My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

"Song team, that is, the family of the deceased." Song Yuhang hurried back, and stepped into the office, Fang Xin took the file to cover his nose and laid it over her ear.

I saw a five-year-old middle-aged woman sitting in the chair and pulling the shoes and turned the mud, but also torn out of the foot on the foot. One hand was put on the table. I took a big melon. In hand, there is a cup of tea, and shake your head and watch TV on the wall.

Song Yuhang walked over and sat opposite her, and the woman just wanted to get angry. She blocked TV. I saw the two bales on her shoulder. I know this is a big official, and I smiled and smiled.

"Hey, women leadership, is there any instructions?"

"The surname Song, calling me Song police officer." When she walked near her side of the feet, no wonder others did not want to come over.

Song Yuhang did not change color, took out photos from the archive bag: "See if this is your daughter?"

The miserable situation of the corpse of the case is certainly impossible to give her, and the criminal police photographed the clothes fragments and shoes wearing the girl.

"." The woman spit the melon housing, and the hand took the photo from her hand.

"Yes, yes, but she is not my daughter, I am a little."

Her finger poked the photo, there is no sadness on the face: "This dress is still giving her left, shoes are also I am from garbage ..."

Under the eyes of the opposite criminal police, women took their mouths: "Hey, what are you talking to you?"

"Is there any other loved ones at home?" I asked in the side of the criminal investigation.

The woman shakes his head and grabs the melon: "Nothing, my sister came out to work out to work, I got a big belly, I lost her, she didn't have to get a baby. Children are dead. "

"The child's father has never been connected for so many years?"

"No, I don't know where to die, I am looking at my sister, watching her poor, she is still following me when she is eating milk."

When it comes to this, the woman's face is revealed: "I also expected that she couldn't go out to work in junior high school, how to suddenly ..."

The woman sighed, put the melon seeds back into the plate: "Police officials, I heard that people are crushing, lose money? How much is it?"

"..."

Song Yuhang did not change color, and the brows did not wrinkle: "This is not clear, and it is necessary to see how the court is sentenced."

At this moment, Fang Xin knocked in the door and came in, leaned over in her ear: "DNA is coming out."

Song Yuhang nodded himself, turned back: "Is your prostitute nearelicothe?"

Woman is squatting: "Nothing, she doesn't love to talk, there is nothing to say to us, but I went to their school to have a few parents will, the teacher said that her grades are very good, there is no reason to commit suicide. "

The eyes of Song Yuhang slipped to her neck, hidden in the collar: "Can you take us to see it?"

The woman's face is like a bit impatient, but the euphemism of Song Yuhang said, but the tone is not allowed.

"Yes, line, it's really trouble, I am dead, I can't pay it to our money. Do you get this big circle bend around."

Song Yuhang was too lazy to explain with her, and several criminal investigators took away with her and whispered behind him.

"That, I have to commit suicide."

Suicide?

Song Yuhang's thoughts fell back on the day of the day, she always think that the black man and the legacy note are not coincidental.

***

The woman's home is still in the nearby village in Xicheng District. It belongs to the suburbs of the suburbs. The cement road only hits the village. I just went down the rain in the first two days, the road was muddy, the wheel was trapped in the anchor, and the poily went to mine go inside.

It is very poor, the house is low, the house is low, the wire floats with the taste of chicken and cow dung. From time to time, the roadside ran two hungry stray stranders, heard a few chickens, and smeared dozens of meters, there was a flashing street light in a breath, and he was still sleeping.

In the dark lights, a black lacquered lacquered table couldn't see the original color table. Several old Hanli snorted together, smoking the smoking bag of smoking bag, the smoke of the cigarette smoke, a few half of the boy squatted on the ground Mud, one of them picked up a cigarette butts from the ground, and coughs.

The old people laughed.

Song Yuhang's eyes went to the past, several leisurely saw someone came, put the idle change in the table, took the pocket, and the woman who opened his mouth and laughed.

"Hey, Xiu Zhen, this is a good thing in the stall, what is the police follow you?"

Wang Xiuzhen got a good air from the nose: "The dog's mouth does not vomit ivory, I can make a matter, it is not my mildew, hey, but die, it is easy to die, always Live and live. "

Duancheng is just to be pulled back by Fang Xin. "She ... can she speak this? Is this still a person?"

Fang Xin himned him: "We are to handle the case, and there are fewer things."

I walked through the muddy trail of the village, and the left turn around a ridge, not far away is Wang Xiuzhen's home.

The house is light, and a dirty potted dog is bolted in front of the door. When someone came over, it was raging.

Song Yuzhang glanced at the light: "Is anyone?"

Wang Xiuzhen ran in the past, holding the dog, pushed the iron gate: "Yes, there is, you have learned at home."

Song Yuhang followed her with her threshold: "What about your husband?"

"Woodworking in the provincial city, uncommon back, home is usually only me, prostitute and son at home."

The woman turned back and shouted his son's name, let him open the lamp in the house.

His son wearing a sweatshirt, drilling out from the dry toilet: "Mom, what?"

"You have a turtle and grandchildren, come out to the toilet and don't care about the house! The old lady is screwing your ears." That is going to screw his ears, the boy is hiding, .

"This is a foreign man, don't you ask someone to see a joke?"

When a woman, he smiled sorry to smile in Song Yuhang. "A few police officers sitting inside."

"No, where is the room of Ho Ming?"

Ho Miao is the dead who is rushing by the vehicle in the case of jumping in this case.

When the woman's face suddenly flashed, it was unnatural, and the scalp in the eyes of Song Yuhang took them into the house.

The hall is not big, there is a large bedroom in the left and right, is the living in the husband and wife, the right is the son's room, the house is going to the bottom, the woman pushed a wooden door, the dust fell down.

Fang Xin went to his mouth and coughed, felt the flying ash, this is to see this is less than 8 square meters of globes, stacking Chen Zhimaica, and I don't know how long it is. Vegetables, send a germ.

The house was placed in the middle of the house, and there were some kind of ash than the bedding, and it was full of things.

A small short stay in front of the bed, the hostess is not written, and some books are scattered on the ground.

Song Yuhang was pulled out from his pocket: "Don't live."

Technical investigation has been busy, Fang Xin passed a few hair on the pillow into the certificate bag, raised his hand to move the pillow, a black worm quickly climbed out and did not get into the darkness of the bed .

If the Song Yuhang is still in this town, Fang Xinci can scare his face by the huge cockroaches.

Duancheng also disgused: "This ... how to live this place."

The woman stands at the door to see them busy. She still caught a melon before she came out from the city bureau. She chewed.

"Hey, this can not live, I still stay in the cowshed, and then said, Miao Miao is going to college entrance examination, can't live with more points."

"Reclusion", these words let Song Yuhang stayed, she stopped the action: "The trouble calls you that my son is coming, we have something to ask him."

"The line of behavior, then you are so happy, my son also learns."

Duancheng smashed Zheng Cheng Rui: "Hey, this is a day on the niece and the son is a day. The prostitute learning is good for the junior high school, and I don't want to go to school. My son, I see what the feet is not a learning."

Zheng Chengrui pushed the glasses, he only heard the four words of the fat head, watching, Duancheng quickly retired one step.

"Brother, my brother is infrared, I am not saying you."

"Where are you at that night?" Song Yuhang was responsible for inquiry, and the case next to himself made a transcript.

"In ... I'm studying at home." He looked at his own mother.

"Who can prove?"

When a woman suddenly looked at this: "Hey, I said that the police officer, what is the meaning, Miao Miao is not jumping from the upstairs? Really, what is your son, really."

In Song Yuhang, she looked at her, and her eyes were as torch: "routinely."

"I ... my mother is." The boy is somewhat, and it is much more clean than his mother.

"She has finished his card after seven o'clock in the evening, I have never been going out, I am studying at home, she also gave a nightingale at night."

When other people still want to ask further, Song Yuhang stopped the head: "Fang Xin, extract his DNA sample."

Fang Xinqi came, took out the test strips for collecting saliva from the exploration box to include him, the boy didn't hesitate, and then finished her.

Fang Xin came over to make a tag and put the certificate bag.

Song Yuhang was still bowed into the room, picked up a homework from the ground, and the grass turned a few pages. I saw the math questions of dense Ma Ma and mixed a few simple cartoon patterns and painted a whale. , Like the essays of the girl's class.

She handed the homework to Fang Xin: "Take it back to do a handwriting."

Several people read the room, and they went out along the country path along the country.

Fang Xin still has some doubts, because the incomplete embryonic tissue DNA comparison has come out, and the matching sequence is not found in the genotype.

This means that everyone around the girl may violate her, causing her to commit suicide.

She thought about this, and Song Yuhang smiled slightly: "There is no time to commit crimes, is it easy to print?"

Looking along the direction of her fingers, only the clear ruts were left on the country road through the passenger car.

She is also a trace appraisal expert: "This is ..."

"Yes, the traces of the bus, such a rotten road we can't open because the chassis will not come in, but the bus can. When I passed the village, I noticed that there was a shabby bus station on there. The last bus of the city is 6 o'clock in the evening. There is no transportation in the Wang family. We have to drive from the Municipal Bureau for more than two hours. They can't just take a good leg. Although it is possible to ask others to borrow, but this possibility Not big, it is bound to cause others to doubt, we will definitely ask if we will ask. "

Fang Xin suddenly realized, and since the ginger is still a spicy.

Song Yuhang looked at the table, now ten o'clock in the evening, she turned around: "Okay, now the two people are spread to visit the surrounding people, see if there is any new clue. "

***

"Hello, Jiang City Public Security Bureau, have you seen this person?"

"Is there any abnormal performance recently?"

"Don't she say that I don't want to live?"

"How is she usually, there is no thoughts?"

......

Ten people were divided into arrands, and they homed to do dozens of farmers. They have been deeper to be deeper, and the tip of the month will return to the village.

Song Yuhang is the last come back, and the dew is wetched, the uniform jacket also took off in his hand, showing the muscles of the arm.

Not going back to the city tonight, there is a buzz in the police car.

She opened the skylight, lying on the seat, looking up at the thousands of star rivers, in front of the wide universe, the individual's loneliness will always be amplified unchanged.

She looked at the illusion of a blend of heaven and earth, and the neurus in the gentle evening blows, the neurope of the next day, there is a slap in the universe, so slowly in the gentleness of the universe. eye.

Until the sky is bright.

***

Lin wear the bed, returned the quilt to the primary, three times, divided into the nickname, and smashed the fluffy curly hair and tied a horsetail after the brain, picked up his bag. Stepping on the flat shoes quietly smashing the wall root going out.

There is no one in the morning division, and the nurse is squatting, and the forest is wearing the ink mirror mask all the way without blocked through the corridor.

I worship you, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital to enjoy the dinthal meal every day.

Although the chicken soup is good, drink too much, I want to vomit, and I have to support the disease several times, let alone the case is still not finished, she is rest assured.

When I turned a bend, I went to the birthday, and I walked a man with a tall and hurried. She only took back to her back, and a brain hit.

After the Tad, a few steps, the image bag in the man was scattered, and it is very stable to know that the people of the martial arts will be stable. She is hit by a sudden defense, and she is a bit amazed.

"Hey, you don't grow your eyes!"

Miss Lin Miss has consistently a wicked person.

The man squatted down the scattered imaging report, wearing a mask and couldn't see the face, there were a few white hair on the top, it looked that the age was not small.

"Hey, what is your person?" Dumb? "

Lin is endless, the man looked up at her, and the eyes were full because of the bloodspers that spilled.

patient?

When the lace cerebelings flashed such a thought, the man had already put the scattered paper, and went to the internal medicine.

Hey, unfortunately, it's a master.

Lin is tired, there is a roaring of the nurse sister behind: "What are you doing ?! Disease is not good ?!"

Not good, chasing the soldiers.

The big lady flashed into the elevator and pressed the door button. At the end, I also licked a kiss in the face of the small nurse in the clip.

The car of the housekeeper is already waiting downstairs, and Lin wears the door to sit in: "Go back to the villa."

The clothes on the body are all over the day. The hair is also a sterilized water flavor. Lin is unbearable or decided to go back to batches and change clothes.

I thought about it or edited a text message to Lin Wei, I was so excused.

She took a shower and wiped her hair and went to the study and took a yellow photo from the drawer.

It is Junan.

The photo is Li Shiping to her, fourteen years ago, Li Shiping, just entered the school, or a small chemistry teacher who did not see the passed.

But this is not the focus, the focus is that she is the last person I have seen before Junior South.

After the college entrance examination, I went back to school, she didn't go, and she didn't go, and Begin, I came back.

Li Shiping said so -

"At that time, the teacher was not enough, I went to the General Office to help, she came very late, I took the photo, I remember very clearly because I have passed the point of get off work, she will not come again. have to go home."

"She is in a hurry seems to have any urgents, and the photo does not know from the file bag. When I chase out, I just got this."

Lin Tiande is detained, the photo on the photo is bright, smiles, after a while, she is hit by this photo. The most soft corner.

That moment's sour makes her gradually bite the teeth.

Lin wear, so half of the day, let the tight muscles are relaxing.

She took photos into the album to lock into the drawer, then sat down and pulled two convenience stickers.

In fact, it is necessary to regret, still, not only because she and Li Shiping are in the same disease, but because they have not come to say "thank you".

The early morning breeze rises, the sun is sprinkled through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lin is getting up from the hanger to remove the uniform jacket, the button is put, and finally pick up the wider hat and wear it, and the mirror is getting a crown, and walks away.