"Hit 120!" I yelled at Tang Zhenguo, who was a little stunned, and squeezed into the panicked crowd, stepped over the stepped seats in the stands, and rushed to the performance venue.

The circus members were scrambling to lower the trapeze artist from the sling, and I could see that her face had turned dead gray.

The sudden accident frightened the audience, and they rushed to the only exit of the greenhouse, crying and screaming, one after another.

"Please stay calm, leave the scene in an orderly manner, take care of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled around you, and prevent stampedes...... Please stay calm and leave the scene in an orderly manner...... "In the loudspeaker, I am very familiar with the owner of this voice, it is Tang Zhenguo.

The trapeze has descended, and the young girl is laid flat on the ground by members of the circus. The members were all in a circle, and I could see all of them, except for the clown, who was wearing makeup, with all of them looking horrified and confused.

The young knifeman knelt on top of the girl, wiping the vomit from her face with a tissue, and called softly: "Shiruo, Shiruo, wake up!" Wake up! ”

"Little brother, I'm a doctor, let me see!" I squeezed through the crowd and told a white lie.

"Doctor, you must save her!" The knifeman said in a pleading voice.

I leaned down and found that the girl's pulse was extremely weak, and although her airways were not blocked by vomit, her breathing was intermittent, and her pupils were slowly dilated. Death was already on her side.

"How's Shiruo?" Tang Zhenguo pushed through the crowd and asked eagerly.

As I shook my head, I saw that everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Zhenguo's body, and the young knifeman said in a deep voice, "Master." ”

The ambulance from the central hospital took the girl away, along with the knifeman. Later, I learned that the critically ill girl was called Yang Shiruo, and the flying knife hand was called Tang Zhijie, and the two were in a relationship. And Tang Zhijie is Tang Zhenguo's closed disciple.

Tang Zhenguo was worried about Yang Shiruo's safety, so he took me to the central hospital.

In the car, Tang Zhenguo said to me with an anxious face: "Shiruo, this child has a hard life, it is an abandoned baby adopted by the old head from the orphanage, and no one knows what the surname is, so he followed the surname of the old head of the group, and this name was taken by the old head of the old group for ten yuan to find a blind fortune teller on the overpass." ”

"And did she have any previous illnesses?" I asked.

Tang Zhenguo shook his head and said, "This kid has very good physical fitness, so the old head of the regiment taught her the unique skill of trapeze." ”

"That's strange, a young girl with good physical fitness, shocking and vomiting during a performance, there must be an article in it."

"What do you mean?" Tang Zhenguo looked at me in surprise.

"I'll find out when I go to the hospital. Master, hurry up, we're in a hurry. ”

When the taxis in Wanzhou help you rush time, it's still quite six. Although interspersed with crowded positions in narrow lanes will still cause pressure and panic to many private car owners, there is no danger, only leaving behind a scolding.

When he arrived at the hospital, he received bad news, Yang Shiruo's rescue was ineffective and he was declared dead.

This was too fast, Tang Zhenguo and I were a little caught off guard, and I could see that Tang Zhenguo's eyes were slowly becoming a little scarlet.

I learned from the doctor that Yang Shiruo died of extremely severe acute liver failure, and no one in the ambulance was dead.

The members of the circus rushed to the hospital one after another, and the old head of the troupe fainted on the spot when he knew that Yang Shiruo had passed away. Several middle-aged women cried and shouted, and pointed at Tang Zhenguo and scolded, saying that he was a broom star, first killed his daughter-in-law, and now killed Yang Shiruo.

Tang Zhenguo was speechless and stood aside.

Yang Shiruo's death was too fast and too mysterious. I'm a self-proclaimed detective, so I'm skeptical of anything that doesn't make sense, and I can say I'm a conspiracy theorist, but I'm never about creating conspiracies, I'm good at cracking them.

I just learned from Tang Zhenguo that if Yang Shi is an orphan, then the closest person is of course the old head who adopted him. Now that the old head of the regiment is unconscious, if she wants to understand the situation, she has to find another close person of hers, her boyfriend, Tang Zhijie, a knife thrower.

According to the hospital's regulations, the deceased had been moved to the morgue, and I found Tang Zhijie outside the morgue.

He was still wearing a dazzling costume, but his face was cloudy, but it could be seen that he had not cried, what a strong boy.

I handed him a cigarette and he waved his hand. So I put the cigarette to my mouth, and when I looked up and saw a huge no-smoking sign, I simply took it in my mouth.

I said, "People cannot be resurrected from death, so please mourn." ”

When he heard this, he glared at me fiercely, then pushed me hard, and without saying a word, he left angrily.

"What a heavy anger!" I sighed inwardly.

I didn't ask anything, I hit a big nail. However, as a detective, I must have the spirit of perseverance and courage the more frustrated I am, I thought about it for a while, it seems that the other two trapeze artists who participated in the show with the deceased should have a good relationship with the deceased.

The members of the circus were all in the waiting area of the hospital lobby, and when I found the two beautiful girls who had not removed their makeup and were already crying in the corners of their eyes, wrapped in down jackets, I asked softly, "Has Yang Shiruo been unwell lately?" ”

A girl wiped her nose with a tissue and said with a crying voice: "She has always been in good health, but the day before yesterday, she was sick, vomiting and pulling, and I persuaded her to go to the hospital to take a look, she said that she just had a bad stomach, just take some stomach medicine." She looked a lot better yesterday, but she didn't expect to ...... today Woo woo woo ...... "As soon as she cried, the girl next to her also hugged her and cried.

I stood on the sidelines, staring at the bustling crowd, my brain racing: "I was always in good health, but I died three days later because I had a bad stomach." Is this reasonable under normal circumstances? Obviously unreasonable. Under what circumstances is it reasonable? Poisoning. Yes, it's poisoning. What kind of poison did you get into? Guessing is not good, an autopsy is needed. But now it seems that this is not like a criminal case, she may have been poisoned by mistake, and of course it is not ruled out that someone else poisoned her. This cannot be called blindly, and the forensic autopsy process cannot be used. It seems that the family or the hospital can only propose an autopsy. For the autopsy, I have to play some small tricks, don't blame me for this hospital, I'm all here to find the truth. ”

So I squeezed into the group of circus members who were still grieving, and whispered, "Don't you think it's strange that Yang Shiruo died so quickly? With so many years of medical experience, I feel that she died a strange death, and it stands to reason that she can be saved. Isn't it ...... in the process of rescue"

Before I finished speaking, some people had already reacted, and these people immediately started talking.

"That's right, the living person died all at once, how to save it?"

"What was rescued and how? I don't think there was any rescue at all. ”

"You can't say that, maybe you can't save it."

"Nonsense. Xiao Yang has always been in good health, everyone knows that he died so inexplicably, I think it was something that went wrong when the hospital rescued him. ”

"Yes, it must be medical malpractice, let's go, go to them for evaluation."

When I heard their remarks, I also broke out in a cold sweat on my vest. Hey, for the sake of truth, there is only one way to stand for these medical workers who are struggling on the front line.

Sure enough, after such a stir in the circus, the hospital couldn't stand it and conducted an autopsy on Yang Shiruo.

Three days later, the results of the autopsy at the hospital came out, and I dragged Tang Zhenguo to help the circus read the autopsy report as an enthusiastic citizen.

The autopsy report showed that the deceased was poisoned by toxic umbrella peptide, and his liver, kidney, blood vessel lining cells and central nervous system were seriously damaged, and the content of aminotransferases in his body was extremely high, and he eventually died of severe liver failure.

I immediately explained to the members that Yang Shiruo's death had nothing to do with medical malpractice, that she had been poisoned to death, and that she should have ingested poisonous fungi by mistake.

"It's not! She was killed! Tang Zhijie shouted loudly.

"What evidence do you have?" I asked, staring at the man in front of me.

"Her ghost came to me last night, and she told me that she had been poisoned." Tang Zhijie's voice trembled a little, and he didn't know if it was caused by excitement or horror.

Judging by the firmness in his eyes and the standing posture of his fists clenched, I believe that he is not lying, but this is another mythical theory, can I believe it?

"I ...... I also saw Shiruo's ghost, and I thought I missed her too much and was dazzled. "It was one of the trapeze artists who spoke.

"Liu Xiaoxiao, don't follow Zhijie and talk nonsense." It was another trapeze artist who spoke.

"Really, Sister Guan You, I really saw it." Liu Xiaoxiao was about to cry.

I asked, "Where did you see that?" ”

Liu Xiaoxiao said: "I, Sister Guan You, Yang Shiruo and Tang Zhijie are the four of us, sharing a house in an old house in the Sifang Courtyard. ”

"When?"

"It must have been past 12 p.m."

I turned my head and asked Tang Zhijie, "When did you see it?" ”

"That's about the same time."

One person said that he saw a ghost, I may laugh at it, but two people saw it at the same time, strange! But now the truth of this ghost is uncertain, of course I am definitely biased towards atheism.

I won't think about the ghost for the time being, but I have to think about the message of the ghost. Poison! If it is true, who wants to poison Yang Shiruo? What method did he use? And most importantly, what reason is there to poison an orphan in a circus?

I couldn't figure out these questions for a while, maybe they were not problems at all, because I began to wonder if I was deliberately finding fault with myself because there were no major cases after the Bell Tower murder case. The detective's thinking is so contradictory.