When Lin Yan received the call from Song Yuhang, he was still not fully awake, and slowly took out the phone from under the pillow, and his voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth: "Huh?"
Just hearing this voice, she remembered those extraordinarily beautiful moments last night, her ears were a little warm, she covered her lips with her fist, coughed softly, and walked aside to talk.
"Hey, I wanted you to sleep more, but now there is a case... Sorry, I will make up for you after the vacation."
Lin Yan was drowsy at first, but he opened his eyes wide after hearing what she said, bounced up from the bed, hissed lightly, and didn't know where it hurt, so he fell back again with a plop, rubbing his waist: "I will arrive."
Half an hour later, the police car with the words "Criminal Scene Investigation" on it stopped at the entrance of the village in the city.
The car door was opened, and a group of people came out in a single file. Lin Yan was at the end, holding the car door to get out of the car in a slightly unnatural posture.
Song Yuhang stepped forward, helped the person down, and took the investigation box from her hand at the same time.
Lin Yan wanted to take it by himself, Song Yuhang swung it back on his back, hugged her shoulders and walked forward, lowering his voice: "It's hard work for you, does it still hurt?"
Lin Yan is dressed very neatly today, with long clothes and trousers, a black training uniform with "On-Site Investigation" written on the back, combat boots, and curly hair tied up, which is quite heroic, and the most wonderful thing is the discipline buckle It was also fastened, and the ambiguous marks on the neck were tightly covered.
Song Yuhang glanced at it and couldn't help laughing.
Lin Yan twisted her waist and gritted his teeth: "What do you think, Officer Song."
Song Yuhang smiled, and the two of them had already arrived at the gate of the courtyard while they were talking. She had to pay attention to the impact of the crowd, and patted her on the shoulder, motioning her to come over.
It looks like they are discussing something, but they are actually talking about it.
"If you want me to say, there are too few, practice makes perfect."
Why didn't I realize that she was so thick-skinned before? If it wasn't for the crowd, Lin Yan would have passed by with a slap in the face. Even so, she would have pushed her, pulled the investigation box on her shoulder and walked into the room, the mask covering most of her charming face. At the same time, her face also blocked the blush on her face.
Song Yuhang slightly hooked the corners of his lips, raised his heels and walked in.
As soon as he entered, he was stung by the choking smell of coal. Lin Yan coughed and waved the air a few times.
Song Yuhang walked to her side: "When we came in, the room was full of smoke. It has been ventilated for a while."
The only rear window in the house was open.
Lin Yan glanced at it, took out the gloves from the investigation box, put them on, and walked to the bedside.
Extraction of fingerprints and DNA is already being done.
Song Yuhang uncovered the source of soot, and the fire in the stove had been extinguished. She poked it with tongs, and it was tightly blocked. There were still unburned coals underneath, and she knocked on the chimney again. Really, it should be It is also blocked.
No wonder the smoke doesn't come out.
Duan Cheng took a picture of the corpse, zoomed in, and pressed the shutter: "Sister Lin, the deceased's cheeks, corpse spots, are cherry red, and with such a strong smell of coal in the room, he must have died of carbon monoxide poisoning."
Lin Yan lifted the dead man's eyelids, took a electric pen to light them, opened his mouth with his bare hands, pressed the tongue depressor to look left and right, and another criminal investigation policeman next to him held the investigation lamp for her.
"It has progressed, but generally, the dead of acute CO poisoning often have severe headaches, dizziness, and heart palpitations in the initial stage. Although it is painful at this time, consciousness is still there. Human survival instinct will prompt the dead to crawl towards the direction of doors and windows. During the on-site investigation, many traces of mopping may be found, or people died on the ground, in front of the window, or behind the door."
She didn't lift her head, nor did she stop moving her hands.
"Look at the scene, isn't it too clean?"
After she mentioned it, Duan Cheng found that not only the clothes of the deceased were intact, but there was not even a wrinkle on the bed sheet where he was lying, which meant that he had not struggled violently when he died, and he did not even move his nest.
"Did anyone follow him when you were staying?" Song Yuhang asked.
Several field crew members stood in a row and shook their heads: "No one followed him. He came back alone and never came out again. We have been watching it all the time. It is impossible to get it wrong."
"Has anyone been in the yard during this time?"
The field team leader shook his head: "No, it's a single family. We're all squatting nearby. There should be no blind spots. If someone comes in, they will be able to see it."
Just as he was talking, Fang Xin walked over with an evidence bag.
"Captain Song, there is no fingerprint of the second person at the scene."
Song Yuhang frowned, indicating that several people had dispersed and went to visit the surrounding people.
She looked at the furnishings in the house, picked up a leftover cigarette from under the coal stove, and shone it with the flashlight. She was very familiar with it, Zhonghua, and she often smokes this brand.
Song Yuhang beckoned someone to bring an evidence bag and put it in, then got up and walked towards Lin Yan.
Duan Cheng stood on the other side of the bed near the window to take a picture: "Sister Lin, is it possible that she was smoked to death in her sleep?"
Lin Yan undid the deceased's clothes and observed the characteristics of the corpse: "I can't rule out this possibility, but I can't sleep anyway with such a strong smell."
"Unless..." She pressed the dead man's chest, rigor had already appeared, and there was a large cherry red on the skin.
Lin Yan took off the mask, leaned down and approached the deceased's mouth, and sniffed vigorously.
Song Yuhang stared desperately at the nape of her neck with her hair pulled up. At that distance, she was really afraid that she would not be able to stand still, so she kissed her.
Fortunately, Lin Yan got up and said, "It smells like alcohol, Fang Xin, take blood and do a blood alcohol test."
Fang Xin responded with a sound and walked over carrying the investigation box.
When Lin Yan turned her head, she happened to meet Song Yuhang's eyes. She slipped away without a trace, and pulled the mask back on.
Song Yuhang walked to her side, took the survey lamp from the person next to her and illuminated it for them.
"When we came in, we were already out of breath. First, we lay face down on our side." Song Yuhang stretched out his finger.
"According to the field report, he came back alone. He never went out again after he came back, and no one came in. The doors and windows were closed, and there was no sign of a fight. There were still coals left in the stove. Lin Yan can guess the time of death. , rule out homicide?"
Lin was tired of looking at the hideous face of the deceased, not only because of the ugly death, but also because of the scandalous things he had done to Bai Ling.
He is unworthy of a human being, better dead.
But…
Lin Yan closed his eyes and let out a breath of foul air: "Judging from the temperature of the body and the degree of stiffness, it is estimated that the time of death was within 1 to 4 hours, but it is impossible to determine whether it was an accidental death, because there was something in his mouth. booze—"
In the carpet search by the police just now, no wine bottle was found in the house, Song Yuhang also frowned.
"Then that is to say, he came back here after drinking. It's about ten o'clock in the morning. Pushing forward four hours, where he drank and who he drank with are all important to his death. relation."
Lin Yan nodded and took off the gloves: "That's right, let's take it back to the bureau for further autopsy."
A few criminal policemen came in wearing gloves and put the person into a body bag. Lin Yan took off her mask and walked out. The carbon monoxide in the room made her chest tight. Of course, it might be because she didn't have a good rest last night.
Song Yuhang was busy all the time, and brought her a bottle of mineral water from the car, the bottle cap had already been loosened.
Lin Yan took it and took a few gulps, and when he raised his head, there were faint red marks on Feng Ji's buckle.
Song Yuhang still felt itchy: "Have you eaten yet?"
Lin Yan shook her head, and wiped the corner of her lips with the back of her hand: "No, I came here as soon as I received the call."
"I knew it." Song Yuhang complained.
Lin Yan rolled her eyes, didn't bother to pay attention to her, and didn't look at who called her over, and who made it so late last night that she couldn't get up.
The next moment, the man sneakily took out a box of milk and bread from the pocket of his police uniform coat, inserted a straw and handed it to her.
"Eat something, or you will get motion sickness when you go back later."
Lin Yan refused, but his eyes were still on the carton packaging. Song Yuhang laughed, and took two steps closer and stuffed it into her hand: "There are so many people, don't let me feed you."
Lin Yan made a gesture to attack, but Song Yuhang jumped away in two or three steps. Seeing that everything was almost cleaned up, she had to sit in a police car in front and couldn't be with the technical detective, so she patted her on the shoulder and walked away. Go, leaving a meaningful sentence.
"See you tonight."
Lin Yan stomped her feet: "Whoever wants to see you tonight, get out!"
On the way back, Lin Yan was still sleepy and listless.
Duan Cheng saw her stumbling around: "Did Sister Lin go to disco last night?"
Lin Yan yawned, leaned back on the chair, and lazily raised his eyelids as an answer.
I thought to myself, this dike is so hot that he didn't go to bed until four or five in the morning, so damn Song Yuhang is still alive and kicking today, is it because of iron
"Sister Lin, where do you usually go for drinking and dancing? I also want to see and see. These days my nerves are too tense, and I haven't relaxed for a long time..."
Fang Xin patted him: "What's the matter with you?"
Duan Cheng looked back and seemed to have found some fun: "Hey, let's go together, haven't you been there before? I heard that the "Painted Skin" that was released before was very good, and I haven't had time to watch it..."
"Why should I go to the movies with you?"
"Idle is idle."
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As soon as the two of you spoke to each other, the car had already arrived at the gate of the Municipal Bureau.
training room.
Song Yuhang sat at the head, and Lin Yan sat down next to her.
On the whiteboard in front of him are the photos of the deceased and the clues sorted out.
The criminal investigators pressed the page presenter and put the content on the big screen for introduction.
"The deceased, male, Gao Qiang, twenty-six years old, the second son of Hongwei Real Estate Co., Ltd., his father received a huge amount of money, violated integrity and discipline, and was suspected of duty-related crimes by the public security organs. Although Gong was a woman who committed the crime and was wanted by the police throughout the city, she died this morning in a certain urban village in Dongcheng District, suspected of gas poisoning, but homicide cannot be ruled out."
The investigators spoke in a slow and steady manner.
Song Yuhang looked at the picture on the big screen and frowned slightly. The man was in his early twenties, wearing a suit and leather shoes, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and braided. There was a world of difference between the slovenly and ragged man.
She and Lin Yan looked at each other, and Song Yuhang remembered.
That night at the Milan bar, he danced with Lin Yan and wanted to harass Bai Ling, but she stopped him in the end. This was the man.
Song Yuhang gently clasped the table with his knuckles: "Check out this person's social relations, especially his cronies. Hongwei Real Estate has been bankrupt for a while, and the focus is on those who have had financial disputes with him."
Speaking of Hongwei's bankruptcy, she glanced at Lin Yan, who raised his eyebrows indifferently:
Look at me, flies don't bite seamless eggs.
Song Yuhang understood, pulled the corner of his lips, and turned back.
"The internet security should start checking the monitoring, and follow the main road around his residence to see his activities in the past few days, where he has been, and who he has been in contact with."
"It's the end of the year. In order to avoid causing panic among the common people, this case must be solved as soon as possible. Whether it is suicide or accidental death, even if he has a case on his back, we still have to do what we have to do, understand?"
"Understood!" replied in unison.
Song Yuhang nodded, ready to end the meeting.
"By the way, there is one more thing. Inform the police stations in all jurisdictions to strengthen patrols. The Spring Festival is coming soon. The more happy the family is during the holidays, the more we can't relax. Petty burglars and burglars are all looking at their performance at this time. Well, we must let the common people have a good year."
Someone at the bottom laughed softly: "Team Song, we also want to focus on performance at this time, come and catch one by one, and next year's meritorious medal will be there."
The young detectives laughed muffledly, and even Lin Yan couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, and quickly returned to his indifferent face.
After Zhang Jinhai left, this young team did not sink down. Instead, under the leadership of Song Yuhang, it sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
If he has a spirit in heaven, he should be gratified.
Song Yuhang glanced at the group photo of last year's criminal investigation on the wall, and got up: "Okay, let's adjourn the meeting, go to your own business, and let us know if there is any situation."
Song Yuhang naturally had something to do, so Lin Yan also turned around to change clothes and prepare for the autopsy.
Brush hands, wear protective clothing, hair neatly coiled into a hat, and goggles in one go.
Lin Yan walked into the low-temperature dissecting room, and the ventilation fan was already working.
Duan Cheng turned on the camera.
"The deceased Gao Qiang, at 13:40 on January 15, 2008, the first autopsy will begin now."
Lin Yan picked up the scalpel from the tray and slashed straight down, cutting open the chest and abdomen in a straight line from head to tail, and began to methodically remove the ribs, remove the internal organs and weigh them.
Since the deceased had not been dead for a long time, he was still dripping with blood, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.
Duan Cheng was carrying the camera all the time, and never went out to vomit again.
On the other hand, Lin Yan, even though this is someone she hated from the bottom of her heart, she still did it very seriously, her movements were not too fast, and the data reported was fast and accurate, which is amazing.
When the technical investigation began to be busy, Song Yuhang was not idle, and went to interrogate several other suspects who had violated Bai Ling.
"Officer, we just hurt her on a whim, and she didn't die at the time, so at most she was a girl who committed a crime." The gangster opposite smiled, showing his yellow teeth, and shook the handcuffs at her.
"Look, when will you let me out?"
Before the official judgment of the court comes down, they cannot be called "criminals" but "criminal suspects".
During this period, he still has the right to meet a lawyer. This kid is looking forward to getting rid of the crime.
Song Yuhang pulled the corners of his lips, and put the pen on the table: "Don't worry, I'll go out right away, but instead of going home, I'm going to jail."
She touched a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it, watching the other party's face change with satisfaction.
In the smog, she leaned back on the chair, exuding a loose aura all over her body, but her eyes were cold and sharp.
"It's just a girl who committed a crime? Your whim destroyed a young girl's bright life and future, and pushed her into the abyss of despair. It was the indirect cause of her suicide. Do you still think that the crime is not fatal? "
She gently exhaled the smoke ring, leaned forward, and the smoke filled his face.
There was no air-conditioning or heating in the interrogation room, and I didn't know if it was cold or what, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on Huang Banya's back.
Song Yuhang's eyes seemed to look through him to the void behind him: "She died a terrible death, and every midnight when you dream back, don't you have any guilt, struggle and regret?"
"There is an old saying in the Chinese that if there is an injustice, there will be a debtor. It's not that if you don't pay, it's not time yet."
The person sitting across from him began to swallow his saliva frequently, shaking his legs, and couldn't sit still.
Huang Banya watched her touch the cigarette from the table again, glanced at her, and said in a trembling voice, "Give me one, I'll say it, I'll say it, I'll say it all."
Song Yuhang sat back, threw him a cigarette, and motioned for someone to light it for him, and the investigator next to him opened the transcript.
She nodded: "Let's start."
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Today is Tuesday, which happened to be the last day of the second half of the semester, Ji Jingxing deliberately asked the boss for leave early, and left work early to pick up Xiaowei from school.
Usually, when she was too busy, Song Yuhang would always do it for her, but she was too embarrassed to bother Song's mother all the time, after all, she was old.
But it is different now, since they quarreled last time, Song Yuhang never took the initiative to find her again, and she has no face to bother her.
Thinking about this, Ji Jingxing was in a daze for a moment, the red light in front turned green, and the car behind her was honking its horn frantically, then she came back to her senses and lightly stepped on the accelerator.
The first time he didn't move at all, and the second time he used some strength, he still didn't move.
Ji Jingxing was stunned, he took off his seat belt and was about to get out of the car to check, probably the engine had another problem, it was not long since the last inspection.
It was the evening rush hour, when picking up and dropping off children, there was a lot of traffic, and one person and one car stood alone in the middle of the road.
From time to time, turbulent traffic passed by her, and horns sounded one after another.
Ji Jingxing called the 4S store at the top of his voice: "Hey, what's the matter with you, how did you fix it last time, why did it turn off again—"
Before she finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone with a "bang".
"Hey Hey hey?"
No matter how much she yelled, there was always a beep coming from the receiver.
Ji Jingxing was angry and impatient, seeing that it was almost time for school to end, she was afraid that Xiao Weiwei would be waiting at school alone, but the car would not be able to leave for a while.
She took out her mobile phone and was about to call 122 to call the police. A car slowly slid towards her and stopped.
With the car window down, Lin Ge looked at her while holding the steering wheel: "Miss Ji?"
Ji Jingxing turned his head, his eyes were a little familiar: "You... you are?"
"My name is Lin Ge. I met you in the hospital." Lin Ge smiled gently, and looked at her and her car with a little searching eyes.
"What's going on here?"
After listening to her, Lin Ge thought about it, made a phone call, got out of the car, and opened his car door for her.
"If Miss Ji doesn't mind, take mine. I'll take you to school to pick up your child first, and the towing company will come in a while."
Ji Jingxing declined: "Eh - no need, I'll call the police and wait here for a while."
"Cars are coming and going, it's not safe for you to stand in the middle of the road." Lin Ke also got out of the car, took out the warning triangle from the trunk, ran a little farther, put it down, and then backed up.
"Besides, when you called the police, he was the one who called someone to tow the car away. It's impossible to repair the car in the middle of the road."
Ji Jingxing smiled, and his bad mood recovered a little: "That's true, but I'd better wait for the towing company to come. After all, I am the owner of the car. If there are any formalities to go through, I can pay the money in one lump sum."
Lin Ge felt her rigor from this question and answer. Looking at her clothes, she was still wearing a small suit jacket, a hip-wrapping skirt, and the lawyer badge on her chest was shining in the sunset. It looked like she had just left work in a hurry. came here.
Seeing him looking at himself, Ji Jingxing suddenly realized, his face became hot, and he hurriedly removed the badge from his clothes.
"Sorry, I was in a hurry..."
"Hey, be careful!"
A three-wheeled car rushed over obliquely, and Lin Ge pulled him over. Ji Jingxing staggered and fell into his arms. The softness feels different.
Ji Jingxing was startled, and when he came back to his senses, he quickly took a step back: "Thank you... Thank you."
Lin Ge nodded and let go of her arm: "I think we'd better go to the side of the road and wait."
"Okay." Ji Jingxing still had lingering fears when he thought about it, and followed him across the road.
At this time, I have time to look at my clothes, and my chest is empty. It's over, where is the lawyer's badge? !
This thing is not big or small, but it is very troublesome to lose it, and it needs to be reported, and the local lawyers association will submit an application for reissuance to the National Lawyers Association. People have to wear them.
Ji Jingxing took a look at the continuous traffic, let out a sigh of relief, and stroked his forehead, he didn't look at the almanac when he went out today.
Lin Ge watched her series of movements and expressions, from panic to uneasiness to calmness after accepting reality, smiled lightly, and handed her a small badge between his fingertips.
"Is Miss Ji looking for this?"
Ji Jingxing was overjoyed and took it over: "Ah? Why is it with you?!"
"I just saw it was about to drop, but I quickly caught it. I thought, this thing should be the same as our doctor's badge, and it's very important."
Ji Jingxing put the emblem in his satchel and put it away, showing a sincere and grateful smile.
"Thank you, it is very important, if you lose it, you will be in trouble."
While talking, the towing company had already arrived, and Ji Jingxing went through the formalities and paid the money, and asked him to tow it directly to a 4S shop for repairs.
Lin Ge introduced her to another reliable 4S shop, winked and smiled like a big boy.
"My friend opened it, and you can get a 50% discount if you quote my name."
Ji Jingxing smiled: "Really? Are you sure it wasn't a broken bone?"
The two laughed loudly.
Lin Ge glanced at his watch: "Well, it's getting late, I'd better take you to school, it's not easy for you to take a taxi at this point."
Ji Jingxing got acquainted with him a little bit, and he could tell that he was a very gentle and kind person in essence, so he nodded without any further excuses.
"Okay, sorry to trouble you."
"Put your seat belt on."
"it is good."
She turned sideways, fastened her seat belt, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the badge he threw in the storage box, glanced at the photo, then looked at his face, and then thought of the meeting in the hospital corridor, He was standing at the door of Lin Yan's operating room anxiously and wandering, and his mood was a little complicated.
"Are you and... Lin Yan?"
Lin Ge turned the steering wheel to the left: "Ganyan is my cousin, what's wrong?"
Ji Jingxing thought to himself: Why is my brother so nice, but my sister is like that.
What's more, Lin Yan still has an unclear relationship with Song Yuhang, and she feels even more uncomfortable.
Lin Ge looked at her expression: "I heard from Ms. Song that her sister-in-law is very nice, capable and beautiful. Even a single mother can take care of her children very well by herself. When I saw her today, it really is so. .”
He paused, and turned his head to look at her slightly in the light and shadow of the setting sun: "Janyan also has a good relationship with Ms. Song, what's the matter, did she make Ms. Ji angry? Her character is more domineering..."
In the first half of the sentence, Song Yuhang used Song Yuhang's mouth to praise her, and Ji Jingxing accepted it. In the second half of the sentence, thinking of her aggressive posture at McDonald's, it was not domineering, it was simply disrespect.
Ji Jingxing felt sorry for him, and seeing that Lin Ge and Lin Yan had a good relationship, maybe he could help persuade her, so he decided to make a side note.
"No... Lingmei is really... really..." Two consecutive "really", she swallowed her complaints back and changed to a more euphemistic way of saying it.
"Did you have a blind date with Yu Hang before?"
Lin Ge smiled wryly, and shuttled smoothly through the traffic: "No, I was rejected."
Ji Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little regretful, to be honest, compared to Lin Yan, apart from the reason of gender, she really liked Lin Ge much more.
"No wonder."
Lin Ge parked the car at the school gate and looked at her suspiciously: "What does this mean?"
Ji Jingxing hesitated to speak, and pointed to something: "Do you think your sister and Yuhang are walking a little too close?"
She deliberately bit down on the words.
Lin Ge looked over abruptly.
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"Mom, why didn't my aunt come to pick me up?"
Ji Jingxing pulled people out of the campus, carrying Xiaowei's cartoon schoolbag on his shoulders, squatted down to fasten the red scarf for her, and zipped up the down jacket.
"Auntie is busy, so she can't come to pick up Xiaowei."
Xiao Wei counted on her fingers, a little frustrated: "Mom and aunt are both liars, they said they would take me to play last time, and they didn't go, the last time, the last time..."
Ji Jingxing felt sore, and patted her head.
"Xiaowei, listen to my mother, aunt... From now on, I can no longer be with us as usual... My aunt has a job... She has her own life. Mom promises you that she will spare time to spend as much time with you as possible in the future. of."
Xiao Wei grabbed her mother's finger and gasped for her: "Mom, is it because you quarreled that day?"
Ji Jingxing didn't want to bring up this topic at first, but when he heard her say that, his eyes became hot, and he hugged him into his arms.
"No, Xiaowei, mom loves you."
Ji Weiwei wiped her tears with his fleshy little hands, and twitched himself: "Mom, don't cry, Xiao Wei loves you too."
Ji Jingxing's heart warmed, he laughed through tears, and pulled her up: "Mom is fine, let's go, let's go eat steak!"
"Okay, let's go, let's go, eat steak!"
After they left, Lin Ge's car didn't drive away, he lay on the steering wheel, his mind was echoing what Ji Jingxing said just now, he clenched the steering wheel with his hands, and gradually gritted his teeth.