Song Xiang didn't lie, she came out during the lunch break, and the food she ate was indeed very spicy, the sun at half past one in the afternoon was not as arrogant and domineering as at noon, and she reluctantly shifted a corner of the arc, Song Xiang acquiesced to Gu Yu to send her out of the gate of the base, and then watched her catch a taxi, the cat in her arms woke up lazily halfway, and saw that the territory had changed from a slender arm to a wide and warm palm, and the tip of the nose sniffed, it was a familiar taste and fell asleep deeply, it was a kitten, except for sleeping and eating, nothing else cared about, oh, It's still concerning, such as when Song Xiang will come over next time.

Gu Yu watched the tail of the car turn into the corner and disappear before stepping on the sunlight and turning in, rubbing the tip of the orange ear with his index finger, making the little cat's ears tremble, and he was unwilling to lean back. Gu Yu actually wanted to send her to the unit, but he knew that it was not suitable.

Song Xiang returned to the office and saw the forensic assistant who he didn't have time to see in the morning, you said it was a coincidence, it was actually the little doctor Zhou Fen, the two looked at each other in pairs, and finally Zhou Fen came over first.

"Doctor Song, why are you here?"

Song Xiang raised his eyebrows: "I haven't asked you why you're here." ”

Zhou Fen voluntarily came to the Yuncheng Police Station to be a forensic assistant, and came over when the hospital was not on duty, not long after he came, the salary was not very attractive, and Zhou Fen was not short of this money, he had his own reasons.

In fact, when Song Xiang saw Zhou Fen, she breathed a sigh of relief, she was really not good at socializing, she didn't care about the reason why Zhou Fen came here, she just thought that it was too good, and there was no need for a run-in period.

Zhao Yan came over when Song Xiang was about to get off work, the jacket was taken off and hung on his arm, the black short sleeves inside couldn't wrap his sturdy figure at all, outlining layers of texture, Song Xiang was cleaning up human tissue samples, Zhao Yan pushed open the door of the underground morgue, a cold air rushed out, he had goosebumps in the cold, his hairs stood up, he silently shook off the jacket and put it on, and pulled the zipper to his chin before walking in.

"What's wrong?" Even if Song Xiang is no longer good at observing words and feelings, he can see that Zhao Yan's expression is solemn at the moment.

Zhao Yan briefly greeted Zhou Fen, who was packing up his things behind Song Xiang, and then said simply: "Your guess is right." ”

"The victim is a test subject to a new drug."

Song Xiang's expression did not change, as if she was not surprised, but more like she had no desire to learn, so she didn't ask, and waited for Zhao Yan to say it herself.

"In the neighboring Baicha County, a very similar residue of medicine was found." Zhao Yan took out his mobile phone, quickly flipped out the photos in the chat history, the messy room background, the white-gloved hand held the reagent tube, the remaining light yellow liquid at the bottom only occupied a small part of the position, almost with the dropper can be loaded with a head of capacity, the second picture is a flash data report table, Zhao Yan swiped the screen with two fingers to enlarge: "I compared, and the data from your morning coincidence rate is 65%"

Song Xiang looked at it row by row: "Who made the data table." ”

Zhao Yan replied: "Technicians from Baicha County." ”

Baicha County sounds like a county name, but it is actually a serious urban bustling place, with an area a little larger than Yuncheng and close to Yuncheng. There is a research institute in Baicha County, and the technical equipment is complete.

Song Xiang was expressionless and pointed to the third line with his index finger: "There is a deviation in the content of the element item, whether it is produced by the same warehouse, I have to get it and check it myself to determine." ”

Zhao Yan was slightly stunned, and then his face was a little embarrassed, and Song Xiang seemed to see through his thoughts: "There are no excess reagents left?" ”

"It's okay, bring me the pipe back, and use it as if it was scraped off the edge." She laughs and says, "Don't worry too much. ”

Zhao Yan's eyes really lit up, hurriedly said goodbye and turned around, preparing to go to Baicha County overnight to get the reagent tube, Zhou Fen packed up his things and walked out, a little confused: "Team Zhao is gone?" ”

Song Xiang nodded: "Let's get off work, it should be fine today." ”

Zhou Fen also nodded, pushed the last folder in his hand into the grid, and as if he remembered something, he said that the family of the deceased came to ask when the body could be cremated today. Song Xiang thought about it for a while, and said that he would go through the regular process tomorrow to check if there was any omission of the tissues needed by the human body, including the details, and then make a report to Zhao Yan, so that the family could come and collect the person.

After speaking, he paused and said, "Please Zhao Yan find a skilled makeup artist, put on a beautiful makeup for her, and cover the color of her skin." ”

Clean, clean, and beautiful home.

Zhou Fen came down one by one, and then said, "I'm going to the hospital tomorrow morning, and I won't come until the afternoon." ”

"Then I'll do the reporting and inspection." Song Xiang said: "I'll leave it to you with the makeup artist." ”

Zhou Fen nodded.

Before turning off the light, Song Xiang leaned over and bowed to the morgue and solemnly said that it was hard work. Seeing that Zhou Fen's eyes were hot, as if he had touched a string in his heart, he walked out of the door and told Song Xiang that he was actually very afraid of corpses, and he was afraid that he would see living faces and calm down.

Song Xiang didn't answer, nor did he ask him why, the two separated at the gate, Zhou Fen nodded slightly towards her, and then said with an uncertain smile:

"See you tomorrow."

Song Xiang looked at his back and couldn't help but think that no one could live without caring about the world, wasn't she afraid? She was terrified, she could see how alive those faces who had returned to peace should have been alive, staggering around the world, catching a little moonlight, and finally falling into eternal darkness without warning.

There are too many people in the world who have such and such thoughts, and there are too many such grievances of the deceased. One doesn't want to say it, and the other can't.

It's good or not, no one is qualified to touch the skin of the mouth for two or three sentences, and say a word of empathy.