Chapter 22

A policeman walked into the autopsy room, "Team Jin, the deceased's father has already picked it up." ”

"yes, got it." Jin Mo looked at Xiao Nan, was silent for a moment, and saw that Zhang Bin's stitching work was almost finished, and he calmly ordered: "Ten minutes later, you bring him here." ”

"Yes."

Looking at the back of the police leaving, Xiao Nan wanted to speak and stopped, and his hands were unnaturally inserted into his pockets.

However, Zhang Bin stopped what he was doing, he seemed to sense Xiao Nan's discomfort, and tried to dissuade him: "Team Jin, let the family members go to the autopsy room to identify the body, it's not in accordance with the rules, right?" ”

His eyes glanced back and forth between Xiao and Jin, and the huge dissection room instantly became extraordinary, and he saw two people standing side by side, one bowed his head and said nothing, and the other was looking at the autopsy report seriously, as if he was completely ignoring his own existence, he didn't feel embarrassed, shrugged his shoulders, and continued to work helplessly.

Ten minutes, minutes and seconds passed.

The wooden door was pushed open again, Xiao Nan saw the police supporting a white-haired old man and walked in, she wanted to dodge, but was pulled by the person next to her, when she looked back, her ears rang, "There are some things that can't be solved by escaping." ”

When the four eyes met, Xiao Nan saw a firmness in his eyes, "Me? You won't understand! Her voice was as light as a mosquito fly, but the distance between them made every word clearly enter Jin Mo's ears.

"I don't care what you've been through before, you have to learn to face it." He looked at Xiao Nan, the indifference in his eyes was replaced by tenderness, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'll accompany you." ”

Facing the dissecting table, Xiao Nan didn't know where she got the courage, she watched the old man tremble and stretched out his hand, stroking her son's cheek, those rough hands may not have been so close to her son as they are now.

Losing his son in his twilight years, the old man endured the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man alone, his mouth opened and closed, he choked and almost couldn't make a sound, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and he was silent for a long time, he whispered 'Jian'er', and tears fell on his son's forehead......

The pictures overlapped, Xiao Nan's thoughts were pulled away in an instant, and the old pictures poured into her mind like a volcanic eruption, a piece of white light flickered, and a heart-rending cry sounded in her ears, her hands clenched into fists, her heart was tormented, and her body began to tremble.

In the dissection room, Xiao Nan didn't want to stay longer for a moment, she tried her best to break free from the shackles from Jin Mo and walked quickly.

Jin Mo followed, looking at the back, I don't know why her actions would always affect her heart.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Nan stood in the center of the corridor, roaring silently, exhausted, only to feel that her feet were weak, if someone hadn't supported her from behind, I'm afraid she would have collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Nan didn't even look back, and pushed away Jin Mo's support.

In the corridor, in the back of the fading back, Jin Mo read frustration, sadness, and even despair.

Perhaps some people's toughness only stays on the surface, because she needs self-protection, carrying a heavy shell like a snail, and when she is hurt, she can choose to curl up in the first time.

Jin Mo stepped forward quickly and pushed open the office door suddenly, she happened to raise her eyes to look at herself, and the tears in her eyes were faintly visible.

He stopped talking, and stood by the door, holding the handle tightly in one hand and the other in his trouser pocket, his eyes staring as if he was concerned about it.

There was silence in the room.

Xiao Nan tried his best to calm his emotions, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at him quietly.

"As a forensic doctor, you don't even dare to face the family of the deceased." Jin Mo raised his voice, "How can you convince them of the results of your autopsy?" ”

Suddenly, Xiao Nan's eyes widened.

This is the first time since she has practiced forensic medicine that someone dares to question her professionalism, and she is full of unconvinced, but she is unable to open her mouth and is unable to defend herself, because she knows in her heart what her crux is......

She turned her chair and turned her back to the door.

When the two were at a stalemate, footsteps sounded in the corridor, coming in a hurry.

"The old man has confirmed that the deceased is his son Hou Jian, of course ......" Zhang Bin took his glasses, felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and smiled awkwardly: "I, what, I'll do a DNA test again." ”

As soon as the words fell, the kid had long since disappeared.

Looking at the night sky outside the window, Xiao Nan's stubborn heart gradually calmed down, and when he turned around again, the figure by the door was long gone, and the two words he said just now echoed in his ears, and he took off his glasses tiredly.