The sunshine at noon in early summer in Ji'an has already shown its powerful power. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info people are exposed to the sun, and soon the skin has a strong burning sensation. A few of us didn't care about tasting tea, so we simply ate something in the hotel, and went straight to the nursing home where Tang Binwen lived.

The nursing home of the municipal government is actually the original cadre rest house, and it is estimated that there are many retired old cadres before it was rebuilt into a nursing home. It is located at the foot of Yongshan Mountain, surrounded by green trees and has a quiet scenery. The buildings inside are in the Soviet-style style, with red walls and towering columns. The interior of the Soviet-style building is spacious, high and empty, even in summer, the temperature in the house is still very low, and the windows are small, and they are all wooden dark green window frames, and even have a little eerie feeling.

Dean Hu from the nursing home took us to the hospital's infirmary, where there were some simple medical equipment. After a while, a young nurse pushed Tang Binwen in a wheelchair. This is the first time we have met, but Tang Binwen and I imagined that it is still very different. Judging from the information, Tang Binwen should be seventy-one years old this year, but he is extremely old in a wheelchair, and it is no problem to say that he is eighty years old.

Tang Binwen leaned on the wheelchair, his eyes were empty, and his hands on the back of the chair would shake violently for a few minutes, and the corners of his mouth would tremble constantly, and it would take a few minutes to gradually calm down. The wrinkles on his face were so deep, like a knife, that he was wearing a plastic mask, without any expression, that we couldn't imagine his true face at all. His leg muscles must have atrophied completely, and his trouser legs appeared empty, dangling in front of his wheelchair.

Zhou Chengzhong's hand shook in front of Tang Binwen's eyes, and Tang Binwen's eyes did not change at all, as if Zhou Cheng's hand did not exist at all. But the corners of his mouth were cracked, and pale yellow saliva gushed out, and the little nurse beside him hurriedly wiped it off with a tissue paper.

"Uncle Chang, it should be the late stage of Parkinson's, most of the body muscles are atrophied, almost no response to external stimuli, the facial muscles are stiff and expressionless, and the frequency of hand tremors is very high. It may be that the time of consciousness is very short every day, and it is basically impossible to communicate. I only have to check the check first. Zhou Cheng shook his head and began to put down the suitcase he was carrying, which contained sophisticated testing instruments, he sorted out the wires of various colors, and used alcohol to eliminate the poison on the rubber pads at the end of the wires.

"Dean Hu, I take the liberty of asking, Tang Binwen is just a retired middle school teacher, he shouldn't have any administrative positions, let alone a cadre, how can he live in a nursing home for the municipal government?" I asked Dean Hu, who was standing on the side, while watching Zhou Cheng busy.

"Professor Chang, I was only transferred here in 96, and I don't know much about what happened ten years ago, but I just heard from the old leaders in the hospital that Mr. Tang was a model model that the city attached great importance to at that time, enjoying the treatment of deputy department level, and when he was sick, he also undertook very important research work. At that time, the city sent someone to accompany Mr. Tang to Beijing and Shanghai to see a doctor, but unfortunately there is no effective treatment for Parkinson's disease in the world, and Mr. Tang's illness is getting worse day by day. Mr. Tang's wife left early, and there were no other relatives at home to help take care of him, so he stayed for ten years. However, every week, Mr. Tang's former students would come to see him and push him around the hospital in shifts, and it was a miracle that Mr. Tang's illness could persist for so many years. Dean Hu said as he poured us tea.

Dean Hu looks like he is in his early fifties, a little fat, dressed plainly, but clean and tidy, and looks like a standard organ cadre.

"Tang Binwen has been in the nursing home all these years, has he ever gone out? Also, have you paid attention to whether he is conscious?" I helped Dean Hu carry the water and asked again.

"I never left, when I was first transferred here, Mr. Tang could still be awake once or twice a day, at that time, he could still say something in his throat, but others couldn't hear it clearly, and he could still hold the pen in his hand, as if he wanted to write something hard, but he shook so much that he drew on the paper like a book from heaven, and he didn't know what it was. In the past two years, the illness has become more and more serious, and often when I am not awake for several days, or maybe when I am conscious now, the nurse can't see it, and the muscles on my face are stiff, and there is no expression at all. I don't know much about the previous situation, you should also want to get it, our nurses here are very mobile, after all, the salary is low, and the work is heavy, so the nurse who is responsible for taking care of Mr. Tang has to be changed every six months or so over the years, so there is no systematic record of his situation, sorry, sorry. Dean Hu was talking, and suddenly patted his head, as if he remembered something.

"Professor Chang, when you asked, I remembered something. About a year ago, Mr. Tang disappeared once. ”

Dean Hu's words surprised me very much, I really couldn't think of how the bedridden Tang Binwen could have disappeared.

"Actually, to be exact, two hours missing. It was the autumn of the previous year, and one of Mr. Tang's students came to see him, and as usual, pushed him for a walk in the courtyard, and our nurse was busy with other things, so he didn't follow, but he went out in the afternoon, and didn't see him come back when it was dark in the evening. Everyone is very anxious, there are dozens of elderly people in our hospital, and there has never been a situation of getting lost, so we have to mobilize all the nurses to look for it, and we have searched all over the hospital, but no one has been seen. Later, at about eight o'clock, his student pushed Teacher Tang back. As soon as we asked, we learned that the student and Mr. Tang went to the gate of the hospital, and suddenly the pager rang, so he went to the communication room to make a call, and the wheelchair was placed at the door, but after the call, the wheelchair was gone. ”

He searched around the courtyard but couldn't find it, so he ran outside the courtyard to look for it, and walked out for almost a mile before finding Mr. Tang on the side of the road. We all wondered that Mr. Tang's hands were shaking so much, where did he turn his wheelchair and run so far. His students insisted on saying this, but fortunately, the people were fine, and the hospital did not investigate deeply, but later, when Mr. Tang went out, there were nurses with him. ”

After Dean Hu finished speaking, Team Cao looked at me with a puzzled face, probably thinking of it with me. "Dean Hu, do you know that student, and what is his name?"

Dean Hu shook his head, "Mr. Tang has too many students, he has a good relationship with students, and people often come to visit, and the nurse at that time should not know him, I asked at the time, I can't remember the name, but there is a registration in the communication room, Xiao Wang, you go to the communication room to have a look, and bring the registration book over." ”

Seeing that Nurse Xiao Wang went out, Team Cao hurriedly asked, "Dean Hu, after that disappearance, is there anything unusual about Teacher Tang?"

Dean Hu thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, after that time, Mr. Tang couldn't eat by himself, and the nurses used to feed him, but then the nurses reported to us that they couldn't feed him." We thought it was because Mr. Tang's masticatory muscles were also stiff and unable to swallow, so we were infused with a few days of nutrient solution. During the infusion, Mr. Tang fell from the bed once, but fortunately, the quilt was wrapped around his leg at that time, although his head hit the ground and he fell, but it was not life-threatening. But after a few days, Mr. Tang was able to eat again, I don't know why. ”

As Dean Hu was talking, Team Cao's mobile phone rang, and it seemed to be Xiao Yang's call. When Team Cao walked to the window to answer the phone, Nurse Xiao Wang came in with a notebook, Dean Hu put on reading glasses, flipped through two articles, and handed them to me, I glanced at it, and the entry and exit registration was marked with a red pen, and then I saw a familiar name: Wang Baocheng.

After Team Cao made the call, he hurriedly walked to my side, "Lao Chang, it's still Xiao Yang Mali, I have found some information about Xiao Fan from the TV station and newspaper, it may be very important, she brought it back to the bureau, let's go over and take a look immediately." After speaking, he turned his face to Dean Hu and said: "Dean Hu, the only thing here is to trouble you, Professor Zhou is a well-known psychology expert in the country, his research is very important to our case, I hope you will support a lot, Officer Xiao Li stayed to cooperate with Professor Zhou's work, if there is anything, you can call me at any time." ”

Dean Hu nodded and shook hands with Team Cao: "It should be, it should be, don't worry, Bureau Cao, I'm watching here." ”

Zhou Cheng, who was gluing wires to Tang Binwen's head on the side, didn't raise his head, and said: "Team Cao, I have been living in a nursing home for the past few days, and I have to monitor Mr. Tang's brain waves at any time, and I must grasp the time law of his consciousness before he can enter the next step." ”

Team Cao patted Zhou Cheng on the shoulder, "It's hard work, I'll let you do hard work as soon as I come, and I will contact you at any time if you make progress." ”

On the way to the city bureau, I showed the Cao team the name of Wang Baocheng in the registration book. Team Cao nodded, seemingly not too surprised by this discovery. "Lao Chang, maybe Wang Baocheng is what you said, the person behind all the clues. Looking at it now, Wang Baocheng went to Tang Binwen at that time, it was definitely not a simple visit, but what could he do in an hour or two?"

"I don't know, but he must have gotten what he wanted, because it must not be accidental that the suicidal incident began to happen after that. Of course, it could also be the opposite result, Wang Baocheng wanted to stop something, but he didn't succeed. Lao Cao, Xiao Lei hasn't made any progress in Beijing?"

Team Cao shook his head, "No, Wang Baocheng doesn't see people alive or dead, I always have a hunch, do you think Wang Baocheng will come to Ji'an, just near us?

(The jade is in the mountains and the grass and trees are moist, the pearls are born in the abyss and the shore is not dry, the earthworms are not strong in muscles and bones, the benefits of the minions, the upper food is louder, the lower drink is the yellow spring, and the heart is also one.) Clear is clear, the eyes can be seen in the glass of water, the turbidity is harmful, the river does not see the mountain, Lan Zhi is not unconvinced, the boat floats in the river and the sea is not sunk for the Mo ride, the gentleman is not ashamed of ignorance, and the sex is also. --"Tongxuan Zhenjing")