My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

The temple fair was in a market not far from Song's house.

Duan Cheng took his mobile phone and showed photos and ran from the stalls and asked, "Hello, have you seen this kid?"

The stall owner shook his head, and he quickly ran to the next one.

Fang Xin also took the photo and acted separately, and grabbed a candied haws seller.

"Hello, uncle, have you seen this kid?"

The uncle leaned close to the phone and looked at it twice. A middle-aged man holding a child hurried past him, and the child’s candied haws were bought from his stall, so he looked more At a glance.

"I have seen it. The candied haws bought here seems to be with his father. Let's go in that direction."

father?

Ji's only father passed away many years ago.

Fang Xin felt a little bit in his heart. It really was a kidnapping. After thanking people, he immediately called Lin Wei.

"Sister Lin, I found it. It was a man who took Xiao Wei away."

"Which way did you go?"

Fang Xin looked around. The temple fair was crowded with people, and it was located in the middle of the downtown area. It was in all directions. There were also several forks in the direction that the uncle pointed.

She shook her head: "The exact location is unknown, but it is certain that the person was taken away from the temple fair, and the Song team's mother is not with him."

Song mother.

Lin Nai's heart seemed to have been pierced sharply by a needle, which made her speechless, and it took a long time to relax.

"Old Zheng?" She shouted in the communicator.

"I'm checking." Zheng Chengrui quickly tapped the keyboard, and the faint blue light of the computer screen and lines of code reflected on the lens.

Jiangcheng City Bureau.

Technical Investigation Section, Network Security Brigade.

"Alarm, alarm, the server is being hacked--" a red exclamation mark flashed on the huge electronic display.

A faint sweat leaked from the technician's forehead, and he turned around and said, "Go report to Bureau Feng, the firewall is being attacked by unknown hackers."

Feng Jianguo slapped the table fiercely, and the teacup jumped, turning around in the office.

"Damn, this Song Yuhang, what the **** is going on, the phone won't answer, people, people can't find them! And this Lin Wei—"

Mention Lin Tired, he was even more angry, and slapped on the table again, panting heavily.

"What the hell!"

"Ju Feng, there is news from the technical reconnaissance side that our server has been attacked."

Feng Jianguo was an old detective after all, and finally figured out something unusual.

At the same time on vacation and disappearing at the same time, Lin Wei led someone into the central control room of the airport to check and monitor.

Who is she looking for?

Immediately after that was the car accident on the street, the black car that followed her was hit, and the wounded had been controlled by the police.

Then their internal server was attacked.

Feng Jianguo suddenly struck a spirit: "Track the other party's ip, lock their location, and follow Lin Wei."

"Reported that the car of Forensic Doctor Lin was found on the Tongyuan Expressway."

No way, her car is so easy to recognize, the eyeliner on the highway can almost be seen at a glance.

"Stop her and bring people back."

The police officer in charge of delivering the order was taken aback, but saw Feng Jianguo's face writing stern, raised his hand to salute, and hurriedly left.

"Yes, Feng Ju."

From a distance, the siren rang again.

Lin Yan stepped on the accelerator, and the heavily damaged body made an overwhelming sound and barely slid out.

"Sister Lin, I found it. Two vans drove in different directions, one is the Yelingshan Tunnel in the north of the city, and the other is near the Tongyuan Expressway."

As expected, in order to force Song Yuhang to submit, her family members were **** separately and detained in different places.

The purpose is to confuse their sight and buy time at the same time.

In the direction of Yeling Mountain, Song Yuhang has already gone.

And the other location is not far from her.

Lin Wei turned on the phone navigation and looked at the map.

The place where people can hide is definitely not a busy city. There is no residential area near the Tongyuan Expressway. If you get on the expressway, you will definitely pass the toll booth. The child is better to lie and cover up. If two **** adults, they will not escape the staff. Eyes, so they must not be on the high speed.

So where will it be?

Are there any hidden and unmonitored places near the highway?

Lin Fan zoomed in on the map with two fingers, and his gaze fell on a logging field near the entrance of the expressway.

She pressed the miniature wheat on her ears: "Out of the street of the temple fair, there is a hot pot restaurant on the side of the road, where we ate before, go in, order a box, a large pot, and the waiter will take you out through the back door. Remember to change your clothes. After you come out, go to the coordinates, 25°N latitude, 104°10″E longitude, and wait for me there. "

Duan Cheng knew that this was creating an alibi for them, and he was a little anxious: "Sister Lin, what about you?"

Lin Fan hit the steering wheel to the left, and went backwards retrograde. She whispered everywhere. She shuttled in the traffic, broke the railing of the toll gate and drove off the highway.

"Me? I'll save people."

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"I'm here, let me go." Song Yuhang parked his car in the ramp beside the Yelingshan Tunnel.

The voice in the receiver smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Team Song, did I take what I asked you to take?"

Song Yuhang squeezed the folder in his hand, and his voice was obscure: "Take it."

"Very well, tear up the transcript of the page with Guo Xiaoguang's mother and son's signature and fingerprints and throw it down the cliff."

As night fell, only car lights were on on the ramp, and next to it was an invisible cliff.

Song Yuhang gritted his teeth: "Let me see my mother first."

There was a pause there, and then Mother Song’s cry came out: "Yu Hang, Yu Hang..."

Before she listened carefully, the call was cut off again.

The man took the conversation: "How about it, it's still alive, but..."

He paused for a while: "It depends on whether this testimony is important in the Song team's heart, or your family is important."

Just when he said this sentence, Song Yuhang suddenly noticed something wrong.

She didn't think it before talking to her mother. Thinking about it carefully now, compared with the person's voice, her mother's voice seems to be distorted. It's not like a face-to-face chat, but like a voice coming from an electronic product.

And, she was sensitively aware of the slightly noisy background sound when Mother Song spoke, which was like the roar of the operation of a large machine.

The voice of this person is exceptionally quiet when he speaks.

Thanks to the acumen that she has cultivated in criminal investigation work over the years, she was able to stay calm and analyze this even in extreme situations.

Song Yuhang remained silent.

"Okay, I'll tear it up, but I'm really tired of playing this game. Let's decide the outcome of the game. How about, you pick a place, I will directly give you the U disk, you let my family members go, I will go with you also."

There was a loud laugh: "Okay, it's the Song team, refreshing! Then you go into the mountain, I will wait for you in Yelingshan."

After the phone was hung up, the picture showed that she slammed the torn paper up and floated all over the mountains and plains.

"Lin Wei has already rushed to the logging yard." Another voice in the communicator said.

"I know." The man took a sip of red wine, the expression in his eyes could not be argued.

"Isn't afraid that she will rescue people? Naturally, Song Yuhang will not give you things."

The man put the wine glass on the table and leaned back against the comfortable office chair.

"If she doesn't save it, it really won't be Lin Tired."

He set the game, calculated the hearts of the people, and even guessed where everyone would go.

The voice paused for a moment: "You really are..."

It's a snake-hearted, very vicious.

The man seemed to understand what he was trying to say, and smiled softly: "Non-toxic, not a husband, to be honest, I really look forward to it. When she comes out, what will it look like when she hears the news of Song Yuhang's death."

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Sawmill.

"Mom, mom..." Ji Jingxing whispered, his hands and feet **** and crawling over, his face was stained with blood, and he was obviously tortured.

Mother Song was strapped to the radiator by the big five flowers, her head drooping, the ventilator above her head buzzing, and tiny dust floating in the workshop.

Ji Jingxing flushed his eyes, sniffed, arched to her feet, and hit her leg with his shoulder.

"Mom, mom, wake up, are you okay?"

Seeing her motionless or speaking, Ji Jingxing choked with tears.

The old man was full of silver hair and disheveled, thin and thin, with blood on his clothes, and his face was not clean.

Before he found the child, Ji Jingxing still had a bit of resentment towards her. If she didn't take Xiaowei out, she wouldn't be lost, but now that she saw her like this, that trace of resentment disappeared without a trace.

Is there any grandma in the world who doesn't care for her grandson?

Ji Jingxing knelt and leaned over to bite the rope on her wrist, trying to break it with his teeth.

There was a strong smell of rust on the radiator, and the metal made her tremble all over.

The rough rope grinds to the teeth, and Ji Jingxing tastes a **** smell on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't bite the rope apart.

"Crack—" The door opened, and several men in black rushed in.

Ji Jingxing was frightened and frightened. Before he could speak, he was lifted by the collar and fell to the ground.

"Damn, you want to run away, give me a hit!" The whip with the thick thumb was pulled off his head and face.

Ji Jingxing rolled on the ground, screaming, the exhaust fan above his head cast a chaotic light and shadow.

She cried and begged for mercy, dying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll give you all the money you want, all of you, let me go, let me go..."

The group stopped, and the headed masked man leaned down, raised her face, and examined it carefully.

"It's not about the money, you are the one you shouldn't mess with, you know?"

"Also, I advise you not to provoke Lin boring again, otherwise you won't know how you died."

Song Yuhang's advice flashed through his mind, and tears burst into the corner of Ji Jingxing's eyes.

The man let go of his hand, pinched the person to the ground by pressing her hair.

"Think about it for yourself, close the door."

After all, with a few thugs left one after another.

The door was locked again.

One of the subordinates came over with an ear: "The man has arrived."

"According to the young master's order, let people in, don't be too obvious."

He nodded and left quickly.

Lin Fan climbed over the fence with his bare hands and fell gently to the ground. Before she hid in the darkness, the searchlight turned the surroundings pale.

Several people in black ran over with the machete.

Lin Fan took out the mechanical stick from behind her waist, slammed it straight with a "click", and smashed the head of the man in black who was closest to her head-on, taking advantage of her distance.

The vibration on the mechanical stick was transmitted back to the palm of his palm, and the man in black staggered back two steps, touched his forehead, and the blood was flowing.

A sharp blade stretched out from the side, Lin Sha took a mechanical stick to block it, and the metal collided with a sharp piercing sound.

She raised her foot, a swift whip leg, and her leather boots hit the opponent's head severely, kicking the person out.

The people in black vomited blood and hit the fence.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a blade of light behind him, Lin Nianhan stood upright, turned to his side, grabbed his arm with his left hand, and smashed his wrist with a stick in his right hand.

The man in black suffered pain, the machete fell, and before he recovered to defend, the tip of the club turned and the dead spot was on the vital part of his abdomen. The black-clothed man spit out some muddy things with a "wow", Lin Fan then smashed the person dizzy with one elbow, and slammed his head against the wall.

Song Yuhang acted to be merciful to stay alive, Lin Tien was different, she didn't do anything, it was a killer move once she did it.

A little bit of blood fell on the thin snow under the root of the wall.

Lin Fan let go, and the man in black slumped to the ground.

Her cold gaze swept past, blood still dripping from the tip of the club.

When I came here, I changed my clothes for the convenience of doing things. He was dressed in black shorts, and stepped on combat boots. His brown curly hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind his head, his eyebrows were stained with blood, and he was full of murderous air.

Several people glanced at each other, then rushed forward without fear of death.

"She won't last long, come on!"

Lin Fan’s lips curled up with a sneer, and he almost danced the mechanical stick impermeably, wandering among a few people like a dragon. There are more gaps.

She clutched her shoulders and stepped back. She was kicked on the back of her heart, and fell forward. As soon as she landed, she was hit by a knife!

Lin Yan's pupils shrank, and she dodged sideways. The sharp blade cut off a strand of her temples, and her cheek was aching.

Someone was just a kick as his chest. Lin Fei rolled in the mud, raised his mechanical stick with both hands to block, and was gradually stepped on and bent his arm.

She clenched her posterior molars, her arms were sore, and the gurgling blood from the wound on her shoulder stained a large area of ​​her lying area.

Another man in black climbed up from the ground, took a machete and pierced her chest.

The pinpoint in Lin Yan's pupil grew bigger and bigger, and she gritted her teeth, almost unable to support it.

The man in black who stepped on her kicked her wrist, and the mechanical stick flew out of his palm.

He stomped down and stepped firmly.

Lin Nian frowned in pain, coughed twice, blood dripped from the corners of his lips, and his internal organs were cramping. He clenched his feet tightly, trying to move people away, his face was pale.

The most terrible thing is that the knife is coming, and she has already felt the sting on the skin.

Lin Nian panted violently and tensed, but saw that the knife only cut through her clothes and stopped moving.

She raised her head in astonishment, and the man in black was pulled by the collar and flew out.

The person who stepped on her was forced to turn around to defend, and the person who rescued her was bare-handed, and the machete was taken from the opponent.

He glanced at her: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go!"

Lin Fan clutched his stomach and climbed up, picked up his mechanical stick, and limped into the workshop.

She turned her head and glanced, the mysterious man had already fought with others, and had restrained the two masters with her own strength.

The wine-red hair is still eye-catching in the dark.

"Jingzhe." She called his name and nodded slightly.

"Be careful."

After all, he plunged into the workshop without looking back.

"Is there anyone?" She yelled, patted the door one by one, and the empty space spread the voice far away.

Ji Jingxing was lying on the icy floor, his tears were running away, and his beautiful eyes lost their expressions, staring at the chaotic light and shadow on the ceiling in a daze.

She was caught off guard and heard the sound of footsteps, and she began to tremble almost subconsciously, shrinking herself into a ball.

"No, don't kill me..."

Sawdust flew around in the workshop of the lumber yard. Lin Fei coughed twice and walked with his hands on the wall. There were blood stains wherever his palms were rubbed.

"Is there any... anyone?"

She leaned against the door, panting heavily, looking up at the ceiling, blood dripping down the tip of the club, ticking.

It was extremely quiet here, except for the sound of the exhaust fan working and her heavy breathing, almost no other movement could be heard.

Lin Fan closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm the chaotic heartbeat. The moment she stopped breathing, the world returned to silence, and a small cry for help was suddenly heard in her ears.

She heard it clearly.

"Don't, don't kill me..."

Lin Fan bounced from the door: "Who? Who is inside?!"

The cry for help grew sharper.

"Please, don't, don't kill me, don't kill my child..."

Ji Jingxing was tied to his hands and feet, watching the door sway violently, tears streaming down his face, and begging for mercy with his head.

A lock was hung on the door, and Lin Tien hit it a few times, and the dust and sawdust fell.

She lifted her foot to kick, still motionless, and finally picked up her mechanical stick and slammed it down towards the lock.

The metal banged together and made a sharp piercing sound, and sparks burst out in an instant.

The paint on the mechanical stick was gradually scratched, revealing the white material inside.

Every time she raised her hand, the unhealed shoulder injury gushed out a lot of blood.

She stood here for so long that there was a pool of blood at her feet.

"Break it for me!" Lin Fei raised his hand high and slammed it down with a roar. The overwhelmed lock finally broke and fell to her feet.

Lin Fan pushed the door and entered.

A beam of light shot into the dust.

Ji Jingxing squinted his eyes slightly and saw a tall and thin figure running here, he was overjoyed, thinking it was Song Yuhang, and waited for someone to walk in front of him.

Before the word "Yuhang" was called out, Lin Fan threw the mechanical stick and squatted on the ground, reaching out to pull the hemp rope wrapped around her.

"Why are you?" Ji Jingxing looked at her incredulously.

Lin Fan ignored her, peeling off the rope from her and throwing it aside.

"Go out and go straight, turn right, and go to the side door. My friend is there to meet you, where is Aunt Song?"

Following Ji Jingxing's gaze, Lin Nao tilted his head to look, and immediately tightened the corners of his lips. He ran over in three steps and two steps, helped her up, and untied her rope three times.

"Auntie, Auntie, Aunt Song, wake up." Lin Nian shook her shoulder lightly, put her hand on her snort, and let out a sigh of relief.

Ji Jingxing also ran over: "My mom...is it okay?"

"It's okay, just fainted." Lin Nian said, gently supporting her, patted her on the back with her hand, and let people cough out the choking breath.

"Ahem..." Aunt Song coughed violently and opened her eyes. Seeing that it was them, she burst into tears.

"Jingxing, I can't help you..." Mother Song tremblingly stretched out her hand and held her hand.

Ji Jingxing shook his head, tears falling straight down: "Mom..."

Lin Fan dragged Mother Song by the waist and hugged the person up: "Okay, don't hurt the spring and sad autumn here, go out quickly."

She and the other people mixed with Mother Song and ran out. Before running to the edge of the gate, the heavy bullet-proof steel door fell down.

Lin Yan's pupils shrank, and Song's mother was relieved and ran over. It was too late to lift the door on her own.

The steel door fell to the ground and dust was splashed. Mother Song watched in shock and almost pinched her finger.

Lin Fan got up and looked around. This small workshop also had a side door, which should be the staff room, which could lead to the outside.

She took the lead and ran forward: "Here."

Ji Jingxing tried hard to support Song's mother, her high heels stepped on the ground and her feet were cramped.

"Damn."

Lin Fan rolled his eyes untimely and threw his stick to her: "Take it."

Looking at the blood-stained mechanical stick, Ji Jingxing was frightened and uttered "Ah" again, twisting one finger, too heavy to hold, almost falling down and hitting his own foot, and hurriedly caught it with his hands.

Lin Fan turned around and carried Mama Song on her back.

"Tired, this..."

"It's okay, we have to get out quickly."

It was late, and Song Yuhang handed the U disk to the other party but it was too late for anything.

Decades of painstaking efforts have fallen short, Lin Liao just thinks about it, but the blood is surging, and his teeth are itchy with hate.

The people guarding outside heard movement here and pressed the switch on the wall. Another bullet-proof steel door slowly fell down, with the purpose of trapping them.

Lin Nian gritted his teeth and stuffed the person into Ji Jingxing's arms, his gaze fell on a thick round log, with the strength of the milk, he hugged him and pushed it over, hit the door hard, and the log fell. The steel door does not move.

There was a sharp pain in Lin Nian's shoulder, and he knelt on the ground with his fingers loose, breathing heavily, his breathing heavier than a bellows.

Ji Jingxing and Song Mama looked at her, and she was also looking at them.

There was misery, despair, sorrow, and a trace of pleading in those eyes.

They were begging her to take them out to see the sun again.

Ji Jingxing wants to live to see Xiaowei, and Song's mother wants to live to see Song Yuhang.

Lin Fan knew that at this moment, she was their only hope.

Lin Fan looked at them, looked at the light and shadow on the ceiling, looked at the dust floating in the air, and swallowed.

Well, there is only one last way.

Her right hand was already trembling, and she couldn't hold things anymore, Lin Fan touched the sawdust on the ground, grabbed a handful of them, and raised it fiercely.

Ji Jingxing was fascinated by his sight and coughed violently, "Ahem...What are you doing? Do you want to choke us to death?"

Lin Fei said coldly: "Stop the **** nonsense, just follow suit if you want to survive."

While they were talking, the temperature in the workshop dropped quickly, the exhaust fan began to reverse, and all the air was exhaled.

Ji Jingxing shivered, his fingers stiff and he could hardly move.

Lin Nian flushed his eyes and raised the sawdust on the ground like crazy, and also opened the sacks piled in the corner, shaking his hands severely, and all the dust was flying all over the sky.

The workshop was empty and there was no place to hide.

She took out the lighter from her pocket and looked back: "Run!"

When Ji Jingxing looked at the fire source in her hand, and then at the dust that the fascinated person couldn't open, he suddenly woke up like a dream, dragging Mama Song back to lifelessly.

A ray of light cut through the dark workshop.

Lin Fei raised his hand, slammed the lighter out and slammed it on the steel door. The plastic shell cracked and the liquid butane collided with a large amount of dust. The dust cloud rose and sparks splashed everywhere.

Lin Fan turned and ran back, the air current overturning the person.

Ji Jingxing and Song Mu also fell to the ground.

Lin Fan pulled the two people back and threw them on them.

"Boom!" The air wave caused by the explosion lifted all the dust on the ground, and the tongue of fire quickly engulfed the wood and spread to the surroundings.

The people guarding the outside only heard a loud noise. When they didn’t understand what was going on, the steel door was forcibly blown out with a big hole, the tongue of fire sprayed out, and it came into contact with the fresh air outside, and it was formed instantly. The "returning wind" mixed with the raised dust, creating a second explosion.

There are fires everywhere.

Ji Jingxing was crushed to death, his eardrums hummed, his nose was dusty, and soon he fainted.

Duan Cheng and his group, who were guarding outside the factory and preparing to respond, suddenly felt bad when they watched the smoke billowing inside.