The Third Hospital of Qindao City.
In the past few days, the criminal police team had no cases. Li Hui was not feeling well, so he asked for leave and came to the hospital to see a doctor.
As soon as he entered the hospital, Li Hui felt a little irritable. There were people everywhere around him, rubbing their shoulders, and he was afraid of stepping on his feet when he walked.
I don't know if it was because of the sequelae of the injections when he was a child. As soon as he entered the hospital, Li Hui felt uncomfortable and his body was a little limp.
Li Hui waited in line for a long time, and finally it was his turn.
At the registration window, a little nurse asked, "What's wrong?"
"Cough, please help me with the anorectal department."
"I asked what's wrong with you?"
"hemorrhoid."
"Ordinary account, or expert account?"
"Expert number."
It seems that considering the privacy of patients, the anorectal office is on the fourth floor.
Originally, Li Hui was about to take the elevator up, but saw that the elevator was full of people, including old people and sick people.
As a people's policeman, Li Hui was embarrassed to squeeze the elevator with these old and weak women and children.
Just climb the stairs.
Li Hui is a criminal policeman with good physical fitness. Climbing a few flights of stairs was originally nothing to him.
But today, a certain part of his body hurts, and climbing stairs hurts even more.
After climbing to the second floor, he regretted it a little, sister, I am a patient myself, so I have no qualifications to show my spirit.
"Hey, bear with it."
Li Hui continued to climb the stairs, but his posture was a little strange because of the pain.
At the corner of the stairs, someone was standing smoking a cigarette. Seeing Li Hui's strange movements, he couldn't help taking a few glances, holding back his laughter.
Li Hui felt even more ashamed.
Enduring the pain, I went up to the fourth floor. The departments on this floor are all uncommon illnesses, and they are relatively quiet.
Li Hui glanced at the house number, the financial office is also on this floor, and the anorectal department is at the other end of the corridor, so he still has to walk some distance.
As Li Hui walked, he always felt that he heard some unusual movements. Out of the vigilance of a policeman, he stopped and listened carefully. He found that it was the sound from the financial office. When he walked in and listened, the sound became louder. .
"Woo..."
"Bang bang..."
Li Hui raised his eyebrows: "There is a situation!"
…
Qindao City Branch.
These days, there is no case.
On the contrary, Han Bin felt bored, and glanced at the watch on the wall. It was already past five o'clock, and he was about to leave work.
Han Bin's micro-expression analysis skills are learned by paying in installments, and he has to pay 10 points of merit every month.
Yali Mountain is big.
He now has three skills.
Bonus skill: footprint identification (advanced), proficiency +7.
Installment skills: micro-expression analysis (entry level), proficiency +2; installment bill (120 merit points)
Life skills: Lu cuisine (intermediate), proficiency +3;
Merit value +16
Han Bin now has a total of 16 merit points, and his micro-expression analysis proficiency +2, which can be converted into 2 merit points, which is enough to pay for the next month's skill installment quota, so he won't be forced too hard.
"The feeling of being in debt is really hard."
"Papa..." There was a burst of applause.
Zeng Ping walked into the office: "Everyone, come here, there is a case."
"Captain Zeng, what case?" Han Bin asked.
If there is a case, there is a chance to earn merit points. He hopes to pay off the installment bill as soon as possible.
"Robbery."
"A bank, or a jewelry store?"
"Neither." Zeng Ping shook his head: "Get in the car first, and talk in the car."
"Do you want to notify the technical team?"
"I've contacted them, they'll be here shortly."
Everyone packed up their police equipment and got into an off-road vehicle. Zhao Ming sat in the driver's cab: "Captain Zeng, where are you going?"
"The Third City Hospital."
"It's rare for a robbery to happen in a hospital." Tian Li was a little surprised.
"These days, apart from the banks, the hospitals are rich." Zeng Ping snorted.
"There is a large flow of people in the hospital, basically strangers, but it is not easy to be found. Wearing a white coat and a mask makes it easier to cover up." Han Bin analyzed.
"It's also because the hospital doesn't know how to change things. Mobile phone payments don't work. Many patients can only pay in cash. Not only is it inconvenient, but it's also easy to be targeted by bad guys." Zhao Ming checked the fastest route and started the car.
"It will change if you eat a pit and gain wisdom." Zeng Ping said with emotion.
"Captain Zeng, do you want to call Li Hui and ask him to rush over to help?" Tian Li suggested.
"No, this kid is on the scene and has made meritorious deeds."
"What's the meaning?"
"This kid has a big mouth, let him talk at the scene, so you don't have to listen to it twice." Zeng Ping said with a smile.
…
When they arrived at the hospital, the group went directly to the fourth floor.
Outside the financial office, a security guard has been put up, and the police from the nearby police station also arrived at the scene to help maintain order.
"Captain Zeng." Li Hui beckoned.
Han Bin was a little curious: "Li Hui, why are you here?"
"Hey, it's a long story."
"Let's make a long story short." Zeng Ping knew his problem.
"Cough..." Li Hui coughed lightly:
"I came to see a doctor today and happened to be passing by the financial office. I heard some movement inside. First there was a whining sound, and then there was a bang sound. The former sounded like a gagged cry for help, while the latter seemed to be kicking a wall..."
"Li Hui, get to the point." Zeng Ping reminded again.
"I inquired about it, and there was more movement inside, so I called the nurse, and the deputy director in charge, took the spare key, opened the door, and saw a middle-aged woman was tied up, and the safe was also open. .”
"What is the identity of the female victim?"
"The female victim is Zhang Xin, an accountant in the hospital's finance department."
"What time is the exact incident?" Han Bin took out a pen and diary, ready to record the key points.
"Zhang Xin suffered a traumatic head injury. Many details and clues were sent to the hospital for treatment before he had time to ask."
"How much money was stolen?"
Li Hui recalled: "More than 400,000 cash."
Han Bin analyzed: "More than 400,000 yuan is not a small amount. If it is to be taken away, it should be quite obvious."
"When I came here, I paid attention to it. The corridors and halls of the hospital are monitored, and the suspect's traces are likely to be photographed." Zhao Ming said.
"Everyone understands the general case. I will arrange tasks now, and everyone will collect clues separately." Zeng Ping glanced at everyone:
"Tian Li, please make a record for the victim and ask in detail about the physical characteristics of the robber and the process of committing the crime."
"Han Bin, you stay at the scene and see if there are any footprints and other clues."
"Li Hui, go check the hospital surveillance to see if there are any suspicious people."
"Zhao Ming, visit the medical staff and see if there are any witnesses."
"Yes." Everyone agreed.
…
Han Bin put on gloves and shoe covers, and entered the financial room. Lu Wen of the technical team was leading his assistants to collect physical evidence.
Han Bin took a glance, the safe door was open, and there was a pool of blood beside it, which should belong to the accountant Zhang Xin.
In addition, there are no obvious clues such as footprints and tools for committing crimes.
"Reuven, are there any fingerprints of the suspect?"
"No."
"What about other clues?" Han Bin asked.
Lu Wen held his eyes with his right index finger: "The scene should have been cleaned up, even the victim's fingerprints were not found."
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