"Hey, Sister Lin, why don't you leave at this late hour?" A colleague asked her as she was about to get off work.
Lin Yan turned on the lamp on the table, and put the cleaned lunch box aside.
"Well, I'm not done yet."
"Then sister Lin, let's go first, goodbye."
Lin Yan nodded slightly, as a greeting.
After all the people in the office cleared up, Lin Yan opened the drawer, took out a yellowed file, and gently brushed the dust off it.
Turning to the first page, she gradually clenched her teeth as her fingertips brushed over the line of small words.
Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.
Forensic autopsy report.
Jiang Gong Fa Shi Jian Zi (1994) No. 23.
What followed was a long list of case summaries and a detailed autopsy. She obviously couldn't read a single word, but she forced herself to digest it word by word, so that her eyes were bloodshot, and she clenched her teeth with the tip of her tongue. There was a bloody smell.
—On June 18, 1994, when a cleaner in our city was working normally at the Fenyang Wharf, he dug through a trash can and found a bag of unknown meat, which was identified as human tissue by forensic medicine.
As her eyes moved down, Lin Yan seemed to have returned to that summer. The weather was so hot, 40° high, and the sun was shining. Standing outside the funeral parlor, she felt her hands and feet were cold for no reason.
What the criminal investigators had said to her appeared before her eyes in black and white.
—The tissue was incomplete, lacking head, torso, bones, etc. DNA identification confirmed that the deceased was Chen Chunan, a third-year student at No. 1 Middle School in Jiangcheng City.
These three words hurt her eyes deeply, Lin Yan clenched her right hand into a fist, panting violently while propping herself up on the table as if she was on the verge of drowning.
She seemed to want to crumble, crush, and throw this piece of paper, but she had to read every word carefully. While chewing up the hatred in her heart, her eyes became hot, and she almost couldn't control it. Water stains fell on it.
She covered her lips with her hand, and let out a suppressed cry in the empty room.
After a few short deep breaths, she raised her head to force back the tears, her nails dug into her flesh to force herself to calm down, but her body was still trembling violently, her heart felt like a knife, and the suffocation almost made her breathless.
Time was running out, she had to put the file back quickly, Lin Yan hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the chewing gum bottle, poured out a few, didn't count how many, stuffed them into her mouth, and drank the morning cold water on the table And do.
She closed her eyes, breathed calmly, and after adjusting her mood, she continued to turn back, wanting to see the photos taken during the autopsy, but she flipped through several pages one after another, but there was nothing there.
She turned the file bag upside down, and a few thin sheets of paper fell out, but there were still no photos.
This is impossible!
We must know that under the current law, autopsies must be carried out together with criminal photography and videography, and the photos taken will also be sealed together with the files.
When the case file is filed, the chief prosecutor’s forensic doctor signs for confirmation, the chief forensic doctor signs for confirmation, and the person in charge of criminal investigation signs for confirmation.
As long as there is a mistake in one link, not only will the civet cat not be able to replace the prince, but it will also be a big crime for losing the black hat!
Who exactly? who is it!
Gritting her teeth, Lin Yan turned directly to the end of the case file, looking for the name of the chief prosecutor who was in charge of the autopsy.
Li Bin.
She quickly took out her mobile phone to take a picture of this page, then organized the file and restored it to its original state, stuffed it into the wide inner pocket of her white coat, got up and walked to the archives room.
"Yo, not bad, when I went to the bathroom, you all cleaned up so much."
Song Yuhang didn't even raise his head: "I thought you couldn't pee anymore."
"Tsk, I'm that kind of person. For the sake of Team Song's meal, I will reluctantly accompany you to work overtime." Lin Yan said, leaning down slightly, and picked up the stack of files in front of her. .
"It's all sorted out, I'll put it back first, otherwise there will be no place to sit."
Song Yuhang looked up at her, with the same expression: "Okay, I was so busy taking it out that I forgot to put it back."
Lin Yan turned and left, Song Yuhang looked at her back thoughtfully.
That night was the first time Lin Yan took the initiative to work overtime so late.
She rubbed her eyes and flipped through the file, transcribed the points that needed to be noted down on paper, and handed it to Zheng Chengrui for sorting out.
The same goes for everyone else.
This kind of work was boring and tedious, even Song Yuhang couldn't help yawning several times.
Duan Cheng ran out to the grocery store and bought a big bag of canned coffee for them. He sat there copying the coffee and pecking at the rice bit by bit with his head. Finally, he fell on the table and couldn't get up again.
Everything was quiet outside the window, and there was not even the sound of insects in the autumn night. The entire city's Public Security Bureau was plunged into darkness, and only this side of the world was still lit.
Zheng Chengrui stared at the computer until his eyes were red. Fang Xin got up and went to the toilet several times, and the coffee in the plastic bag gradually emptied.
She and Song Yuhang held the last can at the same time.
Lin Yan was startled, and instinctively withdrew his hand, but the other party pushed him over again, and even opened the can ring for her.
"Give."
She looked over, but the man lowered his head and focused on the file in his hand.
Lin Yan took a sip, put it down and continued working.
Outside the window, the moon is gradually sinking to the west, and the east is showing a white belly. Even though there was coffee to refresh her, she still couldn't hold on, and unknowingly lay down on the table, letting her thoughts drift back to the summer of 1994.
Song Yuhang got up and was about to put the last stack of files back on the shelf. After walking two steps, seeing that she was in a deep sleep, he fell back and took off his coat and put it lightly on her body.
She walked in along the year, sorted the files in her hand, and she didn't know where her thoughts went wrong. Looking at the dark place in front of her that hadn't turned on the lights, she suddenly felt shivering.
Song Yuhang pursed his lips and continued to walk in until he stopped in front of the 1994 label.
Fingertips brushed these yellowed files, inevitably some dust, until—
She dug out a case file from it, the sealed threads were still there, and it was well preserved, but it was much cleaner than the dusty files next to it.
Song Yuhang bypassed the thread.
"Chunan!" A woman's terrified voice came from the reading room outside.
Song Yuhang put down the file and ran out.
Lin Yan was lying on the table trembling all over, eyes closed, face pale, sweaty hair sticking tightly to his forehead.
Song Yuhang put his hand on her shoulder: "Lin Yan? Wake up—"
Lin Yan woke up suddenly, and tried to grab her wrist with all his strength, and only gradually found the focus when he met those light brown eyes.
Song Yuhang let go, and there was a trace of concern in his eyes: "Did you have a nightmare?"
Lin Yan helped himself slowly: "No—they're all gone?"
"Well, it's almost finished. We will have a meeting tomorrow morning and let them all go back."
Song Yuhang went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water for her: "Are you uncomfortable? His face is ugly."
Lin Yan was holding the warm paper cup, with her clothes on her shoulders, still warm.
She seemed to have just come out of that dream completely, and smiled reluctantly: "No, then I will go back too."
"Okay, then I'll see you off." Song Yuhang followed her out.
"No, I'll ask Uncle Lin to pick me up." Lin Yan stopped at the gate of the city bureau, refused her attention, and looked at her with meaningful eyes.
Whenever she looks at her like this, Song Yuhang will always think of the countless moments of exchanging eyes.
Lin Yan, who had seen countless people, couldn't hide her unspeakable little thoughts. Looking directly at her, she turned sideways and took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, took out one and lit it.
"You haven't smoked so often before."
Lin Yan glanced at the cigarette case: "Hey, it's still Zhonghua, why don't you smoke women's cigarettes."
Song Yuhang smiled, and waited for the car with her: "It's too light, and I can't lift my spirits. Why, Forensic Doctor Lin will also care about whether I smoke or not."
The temptation you come and go.
Lin Yan saw the tricks: "Occupational habits, a person's DNA can be detected from cigarette butts, and the DNA sequence determines a person's aging, disease and death time."
"There are also theoretical studies that say that DNA will determine whether you like this person at first sight."
Lin Yan sneered: "It's illusory, the first love probably can only stay in the primitive sexual impulse."
A car in the distance broke through the fog with its headlights on. Song Yuhang snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand: "Your car has arrived."
Lin Yan returned the coat she was wearing over her shoulders, and when she was about to leave, Song Yuhang asked her one last question.
"Who is Chu Nan?"
Lin Yan's face at the bottom of the steps changed like a taboo. In just one minute, the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the world have gone through a cycle of reincarnation on her body.
Needless to say, Song Yuhang already knew the answer.
She took a step back and waved her goodbye politely: "See you tomorrow."
Lin Yan didn't say a word, and sat in the car, the street lights slowly streamed through his eyes, and Song Yuhang's face gradually disappeared.
The last thing she saw in the rearview mirror was that she squatted on the street corner and lit a cigarette again.
Back home, Lin Yan walked out after taking a shower, brushing his hair, took out another mobile phone from the drawer of the study, and dialed: "Hello? Help me find someone, called Li Bin, who lived in Beijing 14 years ago. The Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau is the Chief Prosecutor’s Doctor.”
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"In the past year in our city, a total of 2,752 adolescents and children died of suicide. Their age distribution was between 11 and 18 years old, and most of them were women. Family factors, study pressure, teachers and students were excluded. There are still more than 1,000 suicide cases where the cause of suicide cannot be found.”
Wearing a police uniform, Song Yuhang stood in front of the big screen and talked eloquently: "So we used statistical data to summarize the common points of these suicide cases."
"One, most of the deceased were introverted and not sociable."
"Second, the family background is complicated, and they have more or less suffered long-term bullying or exclusion from their peers around them."
"Three..." She raised her head and paused slightly: "They all left their last words at the suicide scene."
The people below whispered, Zhang Jinhai picked up the teacup and took a sip, frowning into a "Chuan".
"Fourth, there were no witnesses at the time of the suicide, and no biological evidence was left at the scene other than the deceased."
If the first two points are based on personality analysis based on statistical big data, the latter two points are indeed suspicious.
However, Song Yuhang continued.
"Fifth, when looking through these case files, the words that appeared the most were "ocean", "white whale" and "liberation", and the repetition rate was almost as high as 75%."
Song Yuhang clicked on the ppt, enlarged the chart on the screen, and the whole line was red.
This was made by Zheng Chengrui staying up all night. The two looked at each other, and Song Yuhang nodded slightly to express his gratitude.
"In addition, it is worth noting that during the investigation of the "He Miao" case, related patterns were also found in her workbooks, and the same pictures also appeared in this case."
Song Yuhang pressed the electric pen, and two almost identical pictures appeared on the big screen.
"Not to mention whether it's a coincidence or not, such a high frequency, high suicide rate, and most of the deaths are young people should really arouse our attention."
Someone below raised his hand: "Captain Song, don't you want to say that so many cases were handled by one person? This is impossible. Today's criminal investigation technology can already do it. As long as you have appeared at the scene of the crime, you will definitely Leaving clues, if there is such a person who can kill so many people without anyone noticing, the police will not find him."
Lin Yan propped his chin and sneered softly: "Have you ever heard of psychological induction? You don't need to show up at the scene, you can kill people invisible."
There was a whisper at the bottom, and the police officer who just asked the question choked. Lin Yan continued: "Psychologist Pavlov believes that suggestion is the simplest and most typical conditioned reflex of human beings. In our daily life, we receive all the time. There are hints from the outside world or yourself, ranging from leaflet advertisements distributed on the street, to when you wake up early in the morning and see yourself in the mirror with a bad face, you will ask quietly in your heart, did you not sleep well last night? What happened next? A series of conjectures about whether you are sick are a kind of psychological suggestion."
"Psychological suggestion can be divided into strong and weak points, and the effect of psychological suggestion can't be controlled by people's will. For example, some people go to the hospital for a checkup and find out that they have cancer because of their bad complexion. They imply success, all hope is lost, and they die. Some people are positive. , exercise, exercise more, there is nothing wrong with it."
"In principle, this effect cannot be controlled by human consciousness, but if someone artificially creates a certain situation."
Song Yuhang looked at her, who was wearing the same police uniform, standing among the crowd and talking freely. She looked radiant because of her confidence, and a smile could not help showing on the corners of her lips.
"For example, if the teacher said that you did poorly in the test this time, it was not as good as the last time, will you look back and think whether you are really stupid, and if things go on like this, even if you are really not stupid, your subconscious Li will also feel that he is not smart enough or good enough, which is a deep psychological suggestion, we call it psychological induction.”
After such a long series of words, Lin Yan's mouth became parched, and he picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip, wiping the corners of his lips.
"When I was abroad, I took over a case of death identification like this. The murderer was a psychiatrist who instigated the murder and ordered his patients to follow his steps, starting from the most basic step of not blinking in the mirror until he saw the strangeness. , to the final cruelty to animals and arson, and step by step cultivated a normal person into a perverted killer, and killed his wife with his own hands."
"We must pay attention to this case. Otherwise, if things go on like this, more and more people will die. Who knows if the next one will be the child of everyone here?"
Lin Yan made a final decision, his voice was soft but resounding, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, the crowd became commotion, and the pot exploded with a buzzing sound.
Duan Cheng rubbed the goosebumps on his arm: "This... this, this, this... What Doctor Lin said made me panic. Do you dare to listen to others from now on?"
Fang Xin gave him a blank look: "You? You are an old fried dough stick, and you are afraid that others will say you. A dead pig is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and oil and salt are not allowed to enter."
Zheng Chengrui couldn't hold it back, burst out laughing, raised his eyes and saw the meeting room door was pushed open, and immediately got serious: "Sit down, sit down, Bureau Feng is here."
Song Yuhang on the stage waited for Lin Yan to sit down. She was so engrossed in the case that she didn't realize that Ju Feng was already standing at the door, and continued.
"Moreover, we have not only compiled the statistics of suicide cases in the past year, but also the statistics of the past five years. You can take a look at them."
Song Yuhang pointed with an electric pen: "There is a significant upward trend in a columnar shape, and the time interval between incidents is getting shorter and shorter. From a total of dozens of cases in a year to a few in one month, they are all related to this pattern. We have reason to believe that such a huge There is one or some shady organizations operating behind the juvenile suicides, and their purpose is unknown to us, but young people are the future of the motherland, and any criminal force that persecutes young people will be killed in the cradle."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a burst of applause at the door: "Well said!"
Everyone stood up one after another: "Ju Feng, Ju Feng..."
Feng Jianguo waved his hand, motioning for them to sit down, and walked to the front of the stage, Song Yuhang put down the electric pen in his hand, and stepped back.
"Now I announce that with the approval of the higher authorities, the "9.27 Fan Lin case" and "6.1 He Miao case" will be re-investigated and a special case team will be established. All departments of the Public Security Bureau are going all out to cooperate with the task force to solve the case.”
Feng Jianguo called out the names of the two people loudly: "Song Yuhang, Zhang Jinhai!"
"Here!" The two stood up at the same time, putting their hands on the seams of their trousers and standing straight.
"The time limit given by the superior to solve the case is only one month. If the case cannot be solved, come and see me in advance. Do you have confidence?!"
"Yes, I promise to complete the task!!" Song Yuhang raised his hands to his temples, his eyes were full of determination from beginning to end.
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We'll have lunch after we're done.
The person who never eats in the cafeteria dawdles over to Song Yuhang with his dinner plate, and pushes Duan Cheng away.
"Hey—Sister Lin, I came first—"
Lin Yan gritted his teeth with a smile: "I, sit down."
"Don't you not eat the cafeteria?" Duan Cheng was puzzled, and Fang Xin dragged him away.
"Let's go, let's sit over there."
"Why, I just took a good position."
Fang Xin: "Old Zheng bought a big chicken leg and is waiting for us..."
Before the words finished, Duan Cheng grabbed her by the sleeve: "Okay, okay, let's go, where is he sitting?"
Song Yuhang turned a blind eye to everything that happened, until a fragrant wind hit her, and she hid aside.
"Participating in the task force is free of discussion. It's a rule not to go to the front line for technical investigation. Stay honest in the city bureau."
Song Yuhang's words blocked all her escape routes, Lin Yan gritted his teeth and gave her the braised pork in the bowl.
"It doesn't matter if Captain Song is accommodating, right?"
Song Yuhang watched her pour braised pork into his bowl as if she didn't want money or life, and was very sad.
"Enough, I don't eat, I really don't eat fat!!!"
Lin Yan's movements froze, and she held another duck rack with chopsticks for her: "Then eat a duck rack, eat a duck rack, they are all skinny."
Seeing the rice bowl as high as a hill in front of him, Song Yuhang was desperate, and moved aside: "I don't want to eat, I really don't want to eat."
Lin Yan pushed the plate and moved it: "Eat, these are for you."
She blinked, showing a somewhat innocent and harmless expression.
I believed in your evil.
If she hadn't seen Lin Yanruijue's side, she would have believed it.
Can she not fight or hide
Song Yuhang moved the plate further in, but Lin Yan pressed on every step of the way.
Half the people in the cafeteria turned their heads to look at them.
The half-chewed noodles fell out of Duan Cheng's mouth, and he sucked them in: "What... what are you doing?"
Zheng Chengrui adjusted his glasses and said concluding words: "The cat catches the mouse."
Fang Xin added the next sentence: "There is no escape."
"What about horizontal batch?"
Lin Yan dropped his chopsticks and said to everyone in the cafeteria, "Eat your meal!"
The three lowered their heads tacitly.
Song Yuhang was squeezed into the corner and couldn't bear it anymore, especially since she only wore the standard shirt inside most of the time in the police uniform, and the buttons were not fastened properly, revealing a little graceful scenery.
The softness rests on her arm.
Almost unavoidably, she thought of the touch of the skin-to-skin contact several times, and while she was shameful, she was reminiscing about it, so that her ears turned red, and she shouted at her in a low voice: "Sit over!"
Lin Yan reluctantly hugged her arm, immobilizing her right hand: "No, if you don't let me join the task force, I will stick to you every day."
She deliberately bit down on the word "every day".
Song Yuhang's scalp felt numb for a while, and it was impossible to be rough on her in public, so he held back his anger and said, "Let go first."
Seeing her angry, Lin Yan knew there was something going on, and with such a teasing thought, he glanced at her.
"I won't let you go. If I let you go, you will run away, Song Yuhang, Police Officer Song, Captain Song~" She purposely called out to her with a drawn-out voice, affectionately: "Is there anything about me that dissatisfies you?"
I don't know who had a bad throat and coughed. Suddenly, everyone in the cafeteria had a bad throat, and the coughing sounded one after another.
Song Yuhang only felt that the veins on her forehead were twitching violently, and she was challenging her own endurance limit.
in various senses.
The two of them were close, the scent of her perfume lingered around her, and the words were close at hand, the red lips opened and closed in front of her eyes, and the eyes were full of ambiguity and pleading.
Lin Yan was sensitively aware of her dodging and retreating and the stiffness of her body.
She was so good at using others, including herself, that she almost put half of her body on top of her, leaning against her ear and exhaling like blue: "Officer Song, please."
As usual, the first time she molested Song Yuhang in the file room, her reaction was so violent that she threw her off.
Lin Yan even laughed at her: "I don't understand style."
Today's Song Yuhang and her have a deep personal relationship, and they know each other's personalities very well.
Lin Yan thought that she would throw herself away in a fit of rage, and then agree to the matter while scolding her.
Song Yuhang smiled.
It was so unexpected.
Lin Yan raised her eyebrows, and saw her coming over, and lowered her voice in a corner where others could not see.
"Yes, yes, but I have a request."
Lin Yan lowered his eyes, and saw that she was holding his hand tightly, not letting himself struggle.
Lin Yan struggled a bit, but did not break free, and gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"
"Didn't you take the initiative to send it to your door?" Song Yuhang grabbed her hand, pulled her to his side, followed the same pattern as two close friends wrapped her arms around her shoulders, and slid down her shoulders.
The tone is soft and soft, but the voice is a little hoarse.
"What do you say?"
As soon as these three words came out, Lin Yan wanted to slap her, his face flushed with anxiety and anger, and his lips moved up and down.
She has fair skin, and the corners of her eyes tend to turn red when she is in a hurry, and she looks so unspeakably eager to refuse and welcome.
Song Yuhang was stunned, the heart was tickled by the hooked eyes, she hadn't had time to feel it for too long. Lin Yan threw away his chopsticks and pulled her hand away, turned around and left without delay, obviously really angry.
She was joking, and she was serious.
Song Yuhang raised his forehead, there was nothing he could do with this aunt: "Come back, I'm sure, you can go, but you have to follow me and don't act privately."
Lin Yan paused, didn't turn around, was still angry, and didn't look at her, the corners of her lips were pursed.
Song Yuhang had no choice but to put down his chopsticks and pull the person back. He sat down beside him, and put the meat in his bowl back to her.
"If it is found out that there is really a mastermind behind the scenes, this person must be thoughtful and extremely difficult to deal with, so it is for your own good not to let you go."
Lin Yan smiled mockingly, and watched her take all the lean meat to herself: "I have the ability to protect myself, so don't worry about it."
Song Yuhang put away his chopsticks: "Okay, let's go, I take back what I just said."
Lin Yan almost pounced on her and scratched her twice, gnashing his teeth: "Song Yuhang, you can't finish!"
Are you addicted to teasing her? !
When I saw her go crazy, I thought it was a big tiger before, but now it is at best a kitten with its teeth and claws.
Song Yuhang figured out her character clearly, and it's time to go along with it: "I'm not joking with you, I'm really worried about you, you can go, but I have—"
Lin Yan stared at her, as long as she dared to say that sentence, she was ready to put all the dishes on her face, and then cursed: "Shameless!"
Song Yuhang blinked, a little innocent: "There are three rules."
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't bother to talk to her: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and fart quickly if you have something to say."
"One, don't leave my sight."
Lin Yan nodded lazily: "Okay, yes."
"Second, don't lose your temper."
Lin Yan frowned: "Oh?"
"For example, I'm tired and can't walk anymore. We are going out to handle cases, not travel."
Lin Yanhen gritted his teeth: "You really understand me, what about the last one?"
Song Yuhang thought for a while: "I haven't thought about it yet, let's talk about it later."
Lin Yan wanted to say something else, but she had buried her head in the rice and stopped her words with her hand.
"Eat, we are running out of time, you have wasted fifteen minutes of me."
Lin Yan turned around, and almost everyone in the cafeteria had left.
She was a little surprised: "When the case is over, I'll treat you to—"
Before she finished speaking, Song Yuhang brought a piece of spicy chicken diced: "Try it, although it's not as delicate as your home's, it's absolutely clean, hygienic and authentic."
Lin Yan dubiously picked up the letter and put it in his mouth.
Song Yuhang smiled contentedly as he saw the words "satisfaction" emanating from every pore on her face.
"Is it tasty?"
"It's... not bad."
"Then eat quickly."
"it is good."