trial room.
Because it was just a routine questioning, the person sitting opposite was not handcuffed, and even poured him a glass of water.
Song Yuhang opened the chair and sat down, while Lin Yan and Zheng Chengrui stared at the monitor on the screen outside.
The investigator who accompanied the inquiry opened the transcript: "Where were you between four and five in the morning yesterday?"
The person sitting across from him was wearing a black leather jacket, with a big gold chain around his neck and a gold ring on his hand. He was shaking his legs while answering, as if others would not know that he was an upstart.
"Drinking at the rain bar, what's the matter?"
Song Yuhang passed a photo to Gao Qiang: "Do you know this person?"
The nouveau riche gold chain glanced at it while smoking a cigarette, and said "嗐": "I know, isn't this the one who didn't pay back the debt?"
Song Yuhang looked at him calmly: "Knowing that he owes money and won't pay it back, why are you still drinking with him?"
Jin Lianzi chuckled twice, and put the cigar out in the ashtray: "Is there any law that says you can't drink with debtors? Besides, police officer, you don't know that kid, although he is down and out , but after all, he is the second son of a big company with a rich family background, so you can find out a little bit after searching, don’t you think?”
The investigator continued to ask: "How much does he owe you?"
Jin Lianzi frowned and calculated: "Including the interest back and forth, it must be around one hundred thousand."
"When did you start borrowing money from you?"
"Just when the accident happened at his house." After smoking a cigarette, the gold chain leaned on the seat, drank the water in the disposable paper cup, and asked someone to pour it again.
"One more cup, one more cup, make tea."
The accompanying criminal police glanced at Song Yuhang, Song Yuhang nodded, and he went out with the paper cup.
After a while, steaming tea water was delivered to him.
Song Yuhang played with the pen in his hand, and said calmly: "You may not get your money back, he is dead."
The person on the opposite side hadn't swallowed a sip of water, and spit it all out with a "puchi".
"Cough cough cough... Damn... isn't it? Paper towels, paper towels, my leather jacket..." Jin Lianzi said as he pulled the paper towels to wipe the water off his body.
The two people on the opposite side were looking at him, and he raised his head with a trace of vigilance.
"You didn't call me here today because you suspected that I killed you!" Jin Lianzi raised his two fingers and swore to God.
"Heaven and earth conscience, officer, after he left last night, I was still drinking with a group of friends in Rain. I drank until dawn and never went out at all! If you don't believe me, go check the surveillance camera."
They had obtained the surveillance video of the bar a long time ago. It is true that Gao Qiang came in alone and went out alone. If he had been followed, he would not be sitting here smoking and drinking tea now. He would have been served by the silver bracelet long ago.
Song Yuhang pulled the corners of his lips with a fake smile: "Who else drank with you? Write down your name and phone number. Do you remember how much you drank? Did you have any persuasion during the period?"
The investigator got up and handed over the pen and paper, Jin Lianzi shook his head: "I can't remember how much I drank, persuading me to drink? No way, that kid is as violent as something, as if he hadn't drunk in eight lifetimes, he drank several of us down." .”
In the other interrogation room, the same parties from that night were sitting, and they spoke similarly.
Lin Yan held a cup of coffee and leaned on the table looking at the big screen, thoughtful.
The iron door opened with a bang, and the man with the golden chain shook his clothes and came out. When he passed by Lin Yan, he glanced at her twice, and Song Yuhang followed closely behind, blocking the man's sight without any trace.
"Don't leave the country recently, we will find you at any time if there is a situation."
"Okay, okay." The man with the golden chain shrugged indifferently, and wanted to smoke again as soon as he came out, took a cigar from his pocket and lit it: "Hey, there are quite a lot of beauties in your situation."
He was ignored at all, and a criminal policeman came to take him out.
The last glance was that the policewoman who had just interrogated him put her arms around Lin Yan's waist, and protected her as she walked in the opposite direction. Instead of clasping shoulders and hooking arms between brothers and sisters, she put her arms around her waist, silently declaring her sovereignty .
Jin Lianzi touched his nose and walked out swaggeringly.
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Song Yuhang drove her home, Lin Yan had just drank a cup of coffee, felt that the god hadn't mentioned anything, and was still sleepy.
She covered her lips and yawned and asked, "Do you think his suspicion can be cleared?"
"At present, there is no doubt. The time, testimony, and surveillance video are all correct."
Waiting for the gap between the traffic lights, Song Yuhang squeezed her hand: "Don't sleep in the car, you'll catch a cold soon."
Lin Yan looked out of the window, with neon lights flowing through his eyes, a little lonely: "Gao Qiang is fine when he is dead, but he may not be sentenced to death if he is alive. Anyone who has hurt others should pay the price."
Song Yuhang didn't discuss this issue with her, and she was more inclined to Lin Yan's view in her relationship, but her occupation and identity meant that she couldn't be emotional.
Everyone is equal before the law, and you will not be lenient just because you were a good person in the past, let alone make trouble because you were a bad person, not to mention that the boundary between "good" and "bad" is inherently subjective and fuzzy. It's not black and white.
It is a fine ash.
The red light turned green, and Song Yuhang stepped on the accelerator: "Maybe it was really just an accident, I still want to believe that good and evil will eventually be rewarded."
The gold chain that walked out of the gate of the Municipal Bureau quickly mixed into the crowd. He glanced back through the rearview mirror of the vehicles parked on the side of the road, and found several people in ordinary plain clothes following him.
He speeded up and passed the traffic light. When he stepped onto the opposite road, the green light turned red, and the traffic blocked the plainclothes men behind him.
Jin Jianzi turned around a few alleys and completely disappeared from the sight of the plainclothes.
In the telephone booth on the side of the street, he dialed the dial and was quickly connected.
"Hello?" He was slightly out of breath: "I'm being watched."
The voice over there was even and steady, not chaotic at all.
"Don't worry, let them follow. Now Tiaozi handles cases with emphasis on light confession and heavy evidence. They will naturally give up after a few days if they can't catch something."
However, what surprised him was that they persisted in the investigation without any fingerprint evidence to support it, thinking that Lin Yan would hate Gao Qiang to the bone.
There seemed to be a slight smile over there.
The man with the golden chain swallowed: "Then I..."
"You go out now, you should eat and drink these few days, and do what you usually do, but you will be suspicious if you deliberately hide."
The man with the golden chain nodded and squeezed the receiver tightly: "Also...they seem to be really together."
There was silence for three seconds, the man raised his head and drank the red wine in one gulp.
"I see."
Lin Yan's doorstep.
Song Yuhang unfastened his seat belt: "When will you call Lin Ge to ask him out for dinner?"
Lin Yan glanced at his watch: "Now, it's only past nine o'clock, so I guess I haven't slept yet."
It just happened that I had some words with Song Yuhang just now and I didn't have time to ask them clearly.
"Okay, turn on the speakerphone, I won't talk."
Lin Yan snorted: "Are you going to interrogate me too?"
"It makes sense, let's interrogate in bed."
Lin Yan threw the satchel over, "I said you're fat and you're still out of breath."
It happened that the phone was connected, Song Yuhang watched her clear her throat, and pressed the speakerphone.
"Hey, Lin Ge, it's me. Are you free tomorrow? I'll go and see my aunt, let's have a meal together by the way."
Lin Ge's voice was a little hoarse: "It's okay, don't make a trip, she lives in a sterile cabin now, and she can only go home on Friday, see you at home then."
Lin Yan thought for a while, then glanced at Song Yuhang: "Okay, let's have dinner together tomorrow, long time no see..."
Lin Ge gave a low laugh: "It's hard for you to think of me, okay, where to eat?"
"Oh, am I so fickle?" Lin Yan protested slightly: "Whatever, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time, let's go for hot pot."
Lin Ge nodded: "Okay, you can decide on the location."
"Then at eight o'clock tomorrow night, I'll send you a message, see you soon."
"See you or leave."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuhang kept looking at her.
Lin Yan put the phone into the bag: "What's wrong?"
Song Yuhang looked at her lips: "It's really ruthless."
"What kind of crooked talk is this?" Lin Yan sneered, pushed the car door and got out of the car, but it didn't move a bit after pushing it.
She turned her head to look at Song Yuhang.
The man's eyes were burning.
The corners of Lin Yan's lips twitched slightly: "Aren't you going home?"
Song Yuhang shook his head: "Doesn't Forensic Doctor Lin welcome me to come and sit?"
After piercing the window paper, Lin Yan became more unscrupulous, leaning on the back of the chair and looking up at her, with a vague smile on the corner of his lips.
"Which 'sit'?"
Her red lips were slightly parted, and there was a coquettish smile in her affectionate eyes, which made people's hearts itch.
Song Yuhang leaned over and kissed her: "Anyway, they are all verbs, there is no difference."
Although Song Yuhang is a novice, he is a quick learner, and the two of them come and go, no matter who they are.
This position was slightly inconvenient, Song Yuhang reached out and hugged the man from the co-pilot.
Lin Yan was out of breath and supported her shoulders, thinking that if this continued, she would not be able to get up again tomorrow.
"You can sleep in my house, but don't touch your hands or feet."
Song Yuhang was in high spirits, and bit off the button of her shirt: "Then I won't sleep, I'll be in the car."
"You—" Lin Yan wanted to piss her off, shaking her shoulders and yelling, "Are you fucking trying to exhaust me to death?"
Song Yuhang smiled and pressed her forehead: "Okay, okay, don't do it, let's go up."
Lin Yan rummaged through the cabinets to find her toiletries: "If you come to live here often in the future, we have to buy some more things. After all, it's not good for you to wear my clothes to work every day."
Feng Jianguo has been bearded and stared at her these days, but Lin Yan doesn't care. If she is transferred away, the Technical Investigation Division of Jiangcheng City Bureau can close down immediately.
Song Yuhang smiled: "You are still thoughtful."
Lin Yan handed her the new pajamas: "I'll take a shower first, you can do whatever you want."
"Not together?" Song Yuhang asked back.
Lin Yan threw the towel directly on her face, and closed the bathroom door angrily: "Get out!!!"
Song Yuhang shrugged helplessly, put the towel pajamas on the sofa, planned to wear them after taking a shower, and looked at the whole villa by himself.
Every day during the day, a servant comes to clean it, so it is spotlessly clean, the floor is shiny, and there is not a single hair.
The marble tiles reflected the cold light under the pale light of the chandelier.
Song Yuhang shook his head, touched the wall lamp, turned off the ceiling, and replaced it with another warm yellow light, which made it look much warmer. He turned on the central air conditioner and adjusted the heating to a comfortable 28 degrees Celsius.
Lin Yan really doesn't know how to live, so he wasted such a nice house for nothing.
She looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and there were a few roses and wintersweet flowers swaying in the cold wind in the courtyard.
Song Yuhang ran out wearing slippers, picked a few flowers back, and grabbed a few small wild chrysanthemums from the corner for decoration.
When she came back, she pulled out a bottle that was suitable as a vase from her dazzling wine cabinet, washed it, trimmed the flower branches, inserted it and placed it on the bar.
As soon as the snow-white tablecloth was spread, the atmosphere changed immediately.
Song Yuhang took two steps back to appreciate his masterpiece, very satisfied, took out his phone from his pocket and pressed the shutter.
Seeing that Lin Yan hadn't come out yet, she went to wash her hands again, and was going to warm up a cup of milk for her to drink before going to bed. By the way, she checked what was in the refrigerator, so she could make her breakfast tomorrow.
Although she doesn't cook, chefs come over from time to time, and there are quite a lot of dishes in the double-door refrigerator.
Song Yuhang took a piece of chicken breast out to defrost, took out the cherry tomatoes and washed them, and they could be eaten as fruits later, and saw fresh mangoes in the fruit basket beside them.
After thinking about it, let's make her a stewed egg with milk. It's nutritious and delicious. Lin is tired of being picky. If it's just milk, she's afraid that she won't taste good.
When Lin Yan came out after taking a shower and wiping her hair, she was cracking eggs into a bowl. After a period of hard work in cooking, she was quite proficient in her movements.
At first sight of the warm yellow lights, the spread of tablecloths, and the fragrant flowers on the bar counter, Lin Yan thought he had come to the wrong house.
Song Yuhang turned to look at her when he heard the movement: "Make some supper, and dry your hair by yourself, and you can eat it in a while."
"What are you doing? I can't eat too much—" Lin Yan muttered, approaching her, standing on tiptoe and resting his chin on her shoulder.
Song Yuhang tilted his head slightly and smiled: "You must eat, you have to gain weight."
Lin Yan wrinkled her nose: "No, I have the training to be a half-public figure."
Song Yuhang let out a "tss" and fed her a diced mango.
"Why didn't you remember the cultivation of a public figure when you cursed people in the street and kissed people close to each other."
I don't know why, but the things she cooks are always particularly to her liking. Lin was tired of eating one, and opened his mouth to ask: "Ah—"
Song Yuhang had no choice but to cover the bowl, since there were not many cuts in the first place, he fed her the last one.
"Okay, don't eat it, I will use steamed eggs later."
Lin Yan nodded obediently, but actually licked the juice from her fingertips clean.
Song Yuhang thought of the softness in her body, his eyes dimmed, he turned his face a little stiffly, and fired.
"Turn off the fire in ten minutes, don't forget, forget it, I'll take a shower first, and turn it off by myself when I come out later."
After that, he took off his apron and put it on the cooking table, and hurried into the bathroom.
Looking at her fleeing back, the corners of Lin Yan's lips curled up slightly.
She usually goes to the lab when she comes back alone, or goes to bed with a drink, or stays out at night, and there are rarely such quiet nights.
Lin Yan leaned on the sofa to wipe his hair, the floor-to-ceiling curtains were drawn, and the boiler on the gas stove was sizzling. Song Yuhang also turned on the projector when he was cooking, and the sound was turned on to a low level, and a literary film was playing.
There were cleaned cherry tomatoes on the table, and she sat cross-legged on the sofa, watching and twisting one into her mouth, very comfortable.
After a while, there was the sound of hot air lifting the lid of the pot from the kitchen. Lin Yan said "Oops" to himself, and ran there barefoot before he had time to put on his shoes.
Song Yuhang was coming out of the bathroom: "Don't—"
Lin Yan already withdrew his hand like lightning, his eyes were red from the heat.
Song Yuhang ran over and turned off the fire, turned on the faucet, and pulled her fingers under the cold water to rinse.
"Didn't you say, wait until I come out?"
"Well, I'm too anxious..." Lin Yan whispered, put her hot red fingertips on her ears, and wrapped her in a large nightgown, she looked so small.
"It's okay, no blisters, it will be fine tomorrow."
Song Yuhang's eyes fell on her bare feet, and he hugged her up. Lin Yan graciously wrapped her around her waist and hung her arms around her neck.
She complained as she walked: "When can I save some time, I have to remember to turn off the fire first before lifting the lid, you understand?"
Lin Yan nodded, tugged at her ear and yelled, "I know."
Song Yuhang thumped him into the sofa, his ears were red, and he went to clean up the mess she left in the kitchen with a cold face.
In Lin Yan's short first half of his life, there has never been such a quiet and soft night.
Most of her life was full of dangers and twists and turns. When she was young, she was rebellious and provoked a lot of gangsters outside the school. She didn't like forming gangs, so the time when she went to and from school was the most dangerous time for her.
She often ran wildly in the streets and alleys with her schoolbag on her back, or was blocked and beaten at the entrance of the alley.
The reason for her beating was nothing more than that she was not pleasing to the eye, and the reason for others beating her was nothing more than that she had provoked a boy who was still pleasing to the eye.
If there were too many people, she wouldn't be able to beat them up, so when someone was placed on the order, she picked up a brick and smashed the person's head to pieces.
Run away after fighting, never love to fight.
Therefore, the gangsters from all schools in Jiangcheng City hated her to the bone.
She was late to class and left early, her grades plummeted, she smoked, played cards and surfed the Internet. She integrated into the society prematurely and lived a bloody life.
The last time I watched a movie with people's heads against each other was not long after I met Chu Nan.
But back then it wasn't that close, I forgot why, Lin Youyuan cut off her pocket money, and she didn't have any money, so she and Chunan evaded fare to go to the movie theater.
She had forgotten what movie she was watching that day.
She only remembered the curiosity and anticipation on Chu Nan's face when she was fiddling with the projector, and the joy and excitement when she saw the picture actually showing on the big screen.
Two little hands held together.
They sat in front of the screen.
Chu Nan's face overflowed with great excitement: "Lin Yan, this is my first time watching a movie."
"Really? We will come here often after that." Young Lin Yan rubbed his nose, but didn't tell her that it was actually his first time.
She is not favored in the Lin family, and no one will take her to the movies on purpose.
It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and they were kicked out by the theater administrator who found out later, kicked out of a street, and threatened to call the police, arrest them and put them in prison, and greeted their family viciously.
Chen Chunan was about to cry.
Lin Yan grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it over, knocking the old man headlong into the trash, covered his head with a bucket, punched and kicked him, especially the lower body, and dragged him before the police arrived. She ran away in a hurry.
Song Yuhang hugged her, and the two of them nestled on the sofa, watching the scene in the movie of two little girls in western clothes running hand in hand, kissed her hair, and asked her.
"I haven't asked you yet, is Chu Nan your first love?"
If it is, Lin Yannian has been chasing the murderer for fourteen years, this feeling should be unforgettable, how can he accept her easily, this has always been a question in Song Yuhang's heart, but he has no chance to ask it.
The atmosphere is right now, and Lin Yan's mood is also exceptionally peaceful.
She finally asked.
Lin Yan raised her eyes to look at her, shook her head firmly, and said softly, "It's because it's not my first love that I have a grudge, and I want to seek justice for her."
"At that time, my life was a mess. If it wasn't for her, I might be in prison now, let alone sitting here, becoming a forensic doctor, with my current identity and status."
"She is the one who pushes away all my clouds, my hope, my salvation."
After many years of mentioning her, Lin Yan's eyes were still slightly red, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"But we don't have that kind of relationship. At that time, I was very ignorant. How could I know this?"
"When I understand, it's too late."
Perhaps in everyone's life, there should be such a person, who is neither a lover nor a partner, has never hugged or kissed, has never done anything ambiguous, and has never even met. Get in the way of becoming an important role in the other person's life, or give wisdom, or companionship, or warmth, or hope.
No matter when you want to come, as long as there is such a person by your side, the world will be more colorful, and even those days when you were young and frivolous and in dire straits become lovely.
Chen Chunan is such an existence.
Her liking for her includes all of the above, but there is no sex and love.
So, how can it be called "first love".
This is just a small part of everyone's life about youth.
And for Lin Yan, because of Chunan's haggard passing away, it is even more regrettable, just like she once said, why can't beauty remain in the world, but darkness will eventually devour the world
This was unfair in the first place, and every midnight, dreaming back, thinking of the tragic death of her friend, Lin Yan couldn't sleep, and this tone eventually grew into a stubborn thorn in her heart, which made her feel so painful that she couldn't bear to live.
Song Yuhang understood.
She held her head and pressed her into her arms, stroking her hair: "I was late."
It's because he didn't become her childhood sweetheart, because he didn't accompany her through the thorny teenage years, and he didn't have time to accompany her across the ocean.
Song Yuhang even regretted bringing up this topic: "I'm sorry, I..."
The person buried in her arms moved, raised his eyes to look at her, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, but there was a smile on his face, and he gently pulled him down.
"It's not too late, it's just right now."
Whenever she fell into the bottom of the valley, there was always a pair of hands that firmly pulled her out. Chen Chunan was Chen Chunan in her youth, and Song Yuhang in her youth. There are few people in the world who are so lucky to meet people who are good to them.
Earlier, she didn't know love and was covered in thorns, Song Yuhang didn't know love, and was ignorant, so it may not be the best ending.
But now that both of them have passed their thirties, they are very clear about what the other party wants, and they can give each other what they want.
What Lin Yan offered was not only his lips, but also his tattered and spotless heart.
What Song Yuhang gave her was his faithful belief, fearless love, and a pure heart that was not refined by the world.
There was a sound of cloth rubbing against each other, and Song Yuhang responded to her gently. What was said on the TV had gradually become inaudible.
I don't know when it snowed outside, it was the first snow this winter.
Legend has it that people who meet the first snow will have good luck for a whole year.
The room separated by the curtains was warm, Lin Yan looked over from the corner of her clothes, saw snowflakes floating under the street lamp in the gap, and said vaguely: "It's... it's snowing."
Song Yuhang glanced back, and continued to bury his head: "Well...it's too cold, I can't go out."
That being said, she still couldn't hold her back, so the two dressed up and went out to play for a while.
That night, Lin Yan came back from the outside and fell into a deep sleep after soaking his feet. For the first time, he didn't drink alcohol or take medicine, and he didn't exercise before going to bed.
Song Yuhang carried her to the bed, turned the bedside lamp to the darkest, and got into the bed, hugging her.
People who have never been keen on sharing their lives have their first news.
—I will always be loyal to the ideal and you.
I will always be loyal to ideals and you.
"Ding dong" The phone on the bedside table rang, it was a notification sound of special concern.
Ji Jingxing touched the phone, swiped open the screen, saw her accompanying picture, and immediately felt incomprehensible.
The photo showed a vase quietly placed under the dim light. She had never thought about it before.
Two pairs of fluffy couple slippers placed together.
And Lin Yan who stood under the street lamp and wore a fleece hat blowing snow to the camera.
Ji Jingxing closed his eyes, and moved his fingertips to the trash can icon.
"Would you like to remove special concern?"
She made up her mind, clicked to confirm, two lines of tears flashed across the corners of her eyes, turned around and hugged her daughter tightly, and gently patted her on the back to lull her to sleep.
In the days that followed, Song Yuhang never expected that she and Lin Yan could withstand the abuse and attacks of others, the incomprehension of family members' protests, the sowing dissension of opponents, the disintegration of feelings, and the hail of guns and bullets. Over the years, he escaped from death again and again, and finally achieved a positive result.
She has only posted three updates in her life, and each one is related to her.
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Early the next morning, Lin Yan fulfilled his wish and got up late again, and Song Yuhang had already made breakfast.
"Hurry up, you'll be late again later."
She didn't torment herself last night, Lin Yan still slept well, and her appetite was okay, she ate a sandwich and half a bowl of salad, Song Yuhang didn't give her any, and handed her half a glass of milk.
"The salad is a bit cold, don't eat it, let's go after drinking."
Lin Yan protested and yelled, and was "taught" by the National People's Congress early in the morning.
This is really late.
However, being late and leaving early was a common occurrence for Lin Yan, and Song Yuhang was a department-level cadre after all, so no one dared to say anything.
The two entered the gate of the Municipal Bureau in a tacit understanding and left separately, ignoring each other.
During the meeting, Lin Yan still blew his beard and stared at her sarcastically, Song Yuhang refused to be outdone and snapped back, spattering the faces of the people below.
On the surface, it seemed that they were incompatible, but when they turned around to eat at noon, the two of them also disappeared together in a tacit understanding. Either Song Yuhang came out of the duty room where there was only one person, or Lin Yan came out of her office alone with his waist supported. come out.
When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Lin Yan left as usual, and Song Yuhang walked past her with his hands in his pockets, expressionless.
The two of them didn't look at each other, neither of them bothered to give each other a glance. In fact, Song Yuhang said in a voice that only she could hear: "I'll go to your house at night."
Lin Yan raised her eyebrows, showed a sneer, and walked away on high heels.
After a while, Lin Yan got a little bored waiting in the car, so Song Yuhang changed his clothes and opened the car door to get in.
She glanced back: "Is no one following you?"
Song Yuhang smiled and fastened his seat belt: "The person who can follow me without letting me notice is probably not born yet."
Lin Yan sneered, and stepped on the gas pedal: "The place has been fixed, it's still early, there is a shopping mall downstairs, let's go shopping and do some shopping."
Song Yuhang has always been obedient to her, except when the bureau needs her to maintain the dignity and face necessary for a criminal investigation captain.
"Okay, let's go, buy some hand sanitizer, so that you don't have to run to wash your hands every time you feel the mood..."
Lin Yan turned the steering wheel and almost ran to another road, angrily: "Song Yuhang, can't you think about anything other than this all day long?!"
After shopping at the mall, Song Yuhang happily took the hand sanitizer she wanted, put it in the trunk together with a large shopping bag, and locked the car.
The two walked upstairs to the hot pot restaurant together.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ge was already waiting.
The bottom of the pot was already served, and Lin Ge knew that she couldn't take spicy food, so she ordered a mandarin duck pot.
Hearing movement at the door of the box, Lin Ge stood up, but he didn't expect them to come in together.
Song Yuhang's arms wrapped around her shoulders, not like the kind of shoulder-to-shoulder hooks between friends, but slightly lowered, protecting her and letting her in first, and even thoughtfully opened the seat for her.
Lin Yan didn't sit down on the chair that Lin Ge pulled out, but sat a little further away.
Two people sat across from him.
Lin Yan said, "Brother, I met Officer Song on the road, don't you mind having one more person?"
Lin Ge smiled, and ordered the waiter to bring an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks: "What do you mind, after all, Ms. Song and I are also friends, and there are more people eating hot pot."
He handed over the menu: "I just ordered some, see what else you can eat, and order some more."
Lin Yan took it and ordered some vegetables and meat, but it was another person's favorite.
Lin Ge handed the menu to the waiter: "Serve now."
"Okay, Mr. Lin."
During the dinner, some ordinary chats were interspersed, including Lin's mother's illness and so on. Lin Ge reached out to pour wine for them, and Song Yuhang covered Lin Yan's cup.
"Let's not drink it, let's go to juice, and we have to go to work tomorrow."
Lin Yan glared at her: I want to drink, sister.
Song Yuhang squeezed her hand under the dining table: You shut up, you want to drink at home.
Lin Ge was slightly stunned, and poured it for himself: "Okay, then I'll drink it."
Song Yuhang raised his glass: "Juice instead of wine, make one."
The corner of Lin Yan's mouth twitched, and he rolled his eyes.
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, she finally didn't forget the topic.
"Brother, do you know that Gao Qiang?" Lin Yan asked tentatively.
Lin Ge frowned: "Who?"
Ask subconsciously.
Song Yuhang and her looked at each other.
Lin Yan bit his chopsticks and slowly helped him recall: "It was the one who danced with me at your birthday party and wanted to take advantage of me."
Lin Ge suddenly realized: "Oh, him, I forgot if you didn't tell me, I forgot which friend brought it, and I met that time, what's wrong? Didn't I hear the news recently that his family went bankrupt? Or is he harassing you again?"
Lin Ge squeezed the wine glass tightly: "Whoever dares to harass you, I will break his leg, me."
Lin Yanxiao: "Oh, it's so easy to harass me. The grandson of the turtle beat me to the ground with one move. No, I'm just curious. Just ask."
Song Yuhang observed their interactions and expressions impeccably. Lin Yan asked him where he was on the night of January 15th, and the answer he got was that he was in the hospital with his mother for a physical examination.
In this case, there is no time to commit crimes.
Lin Yan breathed a sigh of relief, raised the juice glass and touched Lin Ke: "Go one."
Song Yuhang also took a sip, and the phone rang as soon as she sat down, and she didn't want to answer it when she saw the name.
Lin Yan glanced at her with a slightly cool smile.
Song Yuhang died.
Ji Jingxing called her three times.
Lin Yan turned away as if nothing had happened: "Go ahead, in case there is something urgent."
Lin Ge stopped his chopsticks and looked at them.
Song Yuhang thought for a while, and was just about to pick up the call when the call was cut off, and then a call came from the Municipal Bureau.
As soon as the other party said a word, she stood up suddenly: "What?! Xiao Wei is missing?!"
In her anxiety, she still didn't forget to glance at Lin Yan. Lin Yan pursed the corners of his lips, looked serious, and nodded, motioning for her to go first.
Only then did Song Yuhang run out, asking questions like a cannonball: "When did you report the case? Who reported the case? Has anyone found it now?!"
The operator's voice was also a little anxious: "I disappeared four hours ago. The mother of the person concerned reported the case. We checked it in the system and found that it was with you... so I called you immediately."
Song Yuhang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and pushed open the door of the mall.
"Adjust the monitoring first, I'll be right back."