My Youth Began With Him

“Yes,” Huo Mian told him the truth, and after some more silence…

Lin Mingyu finally said, “Come over to the municipal bureau, there’s a restaurant called Bashu Sichuan Cuisine here, wait for me there.”

“I will,” Huo Mian said. After hanging up, she drove straight to the famous Sichuan restaurant near the municipal bureau.

Lin Mingyu strode in 15 minutes later, wearing a white lab coat; it seemed like he hadn’t had the chance to change yet.

He still smelled like formaldehyde.

“I’m sorry, things have been really busy, and I didn’t get a chance to change. Do you mind?”

“Not at all.” Huo Mian smiled.

“Oh, I forgot that you’re a doctor too, you must be used to the smell of formaldehyde.”

Huo Mian handed him the menu. “Order whatever you want, it’s on me.”

“I’m fine with anything, you can decide,” Lin Mingyu said as he pushed the menu back.

Huo Mian had no choice but to ask, “Do you eat spicy food?”

“Of course.”

“Okay then,” Huo Mian glanced at the menu before calling over the waitress. “Fish in hot chili oil, extra spicy.”

“Okay.” The waitress immediately noted the order down.

“Clear noodles in chili sauce, blueberry yam, stir-fried broccoli, West Lake-style beef soup…”

“It’s more than enough, Huo Mian, the two of us won’t be able to finish all that,” Lin Mingyu quickly stopped her.

“Okay then, that’s it.” Huo Mian handed the menu to the waitress before pouring Lin Mingyu a glass of warm water.

“Thank you.”

“Dr. Lin, I’m a straightforward person, so I’m not going to suck up or beat around the bush with you… I heard you’re the forensics expert of this case, and I had a lot of questions that I wanted to figure out. After all… I can’t let my husband be framed for murder. I need to help clear his name.”

“You’re saying that your husband wasn’t the murderer?” Unsurprised, Lin Mingyu just asked calmly, and Huo Mian nodded.

“Mhm, someone set him up. My husband’s the president of GK; if he really wanted to kill someone, he would think of a smarter way. He’s not dumb enough to dismember the body and wait to be arrested, don’t you think?”

“You have a point… I thought the same thing. But in our society, evidence is everything… your husband can’t prove that he’s innocent, so of course he has to bear the crime.”

“Dr. Lin… was there anything suspicious about Song Yishi’s corpse?”

“What do you mean?” Lin Mingyu replied with a question.

“Like her time of death, or… aside from Qin Chu’s scurf on her body, were there any other fingerprints?”

“Dr. Huo, this is top-secret information you’re asking me to reveal,” Lin Mingyu said faintly as he looked at Huo Mian, who fell silent and bit her lip.

“It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, but these are things that I really can’t tell you… This case is too important, the mayor and municipal bureau made is really clear that I can’t disclose any information…”

“Then can you tell me if anyone did anything to the corpse?” Huo Mian knew Huo Siqian wouldn’t leave behind any evidence that would work against him, but she still wanted to ask.

“No… nothing. During the first trial, you heard what the prosecuting lawyer said, right? The time and cause of death show that your husband and Song Yishi got into a fight and therefore he left the scurf on her body. That was all true… it’s too big of a case for people to provide false evidence.”

“Then… was the victim raped before she died?” Huo Mian asked.