I'm here to grab a marriage

The sunshine outside the house was just right, shining on the body, illuminating the empty heart, and no matter how much haze there was, it dissipated completely at this moment.

Lin Muqing took out her mobile phone and booked a car on the car-hailing platform. She waited and waited, but no one took the order. Seeing that it was almost time to go to work, no matter how comfortable the weather was, she lost her appreciation.

"Beep!"

A silver-white BMW beeped across the street. Lin Muqing looked up, and the window was rolled down, revealing a fair-skinned and youthful face.

"Sister Muqing! Where are you going?" Song Zhixiao held the steering wheel with one hand, with a smile on his face.

Lin Muqing replied from a distance: "Get ready to go to work."

Song Zhixiao quickly waved: "Sister Muqing, it's not easy to wait for the bus here, I'll take you there, I happen to be going to the China World Trade Center to play!"

Song Zhixiao didn't give Lin Muqing a chance to refuse, she turned the car door a few times, trotted to Lin Muqing, hooked her arm affectionately, pulled and pushed her back to the co-pilot.

"Then I'll trouble you." Lin Muqing didn't hesitate, after all, she was really going to be late.

Song Zhixiao smiled contentedly: "No trouble, no trouble."

"Are you an adult?"

Song Zhixiao is cute and cute, but drives like a frizzy boy, Lin Muqing can't help feeling worried.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, I'll show you your ID card." As he spoke, Song Zhixiao took out his ID card from the car box and handed it to Lin Muqing, "It's two months away from nineteen!"

Song Zhixiao touched the back of Lin Muqing's finger while handing over his ID card, which was full of flirtation.

Lin Muqing didn't withdraw her hand, and let Song Zhixiao scratch: "When are you going to go abroad?"

Speaking of going abroad, Song Zhixiao was excited at first, and it was a happy thing to be able to escape from her mother's restraint and nagging, but now, the person sitting in the co-pilot aroused her infinite affection, and she suddenly didn't want to go abroad.

"Not sure yet?" Song Zhixiao scratched Lin Muqing again, "Sister Muqing, why did you go abroad?"

Lin Muqing raised her eyebrows lightly: "Naturally, it's for learning and driving hard."

Lin Muqing returned the ID card to Song Zhixiao, and pressed her restless finger back to its proper position along the way.

Song Zhixiao squeezed the corners of his mouth: "Oh."

As a veteran, Lin Muqing knew Song Zhixiao's thoughts well. In fact, if Song Zhixiao wasn't the daughter of Ms. Lin's best friend, she wouldn't mind dating for a while.

However, if Ms. Lin finds out about her behavior of slapping her ass and leaving after eating everything, I'm afraid the end is not far away.

In order not to interfere with the child's driving, Lin Muqing turned on her phone to read the autopsy report.

After watching for a while, the phone buzzed and vibrated, and Lin Muqing answered the phone: "Hi, I'm Lin Muqing."

"Forensic doctor Lin! Where have you been?" The person who spoke was a young forensic doctor intern in the forensic room. He was not usually stable like a person in 22, and he was more anxious than anyone else.

Lin Muqing frowned: "What's the matter? I won't be there in ten minutes."

The intern forensic doctor hurriedly said: "A middle-aged male body was found in Jinse Park, and the team asked you to come quickly!"

"Understood, come right away."

Lin Muqing looked at Song Zhixiao and was about to speak when Song Zhixiao turned the steering wheel and drove to the right: "Sister Muqing, is there another murder case?"

Lin Muqing changed her casualness and nodded seriously: "Well, just send me to the gate of Jinse Park."

Song Zhixiao looked at Lin Muqing who frowned from the corner of the eye, and his affection gradually increased.

Song Zhixiao pressed the speeding line and drove to Jinse Park at the fastest speed. A cordon was drawn at the gate of the park, surrounded by the elders and aunts who exercised in the morning, and the chatter was endless.

As soon as the car stopped, Lin Muqing pushed open the door and strode forward. After taking two steps, she realized that the car behind her hadn't started. Lin Muqing turned around and said, "I'll treat you to dinner another day, let's go back."

Song Zhixiao smiled sweetly: "Okay! Sister Mu Qing, don't be too tired."

Lin Muqing nodded, turned around and pushed aside the crowd, slipped through the cordon, and took the gloves and white coat handed over by the little forensic doctor: "What's the situation now?"

The little forensic doctor just came to the city bureau for a few days, and when the professional knowledge learned in school was put into practice, she was always a little bit unable to use it. She could only briefly describe the wounds on the deceased's body, and Lin Muqing had to wait for the judgment of the rest.

The deceased was packed in a nylon woven bag, and the whole body was curled up, with obvious spots on the body, which took about five hours to form.

Lin Muqing looked carefully at the wounds on the deceased's body, and found that the fatal wound was on the right waist. Judging from the wound, it was caused by a blunt instrument.

The specific cause of death Lin Muqing could only give a definite answer after going back to the city bureau for an autopsy. She called someone from the criminal police team to help send the body back to the forensic room.

The case bureau attached great importance to this case, saying that the deceased had a strong background, and Lin Muqing never cared about it. After finding out the cause of death and the murder weapon, he dragged his tired body and staggered out of the forensic room.

"Lin Muqing."

Lin Muqing looked up, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, and the fatigue dissipated completely. She stepped forward and put her arms around the visitor: "What kind of wind is blowing, it brought our beauty Su here!"

Su Yuran pushed away the limp Lin Muqing in disgust: "I didn't come to look for you."

Lin Muqing was upset: "Tell me! Who is the one who greens me!"

Su Yuran waved away Lin Muqing's relentless paws: "Don't be poor, I have an urgent matter to find you."

Lin Muqing glanced at Su Yuran's expression, she was indeed serious, she then became serious, dragged him to the office, and poured a glass of milk: "What's the matter?"

Su Yuran took the milk, but didn't drink it: "I want to know the specific cause of death and the murder weapon of the corpse found in Jinse Park."

"Huh?" Lin Muqing said seriously, "Why are you asking?"

Before the case is solved, these are classified as confidential. Lin Muqing is usually loose and unruly, but when it comes to work, it's like a different person.

"I have a case in which a girl was sexually assaulted, the one who jumped off a building in the old town last week."

Lin Muqing hadn't returned to China last week. The girl's autopsy was done by Han Forensic Doctor. Lin Muqing just heard about it and didn't pay much attention to it.

Su Yuran's mention of the girl who jumped off the building again must have something to do with the deceased who was discovered this morning. She frowned and asked, "Is it related to the deceased in Jinse Park?"

"Hmm." Su Yuran took out a few pages of paper from the handbag on the ground and handed them to Lin Muqing, "I initially suspect that the girl's jump from the building is related to the deceased you found this morning."

Lin Muqing browsed the paper quickly, and roughly understood the relationship between the girl who jumped off the building and the deceased.

The girl was a student of the first year of research at the Provincial University of Finance and Economics. She was sexually assaulted by the leadership of the school a month before jumping off the building. She sought help from many parties but failed. She could not bear the pressure of public opinion and chose to end her life. The deceased found in Jinse Park this morning was the one who sexually assaulted the girl in public opinion. lead.

"How did you know the identity of the deceased?" It wasn't long before the criminal police found out, Su Yuran's actions were too fast.

Su Yuran was silent for a moment, her dark willow eyes stared at Lin Muqing motionlessly, the two friends who were familiar with each other secretly competed.

Su Yuran was defeated first: "I have been in Qincheng for so many years, and I always have my own way."

"Okay." Lin Muqing didn't bother to find out who's elbow was turned out, "I don't want to find out who revealed it, and at the same time, I can't tell you the cause of death and the lethal weapon of the deceased. If you are free, come out with me." have a drink."

Su Yuran knew his friend well, and knew that he would not get any useful information from him, so he got up and prepared to leave: "I still have something to do, let's drink it another day."

Lin Muqing didn't stop her, and went out together. The two separated at the gate of the Municipal Bureau, one heading east and the other west.

Turning the corner, Lin Muqing stepped back, took a taxi on the side of the road, and followed Su Yuran closely.

Just as Su Yuran understood her, Lin Muqing also understood Su Yuran. The two who grew up together were happy to be roundworms in each other's stomach.

Su Yuran had something to hide from her. Relying on the keen intuition of the forensic doctor, it was not easy.She was worried that Su Yuran wouldn't be able to control himself properly, and would fall headlong into the muddy pool.

When the little girl in the bureau chatted about the identity of the deceased this morning, she got a rough idea.

The deceased was a professor of the School of Economics of the University of Finance and Economics. He was reported by his real name a month ago and sexually assaulted a graduate student under him. The incident was quite serious, but it did not break out of the University of Finance and Economics. Dropped out of school, the scumbag professor was suspended, but later the female student committed suicide by jumping off the building, and the scumbag was also killed and thrown in Jinse Park.

The cycle of karma and retribution is not good, that's probably what it says.

Lin Muqing felt sorry for the female students, but only sorry.The death of a scum may be a comfort to female students, but to forensic doctors, scum or not, they are just corpses waiting for the truth to come.

It was only one morning before the corpse was brought back to the forensic room, and Su Yuran received the letter. Lin Muqing was still writing the autopsy report, so Su Yuran could only ask Lin Muqing if he wanted to know the specific situation.

Lin Muqing found nothing, she had to find someone else.

Lin Muqing followed her car, just trying to figure out who Su Yuran was going to connect with.