When I got home at night, I was still sad about the stupid things I had done during the day, lying on the sofa, facing the night sky alone, the strong cold wind of the cabinet air conditioner blew my hair all up, I dragged a blanket over my body, pressed the button of the TV remote control, and the local news came from the TV, it was about the news of urban renovation and subway line laying, I just watched casually, while watching and thinking, the city is changing every day, people's lives and ideas are constantly updated, There is a darkness of our history hidden under many beautiful appearances, I, the forensic doctor, may be the decryptor of some of the dark sides, didn't Brother Murong say that we are the spokesmen of the corpse? If Zhang Aifang's body was not found by the mechanic Lao Peng, it would have been buried in the shadows forever, and now that block is full of high-rise buildings, she will never have a chance to see the light again, the fathers worked hard for Zhang Aifang ten years ago, but because of technical reasons, they failed to find an opportunity for Zhang Aifang, and now I have entered the plot of Zhang Aifang again, and opened the curtain of Zhang Aifang's case for the second time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I remembered that I still kept some of my father's diaries in my study, and his case notes had been handed over to the unit and sealed in the archives, but his personal diaries were kept by himself, and after I bought this new house, I moved these diaries of his to my study, neatly filled with a layer of bookshelves, and I wondered if my father would mention this case in his diary, and I could not find some inspiration from it.

I got up from the sunken couch and walked to the study. My study is almost more than ten square meters, decorated white and picturesque, when I enter the door, I see a transparent glass desk next to the window, on the table is a semi-oval exquisite table lamp, next to the table lamp is the daffodils that have not yet bloomed, on both sides of the wall stand on the seven and eight floors of three-meter-wide bookshelves, on which are my collection of books from childhood to the present, even if it is a cartoon album, I have always been in the collection, books are playmates for me, I will never be willing to throw away or sell as waste paper.

I put my father's diary on the top floor of the left shelf, that is, the seventh floor, every time I entered the study, I could see my father's diary in front of my eyes, these diaries are like my father's bright eyes watching me, as if he has always been by my side, inspiring and warning me. I've never looked at his diary before, and I always wanted to let this sense of mystery accompany me, and experience my father's own mysterious temperament.

Today is different, I have trouble in Zhang Aifang's case, this is also the first intersection between me and my father in forensic work, I never thought before, I and my father will have an intersection at work, my father will always be such a magnificent image in my mind, I can't imagine that I can appear in his case, if my father is back to work now, I can't imagine what kind of posture I have to face each other between him and me, will he wave his hand at me like a perfunctory child and say:" Go, go, kids, don't come to see things that are inappropriate for girls like us. ”

Thinking of this, a warm well-up welled up in my heart, and my father's entire row of diaries gradually blurred in front of me, and I felt a little moist in my eyes.

Walking over to the bookshelf, I blinked, a crystal teardrop dripping silently, and I pulled out my father's diary from ten years ago, which was his last, returned to the desk, and began to look through the contents.

Dad's handwriting is still so beautiful, and what is recorded in the diary is his usual thoughts and thoughts, as well as some trivial household routines in the life circle, but the words reveal Dad's positive and optimistic attitude towards life.

I flipped and flipped the page, and after a while I turned to the last page, and then there was a blank paper, I looked at the date, this last page was the day before his accident, and many things were densely recorded on it, I looked down carefully line by line, and suddenly, the words "Fu Mingbing" jumped into my eyes.

Dad wrote in his diary: "Strange, Fu Mingbing, who has not been in contact for a long time, just called me, I know that it is not a simple matter for him to establish Yimin Hospital, usually he is busy like a donkey, and I don't bother him, and gradually I have to meet less and less, I didn't expect him to call today." ”

"He called me today to ask me about Fu Mingyong, originally I wouldn't talk to relatives and friends about this kind of work matter, but Fu Mingbing is my best classmate in college, I first said that it was inconvenient to communicate, but I couldn't refuse his repeated requests, so I discussed it with him, I said that although many people in my unit think that Yan Bowen killed his wife, but my opinion is that Zhang Aifang's body was dismembered by someone with a certain medical background, so even if Fu Mingyong committed suicide a few days ago, I still say that Fu Mingyong's murder suspicion cannot be ruled out, as for Yan Bowen, he has no medical background, he does not understand anatomy, he cannot be the murderer of his wife at all, if you boldly assume, Yan Bowen is likely to have been killed in this same case. ”

Fu Mingbing was very calm at first, and gradually he began to get angry, he firmly said that Fu Mingyong would not be a murderer, saying that my old classmate was too unkind, obviously everyone said that Yan Bowen was the murderer of his wife, and now that his younger brother is dead, why is he still entangled. I finally told him that this murder case is a matter of life, even if it is Fu Mingbing himself, I can't let it go, let alone his younger brother, Fu Mingbing can say this kind of thing, there is no legal bottom line, it is really a classmate in vain. ”

"Our discussion has reached an impasse, and I have long been prepared in my own heart, even if he wants to cut off the love of his classmates, I will not hesitate to do it, I can't betray myself in the profession of forensics."

"Unexpectedly, Fu Mingbing finally left me a sentence: Old classmate, your analysis and judgment may be really accurate, but if you mistake others, others will not give you a good way to go, so you can do it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, I couldn't figure it out, what did Fu Mingbing want to say? My analysis and judgment may be very accurate, and the addition of the word maybe, which on the surface means a kind of assumption, but in fact, saying this sentence at this time, does it mean that he knows the truth in it, rather than literally? ”

Dad wrote here, his beautiful handwriting left a very ordinary question mark, and it ended the diary of his life, I stared at this question mark, and like Dad, I was lost in Fu Mingbing's last sentence.

[If you have a recommendation ticket in your hand, you will be rewarded with one, and the female forensic doctor Su San said thank you very much! ] 】