My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

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Lin Youyuan was pushed out by the butler, followed by a large group of elites in suits and leather shoes.

Two half-grown children were making trouble in the garden, and the nanny followed behind.

"Lin Ge, follow up, let's go over there to play."

"Miss, miss, don't run away, you can't catch the goldfish in the pond, the master paid a lot of money to buy it back..."

Seeing that the nanny was about to catch up, the little girl raised water from the pond and splashed her all over. She ran away with the lively goldfish in her arms, but unexpectedly stepped on the moss, slipped and fell into the mud.

The goldfish is bouncing on the ground.

The girl fell on the side of the wheelchair and was picked up by one hand.

With a cold face, Lin Youyuan said in a deep voice: "Take it down, put it in confinement, and release it when you know you've made a mistake."

"Let go of me, let me go... bastard!"

……

Lin Yan blinked, but those images disappeared again.

Song Yuhang pulled people in and asked, "Where is the swing?"

Lin Yan lowered his eyes: "In the back garden."

There is an artificial forest behind Lin's mansion, which is full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, camphor trees, white birches, and ginkgo biloba. Each season has its own scene, and the wind makes the sound of rustling leaves.

Because no one took care of it, the leaves that fell last autumn and winter formed a layer of rotten and soft soil underfoot.

The two walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The swing frame was set up under the birch tree, covered with dust, shaking slightly in mid-air.

Lin Yan caressed the strangle marks on the birch tree next to him: "There was no swing here..."

"Then..." Song Yuhang asked curiously.

Lin Yan smiled: "When I was young, Lin Ge and I played here, and suddenly wanted to tie a hemp rope to a tree for a swing. There were no protective measures, and we fell on our backs."

"The next day, the swing set was set up."

Song Yuhang wiped the dust off the seat with a tissue: "Would you like to sit down?"

Lin Yan's gaze fell from the swing frame to the thick layer of fallen leaves below, and said softly, "No, let's dig."

Song Yuhang found a shovel, and Lin Yan also found a thick branch to dig the soil together, but they were pulled away.

"No, just wait by the side, it will be fine soon."

After touching for about 10 minutes, beads of sweat oozed from Song Yuhang's forehead, and he couldn't dig it with a shovel.

She threw away the shovel and dug the earth with her hands.

"found it."

Two people pulled out a rusty iron box.

Song Yuhang wiped off the dirt on it and handed it to her: "That's it."

Lin Yan stretched out her hand and flinched back. After a long while, she took the iron box with her encouragement and broke it open forcefully.

A dozen gold bars fell out of it, as well as a yellowed photo.

In the photo, Lin Youyuan stood on the reef with his arms around the shoulders of his two good brothers, while Su Yue stood leaning on the reef and pulled Lin Youyuan's collar, which made his expression distorted and funny, but everyone All smiling.

The undisguised bright smile made Lin Yan's eyes warm, and she turned the photo over to look at it.

There is a line of words written on it: I'm sorry, Lin Yan, this is the only photo of your mother that Dad has.

Don't blame the name your mother gave you. If she didn't love you, she wouldn't have given birth to you, and she wouldn't have left you to me when she was dying.

When you see these, it means that Dad is no longer here, and the gold bars are for you in case of emergency, but I hope that when you don't use it,

Finally, Yanan... Daddy loves you.

The signature is Lin Youyuan.

Lin Yan stared, tears welling up in his eyes.

Song Yuhang pulled out a few more wooden sticks from the bottom of the box, as well as the tattered paper strips attached to them.

"This is……"

With just one glance, Lin Yan recognized what it was.

"Lin Ge, do you think he will like it?"

"Yes, the lanterns we hate to make are the most beautiful lanterns in the world."

"Playing things and losing your mind, take them and throw them away, and you are not allowed to go out to play from today on."

……

The lantern that was supposed to be thrown into the trash bin appeared here.

The paper painted with red paint has begun to fade, and the skeleton of the lantern is also broken. It is no different from garbage, but he is put together with his gold bars, his treasures, and buried here solemnly. The way told her the answer she had wanted for a long time.

Lin Yan held the box and knelt on the ground, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Song Yuhang took her into his arms and patted her on the back lightly.

"Is there anything else to take?"

Lin Yan shook his head.

Song Yuhang held her face in his hands and wiped away her tears.

"Let's go, Mom is still waiting for us to go home for dinner."

***

A month later.

On the day when Song Yuhang returned to the Municipal Public Security Bureau to report on his work, Lin Yan also got up early.

She took a cup of coffee and leaned on the table staring at the cloakroom in a daze. Song Yuhang passed behind her and put the plate in his hand on the table.

"What's the matter, breakfast is ready, eat quickly, don't you have to go back to the technical detective soon?"

Lin Yan: "I'm thinking about what to wear."

Song Yuhang smiled, took the coffee cup away from her hand, and rubbed her face: "You look good in anything, of course, it's even better if you don't wear it..."

Lin Yan's face turned red, and the corners of his lips curled up a little, pushing the person away: "I'm going to be the leader, and you're so shameless."

Song Yuhang was not annoyed, he pulled the chair and set the tableware for her: "I don't know if you are the director or not. I have only one identity in front of you, and that is your lover."

Lin Yan picked up a sandwich and took a bite: "Well, the craftsmanship is pretty good, one day I won't be a policeman, I can be a cook."

Song Yuhang filled another bowl of oatmeal with milk for her, with a smile on his lips all the time.

"Practice makes perfect, eat more if it tastes good."

When she went to wash the dishes after dinner, Lin Yan screamed in the cloakroom: "Song Yuhang, I'm getting fat again!!!"

It was not difficult to hear her grief and indignation in her voice.

Song Yuhang turned around and shouted: "It's good to be fat, healthy, and feel better..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she froze in place.

Lin Yan was wearing her old police uniform, a light blue formal shirt with a tie and a disciplinary button, and a spring and autumn uniform over it. The clothes were ironed straight, and the waistline was slightly retracted, making her legs appear more slender. Waist, heroic.

The colors and styles of these clothes are too old, and wearing them on others will only make people feel old-fashioned and abstinent.

But when it was worn on Lin Yan, Song Yuhang wanted to tear it off.

Lin Yan was still moving around, grabbing the excess thread on his body: "This dress fit me last year, but why does it feel so small this year, and I don't feel comfortable anywhere."

Song Yuhang shook off the water from his hand, walked over and picked her up, and pecked her lips: "Well, let me inspect the goods, it's time for a new one."

Lin Yan was carried to the table and sat on the dining table, panting and raised her head: "Report at ten o'clock, we still have to go to the cemetery."

Song Yuhang licked his lips, and buttoned the torn clothes for her: "Okay, we'll talk when we come back."

***

Cemetery in the western suburbs of Jiangcheng City.

Lin Youyuan is buried here.

When Lin Yan walked over with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his arms, he didn't expect that someone was already there.

Feng Jianguo unscrewed a bottle of good wine, spilled some, and put the rest in front of the tombstone.

Lin Yan: "What are you doing here?"

He heard footsteps behind him and didn't turn his head.

"Come to say goodbye."

Lin Yan sneered, put the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, and prepared to leave.

Feng Jianguo stood still: "You still can't forgive him? He may not be a good father, but he is definitely a competent informant, an unsung hero."

Lin Yan took two steps back and stood up straight, looking at the black and white photo on his tombstone, said calmly.

"I can forgive him, can my mother forgive him? Can Lin Yan forgive him? Can the dead Chunan and Chen's mother forgive him? Can Zhu Tuhu, who died unjustly in prison, forgive him? Guo Xiaoguang, who has been incognito for most of his life Can the mother and son forgive him?"

"If he could have confessed to Lin Ke earlier, maybe those innocent people would not have died."

"What right do I have to forgive him for these people?"

"When the facts of the crime are established and the corpse is placed in front of me, it means that a living life has pressed the pause button forever, whether it is him, Lin Ge, or anyone."

"I will never forgive."

Song Yuhang walked behind her and patted her shoulder lightly.

Lin Yan turned around and gave a wry smile, then shifted his gaze to the tombstone, and took a medal from his chest.

"However, as a forensic doctor and a people's policeman, I sincerely thank him for all his efforts to eliminate drug gangs. No matter in the past or now, tens of thousands of families have been spared. This meritorious service should go to him. half."

Lin Yan leaned over slightly, and placed his medal of merit in front of the offering.

The candlelight was flickering, and the sun was rising thousands of miles away. The three people in front of the tombstone raised their right hands to their temples in unison.

***

Municipal Public Security Bureau.

The news that Song Yuhang is about to leave and soon become the deputy director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau has spread like wildfire. This is truly well deserved. Before she arrives, Duan Cheng and the others are already gearing up to celebrate her. up.

When they got out of the car, they just opened the door and entered the office. There were flowers, balloons and ribbons, and several people were still wearing welcome ribbons.

The one on the left: The sea is wide with the fish leaping, the sky is high with the birds flying, congratulations to Team Song for his success, let’s show his ambitions again!

The one on the right: Today is better than yesterday, and every day is better than every day. Song Dui turned over and sang, beaming with joy!

Lin Yan was about to laugh like crazy: "This is such a mess!"

Song Yuhang glared at her, his face turning blue and white: "It's smoky, clean it up within 3 minutes, all staff will hold a meeting in the conference room, and those who arrive late will be deducted from their performance for the month!"

A group of people waited with big eyes and small eyes, and when they threw things away, the birds and beasts immediately scattered.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

"No, why can't this ribbon be removed!" Duan Cheng blushed anxiously: "Fang Xin, Fang Xin, help me! Xin! Xin!"

In his wailing, Fang Xin had already rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, took a cup of tea, and walked quickly to the meeting room.

"Calling the soul?! Do it yourself!"

Duan Cheng was heartbroken: "When you clearly came up with an idea, you also had a share..."

Lin Yan picked up the pen and folder from his desk, walked in front of her, smiled coquettishly, and slapped the documents on her chest.

"Hey, Chief Song is such a big show."

Song Yuhang smiled slightly, walked towards the meeting room with her, leaned closer on purpose, and whispered to her ear: "These little bastards are used to fooling around with me, so what will happen if you don't get offended... In a meeting, Do me a favor."

Having said that, Lin Yan has such a violent temper, and even if there is a disagreement in the meeting, she will explode at any point, but she is the only one who dares to challenge Song Yuhang, a deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, and a chief forensic doctor, spit all over the place.

It seems to have returned to the time of tit-for-tat two years ago.

The crowd below trembled: Who am I?where am I?what happened?Am I in a meeting or am I eating dog food?

In the afternoon, Song Yuhang's office was also tidied up, and the little police officer was about to take out a plaque. The new one was a young leader, who probably didn't like these old-fashioned things.

Unexpectedly, Song Yuhang was standing behind him, staring at the words on the plaque:

Iron shoulders shoulder morality, loyalty builds a police soul.

These were the words that Zhao Junfeng left to Feng Jianguo, and he hung them in his office intact, and did not take them away until he left office to report to the provincial department.

The little police officer struggled to turn the plaque over, and was about to carry it out when he held him firmly with one hand.

Song Yuhang: "Keep it, and hang it there."