"Officer, I have some questions. Because none of the people you asked were my patients. The young man in the white coat sat opposite Kong Yi, the man looked ordinary, with the usual black-framed glasses, the dark circles on his face were very obvious, his eyes were full of bloodshots, he was very tired and anxious to respond to Kong Yi's question, and the hands on the table kept playing with a keychain with spider decorations. Kong Yi flipped through the information on the table: "That's Doctor Yang, these nine patients all died of heart disease, while you were on duty." ”

Yang Shuo raised his eyelids, stretched out his hand and patted his face, as if he wanted to keep himself awake, and after barely lifting his spirits, he sat up a little straighter, continued to play with the keychain in his hand, frowned a little impatiently, and said sarcastically: "Hehe, there are nine patients who died in the hospital, isn't it strange." It's a hospital, and people die every day. Yang Shuo threw away the pen in his hand and looked at Yang Shuo with sharp eyes: "During several of these operations, you were your assistant. Yang Shuo frowned and smiled, stretched out his hand and kept touching his chin, his eyes were anxious and his tone became more and more impatient: "I am a surgeon, and I have done a lot of surgeries. Listen, I've been working for three or four hours straight, no breaks, no meals, and an hour's drive home, so.... If you don't have any other questions to ask, I want to go home and rest, okay? ”

"Yes, I have some questions for you, and I'm sorry to delay you any longer." Kong Yi coughed lightly twice, took out a piece of information from the folder in front of him, and handed it to Yang Shuo: "This deceased's name is Wu Xiuqing, who has pancreatic cancer, and pancreatic cancer is in an advanced stage. I know very well because my grandmother died of pancreatic cancer. Kong Yi's voice suddenly became a little low, and there was a little sad look on his face. Yang Shuo looked at the information in his hand, and then looked up at him with some confusion. Kong Yi glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, took a deep breath and continued: "At that time, she was very painful, and sometimes I really wish, especially hopeful, that someone would have this ability to end her suffering. ”

"Wait, what do you mean by that. Do you suspect that someone killed her, and that the other patients were murdered as well? Yang Shuo was very smart, he quickly understood Kong Yi's words, he pointed to the information in his hand and looked at Kong Yi, and his expression finally became a little stunned and flustered. That's right, so he's now trying to gain your trust, suggesting that he's behind you, that he's sympathetic to those who end other people's lives for good reasons. Chu Shi'an, who had been sitting in the corner with coffee and listening quietly, suddenly opened his mouth, and his indifferent gaze crossed Yang Shuo's dull face.

An Shijin sat beside her with a smile on his face, casually playing with his fingers, occasionally looking up at a few people in the conference room, and then lowered his head with a relaxed look. In the tense conference room, she didn't seem to be infected with those unusual atmospheres at all.

"Ahem, Xiao Chu..." Kong Yi looked at Chu Shi'an with some confusion and embarrassment, his interrogation had just reached a critical moment, but Chu Shi'an suddenly interrupted him, and even said that he had broken him, he didn't understand why Chu Shi'an suddenly did this. Chu Shi'an stood up expressionlessly, walked to Kong Yi's side, looked at Yang Shuo who was in a state of bewilderment, and said softly with his thin lips slightly open: "The interrogation is over, you can go." ”

Yang Shuo swallowed his saliva, then stood up, opened the door of the conference room and walked out. Kong Yi looked up at the back of Yang Shuo leaving, and then looked at Chu Shi'an who was a little anxious and wanted to stand up. The slightly cool fingers lightly clasped his shoulder and pressed him, Chu Shi'an looked down at him slightly: "Believe me, he is not." An Shijin in the corner raised his eyes, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Chu Shi'an's hand pressing Kong Yi's shoulder, his eyebrows raised slightly, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Kong Yi exhaled in frustration, picked up the pen in his hand and put it down, and looked at Chu Shi'an with a puzzled frown: "Xiao Chu, why did you suddenly interrupt me just now, didn't you see it, he was nervous, he couldn't stand it anymore, didn't you see that he kept knocking on the table with a keychain." Chu Shi'an nodded, pulled out the chair on the side and sat down: "Yes, he has been very nervous. But at the same time, I noticed that when he realized that he had been called for questioning because of the murder, he stopped knocking, his shoulders drooped slightly, and suddenly he relaxed. "That is, even if he is a little abnormal, he is not the murderer we are looking for." Kong Yi closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, picked up the information on the table and flipped through it.

"Well, given that we still have a lot of people to interrogate, so... I don't think it's better to waste time on him. Chu Shi'an nodded, looked at the coffee cup that had been drunk in his hand, frowned and tilted his head. I don't know if it's a back injury, or if she's been lying in bed for too long before, but today she's always feeling very tired, and it's useless to drink several cups of coffee to boost her spirits. Kong Yi smiled lightly, he turned his head to look at Chu Shi'an: "Xiao Chu, I have always felt that it is really a pity that you are a police officer, when you were in school, you had excellent grades, much better than me." If you had been a police officer..."

Chu Shi'an looked down at the coffee cup in his hand with complicated eyes: "Senior, you know, I can't be a policeman." My mother was mentally ill, hereditary, and she killed people because of it. I'm her daughter, and there's a potential chance of getting sick, so I'll be a policeman with a gun, and maybe one day I'll kill an innocent person. The somewhat mocking tone made Kong Yi not know how to answer for a while, he opened his mouth and then closed it again.

"Given that we still have a bunch of people to interrogate... So I don't think there's time for small talk right now. An Shijin's smiling voice came, accompanied by a clear sound of high heels tapping on the ground, An Shijin covered his face with a lazy smile, his eyes looked at Chu Shi'an with deep meaning, and walked to her side, a faint fragrance instantly filled Chu Shi'an's nasal cavity, and the soft fingertips climbed up to Chu Shi'an's temples and pressed it gently. Kong Yi sat on the side and looked up at An Shijin and Chu Shi'an embarrassedly, coughed a few times unnaturally, and then stood up: "I'll go and call the next person to come in for interrogation." Then he walked briskly out of the conference room.

"Don't do that here." Chu Shi'an reached out a little helplessly and pressed An Shijin's hand that was covering the corner of her forehead. "The injury on your waist hasn't healed yet, and you didn't rest well yesterday, I asked you to go back to rest and you refused, so let me help you temporarily relieve your fatigue, you shouldn't refuse." An Shijin smiled lightly, pulled Chu Shi'an's hand down, and continued to help her press it. "You didn't get a good rest yesterday, but I don't think you need me to press it for you." Chu Shi'an suddenly looked up at her, with a little smile in his plain eyes. The smile on the corner of An Shijin's mouth instantly froze, her fair face was dyed with a layer of pale pink, she let go of her hand and turned her head to lean against the window with her arms in her arms, and snorted softly: "I didn't find out before, you are such an unserious person." ”