Three years later.

On a rainy day, a bus drove slowly over and stopped in the stagnant water. The crowd filed up, and the girl took the umbrella and jumped up.

In the early morning shift in summer, the car is crowded with people, even if the air conditioner is turned on, the skin is sticky.

The girl pulled the tab with one hand, followed the ups and downs of the vehicle and swayed, while flipping the phone with the other hand to find the route.

She just typed out the words Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, and the car TV on the bus rang.

"In the early hours of this morning, dozens of skeletons were excavated under a building under construction in Jiangbei Development Zone in our city..."

Occupational sensitivity made the girl suddenly raised her head and stared at the TV.

The reporter was wearing a raincoat, pointing his hand to the past, and the camera moved over: "The excavator at the scene has stopped working. If you go further, you can see a deep pit, which belongs to the Beixin Real Estate Company under development. In the real estate, dozens of skeletons were dug up there. The police are clearing the scene and waiting for professional identification."

The rain crackled on the umbrella held by the reporter, and the sound of police sirens was heard in the background.

"It is reported that the leaders of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau attach great importance to this, and Deputy Director Song Yuhang has also led a team to the scene."

A police car with "on-site command" screamed and stopped in front of the building.

The door opened, Zheng Liang's leather shoes walked out, and at the same time he opened an umbrella and held the door for others.

A sharp-eyed reporter saw it and swarmed around.

"Song Bureau, Song Bureau is here, Song Bureau, let's talk about this case."

"Song Bureau, are these bones human bones?"

"Song Bureau, I'm a reporter from Jiangcheng Daily, can I take a moment for you to conduct a brief interview on this case?"

Song Yuhang, deputy director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, is a legend, not only because she is a woman who rarely stands on the political stage, but also because of her brilliant deeds of breaking strange cases and fighting drug dealers alone. Version now.

The folks are very fascinating, but this one rarely shows up in public, and never accepts interviews, especially the kind that praises the merits.

In her original words, it was: a waste of time, it is better to solve a few more cases with that idle time and go home early to accompany Lin Wei to dinner.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of all police officers in Jiangcheng, Director Song, who is wise and martial, is essentially a wife and slave.

Shenlong has always seen people who have never seen the end. This time he finally showed up at the scene of the crime. A group of media reporters were eager to dig out some fierce material from her mouth.

Song Yuhang got out of the car, slammed the door with one hand, put the wide-brimmed hat on his forehead, and straightened his clothes. The spring and autumn uniforms were meticulously dressed, his face frowned with coldness.

"What are you doing in a daze, block the scene!"

The person who gave her the umbrella was taken aback, before she had time to recover, she strode to the edge of the pit under the rain, took out the gloves from her pocket, and put them on quickly and professionally.

The policemen from the police station who had arrived at the scene before seemed to come back to their senses, pulling up the cordon and pushing people back.

The elite police officers who followed Song Yuhang also surrounded them, all with sharp eyebrows under the rain, standing on a wall of people.

"Stand back, back off, protect the scene! No one else is allowed to come near!"

Xue Rui also jumped out of the car, pulled the cordon and got in, followed by Duan Cheng Fangxin and others.

"Song Bureau, Song Bureau."

Song Yuhang squatted by the side of the pit, looked at the situation below, and nodded slightly: "Work."

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"Coming soon to the station, Jinhua Commercial Center." The car came to the station and the sound was heard. The car slammed to a stop on the platform. The girl was kicked by inertia, and the mobile phone almost flew out. This was done from the car TV. Recovered, grabbed the umbrella and ran out.

"Master, master, let's let go, let's let go."

After finally squeezing out of the crowd, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, dumbfounded at the completely strange street scene.

Isn't it... Will you be expelled for being late after sitting at the station on the first day of reporting?

After hesitating for a while, she took out her mobile phone and called the person who had called her in.

"Hey, Teacher Duan..."

She hadn't finished her words, but there was the sound of rain mixed with the man's roar: "Are you there yet? If you don't arrive, don't go to the Public Security Bureau. If you are short of people, report directly to the scene!"

Immediately, the phone was hung up with a slap. The girl was dumbfounded, watching the taxi slid over, and hurriedly reached out and stopped, and reported the place name: "Jiangbei Development Zone, Beixin Real Estate Company."

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Duan Cheng hung up the phone, wiped the phone on the dry area of ​​his sleeve twice before putting it into his pocket. Fang Xin walked past him and glanced at it. It was meaningless, but the man quickly raised his hands.

"Hey, it's really not a little girl this time. For the newly recruited intern forensic doctor in technical investigation, I directly asked her to come to the scene."

Fang Xin carried the survey box and carefully stepped over between the two skeletons: "I said there is enough of you. I will let people come to see the corpse on the first day of work."

Duan Cheng smiled and squatted down to take the guy from the investigation box: "Compared with Sister Lin pressing my head and observing the phenomenon of giants and observing corpses on the dissection table, I am much gentler."

Fang Xin sighed, stopped talking to him, and concentrated on extracting the evidence from the scene.

Several little technical policemen who took pictures around the bones whispered: "For such a big case, do you think Sister Lin will come?"

Someone shook his head and went up to take a close-up of the skeleton: "No way, after all..."

Before the words fell, there was a commotion from outside the cordon.

"Let me in...I...I am the new forensic internship today."

The detective in charge of clearing the scene didn't smile: "Reporter, right? Let's change the reason next time."

The girl flushed anxiously: "Hey, no, I'm really not a reporter..."

Duan Cheng got up, glanced at the past, and waved his hand: "Let her come over, the newcomer is a technical detective."

The detective who was in charge of stopping people touched his nose and pulled the cordon for her: "Go in, don't blame us, these reporters are really annoying..."

The little girl nodded, walked to the side of the pit with her bag in her arms, glanced down, her face suddenly paled.

The pit is not big, about a hundred flat, more than a meter deep, and seven or eight technical policemen in white protective suits are busy.

With their little patience to clean up, more bones were dug out from the bottom of the pit, scattered in the pit, irregularly.

When she went down to look, Duan Cheng spread a blue sterile cloth next to Duan Cheng, holding a freshly cleaned skull and gently laying on it, the dark eye sockets looked straight at her.

The girl was shocked, and she took a step back.

Duan Cheng shouted: "Get the equipment, come down, haven't you seen you are busy? Come and help!"

"Oh, here, here." The girl took the mask and gloves from the technical policeman next to her and put on the shoe covers neatly, but when she was going downhill, she almost fell down because of tension.

The technical detective waited to turn around and snickered a few times.

Duan Cheng was also happy, and he cleaned out another human bone and put it on the sterile cloth: "This is the first time I saw a corpse?"

The girl screamed: "Study...in school...seen... met Teacher Dati."

Fang Xin stabbed him with his elbow and gave him a look to tell him not to bully the intern.

Duan Cheng coughed lightly: "Come on, go over there and help carry the camera, should the criminal photo record be held?"

The girl nodded like smashing garlic, and walked over to the edge of the pit: "We will meet, Teacher Duan can rest assured."

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Xue Rui was making transcripts of witnesses and several workers driving excavators. Song Yuhang was listening. Someone from the police station below wanted to pass her a cigarette, but was waved and declined.

This is a famous oil and salt.

The head of the police station looked sullen and turned his head abruptly. The car lights on the road in front of the real estate were bright, and another police car with the words "Site Investigation" drove over.

Song Yuhang followed the prestige, and the person who had just had a straight face suddenly showed a helpless smile.

"Give me the umbrella." She took the police officer's umbrella next to her and walked over, seemingly to pick up people.

The small intern forensic doctor bowed himself to take a picture for a long time, and finally came to an end and straightened up. When he saw the figure, he excitedly pulled the corner of the colleague next to him.

"That... isn't that Director Song... I heard her rumors when I was in school... She broke the big drug manufacturing and drug trafficking case in Jiangcheng before, as well as the Fenyang seventeen years ago. The Wharf Broken Body..."

The colleague next to her gave her a blank look, and it was a little girl who came for Song Ju.

"We, we have all heard her legend, let's work, newcomer, soon you will know that although the Song Bureau is good-looking and friendly, it can't tolerate the slightest sloppy in solving the case."

The fledgling little forensic doctor was still standing on tiptoe to see through. Song Yuhang opened the door with one hand, bending slightly to greet the person.

"Who, such a big face, in Jiangcheng City, she can actually meet her in person..."

On Song Yuhang's wrist is a woman's hand, slender, white and slender.

Looking down that hand, the woman got out of the car wearing black high-heeled shoes, and the rain screen smeared her face a little blurry.

When she got closer, the little forensic doctor saw that she was also wearing a spring and autumn uniform, with silver olive branches and two four-pointed star flowers on the epaulettes. The brown curly hair was neatly coiled up and stuffed into the curly-brimmed hat. Horsetail.

The side face drenched in the rain and mist was as white as jade, only the red lips were deeply rooted in people's hearts.

That is a kind of palpitating beauty.

The little forensic doctor looked obsessed, and exaggeratedly opened his mouth into an "O" shape.

Song Yuhang squeezed the person tighter, tilted his umbrella toward him, and most of his body quickly got wet.

She complained: "I didn't mean to let you rest at home, why did you come here again?"

Lin Fan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to care about her.

"I received ten media calls in the morning, five municipal governments, three provincial public security bureaus, and one, guess who it was."

Song Yuhang smiled, took the survey box she was carrying, and cautiously helped her to walk along the side of the pit.

"Be careful, go down, I guess Feng Jianguo did it."

Lin Fan snorted from his nostrils, "The old thing has a better nose than a dog, so I can't find you, so I have to come to me."

Song Yuhang appeared on the scene, and generally didn't look at his mobile phone very much and had no time to take care of it.

Lin was tired of having a hard vacation and being disturbed by others, and he didn't look at the special situation now.

Song Yuhang grinds his teeth: "I will greet the telecommunications department the next day and block our signal."

Lin Yanwan frowned and smiled, and slammed an elbow on her body: "Don't be poor, there is no public security chief who blocks his signal, works and talks business."

Song Yuhang was not annoyed. He held the umbrella and chased for two steps with an anxious expression: "Hey, no, I said you were running to the scene when you were just pregnant. How can I rest assured..."

The little forensic doctor's eyes widened, and then he saw the woman's lower abdomen under the police uniform slightly bulging, her figure was thin, and if she didn't look carefully, she wouldn't be able to tell that she was pregnant.

Lin Nang turned his head and glared at her, and said in a bad mood: "Close your crow's mouth, and give me the survey box."

The woman's voice was not too loud, and she dared to lose her temper at Song Yuhang in front of so many people.

The little forensic doctor swallowed his saliva, and he said nothing: "She, she, she... she is..."

Lin Wei, the captain of the Technical Brigade of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau and the director of the Forensic Office, is also a senior researcher at the Material Evidence Identification Center of the Ministry of Public Security.

She also listened to her anatomy class when she was still studying in the Department of Forensic Medicine of Binhai University.

The girl didn't expect to see the two idols all at once, and she couldn't speak with excitement.

Before she could tell her why, Song Yuhang helped people walk past her, leaving a light and fluttering sentence.

"It's my wife."

He took the lead in jumping out of the pit, and then gently hugged the person down.

Lin Nai's complaint was vaguely heard in the wind: "Song Yuhang, I can walk by myself. I am pregnant and I am not lame."

"No, what should I do in case of a fall? I finally got pregnant."

Lin Nian was furious: "You can't expect me to order, get out, don't disturb my old lady's autopsy!"

The fledgling little forensic doctor looked at the backs of the two idols and thought weakly: Well, senior, the police has regulations, flirting and scolding are prohibited at the scene of the crime...