Yan Xuan grabbed the phone and strode out of the forensic room. After a while, Ma Xiang, who received his call, hurried up from the Criminal Investigation Detachment downstairs: "What's the matter, Brother Yan, what moles are you talking about?"
"The kidnappers didn't randomly select girls to be the executioners, but there was a screening mechanism." Yan Yan tapped under his right shoulder and near his arm, his face was abnormally gloomy: "Li Yuxin and Bu Wei both have a A red mole, this is what they have in common. And this position is difficult to show no matter if you wear a suspender or a neckline, and girls of fifteen or sixteen years old are not necessarily able to wear bare shoulder dresses, which means that they can know their For those with red moles, excluding accidental situations such as locker rooms and public bathrooms, there are only parents and sisters, girls in the same bed, boyfriends who have a close relationship, and basically no one else."
Ma Xiang was stunned, but he is already a very experienced criminal policeman, and he quickly calmed down: "Bei Wei and Li Yuxin don't live on campus, both of them have intact hymens. The case of borderline sexuality. Is the most likely parent?"
Yan Yan suddenly paused: "How did Bu Wei's parents die?"
Ma Xiang immediately said, "Let's go check it out!"
"Bu Wei and Li Yuxin's parents, sisters, female relatives, close friends, classmates and neighbors... don't let any of them go, and immediately start screening and screening. Red moles are not that common, these two girls must have something we still have. Unknown connection!"
Yan Yan stepped forward again, no one could see through his calm face that his brain seemed to be split into two halves at the moment, one half ordered Ma Xiang orderly, and the other half flashed repeatedly out of Jiang Ting that Warm thin shoulders in a soft yukata.
All sorts of disorganized suspicions, doubts, fears and unreality were racing through that half of the brain.
That's not an illusion. The moment when Bu Wei looked up from the bottom up was not an illusion at all, it was the result of being deliberately screened.
And the real executioner in Spade K's heart was Jiang Ting from the very beginning!
"Han Xiaomei is still watching Bu Wei in the hospital?" Yan Yun asked suddenly.
Ma Xiang was quickly writing down the order of the touches that Yan Yan ordered, and he didn't lift his head when he heard the words: "Yeah, how dare you leave her alone, what's the matter?"
"Notify Han Xiaomei and ask the doctor to immediately check whether there are any signs of plastic surgery on Bu Wei's face." Yan Yan paused, then said solemnly: "I want to visit in person."
Bu Wei's situation is actually much better than yesterday.
In the garden downstairs of the inpatient department, Han Xiaomei was pushing her wheelchair for a walk. Bu Wei, who was wearing a cotton white nightdress, sat quietly on it, her thin white hands folded on her thighs, and her shiny long hair was braided into a twist, which hung down softly and delicately. on the side.
The hair was obviously braided by Han Xiaomei when she had nothing to do. The love between these girls may have calmed Bu Wei's fragile and sensitive nerves. When she saw Yan Yan again, she only shrank to Han Xiaomei's side. For a moment, he didn't immediately lose his mind and scream like he did in the ward yesterday.
"Do you still know me?" Yan Yan asked as she stood in front of the wheelchair and looked down at her.
"… "
Bu Wei lowered her head, revealing only the top of her jet-black hair. After a while, she raised her face little by little, and said in a very subtle way, "... the police."
The hand in Yan Yan's trouser pocket grabbed the palm of his hand—yes, it was this 45-degree angle of the cheek, looking from the top down, the brow bone and the end of the eye were exactly the same as Jiang Ting!
But Yan Yan's calm face did not change at all: "Yes. Do you remember Shen Xiaoqi?"
Bu Wei pulled Han Xiaomei's arm tightly, as if she was ready to escape with this life-saving straw at any time. This kind of trembling look is not very cute on ordinary people, but on the girl's natural face, there is a charm that makes people dare not face it.
Yan Yan did not stagger his gaze, staring at her closely, and it took a long time for her to squeeze out three words:
"Shen Xiaoqi..."
Immediately afterwards, her long eyelashes fluttered, and the pink color was smudged like paint, and tears rolled down her cheeks without warning.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Han Xiaomei was shocked, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears: "It's alright, Shen Xiaoqi will be fine, it's all over!"
Yan Yan grabbed Han Xiaomei's hand, and the tissue froze in midair.
"Shen Xiaoqi won't get better, everything is over." Yan Yan leaned over and stared at Bu Wei's tearful eyes, and said word by word.
Bu Wei's pupils suddenly tightened.
"Shen Xiaoqi has been in a coma for almost two weeks. The doctor said that the possibility of brain death or becoming a vegetative state is very high, which means that the boy who gave you flowers will be a breathing corpse from now on, and he will never wake up again. already."
"Of course, this is still better than your predecessors." Yan Yan's eyes were so sharp that they almost penetrated the mist of tears, piercing into her eye sockets and even her brain: "After all, that young man named He Liang is you guys. The corpse seen on Tianzong Mountain was so rotten that even his own mother could not recognize it. And Li Yuxin, the 'executor' who killed He Liang under the coercion of the kidnappers like you, you thought she would run away when she came back Has it been a disaster? No, her body is now lying on the city bureau's forensic dissection table half an hour's drive from here. She used to be as naive as you to think that as long as you don't say anything, the killing will be only the dead and her A secret that I only know."
"Isn't it better to be in a vegetative state by comparison, eh?"
Yan Yan stared at the girl who was desperately shaking her head and struggling, trying to cover her ears, her deep voice was very penetrating, and it sounded a bit grim: "But you may not have the good luck of Shen Xiaoqi, you can be smooth and steady. A vegetative person will lie in bed for the rest of your life. You are more likely to end up like Li Yuxin, die like an ant one day in the future, and then add a trivial page to the thick old case of our police - you look at me Bu Wei Don't you want to avenge Shen Xiaoqi? Ah?! What's the use of crying?!"
Han Xiaomei's teeth were trembling: "Yan, Yan team!..."
"I don't know, I really don't know, I beg you..." Bu Wei cried so hard that her bones were shattered, she bent her knees and curled into a ball. She is so amazing and pitiful that even a hard-hearted person can't bear it: "Please, please, I'm really scared, woo woo..."
A cry echoed in Yan Yan's ears, and gradually overlapped with Jiang Ting's face, so that in a trance, Jiang Ting was crying in despair in front of him.
- At that moment, she finally stabbed the only weakness in Yan Yan's heart.
Yan Yan took a breath and stood up slowly.
"Give her a few more days, the doctor said that she is recovering." Han Xiaomei pleaded in a low voice: "After all, no one knows what happened to her on Tianzong Mountain. If she is forced to interrogate in this state, maybe she is right. The kidnapper's description will not be very accurate..."
Yan Yan raised her hand to stop her, then walked away a few steps and motioned for her to follow.
"what did the doctor say?"
Han Xiaomei: "Huh?"
Yan Yan was impatient: "I asked Ma Xiang to tell you to ask the doctor to check whether the little girl had a knife on her face! What did the doctor say?"
Han Xiaomei shrank her neck: "Da... The doctor said that prosthesis filling can be ruled out initially, but if you want to examine the bones, you have to take a film first."
Yan Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and Han Xiaomei said: "The recovery period for bone cutting is long, so she has to undergo plastic surgery at the age of 13 or 14, and the possibility is too small..."
Yan Xun was noncommittal, her already sharp eyebrows were even more tightly pressed into a line, and after a while, she sneered softly: "Sure enough, pure natural is valuable."
Han Xiaomei: "???"
Yan Yan didn't explain what this sentence meant, and asked, "How is Shen Xiaoqi?"
"Shen Xiaoqi—" Han Xiaomei didn't say it clearly, but shook her head: "Yesterday, Brother Gao had an interview with the dean in person and said that the possibility of waking up is getting smaller and smaller, and even if he wakes up, there will be all kinds of unpredictable brain damage. , for example, amnesia, dementia or hemiplegia, etc. In terms of providing clues to the kidnappers, it is estimated that he can remember something, and even if he remembers it, it is difficult for the procuratorate to accept it, after all, people are already like this. "
Yan Yan took out the cigarette case, lit a soft China, and exhaled a white mist.
Han Xiaomei curled her lips covertly, and while he wasn't paying attention, Xiao Bubu moved back twenty centimeters.
Yan Yan said: "I was in Jiangyang last week, and I didn't care about this. After I came back, I said hello to the hospital where your Consultant Lu stayed last time and asked them to suspend the set of equipment borrowed from Germany. Pay it back in two days, and then find a way to import another course of supporting drugs, and then you can talk to Shen Xiaoqi's parents and ask them if they would like to let their children try it."
Han Xiaomei's eyes lit up!
"Dead horses are treated as living horse doctors." Yan Yan said hoarsely, "In terms of costs, don't count the equipment costs with them, and they can't afford it. But the private hospital's hospital fees and the cost of the set of medicines are to be borne by them. Yes, tell the Shen family's parents to think about it."
"Hmm! Hmm!" Han Xiaomei nodded happily.
Yan Yan glanced at her with a cigarette in between: "Why are you so happy? It may not be effective for Shen Xiaoqi, and the symptoms are different."
"It's hope after all! Maybe Shen Xiaoqi can be saved. After all, Jiang... Advisor Lu was saved like that."
Han Xiaomei almost bit her tongue, but unexpectedly, Yan Yan didn't scold her this time, didn't even say anything, just pointed at the cigarette butt: "Don't say anything in front of outsiders."
Han Xiaomei didn't dare to ask any more questions and nodded her head.
"I told you about Consultant Lu last time..."
Yan Yan didn't finish a word, and suddenly just listened behind him - WOW!
"Hey, Bu Wei!"
I saw that Bu Wei tried to stand up just now, but she was so shivering that she overturned the wheelchair for some reason, and tripped and fell to the ground. Han Xiaomei immediately stepped forward to help her, but she was not a very strong and skilled girl, and when Bu Wei was in a trance, she kept sobbing and trembling, grabbing Han Xiaomei's hand, and it was difficult to help for a while. stand up.
Yan Yan frowned, strode forward with a cigarette in his mouth, bent over and hugged Bu Wei.
Yan Yan is fierce, likes to smoke, and is too tall. Under normal circumstances, he is neither liked by girls nor children. None of his little nieces and nieces are close to him. But Bu Wei may have regarded him as a new life-saving straw during the chaos. While crying, she hooked Yan Yan's neck tightly, snorted and buried her face in his neck, and said vaguely: "Yes, I'm sorry. … I was wrong… I’m sorry…”
The girl's soft body was like a small snake, and it was almost desperate to stick it into Yan Yan's arms.
But this action is really inappropriate - she is so good-looking after all, even by the harshest eyes, there is a huge attraction that is extremely disproportionate to her age.
At this moment, any other man, even a policeman, would inevitably feel a little instinctive.
Yan Yan avoided suspicion and motioned Han Xiaomei to quickly get the wheelchair up, trying to put her back on the wheelchair. But as soon as he made a move, Bu Wei seemed to have a premonition that she was about to be given up, sobbing and hugging his neck even tighter, crying like a child: "I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Please? ,please!… "
Yan Yan's brows twitched slightly, and she looked at Han Xiaomei, both of them were tacitly surprised: Could it be that she is going to say something
"Would you like to send her back to the ward first?" Han Xiaomei asked in a low voice.
Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, hugged Bu Wei and turned around, her whole body froze in an instant!
—Not far from the end of the garden, on the side entrance steps of the hospital building, Jiang Ting and Yang Mei were standing there front and back.
Jiang Ting was wearing a baseball cap, and the small half of his face exposed under the aviator sunglasses was awe-inspiring and emotionless. He and Yan Yan briefly exchanged glances, then turned to Bu Wei who was in his arms with his back to him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Although he couldn't see it at all, Yan Yan instantly felt that Jiang Ting's eyebrows were slightly knitted.