It was half past twelve when Ren Jiayuan received the call.
At this time, he was sitting in the car, lazily tying the steering wheel, ready to go home and have a good sleep. Suddenly his cell phone rang, the call was from Chu Ci, but it was cut off before Ren Jiayuan answered it.
Ren Jiayuan didn't pay much attention, he thought maybe Chu Ci woke up in the middle of the night and found that he had gone home, so he called to thank him.
Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, the phone rang again, and after about a few seconds, it went off again.
Ren Jiayuan was stunned for a moment, and hit back with his backhand. Unexpectedly, the phone hadn't been picked up for a long time, and when it was about to hang up automatically, it was picked up suddenly. Chu Ci's drunken voice came out: "...Hello?"
Ren Jiayuan frowned, he heard the sound of splashing water coming from the other side: "Chu Gong, what's wrong?"
There was silence on the phone, as if Chu Ci had fallen asleep. Ren Jiayuan waited and waited until he couldn't help but feed him several times before he heard him lazily say: "...I fell down..."
He paused, and added: "I can't get up."
Ren Jiayuan cursed angrily in his heart, hung up the phone with a snap, turned the car around and drove back.
When Ren Jiayuan came out from Chu Ci's house, he didn't go back directly, but went to a teahouse to drink a cup of tea, sobering up a bit. So even though an hour had passed, when Chu Ci called, Ren Jiayuan was still not far from his home.
In less than fifteen minutes, Ren Jiayuan drove back, stood at the door of the apartment and knocked vigorously on the door: "Chu Gong! Chu Gong! Come and open the door!"
He shot like this for about a bowl of tea without anyone coming to open it, and no one answered the phone, which made Ren Jiayuan very irritable, thinking that I really have had enough trouble tonight! How did Lao Tzu, a dignified director of surgery, become a coachman doing manual labor? !
"Chugong, if you don't open me again, I will smash the door! I really smashed the door!" Ren Jiayuan hammered the door panel heavily, and then twisted the doorknob irritably: "I told you, I will call the police too! I am..."
click.
The door opened.
Ren Jiayuan was stunned for a moment, looked at the doorknob, then at his own hand, and scratched his head in confusion after a while: "...is it unlocked?"
Thanks to Lao Tzu's knocking for a long time, the door is not locked at all
There was no movement in the huge apartment, except for the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, not even a light was turned on. Ren Jiayuan turned on the headlights all the way, pushed open the door of the bathroom to look, and was almost suffocated by the steam that hit his face.
Water is everywhere.
The shower was on, and I don't know how long it has been on. In the bathtub, on the sink, on the floor... there were traces of warm water everywhere, and Chu Ci was curled up in the corner by the bathtub, with his head hanging down. On the side, I don't know if I have fallen asleep.
The white cotton bathrobe he was wearing had been soaked through, and his hair, which had become softer and blacker due to the moisture, was attached to his forehead, making his skin whiter and smoother. The long eyelashes were stained with water vapor and fell on the eyelids, showing a shocking fragility and elegance at first glance.
Ren Jiayuan just stood by the door and looked at him for more than ten seconds before he came back to his senses and coughed forcefully: "Chu Gong? Chu Gong?... Are you still awake?"
Chu Ci slowly raised her head, without opening her eyes, she just snorted.
Ren Jiayuan strode into the bathroom, not caring that the water soaked his Iron Lion Tony calfskin shoes. He lifted Chu Ci up from the ground and put him on top of him, turned off the shower, and brought this beautiful and dangerous engineer with a strong personality into the bedroom.
The moment he walked into the bedroom, he felt that he was going to die. Han Yue bought and furnished this apartment with his own hands, but he never stayed in this bedroom with Chu Ci for a second. Now he has come in twice, and both times he hugged the unconscious Chu Ci.
Regardless of the truth, at least Han Yue knew that he would kill someone.
"Where's your pajamas? You have to change when your clothes get wet."
In order to prevent himself from seeing Chu Ci, Ren Jiayuan turned his back to the closet, as if he was about to rummage through his pajamas.
"..." There was silence behind him, and it was only after a while that Chu Ci asked lazily: "Are you afraid of me?"
Ren Jiayuan's fingers holding on to the wardrobe door became stiff, and his throat felt a little tight: "Why should I be afraid of you?"
"Yes, you are not afraid of me." Chu Ci's laughter came from behind: "——you are afraid of Han Yue."
"...everyone is afraid of Han Yue, and I'm just one of them. Do you think Hou Yu is not afraid of him? Do you think Pei Zhi is not afraid of him? It's not that as long as you are classified into the circle of princelings, you can get along with everyone in this circle. A person is equal, the families of the princelings are also strong and weak, and the abilities of the princelings themselves are also strong and weak! The Han family and Han Yue have broken the balance of this circle for several years! I am a little afraid of such a person. What's wrong?"
Ren Jiayuan suddenly turned his head and wanted to say something, but when he caught Chu Ci's gaze, he suddenly stopped.
Chu Ci sat leaning on the head of the bed, raised her head slightly to look at him, her eyes were steady and calm, but there was an indescribable... withdrawn meaning.
"Look, I'm not afraid of him." Chu Ci said slowly, with soothing contempt in her voice, "From the first time I dealt with him, what he showed me was absolutely violent, strong, and undeniable. , the iron and ruthless side. It is not illegal for him to beat people, he legally owns guns, he can be regarded as a typical example of violence in this society, so I don’t want to deal with him, I feel disgusted even by looking at him. No, this is not Fear, just like I see a fly buzzing around the house all day long, I will not be afraid of this fly, but I hate staying under the same roof with it 24 hours a day. If you can’t get rid of this fly Flies, then I'll leave by myself."
He paused and said: "You once said that Han Yue really liked me, and Han Yue also said that he would change and learn well in the future. I don't care whether this is true or not, but from my point of view, no matter what he does in the future What kind of a good person he has become, in my eyes, he always represents violence and cold blood, represents meanness, selfishness, arrogance and bullying. Because I will always remember the first time I asked him to leave my house, he handcuffed me I was handcuffed behind my back to a chair for two days and two nights."
Ren Jiayuan was stunned for a while, unable to say a word for a long time.
He coughed after a while, and let out a tight voice from his throat: "Why are you telling me these things?"
"Because you look like you drank too much tonight." Chu Ci said flatly, "Especially when you look at me."
Ren Jiayuan thought that he had already passed the age of a boy, but the moment Chu Ci finished speaking, his complexion suddenly brightened, the blood all over his body rose to his face, and then he wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.
"... And I drank too much." Chu Ci raised her head, leaned deeply on the head of the bed, and sighed so lightly that she could hardly hear it, "I'm just... just too tired..."
Ren Jiayuan stood there for a long time, unable to utter a word, but also unable to move, his mind was blank and he was at a loss. And Chu Ci maintained that posture, raised his head deeply exhausted, and exposed his beautiful throat unsuspectingly.
Ren Jiayuan knew that he should leave quickly at this time, and leave immediately, but he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't make a normal tone.
Just then his cell phone rang, which was especially harsh in the quiet bedroom.
"...Hello, Pei Zhi?"
Pei Zhi asked emphatically on the phone: "Where are you, old Ren, how can you call your house and no one answered?"
Ren Jiayuan did not dare to truthfully say that he was in Chu Ci's bedroom no matter what, but luckily Pei Zhi just asked that, and then changed the subject: "Come to the hospital quickly, something happened. Zhao Ting is in the Chunchang Garden Building One of my arms was cut off, and I am being sent to your hospital for first aid, so hurry up and check the situation!"
Ren Jiayuan was shocked: "What? An arm was cut off?!"
It was a little late when Ren Jiayuan arrived at the hospital, because Chu Ci asked to go with him after hearing the call. Ren Jiayuan originally didn't plan to take him. First, he knew that Chu Ci was in poor health. He had just been discharged from the hospital with stomach bleeding, and he drank too much tonight. Second, he knew that Han Yue had tabooed on Zhao Ting. On the night of the accident, Chu Ci went to see him specially, and it was probably another trouble.
Ren Jiayuan originally made up his mind to persuade Chu Ci to rest at home, but Chu Ci insisted on going, and his attitude was extremely firm. At his age, Ren Jiayuan couldn't keep him at home and not let him go, not to mention it was very difficult for him to refuse the engineer's request, so he could only compromise in the end.
It was almost three o'clock when the two arrived at the hospital, and the operation had not yet been completed, and the corridor outside the operating room was surrounded by police officers. Pei Zhi was talking to the doctor and others, and when he saw them coming, he was stunned for a moment: "Chu... Gong? Why are you here?"
Ren Jiayuan opened his mouth, but before he could explain, Chu Ci said, "Doctor Ren drove me here."
I don't know if it's because of the illusion or the light, but Pei Zhi's expression seems to change.
"...you were together just now?"
Ren Jiayuan froze violently.
Chu Ci said, "He invited me to dinner."
That sound was an understatement, without any extra emotion, it was as normal as saying "Have you eaten?" when meeting on the road.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Pei Zhi's eyes changed immediately, and Ren Jiayuan felt that those eyes pierced his body like steel needles, which made him almost shiver. Fortunately, it was only a momentary event. Before he could react, Pei Zhi withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Chu Gong has just been discharged from the hospital, so he should rest at home at this late hour. How could he come here casually... You can come here if you feel like it." When it’s all over, I’ll call someone to take you back. ——Ah no, it’s already three o’clock, and I don’t know how long I’ve been going back and forth, so I might as well open a ward for you to sleep in.”
As he said that, Pei Zhi turned his head away: "Xiao Zhang! Go and say hello to the deputy hospital. I have a friend who has just been discharged from the hospital and is weak. He couldn't stay up in the middle of the night. I asked him to open a single ward."
Hearing this, a young man in police uniform heaved, turned around and left in a hurry.
Chu Ci said: "I really don't want to sleep in the hospital bed anymore..." But he yawned after speaking, although he covered it with his hands, there was exhaustion in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.
"It's about one night. Be careful when you're just out of the hospital. Besides, people can't stay up all night, didn't you say that? Eating a pig overnight is worse than sleeping."
Pei Zhi spoke very gently, but also firmly. Chu Ci didn't want to argue with others on this issue, so she rubbed her eyes to regain her senses and asked, "What's going on with Zhao Ting?"
Ren Jiayuan, who had been in a state of embarrassment, frowned all of a sudden and became serious.
"Oh, this, I talked to the police just now. Lao Zhao called a lady to go to Chunchang Garden tonight, but before getting out of the car and entering the apartment, the lady was knocked unconscious from behind, and Lao Zhao also After being knocked out, his right arm was cut off." Pei Zhi took a breath and said, "It was found around half past twelve, a neighbor who came home late at night was scared out of his wits, and called the police at that time. The right arm fell on the side of the body, and the blood flowed all over the place. Fortunately, it was discovered early, and it was not killed due to excessive blood loss."
Chu Ci asked: "Any clues?"
"It's hard to say. There is no surveillance video at the entrance of Chunchang Garden. This is the last time Lao Zhao entertained a group of people... to play, and then asked people to remove the surveillance video at the entrance of the apartment."
When talking about "go to play", Pei Zhi paused, as if he swallowed something abruptly, Chu Ci was slightly puzzled: "What are you playing?"
Ren Jiayuan coughed vigorously a few times, and even Pei Zhi looked away in embarrassment, "It's...it's nothing, just a normal party."
Zhao Ting's kind of master who is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, needless to say what kind of party he will hold. As a cleanliness doctor, Ren Jiayuan doesn't usually go there; Pei Zhi, as a man with no special hobbies in this area, rarely attends. But by coincidence, they were all there when Zhao Ting had someone remove the surveillance video at the gate of Chunchang Garden.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.
Chu Ci didn't seem to be aware of this embarrassment, and didn't delve into the corrupt past of these princelings. He only asked calmly, "Can you still connect the hands?"
"It's a little dangerous. After all, it took too long to be cut down. It's not bad if you can get your life back."
"...It's not bad if you can get your life back." Chu Ci repeated slowly, and laughed in a low voice: "This shows that he didn't do anything that hurt the world, so his life shouldn't be lost. Although he lost an arm, But he survived."
Although he was smiling when he said this, his tone was quite cold, not at all like talking about a friend who came to visit in the middle of the night, Ren Jiayuan couldn't help but glance at him.
"You guys chat first," Chu Ci straightened his collar and said calmly, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Pei Zhi smiled and nodded, watching him walk through the crowd to the bathroom.
Ren Jiayuan held his forehead with an "ah" sound, and sighed with a terrible headache: "Fortunately, I don't need to have surgery today. I haven't slept all day. I have a terrible headache... What do you think about Lao Zhao? Seeking revenge? How can someone who seeks revenge don't want to die, but only needs one arm?"
"Perhaps the person who seeks revenge thinks that the revenge is not enough to pay with his life." Pei Zhi looked away, and said calmly, "Maybe the person who seeks revenge thinks that Zhao Ting is not Hou Hongchang, and did not kill the migrant worker. Child, so it is not enough to die."
Ren Jiayuan was surprised: "Why are you related to Hou Hongchang?"
"Do you know how Hou Hongchang died? He was killed cleanly with a knife, and the entire cervical vertebra was almost broken. Do you know what the incision was after Zhao Ting's right arm was cut off? The whole cut surface was clean and smooth, A complete and neat arc, without any bone fragments. The knife edge cuts through the right shoulder blade, cuts off the muscles, bones and blood vessels, and protrudes from the armpit, directly separating the right arm from the body. Even when the knife edge comes out of the When the armpit was pierced, it didn't touch any skin on Lao Zhao's armpit other than the incision."
Pei Zhi paused, and his tone became low: "One cut, it's just one cut. There is no other wound on Lao Zhao's whole body other than this cut, not even a scrape at all!"
Generally speaking, it is impossible for a person who is intentionally chopped to have only one scar on his body, because the human body is not pork after all. No matter how ruthless a person is, there is always hesitation before using the knife. A few knives are slightly shallower.
Even if a knife is accidentally injured in a group fight, the blade will cause two wounds from entering to exiting, the one entering is shallow, and the one exiting is deep. Because under normal circumstances, a light knife enters and a heavy knife exits, while suicide is just the opposite. Forensic doctors look at this difference when distinguishing suicide or homicide.
However, whether it was Hou Hongchang or Zhao Ting, their wounds were extremely smooth and complete, forming a neat and horizontal scar, which showed that the opponent's force was very even, very calm, and extremely agile when they slashed.
This is not a knife wound that ordinary people can make, and even some professionals find it difficult to do it.
"Hou Hongchang was killed with one knife, and Zhao Ting's right arm was chopped off with another knife." Pei Zhi took a deep breath and said word by word: "The two things must be done by the same person."
Ren Jiayuan took a breath, and suddenly a chill came from his bone marrow.
At this moment, Xiao Zhang came over and bowed to Pei Zhi respectfully: "Mr. Pei, the ward is open, VIP area No. 1."
"Okay, I'll trouble you." Pei Zhi raised his foot to leave, but suddenly remembered something, stopped and sneered at Ren Jiayuan: "By the way, old Ren, where are you and Mr. Chu eating until three o'clock in the morning?"
Ren Jiayuan became anxious all of a sudden: "Where are you thinking! I invited Mr. Chu to have a meal, and I drank too much, and then I sent him home to take care of him, it's just such a trivial matter! Fuck, you If I tell Han Ershao about it, I will be finished!"
Pei Zhi stared at Ren Jiayuan, and just stared at him for a long time without moving, his eyes couldn't tell what it meant, Ren Jiayuan felt terrified: "Hey, you..."
"Do it well." Pei Zhi suddenly patted him on the shoulder and sneered: "If you can pry Chu Gong away from Han Yue, I will definitely give you a generous thank you gift!"
Ren Jiayuan was taken aback for a moment, Pei Zhi turned around and left in stride.
"...Hey, where are you going?"
Pei Zhi waved his hand, without turning his head, his voice was far away, "I have something to go to Chu Gong!..."