Let go of the murderer and let me come!

I didn't tell Ms. Yang about Lin Sihang's injury. One of them was lost, and the other was stabbed because of work. If Lao Lin was killed, he would not let him continue to be a policeman.

Lin Sihang didn't know why he was so persistent. It wasn't that he liked this job. After thinking about it, he always felt that he didn't know what to do other than this job.

As a forensic doctor, he is half a policeman, seeking justice for the victims.

Sounds very righteous and quite respectable.

But his original intention should be to keep up with Lin Siyang's footsteps. He has imagined more than once what it would be like to fight side by side with Lin Siyang.

Lin Siyang was like a sun in Lin Sihang's heart, he always wanted to meet it, but everything was gone.

His sun let Qian Jun's pseudo-descendant shoot/down.

This was Lin Siyang's first nightmare after he died in the line of duty a year ago.

The accompanying aunt was sleeping soundly on the small bed, Lin Sihang opened his eyes in a daze, the bedside light was always on, and the flustered feeling became more and more obvious.

In the dream, Lin Siyang stood silently, smiling at him with a file bag in his hand.

He wanted to go over and hold Lin Siyang, and opened his mouth to tell him not to be an undercover agent, but he seemed to be cursed all over his body, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.

"Sihang, is dad being stubborn again?" Lin Siyang asked him in his dream.

Lin Sihang wanted to cry, his chest felt uncomfortably congested, his nasal cavity seemed to be smeared with wasabi from sashimi dipping sauce, it choked him so much that he wanted to shed tears.

The wound started to hurt again, the accompanying aunt turned over with small movements, Lin Sihang sat up slowly, stretched out his hand from under the pillow and sent Song Haozhe a message.

- I'm leaving the hospital.

Song Haozhe's heart skipped a beat when he saw the information. In the past two days, he has searched through the surveillance cameras around the accident site, and found no clues. Han Yue was already so tired that he fell asleep, and Fang Bo couldn't help. It's all a little annoying.

After not sleeping well for several days, Song Haozhe's eyes were bloodshot, and he called Lin Sihang directly.

Lin Sihang's phone suddenly exploded in the empty ward, and the accompanying aunt sat up in shock. Lin Sihang was also startled, and frantically picked up the phone, and gestured for the accompanying aunt to continue sleeping.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Song Haozhe was a little tired, but he still asked distressedly.

Lin Sihang was suddenly very aggrieved. The moment he heard Song Haozhe's voice, tears flowed from his nose, "I want to be discharged from the hospital."

"I have to stay for two more days." Song Haoze rubbed his temples, put his feet on the desk in front of him, "Is my husband homesick?"

"I miss you..." Lin Sihang took a deep breath and tried to lower his voice, "You haven't come these two days."

Song Haozhe sighed, he wished he could live in Lin Sihang's ward, but the case here is not over, and the person hasn't been found yet, so he can't miss a second, "How do you feel about the wound, can you leave the hospital?"

"This is just to make you pay for two more days of medical expenses. I'm not a little princess. The person arranged at the gate of Bureau Zhao..." Lin Sihang stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and sucked his nose. The little nurse asked me if I was a national leader..."

Song Haozhe laughed a few times, "Then leave the hospital, and I'll go through the procedures for you when I go to the hospital tomorrow morning!"

"Okay." Lin Sihang agreed, and after a while, he held the phone and continued, "I was dreaming about my brother just now."

Song Haozhe paused, and said softly, "Wait for me for a few days, this case will definitely be investigated."

"Have you received the photos I took?" Lin Sihang asked.

"Received." Song Haozhe said.

"I suspect..." Lin Sihang cupped his hands by the phone, and said quietly, "You know that the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"Director Zhao arranged for someone to follow the person you're looking for, and that day Wang Jun said that someone was following us, could it be..." Lin Sihang said with a frown.

"Someone was following us first, and Director Zhao found out later, so he asked people to follow that person and protect us by the way?" Song Haozhe was a little surprised, but he agreed with Lin Sihang's conjecture in his heart.

In this case, it makes sense.

Lin Sihang was also stabbed after Wang Gou and the others stopped following him, no matter whether the target was Lin Sihang or himself, it means that the target of this person was them...

Song Haozhe suddenly sat up in shock, and after walking around in such a big circle, he clearly knew that the person he was looking for was by his side!

"It was the driver who caused my dad's car accident 20 years ago!" Song Haozhe covered his face, let out a deep breath, and squeezed his phone vigorously, "I always feel familiar, but I'm not sure. Now you say it, you understand everything gone."

"Brother Song..." Lin Sihang called out.

"I'll contact you later, you wait for me obediently." Song Haozhe said.

After hanging up the phone, Song Haozhe patted the table, woke up Han Yue, and then called Zhang Tuo and the others who had gone out for supper.

This was the first time they heard about the case of Song Haozhe's father, and they sat there in a daze, not knowing how to react, but Song Haozhe, as usual, clapped his hands and said, "It's been 20 years, this case is about to pass the prosecution period , give some strength!"

"Damn you a bitch!" Han Yue suddenly yelled, "This bastard took his life!"

Song Haozhe smiled, "I stroked it out, since Wanggou and the others were not following me, but they often appeared behind my car, it meant that there was someone caught in the middle, following the route Wanggou and the others took, they were monitoring. "

This time, the monitoring went smoothly. After less than an hour, they found several places with the same car in the route Wang Gou and the others walked.

"Adjust the surveillance around Sihang's accident to see if you can find this car." Song Haozhe asked, pointing at the screen.

It was a black Volkswagen. Han Yue zoomed in on the captured picture and stared at the license plate for a while, "It's imported... quite rich."

The car was found in the surveillance video not far from where Lin Sihang's accident happened. According to the zoomed-in screenshot, the person in the driver's seat was dressed as Song Haozhe saw that day.

"Look up the license plate number!" Song Haozhe almost shouted again at a higher volume.

It's hard to say why the whole body was shaking violently, maybe it was too excited, or maybe it was too nervous, Song Haozhe was able to stand still by holding on to the edge of the table.

it's him!

it's him!

The person he had been looking for for so long suddenly appeared!

Regardless of whether there is this person in the forgotten memory, he still remembers it clearly!

When Song Haozhe came to the hospital in the morning, Lin Sihang was very sleepy. It was probably the night before, and he and Song Haozhe talked on the phone until midnight.

Song Haozhe was not the only one who came to the hospital, because Song Haozhe didn't know how to drive, Yang Yizong drove them here, and he will send the two of them home later.

"Found it." Song Haozhe watched the escort aunt packing up, and whispered to Lin Sihang, "Now Zhang Tuo and the others have gone to check the owner of the car."

Yang Yizong took over the job of leaving the hospital, and Song Haozhe stayed with Lin Sihang in the ward.

Knowing that Lin Sihang was discharged from the hospital, Zhao Anping didn't say anything. Since Lin Sihang came out of the operating room that day, Zhao Anping never showed up again, and only called occasionally to ask about Lin Sihang's recovery.

Before the accompanying auntie left, she bought a bag of apples for Lin Sihang, and stayed with her for a few days, except for buying food, she was actually more busy than at home, so I was a little embarrassed to take the money.

"I'm suffocating..." Lin Sihang wanted to stretch, "You scratch my back, it's so itchy, I want to take a bath."

Song Haozhe pulled away Lin Sihang's hospital gown, and looked at the place where the gauze was pasted, "Where's the medicine? Have you changed it today?"

"I can change it when I get home." Lin Sihang turned his back to Song Haozhe, "Hurry up!"

Song Haozhe scratched Lin Sihang's back through his clothes, and made Lin Sihang sigh comfortably, "Brother Song, tell me, why is that grandson?"

"what why?"

Song Haozhe pinched Lin Sihang's earlobe.

Lin Sihang shrugged his shoulders, half turned around and said, "20 years ago, why did you drive..."

"I think it's more than that simple," Song Haozhe sighed, and handed Lin Sihang the photo he took out from Lin Sihang's house a while ago from the bag beside him.

"What...my dad?" Lin Sihang was a little surprised, "Where did you get the photo?"

Song Haozhe didn't speak, just stared at Lin Sihang.

"...Damn it, my family?" Lin Sihang got excited, twisted his body violently, and then grinned his teeth and began to call, "Damn it hurts so much!"

Song Haozhe hugged Lin Sihang in a funny way, he had never dared to show Lin Sihang the photo before, but now that the case is about to find out the truth, it is useless to hide this photo, so he just showed it to Lin Sihang.

"Actually, I was quite surprised. I was afraid that the result of the investigation would make me, or you, unacceptable." Song Haozhe said, "I have always suspected that Director Zhao is here. He wanted us to quit two days ago. It's not Bureau Zhao."

"Why did Bureau Zhao put away the files?" Lin Sihang asked.

Song Haozhe shook his head, "The file, Zhang Ji's case, and the perpetrator who suddenly appeared. I now suspect that when my dad went to rescue you, he didn't hurt his leg by mistake but on purpose."

"..." Lin Sihang couldn't answer, "Who did it on purpose?"

"Look at the photo again, besides my father, Uncle Lin and Director Zhao, do you know the other two people?" Song Haozhe asked.

Lin Sihang stared at the photo carefully, before shaking his head for a long time, "I have no impression."

"I also suddenly remembered the day of the small car accident." Song Haozhe took Lin Sihang's hand, "Do you remember the person in charge of the Zhang Ji case, besides Uncle Lin's name, who else is there?"

"Wang Luo, Yang Zhenxiong..." Lin Sihang said uncertainly.

"Yes..." Song Haozhe took a deep breath, "The day my dad went to rescue you, the day his leg was injured, Wang Luo and Yang Zhenxiong sent him to the hospital. I remember very clearly that Wang Luo brought him to the hospital. Waiting for me at the door of the operating room..."

Lin Sihang was a little confused by the sudden appearance of two people, he had never seen these people before.

Just as he was thinking, the phone in Song Haozhe's pocket started ringing.

It was Han Yue's call, Song Haozhe turned on the speakerphone, before he had time to ask, Han Yue over there was quite surprised and started calling "Team Song!"

"Say."

"The owner...is Li Bowen!"

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Brain-burning texts are really brain-burning, and I am dizzy myself.

Continue tomorrow,

I don't know how many people like this article, I am a little reluctant to finish it.