"What? Broken? Hearing Xiao Jiao say this, Zhang Mengjiao didn't care about putting on shoes at all, jumped up from the sofa barefoot, stepped on the cold tile floor, and stepped in front of him in a few steps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"How did it break?"

"I followed the suspect all the way through the video and eventually found out that he entered the alley and never appeared again." Xiao Jiao pointed to a blurry picture on the computer screen with the cap of his pen and said.

"Where is this?"

"Dongyuan Village, an urban village, there are thousands of people living in the village, extending in all directions, I have looked at the surveillance around here, and I have not seen the suspect come out, indicating that he is very likely to live here. However, the mobility of people here is very large, most of them are migrant workers, and the difficulty of investigation is not ordinary. Xiao Jiao voiced his concerns.

"Xiao Jiao, no, let's go to the bottom in casual clothes first, in our department, we don't look like the police, so it shouldn't arouse suspicion. If the investigation doesn't produce any results, I will send people to lock down the village and test the DNA one by one, and I don't believe that he can still fly. Zhang Meng gritted her teeth in anger.

"You are not afraid to exhaust Lao Xian to death, and test his DNA one by one. But you're right, don't investigate, it's useless to think more, change your clothes. Xiao Jiao, who had made up his mind, took out his civilian clothes from the closet and put them on his body with difficulty.

Ready, the two of them drove Zhang Mengqi's Pousang and ran towards their destination.

It is now more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and it is also the most concentrated time in the whole Dongyuan Village, the people who work during the day have already left work, and the people who go to work at night get up, and the whole alley is full of people.

Zhang Mengjiao and Xiao Jiao carefully observed every face that came and went, and no one could be included in the scope of suspicion.

In this way, the two went all the way west to the hinterland of Dongyuan Village. Since there is no planning and management in urban villages, garbage is flying everywhere you go. As we went deeper and deeper, the sour smell in the air became stronger.

"This grandma is no longer a mess that can be described as dirty!" Xiao Jiao pinched his nose and said complainingly.

"If you really don't have a clue, you're going to work hard!" Zhang Mengjiao's heart has already made preparations for the catastrophe.

"Don't think about those useless things, no, let's go back and report the situation to Zhang Mengqi first!" Xiao Jiao has lost the patience to go any further.

Probably because the smell in the air was too strong, when Zhang Mengjiao and Xiao Jiao were about to stop, a smell of disinfectant mixed with it was a little pungent.

Zhang Mengjiao followed the taste to find it, and a small hospital with a signboard of "Niu Guoqing Clinic" attracted attention.

"Xiao Jiao, have we found a second hospital along the way?" Zhang Mengjiao asked in a low voice.

"Don't you see a line of small print above the sign?"

Under his reminder, Zhang Mengjiao squinted her eyes and glanced at the Dongyuan Village Community Health and Medical Service Station.

Seeing this line of words, Zhang Mengjiao understood what Xiao Jiao meant. There is only one health service station like this with a regular sign, which means that there may be only one hospital in the entire Dongyuan Village.

"Latex gloves, scalpels, skilled knife skills, free condom bags from the family planning department." These nouns slipped through Zhang Mengjiao's mind one by one like a movie.

Zhang Mengjiao's intuition told her that this was definitely not a coincidence, and the secret was probably hidden in this clinic.

"Xiao Jiao, the goal of the two of us going in is a bit big, I'll go investigate first."

"Well, go ahead, be careful." Xiao Jiao naturally pretended to be a pedestrian and Zhang Mengjiao separated at the entrance of the clinic.

The clinic consists of three façade rooms, the area under the visual light downstairs is more than 200 square meters, and as soon as you enter the consultation room, a young man in his thirties, wearing a white coat and latex gloves in his hands, is inquiring. The chairs on the walls on both sides of the room are filled with patients waiting to be seen.

On the left-hand side of the consultation room is the injection room, where many patients are taking intravenous drips, and on the right-hand side of the consultation room is another injection room, the difference between the two rooms is that one is placed with a chair and the other is placed with a bed.

Directly opposite the main entrance of the consultation room, there is a staircase leading to the second floor, and directly above the staircase hangs a lighted sign that reads, "The operating room on the second floor, no idlers are allowed to enter." It can be said that this community hospital is quite large.

Seeing that there were at least a dozen people queuing up in front of her, Zhang Mengjiao pretended to have a stomachache and walked to an aunt in her fifties and sat down, this aunt was the chosen target.

The reason why I chose the aunt is because according to the work experience, this kind of person is the most enthusiastic, and if you want to talk about it, it is almost accurate, and most of the people who come here to see a doctor live nearby, and the older people must have a more detailed grasp of the situation here.

"Hello Auntie!" Zhang Mengjiao shouted sweetly, and the aunt sitting next to her turned her head with a smile and looked at it.

"Girl, what's wrong? What's uncomfortable? ”

"Auntie, I have a stomachache." Zhang Mengjiao gritted her teeth.

"It's the stomach that is cold, you young people, you like to eat indiscriminately, and when you get old, you will know that it is powerful." The aunt patted Zhang Mengjiao's shoulder with concern.

"Well, Auntie, that's what you said." Auntie was about to speak, Zhang Mengjiao changed her words, "By the way, Auntie, it's the first time I've come here to see a doctor, is this doctor okay?" Is his name Niu Guoqing? Zhang Mengjiao stretched her chin at the doctor who was inquiring.

The aunt glanced at it with her eyes and said, "His name is not Niu Guoqing, he is Niu Guoqing's son, his name is Niu Bosheng, he graduated from a regular medical university, he is a doctor in our maternal and child health hospital, and his medical skills are good." ”

"Doctor at the Maternal and Child Health Hospital?"

"Yes, it's usually his father who is in charge here, and sometimes the calf is for him at dinner."

Sure enough, as soon as the aunt's voice fell, a man of nearly sixty years old, wearing a white coat, walked to the inside of the consultation table, and after he had a brief conversation with Niu Bosheng, Niu Bosheng got up and gave up his seat.

Zhang Mengjiao covered her stomach, looking pained, and the afterglow of her eyes wandered back and forth on Niu Bosheng's body.

"In his thirties, male, accustomed to wearing latex gloves, about 1.75 meters tall, doctors in the health center, all right, could it be that this honest-looking man is the murderous murderer?" These questions lingered in Zhang Mengjiao's heart.

The man walked to the door, stretched, and spat casually.

"Good chance!" Zhang Mengjiao stared at the still foaming saliva on the ground with her eyes like a torch, and she was a little overjoyed.

Zhang Mengjiao slowly took out a clean tissue paper from her pocket and held it carefully in her hand. At this moment, the man turned back to the outpatient room and walked straight to the operating room on the second floor.

Zhang Mengjiao hurriedly got up and walked out of the door, covered the tissue on the mouthful of saliva just now, and then quickly picked it up. Zhang Mengjiao and Xiao Jiao did not stop for a moment, and quickly drove towards Lao Xian's laboratory.