"Did you bring your mobile phone?" Halfway down the mountain, Song Yuhang suddenly remembered something and mentioned it when he was about to reach the agreed meeting place.
Lin Yan became alert, brushed off the hands that fell on her shoulders, and struggled to limp forward.
"Did not bring."
Song Yuhang didn't let her succeed, he didn't let go of his hands around her waist, and brought her back again, touched her from top to bottom with his right hand, went around his waist and took out the phone from the right trouser pocket.
Lin Yan's teeth were about to be crushed: "Song Yuhang!"
She snatched it with her hands, but the man took a step back lightly: "In order to prevent you from losing contact again, I think it's better for us to save each other's phone numbers."
I don't know who said it was unnecessary.
Lin Yan really wanted to ask her if your face hurts from the beating
But Song Yuhang didn't think too much about it, she didn't have a close relationship at the time, she just thought Lin Yan's arrogant and domineering personality was extremely annoying, but after a long time, she found that Lin Yan was quite cute occasionally, just like now that she knew she couldn't get it, she still came here The stubbornness of grabbing.
The two of them went through a few more tricks, and Lin Yan was stuck and panted heavily: "Who the hell wants to save your phone number, give it back to me!"
Looking at her face close at hand, the corners of her eyes were red with anger, and for some reason, Song Yuhang thought of making a joke. She raised her mobile phone above her head, with a smile on her lips.
"Get it yourself, it's yours."
"I..." Lin Yan was so excited by her that he jumped up without thinking, but he didn't expect a sharp pain in his ankle, and he fell down before he could take off from the ground.
Song Yuhang quickly helped her up, Lin Yan fell into her arms, and the two of them backed up a few steps and bumped into a tree to stop.
The leaves fell one after another, Lin Yan grabbed her shoulder, this time it was really painful, her little face was pale.
Song Yuhang brushed up a strand of her hair that fell to her ear: "Are you all right?"
Lin Yan looked up with an expression of resentment and a sense of grievance, the corners of his lips were drawn down, and he felt a little bit like crying and helplessness when he was bullied by a dog.
Song Yuhang looked at it and smiled, but before she could be proud for too long, the palm wind pierced the air, and she didn't want to hide, so she closed her eyes subconsciously.
The slap that was close at hand stopped again, Lin Yan bit her lip, looked at her bruised forehead and the scars on her face that were drawn by the branches, and couldn't slap her any longer.
Her eyelashes are long, but they are slightly messy due to not taking care of them, and they tremble slightly with her breathing.
Every time she swallowed, she would slightly purse the corners of her lips, and her Adam's apple would roll up and down.
The trapezius muscle looks good, and it makes the neck slender and strong.
The lip color is also lighter than hers, but it is full and looks very soft.
Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, her breathing was a little messy, she quickly withdrew her hand, got off her body, and walked forward without looking back: "Childish!"
Song Yuhang picked up the clothes that fell on the ground and raised his heels: "Hey - wait for me, you don't want your phone?"
Lin Yan yelled in the woods: "Get out! Don't want it anymore! There are so many old ladies!"
That being said, when they arrived at the meeting place, Song Yuhang still returned the phone to her. Lin Yan's phone was brand new, and the number was newly opened, and there was only her name in the address book.
Because of this small detail, the corner of the police officer's lips curled up slightly: "You can just press the "#" key when you come to me in the future."
Lin Yan rolled her eyes, and snatched the phone: "Whoever wants to look for you, I tell you, don't look for me, I don't have time to talk to you, I will delete it when I get back."
Song Yuhang didn't care, and said solemnly: "It's okay, I will remember."
The driver sitting in the front row quietly pulled down his sunglasses and watched them from the corner of his eye in the rearview mirror.
Lin Yan's forehead was throbbing with veins: "Song Yuhang, can your cleverness be used in other places?! Also, why do you want to ride in my car, get out of here!"
Song Yuhang blinked his eyes, a little innocent: "It's 2:30 in the morning, in the wilderness, I can't get a taxi—"
When Lin Yan was about to blurt out "I'll give you a taxi!"
She smiled again, showing her canine teeth, with a harmless face: "Friendly reminder, if you don't go to the police station, the police are already on their way."
The driver stepped on the accelerator and put it in gear to set off. Lin Yan struggled: "Did I let you drive?! Did I let you drive?! Throw her out of the car!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she was pushed back on the seat, and the seat belt was locked with a "snap", imprisoning her tightly.
Song Yuhang supported her seat belt with one hand, and smiled at the same time: "Sit well, don't stand up while driving."
If it weren't for the sound insulation treatment of the car glass, the sound of Lin Fayi's scolding could shake the resting birds on the branches.
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The car drove all the way back to the nursing home, passing the roaring police car at the foot of the mountain.
Song Yuhang heaved a sigh of relief, and counted the belongings of the two of them.
The extracted test materials are in.
Lin Yan's toolbox, here.
Fruit knife, here.
Her coat, here.
rope…
She thumped in her heart, it's over, the two of them didn't wear gloves when they came down, the friction between the skin and the fibers would definitely leave marks.
Lin Yanlan leaned on the back of the chair and glanced at her, with a mocking smile on his lips: "Do you think I will only arrange for one person to respond?"
Song Yuhang was taken aback. Although she was impulsive, she was indeed well-planned. First, the power outage paralyzed the entire factory area, and then she used a universal electronic cipher to crack the key of the airtight door lock. She arranged two waves of people to respond. It is brave and resourceful.
The only variable is yourself.
As if knowing what she was thinking, Lin Yan turned his head, looked at the white wall outside the nursing home and said, "However, without you, I really don't know how to get down from the third floor. Maybe it's already..."
"Miss, we're here." The driver stepped on the brakes and pulled over firmly to the side of the road.
Song Yuhang didn't know there was such a place in the provincial capital, a sanatorium hidden deep in the mountains, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with only a winding path in and out.
White walls and blue tiles, quaint corners are hidden behind towering green trees, and the iron gates require double verification of fingerprints and irises to open. Retro and modern are seamlessly combined here.
Several doctors in white coats ran out without armbands or badges. The leader was Lin Yan's housekeeper, who greeted them out of the car.
Her current condition was no longer suitable for walking on the ground, and the housekeeper helped her to sit gently in the wheelchair.
Song Yuhang also got out of the car and looked at her. She knew it was time to part. Her confinement period had expired and she had to report back to Jiangcheng tomorrow, while Lin Yan's body needed to rest for at least two or three months.
When I saw it, I was worried, but when I saw it, I somehow felt that the time passed so fast.
Her body temperature still remained in her arms, but that trace of fragrance was going to leave her after all.
At this moment, Song Yuhang looked at her back and felt a strong feeling of reluctance. She hoped that this night could be longer and longer.
The person who has always been forbearing did not disturb her, but quietly watched her go away, even though the turbulent waves were surging in his heart, he did not move.
Unexpectedly, the wheelchair stopped, Lin Yan turned around in the green mountains and forests, his brows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.
She said, "Since you're here, let's go in and have a checkup."
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The two-story house, though small, has all the five internal organs. As soon as you step in, you can smell the smell of disinfectant. Looking in through a few open doors, the medical facilities are no less than those of regular hospitals in big cities.
The corridor was quiet. Before Song Yuhang came, Lin Yan was the only patient in the whole hospital.
Lin Yan got off the machine, the film had already come out, his ankle was sprained, and the bone was almost cracked, and he needed to stay in bed to recuperate.
The doctor bandaged her with an elastic bandage according to the word "8". Lin Yan supported her on the hospital bed, her arms trembling slightly, her forehead was sweating from gritting her teeth, and she insisted on not groaning.
It was Song Yuhang's turn, her back was injured, and she had to take a film to see if her spine was damaged, but the normally generous person was a little squeamish.
"I... I don't need it."
Lin Yan looked up at her strangely: "Why don't you use it? Didn't you vomit blood?"
"That's bloody phlegm... Just cough it up, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I have been thrown."
"Why, you still hide your illness and avoid medical treatment." Lin Yan put on her clothes by herself, and was helped out of bed by the housekeeper.
Song Yuhang originally wanted to help her, but when someone helped her, he took it back, touched her nose, reluctantly took off her coat under the scrutiny of everyone, and when she was about to get on the machine, the doctor stopped her.
"Ma'am, no, the underwear you wear has steel rings, which will affect the machine's scanning results."
Song Yuhang blushed all of a sudden, she couldn't change clothes in front of so many people, especially when Lin Yan was still here.
"Just now Lin Yandu..."
The doctor wearing glasses ruthlessly adjusted the frame: "Miss hurts her feet, and you hurt her back."
Lin Yan looked at her sympathetically, and spread his hands, expressing that he had nothing to do: "This man, after entering the hospital, he is just meat lying on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered."
She limped to her side, looked at her reddened skin, immediately clicked her tongue, and looked her up and down: "Maybe I'm right, you are really—"
Before the word "chu'er" came out of his mouth, Song Yuhang looked over with vicious eyes: "Shut up and get out."
I don't know why, but Lin Yan is very happy to see her get angry: "Oh, don't let people talk about it, this person is quite old, not only has no sex life, but even changes clothes for inspection in front of people. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuhang grabbed her neck and pulled her over, head to head. It looked like two very close friends were whispering.
In fact, only Lin Yan knew what she was talking about in his ear with her scorching breath.
"What's wrong with Xiao'er, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running? It can still make you want to die."
After finishing speaking, he was pushed out of the door by someone, and just happened to be supported by the housekeeper.
Lin Yan watched her turn him away after teasing him, and was furious: "Fuck your mother Song Yuhang! I shouldn't have let you in!!!"
The butler who supported her smiled slightly, and was immediately caught: "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? What's so funny?!"
The butler helped her to the ward. He was in his fifties, and almost watched Lin Yan grow up. There are some things that others can't say that he can.
Lin Yan kept asking, and he answered honestly: "When Miss and Miss Song are together, they are much more lively."
This freshness is in various senses, not only the eyes, expressions, body movements, he can feel the anger or joy from the heart.
Lin Yan was very cautious when he was young, for fear that he would make a mistake and lose his life.
She already knew how to protect herself when she was six years old.
Lin Yan started to practice martial arts when she was a teenager, relying on her skills and family background to be domineering, she kept changing schools, and every time she was demerited for beating someone, she became a well-known "transfer student" in various schools in Jiangcheng City, until she met Chen Chunan.
From junior high school to high school, those six years should be her happiest days.
As an adult, Lin Yan puts on a mask of hypocrisy, dissoluteness, inhumanity, and acrimony. She is used to disguising herself with all kinds of fake smiles. There are very few things that can really make her angry, and few people who can really make her happy from the bottom of her heart.
But when Officer Song promised her to come in just now, he clearly saw a knowing smile on the young lady's face. Even when the two of them were quarreling and chatting, her face was full of undisguised laughter and cursing. Come alive.
This is very good, it makes people feel happy just looking at it, and it's been a long time since Miss's side has been so lively.
Lin Yan was taken aback, and touched his face depressedly: "Do I have it? I obviously don't—"
The butler slightly pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't dare to say again: You didn't, your emotions were written all over your face.
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While Song Yuhang was doing the physical examination, another autopsy was also being done in a small dark room in Jiangcheng City.
The man cut the person lying in front of him from head to toe with a knife, ripped open his stomach, blood gushed out and trickled down the mortuary bed, and after a while, he took out a bloody organ with his hands scrutinized.
He looked at the part of the human organ in his palm fascinatedly, his expression was almost ecstatic to the point of madness.
However, in just a moment, the blood turned cold.
The corners of the man's lips loosened slowly. He seemed to be still immersed in a beautiful dream and did not want to wake up. He carefully pulled the organ, held it as if it was a treasure, and put it in his arms, looking around for a way to pretend. Its tool, an inattentive, slippery thing fell and rolled around in the dust.
"Ah!" The man roared, and wanted to pick it up but found that it was already dirty and completely cold.
Those eyes turned blood red.
There was a "bang bang bang" knocking on the door, which was particularly creepy in this quiet rainy night.
When the woman broke in, she happened to see him raising his knife high and slashing towards the mortuary bed, saying plausibly: "Useless thing, die, die, die."
This scene was full of blood and flesh, and a piece of sticky internal organs fell right at her feet. The woman screamed and fell to the ground.
The man turned around holding the knife, with a sinister smile on his lips: "You came just in time."
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While Song Yuhang was doing the examination, he looked at the furnishings in the room. Compared to a modern hospital, she felt that this place was more like a battlefield hospital similar to a secret base.
Not to mention the heavy security when entering the door, even the doors and windows are bulletproof, she wondered in her heart: "What kind of place is this?"
Why is it not marked on the map.
The scrupulous doctor turned off the machine and wrote the inspection report: "The patient's health is fine, except for soft tissue contusion and subcutaneous congestion. The gash on the right hand is not a big problem. It is recommended to debride the wound and suture and stop the bleeding. Turn."
At the same time as he finished speaking, he handed her a list, which also didn't have any signs, only the doctor's flamboyant words.
Song Yuhang knew that without Lin Yan's consent, the people here would probably not answer any of her questions.
She put on her coat and walked out with the list, just as Lin Yan's housekeeper came over after sending her back to the ward.
"Miss Song, are you going to the debridement room? This way, please." The housekeeper deliberately stopped to guide her.
Song Yuhang took a look at the old man's silver-streaked hair, she had seen him on that rainy night in Lin's villa.
The butler smiled slightly, as if he knew what she was thinking: "I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Lin. I grew up with Miss and watched her grow up. You can call me Steward Lin."
"This is Secret Base No. 03, Miss's private sanatorium, and I am very happy to welcome its first guest."
Song Yuhang was stunned, and focused on the word "private", while the butler led her to continue walking. He couldn't say too much about the internal strife in the Lin family, but just repeated it again.
"Yes, private."
This also means that it is Lin Yan's private property, and he does not associate with the Lin family and does not inherit his father's shadow.
She was guarding against Lin Youyuan and other people who had ill intentions for her.
She is only thirty-two years old. The security, personnel, and buildings of this base have already taken shape. How many years ago did she start doing this? This is only number 03. Are there any 04, 05, 06... or even more.
What kind of insecurity caused her to become what she is today.
Thinking that every time she appeared beside Lin Yan, as long as she didn't approach Lin Yan head-on, Lin Yan's attack must be a killer move, Song Yuhang felt more and more uncomfortable.
For the past thirty-two years, she must have had a hard time.
Soon after arriving at the debridement room, Song Yuhang bowed slightly to the butler, and walked in by himself with the list: "Thank you."
There was nothing to say that night, Lin Yan slept very deeply. She has always suffered from insomnia, so she added sleep aids to the medicine, and due to injuries, her body would always be extra tired.
When she woke up, Song Yuhang had already left. What she didn't know was that she had visited her before she left.
The tall and handsome police officer was bathed in the early morning sunlight, carefully leaning on the glass through a door, looking at his comrades and colleagues who were quietly sleeping on the bed, and said from the bottom of his heart: Lin Yan, goodbye, I will wait for you to come back.