My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

As soon as Song Yuhangfu stepped into the training room, he saw several people surrounding Duancheng's computer.

"what's happenin?"

Duan Chengxin turned around with lingering fear, and stumbled and said, "There is...someone has replied to my post."

Lin Yan leaned over to see that it was an anonymous forum. The id of the person who responded to Duan Cheng's post was only a number composed of a string of codes, and his profile picture was a whale.

Song Yuhang glanced at Zheng Chengrui, and the other party immediately turned on the laptop to find the person's ip address.

"Team Song, I found it. It's in an Internet cafe in Dongcheng."

Song Yuhang made a phone call to the nearby police station.

After half an hour.

"Comrade police, I'm not really wronged." The sloppy man in the bars sat on the interrogation chair, with handcuffs on his wrists.

"I just... I just think it's fun. Didn't it say in the newspapers... Maybe someone actually commits suicide. I just want to see which stupid guy is so stupid. Who knows it's the police comrade's fishing law enforcement, hehe, hehe , I'm really embarrassed."

The investigator slammed the pen on the table and said, "Can you afford it if you are full?! What you mean is disturbing public order, threatening public safety, and confusing the public. I don't know what to say!"

After a while, the criminal investigators came out and reported: "Song team, all questions are clear. This person is a scumbag who has only graduated from elementary school, and he can still play games in Internet cafes. Writing code and programs is probably choking..."

Song Yuhang turned over two pages of the transcript, threw it on the table, leaned on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows: "Okay, let me teach you a lesson for a few days, so let's just let it go."

On the third day of the establishment of the task force, the investigation of the case reached a deadlock, and everyone in the police station was exhausted. In the second half of the night, Song Yuhang turned around and most of the office people were lying on the table.

She sighed quietly from the bottom of her heart, got up and tiptoed to the wall, turned off the headlights, and prepared to go outside to smoke a cigarette.

When I reached the rooftop, I flicked my pockets, and the cigarettes softened in the water, and they couldn't be lit at all.

While hesitating, a white and slender hand stretched out in front of him, and the cigarette case was opened: "Hey, there is no China, so let's smoke it."

Song Yuhang smiled, stretched out his hand and took one. After a few strokes of the lighter, he said, "Don't go to rest?"

"Aren't you too." Lin Nian said, and also stretched out his hand to protect the flame from the flame, and never again had to confront her ambiguously with the smoke.

Song Yuhang looked at her movements, feeling a little stunned, but she just said: "You should rest more."

Lin Wei smiled and said, "Closing your eyes is also a nightmare. It's better to be more energetic without sleeping."

Seeing her standing here, Song Yuhang inevitably remembered the conversation on the corridor. She buried her head and took a sigh: "Is that question important to you?"

Lin Nian answered her calmly, "You should ask yourself, is it important to you?"

"I seem to have touched some thresholds, but I don't really understand it. Like this case, it seems to be close in front of me but I have no clue." Song Yuhang said, frowning slightly, just a few days in his eyes. They were all bloodshots from staying up all night, their eyes were black and the corners of their mouths were covered with dead skin, and the two-way radiant eyes became dim.

The pressure to solve the case, the expectations of the deceased, and Lin Fan's words became the last straw that crushed the camel.

Song Yuhang stood here, looking at the city below her feet, she was confused, confused and confused.

Lin was tired of moving her lips, as if she couldn't bear it, but she didn't say anything, and squeezed out the cigarette butt.

On the contrary, Song Yuhang saw that she was about to leave and turned around and said, "Wait for me, and when this case is over, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

It is worthy of Song Yuhang, all things work first.

Lin Nian smiled, and turned around and said, "I won't go home recently and sleep in the duty room."

Song Yuhang was taken aback, and already understood what she meant.

You are welcome to come to me anytime if you have any questions, and I will try my best to solve the case.

More importantly, she understood what Lin Fan wanted to say but didn't say: Even if you can't answer this question, we don't know how it will end, but one thing will never change.

We are colleagues who get along day and night, and comrades who live and die together.

What a vague romance.

Song Yuhang's gloomy heart suddenly opened up, his brows stretched out, his sadness faded, and when she was about to step down the stairs, she stopped her again.

"Hey, the smoke is still not enough, next time, please let me smoke Chinese."

Lin Fan turned his back to her and raised his middle finger.

Song Yuhang was happy to open, but saw her wrist turned over again, which was clearly a gesture of cheering and cheering.

The police officer couldn't hold back the joy of the corners of his lips anymore, and took a couple of sips, pinched the smoke on the railing, and watched the traffic downstairs, the lights were shining, and the fighting spirit was rekindled in his eyes.

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"Hey, Lingling, what's the matter with you, you are actually late today, but fortunately the head teacher is late, otherwise..." After class, the companion cordially took her arms and shook.

Bai Ling sat on the seat, buried his head, and said nothing. The usual lively person was abnormally silent today.

The companion called out a few more times, which brought back the other's sanity.

Bai Ling pulled her hand from her arm, her smile was somewhat reluctant and pale, and her companion noticed that there was a wound on her face.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

"Hey, Lingling..."

The companion had no time to stop, Bai Ling ran out of the classroom, rushed to the toilet in one breath, unscrewed the faucet and patted water on his face.

There were people coming and going, some coming in and some going out, talking about topics that had nothing to do with her, but she always felt that a dark, vicious, and wretched gaze fell on her.

What happened last night made her desperate for life.

Bai Ling choked, and put his hand on the wash table, tears crashing down: "Why...why is it me...I...what did I do wrong?"

In a daze, she felt someone gently put a hand on her shoulder.

She turned her head, it was the familiar stranger, still trapped in a black robe.

"Bai Ling, look at yourself in the mirror, are you still you?"

Bai Ling opened his eyes wide, looking at the unrecognizable girl in front of him, no longer the purity and innocence of the past.

This girl with pain, regret, struggle, sadness, and resentment written on her face is not her, not her.

Bai Ling staggered back two steps and was held back by someone, and the voice came again.

"Bai Ling, do you want to find your true self? Do you want to go to a place where there is no pain? Come on, follow me, follow in the footsteps of Beluga."

"Bai Ling, Bai Ling..." Someone shook her shoulders eagerly and rescued her from that illusory dream.

She turned her head as if regaining her soul, and the head teacher touched her forehead: "What's the matter with you? Standing here and talking to herself, it's been a long time since class. If you feel uncomfortable, please take time off and go home."

Bai Ling smiled reluctantly and bowed to the head teacher: "Thank you, teacher, I'm fine, I will go back to class."

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Early in the morning, the Jiangcheng City Bureau held the fourth panel discussion on the "White Whale" case.

Feng Jianguo was in the audience and Song Yuhang hosted.

After a short rest for a few hours, her condition was obviously better than yesterday, and the bloodshot eyes had disappeared. She stood there in a police uniform with heroic appearance and a long body.

"Since there has been no significant progress in the search for license plates or the inquiries of witnesses, we will change our direction and think about the criminal suspect's motives, so as to deduce what kind of person might commit the crime to narrow down the investigation. range."

She turned her gaze to the technical investigation, Lin Fan stood up and handed a report: "According to the autopsy of He Miao, Fan Lin, and Wu Wei, this person is careful and thoughtful and did not leave any traces on the scene, and He is also proficient in psychological induction. In addition, a certain neurological drug was extracted from the blood of the above three people. I speculate that this person may be in a medical-related industry or have medical experience."

Song Yuhang nodded, and curled his lips slightly at her: "Secondly, this person is still a computer expert, knows how to write programs and code. We boldly guess that his method of committing crimes is to find suicidal young students online. , Gave him psychological hints, and finally met offline and forced him to commit suicide in some way or with drugs."

"Then we can roughly draw the following characteristics of the suspect: the vehicle is a black Santana, he is highly educated, proficient in psychology-related knowledge, has worked in the medical industry, and is currently unemployed."

"Know a certain computer technology, have Internet access at home, have an introverted personality, an extremely abnormal psychology, have a certain tendency to violence or murder, and prefer to hang out at night than during the day."

"Most serial murderers have a history of animal cruelty, bedwetting, and arson. This person is no exception, and even has a history of arson. The childhood life should be so unhappy that he planted the seeds of hatred in his heart. "

When she said this, she inadvertently glanced at Lin Wei, who was lying in a chair and spinning his pen, not looking at her at all.

Song Yuhang turned his face back again: "Because of the long time of committing crimes, I guess that this person is over 30 years old. The ocean represents tolerance, broadness, the power of life or mystery, and the beluga whale is the top of the food chain in the ocean. It is speculated that this person may have a special plot for such things, or that what he pursues, wants, and is obsessed with is all related to the ocean and beluga."

In just one night, she completely clarified her thoughts and narrowed the scope of investigation. Everyone in the police station seemed to have given a booster shot. Excitement appeared on her face. Even Zhang Jinhai had to sigh: Plastic talent, The posterity is terrible.

As expected of the person Zhao Ting valued, Feng Jianguo took a sip of his teacup and put it down, leaving quietly.

Leave this case to Song Yuhang and he can rest assured.

In just one afternoon, from more than 4,000 black Santana owners, there were 68 people with high education, psychology-related, medical-related, working in the medical industry, knowledge of computer technology, and about thirty-year-old people who asked them one by one. .

From day to night, Song Yuhang didn't even have time to drink.

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provincial capital.

"Didn't you say that this thing will never appear again?!"

Three test tubes were placed in front of them, emitting a faint blue light in the darkness.

The person sitting opposite looked at the test tube, his pupils shrank suddenly, stretched out a piece of toilet paper to wrap the tube and picked it up.

"No... impossible... it was destroyed long ago..."

"This is something presented by the Jiangcheng City Bureau, can it be fake?"

When he heard the name, the person on the other side was shocked, and the situation in his eyes changed. After a long time, he put the test tube down again.

"That's it, what are you going to do?"

The man asked got up and walked to the window, bathed in the dark, and outside the window was the bright lights, radiant.

Darkness and light intertwined and struggled on him, and finally, the man took a step back.

"Check and give them the inspection report, but the samples must be kept."

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"Sister Lin, the fax is here," said the office secretary, and Lin Fan walked over and took the paper out of the fax machine.

Thin two sheets of paper, she took a cup of coffee and looked as she walked, Song Yuhang was talking to people, and came in this direction.

No one noticed anyone.

When Lin Nian came back to his senses, the coffee in his hand almost spilled all over him, and Song Yuhang quickly grabbed her hand and stabilized her waist at the same time.

"Be careful, look at the way."

Lin Fan put a hand on her shoulder and quickly backed up two steps. Seeing that no one was looking at her, she stroked her clothes and took the coffee cup back from her hand angrily.

"I should have told you this."

Song Yuhang smiled and passed her by.

Before reaching two steps, Lin Fan fell back and patted the paper on her shoulder: "Wait, there are new discoveries."

"Γ-hydroxybutyric acid?" Song Yuhang was startled by the strange name.

Lin Nan repeated: "Yes, that's right, γ-hydroxybutyric acid, a natural substance found in the central nervous system, can also be artificially purified. It is present in wine, citrus and other foods and fruits, and it is also present in small amounts. In almost all animals."

"In medicine, γ-hydroxybutyric acid has been used as a tranquilizer to treat mental illnesses such as insomnia, depression, and narcolepsy."

This is related to her profession. Of course, Lin Nian said it all right, but what she couldn't tell Song Yuhang was that the medicine she took for a long time also contained this substance.

Thinking of this, Lin Nang's face was a little gloomy: "Overdose of this medicine can easily lead to death, and..."

She paused, and Song Yuhang then asked: "And what?"

"Long-term use will lead to drug dependence. Once the medication is stopped, it will lead to withdrawal syndrome similar to detoxification."

Song Yuhang had a big alarm bell in his mind, holding this thin piece of paper so he couldn't speak with hatred.

What a vicious means, both mental and physical control, it's strange not to be mad and not to seek death.

"That is to say, if we find out the source of the medicine, we are not far from the truth."

Feeling that the mysterious veil of "White Whale" was lifted by her again, Song Yuhang was a little excited and eager to try. She turned and walked for two steps. Seeing that Lin Fan's face was not so good, she fell back and squeezed. Squeeze her hand, grasp it very tightly, and then loosen it again.

"hard."

Lin Fan's gloomy heart seemed to be blown away by her smile and childish movements.

With her warmth still remaining in her palm, Lin Fan picked up the folder and smashed it over: "Go away, eat my old lady's tofu again!"

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"Γ-hydroxybutyric acid, also known as GHB, the purification method is not complicated, a few beakers, distilled water can be done, but it must have its synthetic substance, γ-butyrolactone."

This series of chemical terminology is a little confused by the gangsters, and their eyes are at a loss.

Lin Nianfu: "Okay, let me just keep it simple. γ-butyrolactone is a kind of spice, a common food additive on the market."

Song Yuhang sat in a chair, touched the piece of paper, and at the same time stretched out his hand and asked his colleague for a map: "That is to say, just search for all the food factories, chemical factories, and small workshops in Jiangcheng."

Lin Fan nodded, "That's right."

Song Yuhang got up, folded the map and put it in the pocket of his training uniform, loaded it with gun bullets and stuffed it into the holster on his back.

"The field team set out with me, targeting major food factories, chemical plants, and small workshops in Jiangcheng."

"The second team of Field Service continues to screen and screen suspects."

"Net security, surveillance, and image investigation continue to pick up video surveillance, especially all kinds of suicide posts on the Internet. I would rather catch them back and ask them first than let a person suspected of committing a crime be spared."

"Yes!"

With an order, each group was ready to go.

Lin Fan took her arm and said, "I want to follow the second team of Field Service to have a look."

Song Yuhang frowned: "No--"

"Fang Xin is also here, why can't I go?"

Song Yuhang thought about her recklessness last night and still had lingering fears. She didn't let her go and didn't know how many moths she would make.

She is not in the game and no one can stop her. Instead of letting her act alone, she might as well be with the big army.

"Three chapters of the covenant."

Lin Nian readily agreed: "Three chapters of the agreement."

She said that she was packing her things and preparing to join the field work, but the person who had already walked two steps turned back, looked around at no one, and lay in her ear and said, "The # key is looking for me to remember."

Lin Nian's ears were gently brushed by the heat, and the corners of her lips were tightened, and a document was directly smashed on her face: "Go!"

Duan Cheng lay in the gap of the computer and looked up at them: "It's started, it's started."

Several people were whispering.

"Let me tell you, tell you, that forensic doctor Lin and Team Song were in the car that night..."

"What's in the car, what's in the car, what do you mean!"

Several people leaned back together, grabbing Duan Cheng's clothes from behind.

Duan Cheng unscrewed the lid of the Coke bottle and took a few sips of the corners of his lips. When he was about to kill the Quartet, a shadow fell in front of him, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Song Yuhang stood in the opposite plane, rubbing his slapped face: "Don't blame me for not reminding you."

As soon as she walked on her front foot, an iron metal hardwood file folder flew over her back foot and hit his head impartially.

"Damn!"

Lin Fei snorted coldly: "If you don't need the pig's tongue, cut it off."

That's what I said, but there was a faint blush on the face that had always been white.

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When the woman walked home after shopping for vegetables, the police happened to be visiting a house next door.

"If necessary, please cooperate with us."

"Yes, yes, that's for sure."

The neighbor shook hands with the leading police officer.

The woman didn't dare to look again, put the vegetables she bought on the ground, took out the key from her bag to open the door, and did not poke in after a few times.

The sound of metal collision suddenly attracted Lin Fan's eyes.

"That is……"

"Oh, that's an old resident in our family's hospital, not a doctor. Her husband died. The hospital looked pitiful to her, and she had to raise a child, so the house kept her living."

The woman's back crouched, she was no longer young, her hair on her temples was a little grey in the setting sun, and even the hand holding the key was trembling.

Lin Fan retracted his gaze, nodded slightly, and said goodbye.

After the woman entered the door, she heard the movement outside the door gradually dissipating, as if she was relieved, she put the dishes on the hallway, changed slippers and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

After washing his hands, he opened the door of the back room, and a scent of excretion mixed with the smell of disinfectant came to his face.

The woman opened the window in the house, not daring to open too much, and barely opened a gap.

After doing everything, she turned around to help her son who was lying on the bed turn over and change his diaper to clean it. When everything was done, she touched the child's face, her expression of grief unconcealed, and put his pale and thin hand into the bed. Tucked the quilt for him, and then got up to cook.

As soon as the pot was heating up, there was a knock on the door, and she glanced through the cat's eyes. It was the policewoman who had a fate in the corridor just now.

The woman opened the door and Lin Fan took out his ID from her pocket: "Police, I want to ask you something."