"Why are you here?"

Liu Huihui looked at Xia Feng outside the door with a surprised face, and Xia Feng smiled and said:

"I'm a little worried about you, so I'm going to come and have a look."

Xia Feng came in from outside, and then followed Liu Huihui to the sofa, and after he sat down, Liu Huihui specially took a glass of water for him.

After saying "thank you", Xia Feng took the paper cup handed by Liu Huihui and took a small sip symbolically.

Then, somewhat abruptly, neither of them was speaking, and all that was left in the room was the sound of the clock hanging on the wall, ticking and walking.

"When did it happen? Why do you insist on coming to work? ”

After a while, Xia Feng put down the paper cup a little stiffly, and looked up at Liu Huihui, who was looking at him with a complicated expression.

"What do you say again?"

"Your condition."

Liu Huihui couldn't hide it, she then sat down too, and then laughed bitterly:

"It seems that you know everything, and you deserve to be the captain."

"Is this sarcastic to me?"

"Of course not, I just don't want everyone to look at me with a dead man's face."

Liu Huihui shook her head and said with emotion.

"You should know, no one on the team feels that way."

"But don't you think the sympathetic gaze is more disgusting?

Or, do you think I'd be very willing to listen to that, for example, Director Liu is really a pity, I really didn't expect it, how could she get this disease or something like that?

Become a talking point after dinner.

Does that mean even the slightest bit to me? ”

Although Liu Huihui's words sound a little extreme, what she said is not wrong.

There is no healthy person in this world who can empathize with the existence of injuries.

Only those who have truly experienced this kind of pain can understand what this state of affairs is.

Just like many people, they will always hate the incomprehensible psychology of patients, and just summarize everything in two words: pathology.

In fact, this sick heart comes more from the loneliness that no one understands, and the pain caused by illness tormenting the body and mind.

"At the very least, you should tell me."

The emotions from Zhang Rang in Xia Feng's heart suddenly poured out.

"Seriously, I don't know if you'll be like everyone else after you know about it.

Of course, I don't want you to face me every time with some kind of sympathy, or a kind of mentality to say goodbye to me. ”

"I didn't think so. And also...... Don't you think you're too indifferent? ”

"Apathy? I'm just stating the facts.

But the truth is inherently cold.

It's just that some people can accept it, and some people can't.

It's like the corpses that I dissected, some of the families were okay with it, some of them couldn't.

Everyone has a different view of things in their hearts, and their importance, so the so-called standards are only set by some people who can control most people.

It's like the minority obeying the majority, which makes no sense at all.

It's just a brutal way of persecution. ”

"I'm not here to argue with you." Xia Feng explained.

"Of course I do."

Liu Huihui was silent again after speaking.

Xia Feng clenched his fists, released them several times and clenched them several times, and finally he took a deep breath, then raised his head, looked directly into Liu Huihui's eyes and asked:

"But no matter what, you shouldn't have killed anyone.

Those are all living beings, they have a bright future, and you shouldn't take it all away. ”

Xia Feng had a showdown.

Yes, he suspected that Liu Huihui was the woman who hid behind her back and manipulated the evil and Sun Li.

And it's not for nothing.

In the portrait of the suspect he sketched, the other party is a somewhat sick, complex personality, a certain indifference to life, and a professional-level anti-reconnaissance ability.

And all of this is obviously in line with Liu Huihui.

But he obviously wouldn't be sure that the murderer was Liu Huihui just because it was just in line with the portrait of the suspect he sketched.

What really made him suspect Liu Huihui was that the murderer knew about Sun Li's behavior.

Sun Li didn't let the murderer know at the time, but the murderer still knew.

Judging from the murderer's cautious style, it is impossible for her to go to the scene, otherwise she would not have asked Sun Li to be her accomplice, which is almost certain that the murderer is their internal personnel.

So it is no exaggeration to say that Liu Huihui made a fatal mistake.

And this mistake is actually quite stupid.

Now in combination with Liu Huihui's desire to find him yesterday and the murderer did not choose to kill Sun Li, there may be an answer.

That is, Liu Huihui guessed that he caught Sun Li.

Because he knew that it was him, he didn't send an evil person to kill Sun Li, so as not to implicate himself.

And if it is Liu Huihui, the kind of ambivalence that he speculated that belongs to the murderer is easier to understand.

Liu Huihui is a forensic doctor, a person who makes the victim speak and helps the victim to clear her grievances, she naturally knows better than others what is good and evil.

But the problem is, she did it anyway.

Even if Liu Huihui was terminally ill, Xia Feng couldn't figure out what made Liu Huihui so mad and even crazy.

Liu Huihui's face showed a look of surprise, but it was only a moment to sweep away.

And to Xia Feng's surprise, Liu Huihui happily admitted:

"I didn't expect you to guess it was me so quickly. That's why you came to me, right?

Because you're sure it's my reason, it's the phone call I made to Sun Li last night, and you were by Sun Li's side at the time, right? ”

"You deliberately sold me a flaw, right? If you hadn't said that at the time, I wouldn't have been able to associate you with the murderer. ”

"I did say that on purpose, because if I hadn't said that, you'd never have guessed who the killer was."

Liu Huihui is very confident in this.

Xia Feng didn't think that the other party was bragging, because it was true.

Liu Huihui can completely rely on the control of evil spirits, so that God can kill people without knowing it, and no one will suspect her.

"I asked Zhou Zhibin to check, and there are two police calls, which are network dialing.

You want the police to find the body earlier, so you reported some cases, right?

Why are you doing this?

Why are you committing a crime and hoping that the police will find something to find you? ”

Liu Huihui was stopped by Xia Feng, she began to cough violently, and before she could reach her mouth when she picked up the cup, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The water cup was held on the floor tiles, splashing a large area of water stains.

Xia Feng stood up and wanted to help, but was stopped by Liu Huihui raising her hand, signaling that she was okay.

Coughing up blood, usually caused by lung lesions, and of course there will be throat bleeding, but thinking that Liu Huihui is suffering from a terminal illness, she undoubtedly has lung cancer.

Liu Huihui coughed for a while to get better, she lowered her head, and the whole person looked a lot older.

"I remember asking you a question and asking why you fought so hard.

Your answer is very interesting, you said that you are just desperate, not to die, if you don't fight, then more people will die.

You hope to be idle one day, and of course it's better to be fired because you have nothing to do. ”