It has been two years since Chu Yu took over as the director of the "Superman Division", plus the one year her father took her as an intern. This time, the heart suddenly mentioned the throat, and suddenly plummeted, like a roller coaster. Has the good psychological quality in the past retired early
She doesn't know what she's worrying about, worried that the criminal is free? This is something the police should be bothered about. Are you worried about Xia Yihan's safety? Possibly, if she was actually taken by criminals, the safety of life would be...
Wait, no no no.
Chu Yu was blown away by the cold wind and jolted, and his brain, which had just turned into a paste, returned to normal in an instant, and began to function normally.
She felt that something was wrong just now, but the task force was busy deploying tasks, interrupting her train of thought. Now, as soon as she exited the conference room and calmed down, many doubts appeared in her mind.
If the murderer is someone else and tries to take Xia Yihan away, then when he opens the door of room 710, Xia Yihan will definitely not obey. She can't talk to other people now, how can she be willing to go with them
If the murderer used medicine to make Xia Yihan unconscious and carried her out, there was a distance from the inpatient department to the parking lot, and he had to pass the garden. Although it was night, carrying a person on his back would definitely be quite conspicuous and would attract the attention of others.
So if she wanted to take Xia Yihan away without knowing it, unless she voluntarily cooperated, she followed closely behind the murderer in the dark, walked to the parking lot, got into the car and lay on the back seat, evading the security check.
And if so, there is only one possibility: Xia Yihan and the murderer are from the same party.
The police didn't know Xia Yihan, they only knew that she was mentally ill, introverted, and would obey the doctor's arrangement, like a child who could be tricked away with a piece of candy.
But Chu Yu knew that, not to mention a single piece of candy, even if the candy factory was moved, Xia Yihan wouldn't even take a look at it. No one can force her to do what she doesn't want to do.
After trying to understand this, although she still couldn't identify the murderer, Chu Yu felt inexplicably relieved, her little heart thumped up confidently, subconsciously, she didn't want Xia Yihan to be hurt, and she wanted to dig further into her story.
In fact, after last night's hypnosis, Chu Yu had already determined that Xia Yihan's purpose in coming to the mental hospital was not simple. She learned that she had something on her mind - in a place full of locust blossoms, there were many broken houses, and there was a man lying in the broken house.
Chu Yu guessed that the man was either very important to Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan witnessed a special scene about him and left an indelible psychological impression, or he was just an image, lying on the bed in the room, symbolizing depression and death.
No matter what kind it was, it was Xia Yihan's unspeakable mind. She dug three feet in her heart and buried it, refusing to be hypnotized and open to others.
From this point of view, Xia Yihan was very aware of her illness, but she disguised it, she came here, but not to cure her, she restrained herself, being a quiet beauty, but driving others crazy.
After the hypnosis, Chu Yu had already made a decision. Originally, he wanted to come here today to negotiate with Hu Bin, go through the formalities, and transfer Xia Yihan to the Supernormal Person Research and Investigation Office. There is a special ward and treatment equipment on the third floor. The little boy Song Qingyang recovered his ability to take care of himself there, and now he is alive and kicking, becoming a mature mace.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked on her front foot, an accident happened on her back foot. In the blink of an eye, Hu Bin was lying on the operating table, unconscious.
Chu Yu was trapped in memories, and his thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Liu Jing hurried over and pulled Yang Qiong to ask, "Sister Yang, my phone is gone, and the police are here soon. Can I report a case?"
As soon as Yang Qiong heard this, she immediately became furious, "The police are busy with business, how can they have the energy to find you a broken phone, do you want to find out about the ten dollars you lost a few days ago, and let the police uncle come with them. done?"
Liu Jing was embarrassed and stammered when she spoke, "No... No, I'm thinking that if my cell phone has something to do with President Hu... "
This time, before Yang Qiong's anger came out, she was interrupted by Chu Yu, "When did you drop your phone?"
"I don't know when it fell, because I just found it when I touched the pocket of my clothes, but I remember the last time I saw it, it was at lunch time yesterday, about 1 o'clock, and I have been busy until now, and I have no time to look at my phone."
Chu Yu nodded and glanced at the outpatient building. Because of an accident, the building was brightly lit, and people kept coming in and out. Many colleagues stayed up late at their posts.
"One thing to trouble you, ask your colleagues on duty these days if anyone's cell phone is lost. After the statistics are done, borrow someone else's cell phone and call me."
Liu Jing didn't know what Chu Yu wanted to do, but she had an authoritative effect in her whole person, and when she spoke, it seemed that she could smash the ground with a sound, so Liu Jing didn't ask anything, she turned around and ran to the outpatient building. , open the "Mobile Survey" task.
Yang Qiong didn't understand how a cell phone was related to the attack, so she couldn't help asking, "Doctor Chu, why are you looking for the missing cell phone?"
Chu Yu tilted his head, thoughtfully, "All the patients in the hospital don't have cell phones, right?"
"Yes, before hospitalization, the mobile phone will be handed over and kept by us, because the mobile phone is exposed to too much information from the outside world, which may disrupt the treatment and aggravate the patient's condition."
"Then what would happen if the patient managed to steal the nurse's cell phone?"
Yang Qiong recalled, "This kind of thing really happened. People in a ward colluded and stole several. They would hide in the toilet, play games all night, or talk nonsense on some websites, saying that they are not crazy. , just a performance artist who landed in the mortal world."
Chu Yu smiled, knowing that Yang Qiong didn't understand what she meant. Ordinary patients who steal their mobile phones will indeed race against time to play, but if they have ulterior motives, things are not so simple, because she can obtain information from the outside world. Contact, almost everything.
Soon, Chu Yu received a call from Liu Jing—everyone's cell phone was there, but hers was lost.
Chu Yu knew that Liu Jing was the nurse who was in charge of delivering meals to Xia Yihan during the day. At noon, after she finished delivering meals, she would eat by herself, so she brought her mobile phone with her in advance and watched it for a while during the lunch break. Come on, the phone should have been taken away by Xia Yihan.
It seems that the direction of the case is even more bizarre.
An ambulance suddenly came out of the inpatient department and roared towards the gate. Chu Yu followed its back with her eyes. She knew that Hu Bin was lying inside. Team Liu just gave the hospital a suggestion. The victim was transferred to the city's first hospital and received the best treatment. I hope he will wake up soon.
That's what they said, but Chu Yu knew very well that the police suspected that there were ghosts in the hospital, and they were afraid that Hu Bin would not be safe here. It's a murder!
The police should now be concentrating on identifying who in the hospital has a job or financial conflict with Hu Bin, or who is coveting the position of the director.
Yang Qiong also watched the ambulance go away, with heavy sorrow in her eyes. It was not yet dawn, the street light fell into her eyes, and there was a slight water light. It seemed that she wanted to cry on the spot, crying , "My dean, you are really suffering!"
Chu Yu turned to look at her, and for some reason, the plot of such a bitter drama appeared in his mind.
"President, his life is really hard." Yang Qiong lowered his head and whispered.
"Why?" Chu Yu felt that she meant something, not just this serious injury.
Yang Qiong looked up and looked at Chu Yu in surprise, "Don't you know, the tragedy six years ago?"
Chu Yu frowned, and the milky white light of the moon sprinkled on her side face, like a line of morning and evening, which outlined the contours of her face extremely finely, and even the doubts in her eyes were a little deeper.
Six years ago, she was still abroad, under the double pressure of psychology and neurology. She often slept in the library. Every day she looked at her mobile phone in seconds, and she had no chance to pay attention to domestic news.
"Six years ago, President Hu's niece was doing an internship in the hospital, and President Hu arranged her to be the assistant of Dr. Chen in the radiology department, but on the second day of the internship, she was found dead in the cold room. Frozen in the cabinet after an overdose of fentanyl."
Chu Yu's eyes widened. She had never heard of Hu Bin, or even her father, about this matter. Did the two of them tacitly conceal it
"Who is the murderer?"
Yang Qiong shook her head, "This is an unsolved case. Although it has not been withdrawn, and within the validity period of the prosecution, the Municipal Bureau has sent people to investigate twice, and the Provincial Department has conducted a murder case supervision, but they have not been able to solve the case."
Six years ago, his niece was killed in the hospital. Six years later, Hu Bin was attacked again and almost died. Who was his family provoked? How big of a beam does this have to be, to kill two people in a row
"After the incident, is President Hu okay?" After Chu Yu returned to China, every time he saw him, he looked positive and optimistic, and he couldn't see the vicissitudes of losing a loved one at all.
"He didn't come to work for a long time, but the news was blocked, and few people knew and talked about this matter, and because he was a psychiatrist, he adjusted himself. After that, he concentrated on treating the hospital. Patients who are mentally ill because of the loss of their loved ones can also be regarded as turning grief into strength.”
Chu Yu was silent for a while, and gave a compliment to Dean Hu, wishing him a good life and a safe life... Peace after death.
"Head Nurse Yang, I'm going to see Dean Hu. If you have any difficulties, please contact me at any time."
After that, Chu Yu brought the wooden fish and drove straight to the first hospital in the city.
This time, Chu Yu asked Muyu to drive. Ms. Mu's driving skills were as good as those of her black computer. She could rotate 360 degrees in place, and then move forward smoothly. Dato couldn't help but admire: You are really a racer delayed by the computer.
Chu Yu sat in the passenger seat and stared at the laptop. She asked the technical investigators to send the photos of the scene and zoomed in to take a closer look.
There were obvious signs of fighting at the scene, the tables and chairs were shifted, but the blood was mainly concentrated around the diagnosis bed, which is why, the forensic doctor judged that the murderer first carried Hu Bin to the bed, and then stabbed the knife, because if he bleeds first and then moves his body, The bloodstains would become messy and would leave footprints, and there were no murderer's bloody footprints at the scene.
Chu Yu turned the screen to the brightest, and watched intently, paying attention to every detail. In one of the side shots, she suddenly felt that the blood on one leg of the diagnostic bed vaguely looked like three bloodstains. Letters: C h Y.
"Muyu, what is the abbreviation for ChY?"
Muyu was showing off his perfect driving skills, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Smoking? Leaving the hospital? Eating, eating, eating?"
Chu Yu was shocked, isn't this the abbreviation of her name in Pinyin
Chu, Yu—Ch, Y
Chu Yu turned off the computer, slapped his palm on the casing, and couldn't help but scolded, "Damn girl!"
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