"Team Han, Team Han, Team Han wake up, the front is where you said."

Song Hongbiao woke up Han Bin in the passenger seat, who opened his eyes, stretched, and then subconsciously put his palm into his pocket and took out half a pack of cigarettes.

Han Bin took one out of it and held it in his mouth.

Then he went to his trouser pocket to find a lighter, but he didn't find it for a long time, and finally Song Hongbiao, who was still driving, took one from the armrest box and gave it to him.

"Team Han, you just had a nightmare."

"Huh?"

"I see that you have been frowning when you sleep, and you are still muttering, saying that everything is false, all are false, is it all false, could it be that you are dreaming of the end of the world again?"

Han Bin lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, opened the car window, and flicked the cigarette ash out, "Maybe I'm too tired these days." ”

"But last time, you slept two days a week in the Korean team, I see that you are also in good spirits, and you don't go home to make up for sleep after you are busy and call someone to play mahjong."

Han Bin snorted, "I'm thirty-five, do you expect me to be able to survive all the time?" ”

"Then don't make things for yourself." Song Hongbiao parked the car on the side of the road.

"Brothers, come to Z City to arrest people, it's already very tiring to squat and guard the target every day, you are not busy enough to be busy enough in the Han team, and you come to the L city next door, if this is known by the Guo Bureau, we will have to be criticized."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll go see someone, ask a few words and go back." Han Bin said, "You can think about what to eat at night in the car." ”

"Then Team Han, you have a treat?"

"I'll please, I'll please." Han Bin said as he pushed the car door open and walked down.

Song Hongbiao watched Han Bin's figure disappear into the opposite community, and then he turned on the radio on the car and found a radio station that played cross talk and listened to it for a while.

About a quarter of an hour later, the co-pilot's door was opened, Han Bin got into the car again, and then touched a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

"Let's go, go back to Z City."

"Done?"

"It's over."

"The result?" Song Hongbiao said curiously.

Han Bin shook his head.

"I don't understand," Song Hongbiao said as he shifted gears, "Team Han, why do you have to keep an eye on that company called Third Age?" Didn't we check, and they didn't do anything illegal. ”

"And even if they break the law, shouldn't they also be under the control of the investigation, what does it have to do with us? I'm not good, Team Han, you're a bit of a dog and a rat meddling. ”

"Who do you say is a dog," Han Bin said, "Drive quickly, I'm hungry, go back to Z City to eat rice noodles." ”

"Eh, why do you eat rice noodles again, didn't you let me choose the Korean team, I want to eat Haidilao!" Song Hongbiao protested.

"There's no time." Han Bin said, "Don't you still have to go to squat at night?" ”

"Holy!" Song Hongbiao was shocked, "Team Han, you are actually this kind of person, you didn't want to invite me from the beginning." ”

"Okay, okay, don't argue, you remember first, I'll invite you to eat Haidilao when this eucalyptus is finished."

"That's pretty much it." Song Hongbiao was finally satisfied.

And Han Bin also smoked half of the second cigarette, he opened the window again, and the cold wind outside calmed his irritable mood a little.

Song Hongbiao spoke again at this time, "By the way, I remember reading a saying on the Internet before, saying that dreams are a manifestation of your subconscious, and if you often have the same nightmare, it is likely to be related to a tragic encounter in your childhood." ”

"I didn't have any misery in my childhood."

"That's what you recently watched a movie like that or something."

"No, I'm dying of busyness, how can I have time to relax."

"That's strange, why do you have nightmares, Team Han? And always turning over and over for a nightmare. ”

Han Bin was silent for a moment and then said, "Tang Mengjia." ”

"What?"

"Tang Mengjia, what I just visited was her grandfather and grandmother." Han Bin explained.

"Then this Tang Mengjia ......"

"Eleven-year-old, female, living in City B with her parents, fifth grade of primary school, fell from the school stairs two months ago, unfortunately hit the back of the head, and was later sent to the hospital, rescue was ineffective."

"Oh. I seem to have a little impression.,Didn't you suspect that there was school bullying in the Korean team at the beginning of this eucalyptus?

"But after asking around, whether it was her parents or her classmates and teachers around her, they all responded that they usually didn't see anyone bullying her, so it should be just extremely bad luck."

"What, Team Han, have you found any new clues?" Song Hongbiao looked at the traffic jam in front of him and honked the horn twice, but the convoy did not move, so he could only continue to wait and turn his attention to the conversation with Han Bin.

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"I didn't find anything else about the cause of death, but then Tang Mengjia's mother, Dong Yuanli, came to me again." Han Bin said.

"Yes, at what time? What are you looking for. ”

"She told me she saw her daughter again."

"Ah, this kind of thing is very common, the family of the deceased is too sad, and some of them will hallucinate, but when people die, they are dead, and the bodies have been cremated......"

"Tang Mengjia's body was not cremated."

"Huh?"

"Her parents signed a body donation form, so after Tang Mengjia died, the body was directly taken away by the Red Cross."

"So, what's the problem?" Song Hongbiao was puzzled.

"There was nothing wrong with the process, I went to the Red Cross and found that Tang Mengjia's body had been sent to a research institute, but when I arrived at the research institute, the researchers there did not allow me to take a look at Tang Mengjia's body.

"It wasn't until I threatened them that they wanted to apply for a search warrant that they told me that Tang Mengjia's body had been cremated, because something had happened in the middle of the study, and her body was no longer usable.

So I checked all the crematoriums in the city again, and sure enough, I found Tang Mengjia's name in a crematorium, but this time I kept an eye on it and found the master in charge of cremation that day.

"But the master didn't have any impression of Tang Mengjia, I asked him if he would forget it, he said that because of work, he would come into contact with a lot of dead people every day, but the age is so young, if he sees it, he will not forget it so quickly."

"Then where did Tang Mengjia's body go?" Song Hongbiao was stunned.

"That's the problem." Han Bin said, "I went on to investigate the institute and found that one of their donors was a company called Wade Health, which donated the largest amount and the most frequent donations.

"It's a foreign-owned company with its headquarters in Switzerland. I couldn't find much information about them in China, but when I investigated, I found out that a consulting company called Tertiary was quite closely related to Wade Health.

"They're consulting firms, so it's normal to advise clients." The car was blocked in the middle of the road and couldn't move, and Song Hongbiao also wanted to smoke.

"But the problem is that Tertiary is not a normal consulting firm either." Han Bin said.