I have long felt that Su Mosen, Uncle Chen, and Uncle Xiu have very problematic backgrounds, and I feel that the things they come into contact with are far away from this normal world, with a cold and strange atmosphere.

I feel like I have something cold in my blood, and it doesn't belong to the world.

For a while, I even thought that we had been dead for a long time, that we were all ghosts, and the thought scared me so much that I couldn't sleep for days.

Therefore, there are some things that can be said to Dai Furong, or you can be told to Lou Mingjiang and He Zhiqin, that is because the exchange and sharing of resources can push the progress of the incident forward, and I have no feelings with them, no matter what they think of me, I can not care.

But not here, I don't want Liu Yimin and Hu Hailian and a few police officers who are usually very good to me to have a bad opinion of me because I know some weird knowledge, they are my friends, and even family members, I hope that in their eyes, I am just a beautiful little girl who is slightly smarter than others, no different.

Wang Dongsheng was not reluctant, turned his eyes and continued to talk about Cheng Donglin, saying that his current condition looked like a patient with a disorder, his language ability and mobility were intact, but he had no cognitive ability, and he didn't understand what everything around him was and what it meant. When someone talks to him and asks him questions, he can recognize that the other person is communicating with him, but because he can't recognize the meaning of the language, he can't respond correctly, and he is basically mentally retarded. In the process of collecting evidence from him, he was very obedient and cooperative, without the slightest resistance or unwillingness, probably there were no concepts such as "resistance", "escape" and "shame" in his thinking and consciousness.

The more I listened, the more I felt heavy, a little tightness in my chest and dizziness, and the very uncomfortable feeling I had in the hospital lobby came back, and it was menacing, and the reason was clear.

Because I remembered the boy who woke up in the Blue Sky Rehabilitation Hospital.

The sentence used by the psychiatrist named Wu Sha to describe the condition of Awakening to me was similar to what Wang Dongsheng had just described as Cheng Donglin, so I vaguely wondered if Awakening would have encountered what happened to Cheng Donglin recently.

When I thought about it, I felt all kinds of discomfort and anger in my heart, and I felt painful.

The thought that it might be my brother who woke up, and that he had become mentally handicapped and suffered a lot because of some criminal event that was still unknown, and his whereabouts were unknown, I couldn't get better, my blood was swollen, and I wanted to shout, scold, and even kill.

Xiao Hai took a step towards me, used his body to stabilize my body, and squeezed my wrist as hard as he had just done before, shaking me up from the chaos.

Wang Dongsheng is still continuing to report on the identification work they have done on Cheng Donglin before: blood samples, skin tissue, urine samples, nasal contents, debris in the hair and nails, dirt, adhesives, etc., all taken in duplicate, one has been sent back to his own laboratory for the trace of traces to be tested and tested, and the other has just been sent to the laboratory of the provincial department, in case the equipment here is lacking, the data and reports of the provincial department can be used as soon as possible.

He said: "If you are lucky, maybe you can analyze where he was before the accident from the special substances attached to Cheng Donglin's body, and you can find the base of the people who did these things to him. ”

In addition, Wang Dongsheng couldn't give any explanation for the huge Y-shaped wound left by the autopsy on Cheng Donglin's upper body, and he couldn't even guess, and he was not in favor of removing the stitches for examination without more professional personnel present.

In the last few words, Wang Dongsheng looked at Fu Yuxin and said, because among the people present, he has the highest position, and it is up to him to decide what to do next.

Fu Yuxin sat in the chair, raised two weak hands to wipe his face, stood up, looked at no one, walked out slowly, and said in a shady voice, "I'll make arrangements." ”

Everyone watched him leave, and they were silent.

Hu Hailian's mobile phone rang suddenly, and she went out on the phone, in a hurry, as if the police center had received a call to provide information about the woman named Li Qin, since the media enlarged and released the photo of Li Qin's ID card copy, both the phone and the Internet will receive hundreds of clues every day, and no matter how many police forces are sent to deal with it seriously, they can't deal with it, because they basically read it wrong and admit it, and there has never been a time when they really got useful clues.

There are also some police calls that are simply messing around, I don't know which person's brain is spinning fast, guessing that the woman the media is looking for is the legendary "Hand of God", and posted a post on the Internet, so many people who stand on the side of the "Hand of God" are crazy and want to protect her, sending a lot of misleading clues at the entrance of the network every day, as well as anonymous calls, which have collapsed several police officers in charge of this area, and Hu Hailian sometimes goes over to help deal with some of them.

Wang Dongsheng didn't have anything to say, everyone dispersed, and everyone's backs looked a little heavy.

I whispered to Xiao Hai to go to the door of the ward on the twenty-second floor of the inpatient department to watch at the door of Cheng Donglin, and whoever enters and exits must remember that if there is any situation, it will be dealt with randomly.

She went.

I also instructed Wang Dongsheng to call his subordinates who were guarding outside Cheng Donglin's ward, and instructed them to keep a good guard, no matter who they were, in the absence of the expert and him, not to approach the patient alone, including me to enter.

Wang Dongsheng immediately called and ordered me to go down, and after the call, he asked me nervously what I was worried about.

I shook my head a little panickedly and said, "I don't know, but I just don't have a solid heart, I always feel as if there is a conspiracy, and I can't grasp the key." ”

Wang Dongsheng saw that the green tendons on my forehead burst out, so he quickly helped me to sit down in a less crowded place, then went to the vending machine outside to buy two drinks and came back, sat next to me, opened the drink, handed it to me, and shook my hand vigorously, smiling at me with a warm expression.

I drank the drink in one gulp, looked around, and said to him in a voice that was sure that he would not be heard by others: "What you just said is not entirely true, the kind of medicine that the 'Hand of God' gave to Cheng Donglin should not make him lose his ability to perceive, and the reason why there are no scratches and scratches on his body is because of the effect of the medicine." There is a kind of medicine, called a hundred dead insects. It sounds like the name of a worm, but it is actually a plant, with tongue-shaped flowers, tooth-shaped fruits, growing on graves, born from corpse eating, it has the effect of promoting blood circulation, strengthening the body, and can make wounds heal quickly, and even, it may also have the functions of keeping the skin smooth and elastic, delaying aging, etc., it sounds like a great herb, but it is highly toxic and has huge side effects. Toxicity lies in the amount and time of the drug, if you take too much at one time, or take it for a long time and then accumulate an overdose, you will definitely die, and it is a very terrible way to die - from the inside to the outside, the whole process of decay is very fast, the pain is unbearable, there is no way to save it, you can only watch yourself rot to death. ”

Wang Dongsheng changed color.

I didn't care about his reaction, I just wanted to finish the sentence at once: "The toxins of the dead insects do not need to be extracted, they can be harvested directly, and during the flowering season, the leaves produce a transparent, colorless and odorless liquid like water every minute." Do you remember two years ago, when a forensic doctor from the provincial department came here to inspect the work, and you talked to him about the 'live rotting corpse' incident that occurred in a remote mountain village in Yunnan in the early 90s? I don't doubt it at all, it must have been caused by a hundred dead insects, either ingested by mistake or poisoned. If the dose of that kind of thing is ingested into the body at one time is very small, it will have all kinds of good effects, in addition to the ones I just said, it also has a variety of different effects for different blood types and different physiques, which is very magical, so some people in the Qing Dynasty called it 'fairy water', and for a period of time it was really used as a medicine, but then it was found that the problem was very big, and there were terrible human lives, and the government immediately burned all the medicines and related written records, and also made a cleaning operation, similar to ' In this way, many people were sent into the mountains to get rid of the evil weeds. ”

Wang Dongsheng was stunned and asked me: Will a small dose of intake kill people?

I nodded: "Yes, and it's more terrible, because the poisoning will drag on for a long time." When I was a child, I heard an old lady next door tell a story, saying that a concubine in the Ming Dynasty went to the folk workshop to ask for a magical insect, and put it on her face when she went to bed at night and let it drink blood, so that she could maintain her youth, and she used it for several years, which was really useful. The old lady said that the insect was actually Gu, and it was cursed, and then the concubine began to rot, slowly rotting from the inside out, rotting for half a year and not dying, the emperor ordered someone to get her out of the palace and throw her in the mass grave, it is said that snakes, insects, rats and ants did not dare to approach her, and it took several days to die. When I was young, I listened to a story, and when I thought about it later, I thought that the so-called worm in the story was not a worm, but a poisonous weed called a hundred dead worms. I just said that the dose is small, it will have a good effect, that' Small', really very small, a drop of poison juice diluted with a ton of water, almost barely enough, will have a good effect on the human body, but all those good are not long-term dreams, because after the toxins of the dead insects enter the human body, they can no longer be discharged, not only can not be discharged, but will slowly divide and increase like cells, and become more and more, and when it accumulates to a sufficient amount, it will begin to decay the texture, and because the human body has a certain immunity to it, the speed of decay is much slower than the direct ingestion of large doses of toxins. ”

Wang Dongsheng was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, suddenly took out his mobile phone and stood up, muttering to himself: "This matter is too serious, I have to inform Jiangcheng." ”

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