C5 Gun at Midnight

Soong Chuyun drove Han Bing directly to the shopping mall's parking lot so that Han Bing could pick up her car.

Han Bing's car was a limited edition white BMW customized for Han Bing in the name of Soong Chuyun, which meant "babywife".

Su Qianya still held a grudge against him for a long time.

However, no matter how much she envied and envied Han Bing, she couldn't change the fact that Han Bing was the wife of the grandson of Soong Family that was acknowledged by the outside world. This made Su Qianya even more determined to marry into the Wealthy Class and become Madam Song.

These mansions and luxury cars should all belong to him.

Han Bing, on the other hand, did not know that someone who she did not care about was actually so envious of her. She just wanted to get in the car and drive home. With some difficulty, she finally had a vacation. Of course, she had to sleep well. You know, sleeping is the best thing for a woman.

She was only twenty-five years old, and she didn't want to overwork herself to death.

Seeing that Han Bing was about to start the car and go home, Soong Chuyun finally couldn't hold it in anymore and opened his mouth. He had been conflicted on this question since his grandmother let Han Bing participate in the shareholders' meeting when he was at the old residence. He couldn't help but think about it. Especially since his grandma had even called Han Bing to her room alone for a chat, he really wanted to know what Han Bing's thoughts were right now.

"What do you think about what Grandma said today about going to the shareholders' meeting?" Soong Chuyun didn't show it on the surface, but he was carefully observing Han Bing's reaction.

Han Bing's gaze swept across Soong Chuyun's face. With her shrewdness, she had long noticed Soong Chuyun's absent-mindedness along the way. However, she wouldn't say anything even if he didn't ask.

"Oh, that one. Grandmother allowed me to participate, so I decided to participate. After all, it's not like I have to be filial to the old man." Han Bing said without a care.

Seeing her reply, Soong Chuyun secretly let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that Han Bing didn't know the rules of Soong Family.

In Soong Family, after the first wife gives birth to the eldest son, according to the rules, she has the right to own 5% of the shares in the group. Han Bing did indeed have an identity now, she was just missing a son. However, both of them knew that it was impossible to get Han Bing to give birth to Soong Chuyun's child.

Even though Soong Chuyun hid it well, Han Bing had already noticed Soong Chuyun's hints. She was a bit suspicious and just stepped on the car door and left.

This was Han Bing's personality. If she couldn't figure it out, she wouldn't think about it anymore. She would know when the time came, and thinking it through would only make things difficult for her brain cells.

Han Bing drove very fast and arrived at her small apartment in less than half an hour. She had been talking to Grandma Soong at noon and was feeling a little sleepy.

After changing into a set of loose clothes, Han Bing returned to the big bed.

"Hu!" Han Bing couldn't help but sigh as she lay on the soft bed and smelled the sweet scent of jasmine.

"Master Zhou, I'm here! Go board ready, tea ready! " Han Bing thought to herself as she threw herself into her dreams.

Just as Han Bing was sleeping soundly, she suddenly thought of the spiralling dance music that she had been singing the entire time. If you are in a good mood, this note is very nice, but in your sleep it sounds like noise. Especially in the ears of Han Bing, who was in the middle of her meeting with the Zhou Convention, it was no different from a demon voice piercing her ears.

Han Bing, who was still sleeping, couldn't help but frown as she subconsciously covered her head with the blanket. However, the music didn't stop playing. Han Bing hugged the quilt and rolled around on the bed. In the end, she couldn't help but to reach out a white arm from the quilt, groping towards the bedside table.

Han Bing didn't even open her eyes before she found the source of the bell. The source of the noise turned out to be Han Bing's mobile phone.

"Who dares to risk their life to disturb my rest at this time!" Han Bing complained in a low voice and still connected the call. Because the other party is really too persistent, it seems like if you don't answer the phone, I will keep on calling.

"Hey, if you have something to say, hurry up and say it. If you have to put it on hold, quickly put it on!" Han Bing pressed the speaker button and said impatiently.

The other party seemed to have already expected this reaction from Han Bing, and didn't think that she would be so arrogant as to say with a smile, "Young Junior Sister, it's a rush to save the river. Please come to the hospital! "

The person on the other side of the phone was Han Bing's Senior Brother, Zhao Feng. He was also one of Prof. Ye's disciples. The top forensic expert in A city, who was also the head of the homicide squad.

Actually, Zhao Feng was not that old. He was only in his early thirties, a true elite. As Prof. Ye's disciple, his medical skills were also top-notch. Prof. Ye had high hopes for Zhao Feng. Of course, that was before Han Bing appeared.

Ever since Han Bing appeared, the position of the brothers dropped drastically in Prof. Ye's heart. Immediately, they became transparent.

As a senior brother, Zhao Feng knew Han Bing's temper very well. Even though Han Bing's tone was impatient, he knew that this Young Junior Sister was a person who was cold on the outside but hot on the inside. As long as he continued to shamelessly pretend to be pitiful, Young Junior Sister would definitely agree to help him.

Zhao Feng immediately asked his grandpa to agree to treat Han Bing to a big meal, even helping her with free labor. Zhao Feng then asked his grandpa to volunteer at the orphanage on the weekend, and Han Bing reluctantly agreed to go to the team immediately.

Speaking of Zhao Feng, he was truly pitiful. As the forensics captain of the Criminal Police squad, he was also under a lot of pressure.

Recently, there was a serial killer case in A City. Not only was the killer cruel, but he was also extremely cunning. The bodies that were found were either dismembered or almost completely cleaned, making it impossible to find any more evidence.

The police just fished out a new corpse in the reservoir, so the protection was pretty good. Zhao Feng immediately thought of asking Young Junior Sister to leave the mountain.

This was the most likely body that he had found so far. He would only be at ease if Han Bing took action. However, facing this case, the entire Criminal Police squad was on the alert. Everyone had placed their hopes on Zhao Feng, hoping that he would invite Han Bing, this "daughter of heaven" from the forensic world, over!

What Han Bing didn't know was that when Zhao Feng hung up the phone, the Criminal Police's office burst into applause.

"That's good. As long as Dr. Han makes a move, he will definitely find out." A female police officer said excitedly while clenching her fist.

The rest of them nodded their heads in agreement with what the policewoman had said.

Han Bing was indeed mighty.

Han Bing put down the phone and rubbed her sleepy eyes, trying to make her eyes feel better. Then he quickly got up, ran to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. He put on a simple ponytail, changed his clothes and went out. The entire process took less than ten minutes.

Han Bing knew about the case Zhao Feng was talking about. The murderer was a perverted killer who had specially set out to kill girls at the prime of his life, causing people to panic. As a female, Han Bing also wanted to catch this perverted killer as soon as possible and even bring justice to those girls who died innocently.

When Han Bing rushed to the hospital, Zhao Feng was waiting outside the morgue, while Lin Susu was also waiting there with her equipment. Seeing Han Bing, everyone did not waste any more time with idle chatter and directly nodded their heads and hurried into the dissecting room.

By the time Han Bing arrived, everyone had already made their preparations, waiting for her to perform an accurate inspection.

Han Bing quickly put on a white coat and rubber gloves.

"Scalpel, measure rectal temperature..." Han Bing gave the order clearly, while Zhao Feng did not put on any airs and acted as an assistant.

Lin Susu, on the other hand, was not only studying hard at such an important occasion, she was also holding the report in her hand and recording all kinds of data.

"Dr. Han, why did you assume that the time of death was 24 hours instead of 18 hours?" Dr. Han, why did you estimate that the time of death was 24 hours instead of 18 hours? Lin Susu asked with a puzzled expression.

Han Bing was still testing the food in her stomach bag when she heard this. She didn't even lift her head as she said, "Go online and search for the location where the body was found."

The knowledge that a teacher could impart to his students was limited. The rest all depended on the student's own comprehension ability. As the saying goes, a good master leads the way and practices by himself, that's the principle.

If the teacher told them everything, the student would no longer have the ability to use his own brain. Moreover, the boundless world of learning relied on accumulation. All the teacher can do is guide.

At this moment, Zhao Feng pushed open the door and entered the room just in time to hear their conversation. He didn't use Lin Susu to search for information and instead answered his questions directly.

"Because the reservoir is close to the Black Dragon Mountain, there are a few mountain streams flowing in from nearby, the water temperature near the entrance will be 4 to 5 ℃ lower than other places."

The main function of the upper level reservoir where the body was found was to intercept the gathering of water from the mountain stream, so that the water temperature was lower than normal, and the water temperature near the inlet was lower.

The change in water temperature would directly affect the change of the corpse, resulting in a change in the speculation of the time of death.

When Lin Susu heard Zhao Feng's explanation, she, who was not stupid, immediately figured it out. Her hands lightly patted her forehead, as if she suddenly realized something.

Inwardly, he admired Han Bing, "Dr. Han is amazing. He knows the geography of A City like the back of his hand. No wonder he could make such accurate judgments."

"How long will it take?" Zhao Feng stood behind Han Bing and asked.

"Three hours!" Han Bing replied resentfully. There are still a few figures that require time to produce results.

A good holiday is ruined like this, and I have to stay up all night again. Women always stay up late, you know, but it's easy to get old.

Zhao Feng, of course, could hear the dissatisfaction in Young Junior Sister's tone. He immediately smiled apologetically. "Then you go ahead and do your work, I'll buy you a midnight snack!"

With that, Zhao Feng quickly left the laboratory.

Han Bing's side was brightly lit, while 60 miles away by the Shangguan reservoir, several sudden gunshots cut through the silence of the night.

The sound of footsteps could be heard approaching from afar. The sound of the engine of the car was even more ear-piercing, making people feel uneasy. All of this signified the unease of this place.

Under the effects of the moonlight and the wind, the shadows of the trees on the shore were dancing like devils. The frogs and small animals in the grass were also alerted, and they jumped into the water like dumplings.

The roar of the flood near the dam almost covered everything up.

And only almost.

Apart from the animals in the grass, there was also a man and a woman who were running away in panic. It was surprising how lively it was under the cover of the dark night.

However, the Sickle of the God of Death was like a tracking device as it chased after the already unstable figure. Its resolute attitude made it seem as if it wanted to make him report to the underworld.

There was a cloth wrapped around the man's chest. It was obvious that he had torn it with his shirt. The blood that faintly seeped out looked even darker under the night sky. From afar, it looked like a lump of thick ink.

The footsteps of his pursuers gradually approached. The man leaned his back against a tilted willow tree on the shore as he panted heavily. His cold eyes flashed in the reflection of the light.

What happened tonight was a coincidence, and it was inevitable. No one would have thought that they would run into someone familiar from the courtyard under such circumstances. In order to complete the task and at the same time preserve his life, he had no choice but to draw his spear. He had killed his childhood playmate with his own hands.

Thinking of this, the man's body, which was already weak from excessive blood loss, began to have an even greater headache. Guo Tianyi had died in his hands. Regardless of whether it was because of the situation or not, when he returned back, he had to worry about the people from Guo Family, especially Old Master Guo.

Now was not the time to think about such things. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and it was hard to tell if they were chasing after him or helping him.