My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

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Lin was pushed out by the household, followed by a large group of essays.

Two and a half big children are in the garden, and the babysites are chasing behind.

"Lin Wei, keep up with it, let's go there."

"Miss, Miss, don't run, the goldfish in the pool can't catch it, that is the lord spending a big price to buy back ..."

Seeing the nanny, you have to catch up, the little girl raises her water from the pond, holding the goldfish who is living in his arms, I didn't expect to step on the moss, and fell a dog.

The goldfish is awkward on the ground.

The girl fell on the side of the wheelchair and was handed over.

Lin is cold, and the son sounds: "Belt, the confessed, when I know it, I will come out again."

"Let me go, let me go ... Break!"

......

Forest happily, the pictures have disappeared.

Song Yuhang was launched in: "Where is the swing?"

Lin Tiande: "In the back garden."

There is a man in the back of the Lin's mansion, which is full of osmanthus trees, camphor, birch and ginkgo, all have their own scenes in the four seasons, and the wind blows out of the sound of the leaves sand.

Because unmanned, the leaves falling in autumn and winter form a layer of rotted and soft soil at the foot.

Two people walk deeply and foot.

The swing is under the birch tree, falling with dust, slightly homogeneous in the air.

Lin ambassaded touched the traids on the birch tree: "Here, there is no swing ..."

"That ..." Song Yuhang was so checked.

Lin ambus laugh: "When I was young, I was playing here, and I wanted to take a hemp rope on the tree to tied a swing on the tree, and there was no protection measures. The result fell four feet."

"The next day, this swing is set up."

Song Yuhang took the dust on the seat: "Do you want to sit?"

The eyes of the gallies dropped from the swing to the thick fallen leaf, soft: "No, dig it."

Song Yuzhang found the shovel, hatefully found a rooted branch with a piece of planing, was opened.

"No, you are waiting next to it, it will be fine."

After ten minutes, the Song Yuhang's head seeps out the sweat beads of the bean, and the shovel did not move.

She threw away the shovel and put the soil of hand.

"found it."

Two people pulled out a rusty iron box.

Song Yuhang put the soil of the above to her: "That's this."

Lin weeded out and he turned back, half-in, she took the iron box under her encouragement, and took advantage of it.

Fall out from the inside, and a photo already yellow.

The photo of Shanglin is still in the shoulders of the two good brothers, and Su Yue stands on the reef, and the collar of Lin and Yuan, make his expression distorted and funny, but everyone They are laughing.

The kind of unscrupulous smile made the forest a fever, she turned over and looked at it.

Write a line above: Sorry, I am a photo of my mother's only photo of Dad.

Don't blame your mother to give you the name, she doesn't love you, will not give you it, and will not leave you for me.

When you see these, you will not be there, the gold bars give you from time to time, but I hope you have not used it.

Finally, got hairy ... Dad loves you.

The deposit is the word in the forest.

Lin is staring at the eyes, and the bottom is quickly built.

Song Yuhang pulled out several wooden sticks from the bottom of the box, and even the striking note has been broken.

"this is……"

I only take a look, I will recognize what this is.

"Lin Wei, do you like it?"

"Yes, we are gotting, the lantern, is the best lanterns in the world."

"Play things, take it, I don't want to go out from today."

......

That should throw the lanterns in the trash can appear here.

The paper coated with red pigments has begun to fade, the skeleton of the lantern is also broken, and there is no difference with the garbage. He is with his gold bars, and his baby is put together, solemnly buried here, use this The way told her answer to her long.

Lin is angry with this box, kneel on the ground, the shoulders are slightly shaking.

Song Yuhang took people into his arms and patted her back.

"What else is there?"

I turned her head.

Song Yuhang took her face and took her tears for her.

"That's going, Mom is still waiting for us to go home."

***

One month later.

The days of the Song Yuhang back to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, got a big morning.

She has a cup of coffee to stare at the clothes and stare at the clothes, and Song Yuhang has passed from her, putting the food in the hand on the table.

"What happens, breakfast is done, eat it, do you want to go back to technology?"

Lin wear: "What kind of clothes I want to wear."

Song Yuhang laughed, took away her coffee cup, knead her face: "Everything is good, of course, don't wear more ..."

Lin is bends in a red, and the lips bending up, and the people open: "It is necessary to be the people of the director."

Song Yuhang was also annoyed, and she opened the chair for her. "What is the director, I only have one in front of you, that is, you love people."

I am a three-way, a piece of sandwich bites: "Oh, the craft is good, and it is not a policeman. You can go as a cook."

Song Yuhang also made a bowl of milk oatmeal again, and the lips always included a smile.

"Sommelon, eat more, eat more."

After eating, she went to wash the dishes, the hate is in the clothes room: "Song Yuhang, I am fat !!!"

It is not difficult to hear her grief from the sound.

Song Yuhang returned to shout: "Fat is good, healthy, feel better ..."

She didn't finish it, she fierce.

Lin wearing her frontal police uniform, clear blue-style shirt, taking a tie, tied to the wind discipline, the outer sleeve, the clothes were ironed straight, the waist line slightly, and more than the long legs Waist, British is cool.

This clothes color style is too old, and it will only make people feel an old board abstine.

It can be worn on the bones, and Song Yuhang wants to tear it.

I was still moving, and I took the excess line: "I wore it last year. How can I feel so small this year, which is uncomfortable."

Song Yuhang smashed the water in his hand, walked over and got people, go to her lips: "Oh, let me check the inspection, it is new."

I was hated to sit on the table, and I picked up her head: "Tast ten o'clock, we have to go to the cemetery."

Song Yuhang is still unfained licking lips, deducting the clothes that pulls the clothes: "Well, come back."

***

Jiangcheng Xiuba Key Park.

Lin is buried here again.

I didn't expect someone when I was walking with a bunch of white chrysanthemums.

Feng Jianguo screwed a bottle of wine, sprinkled out, and the remaining full of tombstones.

Man: "What are you doing?"

He heard the footsteps and didn't look back.

"Come on."

Lin wearing a smile, putting the white chrysanthemum in his hand before the tombstone is ready to leave.

Feng Jianguo stood: "You still can't forgive him? He may not be a good father, but it is definitely a competent lineman, unknown hero."

After the night, two steps stood straight, watching the black and white photos on his tombstone, faint.

"I can forgive him, can my mother forgive him? The 18-year-old Lin is arguing him? Can you forgive him? Can Zhu Tian in the death of the prison forgive him? Hidden surname buried more than half Can Guo Xiaoguang, who live in their lives? Can you forgive him? "

"If he can provide Lin Yi, it will not die, maybe those innocent people will die."

"What rights do I forgive him?"

"When the criminal is established, the body is in front of me, which means a fresh life will always press the pause button, whether he is still Lin Wei, or anyone."

"I will never forgive."

After the Song Yuhang came to her, she shook her shoulder.

Lin weeded back and smiled, and then transferred his eyes to the tomb, and took a medal from his chest.

"But as a forensic and people's police, I sincerely thank him for all efforts to deepen drug trafficking gangs. Whether it is in the past or now, there are thousands of families, so they are so hard, this is the medal, there should be his half."

Lin is slightly leaned, putting his skills before the supplies.

The candle is swaying, the sun is thousands of miles, and the three people before the tombstone raise the right hand to the sun.

***

Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Song Yuhang should take the news of the deputy director of the River City Public Security Bureau. This is the true meaning of true meaning. She has not yet arrived. Several city has already wiped her to celebrate. .

When I got off the car, I just pushed the door to the office, and the freshman balloons of a water, several people also hang up the belt with welcome.

On the left: the sea is wide with fish, the sky is high, the bird is flying, congratulations to the Song small people to have a sign, and then show the grand map!

On the right: Today is better than yesterday, one day is more than one day, the Song team turned over the serf to sing, happy!

I am so crazy: "This is a mess!"

Song Yuhang glanced at her, and her face was a white: " , 3 minutes, pack it, all personnel meeting room meet, late, to deduct the monthly salary performance!"

A man is waiting for a small eye, and there is a throw, and the bird is scattered.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

"No, this is not enough!" Duan City anxiously a brainwat: "Fang Xin, Fang Xin, help me! Xin! Xin!"

In his mourning, Fang Xin has already placed the bottom of the foot, and the cup of tea is going to the meeting room.

"What about the soul?! You can get!"

Duancheng is suffering from the heart: "You also have a copy when you make an idea ..."

Lin wearenly picks up the pen and folder from his own position, walk her, and smiles, take the file on her chest.

"Hey, the Song Director is a big draft."

Song Yuhang smiled slightly, with her to the meeting room, deliberately, bite her ear: "This is a small rabbit scorpion and I am blended. I don't give it to Ma Wei. How to take it ... Give me a face. "

Having said that, forenesen, the idea of ​​the conference, the idea of ​​the idea, or a little fried, but also she dare to call the Song Yuhang, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, a Director's legal doctor, sputum. Splash.

It seems that it is back to two years ago.

At the end, the crowds shivering: Who am I? where am I? what's happening? Is me in the meeting or eating dog food?

In the afternoon, the office of Song Yuhang also packed it. The small police officer is going to take a piece of plaque. The new is a young leader. I should not like these oldest things.

What didn't think of it is that Song Yuhang stood behind him and looked at the words on the plaque:

Iron shoulder, Zhixin, Danxin built police soul.

This is the word Zhao Junfeng to Feng Jianguo. He has never hangned in the office until it is not taken to the provincial office report.

The small police officer took the plaque and was about to hold out, and one hand firmly stood up.

Song Yuhang: "Let's stay, hang there."