Forensic pursuit

Chu Wanning's tone softened a little: "It's not that all activities are stopped, it's just classified as an unsolved case and the investment of the police force will be reduced."

Nie Fan asked rhetorically, "Shouldn't we intensify the investigation during the critical period when the case finds a breakthrough?" She spoke in a hurry, her chest couldn't stop rising and falling, and the pain in her ribs was irritated, and she frowned to ease it.

Wan Yi caressed her back: "Fanxin, Sister Wan Ning has her reasons."

The image of Liu Xiaorou's parents begging them to find the murderer kept appearing in Nie Fanxin's mind. She gritted her teeth and asked again: "What kind of bullshit is it? I won't listen, I just look at the results now. Sister Wan Ning, the principle of murder must be solved, you Forgot all?"

Chu Wanning only gave her five words: "You need to calm down."

Nie Fanxin leaned slightly on Wan Yi, and walked out of the elevator slowly.She hoped to at least win the right to investigate, so she stated her opinion in a low voice: "There must be something wrong with the transplant operation. We can start to investigate from the patients who received organ transplants."

Chu Wanning said bluntly: "What you think of, other colleagues will also consider."

Nie Fan was about to lose patience, and asked, "Why can't it be me?"

"You are not suitable now." Chu Wanning's eyes became sharp instantly, she opened the driver's door, turned her head and told, "Go back and write a review about disobedience to the superior's instructions, within three days, send me the electronic file .”

During off-duty, Nie Fanxin had never seen Chu Wanning's business affairs. At this time, he knew that his attitude might be inappropriate, so he gently pushed Wan Yi away to support his arm, and his right hand supported the car window, and asked sincerely: " There is really no room for maneuver in Liu Xiaorou's case?"

"No."

"Who gave the order? The city bureau or the sub-bureau?" Nie Fan asked heartily, knowing that he couldn't get an answer.

Unexpectedly, Chu Wanning said the truth: "City Bureau, Director Wan."

Nie Fanxin heard the words, and immediately pursed her lips tightly, no longer contradicting the person in front of her.After a long time, with red eyes, she restrained her emotions and turned her back, took two steps towards the direction where her car was parked, and said, "I see. Good night, Miss Wan Ning."

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On the way back, Nie Fanxin was silent.The light inside the car was not good, Wan Yi raised her hand and tapped the button on the operation screen, switching to the automatic driving mode slowly, and then softly suggested: "Come with me to Shanghai tomorrow, Lao Wan and grandma stay at home."

Nie Fanxin didn't think about it, so he hummed lightly in agreement.

The car gradually drove out of the parking lot, Wan Yi stroked the broken hair next to her ear, looked at Nie Fanxin, and planned to have a long talk: "Fanxin, you are engaged in an ideological struggle, and plan to investigate in private?"

Nie Fanxin clenched his left hand into a fist and shrank into his coat. It was originally a move to calm down when he was excited, but Wan Yi noticed it.She hesitated for a moment, then confirmed the other party's conjecture.

Wan Yi flatly objected: "You can't act without authorization."

Nie Fanxin had a pale face: "I won't be impulsive. Besides, Sister Wan Ning will probably withdraw her authority, so I can't find anything."

"You want to start with the patients who received the transplant. You already remember the address clearly, right?" Wan Yi must be aware of her ability - she has a photographic memory, not to mention that she stared at the medical records in the hospital file room before and carefully browsed through them. 2 minutes.

Nie Fanxin's lips curled up inadvertently: "The one who knows me, Sister Mo Ruo."

Wan Yi handed her the box with only half of the yogurt left, raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly: "However, you finally decided to give up, and you didn't want to startle the snake."

"I choose to believe in Lao Wan. She must have her own plan." Nie Fanxin bit the straw. After making a difficult decision, her tense nerves seemed to relax a lot, but her body began to feel a little overwhelmed.Burning pain in back, left arm, shoulder, collarbone...

Wan Yi looked at her expression of baring her teeth in pain, and there was concern in her eyes and words: "Stay here for a while, go home and apply cold compresses."

"You feel bad, don't you?" Nie Fan joked while enduring the pain.

Wan Yi smiled and annoyed her: "Okay, sit still with the chest strap on and don't move around."

"Old rules, don't tell them the real situation, just say it's a skin trauma."

"It was originally a skin trauma, rib fractures, plus the wrong position, and the recuperation time is short." Wan Yi received the autopsy report approved by the intern researcher, and clicked on it for a serious inspection.

"I want to drink the big bone broth you boiled."

Wan Yi didn't look up: "Well, let's go to Shanghai to drink." She was recalling the details based on the process of observing the autopsy yesterday.

Nie Fanxin pretended to be displeased: "I don't care about people at work."

Only then did Wan Yi raise her head and look directly at Nie Fanxin, with a nice curve of her mouth: "Aren't you the same? Little police officer Nie." After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and gently patted Nie Fanxin's forehead.

"Really? When?"

"Last month, at the police station, I went for an injury appraisal; last week, at the gate of the court, I went to be a professional witness; a few days ago, at home, I went into the study with milk..."

Nie Fanxin immediately stopped: "Wait, hold the grudge, I'm a Scorpio, you're a Cancer." She twisted a lot, pulled her ribs, and hissed, "Oh, when did I get home, I can't sit still, want to Lie down."

"Go lie down in the back row, or wait another 10 minutes." Wan Yi switched to manual mode, held the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator with her right foot, and accelerated.

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When they got home, the two of them tiptoed into the house. Just as they stepped up the first wooden ladder, they were stopped by Wan Tong from downstairs: "There are ice packs at the bottom of the refrigerator."

Nie Fanxin emphasized: "Old Wan, I was slightly injured."

Wan Tong, who had come out to help Nie Zhiyan get water, said casually, "Two ribs were broken, and there were multiple soft tissue bruises."

"Uh, who told the secret?"

Wan Tong's hands kept moving: "It's not Hanhan, but don't meddle in Liu Xiaorou's case." She took a few steps with her water glass in her hand, and pushed open the bedroom door, "Go to bed early, the plane at noon tomorrow, go out for a walk." Relax."

The door slammed shut, and Nie Fan wondered, "Lao Wan, this old ginger is too spicy."

Wan Yi took back two ice bags: "Let's go upstairs."

On the first night of the injury, try to avoid taking a bath, Nie Fanxin had to overcome it.In the gap between Wanyi's bath, she grinned her teeth with an ice pack and survived the stage of doing it herself, but she didn't have enough food and clothing.

At this time, she was half lying on the bed, holding the pillow in both hands to brush her phone, and the sound of footsteps behind her gradually approached.

"All right?"

Nie Fanxin didn't turn around, but tilted his head: "Shall we blow your hair first?"

"No hurry, I'll help you with a cold compress."

At this time, Nie Fanxin's upper body was only wearing a light-colored camisole, and she felt the coolness of her fingertips gently lifting the cloth on her body.

Then, there was no movement for a while.

"Wan Xiaoyu?"

The calm voice seemed to be squeezed out of Wan Yi's throat: "The wound is a bit dark in color, and it will inevitably hurt later."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Not afraid?Indeed, Nie Fanxin considers herself to be a person full of emotions. She is afraid of seeing wives and children separated, afraid of seeing white-haired people give away black-haired people, afraid of experiencing life and death, but she is not afraid of pain.

Wan Yi on the side of the bed wrung out a thin cotton towel, and carefully spread it on her purplish red and slightly swollen back.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's cool and comfortable."

"If it's too cold or too painful, just tell me," Wan Yi took out an ice pack, covered it on the cotton towel, and stayed there for about 1 minute at a time, pressing it little by little from left to right.

Nie Fanxin closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Every time Wan Yi changed places, her thin, boneless fingers slowly lifted up, and gently touched her skin along the edge of the ice pack, giving people a numb feeling that seemed to be there.Nie Fan couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch, but the symptoms could only be relieved for a few seconds.Gradually, she realized that she was not physically itchy, but that the feeling was so subtle that Nie Fanxin was somewhat at a loss.

Maybe it's too much focus?

Without thinking about it, she intended to divert her thoughts, and asked without thinking: "Wan Xiaoyu, do you look at all the backs as if you were looking at a corpse?"

"Huh?" Wan Yi seemed to be in a daze for a few seconds, frowned to feign anger, gave Nie Fanxin a light look, and then said angrily, "Unfortunately, I'm missing a scalpel."

"Wan Xiaoyu!"

"Huh? I don't know who mentioned it first, what's wrong?"

Nie Fan was anxious: "Could it be that in your eyes, I am no different from other corpses?"

But with her back to Wan Yi, she was completely unaware of the person behind her, and there was already a smile in her eyes.Although the man didn't reply, he quietly stared at her back and gave the answer in his heart: "Of course there is a difference."

Nie Fanxin didn't hear the response, and said "Hello" in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Nie Fanxin felt that it was very strange recently, Wan Yi always took her into the pit, what was the difference from a corpse, how would Wan Yi answer?One alive and one dead?Or a warm one and a cool one?

Based on the principle of seeking truth from facts, Nie Fanxin gave himself a blank look.

The next morning, when Nie Fanxin opened her eyes, the sunlight outside the window had already passed through the curtains, and shuttled through the subtle fluctuations in the air.

The person on the bed sat up with difficulty, just as Wan Yi knocked on the door.

At this moment, Nie Fanxin was in a daze, and the injured part seemed to be hurting more than last night. She barely opened the corner of her mouth, and said the first sentence this morning: "The door is not locked."

Wan Yi pushed open the door: "Go downstairs for dinner? Meng Ziqiao accompanied Liu Xiaorou's parents to the research institute at 8 o'clock to collect the body. Your police station still has a document that you haven't given me."

Nie Fanxin worked hard to get his legs out of the bed, and said softly, "I'm falling apart, Wan Xiaoyu, pull me up."

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