Chapter 16 Nowhere to Find
Huang Mao took a puff of his cigarette, "Brother, why don't we go another way?" ”
The older one took a puff of cigarette and said nothing.
"Brother, you said that we come and wait every day, and no one will look at it, to be honest, I am sorry for you."
"Aggrieved, one day your kid also meets someone who makes you aggrieved, you won't feel aggrieved." Listening to his tone, it doesn't seem to be a banter, but a show-off.
"Huh! By the way, brother, do you want to go to Sister Meng's house to sit down, I heard that there is a new vote of chicks, special water spirit. Huang Mao swallowed and said.
"Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud. Hum! I'd better go to Mr. Tony. ”
When I heard this, I came to the toilet door and didn't follow any further. When I pushed open the door of the private room again, only Qian Hao and Jin Yuyao were left in the room.
Seeing me come in, Qian Hao and Jin Yuyao immediately stood up and said, "Let's go? I'm just waiting for you, shaking, shaking around, isn't it, getting drunk without drinking? ”
I pointed to the roof and said, "The main thing is that the light of the turning lights is too dazzling." ”
"That's right, by the way, Miss Jin said that she is also off work, why don't we send her?"
"Yes, let's go!"
"Haozi, I heard there's a barber shop here?"
"Yes, it's upstairs, what's the matter, you want a haircut?"
"No, just ask."
"It's a comprehensive entertainment city, and you have everything."
"What, everything?"
"Yes, anything, everything."
We talked as we walked towards the parking lot.
I first sent Qian Hao back to Weiweiju, and then sent Jin Yuyao to the future apartment (yes, you can guess that this is also a real estate developed by the Lin family when you hear the name), and she just stuffed me with the money for the ticket she borrowed last time before getting off the bus.
Then I was the only one left in the car, and the only street lights and headlights competed for light on the quiet street. I never felt that the sound of the engine was so noisy in the eardrum.
After taking a shower, I lay in bed with my eyes closed, but my mind was racing and I couldn't sleep for a while.
I don't know how long later, I was woken up by a phone ringing in the haze - the person who was heavily guarded in the hospital died!
The call was from Team Geng, who was on his way to the hospital. After hanging up, I jumped out of bed, wrapped myself and drove straight to the hospital.
Although I knew that my speed and slowness would not change anything, and I would not be rewarded, I still couldn't help but step on my right foot a lot.
Team Geng and I arrived on the front and back, except for the captain Bao Long, we are considered to be the vanguard.
I didn't expect the team to suddenly come back to take charge of the case, and I secretly congratulated myself on my good habits.
Bao Long is 182cm tall, with a big shoulder and a round waist, very burly, flat-headed, and always gloomy with a Chinese face.
The skin on the face is dull and loose, the furrows are vertical and horizontal, the forehead lines, crow's feet, nasolabial folds, deep lines, wide mouth and thick lips, collapsed nose, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and sharp eyes, which always makes people shudder when they look at it.
After a while, others also arrived one after another, except for Lao Zhao. The team didn't speak, and none of us dared to start our work, just stood there silently, waiting.
After almost ten minutes, Lao Zhao finally came, and it felt like an hour had passed, and his feet were a little numb.
"You can go back, this case has nothing to do with you in the future."
"Bao team, I know I'm late, that's because when I passed by Shunfa supermarket just now, I saw someone sneaking around there, so I went to interrogate him, so I ......"
"What did you ask?" Perhaps this sentence needs to be translated to match his tone at the time: I don't believe it, what else can you ask?
"He was eighteen years old, just graduated from high school, alone, going out for the first time, coming here to work, it was already late the day after getting off the bus, and he didn't find a place to live. I sent him to the Zhefu police station and immediately rushed ......"
Team Bao interrupted Lao Zhao's words impatiently, and waved the back of his hand at him and said, "You can go, I think Zhefu is more suitable for you."
Lao Zhao was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and turned around and walked away.
"Wasting other people's time is tantamount to killing people for money."
Every time I hear Bao Long's words, I can't help but think of the homeroom teacher in the first grade of junior high school.
I remember one time when he went to check on the dormitory, he found that the faucet in the sink of our dormitory was not turned off.
So I summoned everyone in our dormitory to the faucet and reprimanded him for ten minutes, during which the faucet kept trickling.
I've always wondered if Bao Long also studied under my homeroom teacher? Perhaps because of Bao Long's life, Datou's statement was so concise that it was a waste of time.
Lao Li only nodded occasionally in agreement, "Yes, yes." "It's like the teasing and teasing in cross talk, there is a tacit understanding, and even the action of scratching the itch is the same, maybe because the itch is in the same position.
I just don't know if it's the out-of-season mosquito that hurts them that is buzzing around me right now.,A little emotional (maybe it's because I'm a new target.,It's not so easy to locate).。
We only know that the patient was found dead at a quarter past 3 a.m., confirmed by Dr. Lee, who was on special duty.
Since the colleagues from the Technical Appraisal Department had not yet arrived, in order to protect the scene, only the Bao team and the Geng team had entered the intensive care unit where the deceased was located.
My task was to take Hao Ren to take a transcript of Dr. Li, and his answers were very smooth, like an off-script speech.
As I asked, I flipped through the ward rounds and found that Dr. Li recorded four times from 8 o'clock last night to 2:25 a.m. today.
The first three times are separated by three hours each time, and the start and end times are 19:50-20:05, 22:51-23:06, 01:50-02:05 respectively.
There are traces of tearing at the turning of the page, but they are torn very carefully, and it is difficult to find them without care. The last record is the time of death and the conclusion, and the handwriting is still neat, with few alterations.
When Hao Ren asked Dr. Li to approve and sign the confession, I walked around the room again, and I had to sigh at the doctor's pickiness and self-discipline.
Not only were the clothes spotless in his open closet, but the hangers were as clean as the first time I used them, which made me wonder if he had wiped them down with alcohol one by one.
The most incredible thing is that the hook and hang interval of each of his hangers is almost the same, except for a one-piece sterile gown hanging on the outermost part, which should be worn by him during his ward rounds, not only the spacing is different, but the hooks are facing in opposite directions.
For me, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, this kind of provocation is naturally difficult to deal with calmly and correct its mistakes in minutes.
Accompanied by a faint smell of sorrow, it was Dr. Li's words - the sterile gown belonged to Dr. Zhao Yingwu Zhao.
The speed of his speech was a bit preemptive, as if it was not enough to clear up the relationship. But he really thought about it, Zhao Yingwu, I know.