[Yongman] Male god, you lost a second-hand

The softest place in the heart of the heart, people can't help but cherish and pity.

"After the matter is over, you will understand when you see the file."

As soon as the words fell, Jian Shi walked out of the morgue with a pale face.

Special Cases Section: Masks Covering the Past ([-])

"Have you got it?" An Yan walked in front of Jian Shi.

Jane nodded, handed the palm-sized sealed bag to An Yan, and then sat down on the chair next to her as if exhausted. No matter who asked her what happened, she didn't open her mouth. She said, but didn't want to say, the knife in the hand of the child's corpse she saw just now could hardly hold the knife. She didn't know how cruel that person was to be willing to poison such a young child. hand, she could even hear the child crying during the dissection.

An Yan, who got the clue, directly opened the sealed bag. Inside was a damaged oil painting. Judging from the color of the painting, the brushstrokes were still very immature. At first glance, it looked like a middle school student's painting. An Yan knew about this chasing battle. From the beginning, it was as swift and violent as a mountain rolling a stone.

An Yan quickly went through everyone's information in his mind, quickly locked on the target, and shouted at Mu Yangfan: "Mu Yangfan, contact your brother immediately."

"My brother? Don't tell me that person is going to attack my brother." Mu Yangfan immediately took out his mobile phone and broadcast the number that is always the first contact. His parents passed away very early, leaving only one brother with him. He depends on each other for life, if his younger brother does anything else, he will definitely ask that person to pay back double!

There was a melodious music ringing on the phone, and a mechanical female voice appeared, "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unanswered, please call later." Then there was a beeping busy tone.

Mu Yangfan impatiently dialed it over and over again, his hopes were broken again and again.

Seeing that Mu Yangfan called An Yan countless times, he was sure that the next victim was Mu Yangfan's younger brother. His tired body had no time to rectify, and he didn't even have time to put on the coat that Wen Xu handed over, so he told Shen Tu concisely After that, and asked him to take care of Mu Yangfan and Jianshi here, he ran all the way away from here.

As soon as An Yan ran out of the hospital, he received a call from Falcon himself, his voice was mixed with the noise of the wind, "If you want to save that man's brother, come to me alone at the highest place, if you let me see There are other people, and I don't mind killing the little pity in my hand and throwing it from here."

After listening to Falcon's words by An Yan's side, Wen Wen refused with a black face, "Impossible, An Yan, I can't guarantee that that person will do anything. You have forgotten what happened three years ago."

An Yan who hung up the phone said with a wry smile: "He didn't give us a choice, this time we have to go, Wen Nu, he won't let me die, at least his goal of making me abandoned by everyone has not been achieved yet, yes Bar."

An Yan trotted all the way to the car, turned around with a smile and said to the still shocked Wen Xu: "I will not forget what happened three years ago, one day, I will kill him with my own hands, even if I sacrifice my life, I will not forget it." Also willing."

"An Yan!" Wen Xu wanted to stop An Yan who was already in the driver's seat, but it was too late, and he could only watch helplessly as An Yan drove the car to the highest point of the city by himself.

How many times has Wen Xu wondered why he asked An Yan to study forensic medicine when he was in college, and why he told him that he would be a policeman admired by thousands of people in the future, and An Yan would be his most powerful forensic assistant , The two joined forces to sweep all criminals in the world.

In that way, he will not resolutely go to the United States alone for further studies for his own wish, and he will not meet that person, nor will it cause what happened three years ago, and An Yan will not live like him now Unlike him, who can only rely on the mask to survive.

What he owed An Yan could not be repaid even in his whole life.

At the entrance of a relatively remote hospital, after dusk, pedestrians gradually disappeared, Wen Xu just knelt there with his head down, occasionally a passerby walked by, looked at Wen Xu suspiciously, and then left.

The car parked steadily in a parking lot of a building. An Yan slammed the car door hard, and rushed to the elevator without stopping, and went straight to the top floor. The moment the elevator door opened, a gust of wind blew in. In his hair, An Yan still saw the falcon standing on the edge of the floor at a glance. At his feet lay a boy who was over fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyes were wrapped in gauze, and there was some blood faintly below his chest. Weakly undulating, still alive.

"Hey, Ann, long time no see." The man became short of breath the moment he saw An Yan, walked away from the boy with some disgust, took out perfume and sprayed it on himself, trying to cover up The smell of blood all over his body.

An Yan's right hand shrunk behind him into a fist, closely watching Falcon's every move.

Seeing An Yan's vigilant eyes, Falcon pretended to be hurt and said, "An, I'm hurt by your behavior. You are disrespectful to the teacher."

"Give that child to me." An Yan leaned aside, keeping a safe distance from Falcon.

"OK, OK." Falcon's forward footsteps stopped for a while at this time, and then he retreated to the side with some reluctance, walking away from the boy's surroundings, but his gaze remained unchanged on An Yan, watching An Yan all changes.

An Yan hurriedly ran to the boy and checked that there was nothing serious, but the gauze on his face and eyes made him feel uneasy, his trembling hands really wanted to remove the gauze, but he never dared, he didn't want to To touch the brutal truth.

Falcon was about to say something when he was interrupted by the siren of a police car downstairs. He looked downstairs with displeasure. The building was already surrounded by many police cars. Wen Nu got off the car and called out quickly. Several people went upstairs with themselves.

Falcon's eyes drifted to the surprised An Yan, sighed in disappointment, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and stood on the guardrail surrounded by smoke, "Tsk, what a difficult policeman, Ann, I will Knowing the selfishness of the cops who don't care about other people's safety, I took something from that boy as punishment."

After finishing speaking, he jumped down from the top of the building, leaving only the words "see you next time" in the air.

"An Yan!" Wen Xu came running from the elevator entrance, the sweat from anxiety was still on his face, "Are you okay?"

An Yan squatted in front of the boy, checked his situation, heard a warm voice behind him, shook his head, but did not stop the movement of his hands, "I'm fine, it's this boy who is in trouble."

Wen Xu took a few breaths, walked to An Yan's side, looked at the unconscious boy lying on the ground, "His...eyes?"

"En." An Yan stood up, looking at the distant city and scenery that seemed small due to the distance, "I can't find any clues about the next victim, maybe he is waiting for an opportunity in the dark, but this is a breather for us good chance."

"You really don't plan to join the witness protection program, An Yan, you said before that you don't like the life of being watched, well, I respect your choice, but now you have only one way out."

"It's really annoying to have a makeover or something." An Yan sneered, turned around and left, leaving Wen Xu to handle the rest.

The lights in the operating room came on, and Lin Fen grabbed Mu Yangfan who was already running away. Ever since he learned of his brother's accident, his mood fluctuated greatly. What else will happen.

Jian Shi was lost in thought while holding her mobile phone, and looked at An Yan who was standing with Shen Tu from time to time. For a moment, the emotions in her eyes were struggling and entangled, as if two forces were conquering the land.

A cup of warm chocolate milk tea appeared in front of An Yan's eyes. An Yan stretched out his hand to hold the cup of milk tea, looked up at Shen Tu who was panting slightly, took out a tissue and handed it to him, and sat there quietly without saying a word , looking at the milk tea in his hand in a daze.

Shen Tu took the tissue and wiped the sweat from his forehead, sat beside An Yan, silently waiting for the result of the operation.

The lights in the operating room were finally turned off after everyone was waiting anxiously. Everyone got up and walked to the door. A doctor came out, "The patient is fine, and he will recover after a few days of recuperation, but his eyes can no longer see." .”

"Thank you doctor." Xia Shaoguang managed to cheer up and thanked the doctor.

After Mu Yangfan heard the fact that his younger brother was fine but could no longer see him, his suppressed anger erupted in an instant, and he swung his fist mercilessly towards the contract.

Lin Zhigen, who had just relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, had no time to stop Mu Yangfan, so he could only watch what happened.

An Yan ordered to close his eyes, but the expected pain did not come. He only heard a muffled groan in his ear and exclamations from around him. When he opened his eyes with a puzzled look, he saw a person standing in front of him. The generous back completely covered him.

"Boss!" Jane called out.

"Have you calmed down?" The cold voice reached everyone's ears, calming down the agitation in people's hearts.

It's just that An Yan heard that something was wrong with the voice, so he quickly grabbed the arm of the person in front of him, and turned him to face him forcefully. At that moment, An Yan didn't know what to say, and the corners of Shen Tu's mouth were dripping with tears. There was blood, and the surrounding area was already red and swollen. One could tell how hard Mu Yangfan punched.

An Yan lowered his head, his smooth hair covered his obscured eyes, he didn't dare to look at Shen Tu's expression, it's unnecessary, he doesn't need to be so nice to me.

Mu Yangfan on the other side