Chapter 222: He's a Human, I'm a Ghost
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Su Bai got off the plane, Chengdu is the city he has lived in for the longest time, here, he has a lot of memories, maybe, but most of these memories now have to be put in double quotation marks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
I got into a taxi inside the airport, and about half an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of a nursing home.
After getting out of the car, Su Bai frowned slightly, he didn't know why, he always had an ominous premonition lingering in his heart;
For Brother Jiu, Su Bai's mentality is actually very complicated;
In fact, Su Bai is a heartless person, and he is also a very selfish and selfish person, otherwise he wouldn't have come here to see Brother Jiu for a year, this is actually the truest portrayal of Su Bai, you can make excuses for yourself that it is because Brother Jiu didn't regain consciousness anyway, and there is no difference between going and not going, but in fact, the reason why Brother Jiu became like this is also because he helped Su Bai to transport the bronze box, and Su Bai just paid enough for the recuperation fee and basically didn't care, and it was indeed too realisticγ
After entering the door of the sanatorium and registering his identity information, Su Bai found that the doctor at the registration office looked a little wrong, and he looked like he wanted to say something.
"What's wrong?" asked Su Bai.
"Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Su, Mr. Nine passed away a while ago, and our nursing home has already cremated and buried him, because I couldn't contact you at that time, so I can't inform you about it. β
The doctor was sincerely apologizing to Su Bai.
Brother Jiu,
He's dead?
Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, "If I'm not mistaken, I left several contact information in the family file, as well as my friend's contact information, how could you not find me at that time?"
Even if you enter the story world at that time, it is impossible to return without receiving any information.
"However, this is indeed the case, I am sorry, Mr. Su, this is the negligence of our nursing home work, we are willing to waive all the medical expenses of Mr. Jiu in the nursing home for more than a year, and refund all the medical expenses you paid before, this is our sincerity. β
When a nursing home with a semi-official background suddenly becomes so empathetic,
thing
It's certainly not that simple.
Su Bai is not a young otaku who has never been out of the house, what ups and downs have he not seen in the past few years? Whether there is something strange about things, in fact, it will be clear after a little pondering.
"Bang!"
The doctor in front of him was immediately choked by Su Bai and buckled upside down on the desk,
Even if he didn't want to, Su Bai had to choose to be a doctor at this time, he didn't want any compensation, he just wanted to get the truth, he didn't want to play detective and commercial games with these people in the sanatorium during this time.
No questioning, no inquiry,
It's just that I'm constantly increasing the strength of my palm,
The doctor was waiting for the security room to see the camera and immediately come and subdue the thug, but who knew that there was no movement there.
Actually, I don't blame the security room, if Su Bai doesn't even have the ability to deal with a camera now, then he will really be blind to the title of senior audience.
The sound of bones being compressed began to come, Su Bai still looked at the doctor calmly, for Su Bai, killing an ordinary person is really nothing, firstly, there are more lice and they are not afraid of biting, and secondly, the listeners kill a few ordinary people on weekdays, and the radio will turn a blind eye.
In this atmosphere, the doctor finally couldn't hold it anymore, he raised his hands and nodded his head, obviously cowardly ready to tell the truth.
Su Bai let go of his hand and let him speak.
"He died just yesterday morning, he was murdered. β
The doctor said as he rubbed his neck.
"Take me to see the body. Su Bai said, "The corpse has not been disposed of." β
"No, not yet, our sanatorium is doing this just to save its reputation, if it is rumored that a customer in the sanatorium has been murdered, this sanatorium will really not be able to do it in the future, please understand. β
"Where is the body. Su Bai asked again, only this time his voice was a little higher.
The doctor was startled, and immediately nodded, "You come with me." β
Obviously, the doctor also seemed to be aware that Su Bai was not so interested in stalking and asking for compensation to hold the nursing home accountable, and even threatening to make trouble to the media.
In short, as long as Su Bai doesn't make trouble and doesn't publicize this matter, the sanatorium will definitely meet Su Bai's requirements in other aspects as much as possible.
Brother Jiu's body was placed in an independent small courtyard in the sanatorium, where there were several electronic ice coffins, but they were usually kept very closely, because it was necessary to have a place similar to a morgue in the sanatorium, but it was absolutely not for other customers in the sanatorium to see and discover, after all, people were here to recuperate, and they must not blatantly make a morgue like the hospital.
Su Bai stood in front of the ice coffin, stretched out his hand, pressed the button, and the ice coffin slowly lifted in front of him, and a cold air flowed out inside.
The doctor was gone, and an older person similar to the administrator followed Su Bai, and there were a few security guards at the door.
"Where is the wound. Su Bai asked, did he believe that this nursing home with a lot of professional doctors would really not even do an examination of the body of the murdered customer, and they must be more concerned than anyone else if they died here.
"In the chest, it was injected to death, and the toxin has been extracted and tested, which is a relatively high-grade type of neurotoxin, and the rate of death is very fast. The old man said.
Su Bai looked at Brother Jiu, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice: "At least, you died without any pain." β
"It's not painful, that kind of neurotoxin is used to kill, it's too cost-effective. The old man interjected beside him, "In the market, this is a sky-high price." β
"The body will be kept with you for a while, no problem, right?
I won't publicize it, I won't publicize it, and I won't bother to ask you for any compensation, but I hope that when I come back after a while, the body will no longer exist. β
"Yes, this is a mistake on our part and we should be held responsible. β
Su Bai then walked out of the sanatorium under the escort of several security guards, and not long after he got out of the sanatorium, the phone rang, it was Gongzihai's phone.
"Hey. Su Bai answered the phone.
"Hey, Su Bai, what about you, you're not in Shanghai anymore?" Gongzihai asked on the other end of the phone.
"Well, I'm in Chengdu. β
"How can you do this, didn't we say okay, you ......"
"I'm trying to get back in time. After Su Bai finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
As soon as I hung up the phone, another call came, and it was the fat man.
"Hey, Dabai, it's a big deal, damn it!"
The fat man also came back, but instead of taking a plane back to Chengdu like Su Bai, he first took the high-speed rail to a city next to Chengdu, and then rented a car and went to his hometown, the whole of Sichuan, and Chengdu is a large plain area, and the rest of the places are mainly mountainous areas, so in order to save time, the fat man also suffered a lot of hardship.
Of course, according to the fat man's temperament, Su Bai almost killed him at the door of the house, and the fat man must be difficult to let go, but when Su Bai put the two photos in front of the fat man, the fat man was stunned for a moment, then sighed, patted Su Bai on the shoulder, and said: "I couldn't fully understand your mental illness before, but this time, I understand." β
Then, without saying a word, the fat man went two separate ways with Su Bai, and went back to his hometown in Sichuan to help Su Bai find out the bronze box he had placed before.
"What's the matter. β
Su Bai was actually not very surprised, the death of the ninth brother was obviously not an occasion, and the people in the sanatorium also said that the neurotoxins used to kill the ninth brother were very expensive, and it was so expensive that it was used to kill a person who was not conscious.
This also means that all along, there is a person who has actually stood in the shadows, looking at himself, waiting for himself, but he should have known what he had discovered, so he immediately launched it and cut off all the clues and people related to him.
Therefore, Su Bai was really not surprised at all about the bronze box on the fat man's side.
"Damn, I originally put that bronze box under a temple Buddha statue on the mountain and put a seal on it, but when I first went up the mountain, I found that the temple was gloomy, and when I entered, I found that the only old monk in the temple had fallen on the futon and died, and the bronze box was gone. β
"Can you tell the exact time? The time of the death of the two monks. Su Bai asked.
"I guess it's only half a day ago at most, less than a day. The fat man surveyed the corpses of the two monks and calculated.
"Okay, fatty, you drive from your hometown to Chengdu, and I drive from Chengdu to your hometown. β
"Isn't it, Dabai, are you sure that person will be intercepted by our luck so well?" the fat man obviously didn't believe it, "Maybe he has already returned to Chengdu to take a plane to other places, and maybe even casually drill into the mountains." β
"It's not us who go to him, it's who lets him come to us. Su Bai smiled slightly, but there was a coldness in his eyes.
"He's coming for us?" the fat man was clearly a little puzzled.
"He can't,
It is impossible to be willing to let a ghost run around, and it is impossible to be willing to hide behind the scenes all the time, like a stinky ditch rat, secretly kill someone, take the box, and hide in the gutter safely.
Because he thinks that he is a human being, and I am a ghost, so he always has to be hypocritical. β