My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Satellite phones have been set up on the ground.

Zheng Chengrui fought for a while and came over to call her: "Song team, all right."

Song Yuhang ran out of the room, picked up the walkie-talkie and pulled out the antenna, and dialed a call directly to the training room of the Jiangcheng City Bureau.

Zheng Chengrui tapped the computer to record the real-time communication.

The blue dots on the big screen of the training room flickered. Zhang Jinhai was pacing back and forth. The operator called out, "Team Zhang, Team Song, they have news."

Zhang Jinhai dashed forward: "Team Song, you have been out of contact for a day and night. If there is no more news, we will send a rescue team to search the mountain."

Song Yuhang smiled, but his expression was serious: "There was an accident and I was trapped in the mountains. It just happened that the electronic equipment I carried with him was flooded and malfunctioned during the heavy rain. It was just repaired today."

Without much gossip, she cut directly into the subject: "How about the arrest in Beidou Industrial Park?"

Zhang Jinhai rubbed his eyebrows: "It's a failure to fight the grass and startle the snake."

Song Yuhang thought to himself that it was so.

"It doesn't matter, if you can catch him so easily, then he won't be a white whale..."

Zhang Jinhai was startled, but her tone was harsher than ever before.

"Team Zhang, we have been played for so long, so it's time to close the net."

"What do you mean..." His brain couldn't keep up with her rhythm temporarily.

Song Yuhang continued: "We got some clues here. When Yu Xinye was in Xiaohe Village, there was still a de facto marriage. The woman's name was Wei Fengzhen. She gave birth to a daughter for the rest of her family. His wife and daughter were born after the mine disaster. Without a trace, I suspect that she had already changed her name and left Qing'an County."

"Go check the Jiangbei Weaving Factory and see if anyone has sent quilts to the post office in Wuli Town recently. This place is a bit easy to find. Find that person and bring it back for a good trial."

"In addition, check Li Hai and Li Yang, if it is not out of my expectation, one of them must be the murderer."

Not long after the phone was hung up, several police cars drove out of the Jiangcheng City Bureau and rushed all the way to their destination.

Song Yuhang was also about to go down the mountain. Lin Wei packed his things in the house, put the mechanical stick into the bag, touched the inside of the backpack with his hand, and took out a thumb-sized card reader.

Song Yuhang walked in and knocked on the door: "Lin Wei, are you okay?"

She hesitated, and handed her the card reader: "Here."

Song Yuhang said strangely: "What is this?"

Lin Fan put the bag on his shoulder: "Criminal evidence."

Song Yuhang's pupils shrank: "You..."

Lin Nian smiled bitterly: "I went earlier than you that day. I installed a miniature camera in Li Bin's room. I wanted to monitor him and record his transcripts, but accidentally took pictures of myself to Li Bin..."

She paused, then said: "The process of violence, I blame myself for being too blind and self-confident, and failing to protect him."

Song Yuhang squeezed this thin memory card with a look hard to distinguish: "You can obviously destroy it if nothing has happened, why not..."

Lin Yan shook his head: "One person does things, the other person. I'm not used to the truth that I have done something wrong but will drag you down. Li Bin's death will always have someone to bear the responsibility. This person shouldn't be you."

Song Yuhang squeezed the card reader as if he had squeezed a hot potato, neither holding it nor releasing it.

Lin Fan stepped forward and patted her shoulder lightly, a light smile on the corner of her lips.

"Anyway, I have given you the evidence of the crime, and how to deal with it is up to you."

Song Yuhang turned around and said, "Is it possible to photograph the murderer's face?"

Lin Wei paused, his smile stiffened, "I don't know, I haven't had time to watch it yet."

Song Yuhang carefully put the card reader into the pocket of his jacket and fastened the buttons, then raised his eyes to look at her.

"This is the murderer's evidence, not yours, Lin Wei, I believe you."

Lin Wei was startled, did not speak, opened the door and strode out.

Song Yuhang also raised his heel.

Hearing that they were leaving, the old grandma dug a big bag of sweet potatoes from the back mountain, and dragged it into Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Nian declined: "No, you can save it for yourself..."

The grandmother was anxious, her eyes were slightly red, and her mouth was eloquent.

Song Yuhang walked over and lifted the bag of sweet potatoes, and carried it on his shoulders to comfort the old man.

Lin Nie glanced at her and said coolly, "Three disciplines, eight points of attention, don't take the masses one by one, sergeant Song."

Song Yuhang gave the only two hundred dollars left in his pocket to the grandmother: "I'm not taking it, but buying it."

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and walked away.

With a snakeskin pocket on his back, Song Yuhang waved his hand to the grandmother and turned to leave.

When they walked out of the bamboo forest, looking back, the old lady was still standing on tiptoes in front of the house and beckoning at them.

Lin Fan was stabbed severely by this scene, turned around and left. Song Yuhang followed her, and the two of them were left behind.

"I don't know when I see you next time, why don't you say hello?"

Lin Fan pulled away the branches brushing his face and jumped off the slope: "It's not necessary. Anyway, it's just a flat meeting."

Song Yuhang dragged the big bag of sweet potatoes downhill, still a bit difficult, holding the tree step by step, panting a little.

"It is precisely because of the meeting, that it becomes more and more precious."

Lin Fan walked ahead, paused, and didn't look back: "What is truly precious is not encounter."

"what is that?"

"Reunion."

How many people can only meet once in their lives.

The stars rotate, the seasons reciprocate, day and night alternate. The earth is 510 million square kilometers, and China alone has a population of 1.3 billion.

Some statisticians have done the calculation of the probability of two people meeting. If you can live to eighty years old, your life will be about 29,200 days, and you can meet about 1,000 people every day, so the chance of meeting is 0.00487.

And reunion with a person is probably the probability of a comet hitting the earth.

Since the age of eighteen, every birthday wish Lin Nianxu has related to reunion. Although she knew it was impossible, she looked forward to the end of the world more than once, and time passed, returning to the day when she met her, to say a word.

"Hey, Chu Nan, long time no see."

Perhaps as the investigation stage gradually deepened, she encountered unprecedented danger and resistance, and it became easier to think of Chu Nan and those things in the past.

While Lin Yan was in a trance, he heard Song Yuhang's exclamation: "Be careful!"

She stood on the next soil slope, and Song Yuhang quickly slid down while holding a snakeskin bag.

Song Yuhang asked her to hide, but she rushed up without even thinking about it, using her body as a buffer between her and the rocks and trees.

Lin Fan was hit against a pine tree, but the pain he expected did not follow, Song Yuhang put his hand behind her.

"You..." Lin Fan was speechless.

But she smiled as usual, she didn't laugh often, and her smile was faint, like the sun in the autumn afternoon is not strong or dazzling, but it always makes people feel warm.

"You’re right, but I think it’s great to be able to meet. It’s because I don’t know if I will meet again, so I have to embrace life and embrace each other as hard as the first time, and try my best not to let myself. leave behind regrets."

As they said, the team members underneath screamed, and Song Yuhang let go of her, leaving her to taste the meaning of the words.

Lin Fan leaned against the tree, his teammates chattering in his ears.

She raised her eyes to look at the void, and a group of flying geese flew south across the treetops.

Sorry...

She is so obsessed with Chu Nan's death now. Apart from trying to find out the truth, is there any reason for regret?

She thought, yes, for the things she didn't have time to say in those years, and the things she didn't have time to do together, she regretted for fourteen years, the best fourteen years in her life.

now…

Lin Fan's eyes fell on that person.

She wore a black training uniform, no hat, and her hair was a little messy piled behind her ears, and she was struggling down the mountain with a big bag of sweet potatoes.

Song Yuhang did not urge her, and focused on walking his own way, but suddenly felt a lightness in his hand. Looking back, Lin Fan helped her hold her aside.

"Let's go."

The corners of Song Yuhang's lips appeared softly: "Okay."

At the bottom of the mountain, the police car was still parked on the side of the road.

Song Yuhang took off his coat, washed a few sweet potatoes in the ditch, took them back, and wiped them on the clothes before handing them to her.

"Yes, it's very sweet when eaten raw, you pad it, or you will get motion sickness for a while."

Drinking a bowl of goat milk in the morning is definitely not enough.

Lin Nianwei looked at the water in the ravine with disgust, "Can you eat it?"

"Why can't you eat pure natural spring water?" She was afraid that Lin would not believe it, so she took a bite to demonstrate.

"Hey, it's sweet, crisp, and thirst quenching."

Lin Ji took the letter and took the doubt over, and couldn't speak.

Song Yuhang couldn't help looking at it, and stretched out his hand to take it over: "Come on, you are really the life of the eldest lady. Except for the autopsy, the others are really exquisite enough to make people ridicule."

While scolding, she took out a tactical knife from her pocket to peel the sweet potato.

Lin Fan stood by and watched her busy: "Hey, you are wrong about that. I didn't pay attention to it when I performed the autopsy because I was fully armed and the contaminants were isolated. If you want me to touch the body with my bare hands, I won't do it. Besides, this is a wild environment now. Can you see any microbes and bacteria in the water? If you eat a bad stomach, it’s a small thing, but if you eat a parasite, it’s a big deal. Officer Song~"

She prolonged her voice and shouted, Song Yuhang laughed, and handed her the peeled sweet potatoes: "Yes, if you have a lot of things, I shouldn't discuss this with a forensic doctor, which affects appetite."

"What else are scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sliced ​​noodles with large intestines, stewed brain flowers with mung beans and flies, five-spice ribs, four famous dishes in forensic circles?"

Lin Nian chased her, saying that she would die if she didn't win.

Having said something, Duan Cheng thought of the colorful images under the lens, and his face suddenly turned pale, almost nauseous.

"Team Song, Team Song, you care if she is good or not, and let people not eat..."

Song Yuhang shrugged: "If I can manage, do you think I will be beaten?"

Lin Fan didn't squeeze, his eyebrows curled, and the corners of his lips were curved, finally showing a smile from the heart of the past few days.

"Team Song, the city bureau has called."

Zheng Chengrui shouted.

Song Yuhang rushed forward, slammed the door, and pulled out the walkie-talkie from inside.

"Hey, I'm Song Yuhang."

"Lee Hai found it? What?! Already dead?!"

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The car was repaired and it was speeding on the winding road.

Song Yuhang took out the notebook from his bag and was looking for a pen. Lin Fan had already handed it one.

She didn't lift her head: "Thank you."

The new clues obtained this time are recorded in the notebook. Song Yuhang wrote neatly in different categories and is easy to understand.

As she wrote, everyone listened with bated breath: "After Li Hai returned to the city from Xiaohe Village, he also graduated from medical school, and relied on his family relationship to enter Jiangcheng Hospital to work..."

When Lin Fan mentioned Jiangcheng Hospital, something vaguely remembered in his mind.

That evening.

The woman was sitting on the sofa holding a tissue and wiping tears: "My husband died early, leaving us with an orphan and a widow. If it wasn't for my son who was seriously ill, I would have to take care of him, or at least raise him to an adult. Go with him."

"What disease?"

"Uremia."

As if a flash of lightning split the chaos.

Lin Fan blurted out, "I know who Wei Fengzhen is?!"

Song Yuhang also just looked up: "If I guessed right, Li Hai's current wife, Wei Lihong, is the former Yu Xinye's wife Wei Fengzhen."

Fang Xin finally had a taste for it. The last time they went to the Jiangcheng Hospital Family Hospital, they still had a slight impression of this middle-aged woman named Wei Lihong, but no one thought about it because the target of the crime was. The target is a middle-aged man over the age of 30. Who would have thought that a thin woman who lived alone and brought a child would be unclearly related to a serial murder case?

"Why are you still stunned?! Hurry up and handcuff people back to the bureau!" Lin was anxious, for fear that the clue he had just found would be broken.

Song Yuhang stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. Everyone was dangling on the mountain road, but she couldn't be messed up. She had to keep a clear mind and a rational mind at all times.

"You just said, what disease does Wei Lihong's son suffer from?"

"Uremia." Lin Nian repeated: "But her son's illness can't be a reason for not detaining her, right?"

Song Yuhang shook his head: "No, do you remember? The old woman said that Wei Fengzhen gave birth to a daughter for Yu Xinye, but after the mine disaster, she and her daughter disappeared, but now the son is next to him, so... what about that daughter? ?"

Lin Nian thought there was an inexplicable horror here: "Is it dead or..."

"Let's not forget that there is another key person, Li Yang, who has also disappeared."

At critical moments, Song Yuhang's words can always clear the fog for everyone.

"Let’s make an assumption. If this child didn’t die, he should be 20 years old now, and most of the dead in the Moby-Dick case were similar to her age. Was it some accidental coincidence or was it designed by the murderer? Link?"

"Why did he design this way? Why not hurt and induce younger children, whether it is mentally or physically, it should be easier to succeed."

The murderer uses psychological hints to kill, which seems to be seamless, but in reality, the more the crime, the more traces it leaves.

Whether it was on the scene in the "He Miao case" at the beginning, or the gamma-hydroxybutyric acid detected from the body in the "Wu Wei case" later, it led the police to the truth step by step.

Song Yuhang closed his eyes and brought himself into that situation: "If I were a murderer, why would I look for a teenager, why...why..."

"Adolescents are lively and energetic. It is when the human body's metabolism is at its strongest. They have the strongest physique and the freshest blood..."

"The most important thing is... she is the same age!"

As if a word awakened the dreamer, Song Yuhang suddenly opened his eyes and took Lin Fan's hand.

"Can uremia be inherited?!"

Fang Xin is a trace inspector who also has a biological basis. He shook his head and said, "No, the chance of inheritance is very small."

Several people cast their gazes at Lin Fan, waiting for her authoritative answer.

Lin Wei rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, recalling the literature he had read abroad, and pinched a red mark on his eyebrows: "The probability is very small, but it does not mean that there is no. Whether it is inherited depends on the cause, if it is caused by congenital kidney disease. Such as polycystic kidney disease, Alport syndrome, etc., are genetically possible."

She didn't understand what was wrong, but she understood what it meant, and Song Yuhang grabbed the walkie-talkie.

"Hey, I, Song Yuhang, will take someone to Wei Lihong's house to protect their mother and son right away, right now!"

What she didn't say was that it would be too late.