Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

When getting into the car, He Wei sat in the driver's seat, reached out and slammed the door.

"The words "for your own good" are really harmful."

Bai Ji'an said: "Yes. I originally thought that only children were affected by it, but I didn't expect that the elderly would be the same."

He Wei shrugged, "To be honest, I can't even tell myself what to do for your own good."

Just like unhealthy food, if a person who wants to eat it keeps eating it, it will affect his health, but he will also gain happiness.

It's just that this happiness varies depending on people's physical conditions. Some people may have adverse reactions soon, and some people may just eat like this for a lifetime.

Is it right for the Gu siblings to ask their mother to take medicine?

She was right to be sick.

But does his mother want to eat it?

She was resistant to medicine.

Children are here for their old mother, okay?

Yes.

So is the old mother happy?

She was in pain.

"I don't understand, I don't understand." He Wei started the car and stepped on the accelerator while saying: "It seems that we are not suitable for judging right and wrong. We are only suitable for peeling off the cocoons and finding out the truth."

On the way to the police station, Bai Ji'an was not idle either. He found Dr. Zhou Mingyu's phone number and dialed it. The number was rang at first. About half an hour later, Zhou Mingyu called him back.

"Do you think a person who falls into a coma will have the chance to recover before death?"

Bai Ji'an nodded, "Yes. Because as far as I know, Yuan Shufen fell into a coma three days before her death. So I want to confirm with you now whether the patient will really wake up suddenly."

"I understand what you mean." Zhou Mingyu said: "According to Mrs. Yuan's previous state, it is possible to wake up or not."

After getting the exact answer, He Wei's car stopped.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Ji'an followed He Wei to the police station responsible for this case. There, under the leadership of He Wei, Bai Ji'an met An Yuyuan.

The real An Yuyuan is two times thinner than the An Yuyuan in Zhang Lan's photo. She is stooped, her face is sallow, and her whole body exudes despair.

"Any more questions? I have nothing to say." An Yuyuan lowered her eyes, as if talking to herself.

Bai Ji'an said, "Did you really kill the person?"

"If you say yes, it is."

"What kind of attitude do you have?" He Wei frowned. He was irritated by An Yuyuan's dead-will attitude. "You admit it, it doesn't matter even if you are convicted of murder, right? You don't care anymore. , haven’t you ever thought that your children will have to bear the fact that their mother is a murderer?”

"I don't have children. My husband died early and my children died too. I'm alone, it doesn't matter."

Bai Ji'an reached out and patted He Wei's thigh to signal him to calm down.

Then, he said calmly: "This is not a question of whether you have anything to do with it. The truth of the case must come to light. Everything cannot be over just because you confessed."

"Didn't you find the evidence? I plead guilty, what else do you want?"

An Yuyuan raised her head and was a little surprised when she saw Bai Ji'an. From now on, she had always thought that the people asking questions were still familiar-looking police officers.

"Do you hate Yuan Shufen?"

An Yuyuan's expression changed instantly. She looked at Bai Ji'an in disbelief, as if she had been greatly wronged, "Why should I hate her? She is just a poor old man who can't even leave her bed."

Bai Ji'an suddenly changed his face, "Perhaps, something happened while you were taking care of her that no one else knew about. She scolded you, complained to your children, deliberately made trouble, wanted to fire you, said bad things, and made things difficult for you. You, scold..."

"That's enough!" An Yuyuan stared with red eyes and her lips were trembling, "Stop slandering the deceased. She is already very pitiful. Do you know how much determination a person has to make when he decides to end his life? ?!”

"So." Bai Ji'an returned to his original tone, "You are saying that old Yuan Shufen decided to end his life on his own. And you are innocent? Then why did you plead guilty?"

There are many people's fingerprints on the oxygen tube, except An Yuyuan's.

This is not called evidence at all.

An Yuyuan shook her head, "No, I'm not innocent either. Because, I helped her."

That night, An Yuyuan leaned on the hospital bed next to Yuan Shufen and watched videos.

Logically speaking, since Yuan Shufen was in a coma, she only had to lift the quilt every now and then to see if she had peed on the bed.

Who knows, not long after nightfall, a rustling sound came from around me.

At that moment, An Yuyuan clearly felt as if her heart had stopped for a beat.

She admitted she was a little scared.

She swallowed nervously and turned to look.

Yuan Shufen was staring at her with yellow eyes on the hospital bed.

At this time, Yuan Shufen was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.

Although the body is scarier than the head, at least the parts below the neck are covered. Unlike the head, the shape of the skull inside can be clearly seen through the flesh.

An Yuyuan was shocked, but her expression remained unchanged.

She knew that she was just a smooth mirror at this moment.

She was worried that the old man would feel sad when he saw her frightened expression.

"You're here." Yuan Shufen looked at her, his throat hoarse.

"It's me." An Yuyuan quickly got out of bed. She came to the bedside, happy from the bottom of her heart, "You're awake. Did you know that you've been unconscious for a long time?"

"I know." Yuan Shufen paused and asked with difficulty, "Where are they?"

"Your children have all gone back. They come back to see you every day during the day, and I am here at night."

Yuan Shufen turned her head with great effort, looked at the white ceiling, and shouted: "Girl, thank you for your hard work."

An Yuyuan has lost her mother since she was a child, and her grandmother raised her alone. What a coincidence, that's what her mother called her before she died.

"girl."

"I am so sad."

An Yuyuan's eyes were filled with tears, and Yuan Shufen's weak state made her dare not interrupt.

"I don't want to leave the sin to them. I want to do it myself."

As she spoke, Yuan Shufen raised her hand with difficulty. She wanted to touch something, but she couldn't.

An Yuyuan asked anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

"Oxygen, oxygen. Pull it out."

"No!" An Yuyuan held her hand: "The doctor said that removing the oxygen will make it difficult for you to breathe and you will die soon."

"I just want to die."

Yuan Shufen looked at An Yuyuan in despair, her pillow wet with muddy tears. Her mouth was open and her tongue was black.

"I, please, don't stop me."

An Yuyuan was shocked by Yuan Shufen's appearance.

She felt cold all over and had no choice but to loosen the hand holding her.

An Yuyuan just looked at her, watching as she stretched out her skeleton-like hand and moved it closer to her nose, little by little. She frowned, and a thin layer of sweat quickly appeared on her forehead as she moved.

Both times, she tried so hard to reach out, but she just didn't have the strength to raise her hand to touch her nose.

An Yuyuan looked at her, feeling as if her heart was being pulled by an invisible hand.

She reached out and slowly held her shaking arm.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at her and said, "I'm here to help you."

In an instant, the tip of Yuan Shufen's nose turned red.

"Thank you, thank you, girl."

Yuan Shufen will not die immediately after removing the oxygen tube.

This blank time is also An Yuyuan's most painful moment.

Emotionally, she couldn't help but help Yuan Shufen, who was in pain, but she couldn't accept the fact that she was facing her imminent death alone.

Yuan Shufen seemed to have noticed this, and she opened her mouth, hoping that An Yuyuan could talk to her.

Whatever you say, she wants to hear it.

Bai Ji'an looked at An Yuyuan, "But when it was dark, you still chose to go to the nurse's station."

"Yes, because I regret it. I shouldn't have done that."

"You should indeed regret it. No matter what Yuan Shufen's wishes were, you could not help her commit suicide without even notifying her children."

The truth came out.

He Wei looked back at the door of the police station and said: "Helping others complete suicide. This kind of case is really rare."

Recalling that when An Yuyuan learned that helping others commit suicide, regardless of whether the person who committed suicide left a disclaimer or suicide note, it was considered intentional homicide, she cried and said: "The result is the same, so why waste time asking me anymore. "

Bai Ji'an answered her on the spot, "It's different. Even if the results are the same, it can at least prove that you are not a murderous demon."

"What did I say last time?" He Wei said: "The living conditions have improved, and I need to learn some legal knowledge. If An Yuyuan had known that the result would be like this, she would not have helped Yuan Shufen commit suicide no matter what."

Bai Ji'an affirmed: "Old Yuan Shufen will definitely not choose to implicate others."

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When I saw my diagnosis, I had mixed feelings.

In fact, I am a layman who misses the world.

My wife is twelve years older than me and died thirty years ago.

He was 72 years old at the time and I was only 60 years old.

Fortunately, all four children were married and started businesses at that time, and the eldest, second and third children all had children of their own.

Only the fourth child got divorced without having children.

It's what I miss the most.

I made some insinuations, hoping to hand over the greatest legacy in my hands to the fourth child a hundred years later.

Fortunately, each of the three children is open-minded and lives a prosperous life. They all understood the hardship of the fourth child, and after knowing what I meant, no one said much.

My children are very filial.

After they heard that I was sick, they came over to see me and take care of me, regardless of their age.

As time went on, I became sicker and sicker.

Slowly, the disease not only eroded my body, but also entered my head, destroying my mind.

Regarding the number of hospitalizations, to be honest, I have lost count.

I only remember that it has been five years since the end of 2018.

Five years is a long time.

Not only the doctor, the child, but also myself gradually lost the patience for treatment.

At first, I could still use my wheelchair to go out for a walk, to bask in the sun and enjoy the breeze. During the New Year and holidays, I see my grandchildren and children surrounding me, chirping like little birds, calling me my wife.

Slowly, my condition began to deteriorate.

I gradually became unable to get out of bed, and the only exercise I could do was to sit up and eat with the help of others.

Later, I even lost the ability to sit up. I can only rely on my children to feed me food with a spoon and water with a straw.

As time went by, I finally started to get tired of myself.

Every time I wake up from my sleep, I look at the same windows and scenery. I was thinking, why, why am I not dead yet?

In fact, I am a happy person.

Just be hospitalized.

I have family members visiting me every day.

They carried all kinds of gifts, frowned, and said words of concern for me with tears in their eyes.

I lay on the bed and watched their faces looking down at me.

That is the most beautiful and lovely face in my heart.

But as my condition worsened, the faces that kept telling me that I needed to take medicine, get injections, and be rescued to survive gradually became hideous.

They were like a monster with a smiling face, holding all kinds of weapons, surrounding me, trying thousands of ways to extend my life.

I was scared, but I didn't resist.

I knew who the faces of these monsters were, and I knew they were the way they were because I was sick.

They couldn't bear to leave me.

I can't bear to leave them either.

Before I died, I looked out of the only window in the ward. There was no starry sky here, and there was no moon symbolizing reunion.

There was only a dark sky.

Not beautiful at all.

But I don't know why, I have never been so attached to the world.