Song Yuhang knew that she couldn't retreat to Shanglin, and the more you retreated, the more she could get better.

This question is actually a bit sharp, but Song Yuhang is very smart. She is different from Lin Fan's straight ball. She is used to throwing the question to others.

So frankly met her gaze, and the corners of her lips floated a little bit of teasing like Lin Wei.

"I don't know if Forensic Doctor Lin noticed that you seem to like to get close to me and ask me questions that are beyond the scope of colleagues' friendship."

Lin Nian's face changed.

Song Yuhang took a step forward and looked at her condescendingly: "However, since you have asked so, then I will answer you formally. I will not report you just because there is no evidence that can clearly point to you. The same loss is for me. One time is enough."

She gently put her hand on her shoulder and leaned down: "Forensic Doctor Lin is a wise man, don't play with fire."

Lin Nian turned her head slightly to look at her, her slender neck was exposed in her eyes again.

The corners of the lips of the two people were smiling, they looked extremely harmonious, but there was such an inexplicable murderous intention hidden behind them.

"Really, who was burned by this fire? Who knows until the last moment."

Song Yuhang's pupils shrank slightly, his hands were already pushed away, Lin Wei turned and left, his back disappeared in the evening light.

She walked up the stairs all the way, and found nothing. She found no people who followed her and found no useful clues. She couldn't help but wonder if it was just her own illusion, or was the person who followed her was Song Yuhang?

Song Yuhang said that she was special to her, so why not she was particularly curious about herself.

Lin Yan gave a slight click and opened the door of the rooftop.

The last time the criminal investigation team came, they had searched in detail. The door lock was intact, there were no traces of fighting, and there were no traces of the second person. All fingerprints and footprints belonged to the deceased, and the possibility of suicide was extremely high.

In the autopsy, although the body was incomplete, she still tried a way to measure the blood concentration of the drug, and the test results showed that there was no sign of taking the drug.

Is it possible that someone manipulated her to come here?

If so, how was it manipulated? Was it the person who made her pregnant instructed it?

While thinking, Lin Nang walked to the edge of the roof. The half-broken railing was swaying in the wind. She reached out and touched it, trying to pull the rusty iron railing back to take a closer look. The roof had not been rained before. The edges were covered with moss, slippery and slippery.

As soon as she stepped on it, she felt that something was wrong, and it was too late to close her foot. The only focus in her hand was the rusty iron railing, which made an overwhelming creak in her palm.

The sense of weightlessness hit, and the broken railing fell to pieces from the sixth floor, making a loud noise.

Lin Nian was undecided and was pulled back by someone's waist. Because of inertia, the two people stepped back and Lin Nian completely ran into her arms.

Song Yuhang was also a little panting: "Are you crazy? Standing so close and wanting to die?"

Lin Nian turned around, and the two of them were still standing in this posture. She seemed to have thought of something, and she was a little excited.

"Is it raining all the time in May?"

Seems to be awakened by a light spot.

Song Yuhang nodded: "You mean..."

"Yes, that's right, it's too slippery. I don't want to go that far forward. I have no choice but to... The weather is so slippery today if the weather is good. If it rains, it will only get worse..."

Lin Fan stretched his hand to the railing: "It's been in disrepair for a long time, let alone an adult, and even the weight of a child is estimated to be unbearable. She might not have committed suicide, but fell."

When she spoke, she faced the rooftop, Lin Wei was a little shorter than her, and Song Yuhang could see her slender back neck slightly by lowering her head, and the faint floral fragrance became rich.

She let go of her hand on her waist without a trace, stepped back a half step, and pulled her gaze back.

"But in this place, no matter whether it was the trace inspection or the physical evidence department, I searched back and forth for several times and did not find the trace of the second person. Only one suicide note was found, and the handwriting was identified as my own handwriting. The witnesses also confirmed her alone Appearing here late at night, if you stumble and fall, you should have a reason to come here."

Lin Wei paced back and forth, "Could it be someone who came to meet?"

Song Yuhang nodded and looked at Void: "I don't rule out this possibility, and I think this person may have a lot to do with the person who made her pregnant."

Lin Fei paused: "Did all the men familiar with He Miao compare their DNA?"

"Done, there is no match." When Song Yuhang said this, he frowned slightly: "No, there is one person who didn't do it."

"Who?"

"He Miao's little uncle."

Lin Wei suddenly felt nauseous: "Fuck, shouldn't it."

Song Yuhang turned around to look at her, and said flatly: "If there is anything that doesn't, the flesh and blood will be the same, let alone this kind of relationship."

Lin Wei tuts amazed: "Song team experienced or handled cases?"

Song Yuhang gave her a weird look: "Of course it's a case that has been handled. My parents and brothers are very good."

At least he wouldn't have a lustful father who is indifferent to his own flesh and blood like Lin Fan.

The development of personality is inseparable from family factors. Most of the indifferent, paranoid, aggressive, and cynical personalities like Lin Fan were raised by their parents.

Such people are also the easiest to embark on the road of crimes.

"You still have an older brother, why didn't I hear you mention it." Lin Fan was a little tired after running around for a whole afternoon, and leaned against the water tank on the roof.

"He's gone." Song Yuhang finished speaking lightly, suddenly wanted to smoke, but found that the cigarette had been given away.

She was thinking, throwing a cigarette case in the air, Song Yuhang stretched out his hand to catch it, watched her turn on the lighter, walked to her side, and leaned over: "Borrow a fire."

Lin Fan put away the lighter again, and looked at her with a good cigarette in his mouth. The flames were extinguished on her lips. Her eyes were full of provocations and bad intentions, and she raised her head slightly to signal her. Get it yourself if you want it.

She knows too well.

Both the expression and the look in the eyes are just right to seduce people.

One more point is greasy, one point less is not enough flavor.

Lin Nang may not be the most beautiful woman Song Yuhang has ever seen, but it must be the one who has brought her charm to the fullest.

Her hands, her eyes, her lips, her smile, and her neck all exude a signal all the time.

Come on.

Come approach me.

Come be captured by me.

Even……

Song Yuhang's eyes sank, he obviously received this signal, and the less obvious female Adam's apple was rolling up and down.

If Lin Wei is exuding his desires all the time, then Song Yuhang should be using body language all the time to express: Stay away from me and don't approach me.

The uniform shirt buttons were tied directly to the top two of the neckline, and the trapezius muscles faintly emerged with the movement of breathing and drooling.

It is a very touching but untouchable wild beauty.

Lin Nian spit out the smoke ring, eyes blurred. When the smoke hit her face, Song Yuhang moved. She stretched out her hand to grab the cigarette on her lips. Naturally, Lin Nian couldn't let her succeed. His face turned slightly. .

In the smoky smoke, she saw a successful smile on the corners of Song Yuhang's lips, and it was over.

She was too late to defend, and was caught flat-footed by a standard capture and pressed it against the wall.

Song Yuhang twisted her arm slightly, and the lighter in Lin Tien's palm fell.

"Song Yuhang, my day...his..."

"Didn't Medical Doctor Lin tell me to take it myself? What's the anger now?"

Seeing her in pain, Song Yuhang let go of her, picked up the fallen lighter and lit his cigarette, took a sip and looked at her.

"Or, you want me to take it in another way."

"I..." Lin got angry and was about to greet her 18th generation ancestor when the phone rang.

She took it out to see that it was a phone call from a technical detective.

"what's happenin?"

"He Miao's aunt is here, saying that she is going to take her bones into the soil for safety..." Fang Xin was also a little embarrassed and lowered his voice.

"This is not the case. Her aunt has to clamor to take He Miao to cremation, saying that she is dead and dead, so she can't help but let her go into the soil for safety."

"Team Zhang meant that since the cause of death has been clarified, the remains can be taken away by the family for disposal."

Lin Fan looked at her.

Song Yuhang took out his cell phone to call Zhang Jinhai, and hung up with a look of ugliness for a long while.

"Team Zhang said that the facts of He Miao's case are clear and the evidence is solid. Whether it was a suicide or a fall, the homicide was ruled out. The family members of the body can take it away and dispose of it by themselves. Feng Ju also agreed. As for the pregnancy, a separate case will be dealt with. "

Lin Tied to know, and then said to Fang Xin: "All the seized materials have been collected. She will bring the body if she wants to take it, and we will leave the biological seized materials."

As Fang Xin said, he sorted the bottles and cans in his hand, and closed the door of the shop window.

"Don't worry, Forensic Doctor Lin, they are all set, then I won't tell you, I will go to the funeral home to send the body."

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Jiangcheng Funeral Home.

According to the rules, there is a farewell ceremony before the cremation of the remains. Wang Xiuzhen stood outside the farewell room and covered her nose with an impatient expression: "You can see what you see, and what is beautiful. After the cremation is finished, I am still waiting for the compensation."

The staff looked helpless and put the body on the conveyor belt. Fang Xin and others stood in the farewell room through a glass and watched the fifteen-year-old girl complete the last journey of her life.

After coming out of the farewell room, a few funeral home staff in black suits walked across the corridor, helping the hearse. Two middle-aged men and women followed the hearse. The woman even lay on it, crying and crying. Supported by the staff.

Fang Xin often came to the funeral home to deliver the remains, and got acquainted with the staff here, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, the white-haired person is sending the black-haired person?"

The staff showed a trace of regret and sighed: "That's not true. I was only fourteen years old. Because I failed the final exam and committed suicide by drinking sleeping pills, I didn't come to rescue."

"This is too miserable, how much pressure the parents usually put on to make it like this." Duan Cheng also came over and whispered.

Saying that the ashes inside had cooled down, Fang Xinbai glanced at him: "Chew the roots of your tongue less and pick up the ashes."

Duan Cheng wrinkled his face and turned into a bitter gourd: "Isn't this supposed to go to the family?"

Fang Xin glanced towards the past, Wang Xiuzhen was sitting on a bench in the corridor, picking her feet and licking sunflower seeds. There is no such idle time.

"...It's okay, let's go for the little one."

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Lin Yan squatted on the ground after smoking a cigarette, and got up: "Since it's a separate case, I'll go to the provincial city."

Song Yuhang glanced at her indifferently, the red dots on his fingertips were clearly gone: "It's not that the deceased has nothing to do with you, why bother to do your best."

"How can I put it, she is alive and we may not have any intersection. Since she was dead, I have done the dissection, I have the obligation to finish what has not been said for her."

Song Yuhang smiled and put the cigarette out on the railing: "It's not like what forensic doctor Lin can say."

The sun was about to set, and the first ray of darkness fell, and Song Yuhang's expression became a little unpredictable.

"Compared to those I am more willing to believe that Forensic Doctor Lin saw the past self from He Miao, or that her experience also touched your sadness. You desperately want to know the truth, but you want to ask for one for your past self. It's fair."

She was a temptation, but Lin Wei laughed at herself: "It's not wrong for you to interpret this way, but I am not seeking justice for my past self, I am seeking justice for all those who try their best to live a serious life."

Song Yuhang was silent for a long time: "You are right."

A fifteen-year-old young girl in the season, her mother died early, and her father was missing. She suffered hardships and pains with her aunt, but poverty did not break her spine. She still wanted to study and tried her best to earn tuition. In her free time Yu also draws on textbooks, what a strong and poetic girl.

She should not die in vain.

"Team Song, why do you want to solve this case so much?"

She remembered the gossip circulating in the technical investigation that Song Yuhang was more senior than Zhang Jinhai. Originally, she should have taken over after the previous captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment retired, but Zhang Jinhai was parachuted from above. Song Yuhang was the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment. The position has been occupied for almost ten years.

Hasn't she complained in ten years?

Is there no depression?

Isn't it frustrated?

However, Lin Nian looked at her, and she only said, "Solving the case and retrieving justice for the dead is the whole meaning of my existence."

Although they have disagreements and often quarrel, they have reached a surprising agreement on this matter.

Lin Nian curled his lips slightly in the darkness.

Song Yuhang took the lead down the stairs: "Let's go, go to the provincial capital."

She waited for a while but didn't see her following, and stopped to look at her: "What's the matter?"

Lin Yan looked back at the buildings under the roof, the lights in Xicheng District were lit up for the first time. The scene was beautiful, but she frowned slightly.

"Do you think anyone is watching us?"

Song Yuhang turned around and walked to the railing. She hadn't told anyone about the man in black.

"When did you start to feel it?"

"Just today, when I walked in here."

Song Yuhang took out the binoculars from his bag and searched around. The view here is excellent. You can see the boy doing homework in the house opposite, the woman washing clothes, the quarreling couple and all kinds of life.

But there is nothing worthy of special attention.

She also frowned slightly: "Let's go, go to the provincial capital first. Be careful these days."

Lin Fan shrugged indifferently: "Forget it, after all, I have many enemies. Maybe someone wants to retaliate. An old lady will fight one, and I will have a pair of two."

Helpless, Song Yuhang closed the binoculars and walked down with her: "You are really optimistic."

"Otherwise, isn't the old lady's Ba Rou trained for nothing? Not talking about the whole country, at least Jiangcheng is invincible all over the world."

"Oh, in that case, what are you doing with a mechanical stick."

The so-called one inch long and one inch strong, the use of mechanical sticks is nothing more than to make up for the lack of strength.

Lin Wei suddenly gritted his teeth: "Will you die if you don't speak?!"

Song Yuhang walked in front of her with his hands in his pockets: "Only dead people can't speak."

"I'm pooh!" Lin Fan raised his heel, cursing.

"Why do you grow up so big, no wonder you have no friends and no objects..."

...

After they left, a light was turned on in a residential building opposite, and the owner put the astronomical telescope away from behind the curtain.

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"Damn, who the **** punctured my tire!!!" Lin Nian touched the flat tire and screamed up to the sky.

The nearby residents poked their heads upstairs, and Song Yuhang said, "It's only about handling the case that you drive such a good car to get out of it. Isn't it a jealous thing?"

Lin Fan's face was expressionless: "...This is already my worst car."

"……forget it."

Song Yuhang turned to leave. She had already started calling the towing company: "What?! You can come in two hours?! There is no Mercedes-Benz tires that can be changed yet? What kind of maintenance company do you open? Why not repair electric vehicles? Car, I spend so much money on how you serve star-rated customers like this?"

Seeing the eldest lady's raging tone and the form of a personal attack, Song Yuhang paused, turned around, and hesitated: "Or...sit on me first."

It was about two hundred kilometers from Jiangcheng City to the provincial capital. After getting off the highway, it was Panshan Road. The car drove round and round, and Lin was so sleepy that he yawned.

"How long will it be?"

Song Yuhang looked at his watch: "It's more than two hours."

Lin Nian closed his eyes peacefully, "Okay, call me when it's time."

When he drove out of the last service area, he was completely submerged in the depths of the mountain. The temperature dropped at night, and it was a little cold with his arms exposed outside. Song Yuhang shook the car window and turned his head to see that Lin Wei was asleep.

She shook her head slightly, a little helpless, and turned on the air conditioner again.

The mobile phone placed in the front rang suddenly, and Song Yuhang saw that it was Xiao Wei, and immediately slowed down, pulled over in the emergency lane, and picked it up.

Lin Fan was awakened and frowned slightly, his voice still a little lazy: "Um...who?"

Before Ji Jingxing spoke, he heard a soft female voice, seemingly asking Song Yuhang, are they together at this late hour?

She was holding Xiao Wei's hot body, and she didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Song Yuhang got off the car with his mobile phone: "What's the matter, sister?"

Hearing the familiar voice, she finally settled: "Xiao Wei...Xiao Wei has a fever... My car has been sent for inspection, and now I can't get a taxi..."

The subtle self-esteem made her unable to say "Can you come here now?" This sentence, thinking of the female voice just now, Ji Jingxing changed her mouth.

"Are you outside?"

Song Yuhang responded, hearing her voice very anxiously, and somewhat worried in the middle of the night.

"How much did it burn?"

"39°, I kept giving her a towel on ice, but she didn't get better after taking the antipyretics..." Ji Jingxing said, distraught.

Lin Feiyi got out of the car and sneered twice: "If you have a fever, just call an ambulance. What's the use of calling you?"

Ji Jingxing had obviously heard this sentence too, and he was even more anxious and angry, almost crying.

"Yu Hang, I..."

Song Yuhang glared at her coldly, covered the receiver, lowered his voice and said, "It's okay, don't worry, wait for me to go back. I have about an hour to arrive. It's almost time to tell you, you remember to wear your clothes and take them. Medical insurance card, dress Xiaowei thicker, wait for me downstairs, we go to the hospital."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Nian stood leaning on the car door, his tone was not salty and indifferent: "Yeah, isn't he a good policeman who serves the people? Isn't it necessary for beauty to not be a country?"

Song Yuhang also gave her an angry look: "It is basic politeness not to interrupt when others call."

Lin Nian was smiling, but his eyes gradually became cold: "You think clearly, you have to turn back and waste time. Not to mention, the suspect may also run away after hearing the wind."

Song Yuhang pulled the car door and sat in: "I can ask the brothers in the provincial capital to bring people back first."

Lin Fan sneered: "Shooting the grass to startle the snake."

"If you don't go, I'll go." Song Yuhang raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes cold.

Threat?

Song Yuhang actually threatened her? !

An unnamed fire rushed into my heart instantly, just for the white lotus who had a fever in the middle of the night to call people back? ? ?

Lin angrily slammed the door of the car and took a step back: "Go, I can't leave you, am I?"

She took out her mobile phone and called for a car.

Song Yuhang saw that she was unreasonable and a little angry, inserting the key into the keyhole and preparing to go into gear, only to find that the car was still motionless even after stepping on the accelerator.

Lin Wei turned around looking for mobile phone signals. When she turned around, she was still staying on the spot. The car's engine made a roaring sound, but she didn't move, and almost laughed out loud.

"Hahaha God's will, it seems that God didn't let the Song team go to the heroes to save the United States."

Song Yuhang unscrewed the car key and re-ignited the car. The car still didn't move. Her anger was ignited by her strange tone, and the corners of her lips were gradually tightened.

"Are you endless?"

Lin Fan lay on the car window: "It's not over, of course it's not over. It seems that Team Song is destined to spend a good night with me."

Song Yuhang ignored her, got out of the car and opened the hood to play tricks. Lin Yan leaned on the station, his clothes were not well draped, showing half of his white and delicate shoulders, watching her busy.

"Hey, I said, what's so good about that white lotus flower? It's worth running back and forth in the middle of the night. A woman is hypocritical, not just a fever. Whoever has never had a fever, just go to the hospital on her own. Call an ambulance if it doesn't help."

As soon as Lin Fan's voice fell, only a loud bang was heard, and Song Yuhang closed the hood and strode over.

Under the moonlight, her face was not so pretty, and the corners of her tight lips revealed a trace of anger.

There was no one around, Lin Nian swallowed, and took a half step back: "What...what are you doing?"

Song Yuhang squeezed his fists: "You can insult me, don't insult her."

Except for that rainy night, she rarely showed such a serious expression, and she was still a little angry, just because of that hypocritical woman?

Lin Fan thought so, only to feel that an indescribable grievance rushed to his chest, and gradually tightened the corners of his lips.

"Okay, the words on the stage that day were just like I said for nothing, and the Song team never said anything about solving the case, meaning, etc., we still didn't agree with each other."

Song Yuhang was startled: "I didn't mean that. It is of course important to solve the case, but Xiao Wei is also..."

"Come on, stop." Lin Nian heard impatiently: "Phone, give me the address."

Seeing her motionless, she added another sentence: "Mine has no signal."

Song Yuhang probably understood what she wanted to do. After reporting the address, he handed her the phone, and Lin Fan walked to the open area to make a call.

"Hey, yes, take someone to the hospital, the address is..."

After confession, Lin Fan threw the phone back to her, instead of sitting in the co-pilot, he plunged into the back seat and lay down undressed.

Song walked over and knocked on the car window lightly: "Um, thanks..."

Lin Fan picked up his clothes and threw them over: "Go away, don't disturb my old lady sleeping!"