In the hotel room, Shen Mengyun brought a basin of water to the head of the bed, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead for the unconscious Zhang Cheng. Song Qingshu sat on the edge of the bed with a look of self-reproach, looking at Zhang Cheng and sighing, his eyebrows were full of self-blame.

"Mengyun, does the captain know about this?" Wang Shan took advantage of the other party's water change, pulled her into the bathroom, and asked in a low voice: "They acted without authorization, and they came back from injury last night, we must truthfully reflect the situation to the captain, lest he be harsh......"

"Don't worry, I've already told the captain early this morning. He just asked me to take care of Zhang Cheng, and didn't mention anything else. Shen Mengyun understood that Wang Shan was afraid that the captain would be angry with her and wanted to dissociate herself from the other two people.

Hearing her say this, Wang Shan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She patted Shen Mengyun on the shoulder: "Let's go back to the room to rest, I have been busy since last night, and I haven't closed my eyes." ”

"Sister Shan, you go back first, I'm still a little worried." Shen Mengyun said: "I haven't asked them what happened last night, I have to figure things out." ”

Wang Shan nodded stupidly, thinking that since you are not too troublesome, then I am too lazy to wade into troubled waters. She yawned and left the room.

Shen Mengyun cleaned up the room, and then returned to the bedroom, seeing that Song Qingshu was still staring at Zhang Cheng with red eyes, she couldn't help but sigh. When the two of them returned to the hotel at three o'clock in the morning last night, Zhang Cheng was already in this state.

Song Qingshu took him to the hospital, but after the doctor's diagnosis, he said that the other party had not been seriously attacked except for physical injuries. Unlike Lin Tan, he was not in a coma in this state, but more inclined to fall asleep.

The doctor said that he had never seen such a strange condition, and Song Qingshu was afraid of arousing the suspicion of others, so he could only take the other party back to the hotel.

"Brother Zhang did this to save me...... It's all my fault, if only I had left the ship sooner, hey...... Confused! Song Qingshu grabbed his hair irritably and muttered to himself.

Shen Mengyun sat beside him and asked softly, "Brother Song, what happened last night?" ”

Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Cheng, who was in a coma, and recalled all the experiences of yesterday.

The two left the hotel early in the morning and traced the identity and background of the deceased in the case at hand.

Archival case 4.

【Mysterious death of a crew member】

Deceased: Zhao Qiren, male, 48 years old.

Time of death: 23:50 on December 5, 2016

Location of the crime: In the warehouse of the fishing vessel Xingwang

Case Overview: The body of the deceased was found in the freezer where the seafood was kept, the abdomen of the body had been dissected, the internal organs had flowed to the ground, and the intestines had been pulled out of the body and wrapped around his neck.

In the dark and cold freezer, the internal organs and blood of the deceased were mixed with the fishy smell of seafood and fish...... That scene, let alone an ordinary person, Song Qingshu already felt creepy just thinking about it.

The deceased, Zhao Qiren, worked near Tamsui Fisherman's Wharf, located in the Tamsui district of New Taipei City, and his fishing boat, the Xingwang, was responsible for transporting seafood needed by the seafood market, most of which was frozen tuna. The deceased was a staff member responsible for transporting and unloading the cargo.

Zhang Cheng and Song Qingshu first went to Zhao Qiren's house and found that only his elderly parents were left in his house. Listening to the two old men, Zhao Qiren's wife He Yu had passed away a few years ago, and before that, because Zhao Qiren was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago, the two had no children.

Unexpectedly, the situation of Zhao Qiren's family was so miserable, and the husband and wife passed away one after another, leaving two old people alone. Looking at the two gray-haired old men, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it, and under the pretext of going out to smoke, he went to a nearby bank to withdraw a lot of cash, bought some condolences and stuffed all the money into it.

After handing over the things to the two old men, the two elders trembled and supported each other, and insisted on sending the two to the door: "Two young men, it's really hard for you." My son has been gone for two years, and I thought that no one was in charge of this case...... Excuse me, be sure to help us find the murderer. ”

The old lady wiped her tears, went into the house and took a bag of oranges, and insisted on stuffing them into their hands: "There is really nothing to do at home, my son has spent a lot of money to see a doctor before, and after Ayu left, the situation at home is even worse." Finally, my son got better, and we thought that life had finally come to an end, and he encountered that kind of thing again...... Hey, our Zhao family is really evil! ”

"Take this bag of oranges and eat it, it's not easy to run back and forth on a hot day." At the old man's insistence, Zhang Cheng had no choice but to turn out the bag of fruit, as they promised that they would do their best to investigate.

After walking a little farther, Song Qingshu took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a hard puff: "What a fuck, the second elder still thinks that his son was murdered, and he is still looking forward to us solving the case as soon as possible." Thinking of the eyes of Zhao Qiren's parents just now, Song Qingshu felt that his chest was clogged.

He remembered his deceased grandparents, who had been brought up by the second elder since he was a child. Grandpa was a cultured person who read poetry and books, and when he was young, he often taught him not to do things in the same way, nor should he be different from the vulgar. It doesn't have to be a pleasure or an abomination. Be ruthless to things and people, be ruthless to things, and be affectionate to people; Be a person first, do things second.

Thinking of this, he snuffed out the cigarette butt, tossed it aside, took out an orange from the bag, peeled it off, and stuffed it into his mouth. This orange is out of season, not sweet, on the contrary, there is some sourness.

Song Qingshu frowned, but he didn't spit it out, but patiently ate the orange: "Brother Zhang, no matter what, I must investigate this case clearly." ”

Zhang Cheng looked at him and smiled, as if he understood what the other party was thinking. He also followed Song Qingshu and took out an orange from the bag: "That's a must, it's a matter of short hands, since you have received the benefits of others, you must do things well, right?" ”

Song Qingshu looked at each other in some surprise, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds, and laughed in unison. Song Qingshu didn't expect that there were still people in this space who were as bloody and affectionate as himself. The acquaintance of the two is quite a bit of sympathy.

According to the information provided on the information, the two went to the wharf where Zhao Qiren worked before his death, and quickly targeted the "Xingwang" fishing boat. Because the fishing boats had already gone to sea in the morning, they had to wait until the evening to return to port before they had the opportunity to board the boats.

The two waited until late at night, when they bought off the purchasers and blended into the crowd of loaders. At nearly eleven o'clock, the fishing boat docked, and while the crew was unloading and handing over, the two mixed into the boat.

Song Qingshu and Zhang Cheng sneaked into the ship, wanting to see the room where Zhao Qiren lived before his death, but when they passed by, they found the No. 1 frozen warehouse where seafood was stored. And there was the first scene of Zhao Qiren's death. At this time, the door was open, and it was pitch black inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Seeing this, the two did not hesitate, but immediately slipped in.

"We were so anxious that we didn't even think much about it." Song Qingshu's face turned pale, as if he remembered something terrifying: "Obviously, everyone is busy unloading goods, how can there be no one near the warehouse?" ”