Let go of the murderer and let me come!

Lin Sihang wrapped up his coat tightly and ran downstairs. The day changed as it said. The eyes of the person who was still shining brightly in the morning were dazzled. It was just the time when he was smoking a cigarette on the rooftop. Now it was already covered with dark clouds. The cloud was already thick and seemed to be pressing down. Lin Sihang felt that he was getting bored, and he didn't like this kind of weather very much.

Make him depressed.

"Brother Lin, go smoke again!" Han Yue said as he watched Lin Sihang come in, chewing on the sandwich Sun Shaoshi had made at home.

Lin Sihang looked around the office, "Where is Song Haozhe?"

"I seem to have gone to the archives room." Yang Yizong walked in right behind him, pointed outside, "They said they were going to find information on an old case..."

"What old case?" Lin Sihang was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

Yang Yizong froze for a moment, then shook his head in confusion, "Captain Song didn't say anything, he just answered the phone and went."

Lin Sihang frowned, and the suspicion in his heart expanded infinitely.

The topic discussed with Song Haozhe before, the two of them did not bring it up again, no matter whether they were not sure or did not dare to suspect, but both of them knew well that if this matter was true, it would involve more than one or two people .

The call Song Haozhe received should be from Yunhu.

He didn't know why he was so sure. The sixth sense of a woman's body is now quite powerful in him. There are two archives, one is a new archive, and the other is on the upper floor, which has passed the prosecution period. Or the unsolved case summary, because it is an old archive room, when entering the door, a very damp smell hits the face.

Lin Sihang couldn't tell why he came to this room, but his intuition had always been accurate about Lin Siyang.

Song Haozhe was rummaging through the shelves at the very back, and Lin Sihang walked over with light steps.

"What are you looking for?" Lin Sihang asked softly.

Song Haozhe paused while searching for things, then he turned his head and saw that it was Lin Sihang before he heaved a sigh of relief, "Why did you come up here?"

Lin Sihang pursed his lips, and leaned back slightly on the shelf, "Yang Yizong said you answered a phone call."

"Yeah." Song Haozhe looked around for the numbers above, and took out a portfolio from the top row, "It's Yunhu."

"I guessed it." Lin Sihang looked along Song Haozhe's hand.

"My husband is really smart..." Song Haozhe smiled, and carefully opened the file bag.

Lin Sihang frowned. This file bag belonged to Lin Siyang, and the date and name were written on it. The only thing people didn't expect was that it was actually a blank sheet of paper!

"What's going on here?" Lin Sihang lowered his voice and asked anxiously, "What the fuck is inside!"

He couldn't guarantee anything else, but the autopsy report was all recorded by him himself, so why is it now a blank sheet of paper!

Song Haozhe was even more stunned, his hand holding the portfolio was shaking a little, "Let's go out first, then we'll talk..."

Watching Song Haozhe put the file bag back to its original place, Lin Sihang followed Song Haozhe out of the file room with small steps.

This old archive room is not like the new archive room. Where all the files are stored, you need to search through several notebooks. Compared with the computerization of the new archive room, it will be much easier to find a file in this room.

From the window in the corridor, we could already see that it was raining outside. It was pouring heavily, and some raindrops landed on the window, causing splashes. Occasionally, there would be one or two thunderclaps. Lin Sihang's feet were a little numb, and he stared at the window in a daze.

Song Haozhe put his hands in his pockets, and followed Lin Sihang's gaze to look out.

"It was Yunhu who suddenly said, let me go to the archives room..." Song Haozhe said, sighing, but still couldn't hold back Lin Sihang's back, "At first I thought he wanted me to see the records inside, who knows..."

"Why did he let you watch?" Lin Sihang turned his head, stared at Song Haozhe and asked, his tone was a little hoarse, "Why do you trust him so much?"

"Baby..." Song Haozhe frowned, looked at Lin Sihang's flushed eyes, and knew Lin Sihang's uneasiness in his heart, "He is not someone else..."

"Where did my brother's files go?" Lin Sihang clenched his fingers, trying to hold back the urge to growl, God knows when he saw the empty file bag, he almost jumped up, all the anxiety and doubts were about to swallow him up like a black hole "Why my brother? Where did my brother's stuff go!"

"... Sihang." Song Haozhe called Lin Sihang's name for the first time, seeing Lin Sihang's appearance, he followed with distress, "I didn't come because of Yunhu's call..."

"Why is that?" Lin Sihang asked.

Song Haozhe pulled Lin Sihang into his arms and hugged him tightly, "My dad... my dad's portfolio is also empty."

"What?" Lin Sihang raised his head in Song Haozhe's arms in surprise, his head was blank, and it took him a long time to realize what Song Haozhe said.

"My dad's file bag is also empty. The forensic report I showed you earlier was obtained from an old police officer who was on duty at the same time as my dad. It's not the original copy..." Song Haozhe sighed, his arms exerted a little force.

Maybe it was because he wanted to comfort Lin Sihang, or maybe he also wanted to find peace of mind from Lin Sihang. The two of them hugged each other. What happened so suddenly, Lin Sihang didn't even know how to tell Ms. Yang and the others.

My brother's case is still unclear.

Although Qian Jun was arrested, there may still be a real culprit behind the scenes.

And about Uncle Song...

Why would all the files of the two people disappear?

Deliberate concealment, or deliberate cover-up?

When the phone in Song Haozhe's pocket rang, the two came back to their senses. The rain outside was a little lighter, and the weather was not so gloomy. Lin Sihang moved his tired arms, rubbed his swollen head, and felt a little dizzy. stupid.

"Huh?" Song Haozhe dragged Lin Sihang downstairs while listening to Yang Yizong's call, "On the way back, what's wrong?"

What was said on the phone, Song Haozhe frowned deeper and deeper.

Seeing Song Haozhe hang up the phone, Lin Sihang asked, "Another case?"

"Fuck..." Song Haozhe took a deep breath, "A girl in school jumped off the building..."

"Jump off a building?" Lin Sihang held onto the wall with his hands, "This fucking day by day..."

"Team Song!" Yang Yizong walked out of the office and said anxiously, "We have to hurry, it's raining now, and we won't be able to find anything in a while..."

Lin Sihang suddenly turned around and walked out, "Hurry up! Why are you standing there?"

Zhang Tuo ran out while putting on his coat, "Isn't it... the incident of jumping off the building is under our jurisdiction?"

"It counts as dead!" Song Haozhe said.

The school where the accident happened was a key high school. When Lin Sihang and the others arrived, school security and police officers from the police station had already come to seal the scene.

"What's going on?" Song Haozhe walked into the cordon wearing a raincoat, surrounded by many students, and some of them were taking videos with their mobile phones. Song Haozhe was a little annoyed, so he grabbed a little policeman and said, "Where's the school leader?"

The little policeman pointed forward, "That's the principal..."

Song Haozhe followed his gaze, and directed Yang Yizong to let the students disperse quickly, and walked towards the principal by himself.

Lin Sihang squatted next to the girl who jumped off the building and watched carefully. He reached out and touched the corpse's arm. After confirming that the person was dead, he waved to Zhang Tuo, "Did you ask? What's going on?"

The hair on Zhang Tuo's forehead was already wet from the rain, and the trousers were covered with mud. He couldn't bear to look at the dead body, and said from a distance of one meter, "I went to the roof of the school an hour ago. The fire brigade came from behind. The police persuaded me to Originally it was the girl who had already retreated, I wonder if it was an accident caused by a slippery foot, the girl fell down before the people below could react."

"What are you doing at school?" Lin Sihang frowned, rainwater dripped into his eyes, when he blinked a few times subconsciously, and what he said with Song Haozhe before, he was now in a state of irritability and panic, "Which school rooftop is not Lock it? Are you not afraid of accidents?"

"The principal said..." Song Haozhe trotted over a few steps, seeing the blood mixed with rainwater at Lin Sihang's feet, his expression was not good. "The roof door is locked, this girl doesn't know how to open it..."

"Damn it..."

"Brother Lin!" Yang Yizong shouted at Lin Sihang not far away, "What should I do? Will the corpse be moved back?"

"Did the Trace Section take pictures?" Lin Sihang stood up and asked.

"It's all done!" Yang Yizong said, "I'm waiting for you to speak here."

"Move away." Lin Sihang said.

"How...can you judge?" Song Haozhe asked.

Lin Sihang pointed to the top, "falling from such a high place, it can be seen that there are fractures at present, and the specifics need to be dissected to determine."

Song Haozhe didn't speak, and waved at Yang Yizong, signaling him to go back first.

Zhang Tuo had already gone to ask the girl's head teacher, and there were the girl's family members two meters away, crying heartbreakingly, while ambulances and fire brigade vehicles were also evacuating.

The place was a mess.

Although the students had been evacuated as much as possible, there were still a few people standing not far away, who looked like the dean, who dragged the students away with a few curses at the top of their lungs. Lin Sihang felt that he was laughing at this moment It is estimated that he will be beaten when he comes out.

"...Is this the second incident at this school?" Lin Sihang wanted to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard the police from the police station behind who hadn't left talking, so he quickly pricked up his ears to listen.

"The girl had a good life when she came here last time. She only broke her leg..." the policeman clicked his lips regretfully, "Why don't you say that children nowadays don't cherish themselves?"

"That's not it..." The second police officer probably was afraid of being heard by others, so he lowered his voice as much as possible, "When we came last time, the one that just moved... was still booing down there..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Policeman One anxiously patted Policeman Two, "We're done talking casually, don't talk to others...

"

"Don't talk, don't talk..." The two policemen nodded.

"Don't say anything?" Lin Sihang crossed his arms, and the aunt next to him seemed to have heard the general idea. Looking at the two people who looked like trainee policemen with no experience in the scene, he put on an expression of 'I am the uncle', "You You two... tell me everything you know!"

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow will be a day off, and Thursday will continue.

I don't know if there are any little ones who know about the 'Jiangge incident', I feel that it is not very good to say this here.

But you can go to my Weibo and check it out, and help Jiang Ge's mother if you know it.

Weibo: Xianjiu is super busy

Thank you.