"Chunan..." The girl stood in the rain holding an umbrella, she looked at her from a distance of three or five steps, her face was blurred by the rain and mist.
Lin Yan's heart tightened, fearing that it was another dream of his own, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, cautiously with some uncertainty.
"Lin Yan, why are you standing there, come and go to my house for dinner." The surrounding crowd began to surge, and she was pushed forward.
The girl grabbed her wrist and pulled her under her umbrella. With one hand, she closed the strap of her schoolbag that had slipped down, with a slightly reproachful tone.
"How many times have I said, remember to take an umbrella when it rains, why can't you always get rid of the habit of getting in the rain, you must know that the midterm exam is coming soon, what should you do if you catch a cold..."
The girls babbled on and on and on and on.
She should be bored, but her eyes became inexplicably hot, and she followed that white and slender hand to grab her wrist.
The girl was slightly taller than her, she exerted a little force, and looked up with a little expectation: "Chunan... you... are you back?"
The girl in the white school uniform lowered her eyes, her face remained the same as before, with a faint smile on her lips.
The eyes that were supposed to be full of stars filled the sky, but there were two deep black holes, and blood was gurgling.
Against that overly pale face, the more eerie smile, the cold and slippery skin touched by her fingertips, very much like the corpses she had dissected countless times.
A chill instantly rose from the soles of the feet.
Lin Yan cried out in shock: "Chunan!"
Panting, she turned over from the bed, narrowed her eyes slightly, put her hand on her forehead, and sighed in her heart: I had a nightmare again.
The flip clock on the bedside table glowed faintly in the dark, and the hour hand had just passed four o'clock in the morning.
Lin Yan stretched out his arms, groped for the glass from the table, and opened the drawer, and the things spilled on the floor because of too much force.
She picked up a white medicine bottle, poured two pills into the palm of her hand, and drank the warm water that had cooled down overnight in the air-conditioned room.
He drank urgently and quickly, as if to calm some restless restlessness.
Drops of water rolled down the owner's slender neck and wet the tight camisole.
She reached out to wipe the corners of her lips, but someone had already stuffed a handkerchief into her palm: "Take this to wipe."
This voice is so familiar.
Lin Yan had goosebumps.
She looked at her half nervously and half cautiously, as if afraid of alarming something: "Chunan..."
The moment the eyes met, Lin Yan's heart rose to his throat, but seeing the other party smiling gently as usual, even seeing her not moving, he took the handkerchief again and carefully wiped off the remaining water stains on the corners of her lips.
"Are you having nightmares again?"
"No..." She subconsciously wanted to refute, but stretched out her hand like a ghost, as if wanting to prove something.
The girl passed her hand in a very considerate manner, and Lin Yan hooked her little finger, which felt warm and soft, with the warmth and vitality of a living person.
Lin Yan grasped her hand tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw. Her eyes were beautiful, her brows hung high, her phoenix tail was long and narrow, and her nose was straight. She had a flirtatious feeling at first glance, let alone Xuan Ran now. Want to cry.
The girl patted the back of her hand to comfort her: "Okay, I'm back."
As always, the tone is gentle and pampering.
A sudden sore nose made her unable to bear it any longer, Lin Yan hugged him into his arms desperately: "It's great, Chunan, it's great, you're back...Chunan, I miss you so much... these years... Where have you been?"
"I..." the girl said, frowning, with a painful expression on her face, her clothes were slowly getting wet even though she was indoors.
"I... I don't know... I hurt so much... It hurts so much... Lin Yan... save me... save me..."
A cold touch came from the neck, and the girl's sobbing made her worry. Lin Yan clenched his fists instantly, with a mad look on his face.
Those two indifferent eyes turned blood red.
"Who is it?! Who is it?! Chu Nan, tell me?! Who is it! Who killed you!
"Yes Yes… "
Lin Yan shook her shoulders, the girl suddenly couldn't speak, her voice was hoarse and obscure, mixed with a bit of weirdness, like a radio station that stopped abruptly at midnight.
Lin Yan only felt that her internal organs were throbbing, she gritted her teeth, tasted the smell of blood on the tip of her tongue, and forced back the tears that were about to overflow her eyes.
She gently stroked her cheek, her fingertips were slightly cool, she thought she was crying, and felt more pity in her heart: "Chunan, don't be afraid, tell me, no matter who it is, I will not let him go."
As soon as she finished speaking, the person in front of her suddenly giggled, her voice was sharp and mean, as if someone was scratching the blackboard with their fingernails.
A trace of coolness ran up the spine like maggots on the tarsus.
Lin Yan suddenly felt a little out of breath.
The night outside the window is dark, as thick as splashed ink, and the shadows of the trees shake like ghosts.
The strong wind rolled up the curtains and rushed into the room, and the faint night light went out in response.
She saw that there were corpse spots on those hands, the cold and greasy feeling seemed to be peeling off fat, and the rotten blue blood vessels emerged.
Lin Yan's eyes widened because he couldn't breathe, and he stretched out his arms in vain to reach her: "Chu... Chu Nan..."
"It's... it's you... it's you..." With her hoarse and sharp voice, the skin on her face peeled off bit by bit, and soon the bones were exposed, and the eyeballs fell out of their sockets, leaving only two deep dark holes Locked her firmly.
A disgusting rancid smell hit the face.
"No!!!" Lin Yan roared, and pulled her hand away. At that moment, her hand passed through her body and remained in the air, leaving a pile of shredded meat on the bed sheet.
Thick, foul-smelling blood flowed down the bed sheet, staining the luxurious and luxurious woolen carpet red.
"Dinglingling—" the alarm clock sounded like a reminder, Lin Yan turned over in sweat, and the sky was already bright outside the window.
The gentle morning breeze raised the window screen, the hour hand on the bedside table moved quietly and slowly, and the aroma of baking bread came from downstairs.
Lin Yan turned off the alarm clock, looked around, it was calm, it was an ordinary weekday morning.
She lifted the quilt and put on her shoes to get out of bed. When she stepped on the carpet, her feet sank slightly. Looking down, there were still dark marks on the dark carpet beside the bed, bright red like blood.
The woman's less obvious Adam's apple twitched.
Lin Yan closed his eyes and seemed to be breathing calmly.
Not long after, the housekeeper came up and knocked on the door: "Miss, breakfast is ready."
After washing up, Lin Yan went downstairs wrapped in a nightgown, the little bit of panic that was revealed in the nightmare last night disappeared without a trace, and changed into the usual lazy expression, exuding carelessness from the bottom of his bones tiredness.
"Where's the driver?"
"It's waiting outside the door."
Although the Lin family's villa is big, but this aunt has a bad temper and doesn't like to live with servants, so whether it's him, the housekeeper or other servants, they rush over early in the morning and late at night. Go back again.
Even so, he didn't dare to show any neglect on his face, and answered respectfully.
Lin Yan was very satisfied, and the assistant was also waiting downstairs. Seeing her coming down, she quickly stood up from the sofa and bowed slightly: "Forensic doctor Lin."
Lin Yan glanced at him, and the industrious young man put a large stack of materials for today's court session by his hand.
She felt bored from the bottom of her heart, so she didn't nod or agree, and she didn't invite him to have a meal together. The chef had already prepared breakfast. Although he was called an assistant and a colleague, he was actually just a servant.
Lin Yan didn't nod, and other people in this house took him for nothing.
The young man was at a loss in embarrassment, and from the corner of his eye, he quietly caught a glimpse of the beautiful figure walking through the hall, passing through the beautifully decorated partition, and entering the restaurant to take a seat.
Not even a chair rattled.
The chefs of the Lin family are very skilled. They cook both Chinese and Western dishes.
But she put down the spoon after taking two sips. She no longer had any appetite, so she just pressed the corner of her lips with a napkin.
No one dared to persuade her to eat two more bites. The butler took away the tableware in due time, and Lin Yan got up and walked to the cloakroom.
She is tall and tall, definitely not short among women, but because of her thinness, she looks a bit frail, and her walking posture is light, like a Persian cat pacing on a luxurious carpet.
Lin Yan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stopped: "That's right—"
The old butler didn't dare to neglect: "Miss, please tell me."
"Throw away the rug in my room."
The carpet in her room just returned from an auction in London last week. It is said to be a diplomatic gift from the Safavid Persian dynasty to the Ottoman Turks. The market value has already exceeded one million.
Just throw it away, without blinking an eyelid.
The housekeeper has long been accustomed to this aunt's moodiness, spending money like water, bowed and replied: "Okay, miss, do you need to prepare a new one for you?"
"no need."
A cold voice came from the cloakroom, saying that the cloakroom is actually about the same size as the bedroom upstairs, full of clothes, shoes and accessories collected by Lin Yan from all over the world.
Today, the owner of the cloakroom was a bit uninterested. He picked a shirt from the window and put it on. He fastened the buttons one by one in front of the mirror. The top two buttons were left unbuttoned. He turned over the collar so that it was exposed just right. The child's clavicle and the graceful spring.
The lipstick cap was unscrewed, the upper and lower lips were pursed lightly, the little excess color was wiped off with the little finger, and the lower jaw was slightly raised facing the mirror.
The woman's complexion is as pale as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but she has flaming red lips, her eyebrows are raised, and the corners of her lips are slightly pulled, which is comparable to the face of a fashion week model, showing a little bit of arrogance, but because her eyes are gently rippling past, and It looks a little amorous.
Brilliant is gorgeous, and cold is also cold.
Lin Yan pulled a thin smile on his lips, picked up his suit jacket and went out.
The driver opened the car door for her, Lin Yan sat in, and the assistant followed with his pile of documents: "Forensic doctor Lin, the death certificate and other test materials for today's court appearance are here."
A male-specific sweaty smell mixed with a slight foot odor poured into the nasal cavity, and forensic doctors' noses are always extra sensitive.
Lin Yan was leaning on the leather seat, closing his eyes and resting his mind, but suddenly opened them: "Go to the back."
The Mercedes-Benz business car is very spacious, the assistant was stunned for a moment, looking at her spotless high-heeled shoes, he seemed to be able to see his somewhat stained trouser legs and fragile self-esteem.
The young man slowly backed out of the carriage, and climbed into the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz with sweat profusely, not daring to make another sound.
"housekeeper."
"Miss." The butler closed the car door for her, sat in the co-pilot and immediately looked back at her.
"Change the car to pick me up in the afternoon, let Mama Liu go shopping for groceries in this car."
"Yes, miss."
"As for you." She tapped the precious quartz watch on her wrist with her fingertips, and slowly spit out the harsh words from her mouth.
"Are you rushing to reincarnate so early? The dissection room is more suitable for reincarnation."
"Aren't you afraid that the lawyer will sue you for murder if you dress like this to go to court?"
Every single word pierced the self-esteem of the young man. He sat in the back row and clutched the information in his hand, and dared not say anything without answering.
The car started, but fortunately someone broke the silence: "Miss, do you want to listen to the news?"
Lin Yan answered with a "hum" from his nasal cavity.
The driver pressed the radio on the car, and the female anchor's sweet voice came out: "The prosecution sued the defendant Jin XX for murdering Li XX, an employee who worked in his KTV, on the night of April 18, 2007, and dumped his body in the wilderness. , the evidence is conclusive, and he was accused of committing crimes such as rape, intentional homicide, and insulting corpses, which caused a bad social impact. The first trial sentenced him to a suspended death sentence, and Jin refused to accept the first trial judgment and filed an appeal. The second trial will At 10:00 this morning, the trial will be held in the Higher People's Court of Binhai Province. At that time, as a witness for the defense, Lin Yan, a young forensic scientist from the Science and Technology Appraisal Institute of the Falun Dafa Tribunal, will also testify in court and bring new appraisal results... "
The female anchor made a generous statement, cadenced and obviously very passionate. After finishing the case at double speed, she began to talk about her life story and lace news.
Lin Yan was drowsy, and after listening to a few words, he said: "When it comes to forensic scientists, Professor Lin is a leader of the younger generation. He graduated from Fudan University School of Medicine with a bachelor's degree and a master's degree in the Department of Forensic Medicine at Boston University. It is said that he has dissected more than 5,000 corpses in the past ten years, and has rich experience in forensic anatomy... "
Right: "Professor Lin, as the only daughter of the Lin family, is already worth over ten million yuan. Recently, he has had a very heated fight with Mr. Zhang of Zhongcheng Group. The media even took photos of the two of them kissing on the street. I wonder if a good thing is about to happen?"
Zhang Dong
Which Zhang Dong
Lin Yan frowned. She had kissed too many people on the street, and all kinds of faces flashed through her mind, but they couldn't match their names.
"Miss, do you need..." The butler turned around and looked at her.
"Hmm..." Miss Lin nodded her head proudly, "Which TV station is this from?"
"Daily News." The butler secretly wrote down the name.
The high-rise buildings flew past outside the car window, and soon turned into a tree-lined area, and the Supreme Court was right next to the square not far ahead.
A lot of people have already gathered in the square. Today's public trial, major media and many people from the public will come to listen. As soon as the Lin family's car came over, spotlights came to the side of the road and flashed non-stop.
Lin Yan still looked lazy and sleepy: "Go and tell them, my recent lover is not Zhang from Zhongcheng Group...what's the matter?"
"Zhang Dong"
The butler is kind and polite.
"Oh, yes, it's too unprofessional to be in the media. It's also called Daily News. It should be called Yesterday's News."
She sneered lightly, with indescribable irony.
The driver stopped the car: "Miss, we're here."
The housekeeper glanced out, and saw that many people from the society squatted at the gate of the court and held up banners. When they saw their cars approaching, they obviously started commotion, and stood up in twos and threes.
The housekeeper hesitated to speak: "Miss, how about we send you in through the back door?"
Lin Yan sneered, and pushed open the car door: "I'm not a murderer, why should I hide it?"