On the shoulders of the son, he said firmly and gently: "She is a good friend of your mother, a very special and very good friend."

"How good is it?"

Song Yuhang thought for a while: "Although there is no blood relationship, just like you and Song Yan, they grew up together, played together, and were as close as sisters. It was a bond that could never be cut off."

When she said that, Xiao Linxi nodded as if she understood.

Song Yuhang touched her head again: "Lin Xi, her name is Chen Chunan, remember this name. Even if your mother and I are gone one day, her portrait is not allowed to be moved out of our living room, you And Song Yan will always remember her for us, and put more offerings on New Year's and holidays, do you know?"

The little girl nodded sharply: "I see, Mom squinted!"

Song Yuhang just laughed and took her hand and walked out: "Let's go, mom is working overtime today, call Song Yan, let's go eat pizza!"

From then on, Lin Xi took Song Yuhang's words in his heart.

Lin Fan watched her put a pair of chopsticks on the empty seat, her eyes were hot, and a smile of relief appeared on the corners of her lips.

"Let me come, Lin Xi, sit down and I will serve the rest of the meal."

Song Yuhang stood up and took the rice spoon from her: "I'll come, and you will sit down."

"Mom, you have a bad mouth, I can get you some soup mix."

Mother Song was sitting in a wheelchair. Although her legs and feet were not very convenient, she was still full of energy. She was about to lose her teeth, and she smiled more kindly.

"Okay, okay, serve the soup even if you are tired of it, this soup today, I came here this afternoon to watch Xiaoxi stew it."

Saying that I was watching, I guess I didn't help much.

Lin Fan complained: "Mom, you go back and forth so far, why bother with this god."

"That's different, it's not the same, birthday."

Song Yuhang also echoed: "That's right, anyway, now in this family, I have the lowest status. If it weren't for Lin Wei's light, I haven't had Ma's stewed soup for a few years."

Ji Jingxing stood up and took the rice in her bowl and pushed it to Liang Shi: "Don't say it's you, I haven't had it in a few years."

Under the warm yellow light, everyone in the room was happy.

Finally, Song Yuhang served himself a meal and sat down, and was about to pick up his chopsticks. Lin Nian looked around and frowned, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

"Where is Song Yan?"

Song Yuhang and Lin Xi looked at each other, and were about to explain to him: "Well, Song Yan..."

Before he could finish his words, the boy pierced in with a backpack on his back, panting: "Sister, the signing event was over late, and the organizer invited me to dinner. I didn't go, I didn't come back..."

The whole room stared at him, Song Yuhang covered his face, and Lin Xi held his forehead. Lin Fan swept him from head to toe and from bottom to top. When he saw his newly dyed green hair, his face changed.

The word "Late night" got stuck in Song Yan's throat like a chicken that was suddenly pinched by his neck.

It happened that the evening news was released on the TV.

"Today, Xie Lanzhou, the novelist of new mystery mystery novels, appeared at the signing ceremony for the first time with his new book "The Chief Female Forensic Doctor". We can see that there is already a long line at the door of the bookstore, and many readers still hold banners for Lanzhou. Come on, I hope he can write better works."

The sound of the screen was accompanied by the screaming of the fan girl: "Ah ah ah ah, Lan Zhou is so handsome! I love you!!!"

"Xie Lanzhou, marry me! Marry me!"

...

The reporter fiddled with the headset, and took two steps aside: "As expected of a new generation of super-popular author, it is said that Lan Zhouda has just turned 18 this year. Let's interview him."

The camera moved to understand Lan Zhou himself.

"Hello, Lan Zhou, I am also a fan of your books. I would like to ask you, is the "Forensic Medicine" series really over? Will there be a sequel?"

Song Yan fiddled with the microphone calmly twice, folded his hands on his chin, and smiled slightly.

"The end of the "Forensic" series does not mean that their story is over. If there is a chance, a sequel may be considered."

The reporter seemed to have smelled some great secret, and his expression was full of excitement: "They? In other words, there are prototypes for the two characters, Officer Song and Forensic Doctor Lin?"

Before Song Yan could answer, Lin Wei had begun to grind his teeth.

Xie Lanzhou, Xie Lanzhou. Drunk Jie Lan Zhou.

Can't keep people. Drunk Jie Lanzhou to go, a drunk Bi Taochun waterway. Pass through Xiaoying crying place.

Song dynasty poet Yan Jidao's words, this little **** can play word games!

And what is going on with that green hair, you don't look like a good person!

Song Yan watched her pick up the chopsticks on the table and began to shrink back: "Mom, mom, stop, listen to me, listen to me! I really didn't mean to come back so late on purpose, Xie Lanzhou, he, he... "

Lin Fan slapped the table and stood up: "You come here. You don't do your job well every day and you don't want to learn to write suspense mystery novels. I think you have nothing to do when you are full. You still use your mother as a character prototype. Have you? At your level, can you read what you write?!"

Song Yan wanted to cry without tears, and grabbed Song Yuhang's sleeve: "Mom, save me."

Lin Feiyang smashed a pack of tissues and said, "Song Yuhang, do you also know that he wrote novels behind me?!"

Song Yuhang had to reluctantly cut his love, and pulled his son's hand off a little bit: "I'm bored, listen to me, I really don't know..."

Song Yan was heartbroken: "Mom, you are not kind."

Seeing that green hair on his head dangled in front of his eyes, Lin Fan became furious, picked up his chopsticks and chased after him: "You come over here, and what's the matter with your hair. It's a good day to not learn, learn. People smoke and drink and burn their heads????!"

Song Yan screamed and ran around the room, hiding behind Mother Song: "Grandma, grandma save me! Mom, mom, you hear me say that this is the look that the makeup artist gave today..."

"Furthermore, how old I am, can't I still get my hair burned? You have dyed it too, it is still brown! Do not do to others what you don't want, Mom, don't say anything, just take care of her! I'm just What's wrong with writing a novel? Is it menopause after such a big fire?"

The little bunny ran fast, while he was hiding, Lin Fan threw something, panting for chasing, he almost choked up a mouthful of old blood in his throat after hearing this: "How old are you, how old can you compare to me?! Serialized? In six years, if I didn’t study well, I wrote novels for me. How many scores did I score in the college entrance examination?! Give me menopause, let me tell you, my mother is still too early!"

Seeing that her slap was about to fall, Song Yan closed her eyes and took out the admission notice from her pocket, raising her hands above her head, almost kneeling down for her.

"Mom, I was admitted to the Department of Literature, Beijing Film Academy. I want to be a screenwriter."

Lin Nian was startled, and the slap he raised didn't fall anymore. He seemed relieved. He wanted to touch his son's head and then gave up, grabbing the admission letter from his hand and opening it.

Sure enough, when Lin saw the steel stamp of the Beijing Film Academy, Lin lost most of his irritation and patted him on the head.

"Little bunny, sit down and eat first, and dye your green hair back to me after the meal!"

Song Yan sat down with his head drooping, and muttered: "Uncle Jingzhe is still dyed red, what happened to me dyed green? If you want to live a good life, you have to wear a little green on your head..."

Song Yuhang stabbed him in the arm and put vegetables in his bowl: "Eat."

Looking at so many people in front of him, Lin Xi hesitated for a while, put down his chopsticks, and took out the admission notice with a heartfelt heart.

"Mom, I passed the exam too."

Lin Fei was overjoyed: "You also got admitted? Where? Beijing Film Academy?"

She has already dreamed of having a big star daughter in the future.

Lin Xi shoved the admission notice into her hand, and shrank back as if afraid of being beaten: "Department of Investigation, People's Public Security University of China."

Lin Nang's facial expression management collapsed for the third time tonight.

The chair next to her moved, and Song Yuhang picked up the person before she went crazy and walked to the bedroom, away from the battlefield.

Lin Fan still held the chopsticks in his hand and snarled: "Song Yuhang, you let me down! What can't she learn to learn investigative science, and she will be a policeman in the future, hanging her life on her waistband and staying away from home!"

"Oh, well, the kids have their own choices when they grow up. You and I are both policemen. The danger is the danger. You must practice martial arts well and protect yourself."

"Are you her mother? Can you beat four hands with that pair of punches? How treacherous and cruel the drug dealer is, don't you know?!"

"I know I know……"

The door closed, and the voices of the two people gradually ceased.

Song Yuhang poked his head out again: "Mom, sister-in-law, Liang Shi, Xiaowei, you eat first, we will come in a while."

"Song Yuhang!" Lin Wei just yelled before being covered by someone's mouth and pushed onto the bed.

"Well……"

Several juniors looked at each other at the tightly closed facade, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

It's been decades, aren't you tired?

Lin Xi was so excited that the goose bumps fell all over the floor.

Ji Jingxing gave a light cough and picked up dishes from the plate: "Eat, eat, try our Xiaoxi's craftsmanship."

People in a room seemed to come back to their senses. They were eating with a smile. Song Yan had a sweet mouth, one mouthful for "grandma" and one mouthful for "aunt", so that the two of them smiled.

"Grandma, take good care of your health. After two years, I will pick you up and go to Beijing to play."

"Auntie, you are still so young and beautiful. After two years, my sister will also get married and give you a big fat boy. You are the youngest grandmother in history."

Lin Xi always ridiculed him every time: "Just you, it's good to be able to stand in Beijing. Aunt, ignore him, he sees the seventy or eighty-year-old lady also praises people's youth and beauty."

"Hey, I said you, Lin Xi, it's endless, isn't it?"

"No big or small, call me sister!"

The two people are fighting each other, you come and I go, it is so lively, it makes the whole family laugh.

Song Yan and Lin Xi lived in Ji Jinghang's house for a long time when they were young, and they had a good relationship with Xiaowei, so there was nothing to evade, Song Yan curiously said.

"Sister, I asked you last time, didn't you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you bring it back?"

Everyone in the room cast their sights on Xiao Wei again.

Ji Only smiled, and took a knife and fork to cut the steak on the plate: "Divided."

"Why? I remember his conditions are not very good?" Lin Xi also stopped chopsticks.

"He said I was a double, and he couldn't accept that I had **** with a girl."

Before Ji Jingxing took a sip of the soup, he broke out with an earth-shattering cough.

"Ji Youyi, the good ones don't learn the bad ones, you have learned something messy with Lin Fan!"

Ji Youyi sighed: "Oh, mom, it's an adult, and love freely. As long as you don't violate the will of others and don't hurt others, you have the right to choose what kind of life you live and who you are with."

"I..." Ji Jingxing choked in his throat and almost didn't come up, Liang Shi hurriedly picked up vegetables for her.

"Eating and eating, the child is older, you care about her, I believe Xiaowei has his own measure."

After a few people had eaten halfway through, Song Yuhang pulled Lin Wei out to eat the birthday cake and blow the candles.

"Mom, make a wish."

The two children raised the cake to her eyes.

Song Yuhang turned off the light, Lin Fan looked at the faces in front of her with a smile, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Fortunately, she used to think that she was a person without roots, until she met Song Yuhang, she realized that she didn't have roots or soil.

Song Yuhang watered her soil with loyal love day after day and year after year, so that the barren land also grew a big tree. After the two sisters and brothers of Song Yan and Lin Xi, this tree became more and more prosperous. The branches are flourishing.

They are her roots, her family.

Lin Fan closed his eyes lightly in the birthday song, and muttered silently: Lin Xi and Song Yan are safe and successful in their careers.

Mom, good health and long life.

Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi grow old together, and everything will be successful.

Xiaowei finds a close person as soon as possible.

As for her and Song Yuhang...

It seems that Xu's wishes are a bit too much.

Lin Yan opened his eyes and watched her smile, her pupils were also shining in the dark.

Song Yuhang leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead: "Happy birthday, I love you."

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When it came time to share the cakes, they started to beat up as they ate, spreading the cream all over the place.

Lin Wei hasn't finished sending out the fire just now. By avenging his private revenge, the whole family counts Song Yan's face with the most cream.

The young man screamed and ran around the room, bringing the cream everywhere, even Song Mother.

The group was tired from playing, Song Yuhang went to clean up the kitchen, and Lin Fan followed in.

"I'll be with you." She rolled up her sleeves and got ready to work. Song Yuhang pushed the person away and fastened her apron.

"No need, you go and play with the kids."

Lin Nian pursed his lips and chuckled, "Several of them are playing games, Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi are playing poker with their mother."

Song Yuhang glanced out through the glass window. The three children were lying on the sofa and playing video games with the handles. They were screaming.

Song's mother and several people were sitting around the other side of the coffee table playing poker, with tea and melon seeds on hand, laughing and laughing.

Song Yuhang suddenly sighed: "Our family hasn't gotten together like this for a long time."

Lin Fan circled her waist from behind and put his head on her back: "Yu Hang, thank you."

Song Yuhang put down the plate in his hand, turned around and gently called her name: "Lin Wei..."

"Ok?"

She raised her head following the voice, and on the night of insects in early summer, on the days of family reunion, under the warm yellow light, a gentle and loving kiss fell.

The silhouettes of them cuddling together were shown on the window.

The three children turned their heads back blankly, picked up the handle and continued to play the game.

Lin Xi&Song Yan&Ji Weiwei: Sooner or later I will choke to death by their dog food.jpg

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In the dead of night, Song Yuhang arranged for Ji Jingxing and his party to stay, and then he took a bath and walked upstairs with heavy steps.

She tiptoedly opened the door, thinking that someone was asleep. Unexpectedly, there was still a lamp in the room. Lin Wei leaned on the bed, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and was flipping through the book in her hand. ".

Song Yuhang opened the quilt and went to bed: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Lin Wei turned a page in his hand: "Aren't they sleepy, they are all asleep?"

"Sleep." Song Yuhang took her shoulders, made people lean into his arms, and pointed to the book.

"How do you think it was written?"

Lin Fei raised his eyes to look at her, and sneered: "The writing is remarkable, and the professional knowledge is full of errors and omissions."

Song Yuhang pinched her nose: "A certain population is wrong. He was a child prodigy when he was six years ago."

Lin Fan had a proud smile on his lips, and the fox's tail could rise to the sky, but his mouth was still stiff.

"So what? There are two police mothers who can write like this every day."

"If you are used to writing autopsy reports, let you write novels and scripts. You may not be better than him. It's like a mountain."

Lin Wei lay in her arms, Song Yuhang gently brushed her hair from the sideburns behind her ears, and said softly, "I think children should like your encouragement more than my praise."

Lin got tired of moving and let himself lie down a little more comfortable: "I know, I have passed the exam, it is impossible to let them drop out, you are right, the children are all grown up, maybe we should let go when we arrive. It's time."

Song Yuhang leaned down and kissed her forehead: "I know, you are reluctant to bear them."

"I don't have any, I wish..." Before he could say anything, he was bitten on his ear.

There was a sound of rubbing clothes.

Song Yuhang's hands became restless, and his voice was a little low and hoarse: "Don't talk about this, they are all asleep, why don't we do something..."

After a short pause, she accurately grasped Lin Fan's weakness and prolonged her voice, which was meaningful: "Other things."

Lin Nian's face was reddened, a little panting, and he didn't want her to succeed so quickly, and pressed her shoulder.

"Song Yuhang, a lot of age, why are you still so..."

Song Yuhang put the hand on his shoulder into his palm and pressed it on top of her head: "This kind of thing, no matter how old you are, you won't be bored, especially for you."

Lin Nian could not bear it, kicked her with his feet: "The children are still sleeping next door..."

Song Yuhang bullied herself and covered her mouth: "Then you just keep your voice down."

"Um..." Lin Fan was still struggling, helpless to beat and beat, cursing and not screaming, under Song Yuhang's repeated offensives, he soon resigned himself to the wind and was at the mercy of others.

Song Yuhang didn't dare to toss her too much, leaving some leeway until it was two hours after everything was over.

Lin Fan was lying in her arms, with mist on her eyelashes.

Song Yuhang picked up the person: "Why don't you go take a bath?"

The head resting on his shoulders nodded slightly, and Song Yuhang couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile and picked him up.

Lin Yan whispered, "Do you still hold me?"

"You too underestimated the results of my year-round fitness, or else, try again?" Song Yuhang only felt that he was greatly insulted, not to mention that the independent bathroom was really not a few steps away from the bedroom.

Lin Yan quickly hugged her neck and hung herself up, shaking her head into a rattle: "Don't don't, I want to take a bath and sleep, I'm sleepy."

It is really hard to see this woman acting like a baby, Song Yuhang's heart turned into a pool of water, squeezing the back of her neck.

"Carry on your back if you can't hold it, hold it if you can't hold it, pull it if you can't hold it, walk with you if you can't pull it, or stand where you are, no matter what, you won't be left alone."

Lin Fan is not a person who listens to love, but she knows that Song Yuhang is not a person who talks about it.

She has used the second half of her life to make the best interpretation, telling her what a good love should look like, and in just over 20 years, she has completely supplemented all the missing parts of her life.

She and her are not only partners, but also comrades in arms who live and die together. They have a tacit understanding of partners, as well as relatives who will never leave. All kinds of complex feelings are intertwined in them. Lin gets red eyes and sits in the bathtub, taking the initiative. On her neck.

Song Yuhang was startled, hugged her back, patted the back of her head lightly, comforted her.

"Okay, eh? Aren't you sleepy? After a wash, we go back to sleep."

"Okay." Lin responded bored and bored. He was already tired, but under the heat, he became more and more confused.

Song Yuhang cleaned her body from the shower gel foam, wrapped her hair with a clean towel, and hugged the person.

Lin Fan was put on the bed as soon as he became lighter, and then the buzzing sound of the hair dryer rang.

She dazedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Song Yuhang, where is my mechanical stick?"

Song Yuhang stopped the hair dryer and asked again before hearing what she was saying.

"It's in the bottom drawer of the closet. Why do you suddenly think of it?"

Before answering, Song Yuhang glanced intently. She was already asleep and suddenly laughed. He tucked the quilt for her, turned off the lamp, and lay down, holding the person in his arms.

"Good night, bored."

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Early the next morning, Lin Xi was not awake. After returning to the room last night, she played online games with Song Yan until midnight. At this moment when she was tired, the door creaked open.

She turned around in a daze, thinking it was Song Yuhang who came to wake her up for breakfast: "Mom, I won't eat..."

The person who came did not speak, and put something beside the bed. When she was about to turn and leave, she saw that her quilt was not properly covered, so she pulled the quilt up.

Lin Xi slept deeply, only frowned in her dream.

Lin Fan looked at her very similar face, couldn't help touching her head, with a gentle smile on the corner of her lips, kissed her on the forehead, got up and left.

When Lin Xi got up three poles in the morning from sleep, he realized that there was an extra brocade box on the bedside table.

She stretched out her hand and opened it, and a note fell out. Lin Xi picked it up and smoothed it out:

Xiaoxi, this mechanical stick is called "Sentinel", it is a token of love from your mother. It has been with me through countless ups and downs and saved my life. Now I will give it to you, hope You can also be a good policeman in the future.

The signature is Lin Wei.

The girl gave a dismissive "clam", but her eyes were red. She picked up the jet-black mechanical stick from the box and stroked its cold metal outline. The blood stains in some of the grooves were no longer clean, and became deep. Brown stains.

Just holding it in his hand, it seemed that a **** wind was blowing over her face, making the girl shocked.

Lin Xi gradually tightened the corners of her lips, and said silently in her heart: Yes, mother, I will be like you, pitching in heaven and earth, worthy of my heart, and be a good policeman with integrity and kindness.

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Time flowed so slowly. In a rare leisurely afternoon, Lin Fan sat in a wicker chair and finished reading the book written by his son.

At the end of the book, Song Yan said:

"As of 2030, in the past six years, public security police (including active public security officers and soldiers) across the country suffered 24,890 casualties due to work. Among them, the police sacrificed 3160 on duty and 21,730 were injured on duty. An average of 526 people were sacrificed each year."

"Of the 21,730 people who have been injured on the job over the years, more than 10,000 have been violently attacked and injured because of fighting against criminals, accounting for more than half of the total number."

"Among them, the number of sacrifices and injuries among police station police, public security police, criminal police, and anti-drug police accounted for the top four.

"On the list of national public security heroes who have unfortunately died heroically, the oldest is 65 years old and the youngest is only 19 years old."

"Of course, there are some informants and undercover policemen who cannot reveal their names that cannot be included in this list, so the total number of actual sacrifices will only be greater than the statistics."

"We live in this world. Nothing is born in vain. When you stand in the light, there will be shadows. Standing in the dark, there may be light in your heart. We must admit that some people may have lost their original intentions. , But there are also some people who use their lives to fulfill their promises, just like Police Officer Song and Forensic Doctor Lin in the article."

"So far, the six-year serialization of "Forensic Medicine" has officially come to an end, but I believe this is not the end, and Song Lin's story will not end, because there are ordinary people like them who stick to their posts and swear to defend justice and justice. ."

"May the deceased rest in peace, the world is getting better and better."

Xie Lanzhou on 2030.3.3.

Lin Fanhe went to the book, and in just one afternoon, it was like having a big dream. The days when the bullets and bullets were born and died have resurfaced in front of him, so that his eyes were slightly wet, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Until a voice awakened her from the nightmare.

Song Yuhang stood in the courtyard and beckoned to her, bathed in sunlight, behind her was a sunflower nursery.

The seven-seater SUV parked in front of the villa.

"Tired, okay? We're going to catch a plane."

Lin Nian remembered that after Song Yan and Lin Xi finished their college entrance examinations, taking advantage of their time during the summer vacation, the family planned to go to Australia to play.

Before she could speak, the two sisters and brothers also came downstairs carrying boxes.

Song Yan carried two boxes, swayed, and complained as he walked: "I am sinking to death, Mom, my sister put her game console and gloves into my box again, do you care about it?"

Lin Xi kicked him from behind: "You big man, what's the matter with you more?"

"Hey, hey, pay attention to your words, my birthday is on the lunar calendar and it hasn't passed on the solar calendar. I am not considered an adult."

Lin Xi wanted to fight, but saw Lin Fanzheng staring at them intently, and stopped what she was doing: "Mom?"

Song Yan also felt that something was wrong, and put down the suitcase in his hand: "Mom, what's wrong, I took your luggage down for you too."

Lin Fan got up and looked at them, tears welled up in his eyes, and smiled softly, "It's okay, let's go."

Song Yuhang came in from outside, handed over the suitcase, wrapped her shoulders with one hand, and drove the two dead children out.

"Hurry, hurry, you two are drowsy, you are going to board the plane."

"It was obviously Song Yan who cleaned up for a long time, and went back to apply his hairspray after leaving. It was so ugly."

"Ha, I'm ugly, why don't you say that you face the sky every day, no boys in the school like you, man!"

"I pooh, sissy!"

"Man!"

"Sissy!"

...

Lin Nian could not bear it, turned around and knocked a thump on the head of one person: "Be quiet for my old lady!"

Song Yan was very aggrieved with her head, and was about to get onto the front seat to ask Song Yuhang for justice.

Before he could speak, Song Yuhang, who was driving, waved his hands again and again: "You two are quarreling, don't catch me."

She didn't want the fire at the gate of the city to hit Chiyu.

In Song Yan's stunned dog, she freed one of her hands to gently pull the back of Lin Fan's hand and kiss her, smiling brighter than the sunflower outside the car window.

"My wife is right. They are too noisy. We will not take them with us when we travel to the world of two people next time."

Song Yan and Lin Xi both: Oh, let me get out of the car! ! !

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The vehicle carried the family on a new journey.

The setting sun fell in the mountains and shone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wicker chair Lin Fan had just sat on was still there, and the white window screens were blown up by the wind. The books on the coffee table were turning the pages until there was a paragraph on the title page. .

"It is the human mind that releases infinite light, and it is also the human mind that creates boundless darkness. Light and darkness are intertwined and fight together. This is the world for which we are nostalgic and helpless."

-"Les Miserables" Victor Hugo (French)

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More than a year after the article "The Chief Female Forensic Doctor" was finished, someone broke an experience on an anonymous forum.

Several suspense mystery fans guessed the burial site of the female corpse that the forensic doctor was able to escape from the shell to confuse criminals, and rushed to the cemetery with the guy on a dark and windy night for a month. On the one hand, it was curiosity, on the other hand, he wanted to dig out the ring that the police officer wore on the woman's corpse at the time, which was said to be invaluable.

A few people were eager to test their hands. Not long after, the complete coffin was dug out. When they opened the coffin excitedly, they were dumbfounded. The person who lifted the coffin board fell to the ground, trembling and speechless.

A few daring guys leaned forward to take a look, and they were suddenly lost in their souls. They didn't care about taking the guy, and ran away.

There were no bones in the coffin, no female corpses, and no rings. Only a **** head with gouged eyes was gloomily watching them.