What's in the depths II

Wu Xia was stunned for a moment, then Nuo Nuo said: "I don't have any serious physical problems, so I don't need to."

"Don't worry, I just see that your complexion is not very good. If you don't want to, I won't force it." An Yan said so, but his eyes remained firmly on Wu Xia, with a look of "You won't let me I'll check and I won't leave today" with a firm look.

Wu Xia sighed slightly, then sat down on the sofa: "Then you... please go ahead."

An Yan was not polite to him, he took out a stethoscope from the survey box and put it on, pointed at the corner of Wu Xia's clothes, and motioned him to take off his pajamas.

Wu Xia obediently lifted off his pajamas, only to find that he was so thin that he could be described as bony, his ribs were clearly visible, and his skin was even sunken.

An Yan sat on the side with no expression on his face. He suddenly raised his eyes, stared straight at Wu Xia, and said coldly, "Have you ever suffered from bronchial disease before?"

"Yes, I have hereditary asthma." Wu Xia agreed honestly.

"Okay, if that's the case, I hope you have time to provide us with a medical record of hereditary asthma from a municipal hospital." An Yan said, took off the stethoscope and put it away.

Not only Wu Xia himself, but even the members of the special case team didn't know what kind of medicine An Yan Gourd was selling.

After they bid farewell to Wu Xia, as soon as they left the house, Yun Qian immediately chased after him, poked An Yan on the shoulder, and asked, "Why did you suddenly have to check him up?"

"When he was breathing, there was a noise, and I found a bottle of long-acting beta2-agonist on the table in his bedroom."

"What is that?" Yunqian asked blankly.

"A controller medicine for bronchial asthma."

Yun Qian still didn't understand: "Then what does this have to do with the case?"

"The main component of formalin is formaldehyde, which can kill the putrefactive bacteria in the corpse, but at the same time, if it is exposed to it for a long time, it will also damage the respiratory mucosa of the living body, causing bronchial lesions and asthma, but he said that he has hereditary asthma. I He was asked to provide a certificate from the hospital."

"In other words, that human skin has been soaked in formalin for more than ten years, but it was taken out recently. People who have been dealing with formalin are prone to bronchial asthma, and his Asthma is such a...coincidence." Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, "So you suspect that he wasn't telling the truth?"

"Maybe it's not telling the truth, or maybe it's hiding something, but don't jump to conclusions, let's speak with evidence."

An Yan opened the car door and got in the car, fell into the back seat, rubbing the space between his brows wearily.

"We are going to the editor in charge of Wu Xia's publishing house next, or you go back to the police station to rest?" Seeing An Yan's sleepiness like this, Yun Qian could guess that he stayed up late last night to do research again.

"It's okay, you can sleep peacefully by solving the case early, let's go."

Seeing Wu Xia's editor in charge, the editor in charge began to look through the tax invoices before he could speak.

Yu Yuan held him down: "We belong to the General Bureau of Criminal Investigation, and taxation is not our responsibility. We are here this time for the author Wu Xia's book that is under your management."

The editor in charge picked his ears and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Yuan rolled his eyes, thinking what kind of big-headed doll this kid is pretending to be with him, the Internet is about to explode because of this matter, can he not know?Shit, it's obvious that he thinks Wu Xia is his cash cow, and he doesn't want others to touch this cash cow.

"We just want to ask, when did you receive the manuscript of Wu Xia's work?"

The editor in charge thought for a while: "It was probably last January, and the final draft was last November."

Yu Yuan nodded, it seemed that Wu Xia was indeed not lying.

After walking around, I found nothing again. At the end of the day, everyone was somewhat discouraged.

"Leader Wen said that the similarity between the human skin and the deceased lies in the word 'mother'. What does that mean?"

"You ask him, I don't know, I'm still annoyed to be called away halfway through the conversation." Yu Yuan sighed heavily, took off his shoes, and lay down on the sofa.

Yunqian immediately covered his nose: "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first, my father is still waiting for me to go home for dinner."

Yu Yuan glanced at him and muttered, "Isn't it just a little foot smell, why is it so exaggerated".

Yunqian shook his head, it's really so-called living in it for a long time without realizing it, I really admire my sister-in-law for being able to put up with him for so many years, otherwise he would have filed for divorce long ago.

"By the way, this is for you." Yu Yuan said, took out two cards from his pocket, and threw them over.

Yunqian took the card and asked, "What is it?"

"Movie ticket, I made an appointment with my wife to watch it together, but she sent me to accompany her little sister, don't waste it, you go with your..." Yu Yuan winked, " The person is still in the director's office, so don't miss it."

Yun Qian immediately understood, and gave Yu Yuan a thumbs up: "I invite you to dinner when I'm free, thank you."

Before leaving the house, Yunqian deliberately turned on the front camera of his mobile phone to take a photo, and couldn't help but admire: "What a beautiful young man in Yushu Linfeng, who can't sleep at night looking at the mirror by himself."

"Go away."

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I don't know what An Yan and Lao Li are plotting in the office, Yun Qian waited at the door for more than half an hour before An Yan came out.

"An forensic doctor." Yun Qian immediately chased after him.

An Yan turned to look at him, and asked casually, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I suddenly remembered that I bought two tickets for today's movie. I couldn't find anyone to watch it. I happened to meet you, so I thought it was to relax." Yunqian said sincerely.

"That's really a coincidence." This sentence clearly contained a hint of "I don't know the little tricks in your heart, but I just won't expose you".

As soon as the words were finished, a hand stretched out from behind Yunqian, and took the movie ticket unceremoniously: "No one is looking for me, I'm still here."

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned around after realizing the reaction, facing an old face with bumps and holes.

"Bureau, Bureau Chief." Yun Qian immediately stood up straight and saluted Lao Li respectfully.

He was smiling on the surface, but in his heart: Give me back the ticket!You, an old uncle, are messing around with something.

Old Li cleared his throat, leaned into Yunqian's ear and whispered, "I heard that you often follow An Yan maliciously?"

Yun Qian was not happy when he heard it: "Who is chewing on the tongue, why are you maliciously following me? You need evidence to spread rumors."

"Speaking evidence is still called spreading rumors." Lao Li glared, "But let me tell you, don't pester An Yan all day long, people don't want to date their girlfriends, you old man, you go there every day What are people calling for?"

"He doesn't have a girlfriend." Yun Qian immediately retorted.

"Do you know anything else? They still have to report to you?" As he spoke, Lao Li put the ticket back in his pocket, "An Yan is already busy, and he relies on the research institute every day to leave some private information for others." Space, let’s forget it this time, let’s not make an example next time.”

Yunqian said "Bah bah" twice in his heart, thinking that this old Li is too lenient.

Just turning his head, An Yan didn't know where he went.

Yun Qian didn't care about talking superficially with Old Li, and hurried downstairs. The moment An Yan was about to leave the house, Yun Qian grabbed him violently.

An Yan turned around in surprise and looked at him: "What's wrong."

Yun Qian panted and took out the two movie tickets from his pocket: "Ten, the show starts at 10:30, there is still time to go now."

An Yan was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Then I'll go back to feed the dog first, I was in a hurry this morning, and I forgot to put the dog food."

"You still have dogs?"

"Pick it up."

"Then I'll drive you." Without waiting for An Yan to refuse, Yun Qian didn't give him this chance, and trotted all the way to the parking space to drive.

An Yan bought a two-bedroom bachelor apartment in Huashi District, which is relatively close to the police station, and he usually lives here and rarely goes home.

This is Yunqian's first visit, and as expected, the whole room is filled with cold, hard and cold wind, mainly in gray and white tones, just like An Yan, who is neither fresh nor vivid.

As soon as the door was opened, the little white pug dog that was picked up flicked its tail and greeted An Yan, pawing at An Yan's leg enthusiastically, as if accusing the heartbroken man of why he came back so late, and whether there were other dogs outside .

After putting away the food and water, An Yan just stood aside and watched the dog eat.

"What's its name?" Yunqian asked.

In fact, he was quite curious about what kind of name a wood like An Yan would give a dog, whether it was a combination of words or English, but no matter which one had a relationship with An Yan, it seemed nondescript.

"No name." An Yan turned around and walked towards the entrance.

"Huh? I think Gouzi is not young anymore, and he should have his own name."

An Yan put on his shoes, pushed the door and went out: "Sometimes, giving a name gives you feelings, and no matter who it is, it will leave sooner or later. As long as you don't have any expectations at the beginning, you won't be too sad when you leave .”

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

"I don't understand. Just because I will be separated sooner or later, I refused to approach others from the beginning? But there are always people who want to approach, such as..."

After all, the word "I" still didn't have the courage to say it.

"There are still 10 minutes before the movie starts, are you sure you want to continue standing here in a daze?" An Yan looked at his watch and asked.

Yun Qian hurriedly returned to his senses and chased after him, clutching the two movie tickets tightly in his pocket.

An Yan is different from others. Almost most people will hold the romantic idea of ​​"not daring to break up with you until the sea is dry" when they start dating. Only he thinks that no matter whether it is a lover or a relative, they are no match for life and death. It is better not to have any expectations from the beginning, or even ignore the expectations of others, when you come to the day when you are sad because of parting.

When these words were spoken, Yun Qian, who was originally full of confidence "as long as you work hard, you can hold An Yan's body", suddenly retreated at that moment.

It turns out that not all efforts will be rewarded, and not all expectations will be responded to.

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The movie ticket that Yu Yuan bought was a romantic comedy that was only released in the past few days. It had a big production, a big director, and the top entertainment stars participated in it, but the movie was really bad. Bathroom, it is even doubtful whether these big names can't beat the screenwriter of this movie, so they can make this kind of rotten and weird movie.

And An Yan, who has never written his anger and joy on his face, just had a paralyzed face all the time. After the movie ended, he would not yell at "return my money to rubbish movies" like other audiences.

Although the film is not very good, but the ending song is really good, composed by famous domestic musicians, it can be said that the ending song is more valuable than the film itself.

A special song will remind of a special person, and that special person is walking in front of me.

An Yan is tall, and Yunqian needs to look up to see the back of his head, and this person always gives people a distant and indifferent sense of distance, even if he is close in front of him, he still feels far away.

But maybe I'm cheap, and I can't be more clear about his attitude. I've said good and bad things tens of thousands of times, but I just don't have a brain. hand.