A little after 8 p.m. on May 4, it was pouring rain outside, almost as if it had fallen from the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The hospital ward area has quieted down, and most of the patients have already slept.

The doctors and nurses on duty in the corridors of the ward wards worked lightly, deliberately not approaching a single room at the innermost end of the corridor.

There are four people sitting in this room at the moment. It would be more accurate to say that there should be a half-lying person and three people sitting.

Lying on the bed was the frail Motoki Hibiscus, and sitting at the head of her bed beside her was her husband Bian Benyi.

Both of them now showed a decadent, helpless look, although their body consciousness had recovered, but the events in front of them made them anxious and helpless to wait.

Sitting on the chair closest to them was Mo Haiyou, who had just returned from the murder scene in the hotel not long ago.

Behind Mo Haiyou, near the door of the ward, sat a police officer in charge of registering records, holding a notebook and a pen and listening intently to the conversation between the three people in front of him.

From the beginning of Mo Haiyou's first question, he was shocked by Bian Benyi's words, and the more he asked later, the fewer questions he asked, and the gradual silence represented how great the influence of the words narrated by Bian Benyi and his wife had on the heart of this jealous forensic doctor.

The cruelty and horror of the Luoquewu murder case are unheard of and unseen since Mo Haiyou became a police officer.

As Bian Benyi's narration deepened, his body became straighter and straighter, and his face became more and more serious.

Behind him, the pen in the hand of the police officer who was trying to record the details of the case had begun to tremble slightly.

It is conceivable that the shock and horror in his heart are definitely no less than that of the head of the task force and the forensic doctor in front of him.

Rewind the time to the scene after dinner, when Bian Benyi had just met with Mo Haiyou.

When Bian woke up at around 5:40 p.m., the first thing he saw was the chief physician in charge of his ward.

Wait until the doctor has examined him and made sure that he has recovered and that his body is not seriously ill.

Bian Benyi couldn't stay any longer, his inner torment and worry about the rest of the people in the house made him want to see his wife immediately.

When he came to his wife's hospital room, Yuan Mu Hibiscus was not much better than him, and the worry that could not be relieved was clearly written on the face of this middle-aged woman.

After a terrifying day and two nights, both of them unknowingly underwent a qualitative change.

is no longer simply a shrewd businessman in the commercial field, people's salvation and self-salvation, and the new opportunities brought by Jiang Xinglong and Luo Yifan's self-sacrifice have all impacted their hearts.

"Don't sit back any longer! We're going to save them! They may not be dead yet! Bian Benyi said loudly, completely ignoring the presence of the doctors and nurses on the side.

"Hmmm! In any case, the police must be found right away! Among the choked words, the deepest and strongest was his concern for Liang Yongxin, who treated him like a relative.

Yuan Mu Hibiscus has no children of her own in her nearly 50s, and from the first time she saw Liang Yongxin, she felt that this child was worthy of her protection, which was the tenderness and desire of motherhood.

She turned to the nurses and doctors and said, "Hurry up and help us call the police, we have something important to report to the police!" It's too late to be late!! ”

"If you have any situation, you can tell me directly." A calm and serious voice came from the door, and the doctors and nurses quietly exited the ward after seeing the comer.

It was the voice of Mo Haiyou, who had just arrived at the hospital not long ago.

"Are you ......," Bian Benyi asked with some surprise.

"I am Mo Haiyou, the leader of the murder task force."

"The police already know that there was a homicide in the house?" Bian Benyi felt incredible for a moment.

Mo Haiyou walked into the room and moved a stool to sit in front of them and said, "No, there has been a murder case in the suburbs of S City recently, according to our investigation, it may be the same as what you just said." We came to you to understand the situation because of this matter. ”

"Oooh! That's great! Wife, let's quickly tell Officer Mo everything about everything! Bian Benyi said in surprise.

Then he couldn't wait to start recounting all the events that had taken place from the afternoon of May 2 to the present.

"We've been trapped inside the Bird's House, which has a lot of secret passages and secret rooms. Dead a lot of people, a lot of people! ”

Mo Haiyou asked: "You tell me slowly, what happened from the beginning?" ”

"Good!" Bian Benyi struggled to control himself and began to sort out his thoughts, and as he spoke, he looked at his wife from time to time to ask for advice, hoping to explain more to the police.

The following are the original words of Bian Benyi's account of the Luoquewu incident:

"Well, we went to Luoque House between three and four o'clock in the afternoon of May 2 to find our apprentice, that is, Liang Yongxin, the current owner of Luoque House!"

This was out of Mo Haiyou's expectations, it turned out that the owner of the Luo Que House was not Luo Yifan, but fashion designer Liang Yongxin, but he didn't make a sound, and continued to listen to Bian Benyi.

"We weren't invited directly to the Bird's House, because Yongxin seemed to have neglected his work recently because of relationship problems, and my wife and I asked his friend to find out that he lived in the Bird's House, so we went up the mountain to find him. Isn't that right, wife? ”

"Well, yes, because I opened a new store, and Yongxin is the chief designer of the store, I want him to be the manager of the new store."

"Can you tell us what kind of relationship problems he had?" Mo Haiyou asked, he can't miss all the clues and details, which may play an important role in the analysis and judgment of the case in the future.

"This ...... I don't know if I'm going to ask my wife. Bian Benyi replied truthfully.

But when asked about this question, she hesitated, gritted her teeth several times, and after thinking for a few seconds, Yuan Muhito said: "Can this matter be known only to the police, because I don't want to destroy the comfortable life that Yongxin has so hard won." ”

"Well, as long as it doesn't touch the law, we can keep it a secret for him." Mo Haiyou immediately made a promise.

Yuan Mujin began to narrate: "In fact, my apprentice Liang Yongxin is the lover of Jiang Xinglong, chairman of Xinglong Catering Co., Ltd., and I am the only one in the company who knows about this matter, and I have always kept it a secret for him, even my husband has never talked about it." ”

"Before going to Luoque House, Yongxin didn't mention to me what kind of relationship problem it was, but I guessed that it might be Jiang Xinglong's wife Jiang Xiaomei who caused him trouble."

"Well, they're having an extramarital affair." Mo Haiyou was noncommittal about this, he did not reject these, and still asked expressionlessly.

"No, no, as early as more than ten years ago, Yongxin met Jiang Xinglong when he was just over 20 years old, and they have always been secret lovers. Later, it was Jiang Xiaomei who intervened, and Jiang Xiaomei used Jiang Xinglong's parents to successfully become his wife. ”

"Oh, you go on."

"Okay, I'll talk about it now." Bian Benyi gently soothed his wife's back and opened his mouth to pick up the conversation: "After we went up the mountain, we were surprised to find that Yongxin was not as depressed as we imagined, but happily greeted us on the path in front of the house, as if he already knew that we were coming. ”

"We found out after we met. It turned out that he deliberately arranged this play to lead us up the mountain, in order to surprise us. ”

"In recent days, Luo Yifan's Su Luo Fanchen Stage Troupe will do several large-scale activities in the near future, including his cooperation with film and television actor Yun Yeyao's performance plan, Yongxin got Shura Fanchen's clothing subscription contract for a whole year and the private clothing customization of several big stars such as Luo Yifan and Yun Yeyao, hoping to give it to my wife's new store as a gift."

"But when I was talking, I found out that he had agreed with my wife on a personal matter and asked my wife to help me or something." Bian Benyi turned to his wife.

Yuan Mujin hurriedly said: "Yes, Jiang Xiaomei used to be a competitor to me ten years ago, and then she failed to marry Jiang Xinglong." ”

"Yongxin wants me to negotiate with Jiang Xiaomei on his behalf, because Jiang Xinglong is becoming more and more distrustful of her, and Jiang Xiaomei has indeed lost a lot of money from Xinglong Catering Co., Ltd., so Yongxin hopes to use money to buy off the marriage between her and Jiang Xinglong."

"So, Jiang Xinglong and Luo Yifan have gone up the mountain." Mo Haiyou asked.

Bian Benyi replied: "Yes, but at that time I didn't know that Jiang Xinglong and his wife would go up the mountain, Jiang Xiaomei and my wife had a relationship before, so if I knew that they would go up the mountain, I would never go to that house." ”

"Actually, I knew they would come, Yongxin called me early in the morning, and we made an appointment to go up the mountain, I'm sorry, husband, I shouldn't have tricked you into going up the mountain." Motoki Hibiscus said to her husband with some apologies.

Bian Benyi shook his head and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this, we have to quickly tell Officer Mo everything that happened in the Luoque House." ”

"Officer Mo, including Liang Yongxin and a maid originally hired in the house, a total of 12 of us are trapped in the Luoque House, you don't know how terrible that house is, it's just terrible, it's terrifying, I can't describe one ten-thousandth of him."

"Those of us, by the time my wife and I left, only the two of us, Luo Yifan, Jiang Xinglong and Yongxin were left, and the maid might still be alive, and the others had been brutally killed!"

"What?!" Mo Haiyou straightened up suddenly, and for the first time there was surprise in his eyes, "You mean that six people died before you came out?!" ”

"Nope! It may be more than that, there are strange corpses in the house that we don't know, and in order for us to get out safely, Luo Yifan, Jiang Xinglong and Yongxin are still trapped in that house, and their lives and deaths are unknown. ”

Hearing this, Mo Hai took out the phone without saying a word, and after getting through, he directly said to the other end of the phone: "Immediately inform the director, and immediately dispatch a large number of personnel to Luoquewu to support, there may be a major homicide case inside!" There are also people trapped inside, and they need to be rescued quickly! ”

"No!" The answer from the other end of the phone made Mo Haiyou stand up from his chair in an instant.

"No! There was a major traffic accident on the L-Shan Ring Road, where three heavy trucks collided with a small car, and the mountain road is now completely blocked. ”

"It's not that there is no way to go up the mountain, let some police officers go up the mountain first, and leave some people to deal with traffic accidents."

"No, because of the impact of heavy trucks, coupled with the sudden increase in thunderstorms, there was a landslide on that section of the ring road, and now the mountain road has been completely blocked, and there is no way to go up the mountain, so I can only wait for the rain to stop and repair it!"

Mo Hai threw down the phone from the right, rushed to the window of the ward, and after opening the curtains, it was pouring rain outside accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Before coming just now, although it was already raining, it was not heavy, because he had been analyzing the case in the hotel all day, Mo Haiyou did not listen to the weather forecast, and no one told him what the weather would be like tonight.

On the bed, Hibiscus was already crying: "What should I do?" What should I do with my swimming? ”