"Who is at Lin's Bank?"
"Their chairman, Lin Anzhi."
Mo Bing was stunned, and after regaining his senses, he turned around and ran towards the stairs.
"Mo Bing!"
Just as Jiang Jiusheng stepped out to chase after her, the lobby manager stopped her: "Young Madam, there are people coming and going upstairs, I'm afraid they will crowd you, you wait here, I'll go and have a look."
If the young lady made any mistake, ten of his heads would not be enough to pay for it, but the sixth young master had already explained it, and nothing else mattered, the young lady couldn't lose even a single hair.
The corridor was full of people, and it was very crowded. Jiang Jiusheng was having a hard time moving, so he had to stop and lean against the wall, trying to avoid the crowd.
"Call the police?"
The manager replied: "It has been reported."
Jiang Jiusheng hesitated a little, and then asked, "Is the person still alive?"
The manager nods.
She breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she is still alive, if the person is gone, Mo Bing will probably be gone too.
The manager said again: "The ambulance has been called, young lady, you wait here, I'll go first." Afterwards, the manager called two security guards over to protect Jiang Jiusheng together with the front desk before going upstairs.
The shooting accident happened on the fourteenth floor.
When Mo Bing arrived, Ding Chunlei was pressing Lin Anzhi's head with a towel. The white towel was completely red and full of blood. He was lying on the ground with his eyes open and motionless.
She stumbled over, not daring to move him, and called his name.
Lin Anzhi's originally hollow pupils suddenly focused, reflecting a pale face, he opened his mouth, and his voice was intermittent: "Mo... Bing..."
Two words, as if trying my best.
Mo Bing knelt down, stretched out his hand to touch him, but stopped again, just froze like that: "Don't talk." As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice trembled, "Stop talking."
"Don't-"
Her voice choked and she couldn't speak.
Lin Anzhi stretched out his hand towards her, his fingertips were covered in blood, and trembling violently. She held it, it was cold, and there was no temperature at all. She opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't say anything, from whimpering to crying loudly.
Her whole world, at this moment, collapsed...
Lin Anzhi's face was covered with blood, the towel pressing the wound was soaked, warm liquid rolled from behind the ears to his neck, and the collar of his white shirt was also stained red.
He said: "No, cry." Holding her hand, he said every word with difficulty.
Mo Bing cried even harder. He didn't know what to say, he was irrational, and he couldn't think. He just kept calling his name and crying.
He raised his hand slowly, and wiped her tears with bloody fingertips. There was blood in his eyes, and her shadow was bright red: "I will not die," said one word after another, "Don't you Cried… "
His eyelids closed slowly, and his hands dropped.
Mo Bing cried: "An Zhi!"
Shi Jin came here ten minutes after the accident. He came out of Qin's clubhouse in a hurry, without an umbrella, and his forehead was a little wet. He was in a hurry, and his eyes were covered with winter cold.
"Sheng Sheng."
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned: "Why-"
Shi Jin lowered his body and hugged her: "I can't let you go out from now on." He let out a long sigh as if he had lingering fears in his heart.
When he heard about the accident in the hotel, his first thought was that someone else was going to kill his family Shengsheng. Even if he knew that it was Lin Anzhi who was shot, his delusional symptoms of being murdered did not ease at all.
Jiang Jiusheng patted him on the back to reassure him: "I'm fine."
Shi Jin suppressed his emotions and said in a low voice, "If something happens, it will be too late."
After hugging for a while, she withdrew from his arms: "I'm going to see Mo Bing."
Shi Jin refused without thinking: "It's too messy and dangerous, don't go anywhere, I'll take you home."
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "You go with me."
He lowered his voice: "Sheng Sheng."
"I'm not sure," she insisted.
He couldn't resist her: "Okay, I'll take you there." He turned and told the person in charge of the hotel, "Call out the surveillance, cooperate with the police, and check and clear the place as soon as possible."
"Yes, Sixth Master."
Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng to the fourteenth floor by the internal elevator.
People from the police station and the hospital arrived almost at the same time. Lin Anzhi's condition may not be very good. He bled a lot and had already been sent to the ambulance. Shi Jin called the hospital to say hello and went directly to the operation. She was in a trance, and Jiang Jiusheng accompanied her to the hospital, while Shi Jin stayed behind to cooperate with the investigation.
The alarm has not been lifted. The hotel immediately blocked the exit and checked the customers and staff in the hotel one by one, but found nothing.
"Lin Anzhi's secretary was the first to find out. He said that the door was closed at the time." Jiang Kai said, "There was no sign of a fight in the room."
Huo Yining walked around the room.
"I don't know the condition of Lin Anzhi's injury yet, but a bullet was found at the scene, so it can be preliminarily inferred that the bullet hit Lin Anzhi's brain." Jiang Kai walked to the bathroom door, pointed to the opposite wall, "then Hit the bathroom door and bounced off the wall."
Huo Yining dipped his fingers into the blood on the ground, it was still warm: "The model of the bullet."
"Type 51 7.62*25MM pistol bullet."
Very common firearms, this clue is not easy to check.
Huo Yining put on gloves and went to the bathroom: "Did you get your fingerprints and footprints?"
"In addition to Lin Anzhi's own, our forensic colleagues took fingerprints of three people on the door, but it is still not certain whether the fingerprints were left by the hotel staff." Jiang Kai looked at the notes on the notebook and added, "Besides, when Ding Chunlei came in, the window was open."
Huo Yining walked through the scene carefully, and he had an idea: "Jiang Kai, you and Zheng Zheng go to adjust the hotel surveillance."
"OK."
Huo Yining turned back: "Do you have any ideas?"
Shi Jin was leaning against the door, and did not enter the room. He was facing the light behind him, and his eyes showed no emotion at all. "Your colleague's guess is wrong." He pointed to a place, and said in a very calm tone, "The murderer should be standing there. The bathroom door was fired, and it rebounded and scratched Lin Anzhi before finally hitting the opposite wall."
Huo Yining raised his eyelids: "So?"
"The other party doesn't want to kill people," Shi Jin paused for a moment, his brows and eyes were calm, with mixed emotions, "However, it was self-defeating."
Don't want to kill.
That is for another purpose.
When Shi Jin returned to Tianbei Hospital, it was already six o'clock, Lin Anzhi was still undergoing surgery, the hospital corridor was cold, Jiang Jiusheng was sitting on a chair, not wearing much, Shi Jin walked over with a frown.
"How is the hotel?"
"The police are already investigating." He shook her hand, it was really cold, and covered her for a while, "Go to eat first?"
It was already six o'clock, and she hadn't eaten for more than five hours. She had no appetite at noon and only ate a little.
Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.
Mo Bing sat at the other end, feeling quite calm: "Shengsheng, I'll just keep watch. You are pregnant, so you can't be hungry. You and Shi Jin go to eat first."
At this time, the door of the operating room opened.
The chief surgeon was Director Zhao from the Department of Neurosurgery. He came out wearing a mask: "Which one is the patient's family?"
Mo Bing got up violently, his footsteps swaying: "I am."
Director Zhao said: "The current situation is basically stable, but the patient has injured his brain and needs to be observed for 72 hours. As long as he can regain consciousness, there should be no major problems."
Mo Bing breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the chief surgeon, her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, her legs were a little weak, she leaned on the wall, and calmed down, her back and palms were covered with cold sweat, and only then did she feel the biting coldness.
Only then did Director Zhao notice that Shi Jin was there, and greeted him: "Doctor Shi."
Shi Jin nodded: "It's troublesome."
"Doctor Shi is polite."
Afterwards, Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng away, Lin Anzhi was transferred to the intensive care unit, Mo Bing stayed behind, and stayed in the hospital with Lin Anzhi's secretary all night.
The next day, Jiang Jiusheng packed breakfast and soup and went to the hospital. Mo Bing was sitting on a chair outside the ward, distracted, with a haggard face. He probably hadn't slept all night, cried again, and his eyes were very red and swollen.
She didn't eat two bites of breakfast, she had no appetite.
Jiang Jiusheng advised: "Go and rest for a while."
"I'm fine." Mo Bing drank the soup in the bowl and said to Jiang Jiusheng, "Don't run to the hospital, you are still pregnant with the child."
Jiang Jiusheng answered the words graciously: "You can rest assured that I won't run away."
"Feel sorry."
She was very straightforward: "I forgive you."
Mo Bing smiled.
Jiang Jiusheng stopped teasing her: "Don't worry, you'll wake up." She also specifically added, saying seriously, "If you believe me, my husband is a doctor."
Mo Bing couldn't laugh or cry, being teased by her made her feel much better.
Shi Jin went to the clinic today, and because of the rain, Jiang Jiusheng didn't rehearse the play, so he stayed in the hospital with Mo Bing, saying that he would go back with Shi Jin when he got off work.
"Sheng Sheng."
"Um."
Mo Bing stood in front of the ward, did not go in, looked at the people in the window, and seemed to be dazed for a long time, she said, her voice was a little weak: "I know that I love him, but I just don't know, so I love him so much."
The authorities are confused.
At least Jiang Jiusheng knew how much Mo Bing loved Lin Anzhi. She asked Mo Bing, "Do you still hate him?"
Mo Bing thought for a while and nodded: "Hate, my dad's injury still hurts even now, and my unborn child, I always dream of him, it's a little boy, I can't see his face clearly, Take my hand and call me mom."
How much you love, how much you hate.
She stood there for a long time without going in. At nine o'clock, her father called.
"dad."
Qin's Hotel has recently been on the cusp of the storm, and the media reported it wildly at the slightest sign of trouble. Mo Bing's father learned about it from the news.
My father didn't get to the bottom of it, just asked a few simple questions.
"In the hospital?"
"Well, in the hospital."
The father asked again: "How is An Zhi?"
Anzhi, taken from Anzhi Ruosu, the name was given by his father. Mo Bing swallowed the sourness in his stomach, and calmly replied to his father: "I haven't woken up yet."
Over there, the father was silent.
After a while, he warned in a gentle voice: "Take care of yourself too, and don't fall ill."
Mo Bing replied: "I know."
"Then I'll die." The father said again, "In two days, your mother and I will go to Jiangbei to see you."
you.
Lin Anzhi was also included.
They haven't seen each other for more than a year. Because of Mo Bing's relationship, my father didn't even mention Lin Anzhi. The injury from the car accident took nearly half a year. My father suffered a lot, but he never once complained in front of her. , even at home, Lin Anzhi's room and Lin Anzhi's things were all intact, as if everything had happened.
Mo Bing didn't know what her father was thinking. Her father was a professor of philosophy, he didn't talk much, and he never had a heart-to-heart talk with anyone, even family members.
Before hanging up the phone, Mo Bing called: "Dad."
"Um."
She was silent, choked up and said, "I'm sorry."
Father was smoking over there, using matches, and the rubbing sound came into the receiver, along with his old but firm voice.
"Stupid or not, I'm your father, so I'm sorry."
Mo Bing squatted against the wall, listening to his father slowly say: "I knew when you brought An Zhi home when you were fourteen, my daughter was going to be abducted by this child."
The father paused for a while, smoking a cigarette, and said: "I want to treat him better, so that he can treat my daughter better in the future. I have raised him as my child for more than ten years, Mo Bing , as a parent, you will never be cruel to your children. I can't decide for you about you and Anzhi. You have to think for yourself, but Anzhi and our family can't be broken when the household registration is moved out. , A few days ago, your mother made preserved fish that he likes to eat."
Mo Bing lowered his head, tears fell on the ground, and listened to his father, who was always quiet, talking for a long time.
Jiangbei Municipal Bureau.
Zhao Tengfei is giving a statement to Ding Chunlei, Lin Anzhi's accompanying secretary.
"I've been busy with overseas investment projects for the past few days. The partner was running out of time, so Mr. Lin stayed in the hotel for several nights."
Ding Chunlei thought for a while before continuing, trying to be as detailed as possible: "There was an overseas meeting at one o'clock, and the representatives of the partners were blocked on the elevated road, so I ordered lunch for Mr. Lin first, and I only went out for less than fifteen minutes. I saw him lying injured in the room." He added, "I knocked on the door once, but no one answered, I thought Mr. Lin was taking a lunch break."
Zhao Tengfei asked: "Has Lin Anzhi offended anyone recently?"
Ding Chunlei shook his head quickly: "Mr. Lin works 24 hours a day for 14 hours, and all he comes into contact with are bank customers. I have been with Mr. Lin for more than a year, and I have never seen him conflict with others. , that is, they seldom talk." He thought, "If we really want to make enemies, there will be only the Wen family."
When he mentioned the Wen family, he remembered another thing: "Before Mr. Lin was injured, Mr. Wen came to see Mr. Lin."
"Who is Xiao Wen always?"
"Miss of the Wen family, Wen Shihao."
In the statement, Zhao Tengfei underlined Wen Shihao's name.
After the interrogation, Huo Yining came out of the listening room, and Xiao Jiang said, "Captain, there is a new discovery." He turned the computer screen in one direction and pointed at it, "The hotel surveillance captured Wen Shihao entering Lin Anzhi's room, and , During this period, apart from her, there was no second person."
Huo Yining reversed the video a bit and watched it again: "Bring someone to the police station for questioning."
An hour later, Wen Shihao sat in the interrogation room of the police station, and Huo Yining interrogated herself.
"What did you call me for?"
Her expression was calm, without any panic.
Huo Yining turned the laptop to her and pointed at the person in the video: "Is this you?"
She just glanced at it and said, "I didn't hurt anyone."
To deal with it calmly, she must have understood the ins and outs.
Huo Yining was too lazy to go around and turned off the computer: "Our police didn't say you were the murderer, but just wanted you to explain why you were at the scene?" Habitually knocking his hands on the table, he added, " Your fingerprints were on the scene, and the surveillance cameras captured it, and you stayed inside for five minutes before coming out."
She didn't deny it: "I'm going to talk to Lin Anzhi about the matter."
"whats the matter?"
"It's about the bank."
"Be more specific."
Wen Shihao pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and then said: "I want to go back to the board of directors. He is the chairman, and I need his consent."
Huo Yining speculated: "If Lin Anzhi disagrees, you won't be able to enter Lin's Bank?"
She nods.
Huo Yining retracted his long legs, sat up straight, and changed the topic, with a bit of oppression: "That is to say, you have a motive to hurt others."
Wen Shihao sat upright, and immediately denied: "I didn't hurt anyone."
Huo Yining didn't give her time to explain: "But apart from you, no one has ever entered the room. From the moment Lin Anzhi entered the room to the time he was shot within fifteen minutes, the surveillance only captured you."
Wen Shi was so pale that she argued loudly: "It cannot be ruled out that someone hid in the room beforehand. The window was open at the time, and the murderer fired. It is impossible to say that he escaped through the window."
Indeed, the window was open.
Huo Yining looked serious: "What else did you see?"
"I didn't see the murderer either. The door was open when I went in. Lin Anzhi was already injured and was lying on the ground bleeding a lot." Wen Shihao lowered her head and looked down, "I was too flustered at the time, so I calmed down a little while."
Huo Yining answered lazily: "The result of your calmness is that you can't save yourself?"
Wen Shihao looked up, didn't answer, and asked back: "In the law, which rule says that citizens must act bravely in righteousness?"
Huo Yining was laughed at by her.
He asked this question too much. If Lin Anzhi really died, she would be the one who would benefit the most. How could it be possible to act bravely and not take advantage of the fire to rob her
Wen Shi was so calm and continued: "I was too scared and panicked, so I forgot to call the emergency call, and I was afraid that your police might suspect me, so I left the scene." After she finished speaking, she raised her eyelids to look at Huo Yi Ning, "Don't break the law, Team Huo."
It's so arrogant, I want to fuck her up and lock her up.
"Whether you have committed a crime or not, we will investigate." Huo Yining stood up and pulled out the chair. "Currently you are the only suspect in this case. Moreover, you are still on probation. Our police will detain you."
"Can I contact my lawyer?"
"Can."
Coming out of the interrogation room, Huo Yining directly gave an order: "Jiang Kai, go to the hotel and check outside Lin Anzhi's window to see if there are any clues left."
"OK."
"Xiaojiang, check all the surveillance cameras in each building to see if there are any abnormal situations where you can only enter but cannot enter, or only exit but cannot enter."
"OK."
Tianbei Hospital.
Twenty hours after Lin Anzhi's surgery, he still hadn't regained consciousness. It was still raining outside. The rain was light, more like water mist, drifting endlessly. The temperature was very low, and the raindrops on the window condensed into ice. Can't see things vaguely.
Mo Bing opened the door of the ward and was taken aback for a moment: "Why are you here?"
Qin Mingzhu stood at the door, he didn't know if he just came here or had been there all the time, he was knocked out, he was a little embarrassed, he lowered his head annoyed, his hair was drenched in the rain, and he looked listless.
He said: "I heard from my sixth brother, come and see you." He looked at Mo Bing with soft eyes, unlike the usual sleepy look, and asked carefully, "Are you okay?"
Mo Bing closed the door of the ward, stood by the wall, and said, "It's okay."
lie.
Her complexion was not good at all, and her eyes were swollen.
Qin Mingzhu swallowed the words back, not knowing what to say, stood for a while at a loss, silent and uncomfortable, and said: "Then I'll go back."
After finishing speaking, he regretted it, and pursed his lips remorsefully.
Mo Bing said yes.
He scratched his messy hair and turned around slowly. In such a cold day, he was wearing a thin sweater and no scarf. His fair neck was exposed, and it was a little red from the cold.
Mo Bing called to him: "Pearl."
Qin Mingzhu turned her head back, her eyes were like a pair of stars, after the laziness faded away, they were clean and clear, when she looked at people seriously, she was very focused and beautiful.
"I'll see you off," she said, "I'm afraid you'll get lost again."
Qin Mingzhu struggled for a moment, frowned, then let go, and finally nodded: "Okay."
Mo Bing took an umbrella and went downstairs with him. She walked in front, and he followed behind, with his head down, only occasionally looking up at her.
I was speechless all the way, and when I reached the gate of the hospital, Mo Bing asked, "Can I find my way back?"
Qin Mingzhu licked her lips and nodded.
She didn't ask any more, and handed over the umbrella: "It might rain later, so take your umbrella."
"Um."
He took the umbrella, put on the hat of the sweater, walked out of the hospital gate, stood still in the wind and rain, and looked back at her.
Mo Bing waved: "Then goodbye."
He looked at it for a while, took an umbrella and left.
It was very cold outside, and the rain and fog were blown everywhere by the wind. Mo Bing shivered and walked back. After walking a few steps, he was stopped by a shout.
"Mo Bing."
she turned back.
Qin Mingzhu ran back again, and he carried the umbrella crookedly on his shoulder. He stood by the roadside and shouted: "I wish you happiness."