Two weeks ago, along with Xia Xingran, they were sent to the North City Union Hospital for emergency treatment. The murderer was also arrested and taken to the Beishi Public Security Department to await trial.

After emergency medical treatment, the murderer gradually regained consciousness three days later, and the interrogation officially began.

Without waiting for the interrogators to ask, the murderer first made an unusual request. He said that he would see his family before he would explain the mastermind behind the scenes.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, the public security department immediately contacted the local police according to the phone number and address he said, and brought the person in as quickly as possible.

After the murderer met his family, the criminal police could see through the surveillance device that they were just chatting about how the family's harvest was this year, and whether the rice harvester had come. The murderer's family said it was coming, but there was a bit more rice and now lives at home. The murderer tugged at the corners of his mouth, and only said that he should take it well, and the family had good rice, so he ended the meeting.

After sending his family away, the murderer said that he needed to sort out his thinking, and made an appointment with the judge to explain the facts of the crime and the mastermind behind the scenes tomorrow.

When the prison guards patrolled early the next morning, they saw the murderer sitting there with his back to the cell door, his head drooping, motionless. The prison guards shouted a few times, but the murderer was indifferent. Look at the book

The prison guard secretly screamed badly, immediately opened the cell door and rushed in, turned the murderer and looked at it, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

I saw that the murderer was bare-chested and exposed, the blade of a razor was embedded in his heart, and his chest was connected to the ground, all of which were solidified dark red. His face was pale and gray, his body was cold and stiff, and he had long since lost his breath.

Because of their proximity to the corpse, the guards began to smell the rotting smell in the air. It was very quiet, and the sound of rustling in his ears could be heard, and the prison guard looked down to see that there were many black insects, spiraling up on the murderer's corpse.

The prison guards were so frightened that they felt their scalps tingle, so they hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, and staggered out to call someone.

The criminal police immediately followed the contact information and address to check the murderer's family, but overnight, the murderer's family seemed to have evaporated from the world and could no longer be found.

After hearing this, Wen Jichuan had a general idea in his heart, opened his eyes and asked, "Have you checked it out, doesn't his family have any travel records?"

The female criminal policeman on the side walked over with a folder and flipped it to Wen Jichuan: "Boss, I checked, from the time his family left until today, there has been no record of buying tickets."

"And the surveillance was interrupted and disappeared several times. There is no way to find out where his family was found." Another criminal policeman who was in charge of checking the surveillance said unwillingly with two huge panda eyes.

Wen Jichuan closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds, then said leisurely: "Check the air traffic control, whose private jets have gone out recently."

Those who can have such a ability to hide from the world must not be ordinary people.

The female detective walked out in response and immediately began to make calls.

"Boss, we suspect that your accident may be due to the transnational human trafficking case we investigated earlier." Another detective came over with a blue file box.

"After our investigation and careful layout, as well as the cooperation of Yun Province, its leader has been captured. According to the data of the past few days, the large number of human trafficking has indeed decreased a lot, but there are still many small groups of human trafficking that continue."

"What did the boss say after the trial? I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to do such a thing alone." Wen Jichuan flipped through the documents.

"She said she didn't know, she was only in charge of transit, and as for where the people came from, I didn't know." The criminal police pointed to a string of numbers in the document and said, "We have also checked the account for this remittance, but it has been cancelled. We are in contact with the CBRC for further verification."

Wen Jichuan nodded, looked up at the criminal policemen in front of him, and his eyes were full of approval: "Everyone has worked hard these days. Very well done.".

"Serve the people!" When the criminal police in the house heard this, they immediately stood up straight and saluted Wen Jichuan and said.

Wen Jichuan waved his hand, closed the folder, and turned to walk into another office. He whispered to the criminal policeman next to him who was in charge of summarizing the case, "You follow me to the archives, I want to take a look at Xia Qingyi's case."

The criminal policeman snorted, a little puzzled, and hurriedly searched on the computer, and after a few seconds, he got up and said a little puzzled: "

Minister, Xia Qingyi's case is already an ironclad case."

The so-called iron case is a verdict that has no mistakes, the evidence is conclusive, and cannot be overturned. In such a case, it stands to reason that there is no need to consult it at all.

"I know. Don't make a noise, don't tell anyone, take me to see it." Wen Jichuan's mind flashed the girl who was lying unconscious in the ICU with serious injuries in order to save him, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes.

Xia Xingran has been transferred to the general ward for further treatment. At six o'clock in the evening, with a sound of uneven footsteps, four faces of different looks appeared at the door of the ward, leaning on the door frame and smirking at Xia Xingran.

Xia Xingran couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly raised his hand to beckon them in. I saw that each of the four of them carried several insulated boxes in their hands, walked to Xia Xingran's side with a smile, and put down the small table on the hospital bed.

"What, you're going to the restaurant en masse and packing food for me and coming back?"

Xia Xingran looked at the dishes on the small table one after another, and turned his head to find that there were also on the bedside table, which was quite surprised.

Han Chenluo washed the dishes and chopsticks and handed them to Xia Xingran, looked at her with a worried expression and said, "Sister, are you really concussion? Didn't I promise to cook for you during the day today, and you forgot?"

Xia Xingran's head hurt a little, rubbed his temples, and was stunned for a long time before remembering that he was awakened by food in a coma, and he didn't feel funny.

She glanced at the four nervous imps in front of her, hurriedly pretended to be surprised, and deliberately lied: "I haven't forgotten, it's just that this dish is so well made, I can't believe that Xiao Luo made it for a while."

When the four little ghosts heard this, the tense facial features on their faces gradually relaxed.

The four of them scrambled to pick up the dishes, stuffing Xia Xingran's bowl to the brim, Han Chenluo took another bowl, filled a bowl of black fish soup, and cooled it with a spoon on the side.

"Sister, the black fish is good for wound healing, you can drink more in a while."

Looking at the mountains of dishes piled up in front of him and the milky white steaming fish soup, Xia Xingran only felt warm all over his body, and there was a warm current surging all over his body.

Tears flowed out of his eyes and gently slid down to his mouth, but this time the tears were not bitter at all, they were sweet.

She looked sideways at the glass window of the hospital room, and saw that five figures were clearly reflected in each other.

It's good that this winter, she's not alone anymore.

After Xia Xingran finished eating, the remaining four picked up disposable dishes and chopsticks and ate them, which made Xia Xingran embarrassed.

"It's okay Sister Xia, you are a patient, of course you have to eat first. What's more, we are already naked, so there is no reason to eat first."

The three of them winked at Han Chenluo, Han Chenluo coughed twice uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "You can't stop your mouth when you eat."

Xia Xingran smiled and didn't think deeply, she leaned comfortably on the hospital bed, picked up her mobile phone casually, looked at the date, and suddenly remembered something.

"Xiao Luo, Hao Tian, is there still a week before Huaguo Renmin University opens?"

Han Chenluo and Hao Tian nodded and said in unison, "Well, next Sunday, the freshmen will report, and then they will go to military training on Monday, it will take half a month."

Xia Xingran looked down at the various devices connected to his body, and said with some frustration, "So fast. I'm afraid I won't be able to send you both with this body."

Han Chenluo and Hao Tian sat on Xia Xingran's hospital bed left and right, and said comfortingly, "Sister, don't worry, we will have a companion when we go together. The days to come will be long, and my sister will take care of her body, so she can go whenever she wants."

There was nothing to be done about it, Xia Xingran had to sigh and pray that he would get better soon.

Bai Moyan stood straight outside Xia Xingran's ward with a food box, looking at the warm scene inside with an expressionless face, and listened to their words word for word.

He lowered his eyes, and the gloom in his eyes spread to the limbs. He turned around and casually threw the food box into the trash. Then he lifted his glasses, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, and walked out proudly.

When he arrived outside the ward, he dialed it carelessly

Passed a number, and his voice was restrained, as if suppressing anger that would explode at any time: "Go to the dark street and send me a photo of Han Ranchen, you know what I want."

After hanging up the phone, he looked sideways at the hospital room, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up an intriguing smile.