Sang Rong

Qiao Sonny remained silent, followed behind Situ Rong, followed Situ Rong into the police station, and came to Situ Rong's office.

When he opened the door and entered, the cold air in the room hit Josanne's face, his whole body shivered, and the heat from his whole body seemed to be released, and began to disperse: he stood in the sun and waited for him for a long time.

Thought he didn't want to see him.

The office space is small, and the things on the shelves are well organized, a large stack of folders, and many human structure models.The air is more or less filled with the smell of disinfectant.There were still two white coats hanging on the hanger.A typical forensic office.

"Sit." Situ Rong pointed to a chair on one side, and looked back at Qiao Sanni who followed, "What do you want to drink?"

Josanne closed the door with his backhand to prevent the air-conditioning from leaking out.

"White water is fine." Qiao Sonny smiled lightly and was polite.

Situ Rong came over with two glasses of boiled water, one for each, and sat down facing Josani. There were no high-end and comfortable sofas, only a few simple swivel chairs, and neither of them spoke. It was a quiet environment. The slight rubbing sound of the ground seemed abrupt.

Situ Rong and Qiao Sonny looked at each other for a while.Situ Rong dragged the water glass with one hand, resting his elbow on the back of the chair, looking thoughtful.

Qiao Sonny held the glass of water that Situ Rong brought for him with both hands, his mouth was dry, his tongue was dry, he held it up with one hand and took a few sips.There was water left at the corner of his mouth. He pursed his lips a few times, paused, and then opened his mouth slowly, breaking the silence: "It was reported in the news this morning..." He looked at the bottomless eyes of Situ Rong sitting opposite him. , "I heard that you found my sister's head?"

His voice was already low, but when he carefully looked at Situ Rong's face and asked, he spoke softly.

——After all, it was Situ Rong who gave up on him first.

—He never knew where he was going wrong.

——Obviously they were...

Situ Rong was slightly taken aback, and a vagueness flashed across his eyes, clearly Qiao Sonny didn't see it.Situ Rong put the half-drinked water glass on the table, nodded, and replied, "Yeah."

"Situ." Joe Sonny called him.

Situ Rong looked over, "Huh?"

Josanne's white T-shirt today made him look brighter, but the fatigue of the whole circle at the moment couldn't be concealed.Parents passed away at an early age, and now the only relative, sister, has suffered this fate...

"I know that the conditions here in Qiaonan City are not good, black people eat black people, and many cases are just closed hastily, but she is my sister. No matter what her attitude was towards us at the beginning, she is always my own sister. You are also responsible for this case , I'm here today..." Josanne squeezed the disposable paper cup in his hand, the water in it ran out, and the empty cup was almost deformed because he kneaded it while talking. He spoke more cautiously than before, but But he was a little braver than before, "I want to ask you, no matter what, we must find the murderer and help my sister get justice, okay?"

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Qiao Sonny didn't stay with Situ Rong for long, Situ Rong escorted him to the door, Qiao Sonny took out a piece of paper from his pocket before he turned and left, held one end with his index finger and thumb, and handed it to Situ Rong, "This is the paper I am now contact information, if..."

"I will contact you if there is any progress." Situ Rong interrupted his hesitation, took the piece of paper, smiled at Qiao Sonny, nodded, and folded the paper under Qiao Sonny's sight. OK, pinch it in the palm of your hand.

It was warm, and on that piece of paper, there was still Jossani's body temperature.

In the end, Si Turong still didn't tell him that Qiao Shuping still had a fetus in her stomach.

I'm afraid he...can't bear it.

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It would be a lie to say that he no longer has feelings for Qiao Sonny.

On the contrary, his feeling for Josanne has not diminished at all after so many years.

But at this moment, he couldn't grasp it, Joe Sonny, is he still the same as Joe Sonny now...

After so many years, Qiao Sanni should have his own circle of life, maybe even a girlfriend.

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Situ Rong put the note away, saved Qiao Sonny's phone number, and applied for the other party as a friend with non-mainstream contact methods, and only waited for the other party's verification to pass.

Work still has to go on.

The head of Qiao Shuping found in the morning was still in the dissection room, as was the female body from last night.Guo Forensic and Liu Lu are researching.

Situ Rong put on his overalls, opened the door and entered the anatomy room.

The temperature in the dissecting room is lower than that in the air-conditioned room. Because of the need to preserve the corpse, the temperature in the dissecting room is controlled at about [-] degrees Celsius. Situ Rong is used to it, but he remembers that when the intern Liu Lu came in that day, the temperature in the dissecting room was controlled at about [-] degrees Celsius. The word "deeply overcast" made him pay attention to this experience again.

How long did it take him to leave City X, leave Josanne, get in touch with the forensic profession, and he is used to it now.

The headless female corpse discovered last night was placed on the wide dissection table in the middle, covered with a layer of white cloth, and the formal autopsy had not yet started.

Forensic Guo took Liu Lu out for lunch and hasn't come back yet.

Situ Rong went to the side to prepare the autopsy tools, but he didn't want to move. The female corpse was left to the interns and forensic doctor Guo to get it.What he cared about was Qiao Shuping's situation.

After getting things ready for them, Situ Rong went to the file bag next to him and found the report summary form for Qiao Shuping's head examination in the morning.

The head has already been taken off. In the conversation just now, Qiao Sonny asked to see Qiao Shuping's head...

He immediately refused without hesitation in a formulaic tone.

No.

Situ Rong didn't want Qiao Sonny to see that scene.

——Qiao Shuping's long hair was tangled together like straw and lacked luster.The face was severely deformed by soaking, and part of the skin showed signs of peeling off.The immersion in the lake water has already made the whole face scary enough, filled with the breath of death.

This picture is Josanne's own sister.

Joe Sonny, how can you accept it.

Situ Rong thought so.

Holding the report in his hand, he looked down line by line. On the neck tissue and muscles, there were clearly clean and neat knife marks, which matched the knife marks on the broken neck of the corpse.

The head did not find any more useful information.

But there is one doubt.Situ Rong looked down one by one, and finally his eyes fell on the last few lines, which were written by Gu Forensic Physician, but if you look carefully, you can still see the meaning of the original sentence: there are many small pinholes in the skin of the neck and neck.

There are two question marks at the end.

Situ Rong brought the report closer to his eyes, and carefully read those few lines again.

pinhole?

What pinhole?

What kind of pinhole?

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From the afternoon to the end of get off work time, Guo Forensic Doctor and Liu Lu took care of the corpse of the woman who came in last night and turned over to help Situ Rong. The three of them compared various instruments, and finally locked the needle-hole sharp weapon on the medical suture needle. The model size is locked one by one.

Combined with the previous scalpel wound, the murderer, almost inseparable, is locked in the direction of medical treatment.

This is indeed important information.

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After sending the report to the Qi team, Situ Rong and the others packed up their belongings and got ready to leave work.

There is no important event, and there is no need to work overtime.

Liu Lu followed Situ Rong to pack up and leave work together. The two walked for a while, Situ Rong walked a little faster, and Liu Lu walked beside him. As soon as he left the office, he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, and walked down the stairs without falling.Still giggle from time to time.

Situ Rong walked slowly.He leaned over and glanced at Liu Lu's mobile phone with the screen on.

"What are you looking at so fascinated by?" Reflecting the light, Situ Rong didn't see the content on the screen clearly, so Situ Rong asked the intern next to him interestingly.

Liu Lu raised her head, not stingy with embarrassment, she propped up the screen of her mobile phone and showed it to Situ Rong, speaking briskly: "I'm looking at an author's Weibo, just posted a message."

Situ Rong was actually not interested in what she was actually watching, he was just asking casually. When she said that, he hummed and glanced at the phone screen as a way of saving face.

With just one glance, Situ Rong was taken aback.

"This is..." Situ Rong stopped and stared at Liu Lu's raised phone screen.

"Ah, teacher, do you know the author?" Liu Lu put her phone back and glanced down.

Situ Rong withdrew his gaze, touched the bridge of his nose, rolled his eyes, and said, "I don't know."

Said, continue to move forward.

Liu Lu immediately put away her mobile phone and followed Situ Rong's pace. Of course, she didn't see Situ Rong's unnatural expression, and she didn't know if the teacher was interested in the author just now. It can be said: "The author's name is 'Sang Shuzhi', he is one of the few male writers, he has written several crime-solving novels in the past few years, which are very interesting, and I can learn forensic medicine more or less because I read his books Influence, but he hasn't written a new book for a while, just now I saw him post on Weibo saying that he is going to start writing a new book, ah, it's still a book about forensic medicine..."

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When Situ Rong returned to the apartment and found the remote control to turn on the air conditioner, the first thing he did was to turn on the computer, double-click to open the webpage, and log in to Weibo, which he hadn’t used for many years. There were still very few followers. When he clicked on the follower column, he only followed one person.Even now.

He doesn't play Weibo very often, and no one around him even knows that he has opened Weibo.

The only person he secretly followed had his avatar unchanged, but his number of fans had already reached tens of thousands, and he even added an eye-catching orange V.

Username: Mulberry Branch.

Remarks: Joe Sonny.

Status: Followed.

Situ Rong stopped shaking the mouse.

The bedroom was surprisingly quiet, only the hum of the desktop computer and the air conditioner.

The computer screen was brightly lit, and Situ Rong was wearing anti-radiation glasses with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Without taking his eyes off the computer, he clicked on Qiao Sanni's Weibo homepage.The Weibo on the top was posted today, and it was also the news that Liu Lu saw. It was a promotional Weibo for the new work.

Forensic, huh?

Situ Rong hooked the corner of his mouth, clicked the button on the right side of the page, and turned to his first Weibo.

The network speed is very fast, the page is refreshed in a few seconds, and the first Weibo content of the original Weibo comes out.

He was right, he didn't delete that Weibo back then.

— Josanne, all these years.

——Also did not forget the beginning.

--Is it right?

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2011-3-2419 55:[-] from Weibo Search]

His thoughts seemed to go back to many years ago, they were still students, he was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, eating the noodles sold in the cafeteria, it was hot, and he was holding a bowl of Fuding pork slices for five yuan, sitting opposite him on the seat.

He looked up from the night's gnocchi in front of him.

What I saw was him with a gentle face.

His hands were white and long, with well-defined phalanges.

He held a note, without saying a word, handed it over, but stared at him, meaning unknown.

So many years have passed.

Situ Rong took out from his pocket the slip of contact information that Joe Sang Ni had stuffed into him this afternoon. The handwriting on it was the same as back then.

Situ Rong remembered a passage that slid down in neat and firm handwriting on that note back then.

——"Moshang is like a jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. The years go with the wind, and I miss you with gray hair."

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