When I arrived at the hospital, it was all dark. I went straight to the big mouth. But now the big mouth hasn't woken up yet.

I went to the doctor on duty again to ask about the situation. He was sleeping, and this was the deadliest moment of human sleep. When I woke him up, he was a little grumpy, but after seeing that it was me, his attitude eased a lot.

What he means, I'll relax, and I'll wake up tomorrow during the day. He also provided me with a convenience, saying that there was another bed in the big mouth room, and if I really couldn't feel at ease, I would lie on that bed to accompany me.

I said thank you and accepted the suggestion. There was also a special nurse who brought me a brand new set of bedding.

I was so tired that I took off my coat and went in to sleep for a while, but I didn't know what to do, and when I opened my eyes again, it was dark.

I sat up excitedly. There was a nurse next to her who was pulling out the needle for Big Mouth, and I startled her, the needle was not pulled out properly, so that the back of Big Mouth's hand sneered and sneered and spilled blood.

The nurse stared at me as she pressed hard against the bleeding mouth.

I asked her what time it was. The nurse told me, "Six o'clock in the evening." ”

I felt a sense of self-blame and worry in my heart, and said Sun Quan, why are you like a little lazy pig? I slept for more than ten hours, and I didn't go to work another day, if Sister Fen knew that I was so lazy, she wouldn't have to pick me up?

I wondered what to do, but the nurse misunderstood my expression and told me that Dazui woke up for a while at noon, but his mind was still a little confused, and he fell asleep again.

I leaned over to the big mouth bed again. But now he continues to fall asleep, and I can't talk to him if I want to.

I left my phone number for the nurse, which means that the big mouth woke up again and called me. The nurse should come down. I hurried out of the ward again and hid in the hallway to speak.

As a man, sometimes I have to tell some white lies, I made up everything I did today, and after I thought it was seamless, I called Sister Fen.

After connecting it, I was very surprised, Sister Fen not only did not let me report to work, but also told me in a good mood that I had been under a lot of pressure at work recently, so I must rest more, and the weather has become colder, remember to wear a few more clothes.

I was stunned, and after putting down the phone, I thought, this is not like Sister Fen in my impression, how can there be a little vigorous and resolute posture of a goddess detective? Could it be that she just took drugs? What makes the mentality change so much?

I noticed that Daji sent me a text message in the afternoon, asking where I was.

I guessed she had something to do with me, so I called her again, but no one answered.

At this time, the police station has left work early, but I decided to go back and order a little bit and take a turn.

I really didn't expect that as soon as I entered the gate of the police station, I met Liu Wenwen, he didn't leave, and he was in a good mood and took the initiative to greet me.

When I passed by him, I saw that he was holding a thick pile of materials in his hand, the most important thing was a newspaper, in which the title of the identification notice was obvious, and I also recognized it, this pile of materials included the manuscript paper for writing the closing report.

I had a thought, the reason why Sister Fen and Liu Wenwen are like this is because the corpse case is closed?

It's a little hard for me to accept, this case is full of suspicions, why did I sleep lazily all day, and it was solved so smoothly?

I wanted to ask Liu Wenwen, and when I turned my head, I found that he had already gone out of the gate and didn't know where he was going.

At this time, there was movement in the backyard, and it seemed to be quite lively. I hurried to the backyard again.

The funeral home's corpse truck was parked in front of the autopsy room, and two corpse bearers came out on stretchers, and Daji saw them off in the back.

I saw a small part of the drum on the stretcher, and guessed that it was half of Goryeo's corpse.

Just here, I can prove that my guess is correct, the case is indeed closed, and half of Goryeo's body has begun to move to the funeral home.

Daji also noticed me and waved at me. I didn't know the corpse bearer well, so I didn't say hello. I leaned right next to Daji.

We watched the corpse truck leave, and then I asked Daji to ask what had happened.

Daji told me that this afternoon, Mr. Zhang confessed, saying that after their father and son quarreled with Goryeo, he held a grudge, raped Goryeo first and then killed him, scribbled graffiti to vent his anger, and finally abandoned his body in the wilderness.

It is said that since someone confessed, this case can indeed be closed, the question is that I have pondered deeply, has this old man fully explained? Where did the lower half of Goryeo's body go? And what were the tools he used to cook and dismember?

I shared these questions with Daji.

Daji was not involved in the interrogation, and she knew and heard everything. She told me all the rest she knew, and Mr. Zhang said that the lower half of the body was also discarded by him in the suburbs, and the reason why the police did not find it was probably taken away by wild dogs. As for the tools of the crime, it is the cauldron and saw blade at home......

I wasn't happy with this explanation, but I didn't say it to Daji.

There must have been something on my face, and after staring at me for a while, Daji suddenly emphasized to me as if she remembered something, "Circle, go, I'll take you somewhere." ”

I'm curious where to go? Daji didn't say anything, and took the initiative to go to the dispatch there to get a police car key.

I got in the car with her, and I was supposed to drive, after all, I was a man and she was a woman. But I didn't know where to go, so I didn't fight.

Daji's driving skills are very average, but he doesn't drive slowly, and we chatted for a while on the road. Half an hour later, we arrived at our destination.

I was very surprised, and said in my heart that it was a dark day, what are we doing in the Mozhou Detention Center? After pondering it deeply, the father and son of the Zhang family were all detained here, did Daji want to ask the father and son?

The two of us parked the car in front of the reception room, and when we entered, a fat policeman met us.

He's in charge of this part of the reception. Daji and I showed my police ID, and I asked him to help bring Mr. Zhang over.

I thought there was nothing wrong with saying this, but the fat policeman didn't cooperate, stiffened his face, and muttered, "Is it the murderer of the corpse case?" He is in charge of Brother Liu, and if he wants to ask, he has to agree with Brother Liu. ”

I became popular at once, and I also knew that Brother Liu was referring to Liu's article. I was no longer polite to the fat policeman, and asked him instead, "I said comrade, Liu Wenwen and I are both members of the criminal police team, and we are also members of the task force for this corpse dismemberment case, what's the matter?" Do you want our leaders to communicate with your director? ”

I deliberately pressed him, and his face became very bad.

Daji didn't say anything for a while, but then a sentence suddenly came, saying that there was no need to bring someone over, and that we would just go to the "number" to take a look.

In a place like the detention center, the atmosphere in the number is not good, and it is inconvenient to ask questions with so many ears to listen, so I don't understand what Daji is calculating.

But Daji winked at me, and that meant to listen to her. I didn't say anything.

In the end, the fat policeman led the way, and the two of us followed. The fat policeman didn't say a word to the two of us, especially the expression, as if someone had just died in his family.

He fiddled with his phone a few times as he walked. Unlike him, I focused on both sides of the road.

These are all cells with iron bars, and it is not yet time to turn off the lights and go to bed, and many prisoners are staring at us, and some prisoners are walking to the iron bars.

These people are all villains, their eyes are cold, and I feel a little uncomfortable.

In the end, we came to the most remote cell, and I looked through the iron fence to see Mr. Zhang lying on a bed next to the door.

He was so sick that he closed his eyes and didn't realize that there was someone outside, so he fell asleep.

His left trouser leg was still crunched, and I saw that his calves were red and swollen. I chuckled inwardly and looked at each other with Daji.

I know too well why this leg is so virtuous. Within our public security, there is an interrogation artifact, which is a purple-red potion of special characteristics.

Being coated by it is like being eaten by ten thousand ants, and I have heard from a few old colleagues that no suspect can survive a quarter of an hour under this potion.

I guess Liu Wenwen must have used this kind of artifact during his interrogation. I suddenly had an idea that Mr. Zhang had been tortured to extract a confession.

When we observed Mr. Zhang's colleague, a person suddenly sat up on the innermost bed in the cell.

He mainly stared at me and Daji, and shouted, "Fat brother, who are these two?" Well? ”

When I heard this tone, my heart said that he was quite horizontal, and I looked up.

What impressed me the most about this man was the scar on the right side of his face, and the round pits on his head that did not grow long hair were also made during the fight.

I know that there is a trumpet in the number, also called Da You, and it is generally the best bed in this number. I guessed that this scarred face was the big oil of this trumpet.

I think he's finding fault, and he's getting worse and worse. I also thought that I really made Lao Tzu anxious, and brought him to the reception room to have a good "talk".

The fat policeman relieved him and scolded, "Silly Biao, lie down, you have everything!" ”

Silly Biao sneered at me a few times and lay down again.

Daji wasn't as angry as I was, and she secretly pinched me. When I looked back at her in confusion, she said to the fat policeman again, "Brother, we still have something to do, let's go first, thank you for your help today." ”

The fat policeman went through the motions with a few polite words. Daji should go out first.

Over and over again, I really don't understand what Daji thinks. We didn't stop in the reception room either, and got into the police car together.

Daji didn't rush to drive, and asked me if I wanted to take a break from a cigarette.

I realized that she seemed to have something to say to me.

I answered, and felt for the cigarette to light it.

After I took a few puffs, Daji suddenly asked, "Quan'er, do you know the eyes and ears of the prison detective?" ”

I nodded, but the word was mentioned when the instructor was lecturing at the police academy. When the police solve a case, they often use other resources, such as informants or eyes and ears.

The eyes and ears of the prison detectives are mainly the felons in the detention center, and when they are sentenced to a long time, the police will make conditions with them, and once they cooperate with the police, talk to the suspects involved in the case or persuade them to confess, the police will commute the sentences to these eyes and ears.

I'm not stupid, Daji dialed it all out, I understand it all. When I met that stupid biao just now, it should be the eyes and ears of the prison detective that Liu Wenwen was looking for. In depth, Mr. Zhang's confession is likely to have a lot to do with Silly Biao.

I wasn't even interested in smoking cigarettes, and at this moment, a word came out of my subconscious, and my heart said that from all the things considered, was it really too hasty to close the case this time?