After divorcing the male god

Lin Duan was different from other forensic doctors in the Municipal Bureau.

Forensic doctors are used to seeing life and death, and they have their own unique indifference in dealing with people and things. That kind of indifference allows them to maintain professionalism and caution.

Lin Duan is a fledgling, and still has the recklessness and enthusiasm of young people. For example, facing the case of Pan Xiaoqian, he would rather choose to be suspended than give up his firm belief.

But in dealing with people and things, Lin Duan is used to selling buns, and most of the time he is submissive, like the most docile teacup dog in the arms of his master.

What's more, Duan Jingsheng's aura is so strong that even vicious drug dealers regard him as a plague god. He looks down on him from above, and Lin Duan is almost completely shrouded in the shadow of "Duan Jingsheng".

He shrank his shoulders, stepped back half a step cautiously, bowed his head and apologized to Duan Jingsheng: "I'm sorry."

Duan Jingsheng squinted at him with cold eyes, turned his head and left.

Lin Duan returned to the ward dejectedly.

Xiao Liu and Xiao Li looked at each other, and Xiao Liu entered the door to comfort Lin Duan: "Duan Duan has such a temper, and it was his best brother who died this time. Lin Duan, don't take it to heart. Captain Duan didn't think about it for a while. It’s really not entirely your fault.”

"That... Qi, Qi Qing, who are they?" Lin Duan asked in a daze.

Xiao Liu kept silent, and after a while, under Xiao Li's urging, he poured out all he knew.

"Qi Qing used to be the deputy captain of our criminal investigation team. He graduated from the police academy with Brother Duan and has been working for more than ten years. The two have hardly been separated."

"Five years ago, Brother Qi was transferred away, saying that he went to a neighboring province, and the contact with everyone gradually faded. As a result of this lightning operation, we only knew that Brother Qi went to be an undercover agent."

"That day, he was supposed to come back with the people who responded to him. Who would have thought that we lost Brother Qi's signal halfway, and if we contacted him again, it would be... a car accident."

Xiao Liu couldn't help but think of the tragic situation at that time, and gasped, seeing his brother die in front of his eyes, Duan Jingsheng had a strong psychological endurance if he didn't suffer from PTSD.

Lin Duan finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter. He sat on the hospital bed with his knees hugged, and muttered to himself in a daze: "Mr. Duan is very sad, it's my fault."

The school used to organize the Department of Forensic Medicine to practice at the Municipal Bureau. At that time, Lin Duan was still a student, and the leaders of the Municipal Bureau, big or small, were all called teachers by the students.

Over time, Lin Duan got used to calling them teachers, and he didn't change his words after officially joining the Municipal Bureau.

Xiao Li was in a hurry, and when he heard the words, he strangled his arm, hating that iron could not become steel: "Can't you be tougher? I said it was none of your business, and the autopsy report made it clear that Brother Qi might have had a car accident even without you." , but you just happened to appear!"

Lin Duan probably didn't listen to his words of comfort.

Lin Duan sat in a daze with self-pity, and after a while, he asked Xiao Liu: "Brother Liu, do you have a phone number for Teacher Duan? I want to apologize to him face to face."

Xiao Li probably realized that he was not in the right state, so he interrupted seriously and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Make up for my mistakes." Lin Duan lowered his head, buried his face in his elbows, his forehead pressed against his kneecap, and said in a dull voice, "Without me, Teacher Duan would not lose his best brother."

"Brother Duan resigned directly from the city bureau for Brother Qi's sake. This matter is too big, how can you make up for him?"

Xiao Liu complained: "According to me, you'd better not provoke him, it's so rare to get this life back. Brother Qi is kind, I think even if he was sober at the time, he would avoid you, you just take this life Brother Qi gave it to you, don't worry about the team."

"Do you have his cell phone?" Lin Duan seemed to have never heard of it.

Xiao Liu sent him his mobile phone number and WeChat.

At that time, a week had passed since the day of the car accident, Lin Duan was in good health, and Duan Jingsheng's resignation procedures had been completed.

Qi Qing died in the line of duty, and the criminal police team organized a funeral in the Qinglong Mountain Cemetery the next day.

After Lin Duan was discharged from the hospital early, he tidied up a bit, put on a white shirt and light blue wide-leg jeans, put on his black-rimmed glasses, and took a bus to Qinglong Mountain.

Qinglong Mountain is in the west of Ningbei City, close to Mohu District. It has just started to be developed in recent years, and there are not many bus lines.

Lin Duan took the subway, transferred to the bus to the nearest station, and then walked a full kilometer before arriving.

He hurried, but was still late.

Lin Duan was suspended and Duan Jingsheng resigned. Both of them were not eligible to stand in the procession.Duan Jingsheng stood under a pine and cypress, looking up at Qi Qing's snow-white tombstone.

25 criminal police officers took off their hats and bowed their heads in silence.

It started to rain lightly.

Lin Duan had to pass Duan Jingsheng if he wanted to go in. He hesitated at the entrance for a long time before he braced himself, lowered his head and shoulders, trying to disguise himself as air, and silently passed Duan Jingsheng who was staring intently at the tombstone.

He was not feeling well, apart from Qi Qing's guilt, perhaps, there were other feelings.

Xiao Liu said that Qi Qing and Duan Jingsheng were so nice to wear a pair of underpants, they were brothers who lived and died together.

Brother... Lin Duan silently read these two words in his heart.A long time ago, when he was still young, Duan Jingsheng said to him, "I will be your brother from now on."

There is no future, Duan Jingsheng has long forgotten about it.

Too much time has passed, when Lin Duan reunited with him, Brother Duan who blurted out met his cold eyes, made a sharp turn and became Teacher Duan.

Lin Duan passed Duan Jingsheng who was standing there.

He took a step forward with his front foot, but before he could keep up with his back foot, his wrist was grasped like a pair of iron clamps, like catching a criminal. Duan Jingsheng grabbed him fiercely: "You have no right to go in."

Lin Duan was stiff all over, he doubted that in the next second, Duan Jingsheng would be able to catch him and throw his thin arms and legs to the ground.

The wrist was pinched with red and purple bruises, and the hand cut the flesh like a sawtooth.

Lin Duan didn't dare to step forward again, and was silently dragged out of the field.

Duan Jingsheng glanced at him, and simply and rudely reprimanded: "Get lost."

Lin Duan lowered his eyebrows and moved closer to Duan Jingsheng, bowed his head slightly, and apologized softly: "Teacher Duan, I'm sorry."

Duan Jingsheng didn't turn his head back, his expression was indifferent.

"My condolences are changing." Lin Duan said.

That sentence seemed to touch Duan Jingsheng's reverse scale, Lin Duan didn't have time to react, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him like lightning, his wrist was caught, Duan Jingsheng twisted his two arms, and Lin Duan bumped headfirst into the thick pine and cypress torso.

Lin Duan was dizzy from the collision, his cheek was pressed against the jagged tree trunk, the sharp dry bark cut his skin, he clenched his teeth, trembling with pain.

Duan Jingsheng's hands were thick and strong, like a trap forged with a soldering iron, making it difficult for him to get out.

His shoulders were held down, the brackets of his black-rimmed glasses broke, and his calf was kicked by Duan Jingsheng.Duan Jingsheng's leather shoes stepped on his instep, causing a sharp pain.

Lin Duan's eye circles were red, Duan Jingsheng moved closer to his ear, and said coldly, "Why do you have to be kind?"

"Lin Duan," he lowered his voice like a hell devil's curse, and swore next to him: "We, the future will last forever—"

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