Due to physical reasons, Song Yuhang's request to join the task force was not approved in the end.
What Zhao Junfeng meant was that he would credit her this time. The person sitting on the bed pursed his lips after listening for a while.
The hospital bed creaked for a while, Song Yuhang pulled out the needle and sat up, leaning his arms on the edge of the bed and trying to get off.
Zhao Junfeng turned around and held her down with a lunge: "You're injured just right, don't you die?!"
Song Yuhang raised his eyes, met the eyes of the old director, and climbed up against his hand: "I have no face to take this award. Lin Yan came out with me. There is no reason for me to be awarded and she should be punished. In terms of police rank, I am a leader, and it was my mistake to misjudge the situation so that I underestimated the enemy and did not apply for a gun to my superiors. If I had a gun, I might not have fallen into such a difficult situation.”
"Besides, the situation was critical at that time, how can we confirm that the gangster really lost the ability to resist, she did it for me... I am willing to take this responsibility."
She had just come out of the ICU, and was far from being able to walk around on the ground. Zhao Junfeng didn't dare to stop her, fearing that she would burst the wound after struggling, so he loosened his grip.
Song Yuhang propped himself up on the edge of the bed and stood up slowly, his face was pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
She gritted her teeth, her legs and feet were trembling, and slowly raised her right hand, her fingertips were trembling, but her voice was sonorous: "I am willing to accept the review with Lin Yan, please approve it!"
Zhao Junfeng twitched his lips, hating that iron can't be made into steel, these two people are so stubborn that they are carved out of the same mold!
He paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, glanced at her who was crumbling, and finally couldn't help but say: "Sit down! This is an order!"
Song Yuhang stood still, and even stood up straighter.
Zhao Junfeng was so angry that he pointed at her nose and scolded: "Lin Yan gave you some kind of ecstasy! You technical detectives came here one by one to intercede for her. What kind of director am I? I took off my black hat as soon as possible. Done it! Wouldn’t it be better to catch and release people according to your preferences?! Besides, there are so many pairs of eyes looking up and down, this is what I can do alone?!”
Above the director is the provincial party committee, as well as the supervision department of the public security organ.
He really didn't count on his own.
But Song Yuhang's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his hands were still raised straight, even though his face was pale, those eyes were as bright as stars.
"Report, Lin Yan didn't give me any... fascinated... ecstasy. I was lying in the hospital, and I didn't know about other people's pleadings. It's wishful thinking to interfere with judicial justice with personal affection! Zhao Ting is stern and selfless. He is my role model!"
Zhao Junfeng laughed angrily at her, and waved his wide-brimmed hat straight towards her head: "I..."
It was as if she had returned to the time when she was studying, and every time she made a mistake, she stood up straight and was scolded.
Zhao Junfeng knocked chestnuts one by one on the head one by one like a winter melon.
"Is it wrong?"
A group of people cried and said weakly, "Wrong."
Zhao Junfeng: "Speak up!"
Song Yuhang took the lead in shouting: "Report to the instructor, we know we are wrong!"
Looking at the head in front of her now, the girl has grown taller than him. After ten years of sharpening her sword, she has quickly grown into an outstanding criminal policeman, shouldering the important task of protecting her family and the country with one shoulder.
This hand can't beat it anymore.
Zhao Junfeng withdrew his hand resentfully, put the hat on his head, and straightened his tie: "Okay, don't flatter me, how did I teach you to eat inside and outside? There are naturally people who care behind him, and it's your turn to be here." Don’t worry about eating radishes! Let’s talk about healing your own injuries!”
After Song Yuhang heard this, he gently let go of his sore hand. She couldn't bear it any longer and sat down on the bed, clutching her chest, panting heavily, and looked up at him.
"Since this is the case, I have one last request."
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three days later.
Lin Yan was lying on the bed peeling a banana and eating it deliciously. The prison doctor had just stuck the needle on her when the iron door slammed open, and two prison guards came in with a bunch of shining keys in their hands and opened the handcuffs for her. up.
Lin Yan slightly raised his eyes: "Hey, what's the matter? The higher-ups have found out that they want to let me out?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw two young men in suits and leather shoes pushing Lin Youyuan in. Her complexion changed, and she stopped eating the banana, and threw it directly into the trash can.
A prison guard with a professional title followed Lin Youyuan, nodding and bowing his head: "Dr. Lin is recuperating here these days. He can't eat well and sleep well. He should go home early."
Lin Youyuan smiled, with a kind face, and actually took his hand to express his gratitude: "I am sorry for you, the leaders of the city bureau, and the provincial department. I will definitely come to the door to thank you in person some other day."
The Lin family was rich and powerful, and in order to avoid suspicion, no one served in the government department. Lin Yan was an exception, but going back three generations, they all had intertwined relationships with officialdom.
These officials have more or less been supported or favored by the Lin family. Who would dare to accept this thank you.
"Don't dare, you are too polite. The red headed document has been issued to prove Miss Lin's innocence. These days are really suffering."
Lin Yan looked at this political and business game calmly, his teeth were about to ache.
Lin Youyuan laughed enough, and kindly withdrew his hand, and finally planned to end the topic: "It should be, I have a few words with Lin Yan..."
The prison guard tactfully told the prison doctor to also back out: "Okay, please go ahead, just call us when you're done, and then you can go out after signing and completing the formalities."
Lin Youyuan nodded with a smile and watched him go away. The aristocratic demeanor was vividly reflected in him, but it only made Lin Yan want to vomit.
She didn't even want to look at this father.
Of course, Lin Youyuan didn't have anything to say to her. As soon as she left, she smiled and put it away, and went straight to the point: "I have someone write the resignation report for you, please sign it."
The young man next to Lin Youyuan handed over a piece of paper and a pen, Lin Yan glanced roughly, lacking interest.
"Which branch are you asking me to go to this time?"
Lin Youyuan rubbed the green finger on his thumb, and the father and daughter reached an impatient consensus on how to treat each other exactly the same.
"The CEO of Jingtai Group will succeed me in the future."
Jingtai Group is Lin's main business, so this official is not small.
The corner of Lin Yan's lips twitched, revealing a sarcastic smile: "No, no sign, get out."
Lin Youyuan smiled, as if he had expected such and such a long time ago.
He stopped rubbing his fingers without winking, and the two young men who followed him walked over to help Lin Yan out of bed.
No one could see how she moved. The infusion hose was dripping with water, and the needle was gone.
Lin Yan raised his neck slightly, his fingertips gleamed coldly, and his tone was casual with a trace of sharpness in his heart.
"Don't move. I'm a forensic doctor. I'm not sure if I can kill you in ten seconds, but I'm sure it's okay to kill myself."
There is a steel needle on the skin that can be broken by blowing bullets, and it may be pierced at any time.
The two young men looked at each other.
Lin Youyuan watched her performance quietly, and smiled: "You are courageous, as expected of my Lin Youyuan's daughter, you pierce, even if I carry the body today, I will carry you back and bury you in the ancestral grave of my Lin family. "
Lin Yan still had a wound on his shoulder, so he couldn't maintain this position for long.
She gasped slightly, her wrists began to tremble, and her blood was surging with excitement from his words.
The father and daughter looked at each other silently. After all, Lin Youyuan was a person who had experienced great storms. In front of him, Lin Yan's little cleverness was nothing to mention.
He didn't have to say anything at all, and he didn't even have to put on all kinds of indifferent smiles like Lin Yan to hide his true thoughts.
That indifferent look with a hint of disgust alone was enough to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Lin Yan's hands began to tremble, she could hardly hold the steel needle, and she began to swallow frequently.
It's a sign of nervousness and fear.
Lin Youyuan sat comfortably in the wheelchair. If it weren't for the iron bars on all sides, he could drink tea and read the newspaper here with a cup of hot tea.
Lin Yan's hand was trembling, but the tip of the needle went in two points, and the two bodyguards began to watch over him, ready to pounce on him at any time.
Lin Youyuan was still indifferent, he even rubbed his toes impatiently, as if urging Lin Yan: If you want to die, die quickly, don't waste time.
Lin Yan swallowed and understood his body language.
The corners of her lips curved, showing the first smile he showed after he came here.
"In this case, why give birth to me."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes slightly.
Lin Youyuan's pupils shrank, and it was too late to stop. The moment Lin Yan let go, a column of blood spurted out from the end of the needle, instantly staining the hospital gown red, and splashing on the ground.
Lin Youyuan's lips trembled, his masseter muscles moved, and the green wrench in his hand stopped rubbing.
He watched as Lin Yan fell on his back on the bed, she struck ruthlessly, piercing an artery, that tiny column of blood was like a shower head bubbling blood, and he couldn't hold it down.
And she fell on the bed with disheveled hair, but her eyes were still bright, staring at his direction, as if she wanted to let him remember: who caused her death today, and who forced it.
As if time and space overlapped, the woman from back then also fell in front of him like this, dead but unyielding.
Exactly the same face, exactly the same integrity.
His right hand began to tremble violently, as if he had Parkinson's swing.
Two bodyguards rushed forward to help him: "Boss Lin, Boss Lin!"
The last thing he saw before the world went dark was that he turned around and left suddenly while manipulating the wheelchair. Lin Yan knew that he had won.
For the first half of her life, she was mediocre and drifted with the crowd. Choosing the profession of forensic medicine was her first choice, and also the only and final choice.
She will not compromise again.
The result of the compromise is that she has lost Chu Nan forever.
She will fight for the pursuit of the truth all her life.
only…
She remembered that name, that person's face, and there was a trace of regret.
It's a pity that she and Song Yuhang haven't decided a winner yet.
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Song Yuhang often called the detention center during his recovery period, but every time he was no exception, he got a reply that "the case is still in the review stage and we do not accept inquiries from the outside world".
This is a case directly under the provincial department, and the superiors attach great importance to it, and she is powerless to intervene at her level.
For a month, Song Yuhang couldn't see Lin Yan, and couldn't hear about Lin Yan. This person seemed to have evaporated out of thin air.
She was distraught.
If it was true what Zhao Junfeng said, if the Lin family came forward to scoop up people, it would be impossible for them to remain silent until now.
The informant she arranged at the gate of the detention center did not see Lin Yan come out.
Which link went wrong
At Zhao Junfeng's level, it's not that he can't directly come forward to scoop up people, but he can't. All he can do is return the physical evidence to the owner.
Song Yuhang caressed this rusty mechanical stick, almost bewildered.
She had never missed its owner so much.
Is Lin tired
Is it hot in the detention center? Is she used to it
She is so picky, can she eat something
Did the guards get mad at her
Did the inmates bully her
Thinking of this, Song Yuhang bent his lips slightly and smiled, forget it, as long as she doesn't bully others.
It's just why the Lin family didn't come forward to release her on bail, or did they say something else
The more Song Yuhang thought about it, the more restless she became. The nurse knocked on the door and wanted to come in to change her dressing.
She stuffed the mechanical stick into the backpack on the bedside: "Come in."
"Officer Song, you are recovering well, and you should be able to leave the hospital after lying down for a few more days. This is the last bottle of liquid for today. Just ring the bell to call us when you're done transfusing, and call us anytime you need anything."
The little nurse gave her the needle, and helped her lean against the head of the bed, and clamped a thermometer under her armpit.
Song Yuhang was very cooperative, with a gentle smile on his face: "Thank you."
Seeing that the communicator on the little nurse kept flashing, she said, "Go and do your work. I'll call you when I'm ready."
It's rare to see such a good-looking, gentle and good-natured police officer.
The little nurse was flattered: "Okay, then I will go first, and I will come back in five minutes."
After all, he pushed the medicine cart and walked out.
When she returned to the ward five minutes later, the big ward was still dripping, the thermometer was on the table, and the bed was empty.
Wearing a mask and hat, Song Yuhang squeezed out of the crowded outpatient hall, ran to the hospital gate in three steps at a time, and stopped the taxi with his hand: "Binhai Provincial Detention Center."
It took five minutes to run from the fifth floor of the hospital to the gate, and her current physical condition was still too much for her.
The driver looked back at her with a pale face while driving: "Are you all right?"
Song Yuhang coughed twice, covered his chest and leaned on the back of the chair panting: "It's okay...cough... Please drive faster."
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The day Song Yuhang went to see her happened to be the seventh day of Lin Yan's hunger strike.
Not long after she woke up after attempting suicide, she was handcuffed again. This time, she was not afraid that she would run away, but that she would harm herself again.
Lin Youyuan's meaning is obvious: release on bail, yes, go home.
He no longer comes in person.
The next day after Lin Yan woke up, Lin Youyuan's personal butler came.
Lin Yan smashed the rice bowl in front of him and put the porcelain on his wrist: "Give me freedom or give me death."
The butler of the Lin family left.
Lin Yan started a hunger strike.
On the third day, Lin Ge's mother came. She was a lot of age through the iron gate, and she almost burst into tears looking at her skinny.
Lin couldn't bear this scene, so he simply covered his head under the quilt.
On the fourth day, Lin Ge came in person, and Lin Yan asked him to leave with only one sentence: "You can't do it if you want to persuade my brother."
On the fifth day, the head of the department came in person. Seeing Lin Yan, who was lying on the bed without food and relying on nutrient solution to survive, almost knelt down for her: "Grandma! You should have a bite!"
If this person really died in the detention center, what more would he want with his black gauze hat!
Lin Yan was wounded, gauze was wrapped around his neck, he lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, and he was dying.
When she heard this, all she could move was her hand, and she slowly touched the indwelling needle on the back of her hand.
The director retreated with a group of people as if stepping on a mine, and stopped to signal her to calm down: "Okay, okay, let's go, forensic doctor Lin, don't get excited, lie down, lie down and rest."
On the sixth day, she finally earned herself a moment of respite.
She just lay quietly in this dark cell, nestled on the wet and cold bed, and kept her eyes open for several days.
the seventh day.
The iron door rang again.
Lin Yan was so weak that he couldn't even lift his fingers.
She could barely move her eyeballs, and her eyes were still slack.
The prison guards called her name over and over again but couldn't regain her sanity.
"Quick, give me a shot in the arm!"
After a while of panic, she heard the sound of the medicine tray being overturned, and there was a tingling pain in her wrist. She finally regained consciousness and heard someone's name.
"Who... who wants to see me?" Her voice was hoarse and rough when she spoke.
"Squad Song of Jiangcheng City Bureau, Police Officer Song."
Lin Yan turned slightly to the side, buried her face in the pillow, and gritted her teeth: "No... let her go."
How could she let her see this ghostly look.
But is she ready to walk
very nice.
Song Yuhang was still carrying the backpack she had brought when she came here. Under the scorching sun, she stood outside sweating, waiting for the prison guards to come out and call her in, but what she was waiting for was the news that Lin Yan told her to leave.
Song Yuhang clenched his lower lip, his expression was not very good-looking, and he said uncomfortablely, "Did she really say that?"
"It's absolutely true." The little prison guard's lips were almost worn out: "There are many people who have come to visit Forensic Doctor Lin in the past few days, and she always said so."
The iron gates were tightly guarded, and armed police with live ammunition stood on all sides, so it was impossible for Song Yuhang to force his way in.
She took a few steps back, then turned her head again, with firm eyes: "Please tell Forensic Doctor Lin—"
"I'll wait for her."
On the way back, she hung up all the calls from her mobile phone looking for her news, and finally turned off the phone.
When she glimpsed a street of outdoor products from the corner of her eye, she yelled for the master to stop, threw some money on the seat, and got out of the car with her bag.
The boss looked at the bent mechanical stick, and then lightly tapped it with a small hammer. The paint came off, and he shook his head.
"It can't be repaired. It's not made in China. Not only is it a technical problem, but the aviation aluminum is expensive. If you have this money, it's better to replace it with a new one."
Changing another one would not be as unique as this one for Lin Yan.
Song Yuhang carefully held it with both hands and put it in the bag: "Thank you."
That afternoon, she dragged her sick body and ran all over the outdoor goods street, but she couldn't find the boss who was willing to repair the mechanical stick for her.