Eighteen years later.
"Later later, the little forensic doctor became a great forensic doctor on her own, and the teacher surnamed Duan who brought her into the industry at the beginning also became an authority in the industry, and her master's master, the famous maverick beautiful forensic doctor, also began With gray hair. With the joint efforts of two generations, the Technical Investigation Section of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau has changed from a department with a few people to a department with dozens of elite members and the country's top-notch DNA laboratories, standardized physical and chemical laboratories, video The multi-disciplinary excellent team such as the investigative laboratory has become a sharp sword that cuts through the darkness in today's highly developed technology and ever-changing criminal methods."
"Speaking of this, I have to mention Director Song. During her more than 20 years in office, all murder cases in Jiangcheng City have been solved, and there has not been a single unsolved case or unjust, false or wrongly decided case."
"Today is the day when they will retire."
The owner of the newsstand, wearing glasses, was flipping through a thick book in his hand, and was fascinated by it, when a few young girls ran over, chattering, their faces full of excitement.
"Boss, boss, do you still have the book "Chief Female Forensic Doctor"?"
The boss hastily put down the book in his hand, and brought out a new one for them from the newsstand: "Yes, yes, it just arrived yesterday, the last volume, the finale."
"I want I want!"
"I want too, boss, give me two copies."
Colorful bills were handed over in front of them. The boss smiled from ear to ear, collected them one by one, put the books in plastic bags and handed them to them.
"Walk around, the signing is about to start, and if you get there late, there will be no seats."
The girls took the books, held them in their arms, and jumped onto the arriving bus in three steps at a time.
In the early summer morning, the park in the middle of the street is full of vitality. Young people running with earphones pass by the fountain, and the water mist raised turns into a colorful rainbow.
In the square, old people practicing Tai Chi to exercise, aunts dancing square dance, children running and playing, hawkers selling hydrogen balloons, students practicing singing and singing, and all kinds of ordinary people constitute the most lively fireworks in the world.
On the hour, the clock struck eight, and the giant LED screen on the square lit up.
"The morning news broadcast is over, viewers and friends, thank you for listening. Next is entertainment time. The article "Chief Female Forensic Doctor", which has been serialized for six years on many popular domestic literary websites, was announced last month, and the final One volume. As a popular IP, "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" has not only been translated into multiple languages and exported overseas, but its film and television copyrights have also been sold with a turnover of tens of millions. This form is presented before the eyes of audience friends, and today is also the first time that the author Xie Lanzhou has appeared at the signing event in six years. Let's follow our lens to see the grand signing event of "Chief Female Forensic Doctor"... "
As soon as the screen changed, there was a long queue at the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore, a sea of people.
The green light at the intersection turned red, and a BMW approached from far to near, slowly parked on the side of the road, and stretched out a white and slender hand from the car window.
"Boss, bring me two copies of today's newspaper."
"Hey, okay." The boss took the money and passed the newspaper over. The woman closed the car window again, and he only had time to see half of the pretty profile face.
The red light quickly turned green again, Song Yuhang put into gear and set off, and glanced at the co-pilot next to him.
Lin Yan flipped through the newspaper, and a newsletter was published in the lower right corner of the "Legal News": This newspaper learned that the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau will hold the 2030 Annual Civil Police Retirement and New Police Enrollment at the Jiangcheng Public Security Heroes Cemetery at 14:00 today. ceremony.
She folded the page and sighed softly.
Song Yuhang freed up a hand to pat the back of her hand: "It's the last day I went to work, I'm not used to it."
When Lin Yan heard what she said, she immediately snorted. In just a few decades, although the corners of the woman's eyes had fine lines, they were still considered well-maintained and her charm still remained.
"Ha, what am I not used to, I don't have to get up early to go to work anymore, I will wake up with a smile in my dreams, okay?"
At the end of the conversation, the woman's voice dropped again, with a trace of regret: "I just don't know that Song Yan and Lin Xi are today..."
Early in the morning, one said that he had something to go out and came back at night, and the other said that he was going on a date with a classmate and did not come back.
Although they are their own children, because they are busy with work, Song Yan and Lin Xi have spent more time with their grandmother than with them since they were young, and they are even closer to Ji Jingxing than to her.
This has always been a sore spot in Lin Yan's heart, especially Lin Xi, whose temperament and personality are very similar to hers, and she doesn't want their parent-child relationship to become like her and Lin Youyuan's in the end.
During the conversation, the Municipal Public Security Bureau was about to arrive.
Song Yuhang parked the car on the side of the road, taking advantage of no one around, took off his seat belt and leaned over to kiss her forehead.
"Don't think too much, the children are grown up and have their own thoughts and ideas, let them go."
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"Hey, have you read the latest chapter of "Forensic Medicine"? It's been six years, and the case of hiding corpses in the real estate has finally been solved."
"That's right, I read it, woo woo woo, today's signing, I really want to go."
"I heard that this is the first time the author has appeared in public. I don't know if it's a man or a woman, and whether he's handsome or not. If he's a handsome guy..." A policewoman held a book as if intoxicated, and her starry eyes lit up.
"What if it's a beautiful woman?" A colleague joked.
"Beauty? Beautiful women are not bad either. Just look at Director Song and Forensic Doctor Lin. Tsk tsk, especially our sister Lin. I would believe that she is in her early thirties with her skin."
Several colleagues got together to talk, and the lively and active male policeman sat on the table.
"Hey hey, speaking of them, do you think that the archetypes of forensic doctors and criminal police in this book are similar to them..."
Several people looked at each other, and their eyes lit up at the same time, the male policeman licked his lips, and was about to talk about hype.
With a notebook under his arm, Duan Cheng walked past the door with a cup of coffee: "Why are you doing it? Don't get together, pack up and get ready for a meeting."
The male policeman slid down from the table, stood up straight, and gave a substandard military salute with a smile.
"Understood, here we come!"
When Song Yuhang came out of the dressing room after changing clothes, Lin Yan also brought people from far to near.
The woman was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt uniformly distributed by senior police officers, with the style button still unbuttoned, revealing a thin collarbone and a dash of graceful spring. The short skirt hugged her waist tightly, her legs were straight and slender, and she stepped on high-heeled shoes to make every step a breeze.
The moment they passed by, Lin Yan smashed the folder on her chest as usual.
"It's the last time, happy cooperation."
A smile floated on the corner of Song Yuhang's lips, and as usual, he lifted her elbow slightly and let her go.
"Happy cooperation, Forensic Lin."
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On that day, Lin Yan held a meeting as usual, listening to the case report of her subordinates, the last case she handled was also closed, and at the invitation of the new forensic doctor, she gave them the last anatomy lesson.
Facing the general teacher, she put the scalpel vertically on her chest as before, and slightly closed her eyes in silence.
Someone turned on the video camera.
After a long time, Lin Yan didn't even open his eyes.
"Mr. Lin..." Someone called out in a low voice.
The moment she closed her eyes, Lin Yan felt a trace of reluctance and secret pain in her heart.
Saying goodbye to the dissecting table
Lin Yan opened his eyes, looking at the pairs of eyes that were thirsty for knowledge in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
But it doesn't matter, she believes that someone will pass on this career, just like her back then.
"You can stand closer and observe. Don't rush to cut the knife. Observing the appearance of the corpse is also the top priority in forensic science."
"After recording the body temperature, body spots, rigor, and degree of corruption in detail, observe the state of each part of the body surface. The general requirement is to check and record in detail from head to foot, front to back, and left to right: scalp and hair condition ( Whether there are hematomas, lumps and alopecia areata, etc.); whether the pupils on both sides are dilated; whether the conjunctiva is congested (bleeding); whether there is any discharge from the nasal cavity and external auditory canal; whether the teeth have fallen out; whether there are bedsores on the back and sacrum; whether the inguinal lymph nodes are enlarged; Whether there are injuries or scars on the limbs; whether there are deformities on the body surface, etc., will become important clues for us to solve the case."
"The above inspection steps are indispensable, and even more will be done in actual operation. After you have inspected the appearance of the corpse, if you have any doubts or the cause of death cannot be deduced based on the appearance of the corpse, you can apply to the superior department anatomy."
"During the dissection process, I have talked about the methods and methods countless times, and today I will only talk about the most important point—"
She raised her head abruptly, the eyes under the goggles were so sharp and hot, it was heartening.
"Respect the dead."
"What is lying in front of you now is not a cold general teacher, but a life that was once alive. Like you, he has parents, wives and children, brothers, sisters, relatives and friends, and he lived with hope just like you. .”
"When you see the corpse for the first time at the crime scene, you will feel physical discomfort, nausea and vomiting, cold hands and feet, pale face, and sweating all over the body. This is normal. As the number of autopsies increases, the feeling of discomfort will increase. Much less, but I hope that no matter how many times you go out to the scene, how many bodies you dissect, you will never, ever be numb."
"Always remember the nervousness, the fear, the worry, the dread you felt when you first saw the dead person, remember that feeling, and go find the truth for him."
Lin Yan said while doing it, moving quickly. After all the demonstrations were completed, he took off his gloves, walked to the whiteboard as usual, picked up a pen and prepared to record.
Everyone held their breath and waited for her conclusion, but the man wrote eight big characters one stroke at a time:
For the living, speak for the dead.
Some students were moved: "Mr. Lin..."
"Mr. Lin, don't go, stay here."
"That's right, you can return to employment after retirement."
"Sister Lin, we have been together for so long, we cannot do without you."
There were also tears in their eyes.
She turned around and looked at the immature or mature faces in front of her, with a smile in her eyes, she gently put down the pen, turned around and waved away.
"goodbye."
The future of forensic science is in your hands.
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After arranging the work at hand and handing over to Xue Rui, it was already afternoon, and a few rays of sunlight shone on the table through the blinds.
Song Yuhang nestled in the office chair and did not move.
Xue Rui moved his lips: "Ju Song—"
She seemed to have just come to her senses: "Oh, I am relieved to entrust the job to you. Before, there were leaders from other places who came to poach people and I didn't give it up. I just thought that I can retire with peace of mind only if you take over my class."
Xue Rui looked a little embarrassed: "It's not my turn to say this. It's the brothers below. Everyone is reluctant to let you go. Obviously there are still a few years..."
Song Yuhang waved his hand to stop his words: "I've made up my mind, you go out first, and close the door for me."
Xue Rui had no choice but to put on a wide-brimmed hat to salute, then turned and went out.
After he left, Song Yuhang watched the spot of light falling on the table shrink and get smaller and smaller, paying attention.
I don't know if it's because of getting older, but it's getting easier for her to think about the past.
Those days in the police academy, the days of going to Zhao Junfeng's house for dinner and drinking and talking, the days of struggling as a fledgling after graduation, the days of going through life and death with Lin Yan.
Time passed slowly, and the photos she put on the table changed from one person to two people and then to a family of four.
Those thrilling criminal police careers have also become medals in drawers and certificates hanging on the wall.
Song Yuhang's eyes moved over one by one, there was the award given by the Ministry of Public Security when she solved the "Fenyang Wharf Corpse Dismemberment Case", the title of "Best Policeman" awarded to her by the Binhai Provincial Public Security Department, and the title given to her by ordinary people pennant.
It reads: upright and upright, law enforcement is like a mountain; guardian of justice, social conscience.
The inscription is a gift from the family members of the certain case to Song Yuhang, director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau, and all police officers.
There are pennants like this every year.
Song Yuhang walked over, carefully took it off the wall, rolled it up and put it in a cardboard box.
Lin Yan has actually been standing here for a while, and she also heard the conversation with Xue Rui just now. Looking through the crack of the door, Song Yuhang was bathed in the sun, bent over to pack his things, and a few strands of white hair on his temples Hair looks particularly harsh.
It is really a wonderful thing that two people who used to be tit-for-tat have gone through a long journey together, and even had a crystallization of love.
Thinking of this, Lin Yan's eyes turned hot, and he pushed the door open: "I think what Xue Rui said is right, if you don't want to quit, you can..."
In the whole world, she is the only one who will go directly to her office without knocking or reporting.
Song Yuhang straightened up and looked at his lover.
No matter how vigorous and unsmiling she is outside, the name Song Yuhang is enough to scare criminals, but in front of her, she always reveals the softest side of the beast.
Song Yuhang put down his things, the corners of his lips curled up, and he walked towards her, opened his arms, and hugged her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder.
Even though they have been together for many years, Lin Yan still feels at ease and at ease when he is hugged by her.
Her hugs and kisses from time to time are enough to move an elderly woman.
Lin Yan was startled, and slowly hugged her back, buried her head in the hollow of her shoulder blades, and said in a muffled voice, "Yuhang..."
Song Yuhang patted the back of her head lightly: "It's okay, I want to spend more time with you and the children. After the summer vacation, they should leave home."
Those two little troublemakers have made her suffer a lot since she was a child.
Lin Yan sniffed: "Let's go, we're the only ones left at home, clean."
Song Yuhang held her face in his hands, put his forehead against his forehead, wrapped his arms around her waist, and jokingly said, "Then why are you crying?"
"I'm not, I didn't cry..." Lin Yanwu argued to herself, but the red corners of her eyes completely exposed her fragility, and she choked up as she spoke.
"It's not... It's not... The child has been raised in Dalian so much that she didn't even come to her mother's retirement ceremony. Today is my birthday. Lin Xi and Ji Jingxing are even closer to me, woo woo woo."
Song Yuhang laughed, pulled a tissue from the table and gave it to her, hugging her in his arms and coaxing her: "Lin Xi was naughty when he was a child, and we never raised a child, and my sister-in-law helped take care of her a lot, besides, we are all a family, you What kind of flying vinegar is this?"
Lin Yan: "I don't care, I just feel uncomfortable, it hurts me to death, why is the little bastard so disobedient, if I knew it, I wouldn't have given birth at that time, it's all your fault..."
It seems that she is not the only one who likes to recall the past and mutter when she is old.
Song Yuhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and while wiping her tears, he coaxed and persuaded her: "Okay, okay, I'm going to attend the retirement ceremony later, my makeup is all over."
Lin Yan's mind suddenly rang an alarm, and he raised his head suddenly: "Where? Where did you spend it? Is it obvious?"
Song Yuhang pulled her to the window, facing the sun, gently raised her chin, and looked at her carefully: "The lip color is a bit pale, but it's okay, I'll make it up for you."
"You? Where did you get the lipstick..."
Before Lin Yan finished speaking, her eyes widened suddenly, and her face in the pupils was getting closer and closer, and finally covered her lips.
It turned out to be... such a remedy.
Before she could resist, Song Yuhang pulled down the curtain with one hand behind his back.
"Well… "
Her lips and teeth intertwined until she was almost out of breath.
Song Yuhang spoke close to her ear: "Yuhang brand lipstick, a twenty-year-old brand, do you still like it?"
"Fuck you." Lin Yan blushed slightly, as if stained with a layer of rouge, spat on her, but buried his face in her neck again, rubbing against her full of attachment.
With a smile on his lips, Song Yuhang gently stroked her back to comfort her.
"Didn't you always want to go to Canada? Just now you have time, or Australia, Northern Europe, New Zealand... I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
The two were enjoying a rare time alone when a police officer knocked on the door: "Bureau Song, the car is here."
"Okay, let them wait for a while." Song Yuhang responded with a raised voice, let her go, and scratched her nose again.
"But now, we have to go to the honor ceremony first."
Lin Yan tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Is the make-up missing?"
Song Yuhang smiled: "No, you are the most beautiful."
Before leaving, Song Yuhang took his coat from the hanger, Lin Yan picked up her mobile phone from the table and used it as a mirror to look at it, and out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of a book called "The Chief Female Forensic Doctor" next to the computer.
Inexplicably, she felt that the cover and name looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she saw it.
The word "forensic medicine" caught her attention, and Lin Yan picked it up and looked at it: "Are you still looking at this kind of thing?"
Song Yuhang put his coat on his arm and took her to go out: "Hey, Xue Rui just came to deliver it. He said that the author wrote it very well. They are all reading it. I can use it to pass the time when I have nothing to do."
Lin Yan took it in his hand, and hastily flipped through two pages: "True or false, this kind of suspenseful reasoning books usually have no factual basis, and I can pick out thousands of mistakes."
Song Yuhang smiled, and the backs of the two gradually drifted away in the corridor.
"You thought you were asked to write the autopsy report. How could ordinary people have access to the cases we handled..."
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Jiangcheng Martyrs Cemetery.
Every year, the induction ceremony of new police officers will be held here, and at the same time, batches of old police officers will leave their favorite positions after being awarded to young people.
Lin Yan still remembers that Song Yuhang brought her here many years ago. At that time, she said: "This is not only a place where yin and yang are separated, but also a place where old and new alternate. Generations of criminal policemen are buried here, and generations of young The criminal police went out from here..."
She is right, they have awarded titles to many young people here, watched them gradually grow into excellent people's policemen, and also bid farewell to many comrades in arms here, it is only lucky to be able to stand here alive to participate in the honor ceremony a small part of .
After Song Yuhang took the lead in sweeping the graves of the seniors, everyone lined up and returned to the Martyrs' Monument.
There is silence between heaven and earth, evergreen pines and cypresses in the cemetery, four big characters of "Police Heroes" are hung on the lawn wall not far away, and the prismatic stone pillars engraved with the names of heroes stand alone towards the sky, reflecting the Icy light.
Witnessed by the 512 public security heroes who died in the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau over the years and the 97 veterans who are about to retire, the young people raised their right hands to their temples to solemnly swear.
"I swear: I volunteer to become the people's police of the People's Republic of China, dedicate myself to the noble cause of people's public security, resolutely be loyal to the party, serve the people, enforce the law fairly, have strict discipline, and not be afraid of sacrifice! In order to maintain overall social stability and promote social fairness and justice , To ensure that the people live and work in peace and contentment and strive for life!"
No matter what they will experience in the future, Lin Yan thinks that at this moment, facing the police badge, predecessors and monuments, their hearts must be full of longing, enthusiasm and sincerity.
Because she and Song Yuhang were once among them, the difference is that they changed from those who need to be awarded to those who wear epaulettes for others.
She followed Song Yuhang along the way, helping the young people put on epaulettes and collar flowers, smoothing their wrinkled collars.
With tears in their eyes, almost everyone tensed their bodies, raised their hands to their temples, and saluted solemnly and sacredly: "Thank you, leader!"
Song Yuhang and Lin Yan also took a step back, stood up straight, and returned a standard military salute.
After the induction ceremony for the new police officers, it is the retirement ceremony for the old police officers.
Lin Yan had tired of this kind of red tape countless times, and when it was really her turn, the policeman came to her with a satin-covered tray.
Xue Rui saluted her: "Comrade Lin Yan, I sincerely thank you for everything you have done for the public security cause of the motherland. Please hand over your police officer card, armband, epaulette and collar flower."
Lin Yan stood still, letting them take off their armbands and put them in the tray. The epaulettes with silver olive branches were also taken off, and finally the collar flowers.
During this process, some old comrades couldn't help but silently blushed.
Xue Rui stood still: "Forensic doctor Lin..."
She took out her police officer ID from her pocket and handed it over, her movements always a little slow.
The setting sun danced in the corners of her eyes and brows, Lin Yan stood with the backlight, no one knew if she was crying or not.
Xue Rui only saw that when her hand was about to put the police officer's card into the tray, he paused again, and lightly swept his thumb over the police badge on it, and then gently put it down.
He picked up the medal of merit from the tray and pinned it on her chest, then stepped back with the two police officers, and saluted solemnly: "Take off your hat!"
A row of old police officers who were about to retire took off their wide-brimmed hats and tucked them under their armpits. The young people behind them did the same. They raised their hands at the same time, and the past and the future converged at this moment.
"There are all of them, pay tribute to the old predecessors!"
After the retirement ceremony, Song Yuhang stayed alone again. Holding a bottle of Moutai in her hand, she brushed aside the weeds on both sides of the road and walked slowly along the narrow stone steps.
Along the way, her comrades looked at her with smiles, and Song Yuhang stopped in front of Zhang Jinhai's tombstone, poured him a glass of good wine, got up and left, and then walked on.
As the grass gets darker and the dew wets the trousers, the scenery here is obviously much dilapidated than before. Song Yuhang paused, and squatted down in front of the old stone tablet, slowly stroking the peeling words on it with his fingers, and touched a piece of broken stone.
She moved her throat slightly, unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle, took out a cup from her pocket, filled it up to her lips, tilted one hand, and spilled the clear liquid on the tombstone.
"Dad, brother, this cup is toast to you." After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank it down, wiped the corners of his lips, his eyes were hot.
"Today I retired, together with Lin Yan, Lin Xi and Song Yan are about to go to college, mom is still in good health, but her legs and feet are not as good as before, Xiao Wei and sister-in-law are also very good, by the way, brother, sister-in-law two I married another one, but don't be angry, Liang Shi has been very kind to her and Xiao Wei, and she has indeed had a hard time these years when you were not around."
As Song Yuhang said, he poured himself another cup, and when he was about to drink it up, someone grabbed his wrist.
She raised her eyes and saw that Lin Yan had found him at some point, standing in the grass and sky, with a smile on her lips.
"I knew you'd be here."
Song Yuhang moved his lips, before she could speak, Lin Yan had already brought the glass of wine over, and stretched out his hand towards the tombstone of the two.
"Dad, brother, I respect you for this cup, everything is fine with us, don't worry!"
After all, with a wave of his hand, all the spirits fell into his throat.
Lin Yan wiped off the water stains from the corners of his lips, turned the cup down, and signaled that he had finished drinking. The wind blew past, bringing the aroma of vegetation and wine in the mountains and forests in early summer.
Song Yuhang poured all the wine down, got up slowly, saluted and bid farewell to his father and brother, and then dragged Lin Yan back.
"It's your birthday today, what do you want to eat?"
Lin Yan: "Anything is fine, let's go home first."
Song Yuhang smiled: "That won't work, let's go shopping and buy you some nice clothes."
I thought she was joking, but when I got in the car, it really wasn't the way home.
Lin Yan was suspicious: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"
Song Yuhang laughed, turned the steering wheel to the left, and merged into the city traffic: "I can hide something from you. You can see a strand of someone else's hair on my body."
Lin Yan snorted: "That's true, I'm sorry you don't dare."
Song Yuhang talked to her while driving: "I just feel that I used to focus my life on work, but now that I have finally retired, I want to spend time with you and your children, and watch movies that I haven't watched before. Movies, the streets you didn’t go shopping with, and the meetings you didn’t make up for, all will be made up.”
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The signing will not end until the evening.
Before the staff found Xie Lanzhou and asked him to have a meal, he had already put on a mask and slipped away from the backstage.
In order not to let the fans who were still guarding the door of the bookstore find out, he took off his coat and threw it into the trash can while walking. He put on a sweater and pulled the hat on top of his head. Come here, quickly reach out and stop it.
"Hello, sister? I'm back! I'm rushing home after work. Have you picked up grandma..."
As soon as the words fell, I heard a cold sentence from the other side: "Song Yan, you are so slow, did you crawl back?" and hung up the phone.
Song Yan was dumbfounded and threw the phone on the seat.
Well, you Lin Xi, if you don't scold me for a day, you will feel unhappy, won't you
Having said that, the boy looked at his watch, not knowing how long his mother could wait, and with a slightly anxious expression, he ordered the driver.
"Master, Qingshan Villa, please drive faster."
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During the two hours Song Yuhang took her to the mall, he checked his mobile phone once every ten minutes on average. He bought perfumes and jewelry from clothes, shoes and bags.
Lin Yan felt more and more that something was wrong, gritted his teeth and pulled her ear: "Tell me, did those two little bastards do something bad again, this time is it a fight, or smashing someone's glass, or the teacher's home visit, so you won't let me go back Family."
"It hurts, it hurts... the public..." Song Yuhang suffered from the pain, and kept laughing: "It's really not... really not... They are both on vacation. Why did the teacher come to visit..."
As soon as the words finished, the phone in his pocket vibrated, Song Yuhang's eyes lit up, and he pulled her hand off.
"Okay, okay, let's go home."
Lin Yan scolded as he walked: "You just let them get used to it, working together and collaborating together. Last time, Lin Xi and her classmates' parents found the police station, didn't they learn a lesson?"
Song Yuhang Nei Niu covered his face: "The palms and backs of the hands are full of meat..."
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When she got home and the lights in the villa came on, Lin Yan realized that Song Yuhang had worked so hard to give her an unforgettable birthday.
Even if two people have been together for more than 20 years, it is uncertain when the case will come. It is common to be woken up by the phone ringing in the middle of the night, put on your clothes and leave, let alone a person with the whole family. On her birthday, she is more often crowded in the car, in the office, or in the wilderness, lighting a candle for her, stuffing a box of small cakes, and singing a birthday song.
Moreover, birthdays are also a somewhat special festival for Lin Yan. After all, her birthday is the anniversary of Chu Nan's death. When she was enjoying the blessings of her family and eating the cake, that girl, her best friend But can only sleep in the ground forever.
So she can't pass, but today is an exception.
When Song Yuhang let go of his hands covering her eyes, the room was brightly lit, and the glass windows were decorated with balloon ribbons.
The table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, a bouquet of fragrant flowers was placed, and various dishes were prepared.
Lin Xi came out with the cake, with candles stuck in it, swaying in the wind, burning slowly.
Ji Jingxing also pushed Song's mother out, Liang Shi and Xiao Wei followed her, just like Lin Xi was close to Ji Jingxing, Xiao Wei was also very close to this aunt.
She has been studying and working abroad all these years, and when she saw Lin Yan, her eyes were slightly wet, and she rushed towards her with red eyes.
"aunt!"
Lin Yan was bumped into her arms, and slowly raised her hand to touch the back of her head: "Xiao Wei, you've grown up."
Xiao Wei let go, and hugged Song Yuhang again: "Uncle."
Lin Yan's facial expression management collapsed: "Call me aunt!"
Xiao Wei covered her lips and smiled, her height increased a lot, the longer she got, the more beautiful she was, delicate and cute.
"It's still the same as before."
After finishing speaking, he pushed Lin Xi who was holding the cake in front of her.
Lin Xiwu struggled, with a face full of reluctance: "Sister, don't push me..."
"Hurry up, you made all these today, and you cooked the dishes yourself according to the recipes. If you do something good, you should let your mother know."
With a smile on the corner of Lin Yan's lips, she saw that her daughter was already about the same height as her in the flickering candlelight, and she was standing there extraordinary and graceful.
She has the skin and hair color of a European, but her pupils are black and bright, her facial features are sharp and angular, she is majestic and three-dimensional, and her temper and personality are also like her, but her skills are like Song Yuhang, for example, she will never lose in a fight .
Lin Yan looked at her, and her eyes became slightly moist. Before she finished speaking, she took the initiative to take a step closer, hugged her into her arms, and patted her on the back lightly.
"I'm sorry Lin Xi, I've worked hard all these years, mom... loves you."
Lin Xi was taken aback for a moment, if Song Yuhang hadn't quickly taken the cake away, maybe the two of them would have been confused by now.
She never thought that Lin Yan would take the initiative to hug her. When she was born, she came out five minutes earlier than Song Yan. During these five minutes, Song Yan's fetal position was not correct, and she almost died. Later, she stayed in the incubator It took more than a month to slowly improve, and when I grew up, I still had a cold and fever from time to time, headache and brain fever.
Because of this incident, she always felt that the two mothers poured too much care and love on Song Yan, and what she got was only a little bit.
She was angry that she was unwilling to be wronged by her, so she used mischievous behavior to attract the attention of adults just like Lin Yan when she was a child.
Lin Yan noticed this change, but was powerless or had no time to take care of their mood.
After all, both she and Song Yuhang are too busy, but being busy is not an excuse to ignore the child, she knows it.
When she wanted to get close to Lin Xi, the child grew up, and when she reached puberty, she became more and more rebellious.
She had beaten and scolded her, but she also wept silently for countless times because of this, Lin Xi didn't know about it.
This was the first time she saw her mother cry. In her impression, Lin Yan was a strong woman. The other mother who looked tough on the surface was actually much softer than her.
In the police station, she was aloof and resolute, and she said what she said in front of them. She never asked what they thought, and bossed her around under the banner of being good for her. Even a year ago, she sent a male classmate to the hospital. People ran to the gate of the Public Security Bureau to make trouble, but she didn't see Lin Yan shed a single tear.
Such a strong mother is lying on her shoulders at this moment, trembling slightly.
Those scorching tears fell into the pit of the neck, making Lin Xi feel sore, and he raised his hand and hugged her slowly.
"Mom... happy birthday."
Lin Yan curled up his lips and smiled, but tears welled up, and he didn't want to lose his composure in front of his daughter, so he wiped the corners of his eyes and let her go.
"I've worked hard for you today. Get hungry. Eat quickly. I bought clothes and shoes for you and Song Yan while shopping. I'll go back to my room and try them on later."
"Okay." Lin Xi nodded. He didn't talk much at first, and after answering, he went to set the bowls and chopsticks.
Song Yuhang hugged his wife's shoulders to comfort her: "I know today is a special day for you, but if Chu Nan is alive, I hope you can live well."
Lin Yan put his hand on the back of her hand and smiled lightly: "I understand, let's eat."
There were eight people in total, and Lin Xi took nine sets of bowls and chopsticks. This is the rule of the Lin family, and an extra set of bowls and chopsticks will always be put out when eating during festivals and festivals, even if there is nothing in it.
There is also a black and white photo of a young girl hanging in the living room, the incense table is spotlessly cleaned, and the candle offerings Lin Yan changes every day.
She was also puzzled when she was a child, and it was difficult to ask Lin Yan, so she had to ask her other mother.
"Mum, is the girl on the portrait hanging in the living room a relative of our family?"
Song Yuhang shook his head: "No."
Lin Xi was smart and precocious, and was a little confused: "Is that my mother's ex-girlfriend? Just like you."
A gentle smile appeared on the corner of Song Yuhang's lips, and he patted her head lovingly: "No, your mother and I, whether in the past or now, have only each other."
The child was even more puzzled: "Who is that? Why is her picture hanging in our living room?"
Song Yuhang squatted down, kept eye level with her, held the child's shoulders, and said firmly and gently: "She is a good friend of your mother, a very, 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 are as close as sisters, a bond that can never be broken."
When she said that, Xiao Linxi nodded with a vague understanding.
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 He and Song Yan will always remember her for us, and make more offerings during festivals, understand?"
The little girl nodded crisply: "Understood, Mommy!"
Song Yuhang just smiled, took her hand and walked out: "Let's go, mom is working overtime today, call Song Yan, let's eat pizza!"
Since then, Lin Xi has kept Song Yuhang's words in his heart.
Lin Yan watched her put a pair of bowls and chopsticks on the empty seat, his eyes became hot, and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Let me come, Lin Xi, sit down, and I will serve the rest of the meal."
Song Yuhang stood up and took the spoon from her hand: "I'll come, I'll come, and you sit down too."
"Mom, your teeth are bad, let me make some soup for you."
Mother Song is sitting in a wheelchair. Although her legs and feet are not very convenient, she is still full of energy. Her teeth are almost falling out, and her smile is more kind and kind.
"Okay, okay, let's serve Yanyan with soup, today's soup, I came over this afternoon to watch Xiaoxi stew."
He said he was watching, but he probably didn't do much to help.
Lin Yan complained: "Mom, it's such a long way for you to go back and forth, why bother?"
"That's different, different, birthday."
Song Yuhang also echoed: "That's right. Anyway, in this family now, I have the lowest status. If it weren't for Lin Yan's glory, I haven't had my mother's stewed soup for several 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 for several years."
Under the warm yellow light, everyone in the room laughed.
Song Yuhang finally served himself a meal and sat down. Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Lin Yan looked around, frowned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Where is Song Yan?"
Song Yuhang and Lin Xi looked at each other, and were about to explain for him: "Well, Song Yan..."
Before the words were finished, the boy rushed in with a backpack on his back, panting: "Sister, the signing event ended late, and the organizer invited me to dinner, I didn't go, I didn't come back..."
Everyone in the room stared at him, Song Yuhang covered his face, Lin Xi supported his forehead. Lin Yan swept him from head to toe, and then from bottom to top. When he saw his newly dyed green hair, his expression changed.
The word "later" stuck in Song Yan's throat like a chicken whose neck was suddenly pinched.
It happened that the evening news was on on the TV.
"Today is the first time Xie Lanzhou, author of cutting-edge suspense mystery novels, brought his new book "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" to the signing event. We can see that there is already a long queue at the door of the bookstore, and many readers are still holding banners in their hands. Cheer up and hope he can write better works."
The sound of the screen was accompanied by the scream of the fan girl: "Ahhh, Lan Zhou is so handsome! I love you!!!"
"Xie Lanzhou, marry me! Marry me!"
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The reporter fiddled with the headset and took two steps to the side: "As expected of a super popular author of the new generation, it is said that Lan Zhouda just turned eighteen this year, let's interview him."
The camera moved to understand Lan Zhou himself.
"Hi Lan Zhou, I am also a fan of your book. I would like to ask you, is the "Forensic Medicine" series really over? Will there be a sequel?"
Song Yan fiddled with the microphone twice calmly, crossed his hands on his chin, and smiled slightly.
"The end of the "Forensic Medicine" series does not mean that their stories are over. If there is a chance, maybe a sequel will be considered."
The reporter seemed to smell some shocking secret, and his face was full of excitement: "They? Does that mean that the two characters, Police Officer Song and Forensic Lin, have prototypes?"
Before Song Yan could answer, Lin Yan had already started grinding his teeth.
Xie Lanzhou, Xie Lanzhou. Drunk solution Lanzhou.
Can't keep people. Get drunk and go to the blue boat, and go to the blue water on the spring water road. Pass by the place where Xiao Ying cries.
Song Dynasty poet Yan Jidao's words, this little bastard can play word games!
And what's with that green hair, he doesn'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, Xie Lanzhou, he, he, he..."
Lin Yan slapped the table and stood up: "Come here, you're not doing your job well all day, and you're not studying hard to write suspenseful mystery novels. I think you're full and have nothing to do, and you still use your mother as a character prototype. Is there yours? 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 Yanyang smashed a pack of tissues in his hand: "Song Yuhang, do you also know that he wrote a novel behind my back?!"
Song Yuhang had no choice but to part with the pain, and pulled down his son's hand little by little: "Jiangan, listen to me, I really don't know..."
Song Yan was heartbroken: "Mom, you are not kind."
Seeing his green hair dangling in front of his eyes, Lin Yan became furious, picked up his chopsticks and chased after him: "Come here, and what's the matter with your hair, don't learn if you're good every day, learn People smoking and drinking burn their heads???!"
Song Yan screamed, ran around the room, and hid behind Song's mother: "Grandma, grandma, save me! Mom, mom, listen to me, this is the makeup artist's make-up for today's autograph signing..."
"Besides, how old am I, can't I perm my head? You've dyed it too, and it's still brown! You don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, Mom, don't keep talking, but take care of her! I'll just What’s wrong with writing a novel, getting so angry, could it be menopause?”
The little bastard ran fast, he was hiding, Lin Yan was throwing things, he was panting after him, he almost got a mouthful of old blood in his throat when he heard these words: "How old am I, how old are you, can you compare with me?! Serialized Six years, if you don’t study hard in six years, you will write novels for me. How much did you score in the college entrance examination?! Give me back my menopause, let me tell you, my mother is still early!”
Seeing that her slap was about to fall, Song Yan closed his eyes and took out the admission notice from his pocket, raised his hands above his head, and almost knelt down for her.
"Mom, I'm admitted to the Literature Department of Beijing Film Academy. I want to be a screenwriter."
Lin Yan was slightly stunned, the raised slap couldn't fall any more, his eyes seemed relieved, he wanted to touch his son's head but gave up, grabbed the admission notice from his hand and opened it.
Sure enough, when he saw the steel stamp of the Beijing Film Academy, Lin's annoyance mostly subsided, and he patted him on the head.
"Little bastard, sit down and eat first, and then dye your green hair back for me after eating!"
Song Yan sat down with her head drooping, and muttered, "Uncle Jingzhe is still dyed red, what's wrong with me dyed green, if you want to live a decent life, you have to have some green on your head..."
Song Yuhang poked his arm and put some food in his bowl: "Eat."
Lin Xi looked at so many people in front of him, hesitated for a while, put down his chopsticks, and took out the admission notice with a ruthless heart.
"Mom, I passed the exam too."
Lin Yanxi was overjoyed: "You passed the exam too? 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: "The Department of Investigation, People's Public Security University of China."
Lin Yan's facial expression management collapsed for the third time tonight.
The chair next to her moved, and Song Yuhang picked her up before she got mad and walked to the bedroom, away from the battlefield.
Lin Yan was still holding chopsticks in his hand and yelling: "Song Yuhang, put me down! What's wrong with her to learn investigative studies, and she will become a policeman in the future, hanging her life on her trouser belt and staying away from home every day!"
"Oh, well, children have their own choices when they grow up. You and I are both policemen. Danger is danger. Practice martial arts well and protect yourself."
"Are you her mother? Can those fists last four times? You don't know how treacherous, cunning, ruthless and ruthless drug dealers are?!"
"I know I know… "
The door closed, and the two people's voices faded away.
Song Yuhang poked his head out again: "Mom, sister-in-law, Liang Shi, Xiao Wei, you guys eat first, we'll be here soon."
"Song Yuhang!" Just as Lin Yan yelled, someone covered his mouth and pushed him onto the bed.
"Well… "
The juniors looked at the tightly closed door and looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitching.
It’s been decades, aren’t you tired
Lin Xi's whole body trembled, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.
Ji Jingxing coughed lightly, and took food from the plate: "Eat, eat, try our Xiaoxi's cooking."
The people in the room seemed to have just come to their senses, talking and laughing while eating, Song Yan's small mouth was very sweet, one mouthful of "grandmother" and one mouthful of "auntie", coaxing the two of them to smile happily.
"Grandma, take good care of your health. After two years, I will pick you up to play in Beijing."
"Auntie, you are still so young and beautiful. After two years, my sister will get married and give birth to a fat boy for you. You will be the youngest grandmother in history."
Lin Xi always sarcasticly sarcastic at him every time: "It's just you, it's good that you can gain a foothold in Beijing. Auntie, don't pay attention to him, he sees old ladies in their 70s and 80s and praises them for being young and beautiful."
"Hey, I said you, Lin Xi, are you endless?"
"It's not big or small, call me sister!"
The two were fighting with each other, you come and go, it was so lively, it made the whole family laugh.
Song Yan and Lin Xi lived in Ji Jingxing's house for a long time when they were young, and they also had a good relationship with Xiao Wei, so there is nothing to avoid, Song Yan said curiously.
"Sister, I asked you last time, don't you have a boyfriend? Why didn't you bring him back?"
All the people in the room turned their gazes to Xiaowei again.
Ji Weiwei smiled, and cut the steak on the plate with a knife and fork: "We'll share it."
"Why? I remember that he is not very good?" Lin Xi also stopped his chopsticks.
"He said I'm a twin and couldn't accept me sleeping with girls."
Before Ji Jingxing swallowed a mouthful of soup, he broke out into an earth-shattering cough.
"Ji Weiyi, the good ones don't learn from the bad ones, what kind of messy things have you learned from Lin Yan!"
Ji Weiyi sighed: "Oh, mom, I'm an adult, I can fall in love freely, as long as I don't violate the will of others, don't hurt others, I have the right to choose what kind of life to live and who to be with."
"I..." Ji Jingxing's breath was choked in his throat and he almost couldn't get up, Liang Shi hurriedly helped her get food.
"Eat and eat, the child is grown up, you don't care about her, I believe Xiao Wei has her own sense of propriety."
After several people had eaten halfway, Song Yuhang dragged Lin Yan out to eat the birthday cake and blow out the candles.
"Mom, make a wish."
The two children held the cake up to her eyes.
Song Yuhang turned off the light, Lin Yan looked at the smiling faces in front of her, his eyes were slightly moist.
How fortunate, she always thought that she was a rootless person. It was not until she met Song Yuhang that she realized that it was not that she had no roots, but that she had no soil.
Song Yuhang watered her soil with loyal love day after day and year after year, so that a big tree grew in the barren land. After having two sisters, Song Yan and Lin Xi, the tree grew stronger and stronger. The branches are flourishing.
They are all her roots, her family.
Lin Yan gently closed his eyes in the birthday song, and said silently: Lin Xi and Song Yan are safe and successful in their careers.
Mom, stay healthy and live a long life.
Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi grow old together, and everything goes well.
Xiao Wei found a confidant as soon as possible.
As for her and Song Yuhang...
It seems that the wish is a bit too much.
Lin Yan opened his eyes and looked at her smiling, his pupils were shining brightly in the darkness.
Song Yuhang leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead: "Happy birthday, I love you."
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When it came time to share the cake, they fought and smeared the cream all over the place.
Lin Yan's anger just now hadn't finished yet, and taking advantage of this moment of public revenge, the whole family counted that Song Yan's face was the creamiest.
The young man screamed and ran around the room, spreading cream everywhere, even Song's mother.
The group was tired from playing, Song Yuhang went to clean up the kitchen, and Lin Yan followed.
"I'll go with you." She said as she rolled up her sleeves and got ready to work. Song Yuhang pushed her away and put on her apron.
"No, no, you go and play with the kids."
Lin Yan pursed her lips and chuckled: "They are playing games, Ji Jingxing and Liang Shi are playing poker with their mother."
Song Yuhang glanced out through the glass window, and saw the three children nestled on the sofa playing video games with handles, yelling and screaming.
Song's mother sat around the other side of the coffee table playing poker, with tea and melon seeds on hand, and they were laughing and chatting.
Song Yuhang suddenly felt a little emotional: "It's been a long time since our family got together like this."
Lin Yan put her arms around her waist from behind and put her head on her back: "Thank you, Yu Hang."
Song Yuhang put down the plate in his hand, turned around and softly called her name: "Lin Yan..."
"Um?"
She raised her head following the voice, and on the night of early summer with insects singing, on the day of family reunion, under the warm yellow light, a gentle and loving kiss fell.
The window reflected their figures cuddling together.
The three children turned their heads back blankly, picked up the controller and continued to play the game.
Lin Xi & Song Yan & Ji Weiwei: Sooner or later, I will choke to death on 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 after taking a shower, he walked upstairs with heavy steps.
She tiptoed to open the door, thinking that she was asleep, but she didn't expect that the lamp was still on in the room. Lin Yan was leaning on the head of the bed, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose, and was flipping through the book in her hand, which was the "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" ".
Song Yuhang lifted the quilt and went to bed: "Aren't you sleeping yet?"
Lin Yan turned a page of the book in his hand: "Aren't you sleepy, are they all asleep?"
"Sleeping." Song Yuhang held her shoulders, let someone lean into his arms, and pointed to the book.
"What do you think of the writing?"
Lin Yan raised her eyes to look at her, and sneered: "The writing is remarkable, and the professional knowledge is full of mistakes and omissions."
Song Yuhang pinched her nose: "Someone has duplicity. He was only six years ago. He is considered a child prodigy."
There was a proud smile on the corner of Lin Yan's lips, a fox's tail could go up to the sky, but his mouth was still stubborn.
"So what, there are two police mothers, and they can write like this every day."
"If you are used to writing autopsy reports, if you are asked to write novels and scripts, you may not be better than him. Interlacing is like a mountain."
Lin Yan was lying in her arms, and Song Yuhang gently brushed her sideburns behind her ears, and said softly, "I think the children should like your encouragement more than my praise."
Lin Yan moved to make himself lie down more comfortably: "I know, they passed the exams, it is impossible to let them drop out of school, you are right, the children have grown up, maybe it is time for us to let go It's time."
Song Yuhang leaned down and kissed her forehead: "I know, you are reluctant to part with them."
"I don't have it, I wish..." Before he finished speaking, someone bit his ear.
There was a sound of fabric rubbing.
Song Yuhang's hands became restless, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't talk about this, they are all asleep, why don't we do something..."
After a short pause, she accurately pinpointed Lin Yan's weakness, and drew out a meaningful voice: "Other things."
Lin Yan's face turned reddish, and he was a little out of breath, but he didn't want her to succeed so quickly, so he pressed against her shoulder.
"Song Yuhang, you are quite old, why are you still so..."
Song Yuhang squeezed the hand on his shoulder into his palm and pressed it to the top of her head: "This kind of thing, no matter how old you are, you won't be bored, especially for you."
Lin Yan couldn't bear it anymore and kicked her: "The children are still sleeping next door..."
Song Yuhang leaned forward and covered her mouth: "Then keep your voice down."
"Hmm..." Lin Yan was still struggling on his own, unable to hit and beat, cursing and cursing but unable to make a sound. Under Song Yuhang's repeated offensives, he quickly surrendered and was at the mercy of others.
Song Yuhang didn't dare to torment her too much, and left some room for it. It was two hours before everything was over.
Lin Yan lay in her arms, mist hung on his eyelashes.
Song Yuhang picked him up and said, "Will you take a bath?"
The head resting on his shoulder nodded slightly, Song Yuhang couldn't help but curved his lips into a smile, and picked him up.
Lin Yan whispered: "Can you still hug me?"
"You underestimate the results of my long-term fitness, why don't you try again?" Song Yuhang only felt that he had been greatly insulted, not to mention that the private bathroom is only a few steps away from the bedroom.
Lin Yan quickly put his arms around her neck, hung himself on it, and shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I want to take a shower and sleep, I'm sleepy."
It was the worst thing to see this woman acting like a baby, Song Yuhang's heart turned into a puddle of water, and he pinched the back of her neck.
"Carry it if you can't hold it, support it if you can't carry it, pull it if you can't hold it, walk side by side with you if you can't pull it, or stand where you are, no matter what, you will not be left alone."
Lin Yan 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 twenty years, she has made up all the missing parts in her life.
She and her are not only partners, but also comrades-in-arms who live and die together, partners who cooperate with each other tacitly, and relatives who will never leave. on her neck.
Song Yuhang was startled, hugged her back, patted the back of her head lightly, and comforted her.
"Okay, huh? Aren't you sleepy? Wash up and we'll go back to bed."
"Okay." Lin Yan replied sullenly, already tired, but under the hot air, he became more and more confused.
Song Yuhang cleaned off the body foam for her, wrapped her hair with a clean towel, and hugged her.
As soon as Lin Yan lightened up, he was put on the bed, and then the humming sound of the hair dryer rang out.
She dazedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Song Yuhang, where is my mechanical stick?"
Song Yuhang stopped the hair dryer and asked again to understand what she said.
"It's in the bottom drawer of the closet, why did you suddenly think of it?"
Before waiting for an answer, Song Yuhang took a closer look and saw that she was already asleep, so he laughed suddenly, tucked up the quilt for her, turned off the desk lamp, lay down too, and hugged her in his arms.
"Good night, Hanan."
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The next morning, Lin Xi was still awake. After returning to her 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, put something beside the bed, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he saw that the quilt was not covered properly, so he pulled up the corner of the quilt to tighten it.
Lin Xi fell into a deep sleep, only frowning in his dream.
Lin Yan looked at her face that was very similar to his own, couldn't help but patted her head, with a gentle smile on his lips, kissed her forehead, got up and left.
It wasn't until Lin Xi woke up at midnight that he realized that there was an extra brocade box on the bedside table.
She reached out to take it over and opened it, and a note fell out, Lin Xi picked it up and smoothed it:
Xiaoxi, this mechanical stick is called "Sentinel". It is a token of love given to me by your mother. It has gone through countless ups and downs with me and saved my life. Now I will give it to you. I hope You can also be a good policeman in the future.
The signature is Lin Yan.
The girl let out a disdainful "tss", but her eyes were red. She picked up the black mechanical stick from the box and stroked its cold metal outline. Brown stains.
Just holding it in my hand, it seems like a bloody wind is blowing towards my face, which shocked the girl.
Lin Xi gradually tightened the corners of her lips, and said silently in her heart: Yes, mother, I will be like you, looking up to the world, worthy of my heart, and be a good policeman with integrity and kindness.
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Time passed by so slowly. In a rare and leisurely afternoon, Lin Yan sat in the 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, there have been 24,890 casualties of public security police (including active police officers and soldiers) on duty across the country. Among them, 3,160 civilian police sacrificed on duty, and 21,730 were injured on duty, with an average of 526 sacrifices per year."
"Of the 21,730 people injured on the job over the years, more than 10,000 people were injured by violent attacks because they were fighting criminals, accounting for more than half of the total number."
"Among them, police station police, public security police, criminal police, and anti-drug police accounted for the top four in the number of deaths and injuries."
"In the list of national public security heroes who unfortunately died heroically, the oldest is 65 years old, and the youngest is only 19 years old."
"Of course, there are still some informants and undercover police officers whose names cannot be revealed that cannot be included in this list, so the actual total number of victims will only be more than the statistics."
"We live in this world. Nothing is born in vain. If you stand in the light, there will be shadows behind you. If you stand in the dark, there may be light in your heart. We must admit that some people may lose 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 defend justice to the death .”
"May the dead rest in peace, and the world is getting better and better."
Xie Lanzhou on March 3, 2030.
Lin Yan closed the book, and in just one afternoon, it was like having a big dream. Those days of guns and bullets in the past resurfaced before his eyes, so that the eye sockets were slightly wet, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Until a voice woke her up from the nightmare.
Song Yuhang stood in the courtyard and waved to her, bathed in the sun, behind her was a sunflower nursery.
The family's seven-seater SUV was parked at the entrance of the villa.
"Janyan, are you ready? We're going to catch a plane."
Lin Yan remembered that Song Yan and Lin Xi finished their college entrance examinations, and the family planned to go to Australia to play while they had time during the summer vacation.
Before she could speak, the two siblings also came down from upstairs carrying the suitcase.
Song Yan was carrying two boxes, staggering, complaining as he walked: "I'm dying, Mom, my sister stuffed her game console and boxing gloves into my box again, do you still care?"
Lin Xi kicked him from behind: "You big man, why don't you carry more things?"
"Hey, hey, pay attention to your wording. My birthday in the lunar calendar has passed the solar calendar, so I'm not considered an adult."
Lin Xi was about to strike, but seeing Lin Yan staring at them intently, he stopped what he was doing: "Mom?"
Song Yan also felt that something was wrong, and put down the suitcase in his hand: "Mom, what's the matter, I took your luggage down for you too."
Lin Yan got up and looked at them, with tears welling up in his eyes, and smiled softly: "It's okay, let's go."
Song Yuhang came in from the door, pulled the suitcase with one hand, put her shoulders with the other, and drove the two dead children out.
"Hurry up, you two are dawdling, you are about to board the plane."
"Obviously it was Song Yan who cleaned up for a long time. After walking away, he went back to apply his hairspray. It's so ugly."
"Ha, I'm ugly, why don't you say that you don't look up to the sky every day, and there is no boy in school who likes you, man!"
"Bah, sissy!"
"Holy shit!"
"Sissy!"
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Lin Yan couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and slapped each of them on the head: "Everyone, please be quiet!"
Song Yan clutched his head, feeling extremely wronged, and was about to get on the seat in front of him to seek justice from Song Yuhang.
Before he could open his mouth, Song Yuhang, who was driving, waved his hands again and again: "Don't hit me when you two quarrel."
She didn't want the fish in the pond to be affected by the fire at the city gate.
While Song Yan was stunned, she freed up one hand to gently pull the back of Lin Yan's hand and kissed it, her smile was brighter than the sunflowers outside the car window.
"My wife is right. The two of them are just too noisy. We won't take them with us next time we go on a trip together."
Song Yan and Lin Xishuang: Ugh, 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 rattan chair Lin Yan had just sat on was still there. The wind blew up the white window screens. .
"It is the human heart that releases the infinite light, and it is also the human heart that creates the boundless darkness. Light and darkness are intertwined and fighting. This is the world we are nostalgic for but helpless."
— Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
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More than a year after the article "Chief Female Forensic Doctor" was written, someone shared an experience on an anonymous forum.
Several fans of suspense mystery novels guessed the burial place of the female corpse that the forensic doctor was able to escape and used to confuse criminals, and rushed to the cemetery with the thing on a dark and stormy night. On the one hand, it was caused by curiosity, and on the other hand, it was because they wanted to dig out the ring worn by the police officer on the female corpse at that time, which was said to be priceless.
A few people were gearing up and eager to try. After a while, the complete coffin was dug out. When they opened the coffin excitedly, they were dumbfounded. The person who carried the coffin board fell to the ground, trembling and speechless.
A few daring ones leaned forward to take a look, and immediately lost their minds, and ran away without caring about picking up the guy.
There were no bones, female corpses, or rings in the coffin. There was only a bloody head with its eyes gouged out, looking at them eeriely.