Forensic pursuit

In the middle of the 21st century, automation has spread to every household.However, big families with stable and rising fixed incomes still like to do things by themselves, so as long as they eat at home, the youngest Nie Fanxin will take the initiative to do the work of washing dishes.Before Wan Yi was injured, she would be with her, one was in charge of washing the dishes and the other was in charge of rinsing.After being injured, she took care of it alone.

Tonight, my daughter was finally on vacation, and Gu Bei was in a good mood, so he wore an apron and stood on Nie Fanxin's right side, helping to clean.

"Mom, I'll do it myself." Nie Fanxin actually wanted Wan Yi to sit behind her and accompany her, but for some reason, as soon as he got off the table, the old Nie took the man back to the bedroom to rest.

"Go upstairs later and have a heart-to-heart talk with your aunt."

"Huh?" Nie Fanxin paused with his gloved hands, almost losing his grip on the bowl.

Gu Bei scolded her: "What did I tell you last time? Forgot?"

"No, I haven't forgotten." Isn't it just chatting separately.

After tidying up the dishes, Nie Fanxin originally wanted to go back to the house to take a look at Wan Yi, but found that the door was closed tightly, and Nie Zhilan's rustling voice could be heard from inside.So he could only walk upstairs step by step under Gu Bei's gaze.

In fact, I was a little apprehensive, not knowing what my aunt would say.After all these years, the first time Nie Zhiyan talked to her alone was as Wan Yi's mother.

"Why are you standing at the door and not coming in?" Nie Zhiyan walked out of the bedroom and took Nie Fanxin's hand, her kind smile was like a ray of spring breeze, blowing away the pent-up tension in her heart.At the age of 63, she has shallow wrinkles at the end of her eyes, and the years are gentle, and she is unwilling to add traces of age at will.

Nie Fan called out shyly, "Auntie."

Nie Zhiyan responded and closed the door casually.

They sat on the sofa from left to right, and the older ones saw Nie Fanxin's embarrassment, the smile on his lips deepened, and he took the initiative to chat about her and Wan Yi's childhood.

More than [-] years ago, Zhao Guoying retired to help the younger generation take care of their children.At that time, there were two policemen in the family, and a lawyer who had just started his career. Only Nie Zhiyan, who was working as a forensic doctor, could help.

So during childhood, in Nie Fanxin's memory, the presence of my aunt was second only to my grandmother.

Nie Zhiyan flipped through the photo album recording her growth: "You guys always like to grab the quilt when you sleep on the same bed."

"Is there? Did I steal it from her, or did she steal it from me?" These memories have become blurred. The last time Nie Fanxin looked at the photos was 10 years ago, when she graduated from middle school.

Nie Zhiyan didn't speak, and handed her the photo album.Looking down, on the third photo on the first page, two-year-old Nie Fanxin is wearing a nightgown, wrapped in the same quilt with Wan Yi on the left, and her cold little quilt is on the right.

"Perhaps Wan Xiaoyu's quilt is warmer." Nie Fanxin caressed the ears whose temperature had changed slightly, and continued to flip down.

On the third page of the fourth page, Wan Yi is standing on the podium, holding a certificate in her hand - the No. 6 5-meter air pistol for children under the age of 1 in Nanyun District.In the photo, she is wearing a ponytail with a bright smile and firm eyes.

Nie Fanxin learned that Wanyi and Chu Wanning practiced shooting with Wan Tong and Nie Zhilan since she was 3 years old.The administrator of the gun room praised her for her strong mentality and willingness to endure hardships, and she could not change her expression before Mount Tai collapsed.However, the good times didn't last long. Not long after entering elementary school, Wan Yi suffered from asthma.Shooting requires stability, and there is no tolerance for mistakes. After Wan Yi was discharged from the hospital, she tried to pick up a gun several times, but her results were not satisfactory, and she could only keep it as a hobby.

Later, Wan Yi seemed to "abandon martial arts and follow literature", the second prize in the Chinese poetry competition, the first prize in the mathematics competition, the second prize in the physics competition, the first prize in the chemistry competition, the first prize in the English speech...

The college entrance examination exceeded the admission line by dozens of points.

Looking back at myself, bungee jumping certificate, diving certificate, skydiving certificate, private pilot's license...

The score of the college entrance examination is not too much, not too much, just passing the line.

Just treat it as a piece of paper and a piece of martial arts, everyone's positioning is different.

Outside the window, the twilight merged, and the last light in the sky gradually dimmed.Listening to Nie Zhiyan's words in Nie Fanxin's ears, memories were brought back, and the smile on his face never disappeared from the beginning to the end.

After a long time, when she put the album on the bed beside her, a wooden box suddenly appeared on her right.Watching Nie Zhiyan open it, there was a pair of pure gold bracelets inside.

"Your grandmother gave it to me, and now I'll give it to you."

"Auntie." Nie Fan hesitated as he stared at the words engraved on the inner wall of the bracelet.

Zhiyan, she knew that there was another pair engraved with Zhilan.

"Parents' blessings cannot be refused." Nie Zhiyan added, "When you get married, your Aunt Tong and I will make extra preparations."

"Auntie." Nie Fanxin became more and more embarrassed, pinched the wooden box, and rubbed the pillow in his arms.

Nie Zhiyan's smile was very friendly: "From January next year, homosexuals will be able to register with the Civil Affairs Bureau openly."

"Auntie, where are you and Aunt Tong?"

"Me and your Aunt Tong?" Nie Zhiyan shook his head, "No need, we will stay together for most of our lives, and registration is just a formality. But it means a lot to you young people."

Nie Fanxin hummed in a low voice, she didn't need to say anything about the choices of the elders.

Seeing her accepting it, Nie Zhiyan chatted a few words: "Fanxin, Xiaoyu is not in good health, you have to work harder."

"It's not hard, I should pamper her." Nie Fanxin sat cross-legged, thinking about every little thing about getting along with Wan Yi.

"If Xiaoyu bullies you, tell auntie."

Nie Fanxin said firmly: "She won't."

"Then Auntie will wish you a long time, waiting for the day you change your mind." Nie Zhiyan has never talked much, chatting for nearly two hours tonight is an exception.

Nie Fanxin heard the words, and later realized that there would be four mothers.It is said that there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, their family has exactly four treasures, plus the old age, they will become a strong national treasure, and they are happy when they think about it.

"Okay." She nodded solemnly.

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After taking a shower, she returned to the bedroom on the first floor. Wan Yi had already washed herself properly, and was leaning on the pillow to read the report.

"Liu Xiaorou's head examination?" Nie Fan Xin glanced at some photos, lifted the thin quilt, and sat beside her.

"Yes, the head was embalmed so that her facial musculature was preserved to this day."

"Anti-corrosion? Why did Mencius do this?" Nie Fan was puzzled.

"Do it for yourself, superficially infatuated, and want to keep it as a souvenir."

"Maybe, trace inspection found a small freezer in the storage room of Meng Ziqiao's house. After testing, it was used to store Liu Xiaorou's head." A few months ago, they went to Meng's house to search for evidence and found the storage room The floor is wet.At that time, Meng Ziqiao explained that Chen Anyou knocked over the detergent, which was also confirmed by Chen Anyou, so the police did not investigate further.

Wan Yi continued to read the autopsy report of Mencius Qiao, without any tendency to stop.Nie Fanxin tilted his head and lowered his body, looking for her gaze on the phone, his eyes flickered: "Wan Xiaoyu."

"what happened?"

"Don't read the report."

"Then who are you looking at?" Wan Yi put the phone aside, a soft look appeared in her eyes.

"Look at me." Nie Fanxin raised her body, kissed Wan Yi's lips lightly, then moved away, resting her head on her lap, and said in a melodious voice, "It's hard to rest, who do you look at if you don't look at me?"

An hour ago, when she was about to take a shower, she received a WeChat message from Gu Bei.

[You have to take the initiative. 】

【what? 】

[Our old Nie family has no cowards. 】

[Mom, don't forget your surname is Gu! 】

[It's all the same, in short, you can't be cowardly. 】

[I didn't counsel, I just took care of her body. 】

[Once you've been counseled to the end, it will be difficult to take the initiative in the future. ] Gu Bei made a bet with Nie Zhilan when he was young, guessing Wan Tong and Nie Zhiyan's attack.This is fun among girlfriends, and she didn't hide it from the person involved, just teasing one or two by the way.Now his age is not what it used to be, but his temperament has not changed, and he has long been competing secretly with Wan Tong.

[I don't care, anything is fine. 】Nie Fanxin actually didn't want to take the initiative. In her second year of graduate school, out of curiosity, she secretly watched a slightly open movie under the covers.What impresses me the most is that the passive person is lying on his back with his legs bent, following the rhythm of the person in front of him, making a haunting sound.

Cough, Wan Xiaoyu can't be too tired, it's not good to breathe too much.

As for yourself, can you breathe?

"Okay, let's see you." Wan Yi gently held Nie Fanxin's hand, lay down, and turned her head to look at her.

Nie Fanxin also looked back, and looked at Rang: "Let's talk? We have a rest tomorrow, how can we arrange it?"

"You can do whatever you want."

"First of all, don't call me in the morning, let me sleep late."

"it is good."

Nie Fanxin turned her body slightly, with her ear pressed against Wan Yi's smooth thigh, and murmured in a low voice: "It's best that you sleep in with me too."

"Okay, it's up to you."

"Then after breakfast, let's go for a walk." The doctor said that walking properly will help the body recover.

"no problem."

"I'll help my aunt cook at noon."

Wan Yi's right index finger touched her forehead: "Little bee, are you so hardworking when you rest?"

Nie Fan moaned like a mosquito: "I can't help it, I have to please my future mother."

"Huh?" Wan Yi came to her senses, didn't speak, just smiled, rubbing her warm fingers over her ears once and for all.

"Itchy." I don't know if it was the itching in the ears or the itching in the heart, Nie Fanxin stretched out his hand to grab Wan Yi's hand, preventing the other party from taking any further action before she finished speaking.

"Let's take a lunch break together at noon."

"What about the afternoon?"

"I'll take oxygen with you in the afternoon, and you watch a movie with me." There is a projection device at home, but they seldom use it, so I don't know if it is broken or not.

"what movie?"

"You can choose the movie, I can't tell you all." Nie Fan stood up heartily and lay back on her right side.

"Look at the one Aunt Gu introduced."

Nie Fanxin hastily vetoed it: "No, no." Where can the movie that my mother introduced be serious?

"Suspense movies, you'll like them." Wan Yi knew that she probably wanted something wrong, she bent her lips to explain, and then joked, "Or, do you want to watch something else?"

The hand that made a fuss just now was released at some point, and this time it was the turn of the left ear to feel a slightly hot touch and an indigestible numbness.

"Wan Xiaoyu, it's annoying that you are so provocative." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"It can be extinguished a little."

Nie Fanxin was visibly stunned and did not respond for two seconds, but the person in front of him had moved closer, nose to nose, and kissed tenderly.

I thought it was just an ordinary good night kiss as usual, but in the next moment, the lips were pressed against the lips, from the corner of the lips to the peak of the lips, Wan Yi intensified the intensity, becoming more and more tender, and finally pried open the lips and teeth easily, soft and soft, Tracing and sucking without haste.

In an instant, Nie Fanxin seemed to be burning all over her body, and the affection in her eyes became more and more serious, and a low voice leaked from her throat: "Well." She ignored it, followed her own reaction, subconsciously wrapped Wan Yi's waist, and couldn't help being enthusiastic. cater.

The community is well greened, and the chirping of frogs and insects outside the window seems to stop suddenly, only the beating of each other's hearts can be clearly heard.

Enough should be enough, Nie Fanxin reminded himself time and time again, but time and time again Wan Yi's gentle and fiery kiss took away his reason, and finally he had to give up thinking, close his eyes, and enjoy it wholeheartedly.

Because she knew that the other party must have a sense of proportion...