"You drink my medicinal wine?" Yan Yan's first reaction was, "How can any pot be pushed to my medicinal wine?!"
Only Jiang Ting's expression changed slightly, while Yang Mei and Qi Sihao were confused, they didn't even know what medicinal wine meant.
Fang Zhenghong laughed briefly, and his expression seemed to be ruthless: "Yan Yan, Bureau Lu was originally on your side, but I followed you and was discovered, and it is not clear whether I jumped into the Yellow River. Besides, here are all your people. Naturally, you can deny as much as you want. Even if you say the flowers, these people will only believe you and not me - if that's the case, do you still need to pretend to be confused with me? Is it too low?"
"..." At this moment, Yan Yan really felt the injustice of innocent citizens being brought to the Criminal Investigation Detachment for questioning: "But I really don't know, when did you drink my medicinal wine?!"
Fang Zhenghong said angrily, "Didn't you send it to my house?!"
Yan Yan: "Am I being cheap, why am I giving you something?!"
These two were born cats and dogs, and they would quarrel when they met. Fortunately, Jiang Ting coughed and asked, "What's going on, the team will speak slowly."
Fang Zhenghong has always held a strange and reluctant trust in Jiang Ting, and exhaled fiercely when he heard the words, "That was when I was injured a year and a half ago. All departments of the Municipal Bureau sent condolences to my house. Not so—not so— to this kid named Yan
The two people still maintain a harmonious and calm working relationship on the face of it.
"Ah, yes." Yan Yan finally remembered: "At that time, Bureau Lu ordered everyone to express their condolences as a team building for that quarter. I'm afraid that the price of the gifts I randomly choose is too high, and other departments will not look good. , I casually instructed Ma Xiang to prepare some cheap nutritional supplements or something..."
"What was delivered to my house was two boxes of nutritional supplements and two small bottles of medicinal wine," Fang Zhenghong said in a sullen voice, "your Yan Yan's handwritten condolence card is still hanging on the medicinal wine."
Yan Yan was immediately furious when he heard the words: "I handwritten something for you? You have no problem with your brain, right Lao Fang, after graduating from the police academy, I have never written Chinese characters other than my own name, and Jiang Ting has never received it. My handwritten love letter!"
Jiang Ting: "..."
Fang Zhenghong: "..."
Jiang Ting rubbed his temples, "Then what?"
"I used to be average about traditional Chinese medicine, but after the injury, my muscles and bones are not as good as before. In addition, I was also influenced by the people around me. I know that medicinal wine is very effective in promoting blood circulation and rheumatism." Fang Zhenghong paused and admitted a little reluctantly. : "Although this kid Yan Yan is frivolous, he gave people good things, so I saw that he sent them, so..."
"You just drank all that was left," Jiang Ting confirmed.
Fang Zhenghong nodded angrily.
Jiang Ting and Yan Yan looked at each other, and the latter had a "WTF" style of injustice written all over his face.
"Then you were poisoned immediately?" Jiang Ting asked again.
"I drank a small cup every day, and I didn't feel anything wrong at first, but after a while, my heart felt uncomfortable and I often beat prematurely. I thought this was caused by fatigue, so I gradually reduced my working hours, and no longer all Work is all hands-on, and I thought I would recover after a while; but the disease has become more and more serious, and I have not been checked out in the hospital."
Fang Zhenghong took a breath, shook his head and said, "It dragged on for a few months, until my wife's old acquaintance who studied Chinese medicine came to visit and suggested that I might have ingested toxins from Chinese herbal medicines, and I immediately remembered I bought the two bottles of medicinal wine. At that time, the second bottle was only the bottom line, and an acquaintance took it for a test, and he found extremely trace amounts of aconitine, which were not enough to kill. "
Aconitine!
Yan Yun and Jiang Ting stood up straight at the same time.
"So you suspect that I deliberately poisoned?" Yan Yan asked incredulously, "Then why didn't you say it at the time?"
Fang Zhenghong was angry and annoyed: "I said it! I immediately took the physical evidence to Bureau Lu and asked for a thorough investigation, but do you know how Bureau Lu responded?!"
A year ago, the Jianning Municipal Bureau—
"He has always been very uncooperative with my work, and has great personal prejudices! This is his motive!" In the director's office, Fang Zhenghong patted the big desk, his face flushed with anger: "Yan Yan Such a frivolous and high-profile rich boy, because he has been reprimanded several times by me, holds a grudge, and then deliberately retaliates, this is understandable! Otherwise, how can you explain the clear aconitine on this test list?!"
Lu Ju sat behind his desk, his round face was expressionless, until Fang Zhenghong finished roaring and venting, and then slowly said, "You have no evidence, old Fang."
"Why isn't this called evidence? It's clearly—"
"If Chuanwu and Caowu are not processed with strict procedures, it is common for traces of aconitine to remain. If this dose of alkaloid toxins is replaced by a healthy normal person, you will not have such a big disease reaction as you, so it is very It is difficult to prove that Yan Yan deliberately poisoned."
Fang Zhenghong was furious: "You are clearly covering him up, you are clearly..."
"I didn't." Lu Ju said quietly, "I'm just stating the facts. The fact is that you can't prove that this bottle of medicinal wine was given by Yan Yan, not by you."
"..." Fang Zhenghong stared at Lu Ju in disbelief, as if he was meeting him for the first time today.
"Old Fang," Lu Ju seemed to realize that he was serious, and changed his tone to a more gentle tone: "Although you have a conflict with Yan Yan, everyone knows this, but I understand you and know that you will not deliberately frame him. I just want to remind you that you have to take into account two possibilities: the first is that you do have such a personal prejudice against him that you are emotionally inclined towards him to kill you; the second is…”
"You are on the same side." Fang Zhenghong stepped back, gritted his teeth and said, "You are on the same side."
Bureau Lu frowned: "Old Fang—"
"I understand." Fang Zhenghong's face changed, and all the angry red tides turned blue and white. He clenched his hands tightly into fists by his side and said, "I will prove it to you."
Lu Ju got up and raised his hand, as if he wanted to distinguish something, but Fang Zhenghong had already turned around and rushed out the door, and the only answer to him was "Bang!" There was a loud slam on the door.
…
"That was not delivered by me," Yan Yan shook his head absurdly in the hotel room and said, "At that time, I casually ordered people to buy some supplements, but I definitely didn't ask them to deliver medicinal wine!"
Fang Zhenghong stared at him coldly.
"What a joke, the more familiar people are with medicinal wine, the more they know that this thing can't be distributed casually. If the medicinal properties conflict with the condition, it will be detrimental to the patient. Besides, I have a general relationship with the team. If something goes wrong, I will Don't you know? Even two bottles of Melatonin are better than medicinal wine!"
This is true.
Yan Yan is carefree on the surface, but he is actually very careful; he does have the calmness and arrogance of being a rich man, but he also understands many sensitive people.
Sending medicinal wine of unknown origin to his opponent at work is too unlike what Yan Yan would do.
Jiang Ting asked, "Who sent it?"
Yan Yan paced around twice, suddenly stood still, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hello, Ma Xiang?"
"Hey, my brother Yan! Brother Yan, you finally have news. Our whole team misses you very much. When will Consultant Lu need a horse to accompany him for the pregnancy test? You can say hello at any time, ha... "
Yan Xun interrupted him: "Fang Zhenghong was injured last summer, and Bureau Lv asked our team to send something to express his condolences. Who prepared the gifts at that time?"
Ma Xiang was obviously taken aback by the phone: "Huh?"
"Who prepared it?!"
"You... you asked me to prepare. I was so busy that I didn't know what to do, so I just bought two boxes of melatonin and two boxes of menopause oral liquid... "
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched slightly, and Fang Zhenghong's face turned red again.
It is impossible for Ma Xiang to be "busy and don't know what to do". His small notebook records in detail how much work he does every day, how many overtime shifts he has, and how much the country owes him for overtime, horses and horses, holiday expenses, spiritual damages, and psychological compensation. The meaning of rubbing against the city bureau's wifi type.
Yan Yan rubbed his aching eyebrows: "Did you give Fang Zhenghong your own brew?!"
"What, no, medicinal wine?" Ma Xiang shouted injustice: "Is that something that can be given away? Am I such a careless person?!"
Yan Yan looked at Fang Zhenghong, whose expression also changed.
Jiang Ting stood by the side with his arms folded and raised his chin: "Ask Ma Xiang how the condolences prepared by Ma Xiang were sent to Fang Zhenghong's house."
"Hey, is that Consul Lu!" Ma Xiang heard Jiang Ting's voice and greeted enthusiastically: "Hello Consultant Lu! Our whole team misses you very much, did Brother Yan stop doing housework? Did it make you angry, if you need a thug to say hello at any time, please let me know..."
Yan Yan: "I want to ask you something!"
"Oh, yes, after I placed an order on Taobao, it was directly delivered to the Municipal Bureau and then transferred to the General Affairs Department. This kind of writing condolences, which read as a group building, were all sent by the General Affairs Department to rush errands. The gifts are piled up together, and then sent to their family surnamed Fang." Ma Xiang reacted to something and wondered: "Why, brother Yan, why did you suddenly bring up this matter, and the little goblin surnamed Fang is pestering you again?"
No one dared to look back at Fang Zhenghong's expression.
Yan Xun reprimanded palely and feebly: "How can you talk, you must learn to respect the senior police officers - tell me to the General Affairs Section to investigate, who was responsible for sending the condolences to Fang Zhenghong's house a year and a half ago, I really can't find out. Just adjust the surveillance near Fang Zhenghong's house. This matter is very important, do it immediately! Not much more to say, hang up."
Ma Xiang was still talking, but Yan Yan hung up the call as if running for his life.
The room was silent, and after a long time, only the little goblin surnamed Fang said coldly:
"You criminal investigation police are effective, and you are really well educated!"
Yan Yan knew that he was wrong, and said with a haha that the pony was young and ignorant, and he would definitely train him more in the future.
Jiang Ting forcibly changed the embarrassing topic: "So when the team saw that Qin Chuan was about to drink medicinal wine, of course they were very angry, thinking that Yan Yan might use the same method to harm people again?"
Fang Zhenghong rolled his eyes at Yan Yan, turned to Jiang Ting, shook his head, and said sternly: "Actually, it's not that, no matter how confused I am, I won't think that Yan Yan has the guts to kill people in the city bureau - if he is secretive Give the medicinal wine to Qin Chuan, I guess I have another reaction."
"So you were just disgusted?" Jiang Ting confirmed to him.
"Yes. After that incident, I had a big psychological shadow. Anything I eat in my mouth will never be faked, and things like medicinal wine will not even touch my teeth."
Jiang Ting hugged his chest with one hand and rubbed his throat with the other. He asked after a while, "How many people in the city bureau know about your psychological shadow?"
Fang Zhenghong answered clearly: "I only told Bureau Lu. When I came back to work a few months ago, he asked me why I didn't eat in the cafeteria."
The surroundings were unusually quiet, and everyone seemed to understand, but Yan Xun suddenly thought of something and looked at Jiang Zing.
Jiang Ting nodded without saying a word, and then asked the last key question:
"Then does your deputy Qin Chuan know?"
Fang Zhenghong's face changed, and he stood up from the bed: "Qinchuan? No, it can't be - it can't be Qin Chuan!"
"I'm just guessing." Jiang Ting's attitude was very calm, and the facial muscles that would never be tense remained relaxed: "There is no monitoring, no witnesses, and no evidence for the poisoning incident, and the criminal investigators can only use their own The way of thinking is to try to figure out the murderer's thoughts. If I am Qin Chuan, I have a good relationship with most people in the Criminal Investigation Detachment, and I can enter and leave the large office of the Criminal Investigation Detachment at will without causing suspicion, then I have sufficient time for poisoning. and conditions…”
"But if I hadn't stopped me, Qin Chuan would have already drank the poisonous wine!" Fang Zhenghong objected fiercely: "And he wasn't pretending to drink a little, he was going to drink the medicinal wine, which is an absolute lethal dose !"
Yes, it really doesn't make sense.
If Qin Chuan was a poisoner, knowing that the medicinal wine was poisonous, even if he tried to clear his suspicions with bitterness, he would not be so daunted to pour a full glass of poison into his mouth, otherwise he would be committing a crime with his life. It's not necessary at all.
Qi Sihao, as a criminal investigation officer - although it is indeed relatively watery - listened to the side for a long time, and finally couldn't help but hesitantly raised his hand to speak: "That... You didn't say that the team had a psychological shadow, in case that Qinchuan was using it up to this point…”
"No, it's too far-fetched." As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yan shook his head in denial: "Wan Fang Zhenghong didn't stop him? Wan Fang Zhenghong even came up and told me to have a drink? There are too many uncertain factors. It is impossible to gamble with a lethal dose of poisoned alcohol under the circumstances."
Qi Sihao was a little embarrassed: "I just think that since you said that Qinchuan is the deputy detachment, it is obvious that after the accident, he has the most profit and the most suspicion..."
Yan Yan said casually: "That's not necessarily true. When the deputy detachment is temporarily acting as the principal, many powers are limited. Just like my daily work needs to be reported to Deputy Bureau Wei, Qin Chuan also has a lot of work to report to Bureau Lv. So if the square team is gone, many of the specific decisions of the anti-drug detachment will be made by Bureau Lu... Bureau Lu."
His voice stopped abruptly, and Jiang Ting looked at each other, both of their faces became unsightly.
Who was the "Old Lu" who was called by Yue Guangping in the middle of the night to complain about his sins
Who was the one who visited the door at the last minute, had a private conversation with the undefended Yue Guangping, and killed him
Assuming that Jiang Ting's existence has already been exposed in the eventuality, what is the psychology behind Lu Ju, who has been quietly covering it up
— Some kind of inexplicable professional conscience, or simply an instruction from the king of spades
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but the cold and deep chill slowly filled their hearts, freezing everyone's throats.
"It can't be like this, how can it be like this?..." Fang Zhenghong murmured while holding his head. He was already more suspicious and stubborn than ordinary people, and now he is even more nervous and scratching his hair constantly, "The person who wants to hurt me is not Yan Yan, could it be... could it be..."
If this were normal, Yan Yan would definitely roll his eyes and hurt him, but now he doesn't care anymore.
"No, I have to go back and read it again. I'll go back now." Fang Zhenghong stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth and raised his eyes, turned around and rushed out: "There must be a way to verify this, it can't be so dead without proof, absolutely impossible! "
No one had time to stop him, Yan Yan stepped forward in three steps and two steps: "Where the fuck are you going?"
Fang Zhenghong had already rushed out of the hotel room and rushed forward in the corridor covered with red carpet. Hearing this, he turned back and roared: "I think there may be clues somewhere, I'll look for it!"
The old boy surnamed Fang looked like he was about to have a heart attack, and even forgot the basic professional qualities of a criminal investigator, so he shouted in the corridor. Yan Yan only felt that the painting was beautiful and didn't look good, so he followed behind in vain to dissuade him: "You wait, we will pack up and go back to Jianning with you..."
"I didn't want to harm you, I have an alibi that night when the shooter happened!" Fang Zhenghong strode back towards the elevator, waving his right hand and gnashing his teeth and swearing: "Yan, I never thought of harming you! Wait for me. telephone!"
Yan Yan opened his mouth, and before he had time to shout, Fang Zhenghong turned around in anger, almost knocking the passing waiter to his knees.
Yan Yan: "…"
Fang Zhenghong rushed into the elevator under the terrified gaze of the little waitress, like a wild donkey off the reins.
Yan Yan really exhausted her life's self-restraint, so she forced the phrase "you're crazy" back into her throat, and turned back to the room full of people: "Look at him, he's just like that, and he's still scolding all day long. Our criminal investigation detachment is not reliable?!…”
Jiang Ting frowned and said, "He said just now that there are clues to where he thought of?"
Yan Yan shrugged inexplicably.
Several people didn't know how to react, but Jiang Ting grabbed his coat and car keys and made a decisive decision: "He can think of the murderer as well. Don't let Fang Zhenghong act alone, we will follow."