When Monet returned to his room, he was still thinking about the case of Dr. Wang's lover.

From the time she was transferred to Dr. Wang's clinic, her condition improved quickly, thanks to Dr. Wang's help.

Whoever has this kind of thing is worrying enough, I have been in contact with so many victims' families, and there are many people who are on the verge of collapse and can't think about it, I don't know what happened to Dr. Wang at this moment.

I was sleepy at the moment, and I was going to call her to ask about the current situation, but I thought about it or forget it. From the perspective of the person concerned, being asked about the process is to open a wound.

Just as he was about to put down the phone, the phone rang suddenly, Monet was still a little absent-minded, and he picked it up without looking at who it was.

"How did you pick it up so quickly?" He seemed to be on the set on his side, with noisy voices and footsteps in the earpiece.

Hearing Xing Zhaoyang's voice, Monet was stunned for a second, and after confirming the name on the screen, he put the phone back to his ear, "Call me so late, is there something wrong?" ”

"Why does the voice sound listless? Bad business trips? ”

"Xing Zhaoyang, it's a very scary thing for me to talk so coldly, if there is nothing else, I will hang up."

"Hey," he paused for a second, then hesitated in his tone, "Take care of yourself, don't eat at roadside stalls, it's unhygienic." ”

Her round eyes blinked, "What do you mean?" ”

"I don't understand. Rest early. ”

A moment's heartbeat made Monet subconsciously speak, and she couldn't tell what psychology it was, but at this time, she wanted to continue listening to his voice, "That...... Xing Zhaoyang," reflected for a second, and she found a topic, "There is something I haven't understood. ”

"What's the matter?"

"What the hell do you like about me? It's, why, why would you? After rubbing the words for a long time, Monet couldn't find the right words, "Why me?" ”

She said half-ignorant and half-understood, but Xing Zhaoyang understood, "Do you need a reason to like someone?" ”

"Of course you need to, otherwise you can confess if you twist a person on the street."

"Do you have to give a reason?"

"I must say that this will affect my interpretation and judgment of the relationship between the two of us."

"Okay, then I'll think about it", I don't know if he was really thinking or casually, but after a while, he spoke again, "probably because you didn't know me when you first started." ”

"What kind of doggy reason is this?"

"Of course, it's a reason, in this profession, as far as I'm concerned, the most taboo thing about falling in love is that the other party is like a fan, so they belong to different stages, and even look at each other one high and one low, and get along with each other every minute."

According to what Xing Zhaoyang said, Monet thought about it and was noncommittal.

"Now that you've said that, between me and Zeng Jin, who are you more likely to choose?"

Monet felt that he was really crazy, there were so many topics brought up, looking at the present, I am afraid that she would be the only one who could calmly talk about such a neurotic problem with his suitor," refused to answer. Just about to hang up, Monet paused, "Who said you have to choose between the two of you?" Is there no other man in the world but the two of you? ”

"It's not right for you to say that, it's not that there are no other men in the world except for the two of us, but there will be no other man in the world who is blind except for the two of us." The voice of the assistant director next to Xing Zhaoyang was slightly anxious, Monet knew that the time on the set was the most precious, and he didn't talk nonsense with him, "Dog belt!" ”

In the next few days, Monet followed Zeng and ran around, and with the assistance of the local police, he successfully obtained reliable information and took the female suspect on her way home. It was supposed to return immediately, but because the place was too remote and inconvenient for the train, so after waiting for a few hours, the suspect temporarily stayed in the local criminal police team and borrowed their place.

After getting off the plane, he started to work, and now he has to leave, Zeng Jin didn't have time to talk to Monet about business.

The small restaurant downstairs of the criminal police team has a private room, and two dishes and one soup are ordered. When he was waiting for the food, Zeng Jin suddenly had a stern expression, "I haven't had time to tell you anything serious these days, how are we thinking about the two of us?" ”

Monet's heart trembled, she finally understood why Xing Zhaoyang said that before getting on the plane.

Seeing the hesitation on her face, Zeng Jin didn't press harder, "Okay, it seems that you still need time to think about it, so wait for this case to be closed." ”

Monet breathed a sigh of relief instantly, feeling inexplicable about his love in this inch of a second. She began to wonder: Is her relationship for Zeng Jin love or not?

Taking in the transformation of her expression, she once entered the fist and didn't say anything more.

On the return train, Monet became the errand runner. The female suspect who has served the difficult one, fortunately, it is not the peak of school and travel, there is no one in the sleeper car, and after contacting the railway police, they were given a separate room, otherwise they will suffer more along the way.

The suspects have to be handcuffed throughout the process, and if they stay in the crowd, it is inconvenient to walk, sit and lie down, because their every move must be within everyone's line of sight, and the safety factor is too low.

When she returned to the unit, she wanted to hand over the information, and as soon as she transferred it to Zhao Chong, she was urged by Zeng Jin to go home to rest.

Seeing that everyone was tired and hadn't slept well for several days, Monet was really embarrassed to leave, "Boss, if you don't have another case, let me follow?" Anyway, I'm fine when I go home, and I'm anxious to see the big guys busy. ”

Da Mo patted Monet's shoulder, "You don't have to worry about it, we old men have long been used to it, we are tired enough from a business trip these days, go home early to rest and recuperate, and come over early tomorrow morning to pick up our class, what do you think?" ”

Zeng Jin nodded, "You can take over Wang Wei's lover's case tomorrow." Let Zhao Chong introduce you later. ”

After buying dinner with Zhao Chong and the others, Monet heard almost the same along the way, "That is to say, in the past few days, you have confirmed the confessions of all the people in the hospital who have a tense relationship with him, and there is nothing suspicious?" ”

"All people with suspicious relationships have alibi, including doctor-patient relationships, but in the past month's patient information, there is no such person, he usually has a good attitude towards treatment, there are no complaints, and there is almost no conflict with patients. All roads are dead ends, and now we are at a loss and don't know where to start. ”

"Is there any new development on the forensic side?"

"There is no new news from the doctor's side for the time being, Tao Chen has looked for me once in private, and the meaning is very clear, basically there are no clues about the corpse. Except for the few stab wounds from behind, there was nothing suspicious anywhere else. ”

This is also the most headache for the homicide team, and it is also the usual case, and it is never easy to start with such an occasional incident.

After running to the hospital for several days in a row, it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when Monet got home, and Bai Juchen was waiting in the living room, bored and scrolling through the TV program.

My sister ran the case these days, and he bought a TV and came back.

"Haven't slept yet?"

"It's not waiting for you, eat something and then sleep."

She was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to speak, where did she have time to eat, but looking at the table of meals that Juchen had wasted so much effort, it was too cruel to refuse directly, so she had to wash her hands and sit next to the table, "Don't you want to eat some?" ”

"I'm not hungry,"