In the open space, a satellite phone has been set up.
Zheng Chengrui fiddled for a while, and came over to call her: "Captain Song, it's done."
Song Yuhang ran out of the house, picked up the walkie-talkie and pulled out the antenna, and made a call directly to the training room of Jiangcheng City Bureau.
Zheng Chengrui tapped on the computer to make real-time communication records.
The blue dots on the big screen in the training room flickered, and Zhang Jinhai was pacing back and forth, when the operator called out: "Team Zhang, Team Song, they have news."
Zhang Jinhai rushed over in one stride: "Team Song, you have been out of contact for a day and a night. If there is no news, we will send a rescue team to search the mountain."
Song Yuhang smiled, but his expression was serious: "There was an accident, and I was trapped in the mountains. It happened to be heavy rain, and all the electronic devices I carried with me were flooded and malfunctioned. I just repaired them today."
Not much gossip, she cut directly to the topic: "How about the arrest operation in Beidou Industrial Park?"
Zhang Jinhai rubbed between his eyebrows: "It failed."
Song Yuhang thought to himself, it really is so.
"It doesn't matter, if he can be caught so easily, then he is not 'Moby Dick'..."
Zhang Jinhai was startled, but her tone was sharper than ever before.
"Captain Zhang, we've been tricked for so long, it's time to close the net."
"You mean..." His brain still couldn't keep up with her rhythm for the time being.
Song Yuhang continued: "We got some clues here. When Yu Xinye was in Xiaohe Village, she had a de facto marriage. The woman's name was Wei Fengzhen, who gave birth to a daughter for Yu. After the mine accident, his wife and daughter I don't know where to go, I suspect that she has already changed her name and left Qing'an County."
"Go and check Jiangbei Weaving Factory to see if anyone has sent quilts to the post office in Wuli Town recently. This place is remote, so it should be easy to find. Find that person and bring them back for interrogation."
"Also, check Li Hai and Li Yang. If I don't expect it, one of them must be the murderer."
Not long after the call was hung up, several police cars drove out of the Jiangcheng City Bureau and rushed to their destination at lightning speed.
Song Yuhang was also preparing to go down the mountain. Lin Yan packed his things in the house, put the mechanical stick into the bag, felt the inside of the backpack with his hand, and took out a card reader the size of a thumb.
Song Yuhang came in and knocked on the door: "Lin Yan, are you ready?"
She hesitated for a moment, then handed her the card reader: "Here."
Song Yuhang wondered: "What is this?"
Lin Yan put the bag on his shoulders: "Incriminating evidence."
Song Yuhang's pupils shrank: "You..."
Lin Yan smiled wryly: "I went earlier than you that day. I installed a miniature camera in Li Bin's room. I originally wanted to monitor him and record his notes, but accidentally filmed myself talking to Li Bin..."
She paused for a moment before saying, "During the violence, I blame myself for being too blind and confident, and failed to protect him well."
Song Yuhang held the thin memory card, his expression difficult to distinguish: "You can obviously destroy it as if nothing happened, why not..."
Lin Yan shook his head: "One person does things and one person is responsible. There is no reason for me to drag you into the water when I do something wrong. Someone must be responsible for Li Bin's death. This person should not be you."
Song Yuhang held the card reader as if he was holding a piece of hot potato, neither holding nor putting it down.
Lin Yan stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder lightly, with a light smile on his lips.
"Anyway, I've already given you the evidence, so it's up to you to deal with it."
Song Yuhang turned around: "Is it possible to take a picture of the murderer's face?"
Lin Yan paused, and the smile froze on his face: "I don't know, I haven't had time to watch it yet."
Song Yuhang carefully put the card reader into the pocket of his jacket, buttoned it up, and then looked up at her.
"This is the murderer's evidence, not yours, Lin Yan, I believe you."
Lin Yan was startled, without saying a word, pushed open the door, and strode out.
Song Yuhang also raised his heels.
When the old lady heard that they were leaving, she dug another large bag of sweet potatoes from the back mountain, dragged them and stuffed them into Lin Yan's hands.
Lin Yan declined: "No, you can keep it for yourself..."
The old grandma was in a hurry, her eyes were slightly red, and she spoke plausibly.
Song Yuhang walked over and picked up the bag of sweet potatoes, carried it on his shoulder, and comforted the old man.
Lin Yan glanced at her, and said coolly: "Three major disciplines, eight precautions, don't take a needle from the masses, Officer Song."
Song Yuhang took out the only 200 yuan left in his pocket to the grandmother: "I'm not taking it, I'm buying it."
Lin Yan rolled his eyes and walked away.
Song Yuhang, carrying a snakeskin bag on his back, also waved at the grandmother, turned and left.
When they walked out of the bamboo forest and looked back, the old lady was still standing on tiptoe in front of the house and waving at them.
Lin Yan was stabbed hard by this scene, turned her head and left, Song Yuhang followed her, and the two fell behind.
"I don't know when we will see you next time, why don't you go say hello?"
Lin Yan brushed aside the branches that brushed his face, and jumped off the slope: "It's not necessary, it's just a chance encounter anyway."
Song Yuhang dragged the big bag of sweet potatoes downhill, and it was still a bit difficult. He moved step by step while holding on to the tree, and he was a little out of breath.
"It is precisely because of the accidental meeting that it becomes more and more precious."
Lin Yan walked in front, paused, and didn't look back: "The real precious thing is not meeting."
"what is that?"
"Reunion."
How many people can only meet once in this life.
The stars rotate, the seasons reciprocate, and day and night alternate. This earth has 510 million square kilometers, and China alone has a population of 1.3 billion.
A statistician has done calculations on the probability of two people meeting. If you can live to be eighty years old, you have about 29,200 days in your life, and you can meet about 1,000 people every day on average, so the probability of meeting is 0.00487.
And reuniting with a person is probably the probability of a comet hitting the earth.
Ever since she turned eighteen, Lin Yanxu's every birthday wish has to do with a reunion. Although she knew it was impossible, she had looked forward to the end of the world more than once. Time passed, and she would go back to the day when she met her and say something.
"Hey, Chu Nan, long time no see."
Perhaps it was because as the investigation progressed, she encountered unprecedented danger and resistance, and it became easier to think of Nan Nan and those things in the past.
When Lin Yan was in a trance, he heard Song Yuhang's exclamation: "Be careful!"
She stood on the next dirt slope, and Song Yuhang slipped down quickly while holding the snakeskin bag.
Song Yuhang asked her to hide, but she rushed forward without thinking, using her body as a buffer zone between her and the rocks and trees.
Lin Yan was bumped into the pine tree, but the expected pain did not follow. Song Yuhang put his hands behind her.
"You..." Lin Yan was speechless.
But she smiled as usual, she didn't smile often, and her smile was faint, like the sun in the autumn afternoon, neither strong nor dazzling, but it always made people feel warm.
"You're right, but I think it's great to meet each other. It's precisely because I don't know whether we will meet again, so every time I have to embrace life and hug each other as hard as I did for the first time, and try not to let myself Regrets."
While they were talking, the team members below let out a small cry, and Song Yuhang let her go, leaving her to taste the meaning of the words.
Lin Yan leaned against the tree, hearing the chirping of his teammates.
She raised her eyes to look into the void, and a group of flying geese flew across the treetops to the south.
sorry...
The reason why she is so obsessed with Chunan's death now, besides wanting to find out the truth, is there any reason for regret
She thought, yes, because of the things she didn't have time to say in those years, and the things she didn't have time to do together, she regretted the fourteen years, the best fourteen years of her life.
now…
Lin Yan's eyes fell on that person.
She was wearing a black training uniform without a hat, her hair was piled up behind her ears in a mess, and she was struggling to carry a large bag of sweet potatoes down the mountain.
Song Yuhang didn't urge her, and concentrated on walking his own way, but suddenly felt a light hand on his hand, looking back, Lin Yan helped her hold her aside.
"Let's go."
Song Yuhang's lips curled up softly: "Okay."
At the foot of the mountain, the police car was still parked on the side of the road. The engine was soaked in water overnight and was being urgently repaired.
Song Yuhang took off his coat, washed a few sweet potatoes in the ditch, brought them back, wiped them on his clothes before handing them to her.
"Here, it's very sweet to eat raw, you need to cushion it, or you'll get motion sickness again later."
Drinking a bowl of goat milk in the morning is definitely not enough.
Lin Yan looked at the water in the ravine with some distaste: "Can I eat it?"
"Why can't pure natural mountain spring water be eaten?" She was afraid that Lin Yan would not believe it, so she took a bite first as a demonstration.
"Here, it's sweet, crispy, and thirst-quenching."
Lin Yan took over the letter and suspicion, but couldn't say anything.
Song Yuhang couldn't help but look at it, and stretched out his hand to take it over: "Come on, you are really the eldest lady's life. Except for the autopsy, you are really so particular about other things."
While whining, she took out a tactical knife from her pocket to peel the sweet potatoes.
Lin Yan stood by and watched her busy: "Hey, you are wrong, I don't pay attention to the autopsy because I am fully armed and the pollutants are kept out. If you want me to touch the corpse with bare hands, I won't do it. Besides, this is a wild environment now, can you see any microorganisms and bacteria in the water? Eating a bad stomach is a small thing, but eating parasites is a big deal, Officer Song~"
She prolonged her voice, and Song Yuhang laughed, and handed her the peeled sweet potato: "Yes, since you have a lot of things to do, I shouldn't discuss this with a forensic doctor, and it will affect my appetite."
"What else do you want to know about scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sliced noodles with large intestines, stewed brains with mung beans and flies, five-spice ribs, and four famous dishes in the forensic field?"
Lin Yanqiong was relentless in chasing her, even if she couldn't win, she would disgust her to death.
After talking, Duan Cheng thought of the colorful scenes under the camera, his face turned pale, and he almost felt nauseous.
"Team Song, Team Song, take care of her if she's okay, and she won't let anyone eat..."
Song Yuhang shrugged: "If I can manage it, do you think I will still be beaten?"
Lin Yan didn't tense up, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and the corners of his lips curved, finally revealing a smile from the heart for several days.
"Captain Song, the City Bureau is calling."
Zheng Chengrui shouted.
Song Yuhang rushed over with one stride, slammed the car door, and pulled out the walkie-talkie from inside.
"Hi, I'm Song Yuhang."
"Li Hai found it? What?! Already dead?!"
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After the car was repaired, it was speeding on the winding mountain road.
Song Yuhang took out the notebook from his bag, and was looking around for a pen, when Lin Yan had already handed one over.
She didn't lift her head: "Thank you."
The new clues obtained this time were recorded in the notebook, and Song Yuhang wrote them neatly and easily by category.
She wrote and said, and everyone listened with bated breath: "After Li Hai returned to the city from Xiaohe Village, he also graduated from medical school, and he entered Jiangcheng Hospital to work because of his family relationship..."
When Jiangcheng Hospital was mentioned, something vaguely came to Lin Yan's mind.
that evening.
The woman sat on the sofa and wiped her tears with a tissue: "My husband passed away early, leaving us orphans and widowed mothers. If my son was not seriously ill, I would still have to take care of him, or at least raise him, otherwise I would have already Go with him."
"What disease?"
"Uremia."
It was as if a bolt of lightning had split chaos.
Lin Yan blurted out: "I know who Wei Fengzhen is?!"
Song Yuhang also raised his head just in time: "If my guess is correct, Li Hai's current wife, Wei Lihong, is Yu Xinye's former wife Wei Fengzhen."
Fang Xin finally came to his senses. The last time they went to Jiangcheng Hospital's family hospital, they had a little impression of this middle-aged woman named Wei Lihong, but no one thought about it deeply, because the target of the crime at the time was The targets are middle-aged men over the age of 30. Who would have thought that a thin woman living alone with a child would have an indistinct relationship with a serial murder case
"Then why are you still standing there?! Hurry up and handcuff him back to the prison!" Lin was impatient, afraid that the clue he had just found would be broken again.
Song Yuhang stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. The mountain road turned around and everyone was being dangled, but she couldn't be messed up. She had to keep a clear mind and a rational mind at all times.
"You just said, what disease does Wei Lihong's son suffer from?"
"Uremia." Lin Yan repeated again: "But her son's illness shouldn't be a reason for not detaining her, right?"
Song Yuhang shook his head: "No, do you still remember? The old woman said that Wei Fengzhen gave birth to a daughter for Yu Xinye, but after the mine accident, she and her daughter disappeared, and now the son is beside her, so... what about the daughter? ?”
Thinking of this, Lin Yan felt inexplicably horrified: "Is he dead or..."
"Let's not forget that there is another key person, Li Yang, who also disappeared."
At critical moments, Song Yuhang's words can always clear the fog for everyone.
"Let's make a hypothesis. If the child hadn't died then, she would be twenty years old now. Most of the victims in the 'Moby Dick Case' were about the same age as her. Is it some kind of accidental coincidence or the murderer's design?" link?"
"Why did he design it like this? Why not harm and induce younger children, it should be easier to succeed both mentally and physically."
The murderer used psychological hints to kill, which seemed to be seamless, but in fact, the more crimes he committed, the more traces he left behind.
Whether it was at the scene during the "He Miao case" at the beginning, or the γ-hydroxybutyric acid detected from the corpse during the "Wu Wei case", they all led the police closer to the truth step by step.
Song Yuhang closed his eyes and brought himself into that situation: "If I were a murderer, why would I look for teenagers, why...why..."
"Adolescents are lively and energetic. It is the time when the body's metabolism is the most vigorous. They have the strongest physique and the freshest blood..."
"The most important thing is... about the same age as her!"
As if one word awakened the dreamer, Song Yuhang suddenly opened his eyes, and grabbed Lin Yan's hand.
"Is uremia hereditary?!"
Fang Xin is a trace inspector and also has a basis in biology. He shook his head and said, "No way, the chance of inheritance is very small."
The gazes of several people turned to Lin Yan, waiting for her authoritative answer.
Lin Yan rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, recalling the literature he had read abroad, and pinched a red mark on his brow: "The chance is very small, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Whether it can be inherited depends on the cause. If it is caused by congenital kidney disease Some, such as polycystic kidney disease, Alport syndrome, etc., are genetically possible."
She didn't understand what was wrong, but she understood the meaning, and Song Yuhang grabbed the walkie-talkie.
"Hey, I, Song Yuhang, immediately take someone to Wei Lihong's house to protect their mother and child, yes, right now!"
What she didn't say was that it would be too late.