Card Room

Chapter 54

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[Chapter 73, Speed Train 6-Suspect]

The two sorted out the evidence and put it back into the flight attendant's office in front of the train. Xiao Lou looked at the syringe and the empty bottle on the table and asked thoughtfully: "Team Yu, can we search the passengers' backpacks directly? Should we return it? There will be some clues."

Yu Hanjiang thought carefully and said: "I remember the secret room of Hearts 3, when the students went to the playground, we went to the classroom and searched for evidence in the schoolbags. This secret room should be okay. The identity of the flight attendant is just convenient for us to search at any time." He simply said: "Just try it."

Xiao Lou nodded and turned to follow Yu Hanjiang.

The two came to Room 1, and Yu Hanjiang calmly said: "At the request of the security department, we need to conduct a simple security check on your luggage. Please cooperate."

The passengers did not object, and seemed to be accustomed to the security check of the flight attendants.

An old man approached Xiao Lou and asked, "Is Lao Li having a heart attack?"

Xiao Lou smiled and said: "There is no definite conclusion yet, uncle, please give me the backpack."

The old man handed him the bag in cooperation, and said, "I didn't bring any flammable or explosive products. The bag is full of food."

Xiao Lou opened it to see-it really was a big bag, this old man is a foodie.

He casually asked, "How many days are you going to stay in Moon City this time?"

The old man said: "Three days, and then go back by plane, everyone doesn't have much luggage."

Xiao Lou turned his head and saw that everyone’s luggage was a black backpack purchased by the travel agency. There was a luggage tag on the backpack with everyone’s name written on it, so as not to make mistakes.

Yu Hanjiang checked the luggage on the grounds of "security check", and the other three took off the backpack in cooperation.

The old lady with only bed 1A is still reading the newspaper with her head down. This old lady is over seventy years old, with all white hair, hunched over, wrinkled face, walking with a cane, and ear problems. Everyone else takes care of her. She, call her "Sister Mei".

Seeing that she didn't respond, an old lady next to her gently shook her arm: "Sister Mei, the flight attendant needs a safety check."

Sister Mei was stunned for a while, raised her head and asked: "What?"

The old lady shouted loudly in her ear: "The flight attendant wants to check the luggage!"

Sister Mei still looked blank: "What?"

Yu Hanjiang pointed to her backpack and asked her to take it off. She finally understood the gesture and got up tremblingly to take the bag. The old man next to her saw that she was inconvenient to move, so she helped.

Yu Hanjiang opened her backpack and looked at a few old clothes for a change, some antihypertensive drugs, a few newspapers, and nothing else.

The old man explained: "Sister Mei is old, her legs are not so sharp, and her ears are not clear. She is the oldest senior in our unit. Since the boss started her business, she has been in the company's personnel department. Most of us are recruited by her. From the company, her daughter asked her to follow us out to relax, she was still unwilling and found it troublesome to go out."

Xiao Lou and Yu Hanjiang looked at each other. Since this sister Mei is the company's oldest employee, she must know something.

Her luggage is normal, and Yu Hanjiang intends to ask her alone for questioning later. The ears can’t hear and can write. The old man wears a pair of thick reading glasses, so he should be able to read the words clearly, right

These two backpacks were okay. Xiao Lou and Yu Hanjiang also quickly checked the remaining two backpacks separately.

Yu Hanjiang found some needles, cotton swabs, and a row of things similar to ballpoint pens in one of the backpacks. He didn't know him, so he showed it to Xiao Lou. After Xiao Lou took a closer look, he whispered in Yu Hanjiang's ear, "This is an insulin pen."

Yu Hanjiang flipped through the name Niu Dapeng on the luggage tag of his backpack.

He looked at the old man on bed C in Room 1, and asked, "Uncle Niu, is this bag yours?"

Niu Dapeng nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Lou smiled and asked, "Uncle, do you also have diabetes?"

Niu Dapeng said: "I have been suffering from this problem for many years, and I have been relying on insulin to control it."

Yu Hanjiang then asked: "Then do you know that Li Zhemin has diabetes?"

Niu Dapeng calmly said, "I know, I lived in the same hospital as Lao Li before."

Yu Hanjiang wrote down this old man named Niu Dapeng.

No abnormality was found in the last package. The two left room 1 and continued to search room 2.

Since the deceased lived on No. 2, this room needs to be investigated.

The old man who had changed positions with the deceased and slept on the upper bunk happened to be the most obvious baldness among this group of people. His head was only half of gray hair, which was extremely recognizable. The person's name was Zheng Weiguo, and Yu Hanjiang found the same needles, cotton swabs and insulin pens in his bag.

Yu Hanjiang asked: "How long have you had diabetes?"

Zheng Weiguo looked embarrassed: “I didn’t pay attention when I was young. I often ate big fish and meat. I was diagnosed with diabetes and high blood pressure five years ago. I have been using insulin and antihypertensive drugs to control it.”

In addition, Yu Hanjiang found a deck of playing cards in an old man's bag named Liu Yuming. The other party explained: "Old Li loves playing cards. The four of us played upgrades last night. We didn't go to bed until two o'clock in the morning."

Yu Hanjiang asked: "The lights are off, how do you play cards?"

Liu Yuming said: "I always love to go to the toilet in the middle of the night. I have bad eyes and can't see things clearly at night. This time when I went out, my son prepared a rechargeable lamp for me, so I took the lamp when I wanted to go to the bathroom. Last night, when Lao Li wanted to play cards, I turned on the charging light and placed it on the upper bunk for lighting."

The other two nodded one after another: "Yes!" "Lao Li was very happy when he played cards last night. I didn't expect... Alas."

This group of elderly people turned on the rechargeable lights and played cards until 2 am, which was enough.

Yu Hanjiang asked him: "Did you ever go to the bathroom in the middle of the night last night? Did you see anything?"

Liu Yuming shook his head: "I wake up once at three o'clock. Everyone is sleeping and all the doors are closed."

Yu Hanjiang said: "Are there any movements from Li Zhemin at that time?"

Liu Yuming thought about it carefully and said, "I remember Lao Li seemed to have turned over and was still snoring softly."

In other words, Li Zhemin's death time was after 3 am.

There were no other suspicious exhibits in this room. The two came to room 3 and were about to check their luggage. As a result, an old lady suddenly said angrily: "What right do you have to search my luggage? This is an invasion of privacy!"

She looked extremely emotional.

This old lady is called Shu Ping, she is 60 years old this year, but she looks only 40 years old on her face, and her skin and figure are very well maintained. The beauty-loving old lady wore a skirt, and her shoulder-length hair was curled. She was the youngest and most beautiful old lady in this group.

Yu Hanjiang said calmly: "Routine safety inspections, please cooperate with Auntie."

Xiao Lou echoed Yu Hanjiang with a smile: "Yes, other people are very cooperative with the inspection. If you are worried about privacy, you can follow us to the office alone, and we will help you check it privately."

Shu Ping paled, holding her bag and refused to let go.

Her weird behavior caused the other three old people in the same room to look sideways. Yu Hanjiang frowned and said, "If you don't cooperate, then I can only temporarily control you and wait for the guards to deal with it."

He stretched out his hand to ask for the other party's backpack, and only after Shu Ping struggled for a long time did he hand the backpack to Yu Hanjiang.

Yu Hanjiang opened it and saw that, in addition to changing clothes, the secret of the bottom of the backpack once again found insulin... It's just that this dose is too much, right? Almost twice as much as Niu Dapeng and Zheng Weiguo's backpacks.

Seeing them search these out, the old lady's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Xiao Lou smiled and asked, "Auntie, how many years have you had diabetes? Why do you bring so many medicines?"

Shu Ping grabbed the backpack and said with a calm face: "I was diagnosed last year. My condition was more serious and I used a lot of medicine, so I took more medicine than the average person."

The old lady next to her looked at her in surprise: "Xiaoping, you also have diabetes? Why didn't you tell us?"

Another human said: "Yes, diabetes is not a shameful disease, many elderly people will get it, why are you hiding it from everyone."

Shu Ping's face was blue and white, and he couldn't answer for a long time after hesitated.

Xiao Lou and Yu Hanjiang exchanged glances, then turned and left the room.

Other passengers also cooperated with the inspection, but most of them had nothing to do with the elderly group, and their luggage was all food and clothes.

After checking the entire No. 6 car, the two returned to the flight attendant's office at the front of the car.

The space on the motor car is limited. The flight attendant's office is only about 1.5 square meters. There is a small table and a chair. The two big men are slightly crowded inside, and their bodies are almost close to each other.

Yu Hanjiang is not used to being so close to people, speaking too close, and breathing on the other's face, which is very impolite.

He offered to offer: "Professor Xiao, sit down."

Xiao Lou was not polite, and sat down in a chair so that Yu Hanjiang's space would be relatively spacious. Xiao Lou raised his head, looked at Yu Hanjiang beside him and asked, "What do you think of Team Yu?"

Yu Hanjiang leaned on the table with his back, folded his long legs at random, wrapped his hands around his chest, and said in a low voice: “At present, there are four clear suspects—Niu Dapeng in Room 1 who was previously in the hospital with the deceased. A patient in the same hospital, he must be very clear about the condition of the deceased’s diabetes."

"Zheng Weiguo in Room 2 slept with the deceased in the upper and lower bunks. He played cards together until two in the morning. He could easily know if the others in the room were asleep, so that he could commit crimes while Li Zhemin was asleep, and he was also a diabetic patient. ."

"Liu Yuming in Room 2 said that he often went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but it is also possible that this was just a cover up. He got up at three in the morning and killed Li Zhemin, pretending to go to the bathroom, and threw away the syringe and insulin bottle so that no one would be there. Will doubt him."

"There is also Shu Ping in Room 3. When searching for her luggage, this old lady was a little emotional. The insulin was hidden in the bottom layer of the backpack, and the dose was twice that of the others. She was seriously ill... I always felt that it didn't make sense. ."

Xiao Lou touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Yu Hanjiang asked, "What do you think?"

Xiao Lou said: "Has Team Yu noticed that the insulin taken by several elderly people is different from what we found in the trash can?"

Yu Hanjiang nodded: "The insulin they bring is similar to a ballpoint pen, that is, what you call an insulin pen?"

Xiao Lou’s right hand was placed on the table at will, his slender fingers were slightly bent, and the tip of his index finger tapped the table gently while carefully analyzing: “I have a classmate who is a doctor in the Department of Endocrinology. At present, the treatment of diabetes is more commonly used. It is this kind of "insulin pen" that is convenient to carry, and secondly, it eliminates the trouble of using a syringe to draw the injection."

He paused, and followed: "Insulin pens use thinner needles, which will reduce pain. There are obvious doses on the pens. The refills can be replaced at any time. When you go out, you only need to carry enough refills every day. It will be very convenient to inject on time."

In order for Yu Hanjiang to understand better, Xiao Lou gave an example: “This is like the difference between a'ballpoint pen' and a'traditional fountain pen. It’s not easy to take more or less ink from the ink. It’s inconvenient to carry the ink with you. Just like a traditional syringe, it’s more troublesome to take insulin and it’s not easy to carry. Therefore, clinically, the basic use of "insulin pen" is injection."

Yu Hanjiang, who heard a lot of professional knowledge, immediately understood: "You mean that the traditional syringes and injections found in the trash can not belong to Li Zhemin?"

Xiao Lou nodded: "Yes. Li Zhemin is so rich, and the insulin pen is very convenient to carry and use. It doesn't make sense that other old men and women know to use insulin pens, and he uses the most backward syringe to inject himself."

Xiao Lou picked up the ballpoint pen and quickly wrote a formula on the pen, saying: "There is another question. I just thought about it carefully. The amount of insulin can be estimated according to this formula. Aunt Shu Ping is very thin and weighs up to 50 kg. Calculated, the daily amount of insulin is about 20U. The insulin in her bag is enough for her to use for a month."

Yu Hanjiang lowered his head and glanced at the calculation formula—

[Fasting blood glucose (mmol/L)×18-100]×10×body weight (kg)×0.6÷1000÷2...

Xiao Lou's handwriting is timeless and correct, thanks to his remembering such a long formula.

Yu Han lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and speculated: "According to your analysis, the injections and syringes in the trash can do not belong to Li Zhemin, because the equipment used by Li Zhemin to treat diabetes must be a relatively advanced'insulin pen' instead of traditional plastic. Syringe. However, we did not find insulin in Li Zhemin's bag. Instead, there was more than the normal dose of insulin in Shu Ping's bag. So, it is very likely that Shu Ping stole all Li Zhemin's insulin?! "

Team Yu's logic is perfect, and he understands Xiao Lou's meaning in seconds.

Xiao Lou nodded appreciatively, and said: "I asked Xiaoqin's tour guide, their elderly group, from departure to return, a total of ten days, the return journey is directly by plane, Aunt Shu Ping brought a month's insulin refill, there is no need for this. ."

A 10-day journey with a 30-day dose—this is a dose for two people.

It seems that there are still many people offended by Lao Li, and this Shu Ping stole all of his insulin!

Yu Hanjiang sorted out his clues and said: "Shu Ping looked ugly just now and didn't want us to check her bag because she stole Lao Li's insulin, fearing that we would find out that this woman has a big problem."

Xiao Lou followed: "However, the murderer who used a traditional syringe for Lao Li and injected almost 300 U of insulin at one time is not necessarily Aunt Shu Ping. If it is her, she doesn't need to do anything to steal Lao Li's insulin. Refill."

Yu Hanjiang agreed: "It seems we have to continue to investigate, this group of elderly people is really not easy."

At this moment, the tour guide Qin Shiyue came over with a pile of materials.

After psychological adjustment, the girl’s complexion has improved a lot. She knocked on the door of the flight attendant’s office and handed the information to Xiao Lou, saying: “Our travel agency has relatively high requirements for the registration of the elderly. The registration form must be filled in detail. Here are 12 people. Passengers’ registration forms, including their family information and past medical history, are all recorded."

Xiao Lou nodded at her: "Thank you."

Qin Shiyue was silent for a moment, clenched her fists and said, "If it is really a murder, the murderer must be found!"

"Don't worry, we will check it out as soon as possible." Xiao Lou was concentrating on the information, and Yu Hanjiang said lightly: "Xiao Qin, ask you a few questions, how long have you taken these 12 people with them? Which ones have a better relationship with Li Zhemin?"

Qin Shiyue frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I took them to play in Sun City for three days. Lao Li is very popular in the group, and most people like to flatter him. His son is very rich. In the City of Sun, he invited all of us to a high-end restaurant to have a seafood meal, and we ate hundreds of thousands in a single meal. Others are also very loyal, and whoever asks him, he will help him."

Yu Hanjiang said, "He hasn't argued with anyone?"

Qin Shiyue shook her head: "The past few days I took them, everyone got along very happily. They talked and laughed along the way. It seemed nothing unusual. Lao Li asked everyone to go to the dining car for dinner yesterday."

Yu Hanjiang asked, "Does anyone hate him? For example, showing disgust in private?"

"This..." She scratched her head and thought, and said, "It's also obvious that Uncle Niu hates him. He never talks to him, eats or sits at a table, and meets like not knowing each other. By the way, there is also Shu Ping. Auntie, I always roll my eyes behind my back. I have seen many times. Aunt Shu sneered when Lao Li praised his son."

Yu Hanjiang then asked: "Are the three in room 2 having the best relationship with Lao Li?"

Qin Shiyue nodded: "When they bought the tickets, they were not seated together. Lao Li said that he wanted to play cards with his brother. He specially asked me to spend money to change seats at the ticket office and change their four beds. In the same room."

This is in line with the results of the investigation in Room 2. The four old men did play cards until two o'clock last night.

Xiao Lou suddenly raised his head from the data pile, and added: "Did Lao Li sleep very asleep?"

Qin Shiyue was startled for a moment, and then nodded: "It seems to be. Everyone said that he has a good heart. His son is so rich and filial to him. There are several suites in the house. He has nothing to worry about, so he sleeps very well and thunders. I can't wake up."

After all, the tour guide had a short contact with this group of people and didn't know much information. Yu Hanjiang probably let her go back after understanding the situation, and told her: "Excuse me, go and call Shu Ping over."

Qin Shiyue turned around and went to Room 3 to call Shu Ping.

The youngest and beautiful old lady in the regiment always looks proud, but her face turns pale at this time.

She took a deep breath, pretending to be calm, came to the door of the flight attendant's office, and saw two people sitting inside.

The sitting handsome guy has clean brows and gentle eyes, and looks very nice to get along with.

The daring man, with his sharp eyes like arrows, was swept away by his cold gaze, and Shu Ping's legs trembled with fright. She was wearing very thin high-heeled shoes, almost cramped to her feet, and hurriedly held the doorknob next to her. This stabilizes the body.

Yu Hanjiang said indifferently: "Let's talk, why steal Li Zhemin's insulin?"

Shu Ping: "..."

The author has something to say: Team Yu is good at playing straight, Aunt Shu said: I was scared to death.

The story gradually became clear, in front of criminal police and forensic doctors, all the means of committing crimes were paper tigers.

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