Chapter 42: The Man in the Painting (New Year's Gift for the Legendary Alliance Leader~)
The boss has an order and has to listen.
Shen Hong took away the cuffs that Ding Biao was holding, put away the recorder and shorthand notebook, and followed Bao Jinbo out of the ward.
"Team Bao ......"
"Xiao Shen, go out with me, this hospital is not clean, and there are many people, so it is inconvenient to talk."
As soon as Shen Hong opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Bao Jinbo, so he could only remain silent and follow Bao Jinbo all the way downstairs and onto the walking path leading from the inpatient department to the hospital gate.
At this time, the sky was dark, and there were few street lights in the hospital, and the lighting was insufficient, so it seemed that there were many shadows around it, and it was difficult to see clearly.
After walking dozens of steps, Bao Jinbo suddenly stopped and turned around, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Xiao Shen, you have been working too hard lately, pay attention to your body!" In my opinion, the case at the old site of the southern suburbs park will be handed over to Xiao Wu to handle. โ
Shen Hong pondered for a few times and replied: "Team Bao, I am in good health and can bear it." I already have an eyebrow on this case, and if I give me two more days, I will definitely find out clearly and handle it beautifully. โ
"Oh, how can I tell you, Xiao Shen, I asked you to transfer the case to Xiao Wu, but I wasn't discussing it with you."
Bao Jinbo grinned, took out an invitation, shook it at Shen Hong a few times, and said, "This is an invitation sent by the Juying Pavilion, the Qiu Pavilion mainly accepts Jiang Mubai as a closed disciple, I just got the news that the Ye family sent a housekeeper to the Juying Pavilion in the afternoon to apologize." Well, Jiang Mubai's apprenticeship banquet will be three days later, Shihailou, and at that time, all the famous people in Dingwu City will attend, and even the director will go to support him. I say that, do you understand? โ
Shen Hong understood, but he pretended not to understand.
"What does this have to do with homicides on the outskirts of the city? Gun-related case, Team Bao, such a big case can't be solved, and the chief politician can't hang it on his face, right? โ
Bao Jinbo scoffed: "It rained so heavily last night, who else knows but us?" Anyway, the bastards at the newspaper don't know. Whether the case is involved or not, whether the case is closed or not, it is not up to us to decide. Xiao Shen, Xiao Shen, why don't you understand, the Ye family made peace with Juying Pavilion, this is the best result for us, why do you have nothing to do? โ
Shen Hong had already seen Bao Jinbo's shamelessness, but he still didn't expect him to say such nonsense in a police uniform.
"Team Bao ......"
"Okay, okay, needless to say, the case will be transferred to Xiao Wu, and there are other tasks for you." Bao Jinbo waved his hand impatiently, "At noon today, the department received a call from the Police Department, starting with 1, saying that a team of secret police officers will come in two days. The Director named you to be responsible for receiving them, and to cooperate with them in investigating and hunting down the rebels. โ
The director named him, but Shen Hong couldn't push it off if he wanted to, so he had no choice but to nod and agree.
"This matter is more serious than a gun-related case, don't let down the director's expectations of you, okay, I'll go back to the office, and you can go and hand over the case to Xiao Wu." Bao Jinbo gave a meaningful admonition and walked to the gate of the hospital by himself.
Shen Hong lit a cigarette, stared at the flying insects circling in the beam of the floor lamp for a while, and turned his head to walk towards the inpatient department.
While the case has not yet been transferred, he has to seize the last bit of time to ask for more clues from Ding Biao's mouth, as long as the evidence is conclusive, even if Team Bao collects black money, he will not dare to ignore the facts - if he dares, Shen Hong can pick up his skin with a report letter sent to Yedu.
Walking downstairs to the inpatient department, Shen Hong threw the cigarette butt into the garbage can, and was about to step up the steps, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and then he heard a loud noise.
It was a complex crashing sound, with the sound of bones breaking and internal organs shattering, in addition to muscles colliding with marble steps.
Shen Hong froze in place, staring blankly at Ding Biao at his feet, seeing him dragging his arm twisted at a strange angle, rolling down the steps, seeing him bleeding from his seven orifices, struggling to close his lips.
Except for the annoying buzz, Shen Hong couldn't hear anything.
I couldn't hear screams, I couldn't hear hospital alarm bells, I couldn't hear the shouts of doctors and nurses, only the buzzing buzz.
When he was pushed away by the police officers who rushed downstairs, Shen Hong finally heard something else.
He heard Ding Biao shouting.
"I'm only twenty-two, I don't want to die, officer!"
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"Jingle bellโ"
The school bell rings in the school building.
After learning that his brother came to pick him up and go home, Jiang Huiyin jumped three feet high with joy, and Jiang Mubai was surprised by his amazing bounce.
The bedding and pillowcases are uniformly distributed and cleaned by the school, so there are not many things to pack in the dormitory, Jiang Huiyin carried a schoolbag stuffed with textbooks, exercise books and extracurricular books, carried a rabbit cage in his left hand, and a canvas bag containing a change of clothes in his right hand, jumped downstairs, first said goodbye to the dormitory manager, and then rushed out of the dormitory building.
The brother and sister left the school gate, found a restaurant for dinner, and then walked along the path home, Jiang Huiyin seemed to have endless words, chattering non-stop along the way, and when they were about to get home, they shared an interesting story that happened not long ago.
"Brother, let me tell you, this afternoon the art teacher gave us class homework and asked us to draw our favorite people, and then Wen Aoyu chased after Mao Dake and painted her as a flower-faced cat, and it took a long time to wash it clean, hey, Mao Dake was angry and cried!"
"Oh~ Wen Aoyu likes Mao Dake, so he chased her to paint? Are your Chinese teachers angry? โ
Jiang Mubai didn't want Jiang Huiyin to lose his innocence prematurely like he once was, so although he was not interested in the anecdote shared by Jiang Huiyin, he still responded with an exaggerated expression.
"No, hey, it's an art class, why should the Chinese teacher be angry?"
"Because of Xiao Wen's reading comprehension ability, he will be evaluated as 'the Chinese teacher died early'."
"Hahaha." Jiang Huiyin smiled like a boy, hearty and generous, and after laughing, she asked mysteriously, "Brother, do you want to take a look at my classwork?" โ
"Huh?" Jiang Mubai was slightly stunned.
"Show you!" Jiang Huiyin put down the rabbit cage and canvas bag, took out a book from the school bag, and then carefully pulled out the drawing paper sandwiched in the pages.
On the paper, several common colors form an extremely abstract watercolor figure painting, and it is completely impossible to see who is drawing, but there are two delicate small characters written below the paper: brother.
Jiang Huiyin held the drawing paper, waiting for praise, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear a sound, and hung his arm in confusion.
"Brother?"
"It's beautiful, it's so well drawn."
Jiang Mubai took the drawing paper, turned his back to Jiang Huiyin, and walked quickly to the street lamp.
"Brother, you are going the other way, our family is in ......" Jiang Huiyin suddenly closed his voice, followed Jiang Mubai with the rabbit cage, and whispered, "Brother, there is someone at the door." โ
Jiang Mubai turned around and saw a slightly depressed figure leaning against the door, smoking a cigarette one by one.
"It's okay, it's my friend." Jiang Mubai patted Jiang Huiyin's head, walked to the front of the house, and asked, "Officer Shen, is there something to look for me?" โ
Shen Hong glanced at the little girl, extinguished the cigarette that was still half left, and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk to you, cough cough, tell you something." โ