Chapter 45

"when was the last time you saw her?" In the Municipal Bureau, song Yuhang asked someone to sit down and poured her a cup of hot tea.

The woman is holding the paper cup, wiping the corner of her eyes with a tissue, choking and speechless.

One side with the man gently patted her on the back, smooth, gentle voice coax: "don't cry, first with the police to make things clear."

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she smiles and opens the file in her hand: "let's speed up."

That is, want to solve a case, want to pursue the truth, want to let the darkness have no escape.

Song Yuhang looked at the faces of these people and felt the same goal from the calm or funny tone.

Duan Cheng also sat down: "I I can't help you. I can serve you tea and water

Zheng Chengrui opened his laptop and said, "I'll see if I can use the algorithm to make statistics. It's much faster than handwriting."

Fang Xin said, pulling back the chair and sitting down.

"So many files, you two have to see when to go."

Song Yuhang looked at her leaving back, and her lips slightly stirred up a smile. She restrained herself very well and knocked on the table with a pen: "OK, say it quickly, what's the matter?"

With that, he took up the lunch box alone, swept all the rubbish on the table into the plastic bag and hurried out.

Lin Yan stood up and packed up: "I, I'm full, you are busy first, I'll go back to the office."

The cup that song Yuhang had drunk was still put aside.

The suspicious eyes of the three people turned around between the two, and they said in one voice: "why don't I know when your relationship is good enough to eat at the same table?"

"Puff - cough!" Song Yuhang turned his back and began to cough. His ears were red, and he became more and more intimate.

Lin Yan looked distressed: "that That's mine. "

Before swallowing a mouthful of shrimp, song Yuhang felt choked. He grabbed the cup on the table and began to pour water.

Lin Yan is still sitting on the table, quickly spilled his hand, chopsticks fell down, people have returned to the chair to sit, a face I'm not I don't have you don't talk nonsense.

“……”

“……”

Zheng Chengrui: "too much! Why don't you call us when you eat delicious food! "

"Lin Sister Lin... " Duan Cheng wants to cry without tears: "I Do I have no chance? "

The following two are heartbroken.

Fang Xin even thought about the title of "I'm in love with my dead enemy" for them, revealing a face of incredible aunt smile.

Song Yuhang, the leader of the criminal investigation branch of Jiangcheng Municipal Bureau, and Lin Yan, the chief procurator of the technical investigation department, openly fight against food!

Surprise!

The lights are bright and everyone is watching.

Song Yuhang listened to her and instinctively swallowed it. Before he could swallow it, the door of the archives was opened.

She stretched her arm to reach for it, one hand on her chin.

When she put the shrimp into her bowl again, Lin Yan picked it up: "ah, open your mouth."

Lin Yan tasted her mother's craftsmanship. She specially brought back her heart. In this quiet archive room, there was an illusion of good years.

Perhaps the light is too soft, light for her side face covered with a layer of enamel.

Song Yuhang peeled her while eating. In order to avoid the soup splashing on the file under the dim yellow light, she sat on her side and looked at the file carefully, but her hand kept moving. She put the peeled shrimp into the bowl for her.

Lin Yan flew over with a white eye: "go away, is my mother such a careless person?"

"I said, this is not the glove you use to touch the body."

That is to say, when Lin Yan handed over the gloves, she still took them. She put down the file and began to peel shrimp.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: "I'm wrong. I shouldn't have brought it to you."

Miss Lin's face was natural and fearless: "who said I would give it to you? Do you think my delicate hands are suitable for shelling shrimp?"

Song Yuhang was stunned and thought that she was going to eat for herself. The corners of her lips showed a gentle radian: "no, I don't eat --"As soon as she spoke, a pair of chopsticks stretched out in front of her, holding a shiny prawn.

Looking at her appearance, song Yuhang smashed his mouth twice and turned his pen: "Tut, I didn't bring it to you when I knew you were slandering me. I didn't eat a bite myself."

Lin Yan's appetite was checked out all of a sudden.

Lin Yan said, suppressing the smile of his lips, but he still opened the lid of the lunch box. The rice and vegetables were open separately. There was a soup of corn ribs, and the rice was covered with bright red and oily stewed prawns.

"Tut Tut, on the way to work, he even left home for dinner, left his duty without permission, and didn't do his duty."

Song Yuhang coughed softly: "anyway, I'm on my way."

Lin Yan muttered, "didn't you go to school?"

Song Yuhang smiles and sits down opposite her. He reaches for her file and reads it: "it's not a roadside stall. I specially call home to let my mother do it."

She looked at the box of food did not move, the line of sight was wandering: "don't be a roadside stall, I don't eat it."

Investigation papers are personal work. They have to be pulled out of the mountain of old cases and put in different categories. Lin Yan was dizzy and groaned all afternoon.

Song Yuhang handed her the boxed lunch in his hand: "it's hard. You have something to eat first. I'll continue to sort it out."

"Almost all of them are teenagers."

"You see, you don't know if you don't see it. It's frightening to see it. In recent years, the suicide rate in Jiangcheng city is extremely high, and...." Lin tired for a while. He didn't sleep well last night. He stayed up all afternoon without closing his eyes. The black circles under his eyes are as heavy as pandas.

When song Yuhang returned to the Municipal Bureau with his picture album, Lin Yan was still in the archives room, with a desk full of files.

* *

"it doesn't matter. It's not your fault. It's the world. It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out. Come to me, kid. Moby Dick will tell you the answer."

The hand on the keyboard is rough and full of wrinkles and age spots.

A line appeared in the dialog box in front of me: Moby Dick, I've been beaten again. I don't want to live. Why do they bully me? It's clear that I didn't do anything wrong.

In the dark and cramped room, the computer is flashing blue light and the mainframe is buzzing.

* *

"it's OK, thank you."

Without waiting for song Yuhang to help him, the beaten boy had covered his face and climbed up by himself, limping down the stairs.

"Go, go, someone's coming."

Several boys saw someone coming, looked at each other, and scattered like birds and beasts.

"Hello -" Song Yuhang walked over with great strides.

"Waste is waste. The guy from the bottom of the monthly exam wants to take the ocean university. Dream about it, bah!"

When I got to the corridor, I saw that at the door of the men's bathroom at the end of the corridor, several children pressed the waste paper basket on another boy's head and kicked him.

After briefly asking the art teacher some questions, song Yuhang got up to say goodbye to her.

Song Yuhang took out his mobile phone and quickly photographed it.

Because she also saw this picture in he Miao's exercise book.

It's a very quiet and beautiful picture, but she has goose bumps.

On the sea level lies a white whale spitting bubbles.

On the huge blackboard, only blue gouache was used to draw the rough sea, and even the waves and flowers rose and fell truly.

Song Yuhang's eyes looked back and he was shocked.

"She painted the blackboard paintings in this classroom. Seeing things and thinking about people!" The old teacher put on his glasses and sighed.

Song Yuhang didn't speak. He flipped through two pages, full of gouache, blue sky and white clouds, mountains and lakes, and endless blue sea. He was really a brilliant boy.

The art teacher took off his glasses and wiped the fog: "unfortunately, the child worked very hard. It's two points short. It's OK to continue next year. Why can't he think about it like this?"

Song Yuhang took it with both hands: "thank you."

"All of fan Lin's paintings are basically here." Fan Lin's art teacher gave her a pile of picture books.

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"go to the archives and look for it for nearly three months..." Song Yuhang frowned: "no, it's still one year. There are all detailed files about suicide cases."

Lin Yan thought so, but it still worked: "you say, what's the matter?"

She's not a kid anymore.

Lin Yan took his arm back from her hand. She didn't know why. She always felt as if this person wanted to make some physical contact with her from time to time since last night. What's the matter with this doting tone!

Song Yuhang rarely took a helpless expression: "obedient, I have more important things to give you to do."

Lin Yan said with a smile: "as for it? I'm fine, really... "

The last assassination left her with a lingering fear.

Song Yuhang stopped her: "you'd better stay in the Municipal Bureau."Lin Yan nodded: "in that case, I'll go to fan Lin's alma mater."

"I think it's better for us to cut down the complexity and simplify. First, we should start with this case and get the evidence that can prove the connection between the two suicide cases. Then it's not too late to put the case on file for investigation."

Lin Yan laughs sarcastically and doesn't speak any more.

Song Yuhang raised his eyes to her eyes and said only five words: "I believe in Zhaoting."

"Have you ever thought, what if it is?"

Lin Yan hasn't told her the test results.

Song Yuhang thought for a while and said, "I first thought that the man was a vulture or a vulture's man, but the aurora operation was a great success. The criminal gang caught all the people in one net, and there could not be any fish who missed the net."

"Could it have something to do with the man in black, the one you saw on the green building?" Lin Yan asked.

Song Yuhang shook his head: "no, it's too subjective and illusory. We have to find practical evidence to prove that the two cases are related. Only when the organization agrees to re file the case for investigation."

"I don't know if these doubtful points are enough to put the case on file again for investigation and let the family members agree to dissect."

Lin Yan's lips showed a trace of smile, and soon put the arc down.

It's worthy of being the criminal investigation team leader. He is thoughtful and can draw inferences from one instance.

"They all have a common interest, ocean or whale."

"They all committed suicide and left their last words at the scene, and..." She thought of he Miao's cartoon and the whale in fan Lin's mobile phone photo album.

"Do you think this case has anything in common with the he Miao case?"

"No, it's not that delicate." Lin Yan said, taking a deep breath to calm his mind, and then brought the topic back to the case.

"I have burn ointment on my desk. I'll bring it to you later."

Lin Yan took back his hand like an electric shock: "nothing..."

The hot air gently brushed the fingers, and the burned place was even more painful and itchy.

"Are you all right? Why are you so careless? "

Lin Yan seems to have come back and threw away the candy. Song Yuhang has already picked up her hand and put it on his lips to blow it gently.

"Hiss It hurts. "

Smoke burned her fingers, she shrunk, ash fell from the fingertips, white skin quickly red a large.

Lin Yan is a Zheng, to her eyes, that pair of light brown eyes seem to have magic power general, easy to calm her Fanyong mood.

"What you don't understand now, what you don't understand, one day, time will tell you the answer."

"But it doesn't matter, Lin Yan." She turned and called her name.

"There was a period of time when I watched others shouting" Dad, Dad ", coquettishing with my father and being held on my knees to coax me. I once doubted why this man suddenly appeared in my life. I wanted to call him Dad, but he couldn't give me any substantial company."

"It can be said that in my long childhood, he was absent from almost all my parents' meetings, big and small. He didn't accompany me to the playground once. I took the senior high school entrance examination, the college entrance examination, entered the police school, and took part in work He didn't show up at all the important moments in his life when he needed his parents to accompany him. "

"I can't judge what kind of person your father is. Just talk about my father. My father is a special police officer. He won the third class meritorious service four times, the second class meritorious service twice and the special class meritorious service once. When I was 10 years old, he died in an anti drug operation with the border anti drug Corps in order to cover his teammates. "

The smoke in his hand was burning to his fingers, and song Yuhang put it out on the railing.

There was a trace of irony in her tone: "it's better to be on toilet paper."

"No, what do I want him to do? I just think that since these people hate children so much, they don't intend to be responsible for them when they are born, and they don't have the consciousness to grow old with their children, why do they still have him?"

Lin Yan turns around. Although she is still a dead fool, song Yuhang clearly reads a trace of loneliness from her eyes.

Song Yuhang vomited a puff of smoke ring, light look at her: "think of his father?"

Lin Yan looked down and leaned on the railing with his cigarette in his mouth: "that's what you say. I'm more likely to be happy. How can I feel all the pain?"

"But I still think it's good to be empathetic. Everything has a spirit. It can make me feel like a living person, not a walking corpse. People who can empathize are more likely to experience joys and sorrows than others, and more likely to get pure happiness than others. "

When Lin Yan's eyes and lips were touched in the smoke, song Yuhang quickly retreated and took a few puffs of smoke.

She reaches out her hand and asks Lin Yan for a cigarette. She lowers her head slightly and comes forward to borrow a fire to smoke.

"Empathy is a human instinct, yes, but it's not a human instinct. We can't ask to treat others harshly, we can only try our best to be honest. "

"I just think, why don't you have to pass the exam to be a parent? Even if a stranger dies, he should... "She reached for a cigarette and put it on her lips. She was lying on the railing and her high heels were on the ground.

Lin Yan pursed his lower lip tightly, and the cool wind on the roof blew through his hair, which also scattered the depression in his heart.

"If you can stand here, how can the law be totally useless."

The dove crossed the sky above their heads and dropped a feather.

In the peaceful and prosperous times, there are lots of cars and streams.

Song Yuhang took her to Tiantai.

"You say the law is useless, you see --"

"you won't, the law is just the last bottom line of human society, no one can cross it, it is a crime to cross this line, the purpose of our police is not only to maintain social order, but also to bring these people to justice one by one."

Lin tired of moving her lips. She had already answered for her.

"Lin Yan, you can't be so one-sided. Will you give up pursuing the truth because the law is useless? "

"The law is useless, but conscience is in the heart." Song Yuhang held her shoulder and looked at her: "it's true that not every pair of parents in the world are qualified parents. Fan Lin is dead. You don't see how miserable her mother is crying in front of me. The mountain like guilt will accompany her for the rest of her life. How can it be a little easier than the pain in my life."

"Does the law work?" Lin Yan spat hard: "it's a fart! No matter how to pursue the responsibility, the cold corpse lying in front of me can't come back. I can't see it. "

"Where's the dead?! Only one life! Who will defend their rights and interests?! If I say that fan Lin's death is caused by her parents' long-term indifference, they are the indirect killers! "

"I break the law? What does the law do for victims? Sun Xiangming can't be punished, Ding Xue and Li Shiping can't be saved, and even the vulture who hurt he Miao is dead. After three or five years of betraying her uncle, he is released and continues to be a family of three and Meimei! "

Don't know why, others advise her, she can endure, even song Yuhang also say so, her fire rub ground to come up.

"He's right. If you can't find any doubt, it can't be classified as a criminal case, and your family members don't want to dissect. It's illegal for you to dissect by force, and you have to bear the responsibility."

"You let me go! Let go Lin Yan struggled and was dragged to the rooftop all the time. Song Yuhang just let go and looked at her panting.

Lin Yan couldn't hang up his face, so he was about to rush up and start. He was grabbed by the wrist and dragged out of the meeting room.

There was a slight sneer from below.

Zhang Jinhai's words are well founded, and she points out her indulgent and willful temper.

"Yes, the public security organ has the right to decide on the autopsy and inform the family members to come to the scene. The problem is that it can only be done when it is confirmed as a criminal case or when there is obvious doubt. Now you have nothing. How can I ask the family members. Young lady, it's not your wishful thinking to investigate a case. We have to respect the facts, the wishes of family members and the public opinion. If people die, don't you leave a whole body for them? "

She thought about it and put it another way: "there are some doubtful points that can't be found by a simple autopsy. I have to dissect them."

"I -" Lin Yan choked for a moment. Indeed, there was no doubt in the autopsy. There was no trauma and no trace of sexual invasion. The female membrane was very complete.

The criminal investigation team leader and the main person in charge of the technical investigation are on the bar. The people at the bottom are tacit and silent. Song Yuhang also frowns.

"Yes, the problem is that you did the autopsy yourself. Did you find out any doubts? If there is any doubt, we'll continue to investigate without saying a word! "

"How come I'm all soldiers? Isn't it the duty and obligation of the police to pursue the truth?" Lin Yan retorted.

"After all, he Miao case is an example. Forensic doctor Lin should not be so careless."

"Through the investigation of the surrounding video surveillance, we can rule out the signs of suicide."

As soon as song Yuhang's voice fell, Lin Yan wanted to pick her up. Zhang Jinhai came in with a teacup.

"You go, what are you doing, fighting with people?"

"What?! Does the family disagree with the autopsy? No, I have to go -- "said Lin Yan, who was about to rush out and was stopped.

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"OK, you're welcome. It's hard. It's hard."

Song Yuhang got up and shook hands with him: "thank you for your cooperation. If necessary, we will contact you at any time."

The man heard her say so, the color of struggle appeared on his face. After a while, he bit his teeth and said, "forget it. If you don't see it, it's sad to see it."

"According to the regulations, you can go to see your daughter for the last time."

Accompanied by the inquiry of several small criminal police look at each other, shrugged.

Women at least know to cry. I'm afraid there's only his business in a man's eyes.

Well, it seems that there is nothing to ask.

……

The man shook his head and had a sad look on his face: "I don't know My divorce is disgraceful. It's rare for them to meet each other all year round. How can I know that? ""Has your daughter thought of suicide recently?"

The man put his mobile phone into the inside pocket of his suit: "sorry, I'm busy at work Her mother and I divorced very early. Maybe in junior high school, I went out of the house and left the house and property to them. When she came of age, she would write her name. "

Song Yuhang waited for him to finish.

Man one face is agitated: "OK, then you tell them, I take time to go in the afternoon!"

"Hello? What about the company? Don't Lao Wan deal with the company's affairs? Can't I just leave for a while? What do you want your employees to do? what? The other side said that the general manager must attend the meeting before he would accept the list? "

As soon as song Yuhang's words came out, another phone call came. The man waved to her to speak later and turned away.

"When did you and your wife divorce?" The man sat in the reception room, answering the phone and sending messages from time to time.

No snowflake is innocent when an avalanche occurs.

After years of criminal investigation, she reserved enough sympathy for the victims, but she could not sympathize with their families.

Song Yuhang collected his things and handed over a paper towel: "I'm sorry."

Like a bolt from the blue, the girl's mother cried into tears: "why Why Why don't you tell mom when you're sick Silly child You're killing your mother

"From her home also found a hospital report, diagnosed with major depression."

"Salbutamol sertraline, also known as Zoloft, is the antidepressant of choice." Song Yuhang light road.

The girl's mother was still sobbing: "this What kind of medicine is this? I've never heard of her illness. "

Inside the transparent bag was a small medicine bottle with English names and complicated chemical names. The two men took a look and shook their heads.

"Look at this medicine. Do you recognize it?"

But song Yuhang just calmly took out an evidence bag from the file bag and put it on the table.

If you don't feel guilty sooner or later, you will feel guilty only when you die. If Lin Yan had been here, he would have yelled.

The man broke in at this time: "it's not all her mother's fault. Her mother is also for her good. She doesn't want to be stable in the public security examination after studying art. She doesn't want to live a safe life. Who knows that the child is so stubborn, and it's us who finally compromise and agree to let her reread. You say she What kind of trouble did she make? Didn't she mean to let her mother live in guilt for the rest of her life? "

There was a trace of sadness on the woman's face: "when the college entrance examination admission notice came down, I forced her to go to school. She once cried and said," if you can't go to art school, you'd better die. " Not really Who Who knows

The woman then reluctantly started. Song Yuhang then asked, "have you ever thought of suicide before? How is interpersonal relationship at school? What about your usual personality? "

He sighed a long time, but also sad face: "if you cry bad body, Xiaobao no one to take care of."

The man seems to be her current husband. He hugs her shoulder and wipes her tears: "don't cry, it's not your fault Linlin Alas... "

"Less than an hour later, I had another fight with her. In a fit of anger, I broke the door and left." The woman wiped her tears and sobbed: "she killed herself when she knew I was gone. Even if she wanted me to go away, I would not go away..."

Song Yuhang face calm, pull her from the daughter's nagging to the case: "how long?"

People are dead, but also the mind to think of those former family.

When it comes to "repeat reading", the woman seems to have opened her voice: "I think it's good for a girl to study English or Chinese as a common major. She has to study fine arts in the future. She wants to take an art examination and quarrels about it from childhood to adulthood."

Song Yuhang looked up at her.

"About five or six o'clock. I'll take her dinner. By the way By the way, let's talk about her rereading. "

"What time, what are you doing?" She was in charge of the inquiry, and the little policeman next to her wrote hard.

After crying for a long time, the woman murmured: "yesterday afternoon, it was the last time I saw her."

Song Yuhang is not anxious, waiting for his family to ease their emotions.

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