There's a point in the team

Xiao Ye was quickly transferred from the ICU to the general ward. Cui Jingfeng and Zhang Hua, another colleague in the department, stayed outside Xiao Ye's ward in shifts.At noon, when my colleagues came back to change shifts after eating, Cui Jingfeng went directly to the hospital cafeteria for convenience, and simply settled for lunch.When I returned to the ward, I saw Zhang Hua sitting on a stool in the corridor, with his head raised and his eyes closed, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Zhang Hua is famous in the police station as a heavy smoker. I heard that when he was the craziest, he could smoke three packs of cigarettes a day without stopping.Although Zhang Hua smokes fiercely, unlike other smokers who have yellow teeth, Zhang Hua's teeth are particularly white.

Therefore, he was given the name "Zhang Da Ya" by the criminal

Xing Zui once taunted him: "If you eat cigarettes all day like you do, someday let Mu Sen take out your two lungs, maybe you can make ten catties of tar."

Cui Jingfeng knew that Zhang Hua was addicted to cigarettes, and joked: "The hospital doesn't allow smoking. If some little nurse sees it later, it will ruin your brother Hua's image."

Zhang Hua opened his eyes and sneered: "I just smell it," then raised his chin and said, "The boy's parents are finally here."

Cui Jingfeng approached the ward, and through the glass door, he saw a middle-aged man and woman, they looked like a couple, unlike most parents who saw their son comatose in the hospital, at least their mother would cry to death.However, Xiao Ye's parents were extremely calm, as if they were used to watching life and death, they stood silently beside the hospital bed and did not speak.

"Tsk tsk, my son walked around the gate of hell, and the parents just appeared at this time. You said... Could this kid be a picked child?"

"The child's parents are doctors. The profession of a doctor is similar to ours. I wish I could be on the job for 360 days for five days and 360 days for six days. Maybe I really can't get away from it."

Zhang Hua disagrees: "You said...how could a good high school student choose to commit suicide? It's nothing more than family reasons or academic pressure. If it's a little more messy, it means that he was trapped by love early. But I read Xiao Ye's information, and his grades are good, but he didn't fall in love early , then there are family reasons.”

Just as he was talking, a person came from the other end of the corridor, and Cui Jingfeng's gaze fell on that person inadvertently.The man is tall, probably around 27 or [-] years old, and has the elegant temperament of an ancient scholar.

When he got closer, the eyes hidden under the frame were quite amazing, with slender tails and a bit of sharpness and arrogance.The man seemed to be aware of Cui Jingfeng's gaze, and when he raised his eyes, the eyes of the two overlapped.Cui Jingfeng realized that he had lost his composure, so he pretended to be indifferent and averted his eyes at will.Unexpectedly, the man approached and stopped directly outside Xiao Ye's ward.Almost at the same time, the door of the ward opened, and Xiao Ye's parents came out.The eyes of both of them were slightly red and swollen, their faces were gloomy, and the unconcealable fatigue seemed to overflow their eye sockets.

"Doctor Yuan, you don't need to make a special trip."

The man called Doctor Yuan by Xiao Ye's mother spoke:

"I came to see Xiao Ye. In the last two days, he didn't go to my place, and he didn't answer my phone calls. I didn't expect this to happen." The man's tone was casual and cold.

Xiao Ye's father raised his wrist to check the time, "His mother and I will have surgery later, Dr. Yuan, please take care of Xiao Ye for us, and call me when he wakes up."

The man nodded slightly.

Before Xiao Ye's parents left, they glanced at Cui Jingfeng and Zhang Hua in the corridor outside the ward, and left in a hurry without saying anything.

Zhang Hua muttered: "Tch...don't wait to see us...you said if it wasn't for you, they would still see their son again?"

Cui Jingfeng didn't say anything, and before the man entered the ward, he showed his police ID.

"I'm Cui Jingfeng from the Criminal Police Team 24. Our police are working on a case recently. Xiao may also be related to this case. The police have sent someone to protect him [-] hours a day. May I ask who you are?"

The man pushed his glasses and nodded slightly: "I am Xiao Ye's psychiatrist, Yuan Shu."

"Psychiatrist? Does Xiao also have any mental illness?"

The man raised his eyes, and then said: "He has autism since he was a child. When he was 12 years old, his parents brought him to me. I found that he is not only autistic, but also moderately depressed. Although so I have been receiving drugs and psychotherapy for many years, but you should be clear... There are many drugs in this world, but none of them can cure mental illness."

Cui Jingfeng didn't have much contact with Xiao, and he didn't even say a word. Even though he had read his information, it didn't record that Xiao also suffered from mental illness.No need to think about it, it was his parents who deliberately concealed it.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Cui Jingfeng nodded.

"He's clean...you better leave him alone."

Yuan Shu put down a sentence of unclear meaning, then opened the door and walked into the ward.

To be honest, even if Xing Zui determined that Xiao was related to this case, Cui Jingfeng was still not sure why Song Xinsheng's death was related to a high school student.But what he can confirm now is that Xiao is not an ordinary high school student.

Song Mingguo woke up, and received a call from his colleague early in the morning. Xing Zui drove straight to the hospital and came across a fruit shop on the way. Coincidentally, the flower shop was next door to the fruit shop.For flowers and fruits, Xing Sin resolutely chose the latter.

When he arrived at the ward, Song Mingguo's complexion was much better than yesterday, and he returned to his usual state of not being angry and self-imposing.The assistant is serving Song Mingguo for breakfast.Criminals usually dislike the kind of people who obviously have hands and feet but want clothes to stretch out their hands and food to open their mouths.This is by no means a hatred of the rich, it is simply disgusting.Song Mingguo was not surprised by the sudden appearance of the crime.

"Excuse me, Mr. Song, are you better?"

Song Mingguo narrowed his eyes slightly, forming obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a polite smile appeared on his face.

"It's Captain Xing, thank you for your concern, it's much better."

Song Mingguo took a group of people to the police station two days ago, and issued a warning for the crime in a fake manner.Today, he behaved so easy-going and approachable again, as if that scene had never happened before.The crime is slandering in his heart: the old fox is worthy of being an old fox, and he is different from other old foxes. He hides a knife in his smile, but he hides a smile in his knife.

Xing Zui handed over the fruit basket to Song Mingguo's assistant. He was a middle-aged man, about the same age as Song Mingguo, and he was a serious person.

"This is a small gift from me on behalf of our entire Criminal Police Brigade in Dangcheng. I hope Mr. Song will recover soon."

"Captain Xing is too polite, thank your colleagues for me."

After some polite foreplay, the crime returned to the topic.

"Mr. Song, I'm here today and I want to confirm something with you."

It was expected that Xing Zui would ask such a question, Song Mingguo said, "Captain Xing wants to ask why I sent someone to guard Xincheng's house?"

Xing Zui said: "Although Mr. Song Xinsheng's house is not the first scene of the crime, but you just sent someone to rush in so rashly, if there are any clues, it will be destroyed like this, which will delay the process of handling the case and increase the workload of the police. Of course, the outside world will only say that our police are incompetent. I know that Mr. Song did not intend to interfere with the progress of the police investigation, but is it... inappropriate for you to do so?"

Song Mingguo said: "Captain Xing said that I lacked consideration in this matter, but I didn't do this to delay Captain Xing's handling of the case."

Song Mingguo paused, and at this moment, the assistant on the side followed his words.

"The chairman sent someone to guard the house. It is the mage's intention. Master Song died in vain. The souls of people who died in vain are different from the souls of ordinary people after old age, illness and death. The mage wants to rescue the young master. No one can enter or leave the house recently. , so I sent people to guard it. The chairman did this only in the hope that the soul of Young Master Song could be reborn as soon as possible. Captain Xing doesn’t have to worry that our people will destroy the clues, because our people will not go in. Moreover, after three days, the ritual is over After that, our people will leave on their own.”

Criminal didn't want to investigate whether this answer is true or false, he said indifferently:

"Then why did Mr. Song send someone to kidnap your son's friend, Ge Fei, and the other two victims? And to inflict violence on the three of them. It is not ruled out that there is an intention to hurt others..."

Before the crime was finished, Song Mingguo's secretary interrupted him:

"Captain Xing... You said that we sent people to kidnap people. Although I don't know where you heard about this, don't your police often say that everything must be based on evidence?"

Xing Zui had a long-awaited draft in his heart, and said righteously: "The evidence is that the leader of this gang of kidnappers was caught by us on the spot, and he confessed that Mr. Song really appointed them for this operation..."

Criminal raised his eyes and looked at the assistant: "...you should be Xue Lishang, Mr. Xue. We found a number in the robber's mobile phone. It has been confirmed that this number belongs to Mr. Xue."

When Xue Lishang heard it, his face remained unchanged.

"I lost my mobile phone a few days ago. I haven't had time to report the loss of the number. It just so happened that the chairman was hospitalized these days, so I forgot about it for a while. But I have two numbers. I have been using my work number for the past few days. The lost one It's a private number, and I usually work a lot and rarely use it, so it doesn't matter..." As he spoke, Xue Lishang took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

"By the way. The robber caught by your police should... be called Chen Ken. This person was a bodyguard hired by the chairman before, but he had a problem with his style. He was arrested by the police for taking drugs and fighting. The chairman felt sorry for him. Well, Nian is still responsible in his usual work, so he specially asked me to release him on bail several times. I didn't expect that he would not change after repeated admonitions, and this time he would wrong the chairman."

The corner of Xing Gui's mouth curled up.It seems that coming here today is really not the right choice... Would a well-known real estate tycoon feel sympathetic to a local hooligan?This reason is not far-fetched, it is simply "talking about badgers blindfolded, talking nonsense with open eyes"

Who doesn't know that capitalism like Song Mingguo has always been a ruthless character who eats people without spit out bones, and uses all means to remove obstacles before achieving their goals.Being put on a priest's aura at this moment, isn't that slapping the "authentic priest" in the face?

Criminals didn't want to waste time on lip service, so they simply turned a blind eye.It is important to find out the murderer now. As for these small tricks that Song Mingguo did behind the scenes, he will pay the price sooner or later.

"Then don't bother me, Mr. Song, take a good rest."

After talking about Xing Zui, he walked out of the ward, stopped at the door, Xing Zui didn't look back, and said:

"Catching criminals is the job of the police. It's better for Mr. Song not to get involved."

After Xing Zui left, Song Mingguo's eyes darkened instantly...

Then I want to see how long it will take you bastards to find the murderer who killed Xincheng.

Xing Zui didn't go back to the bureau, and went directly to the ward where Xiao Ye was on the third floor.Cui Jingfeng stayed up all night last night, and Zhang Hua was supposed to take over at this point.As a result, just as Cui Jingfeng received his call, he was still blocked on the road.When Xing Zui saw Cui Jingfeng, he was shocked by his haggard appearance.

"You were sucked by Nie Xiaoqian last night? Where's Zhang Big Ya?"

Cui Jingfeng leaned on the bench in the corridor, "There is a traffic jam, we may have to wait."

"What's up now, baby?"

"Wake up, but...he doesn't want to talk, even if his parents are here."

"Okay, you go back, don't come at night, I'll ask Qingming to give you a night. I won't use it tomorrow, old man Song probably won't do anything recently."

"The clues are all broken now, and we have searched for so many days, but there is no clue at all." Cui Jingfeng paused, pinched his brows, and looked tired.

"Who is the murderer?"

Xing Zui sat beside him, stretching his legs. "Who is the murderer? This question will be answered sooner or later."

The two were silent for a moment, Cui Jingfeng patted Xing Zui on the shoulder, and stood up suddenly.

"I'm leaving"

But Xing Zuo suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a moment"

Cui Jingfeng turned around and waited for him to finish, when something flew towards him.Cui Jingfeng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he held the unknown object in the palm of his hand.Open the palm of your hand and see that it is a candy.

"Sweets help stimulate the brain's release of dopamine, which relieves your depression."

Xing Zui said, and stuffed a candy into his mouth.

Cui Jingfeng smiled

"Thanks"