk so much. It was urgent and fast."

Lin Yan chuckled: "what kind of wine is mojito? A lot of it is just mixed with soda water. It's a trick that comes out of the bar. I can't get drunk."

"You said that night?" After thinking for a while, song Yuhang said, "I've had a drink, but it's rare. It's less than 50ml of mojito."

"Well, I said, didn't you drink wine before?" Finally, Lin Yan took a cup of soybean milk from her and sipped it.

Two people walking side by side, Lin Yan pinched his nose and flashed away until his back completely disappeared into the hall of the Municipal Bureau. Song Yuhang never looked back from the beginning to the end.

Song Yuhang didn't get angry, but said, "it's not all the same. Have you had enough? Have you had more?"

A woman's vague words fall into her ears.

"I don't think I'm coming to see you, but to see who you're with."

"Ah --" Ji Jingxing wants to say something more. Lin Yan has followed her.

Song Yuhang looked a little evasive: "it's ok I scratched it myself. I'll go first. "

The rash disappeared, but left a red mark, as well as a few conspicuous scratches, like a very ambiguous product.

"This How... "

"It's OK. What can I do for you?" Song Yuhang smiles, but Ji Jingxing sees the trace on her neck.

Ji Jingxing was stunned, smiling reluctantly: "OK, OK, you're OK, OK."

Song Yuhang also carried a large plastic bag full of all kinds of food."I don't eat breakfast. I did. I bought these for my colleagues."

Ji Jingxing takes a look at Lin Yan. Lin Yan stands idle and doesn't say hello. She lets her eyes wander around her body and then turns back.

Song Yuhang seems to have a sudden realization, thinking of the mobile phone she left in her backpack: "Oh, the mobile phone is dead. I forgot to tell you. I slept at my colleague's house last night."

Ji Jingxing said and handed her the soybean milk fried dough sticks.

"Mom said that you didn't go home last night and didn't answer your phone call. I wonder if you went back to work to sleep In the morning, I stopped by to have a look and bought you some breakfast

Song Yuhang stepped forward and said, "sister, why are you here?"

It's very intimate.

Lin Yan stopped laughing and looked at him.

Ji Jingxing was stabbed by the scene, and his smile was a little reluctant: "Yuhang..."

After the door opened, song Yuhang also came out. He was wearing Lin Yan's expensive little suit, and his clothes were ironed straight. He looked tall and valiant. Standing with Lin Yan, the picture was undoubtedly very pleasing.

How did song Yuhang get involved with such people?

Ji Jingxing's first impression of her was greatly discounted and boastful.

When I took off my sunglasses, it was not the same thing. I leaned against the door and laughed: "Yo, I'm waiting for my sister."

Wearing sunglasses, Lin Yan got out of the car. Her shirt and skirt wrapped her beautiful figure. She stepped on the ground with thin high heels, which made her legs thin and long. She was full of nobility and socialite.

Ji Jingxing's eyes also looked in the past.

Fang Xin waved to the car: "ah, sister Lin, here you are."

Two people are talking, Lin Yan's car drove over, the city leader's car is not her rich, suddenly attracted two people's attention.

"Sister Lin?" Ji Jingxing caught the name in her words and slightly frowned: "is it the colleague who is close to her?"

It's still a cold tone - sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off.

"Didn't song team go home last night? It's impossible. Didn't sister Lin send her back long ago? " Fang Xin stood at the door, looking at Ji Jingxing's anxious face, and also took out his mobile phone to call her.

So tangled, the City Public Security Bureau has arrived.

When he got on the bus, Lin Yan sat in the front row and began to feel sleepy. Song Yuhang held his bag and repeatedly opened his mouth several times, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity to return the repaired mechanical stick to her.

Lin Yan got up and stopped looking at Song Yuhang: "no, let's clean up."

"Yes, miss." Uncle Lin bowed respectfully.

Lin yanleng snorted: "I'm just curious. If I eat too much, it's just like that. Who's going to eat pig food in the canteen? Lao Lin, continue to send me lunch at noon."

I don't know which minefield the lady touched.

Song Yuhang looked at the delicious food she ate, and his heart warmed: "the canteen also has this noodles at noon, you can try it."

The housekeeper was surprised. He couldn't see anything special about the regular food, but he gave her a small mouthful.

Lin Yan took a paper towel and pressed the corner of his lip: "eat a little more, just a small bite."

Of course, he didn't dare to ask. He sent other people out to trim the nursery, and he had to clean up the dishes for Lin Yan.

The old housekeeper looked at his young lady's appearance of lack of sleep and dispirited. He was very sad: Miss, aren't you the one above?

Lin Yan's slippers were also on his feet. When they turned back, a large red mark and nail scratch appeared on his slightly open collar.

The housekeeper's eyes are about to fall. If he is right, song Yuhang is wearing Lin Yan's shirt, or her favorite Armani limited edition one!

The peeled eggs lie in the middle of the plate, and song Yuhang goes to the kitchen to serve soup with a bowl.

"Here you are."

After less than a minute, in front of a small disc.

Song Yuhang reached out and took both eggs. Lin Yan opened his mouth, gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger.

Lin Yan couldn't help but eat two mouthfuls of noodles and turned his eyes to the eggs on the plate.

She seldom eats this kind of folk snack. The craftsmanship of song Yuhang is not top-notch, but it is still fresh at first.

The housekeeper couldn't help but burst into tears, so he had to give her a prize for the best person who moved China.

Moving the world, song Yuhang made all the Lin cooks lose their jobs overnight. Lin Yan not only took the initiative to eat, but also ate tomato stewed noodles!

Two people sit on one side of the wide dining table, no one pays attention to the other, with dishes, a few small dishes and two boiled eggs in the middle.

At the time when Lin Yanping got up and went to work, it was just like this when the housekeeper came.

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"hum, just stay, stingy!"

As if she said one more word, it would become the meat on the chopping board of song Yuhang."I..." What else does Lin Yan want to say? Seeing the suppressed anger under her lips, she is short of heroism.

"Get dressed and stay on the side!"

Lin Yan was a little angry. The people on the other side were even more angry than her. Because of the hangover, the blood in her eyes had not disappeared, and she added something else that she could not understand, and her look was deeper than before.

"Hello, you!"

Before she could stand on tiptoe, she was thrown away.

Lin Yan's mind moved and reached out to pinch her red ear. It's too much fun to tease this person.

Song Yuhang bypasses her and takes a handful of shallots out of the refrigerator to wash them. He doesn't want to talk to her at all.

Lin Yan changed direction: "Song Yuhang, look at me."

People who focus on cutting vegetables are not moved.

This person hasn't seen her since he went downstairs. Lin Yan half lies on the cooking table and looks up at her: "Song Yuhang, look at me."

When song Yuhang thought of the scene upstairs, he turned red in the morning sun.

She did it on purpose.

She was afraid that she would speak in such a tone. Just now, when she was teasing her, her voice lengthened, and her face showed a little naive and bright. It was clear that she was not such a person, but it was inexplicable to make people feel that there was a bit of mature temptation in this day.

"Eat, why not? I'm hungry." She said it with a slight end.

"Tomato stewed noodles is not a very delicate breakfast. If you want to eat it, I'll make it." Song Yuhang said, began to busy, and did not dare to look into her eyes.

She felt vaguely that her neck began to itch again.

The fingertips on her wrists are cool and have the texture of jade. Song Yuhang can't help but think of the numbness of her spine when she did the palpation for herself last night.

Lin Yan laughs and interprets a bit of embarrassment from her expression: "I just say I won't do it. When do you say I won't eat it? You'll have to taste the craftsmanship of officer song da."

"You don't mean there will be a cook later..."

Lin Yan took a sip of coffee, caught a glimpse of her action, reached for her wrist: "what are you doing? Isn't it half cut? "

"We all eat cereals and cereals, and sacrifice to the same five zang organs temple. The custom is the custom in our bones. No one is more noble than anyone else. If you strip off your skin, you will have all kinds of monsters and ghosts. There is nothing to be spared."

She said, planning to throw the tomatoes on the chopping board into the dustbin: "sometimes I think you are just vulgar, sometimes I think you don't eat fireworks."

Song Yuhang laughs: "also..."

Lin Yan poured a cup of coffee from the brewed coffee pot, went to her and poked out a head: "why should I cook? My manicure is so expensive."

"You never fire?"

She seems to have some regrets, but it's a pity that she has so many kitchen utensils and such a beautifully repaired kitchen.

The tomato in Song Yuhang's hand was cut in half: "is that so..."

When song Yuhang was wandering in the sky, Lin Yan had turned around with his clothes: "ah, I found it. I always forgot to give it back to you. By the way, don't cook. The Housekeeper will bring the cook later."

She even has a bit of selfishness to leave something of her own in her room.

Song Yuhang turned his face: "even if you can't find it, anyway, it's not bad. The unit sends a lot every year."

Lin Yan stood up and seemed depressed.

"Well, I asked the housekeeper to wash it and hang it up a long time ago? Where are they? "

The frosted glass shows her beautiful figure. The living room is fully open. Song Yuhang stands in the kitchen and has a panoramic view. The bath towel only covers the upper and lower parts, and the rest is faintly reflected on the glass. On the contrary, it is more thought-provoking.

"Oh, by the way, you seem to have a uniform coat left with me, too." Lin Yan said, went into the cloakroom, looking for song Yuhang's coat from a lot of clothes and shoes.

"That No, I'll wash it and give it back to you. "

Song Yuhang's eyes first fell on her feet with her steps, very white, and her ankles were small, delicate and round.

Lin Yan walked down the stairs barefoot wrapped in a bath towel, with a lazy look on his face: "it's very nice. I'll give it to you."

"Your wardrobe is full of skirts..." Song Yuhang some embarrassed smile: "afraid of dirty, should be quite expensive."

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