My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Hey, Sister Lin, won't you leave until this late?" A colleague asked her when he was about to leave work.

Lin Fan turned on the lamp on the table and set aside the cleaned lunch box.

"Well, it's not over yet."

"Then Sister Lin, let's go first, goodbye."

Lin Nian nodded slightly, saying hello.

After the office was gone, Lin Fan opened the drawer, took out a yellowed file, and gently brushed the dust on it.

Turning to the first page, she gradually gritted her teeth as she flicked the line of fine print with her fingertips.

Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

Forensic autopsy report.

Jiang Gongfa Shijian Zi (1994) No. 23.

Next is a long list of case briefs and detailed autopsy. She obviously couldn't enter a word, but forced herself to digest it word by word, so that bloodshot eyes appeared, and the tip of her tongue clenched her teeth to taste. There was a hint of blood.

——On June 18, 1994, a cleaner in our city picked up a package of unidentified meat from the trash can during normal operations at Fenyang Wharf, which was identified as human tissue by forensic medicine.

As her gaze moved down, Lin Wei seemed to have returned to that summer. It was so hot, 40° high temperature, and the sun was shining. She stood outside the funeral home, but felt cold in her hands and feet inexplicably.

What the criminal investigators had said to her turned into black and white and appeared before her eyes.

——The tissue is incomplete and lacks head, trunk, bones, etc. DNA identification confirmed that the deceased was Chen Chunan, a senior high school student from Jiangcheng No.

These three words pierced her eyes deeply, and Lin Wei clenched his right hand into a fist, panting violently on the table as he was on the verge of drowning.

She seemed to want to crumple the paper, crush it, and throw it away, but she had to look carefully at each word. While chewing it up full of hatred, her eyes became hot, almost uncontrollable, the table top Water stains fell on it.

She covered her lips with her hand, and let out a cry suppressed in her throat in the empty room.

After a few short deep breaths, she raised her head and forced her tears back, her nails stuck in the flesh to force herself to calm down, but her body was still trembling violently, her heart twisted like a knife, and her suffocation almost made her breathless.

Time is running out, she must put the files back quickly, Lin Wei hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the gum bottle, poured out a few capsules, and didn't count the number. She put her brain in her mouth and drank the cold water on the table in the morning. Utterly.

She closed her eyes, calmed her breath, adjusted her mood, and continued to flip back. She wanted to see the photos taken during the autopsy at that time, but she flipped through a few pages and found nothing.

She turned the portfolio upside down, and a few thin sheets of paper fell out, still without photos.

This is impossible!

Under the current law, autopsy must be carried out together with criminal photographs, and the photographs taken will also be sealed together with the file.

When the case file is filed, the chief prosecutor forensic physician signs and confirms, the chief forensic physician signs and confirms, and the person in charge of criminal investigation signs and confirms. It is submitted to the Director of Public Security for approval and placed under the unified management of Archives.

As long as there is a mistake in one link in the middle, not only is the civet cat unable to change the prince, but also the serious crime of dropping the black hat!

Who is it? who is it!

Lin Yan gritted his teeth and turned directly to the end of the case file to find the name of the chief forensic doctor who was in charge of the autopsy at that time.

Li Bin.

She quickly took out the phone and took a picture of this page, then sorted out the file and restored it to its original form, stuffed it into the wide inner pocket of her white coat, got up and walked to the archives room.

"Oh, that's not bad, you have all sorted out so much for my last bathroom work."

Song Yuhang didn't lift his head either: "I thought you couldn't urinate anymore."

"Hey, my old lady is that kind of person. For the sake of the Song team's meal, I can barely accompany you overtime." Lin Fan said, leaning down slightly and holding the stack of files in front of her. .

"All these are sorted out, I will put them back first, otherwise there will be no place to sit."

Song Yuhang raised his head and glanced at her with the same expression: "Okay, I have forgotten to put it back when I went out and took it."

Lin Wei turned and left, Song Yuhang looked thoughtfully at her back.

That night, it was the first time Lin Fei took the initiative to work so late.

She rubbed her eyes and flipped through the case file, transcripted the places that needed to be memorized on paper and handed them to Zheng Chengrui for sorting out.

The same goes for everyone else.

This kind of work was boring and boring, and even Song Yuhang couldn't help yawning several times.

Duan Cheng ran out and bought them a large bag of canned coffee from the small shop. While sitting there, he pecks the rice with his head bit by bit. Finally, he fell on the table and couldn't get up anymore.

Outside the window, everything was quiet, and there were no insects in the autumn night. The entire city public security bureau was plunged into darkness, and only this place was still lit.

Zheng Chengrui's eyes flushed at the computer, and Fang Xin got up in the toilet several times, and the coffee in the plastic bag gradually emptied.

She and Song Yuhang held the last jar in their hands at the same time.

Lin Wei was startled, and instinctively withdrew his hand, but the other party pushed it over again and opened the can ring for her.

"give."

She looked over, but the man lowered his head and focused on the file in his hand.

Lin Nian took a sip, then put it down and continued to work.

Outside the window, the moon gradually sinks, and the east reveals a white belly. Even with coffee refreshing, she still couldn't hold on to it, unknowingly lying on the table, Ren thoughts drifted back to the summer of 1994.

Song Yuhang got up, prepared to put the last stack of files back on the shelf, and after walking two steps, seeing her sleeping deeply, he fell back and took off his coat and gently put it on her.

She walked in according to the year, putting the files in her hands into different categories, and she didn't know what was wrong. She looked at the dark place where the lights were not turned on, and she suddenly felt aroused.

Song Yuhang tightened his lips and continued to walk in until his footsteps stopped in front of the 1994 label.

Fingertips skimmed over these yellowed case files, inevitably stained with dust, until--

She pulled out a file from it, and the thread that was sealed on it was still intact, but it was much cleaner to the touch than the dusty files next to it.

Song Yuhang bypassed the thread.

"Chunan!" A woman's frightened voice came from the reading room outside.

Song Yuhang put down the file and ran out.

Lin Nian was trembling on the table, closed his eyes, his face pale, and his sweaty hair clung to his forehead.

Song Yuhang put his hand on her shoulder: "Lin Wei? Wake up—"

Lin Nian woke up suddenly, breaking her wrists hard, and gradually found the focus when she met those pale brown eyes.

Song Yuhang let go, with an obvious concern in his eyes: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Lin Nianfu let himself slow down: "No—they are all gone?"

"Well, it's almost done. We will have a meeting tomorrow morning and let them all go back."

Song Yuhang went to the drinking fountain and took a cup of warm water to her: "Is it uncomfortable? His face is ugly."

Lin Fan was holding this warm paper cup, with her clothes on her shoulders, leaving some warmth.

She seemed to have come out of that dream completely, and smiled reluctantly: "No, then I will go back too."

"Okay, then I'll see you off." Song Yuhang walked out with her.

"No, I will let Uncle Lin come to pick me up." Lin Fan stopped at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, refused her courtesy, and looked at her with a meaningful look.

Whenever she looked at her like this, Song Yuhang always remembered countless moments when he exchanged his eyes.

Her unspeakable cautious thought was invisible in front of Lin Fan, who was reading countless people. Looking straight, she turned sideways and took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket and took out a cigarette.

"You didn't smoke so often before, right."

Lin Yan glanced at the cigarette case: "Oh, it's still Zhonghua, why don't you smoke a lady's cigarette."

Song Yuhang smiled, and waited for the bus with her: "It's too light to mention God. Why, Forensic Doctor Lin will also care about whether I smoke or not."

The temptation to come and go.

Lin Wei sees tricks and tricks: "Occupational habits, a person's DNA can be detected from a cigarette butt, and the DNA sequence determines the time of aging, disease, and death of a person."

"It's not that there are theoretical studies that say that DNA will determine whether you like her at the first sight of this person."

Lin Nai sneered: "It's illusory, the first-sighted love can only be in the original sexual drive."

The car came in the distance with its lights breaking through the fog. Song Yuhang squeezed out the cigarette **** in his hand: "Your car is here."

Lin Fan returned the coat draped over her shoulders, and when she was about to leave, Song Yuhang asked her one last question.

"Who is Chu Nan?"

Lin Nang's face under the steps changed like a taboo. In just a minute, the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the world had gone through a cycle on her.

Needless to say, Song Yuhang already knew the answer.

She took a step back and politely waved goodbye to her: "See you tomorrow."

Lin Tien did not say a word, got into the car, the street light slowly flowed through his eyes, and Song Yuhang's face gradually disappeared.

The last glance in the rearview mirror was that she squatted on a street corner and lit a cigarette.

Lin Fan, who returned home, came out after taking a shower, wiping his hair, took out another cell phone from the drawer of the study, and dialed the phone: "Hello? Help me find someone, called Li Bin, who was here fourteen years ago. Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau serves as the chief prosecutor."

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"In the past year in our city, a total of 2,752 children and adolescents died of suicide. Their age distribution is between 11-18 years old. Most of them are women. Family factors, study pressure, teachers and students have been excluded. There are still more than a thousand cases of conflicts and other reasons for suicide."

Wearing a police uniform, Song Yuhang stood in front of the big screen and talked: "So we used statistical data to sum up the common ground of these suicide cases."

"One, most of the deceased were introverted and unsocial."

"Second, the family background is complicated, and more or less have suffered long-term oppression or squeeze from their peers around them."

"Three..." She looked up and paused for a while: "They all left their last words at the suicide scene."

People underneath whispered for a while, and Zhang Jinhai took a sip from his teacup, frowning into the word Sichuan.

"Four, there were no witnesses at the time of the suicide, and no biological evidence other than the deceased was left at the scene."

If the first two points are still based on personality analysis based on statistical big data, the latter two points are indeed suspicious.

However, Song Yuhang continued.

"Fifth, when looking through these files, the words that appeared the most were "ocean", "white whale" and "liberation", and the repetition rate was almost 75%."

Song Yuhang clicked on the ppt, enlarged the chart on the screen, and the whole line was red.

This was made by Zheng Chengrui staying up late. The two looked at each other, and Song Yuhang gently nodded at him to express his gratitude.

"In addition, it is worth noting that when investigating the "He Miao" case, related patterns were also found in her workbook, and the same pictures also appeared in this case."

Song Yuhang pressed the electric pen once, and two almost identical pictures appeared on the big screen.

"Not to mention whether it is a coincidence, such a high frequency, a high suicide rate, and the majority of deaths among teenagers should really arouse our attention."

Someone raised his hand at the bottom: "Song Team, are you trying to say that so many cases are done by one person? This is impossible. Today's criminal investigation technology can already do it. As long as you have been at the scene of a crime, you will definitely do it. There are clues left. If there is such a person who can kill so many people without knowing it, the police will not find him."

Lin Fan supported his chin and sneered slightly, "Have you heard of psychological induction? You don't need to be on the scene to kill people invisible."

There was a whisper underneath, and the police officer who had just questioned choked, Lin Wei continued: "Psychologist Pavlov believes that suggestion is the simplest and most typical conditioned reflex of human beings. In our daily life, we receive it all the time. With hints from the outside world or yourself, as small as the flyer advertisements distributed on the street, until you get up early in the morning and see that your face in the mirror is not good, you will quietly ask in your heart, did you not sleep well last night? A series of conjectures about whether one is sick or not belong to a kind of psychological suggestion."

"Psychological cues are divided into strong and weak, and the effect of psychological cues cannot be controlled by human will. For example, some people go to the hospital to check for cancer because of their bad complexion, suggesting success, all thoughts are lost, and life is dead. Some people are positive. , Exercise, work harder, no shit."

"In principle, this effect cannot be controlled by human consciousness, but if someone artificially creates a certain situation."

Song Yuhang looked at her who was wearing the same police uniform, standing among the crowd and talking, she was full of confidence because of her self-confidence, and the corners of her lips could not help but show a smile.

"For example, the teacher said that your test was too bad this time. It is not as good as the last one. Would you look back and wonder if you are really too stupid? If things go on like this, even if you are really not stupid, your subconscious mind Li also feels that he is not smart enough or good enough. This is a deep-seated psychological suggestion. We call it psychological induction."

After saying such a long string of words, Lin got tired of his dry tongue, picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip and wiped the corners of his lips.

"When I was abroad, I took over a case of such a death identification. The murderer was a psychologist who instigated the murder and instigated his patients. Following his steps, starting from the most basic of not blinking in the mirror until seeing the sense of strangeness. At the end of the animal abuse and arson, step by step a normal person became a perverted killer and killed his own wife by himself."

"We must pay attention to this case. Otherwise, if things go on like this, more and more people will die. Who knows if the next child will be the next one?"

Lin Wei gave the final word, and his voice was light but loud, as if he had thrown a stone into a calm lake. Everyone commotion, buzzing and exploding the pot.

Duan Cheng touched the goose bumps on his arm: "This...this...this...I'm panicked by what Forensic Doctor Lin said. Will I still dare to listen to others in the future?"

Fang Xin gave him a white look: "You? You are old fritters, and I am afraid that others will say you, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, oil and salt do not enter."

Zheng Chengrui couldn't help but laughed out loud. He looked up and saw that the door of the conference room was pushed open. He immediately got upright: "Sit down, sit down, Feng Ju is here."

Song Yuhang on the stage waited for Lin Wei to sit down. She was so absorbed in the case that she didn't realize that Feng Ju was already standing at the door, and continued.

"Moreover, we have not only compiled data on suicide cases in the past year, but also statistics in the past five years. You can take a look."

Song Yuhang pointed with an electric pen: "It shows a significant upward trend in a columnar shape, and the time interval between incidents is getting shorter and shorter. From a total of dozens of a year to a few months, it is all related to this pattern. We have reason to believe that it is so huge. One or some obscure organizations are operating behind the youth suicide case. We still don’t know their purpose. However, young people are the future of the motherland, and any criminal force that persecutes young people will surely be strangled in the cradle."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a round of applause at the door: "Well said!"

Everyone stood up one after another: "Feng Ju, Feng Ju..."

Feng Jianguo waved his hand, motioning for them to sit down, and walked to the front of the stage, Song Yuhang put down the electric pen in his hand and walked back.

"Now I announce that with the approval of the higher-level department, the "9.27 Fan Lin case" and the "6.1 He Miao case" will be reopened for investigation, and a special case team has been established, with Song Yuhang as the team leader, Zhang Jinhai as the deputy team leader, and Jiangcheng City All departments of the Public Security Bureau went all out to cooperate with the task force to solve the case."

Feng Jianguo called out the names of two people: "Song Yuhang, Zhang Jinhai!"

"Here!" The two stood up at the same time, standing straight with their hands on the seams of their trousers.

"The time limit given by superiors to solve the case is only one month, and the case cannot be solved. Come see you, are you confident?!

"Yes, I promise to complete the task!!" Song Yuhang raised his hand to his temple, his eyes moving forward from beginning to end.

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After the meeting, we will have lunch at noon.

The person who never eats the canteen drew to Song Yuhang's side with the dinner plate, and squeezed away Duan Cheng.

"Eh—Sister Lin, I came first—"

Lin Wei grinned and gritted his teeth: "I, sit, and go."

"Didn't you not eat the canteen?" Duan Cheng was puzzled, and Fang Xin had pulled him away.

"Walk around, let's go sit there."

"Why, I just occupied a good position."

Fang Xin: "Old Zheng bought a big drumstick and is waiting for us..."

Before she finished her words, Duan Cheng grabbed her sleeves: "Well, go, where is he sitting?"

Song Yuhang turned a blind eye to everything that happened until a fragrant wind hit her and she hid away.

"Participating in the task force is exempt from talks. It is a rule not to go to the front line in technical investigation, and stay in the city bureau."

Song Yuhang blocked all her retreat with a single sentence, and Lin Wei gritted his teeth and gave her the braised pork in the bowl.

"Captain Song, it doesn't matter if you are accommodating, right?"

Song Yuhang watched her poking braised pork into her bowl like she didn't need money or life, and was very distressed.

"Enough, I don't eat, I really don't eat fat!!!"

Lin Fan froze and gave her another chopsticks and duck stand: "Then eat a duck stand, eat a duck stand, they are all thin."

Looking at the rice bowl in front of him that was as high as the hill, Song Yuhang was desperate, and moved aside: "I don't eat, I really don't eat."

Lin Fan pushed the plate and moved it along: "Eat, these are all for you."

She blinked, showing a somewhat innocent expression.

I believe in your evil.

If it hadn't been for the ruthless side of Lin Fengjue, she would have believed it.

Can she not fight or hide?

Song Yuhang carried the dinner plate and moved it in again, Lin Wei pressed harder step by step.

Half of the people in the cafeteria looked back at them.

Duan Cheng fell into his mouth and chewed half of the noodles, slurped in and sucked in: "This...what's this for?"

Zheng Chengrui helped his glasses and said conclusively: "The cat catches the mouse."

Fang Xin added the next sentence: "It's hard to escape."

"Where is the horizontal batch?"

Lin tired of dropping his chopsticks and said to the people in the cafeteria, "Eat your meal!"

The three lowered their heads tacitly.

Song Yuhang was squeezed into the corner and couldn't bear it. In particular, most of the time she wore a police uniform, she only wore the standard shirt inside, and the buttons were not well fastened, revealing a little graceful scenery.

The softness is on her arm.

She almost unavoidably remembered the touch of the skin during the blind date several times, and while she was shameful, she was aftertaste, so that her ears were reddened, and she lowered her voice and shouted: "Sit down!"

Lin Fei reluctantly hugged her arm, making her right hand unable to move: "I don't, you don't want me to join the task force, I will stick to you every day."

She deliberately bit the word "every day" seriously.

Song Yuhang's scalp numb for a while, and it is impossible to be rough at her in the public. He held back his anger and said, "You let go first."

Lin Fan knew that it was a play when she saw her angry, and with such a trace of teasing, he glanced at her.

"I won't let it go, I let you go, Song Yuhang, Police Officer Song, Team Song~" She called her with a long voice, expressing affection: "Is there anything I dissatisfied with?"

I didn't know who had an uncomfortable throat and coughed. Suddenly, everyone in the cafeteria had uncomfortable throats, and coughs came and went one after another.

Song Yuhang only felt that the blue veins on her forehead were jumping, and she was challenging her limit of endurance.

In various senses.

The two were close together, the smell of her perfume entwined her, her words were close at hand, her red lips were closed in front of her eyes, her eyes filled with ambiguity and pleading.

Lin Tien sensitively noticed her evasive retreat and the stiffness of her body.

She is so good at using others, including herself, almost half of her body is leaned forward, and she exhales like blue on her ears: "Officer Song, please."

If she left it as usual, when she molested Song Yuhang in the archives for the first time, her reaction was fierce and she threw her away.

Lin Fan once laughed at her: incomprehensible style.

Now Song Yuhang has a deep personal relationship with her, and she has a good understanding of each other's personalities.

Lin was tired of thinking that she would throw off herself in anger, and then scolded her while agreeing to it.

Song Yuhang smiled.

This is too unexpected.

Lin Nian raised her eyebrows and saw her approaching, lowering her voice in a corner where others could not see.

"Yes, it's okay, but I have a request."

Lin Nian looked down and saw that she took her hand, clenching it so tightly that she wouldn't let herself struggle.

Lin Nian struggled for a while, didn't break free, gritted his teeth: "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you take the initiative to send it to the door?" Song Yuhang grabbed her hand, pulled her to her side, and took her shoulders like two close friends, and slid down the shoulders.

The tone was soft and soft, but his voice was a bit low and hoarse.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Nian wanted to slap her as soon as these three words were spoken, his face flushed with urgency and anger, and his lips moved up and down.

Her skin is white, and the corners of her eyes are easily red when anxious, and she seems so unspeakable to refuse to welcome her.

Song Yuhang was startled, the heart of the person with the tickled eyes was itchy, and she would not have time to feel it for too long in the future. Lin Fan threw the chopsticks and pulled her hand away, turned around and left without any muddle, obviously he was really angry.

She was the one who was joking, and she was the one who was serious.

Song Yuhang helped her, and there was no way to take this grandma: "Come back, I'm allowed, you can go, but you must follow me not to act privately."

Lin Fan stopped for a while, didn't turn around, was still angry, didn't look at her, and the corners of her lips were pouting.

Song Yuhang had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and pulled the person back, sat down beside him, and took the meat from his bowl back to her.

"If it turns out that there is a real man behind the scenes, this person must be very hard-to-handle, so it is for your good not to let you go."

Lin Nian laughed mockingly and watched her take all the lean meat to herself: "I have the ability to protect myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Song Yuhang took the chopsticks away: "Okay, you go, I will take back what I just said."

Lin Fan almost rushed up to scratch her twice, gritted her teeth: "Song Yuhang, you are endless!"

Are you addicted to teasing her? !

Watching her go crazy before, she thought she was a big tiger, but now at best, she is just a cat with teeth and claws.

Song Yuhang figured out her character clearly, and it was time to go smoothly: "I didn't make a joke with you, I was really worried about you, you can go, but I have—"

Lin Nian stared at her, as long as she dared to say that sentence, she was going to put the whole pot of vegetables on her face, and then cursed fiercely: "I don't know how to be ashamed!"

Song Yuhang blinked, a little innocent: "Three chapters about the law."

Lin Nian breathed a sigh of relief and didn't bother to talk to her: "If you have something to say quickly, if you have any fart, let it go."

"One, can't leave my sight."

Lin Nian nodded lazily: "Okay, you can."

"Two, don't lose your temper."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"For example, if I'm tired and can't walk anymore, we are going out to handle cases, not traveling."

Lin hated and gritted his teeth: "You really understand me, what about the last one?"

Song Yuhang thought for a while: "I haven't figured it out yet, let's talk about it later."

Lin Fan wanted to say something else, she had buried her head and pulled the rice in her mouth, and stopped her words with her hands.

"Eating, we are running out of time, you have wasted me fifteen minutes."

Lin Fan turned around, and everyone in the cafeteria was almost gone.

She was slightly awe-inspiring: "When the case is over, I will treat you to—"

Before she finished her words, Song Yuhang brought a piece of spicy chicken over: "Try it, although it's not more refined than yours, but it's absolutely clean, hygienic and authentic."

Lin Ji picked up the letter suspiciously and put it in his mouth.

Song Yuhang smiled contentedly as he watched the words Satisfaction radiate from every pore on her face.

"Is it tasty?"

"Also... okay."

"Hurry up, then."

"it is good."