After a day of boring office work in the system was over, and there was no major case, Lin Yan lit a cigarette as soon as he walked out of the office, smoking while walking in high heels, his uniform jacket still in his hand.
Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a flamboyant Rolls Royce parked in front of the city bureau.
Forensic doctor Lin threw a cigarette and walked up, the car door opened and a young man in a suit and leather shoes with a greasy hair and pink face walked out.
When the two of them were hugging and hugging each other, Song Yuhang was tinkering with her broken eDonkey, wearing a simple army green T-shirt, with a pure white towel around her neck, full of cell phone oil.
When the little eDonkey was finally repaired, she heard small exclamations from around, and the two people who looked up at the gate of the city bureau had already forgotten to kiss each other.
She was not far away. Looking at it from this angle, Lin Yanbuying's waist was surrounded by one hand. She was tall, and she lowered her head slightly to match the man, with a somewhat devoted expression on her face. .
There was a flash of spotlight, probably tomorrow it will become the headline of the entertainment section again.
Song Yuhang shook his head slightly, took off his dirty gloves and threw them into the trunk, started the car, and slowly drove out of the city bureau gate.
The two people and the car behind her gradually turned into a small dot and disappeared.
After a while, waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, the car came up again, just stopped beside her, and the window slowly lowered.
Her gaze slid over calmly.
A slender hand stretched out from the car window, and then gave her a middle finger.
The guy was still obsessed with what happened in the morning.
Officer Song selectively ignored it, and when the red light time was up, he immediately turned and left.
The Rolls-Royce in the rearview mirror was going straight, drifting away from her.
For Lin Yan, the rare rest day is to invite friends, spend time and drink, get drunk and dream about death, and don't know where to go.
For Song Yuhang, it is fitness and free fighting, and she prefers to spend her time in such places.
When I came out of the gym, I bought two catties of apples from a roadside vendor. When I got home, the lights in the house were already on.
She has lived here as long as she can remember. Over the years, the Public Security Bureau has built several family homes, and she and her mother have never moved.
The walls of the old community have already begun to mottle, and naughty children have drawn deep and shallow marks on them with ballpoint pens. The higher places are covered with creepers, which are lush in midsummer.
The floor of the community is not high, only the sixth floor, so there is no elevator.
Song Yuhang parked the small eDonkey at the door of the unit and locked the car, took out the fruit he bought, and walked up the long and narrow corridor.
Go to the first floor and turn off one of the sensor lights, which she just changed a few days ago.
Go all the way to door 603 on the sixth floor and take out the key to open the door.
"Mom, I'm back"
Turning out from the kitchen was a woman in an apron, in her fifties, with white hair on her temples, she smiled naturally when she saw her come back.
"Come back, go take a shower, look at this sweaty head, the meal will be ready soon"
Only the corners of her lips, which had always been stingy in front of her mother, curved slightly.
"I bought an apple, you like it, wash it and eat it after dinner"
She walked into the bathroom with her toiletries, and heard a few complaints coming from outside the door: "You child, you haven't finished eating the watermelon you bought yesterday..."
She raised her voice and replied: "Summer fruits are not put away, just throw them away before you finish eating them."
"What can I do, don't need money, eat less food for a while, and eat it all for me"
Song Yuhang turned on the shower, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, letting the hot water wash away the fatigue of the day.
The room is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the dining table occupies most of the living room.
The old color TV was placed opposite the dining table, and there was a small altar on it, which was propped up with a shelf, and two portraits were placed one behind the other, one younger and one older.
Song Yuhang came out of the shower and lit a stick of incense before sitting down.
The home-cooked dishes are refreshing, and the portions are small, and the few slices of meat are all put into her bowl.
Song Yuhang pulled the rice into his mouth: "Mom, if you have something to say, just say it."
Mother Song paused for a moment with her chopsticks, and she was a little embarrassed: "Well... I made the decision on my own, and I will help you make an appointment with the Mr. Lin I met last time after get off work tomorrow..."
"Ahem—" A grain of rice choked into his throat, and Song Yuhang quickly drank a few sips of tea and swallowed it down.
"mom-"
"Mom knows, you don't want to, but you haven't had anyone you like these years, and you're busy with work. People don't want to introduce you when they hear that you are a criminal policeman. It's rare to find someone who doesn't dislike you. Just listen to Mom and try to get along with him." , After all, feelings are all produced, aren't they?"
Song Yuhang knew that whether it was love at first sight or long-term love, the production of love was inseparable from the secretion of dopamine and adrenaline. She had ten thousand scientific reasons to refute her words.
But she couldn't say that, especially in front of the portraits of her father and brother.
"I know Mom, I'll contact him after dinner"
Upon hearing this, Mother Song regained her spirits immediately, and put a few pieces of braised pork into her bowl.
"Okay, then eat quickly. Tomorrow, you should dress up and play with others for a while. Don't rush back. I'll go dance with your Aunt Wang after dinner."
Speaking of which, this Mr. Lin was also introduced by Aunt Wang, who said that he went to his dental clinic to have his teeth filled. He is very talented and humorous.
Most importantly, returnees are single and unmarried.
Song Yuhang met him once or twice, but he didn't have much of an impression. He just felt that he didn't have the bad habits of ordinary men. At least he wouldn't smoke in front of ladies. He was still a personable, considerate and meticulous person.
Speaking of which, they are all surnamed Lin, so why is there such a big gap between people
Song Yuhang thought of that domineering forensic doctor Lin, frowned unconsciously, and finished the rice in the bowl: "Mom, I'm going to wash the dishes."
The next day, it wasn't until mid-morning that Lin Yan woke up faintly from the bed, pulled the man's hand off his body, sat up and found a cigarette from the bedside table, lit it and took a puff to relieve the headache caused by the hangover.
"Stay with me for a while..." the man muttered, putting his arm around her shoulder.
With a cigarette between her fingertips, Lin Yan made a stop gesture, leaned on the bedside table and opened the screen of her mobile phone, overwhelming missed calls.
Duan Cheng: "Sister?! Are you still at work today?"
Zheng Chengrui: "Forensic Doctor Lin, I bought you breakfast and put it on your desk"
With pictures of soy milk fritters and steamed stuffed buns.
Lin Yan felt a toothache.
Finally, Fang Xin, with a trembling expression: "Sister Lin, Team Song has been looking for you for a long time..."
Lin Yan's toothache got worse.
The man hugged him desperately: "What job do you work on, I will support you"
She twirled her fingertips and almost put the cigarette butt in his face, the man jumped away with a ghostly cry: "Why are you so crazy early in the morning?!"
Lin Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the traces of last night's happiness were still there, but today she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone, and she didn't know who prostituted whom.
"Little brother is good at technology. I want to raise my sister. It's still early. Let's not live here. The world is gone."
She calmly stood in front of the mirror and sorted her clothes. The place that should be plump is plump, and the place that should be slender is slender. There is absolutely no trace of excess fat on her body.
At this moment, she has no makeup, her long brown curly hair hangs down, her side face is well-defined, and the morning sun shines through the veil, and she has a fresh and refined style of a girl.
But that figure is definitely not what a girl should have.
The man was dazed, swallowed, and got up from the ground.
Lin Yan was drawing his eyebrows, he glanced in the mirror from the corner of his eye, a sneer twitched slightly at the corner of his lips.
She pretended not to see him approaching quietly as if nothing had happened, turned around and hid with the eyebrow pencil at the moment he pounced on him, her hair brushed his face, bringing a burst of sweet perfume smell.
He hadn't had time to enjoy it for too long before he was kicked right in the middle, and he screamed loudly, clutching his crotch, his legs trembling.
Lin Yan made another kick at the right time, kicking him on the lower abdomen. She did not strike lightly, and she aimed at the vital parts.
The man knelt on the ground on the spot, sweating profusely, and a rag seemed to be stuck in his throat, making him unable to scream.
"If it weren't for your good face and good skills, my mother would play with you?" She said as she slashed his face coldly with the eyebrow razor, her strength was controlled very well, and she didn't hurt him. It can bring great psychological shock to him.
The man almost knelt down and cried for his father and mother: "Sister, sister, I was wrong... Be careful, don't scratch... But don't scratch... I still rely on this face for a living"
"What kind of virtue is it that you don't piss and take care of yourself? Apart from the sinful virtues left by your parents, you are a piece of trash. Raise me? Are you worthy? You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
There was trouble and trouble, and there was fun, but this person was so cowardly that she found it boring.
The eyebrow razor patted his face twice and turned back to his palm, which was a kind of familiarity that he only had after playing with the scalpel all the year round.
In order to prevent him from making trouble again, Lin Yan still tied him to the chair with a tie, and tied him tightly.
Before leaving the house, he took out a stack of RMB from his wallet and threw it on his face: "Whore money, from now on, don't fucking show up in front of me again, or if you hit me once, you'll have the consciousness of a duck."
If you say that this man is also a serious rich second generation, he has played with countless women, but he was crushed by Lin Yan, his eyes were red the moment the stack of RMB was thrown on the ground, and he desperately smashed the stinky gag The sock came out.
"Lin Yan, just wait and see!!!"
He was answered by a cold slam of the door.
After tidying up the young man who didn't know what to do, Lin Yan walked into the city bureau with a cup of coffee in a good mood, hung his uniform on the hanger, and leaned into the chair comfortably.
Duan Cheng came over and put a report in front of her: "Sister, sign it"
"Yesterday's injury appraisal?"
She hastily flipped through two pages, seeing that there was no major problem, she took out a ballpoint pen from the pen holder on the table, and wrote her name with two swipes.
Duan Cheng hesitated a little while holding the signed document, and smiled shyly: "This...you should take it to Team Song."
Fang Xin leaned over and said in a very low voice: "I came here this morning to ask for documents, but you are not here, Duan Cheng didn't give them..."
"Hey, what do I think it's about, isn't it just a document? I'll go, have a look at her and send it to the archives room for sealing, right?"
Lin Yan pulled out the thin piece of paper and stuffed it into the folder and stood up. Fang Xin asked, "Do you know where it is? How about I go with you?"
"No need, I don't know if I can't read or ask questions?" Lin Yan waved his hand and stepped out of the door stepping on seven centimeter high heels.
Along the way, a police officer passed by her, and looked at her curiously. Lin Yan kept his eyes on her, seemingly walking, but actually observing the CCTV in the corridor.
one two Three…
Upstairs behind the three cameras is the director's office, the deputy director's office, the command center, the political department...
On the next floor, there were obviously more cameras on this floor. She looked down at the texture of the tiles, and when she counted to the fourth, the archives room arrived.
Lin Yan knocked on the door twice, and after registering her identity, she explained the purpose of her visit. The staff was about to take it in for her, but she took it back and lay down on the table with a smile.
"Hey brother, I just came here yesterday. I want to go in and see the world. You know, forensic doctors are always more interested in weird cases. Can you help me?"
She doesn't talk or smile, it's okay, when she smiles, her eyes have peach blossoms, she has a very charming face, her voice is soft and soft with a little bit of coquettishness, and the spring that can't be buttoned on her uniform is ready to come out.
The young and energetic police officer blushed and stammered: "Ah, then... that's good... but you have to leave your phone here, you can check it inside, and it's forbidden to take pictures."
"Okay, no problem." Lin Yan happily took out the mobile phone from his pocket, put it on the table and pushed it over, and by the way, winked twice, which made people blush again.
There was no one in the archive room in the early morning, and there were several computers at the entrance that stored data that could be indexed.
Like a library, all kinds of files will be neatly arranged according to criminal, civil, age, and place of incident, and the further you go, the longer the age, she still knows this.
The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground without making a sound, and when someone came to fetch documents and passed by her, she just put her hands in her pockets and walked away calmly with a document under her arm.
Although what he was doing was a shady business, he didn't show any clues on his face, and his expression was open and frank.
Fingertips passed over the neatly placed boxes one by one, from 2008, 2007, 2006... until 1994.
After such a long time, her heart was still beating uncontrollably.
She knew that now was not a good time, she had already figured out the location of the CCTV here, and the best way to sneak in quietly was to bring the equipment after nightfall.
However, when she saw that year, she acted subconsciously almost like a ghost, and when she touched the box with her fingertips, the hairs on her back suddenly stood on end.
The long-term vigilance made her subconsciously be elbowed without turning around. This is an instinctive reaction in times of danger.
Song Yuhang also instinctively took precautions, the two of them had already done a few tricks quietly between the flashes, and she was the first to push him on the shelf by virtue of her height advantage.
It was far away from the exit, the curtains had not been drawn, and the light was dim. When the eyes met, the usually steady police officer frowned slightly.
"What are you doing here?"
The two of them were still in the posture of playing games with each other, Song Yuhang's elbow was stuck on her neck, Lin Yan's hand was holding her tie, her full breasts were stuck to her arm, after realizing something was wrong , Song Yuhang wanted to let go.
Unexpectedly, that person was still tightly holding on to her tie, and grabbed her arm by the way, as if he was stalking and swearing that he would not let go.
"I just went to the office to find you and you were not here, so I ran here, tsk tsk tsk, why are you chasing after me?"
She slightly raised the volume, just enough for outsiders to hear the kind of privacy that can't be heard clearly.
Song Yuhang already had a premonition that someone was coming, she took a deep breath, her tone became colder.
"I said let go"
She lowered her voice, paused every word, and the corners of her lips were tightly pursed with an air of calm and prestige.
Of course Lin Yan could feel that she was on the verge of getting angry, but she was used to being shameless and shameless.
One of the daily pleasures is watching people get angry, especially Song Yuhang, who can't get used to her and can't kill her.
A crack can appear on this expressionless and calm face, and she can wake up with a smile in her dreams.
"I..." She moved close to her along her arms, raised her feet slightly, and then seemed to wrap her arms around her neck, and exhaled softly in her ear.
"Officer Song, why are you so angry?" A sweet smell of women's perfume flooded into the nostrils, and the woman's tone was just right.
Song Yuhang closed her eyes lightly, and she saw her less obvious masseter muscles moving slightly.
The corners of Lin Yan's lips curled up into a charming smile, and she stuck it up: "I won't let you go, what can you do?"
The footsteps were getting closer.
Before she could be happy for too long, the smile froze on her face, and with a loud bang, the back of her head hit the iron frame, the pain made her eyes glisten, and she didn't know what was in the cloud.
The police officer just ran over quickly, with his hands holstered: "What's wrong?!"
Song Yuhang took the document from her arms, took out a pen from his uniform jacket, and signed it with a calm tone.
"It's okay, forensic doctor Lin accidentally fell, you can go to work."
"Oh—" the little police officer withdrew his hand belatedly, and looked at her twice worriedly: "The ground here is slippery, forensic doctor Lin be careful."
"I—" Lin Yan clutched the back of her head, her eye circles were red with pain, she hadn't suffered from physical pain for many years, she couldn't react to the sudden jerk.
Song Yuhang interjected at the right time and blocked her mouth: "Here are the documents, take them and put them away."
The little police officer took the file she handed over, and always felt that these two people were weird.
It seemed that forensic doctor Lin had been hit hard, so Team Song didn't reach out to help him.
Of course, he didn't know that the fall that made Lin Fayi "painful" was pushed by Captain Song, who has always been dignified and steady.
Song Yuhang put the cap on the pen, put it in his jacket pocket, and walked out with him, without even looking back.
"In the future, don't put anyone in the archives room, and strictly follow the procedures. To access the archives, you must have the signature of a cadre above the division level, remember
The little police officer hurriedly stood still and saluted: "Yes, Team Song!"
Isn't she the one who bears the brunt of the cadres above the department level of the Municipal Bureau? !
It is said that at noon that day, Lin Fayi's scolding voice resounded through the entire corridor.