Jiangbei City Police Department.
It was completely dark, and Huo Yining was still interrogating the suspect.
"Where were you from nine in the morning to one in the afternoon on the twenty-seventh?"
Zheng Cheng avoided Huo Yining's gaze, and answered quickly: "Go to work, what else can I do?"
Huo Yining was not in a hurry, played with him slowly, threw away the pen, and looked at him leisurely: "There are no check-in and sign-in records, your boss said you were on vacation that day."
Zheng Cheng's eyes dodged: "I forgot, who remembers what happened so long ago." He changed his words and said, "I'm sleeping at home."
"Can anyone prove it?"
"No."
Huo Yining licked his back molars, and said lazily, "You don't recognize it, do you?"
"Admit what?" He boldly retorted, "I was wronged."
The tone is plausible, and the eyes are dodging.
Bluff, there are ghosts.
Huo Yining didn't force it, and slowly knocked on the table and waited. After about five minutes of touching, the mobile phone on the table finally rang.
He picked it up, hung up in less than a minute, and raised his eyes: "In the trash can near your house, I found a pistol, 51-type 7.62*25MM pistol bullets, which matched the bullets on the scene. It was sent for fingerprint comparison, and the footprints collected at the scene also matched the prints of the professional non-slip shoes at home, so you still have to quibble?"
Zheng Cheng's eyes flickered in a hurry, and he lowered his head and said stiffly: "That kind of shoes are very common, and many people who work at heights will wear them, so it doesn't mean anything."
Don't cry if you don't see the coffin.
OK, let's get a coffin.
Huo Yining threw away the pen and got up: "You want evidence, right? I'll look for it." He pushed his back molars and smiled mischievously, "Let me find evidence, you have to be prepared to spend a few more years in prison. "
Zheng Cheng's face was earthy, he pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Outside the window, the lights are already on.
Jiang Jiusheng answered the phone in a bad mood.
After Shi Jin finished serving the porridge, he called her back to the dining table. The porridge was a bit hot and still hanging out. He asked her, "Whose phone is it?"
"Teacher's."
"What's wrong?"
She frowned, and at the same time Jin said: "Duan Yuan was found to be depressed, and the teacher wants to take Bomei to accompany it."
Shi Jin paused for a moment while holding the spoon, surprised: "That Erha is also depressed?"
In my impression, the dog was so excited that he could jump into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the moon.
Jiang Jiusheng also found it incredible: "Tangyuan is pregnant, and dogs are more likely to be depressed during pregnancy."
"..."
Slap.
Shi Jin's spoon fell into the bowl, probably because Jiang Jiusheng was also pregnant, Shi Jin, the father-to-be, asked something he would never ask: "Bomei has been sterilized, whose child is it?"
Both dogs are too human, so the owners of both sides acquiesce that they are a pair.
Jiang Jiusheng frowned: "The teacher said he didn't know either. I took Tangyuan for a walk before, and the dog leash came off. I guess I got pregnant that time. I don't know what breed I was pregnant with. It's probably because of this that Tangyuan got depressed. Syndrome." She had a sudden thought, "Has Bomei been green?"
"..."
Shi Jin had a headache, two dogs, why are there so many scenes.
The next day, Master Xie went to Xu's house to pick up Bomei. Mr. Xu was not very happy, and said a few words to his old buddies, mainly to scold him for not being optimistic about dogs, so that the glutinous rice balls were ruined by wild dogs outside. It makes Bomei a piece of green, and what is even more aggrieved is that there will be small wild species in the future.
Master Xie is also very helpless, the wild dog is strong, and his Princess Tangyuan is a weak bitch, what else can I do
That's the end of the matter for the time being, but the matter of Tangyuan's depression set off a wake-up call for Shi Jin. It's easy to be depressed during pregnancy, not to mention Jiang Jiusheng has a history of depression.
Unfortunately, on the same day, a woman in Tianbei Hospital's Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology died on the operating table. Shi Jin witnessed it with her own eyes, and her palms were dripping with cold sweat.
After that, his sense of anxiety increased day by day, which was manifested in the fact that he stayed with Jiang Jiusheng longer and longer, and was obsessed with her, unable to extricate himself, getting thinner and sleepless at night.
the next day.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Jiusheng finished her meal and found that Shi Jin still had no plans to go out. She couldn't help being curious: "Today, Wednesday, don't you need to go to the hotel?"
Every Wednesday, Shi Jin has a weekly meeting of the hotel's top management.
Shi Jin was still wearing home clothes, and was preparing Jiang Jiusheng's milk powder for pregnant women in the kitchen. He said, "Stay with you at home."
She smiled and hugged him from behind: "But I'm going to film."
Shi Jin turned around and gave her a kiss: "Then go to the set to accompany you."
"OK."
Jiang Jiusheng thought that the hotel meeting was canceled temporarily, and Shi Jin stayed with her because he had nothing to do, but the next day, he found that Shi Jin still had no intention of going to work.
Because of her lethargy, she ate something in the middle and then went back to the cage to sleep. When she woke up, it was past ten o'clock.
Seeing her getting up, Shi Jin put down his hand: "Shengsheng, go brush your teeth, the porridge is ready."
Jiang Jiusheng checked the time: "Doctor Shi, you are late."
Wearing a white sweater of the same style as hers, he took her to the bathroom to wash up: "It's okay, I asked for leave today."
"Why did you ask for leave?"
Shi Jin squeezed out the toothpaste and handed her the toothbrush: "Anyway, I'm already late, so I might as well ask for half a day off."
Originally, I just asked for half a day off, but later...
At one o'clock, Shi Jin sent her to the set, and an hour and a half later, she found that he had turned back.
"How did you come back?"
Shi Jin said, "There is a traffic jam on the road."
"Which way?"
He sat next to her, and the makeup artist was applying makeup to her. After looking at the brands of cosmetics, he said, "Qianjiang Road."
"..."
Jiang Jiusheng didn't know what to say.
Qianjiang Road is only two traffic lights away from the hospital, no matter how congested it is, it won't last for a few minutes, but when he drives back to the studio, the return trip will also be stuck in traffic, and it will take at least an hour.
She suddenly remembered a cold joke she had heard before. It was about two patients in a mental hospital who made an appointment to escape from the hospital by climbing over the wall. At ninety-nine times, one patient was tired, and the other patient said that he should turn back, so the two patients climbed ninety-nine walls and went back.
Although inappropriate, Shi Jin's behavior was similar to those of those two patients.
Jiang Jiusheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Shi Jin, are you skipping work on purpose?"
"That's right." He didn't care much, but instead asked her, "Shengsheng, are you unhappy that I'm with you?"
She talked about the matter: "Happy."
Shi Jin was in a happier mood: "It's fine as long as you're happy."
The young couple were happy, but the people on the set were not happy. They really didn't expect Shi Jin, who was always gentle and polite, to spoil his wife so much.
For example, when Jiang Jiusheng was filming the first scene—
"This costume is too thin, do you have thicker ones?" Shi Jin asked the costumer.
Although the tone was still polite, it just made people frightened, and the costumer sister was inexplicably a little frightened: "...No."
A beauty in a palace costume will not look good if it is thick, so even in the winter, you can dress as beautiful as you want.
Shi Jin frowned, and thought for a while: "Please wait for twenty minutes, please."
The costumer sister was a little confused.
Shi Jin had already dialed the number: "Qin Zhong, arrange for someone to bring five heating and air conditioners over." After speaking, he changed his words, "Ten."
Before hanging up the phone, Shi Jin changed his words again: "Twenty sets."
Sister costumer: "..."
For example, when Jiang Jiusheng was filming the second scene—
"Hi, can you replace the water with hot water?" Shi Jin asked the venue manager.
The field manager didn't know what the boss meant: "Shengsheng doesn't need to go into the water."
Shi Jin glanced at the water in the artificial lotus pond, his eyes were as cold and gloomy as the calm water surface: "You can touch it with your hands."
Field manager: "..."
Another example, when Jiang Jiusheng was filming the third scene—
"This paragraph, can you change it?"
This time it was the director's turn to be confused: "Does Shi always feel that something is inappropriate?"
Shi Jin raised his head and looked at the palace gate of the film and television city: "The city wall is too high, it's very dangerous." His demeanor was gentle and gentle, but his tone was unquestionable, "There is no difference in sending you off under the city."
Whether there is a difference is up to him as the director, Director Guo smiled: "All right, Mr. Shi."
Who made him the father who invested the most money...
Such small situations are too numerous to enumerate.
Shi Jin doted on his wife a little too much, which made it a bit difficult for the crew, and the director couldn't say it directly, so he asked the female assistant director to tell Jiang Jiusheng tactfully.
"Shengsheng, isn't Shi always coming to the set too often?"
Jiang Jiusheng discussed the matter: "It's a bit."
For several days, Shi Jin followed her wherever she went, almost never leaving her.
The sponsor's father couldn't be offended either, so the assistant director made insinuations: "The crew's filming progress has slowed down a lot in the past two days."
Well, it seems to be.
the next day.
In the morning, Jiang Jiusheng asked Shi Jin, "Aren't you going to work today?"
"Well, I asked for leave."
She had morning sickness and nausea, and pushed the porridge away: "What's the reason for asking for leave?"
Shi Jin took it over, took a spoonful to coax her to eat, and replied with a reason, casually: "It's raining heavily outside."
The reason why Shi Jin asked for leave yesterday was because of the good weather.
Today, the weather is bad.
Recently, he has been particularly clingy.
Jiang Jiusheng laughed dumbfounded, knowing what he was thinking, and let him go: "Do you still want to accompany me to the set?"
"Um."
She agreed with three chapters: "You can accompany me, and you are not allowed to interfere with the filming." She explained, "You are too strict. I am going to work, not to be an ancestor. How can I rely on me for everything."
Shi Jin thought to himself, why is she not an ancestor, his family's Shengsheng is his little ancestor.
Not daring to annoy her, he had no choice but to obediently agree: "I'll try my best." However, he fed the spoon to her mouth, "If you can't help it, just coax me."
"Okay." Jiang Jiusheng turned to start, "I can't eat anymore."
Shi Jin took a sip of lemonade, kissed her, and coaxed: "You've only had a few mouthfuls, be good, eat a little more."
The taste of lemon was all over his lips, Jiang Jiusheng felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach, and was coaxed to eat another half bowl of porridge.
That afternoon, Jiang Jiusheng received a call from Xiao Yi, Shi Jin's medical assistant.
"Miss Jiang."
"Hello, Dr. Assistant Xiao." She also guessed that Xiao Yi's call must be because of Shi Jin.
Xiao Yi asked: "Is Doctor Shi not going to work tomorrow?"
"I'll ask him later."
Xiao Yi was not easy to open his mouth, he hesitated to speak for a while before he said: "Miss Jiang, to tell you the truth, Doctor Shi hasn't performed surgery for a week." Even the patients he was supposed to be in charge of were ignored. .
Shi Jin is the signature of Tianbei Hospital, and the Cardiac Surgery Department relies too much on him. Shi Jin started skipping shifts frequently without warning, which really caught the Cardiac Surgery Department by surprise. In the past, at least he would remotely assist in surgery, but this time it was I don't care about it completely, and sometimes I don't even answer the phone.
It's not just the hospital, Qin's and SJ's are also in the same situation. The boss suddenly doesn't care about things, and the group has no leader. He spent all his time with Jiang Jiusheng, not even taking out a 20-minute meeting time.
Shi Jin's situation was indeed abnormal.
Jiang Jiusheng also noticed that when she woke up at night, Shi Jin was not by her pillow, the quilt beside her was already cold, and he had been up for a long time.
She put on some clothes and went to the living room, and saw Shi Jin sitting on the sofa with a red wine glass in his hand, and there was only a small half of wine left in the wine bottle on the coffee table.
When Shi Jin heard the noise, she turned around and was taken aback, "Did I wake you up?"
She shook her head and walked over: "Why drink?"
Shi Jin put down his glass and hugged her: "Shengsheng, I had a very bad dream."
"What did you dream about?" She raised her head and sniffed vigorously. The smell of alcohol was very strong, with a faint mellow fragrance.
He put his arms around her waist, and suddenly tightened his grip: "I dreamed that you were bleeding profusely during childbirth." He buried his head on her shoulders, breathed heavily, his voice was tense, as if it would break if touched, it was all hindsight Feeling scared, he said, "It was full of blood, and I woke up from fright."
Not only that, but also dreamed that she had a recurrence of depression and cut her wrist.
When he woke up in a dream, his fear and anxiety could not be suppressed all the time. It made people uneasy and manic. Even though he was guarding her every step of the way, he still couldn't help being frightened.
Jiang Jiusheng patted him on the back: "It's not true."
His voice was tired and a little weak: "I have a lingering fear, and I can't sleep."
She tilted her head to look into his eyes: "Have you often suffered from insomnia recently?"
"fine."
Indeed, I was very depressed and couldn't sleep well.
Ever since he saw a pregnant woman pushed out of the operating room covered with a white cloth that day in the hospital, all his morbid psychological symptoms came out, like a wild animal released from a cage, out of control.
"Shi Jin, you're too nervous."
"Yeah." He relaxed a little, and lazily rested his chin on her shoulder, "I always feel that something bad will happen, so I can't calm down."
Jiang Jiusheng did not relapse into depression because of her pregnancy. Xu Qingbo said that it was Shi Jin who suffered from mild anxiety because of her pregnancy, because Shi Jin was already paranoid and was extremely pessimistic about her pregnancy.
Xu Qingbo also said that at this time, Shi Jin's psychological defense was the worst, and if there was a slight mistake, his paranoia would definitely explode.
Unfortunately, Shi Jin's premonition came true, indeed, something very bad happened, and it was at the beginning of the month less than a week before New Year's Eve.
Qin Zhong personally went to the set to look for Shi Jin, and specifically avoided Jiang Jiusheng: "Liu Shao, I have found out the ins and outs of those accounts."
When Shi Jin raised his head, the cold wind blew into his eyes, making them cold.
Qin Zhong said: "The last account to be remitted to is the Xu family." He paused slightly, with a solemn expression, and said, "The Xu family is laundering money."
Regardless of whether the Xu family is really laundering money, this matter is very bad.
Shi Jin was silent for a moment, then asked, "The source of the money."
Qin Zhong looked around, saw no one, and replied in a low voice, "Smuggling cultural relics."
Jiangbei City Police Department.
As soon as Huo Yining got the latest forensic report, Zheng Cheng was arraigned.
"Are you still recruiting?" Huo Yining threw the documents over, "Your fingerprints are on the pistol."
Zheng Cheng was still stubborn, with sweat on his forehead, obviously guilty, but he did not change his confession: "That doesn't mean I was the one who shot at the hotel. This kind of pistol is very common. At most, your police can accuse me of illegally carrying a gun."
Still don't admit it.
Huo Yining put the evidence bag on the table and tapped it with his knuckles: "How do you explain this?" Impatiently going around in circles, his eyes froze, "Why is there Lin Anzhi's blood on your clothes? "
Zheng Cheng opened his mouth to deny it.
Huo Yining interrupted him: "After thinking about it, answer it. Now that the evidence is solid, your answer will affect the judge's judgment on you in the future."
He fell silent.
He bowed his head and pondered for a long time before he said, "I'll recruit, I'll recruit."
Huo Yining took a pen and started to record: "Let's talk."
Zheng Cheng struggled for a while, but confessed resignedly: "I fired the shot, not to kill Lin Anzhi, I used money to do things, just to scare him, the bullet hit him completely by accident."
Take money to do things.
That is to say, someone bribed Lin Anzhi to threaten him.
Moreover, it matched Shi Jin's conjecture, and it was indeed an accident, not because he really wanted to kill Lin Anzhi.
Huo Yining paused for a while, then asked, "Who ordered you?"
Zheng Cheng whispered, "It's from the Xu family."
Xu family...
The tip of the pen froze, and the ink dizzy in an instant, Huo Yining raised his head abruptly, his eyes were sharp: "What exactly do you instruct me to do?"
"Threatened him not to check the Xu family's account again." Zheng Cheng said with certainty, looking at Huo Yining fixedly, not dodging at all, "At that time I thought Lin Anzhi was going to die, so I panicked and said nothing. left the scene."
Huo Yining clenched the pen slightly.
Judging from the micro-expression, Zheng Cheng did not lie.