End of story.

The intense emotions receded like a tide.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the room in front of me doesn't seem to be as terrifying as before.

He Chuan withdrew his palm and subconsciously took out his pocket, but it was empty.

He paused, remembering that he hadn't smoked in years.

If Fat Wu was here at this time, there must be a cigarette in his pocket.

He took out his mobile phone and called Fat Wu.

The mobile phone didn't ring twice, and was picked up by Wu Fatzi: "Hey, what's the matter." ”

Fat Wu's voice was a little weak, hoarse, and tired.

"How's the situation going on your side? He Chuan asked.

"Not too optimistic. Wu Fatzi said.

He Chuan vaguely heard the sound of inhaling, and probably didn't know where to hide and smoke secretly.

"Her life was temporarily saved, but she was not out of the danger period, but fortunately, the pesticide toxicity was not very strong, so it depended on whether she was able to pass it. ”

Fat Wu sighed: "After all, she is old, her body can't bear it, and the doctor said that her organs are already failing, so it's not ......"

He paused and didn't continue.

"Did you inform your family? ”

"Noticed, her son has rushed over, and her daughter is out of town and has no contact for the time being. ”

"Hmm. He Chuan responded, and then said, "On the evidence side, how are you looking?" ”

"Fingerprints were extracted from the plastic bag, and through comparison, it has been determined that they are the fingerprints of the deceased and her. Judging from the situation at the scene, no one else should have entered the house.

As for the information that he had quarreled with his son before, we found out the time of death of the body through the autopsy, which ruled out the suspicion of her son's crime. If there are no accidents, probably ......" Wu Fatzi recounted what he knew.

"Have you ever thought that the deceased may have committed suicide?" He Chuan waited for him to finish before putting forward his opinion.

"Suicide?" Wu Fatzi's voice was obviously stunned for a moment, "Impossible, why did he commit suicide?"

"What do you think? He Chuan asked rhetorically.

"This ......" Wu Fatzi hesitated, he lowered his voice and whispered, "Did you 'see' something?" ”

With his understanding of He Chuan, He Chuan would not say such things to him plainly.

They are police officers, and they are not third-rate screenwriters.

When handling cases, the police must pay attention to evidence.

"If you were terminally ill, would you choose to go to the hospital with all your money? He Chuan asked an irrelevant topic.

"Nonsense, they are all terminally ill, why do I have to be treated, eat and drink well every day, and one day I kicked my legs and left directly. Hey, what do you mean......" Fat Wu gasped and felt his gums start to hurt again.

It's not that he's scared, it's purely because he's eaten too much spicy lately, and he's a little angry.

"If you inquire, the deceased must have often said that he wanted to die. He Chuan said.

"If that's the case, the evidence is not good for her. Fat Wu pressed his palm against his gums, and his tone was solemn.

When handling cases, the police must pay attention to evidence.

So even if he believed in He Chuan very much, he still couldn't do anything about it when he couldn't produce evidence.

That's the cruel side of the law.

The law is never meant to be used to deliver justice.

It's more about drawing a line that tells everyone what can and can't be done.

"If she can wake up and make things clear, it shouldn't be a problem. But now ......" Fat Wu was a little irritable.

He is a more responsible person.

After knowing this situation, his heart felt like he had been scratched by a cat, and he was a little uncomfortable all over his body.

"I'm worried right now that she's not saying anything, or that she's taking it all on herself. He Chuan said.

Judging from the situation that He Chuan perceived, it is very likely that a woman will do such a thing.

Suicide, for this man, is the embodiment of his most incompetent and cowardly.

She wants to maintain the last of her man's decency, even if the act is meaningless.

After seeing a lot of things, she will know that people who like to talk about these things don't care about the truth behind these things at all.

What they like is those that are colorful, story-like, full of love killings, shady scenes, power-for-money transactions, and so on.

The so-called "truth" is full of imagination.

It's really sad to have such a group of people.

Fat Wu also understood this, he was silent for a while, and then said, "I understand." ”

"I'll have someone go to the site and talk to her son again. ”

"With her son's testimony, the situation should not be as complicated as we thought. ”

He Chuan let out an "um" and was about to hang up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Wu Fatzi hesitated for a moment and said, "Chuan'er, or ...... You'd better rehire, right?"

This is the result of his deliberations.

Are there a lot of things like this today?

Much, a lot.

But often, most of the time, people don't care about the reasons behind the case.

All you need is just a result.

According to incomplete statistics, nearly 10 million criminal cases of various types occur in China every year, and more than 100,000 prisoners are executed every year.

It sounds like a lot of no, but it feels like a lot of people who should have been executed, but they weren't executed.

There are many cases like Zhou Li and Lao Wang.

This world is not only white and black, but also gray.

If it weren't for the existence of people like He Chuan, Wu Fatzi really didn't have confidence, and the murderer could be accurately found in every case.

The longer I have been a police officer, the more I am in awe of the profession.

What he wants to do is not only the justice that the victim needs, but also the protection of the most basic rights and interests of the "offender".

If there was no He Chuan, would he have directly defined that old man as a "murderer"?

Chances are.

After all, the evidence is there, as long as she does not deny it during the interrogation, she is the "murderer" at the legal level.

It's scary to think about.

"I'm ......," He Chuan said, glancing at the iron gate, "Let's talk about it." ”

He said in a flat tone.

Wu Fatzi was originally breathing a sigh of relief, but when he made this suggestion, he regretted it a little.

This proposal was very unfair to He Chuan, and to him, it also seemed very useless.

However, after getting He Chuan's reply, Wu Fatzi breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Okay, you can rest quickly, and I will inform you when there is a result." ”

As he spoke, he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound in the mobile phone, He Chuan slowly put down the mobile phone and stuffed it into his pocket.

When he came out of the corridor, He Chuan looked up at the sky.

The sky was bright tonight, and I could see most of the moon.

He Chuan remembered what Wu Fatzi had just said.

Rehire?

He Chuan narrowed his eyes.