Chapter 58

satellite phones have been set up in the open space.

Zheng Chengrui makes trouble for a while, comes to call her: "Song team, good."

Song Yuhang ran out of the room, took the starting phone, pulled out the antenna, and dialed a phone directly to the training room of Jiangcheng Municipal Bureau.

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The author has something to say: about the statistical data, from the hundred degrees encyclopedia.

What she didn't say was that it would be too late.

"Hello, song Yuhang, I'll take people to Wei Lihong's house to protect their mother and son right now, right now!"

She didn't understand what the disease was, but she understood the meaning. Song Yuhang grabbed the walkie talkie.

Lin Yan rubbed his eyebrows hard, recalled the literature he had seen abroad, and pinched out a red mark on his eyebrows: "the probability is very small, but it does not mean that there is no inheritance. Whether it can be inherited depends on the cause. If it is caused by congenital kidney disease, such as polycystic kidney disease, Alport syndrome, etc., it is possible to pass it on."

Several people's eyes turned to Lin Yan, waiting for her authoritative answer.

Fang Xin is a trace inspector, who also has the basis of biology. He shook his head and said, "no, the probability of heredity is very small."

Can uremia be inherited

As if a word awakened the dreamer, song Yuhang opened his eyes and took Lin Yan's hand.

"The most important thing is At her age

"Teenagers are lively and energetic. It's the time when the metabolism of the human body is most vigorous. They have the strongest physique and the freshest blood..."

Song Yuhang closed his eyes and brought himself into the situation: "if I were a murderer, why should I look for teenagers, why Why... "

Both the presence of γ - hydroxybutyric acid at the beginning of the "hemiao case" and the detection of γ - hydroxybutyric acid from the corpse in the later "Wuwei case" are leading the police to approach the truth step by step.

The murderer's psychological suggestion to kill seems to be seamless, but in fact, the more crimes he committed, the more traces he left.

"Why did he design that? Why not harm and induce younger children? It should be easier to get hold of them both mentally and physically. "

"Let's make a hypothesis. If the child didn't die in those years, he should be 20 years old now. Most of the victims in Moby Dick are the same age as her. Is it a coincidence or a link designed by the killer?"

At the critical moment, song Yuhang's words can always clear the fog for everyone.

"Let's not forget that there is another key figure, Li Yang, who has also disappeared."

When Lin Yan thought of this, he felt a little creepy: "dead or..."

Song Yuhang shook his head: "no, do you remember? The old woman said that Wei Fengzhen gave birth to a daughter for Yu Xinye, but after the mine disaster, she and her daughter disappeared. Now she is surrounded by her son. That And the daughter? "

"Uremia." Lin Yan repeated: "but her son is ill, which can't be the reason to detain her?"

"You just said, what disease does Wei Lihong's son suffer from?"

Song Yuhang reached out and rubbed his eyebrows. The mountain road was full of twists and turns. Everyone was shaking around, but she couldn't be confused. She had to keep clear thinking and rational mind all the time.

"What are you doing then?"?! Hurry and handcuff people back to the bureau first Lin was impatient for fear that the clue he had just found would be broken again.

Fang Xin finally came back. When they went to the family home of Jiangcheng hospital last time, they were still a little impressed by this middle-aged woman named Wei Lihong, but no one thought deeply, because the target of the crime was a middle-aged man over 30 years old. Who could have thought that a thin woman who lived alone with a child would have something to do with a serial homicide What about the relationship?

Song Yuhang also just raised his head: "if I guess right, Li Hai's wife now, Wei Lihong, is Yu Xinye's wife Wei Fengzhen."

Lin Yan blurted out: "I know who Wei Fengzhen is!"It's like a flash of lightning splitting the chaos.

"Uremia."

"What's wrong?"

The woman sat on the sofa and wiped her tears with a paper towel: "my husband died early, leaving us an orphan and widowed mother. If it wasn't for my son's serious illness, I would have to take care of him. At least I would have brought him up, or I would have gone with him."

That evening.

At the mention of Jiangcheng hospital, Lin Yan thought of something vaguely.

As she wrote, she said, "after Li Hai returned to the city from Xiaohe village, he graduated from medical school and worked in Jiangcheng Hospital Relying on his family."

The notebook records the new clues, and song Yuhang's classification is neat and easy to understand.

She did not look up: "thank you."

Song Yuhang takes out the book from his bag, and is looking for a pen. Lin Yan has handed one over.

The car has been repaired, and it's galloping on the winding mountain road.

* *

"Li Hai found it? what?! Dead already? "

"Hello, I'm song Yuhang."

Song Yuhang dashed past with one arrow step, picked up the car door and pulled out the walkie talkie from inside.

Cried Zheng Chengrui.

"Song team, the city bureau is calling."

Lin Yan didn't stretch, his eyebrows and eyes curved, his lips curved, and he finally showed a smile from his heart for a few days.

Song Yuhang shrugged: "if I can manage it, do you think I will be beaten?"

"Song team, song team, do you care about her, and let people eat..."

Duan Cheng thought of the colorful pictures under the camera, and his face turned white and nauseous.

Lin Yan chased after her, saying that she would disgust her if she didn't win.

"What else do you want to know about scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sliced noodles with large intestine, stewed brain flowers with mung beans and flies, ribs and ribs, and four famous dishes in forensic science?"

She called in a long voice. Song Yuhang laughed and handed her the peeled sweet potato: "well, you have a lot of things, so I shouldn't discuss these with a forensic doctor, which will affect my appetite."

Lin Yan stood by to watch her busy work: "ah, you're wrong. I don't pay attention to autopsy because I'm fully armed and the pollutants are isolated. If you want me to touch the body with my bare hands, I won't do it. Besides, this is a wild environment now. Can you see the microbes in the water? It's small to eat a bad stomach, but it's big to eat parasites, officer song ~ "

while criticizing, she took out a tactical knife from her pocket to peel the sweet potato.

Song Yuhang couldn't help laughing and reached for it again: "come on, you're really the life of a young lady. Besides the autopsy, you don't pay attention to other things. You really pay attention to making people feel angry."

Lin Yan took it over with suspicion, but he couldn't talk.

"Here, it's sweet, crisp and thirsty."

"Why can't we eat pure natural mountain spring water?" She was afraid that Lin Yan would not believe it, so she took a bite to demonstrate.

Lin Yan slightly looked at the water in the gully with disgust: "can you eat it?"

It's not enough to drink a bowl of goat's milk in the morning.

"Here, it's sweet to eat it raw. You can cushion it, or you'll get carsick later."

Song Yuhang took off his coat, washed some sweet potatoes in the ditch, took them back, wiped them on his clothes and then handed them to her.

At the foot of the mountain, the police car was still parked on the side of the road. The engine was soaked in water all night and was in urgent repair.

Song Yuhang's lips curved gently: "good."

"Let's go."

Song Yuhang didn't urge her to concentrate on her own way, but suddenly felt a light hand. Looking back, Lin Yan helped her hold on to one side.

She was wearing a black training suit, no hat, and her hair was a little messy behind her ears. She was struggling to carry a big bag of sweet potatoes down the mountain.

Lin Yan's eyes fell on the man.

Now

She thought, yes, for the words she didn't have time to say and the things she didn't have time to do together, she regretted 14 years, the best 14 years in her life.

The reason why she is so worried about Chu Nan's death now is that besides trying to find out the truth, is there any reason for her regret?

Sorry

She raised her eyes to the void, and a line of flying geese flew over the treetops to the south.

Lin Yan leaned against the tree, listening to the chatter of his teammates.

As they said this, the team members at the bottom gave a small cry. Song Yuhang let her go and left the meaning of the words to her.

"You're right, but I think it's great to meet you. It's just because I don't know whether we will meet again, so I have to embrace life and each other as hard as I did the first time, and try not to leave any regrets."

But she smiles as usual. She doesn't smile often, and the smile is light, like the autumn afternoon sun, which is neither strong nor dazzling, but always makes people feel warm.

"You..." Lin Yan was speechless.Lin Yan is bumped into a pine tree, but the expected pain does not follow. Song Yuhang puts his hand behind her.

Song Yuhang asked her to hide, but without thinking about it, she rushed up and used her body as a buffer between her and the rocks and trees.

She was standing on the next slope, and song Yuhang, with a snake skin bag, quickly slid down.

When Lin Yan was in a trance, he heard song Yuhang's exclamation: "be careful!"

Perhaps with the gradual deepening of the investigation stage, she encountered unprecedented danger and resistance, and it was more and more easy to think of Chu Nan and those things in the past.

"Hey, Chunan, long time no see."

Since the age of 18, every birthday wish of Lin Yanshu has something to do with reunion. Although she knows it's impossible, she has looked forward to the end of the world more than once. Time goes by and she goes back to the day when she met.

And meeting someone again is probably the probability of a comet hitting the earth.

Some statisticians have done the probability calculation of two people meeting. If you can live to 80 years old, your life is about 29200 days, and you can meet about 1000 people every day on average, then the probability of meeting is 0.00487.

The earth has 510 million square kilometers, and China alone has a population of 1.3 billion.

How many people can only meet once in their lives.

"Long time to see you again."

"What's that?"

Lin Yan walked in front of him, but he did not look back: "what is really precious is not meeting."

"It's just because we met by chance that we become more and more precious."

Song Yuhang dragged the big bag of sweet potatoes down the slope, but it was still difficult. He helped the tree step by step, a little panting.

Lin Yan put aside the brush branches, jumped down the slope: "no need, anyway, it's just a chance encounter."

"I don't know when I'll see you next time. Why don't I say hello?"

Lin Yan is stabbed by the scene, turns around and walks away. Song Yuhang follows her, and the two fall behind.

When they came out of the bamboo forest, looking back, the old woman stood in front of the house and waved to them on tiptoe.

Song Yuhang, with a snake skin pocket on his back, waved to his grandmother and turned to leave.

Lin Yan rolled his eyes and walked away.

Song Yuhang took out the only 200 yuan left in his pocket and gave it to his grandmother: "I'm not taking it, I'm buying it."

Lin Yan glanced at her and said coolly, "three major disciplines, eight points of attention, don't take the masses as a needle."

Song Yuhang went over and picked up the bag of sweet potatoes, carried it on his shoulder and comforted the old man.

The old woman was anxious, her eyes were red and her mouth was full of words.

Lin Yan refused: "no, keep it for yourself..."

When grandma heard that they were going to leave, she dug a big bag of sweet potatoes from the back mountain and dragged them to Lin Yan.

Song Yuhang also raised his feet to keep up.

Lin Yan is a Zheng, don't speak, push open a door, big stride walked out.

"This is the evidence of the murderer, not yours. Lin Yan, I believe you."

Song Yuhang carefully put the card reader into his coat pocket, buttoned up, and then looked up at her.

Lin Yan's step made him smile: "I don't know, I haven't had time to watch it."

Song Yuhang turned back and said, "is it possible to photograph the murderer's face?"

"Anyway, I've given you the evidence of my crime. It's up to you to deal with it."

Lin Yan came forward and patted her on the shoulder, with a light smile on her lips.

Song Yuhang pinched the card reader as if he had pinched a piece of hot potato. He didn't take it or put it.

Lin Yan shakes his head: "one person should be the one who does things. I'm not used to pulling you into the water when I do something wrong. Someone should take responsibility for the death of Li Bin. This person shouldn't be you."

Holding this thin memory card, song Yuhang looked indistinguishable: "you can destroy it as if nothing happened. Why not..."

She pause for a moment, just way: "the process of violence, blame myself too blind self-confidence, failed to protect him."

Lin Yan gave a wry smile: "that day I went earlier than you. I installed a micro camera in Li Bin's room. Originally I wanted to watch him and record his notes, but I accidentally photographed myself talking to Li Bin..."

Song Yuhang's pupil shrank: "you..."

Lin Yan put the bag on his shoulder: "evidence of crime."

Song Yuhang said, "what's this?"

She hesitated and handed her the reader: "here you are."

Song Yuhang came in and knocked on the door: "Lin Yan, are you ready?"

Song Yuhang is ready to go down the mountain, too. Lin Yan is in the house, packing things, putting the mechanical stick into the bag, touching the inside of the bag, and taking out a thumb sized card reader.

Not long after the phone hung up, several police cars left Jiangcheng Municipal Bureau and rushed to their destination."In addition, check Li Hai and Li Yang. If I don't expect, one of them must be the murderer."

"Check Jiangbei weaving factory to see if anyone has sent quilts to the post office in Wuli Town recently. It should be very easy to find this place. Find that person and bring them back for a good review."

Song Yuhang continued: "we got some clues here. When Yu Xinye was in Xiaohe village, she had a de facto marriage. Her name was Wei Fengzhen, and she gave birth to a daughter for Yu. After the mine disaster, her wife and daughter disappeared. I suspect she had already changed her name and left Qing'an County."

"You mean..." His brain still can't keep up with her rhythm for a while.

"Team Zhang, we've been fooled for so long. It's time to close the net."

Zhang Jinhai was stunned, but her tone was as sharp as ever.

"It doesn't matter. If we can catch him so easily, he won't be a Moby Dick."

Song Yuhang thought, sure.

Zhang Jinhai rubbed the brow: "beat grass to scare snake, failed."

Without much gossip, she went straight to the theme: "what happened to the arrest of Beidou Industrial Park?"

Song Yuhang laughs, but he looks serious: "there was an accident, and he was trapped in the mountains. It happened to be a heavy rain. All the electronic devices he carried with him were out of order because of water. Today, they have just been repaired."

Zhang Jinhai rushed over with a quick step: "team song, you've lost contact for a day and a night. If there's no news, we'll send a rescue team to search the mountain."

The blue dot on the big screen of the training room flickered. Zhang Jinhai was pacing back and forth. The operator called out: "team Zhang, team song, they have news."

Zheng Chengrui is tapping on the computer to record real-time communication.

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