Jiang Tong took the two to the general ward of the internal medicine department and instructed: "I said hello, you can watch me quietly. If you disturb the work of patients and doctors, be careful I'm welcome."
"Okay, take a hundred hearts." Lu Yunyang threw the people away and walked into the ward area with Guan Jin.
The ward was quiet, with nurses coming and going in each ward, just in the peak period of morning examinations and injections and medicines.
Guan Jin was looking around, and the door of a ward beside him opened. A fat aunt in green overalls with a mask came out pushing a double-decker cart full of medicine bottles, discarded gauze, needles, and the like.
"Please wait a moment." Guan Jin stopped his aunt.
"Young man, what are you doing, the things on this can't be moved." Auntie hurriedly stopped him from reaching out.
Guan Jin quickly took out the police officer's card: "I'm doing an investigation, and I want to see your car. You can pick it up later."
The aunt seemed to be taken aback, and kept saying yes, and then retreated back to the nurse's room step by step.
Lu Yunyang heard the sound and came over and saw Guan Jin pick up a few infusion tubes for intravenous injection.
"You think this thing is the murder weapon?"
"I don't think it is, it is inseparable. Le Fan thinks so, but he asked me to bring a few for him to compare. He said that guessing is not something forensic personnel will do. He only speaks with facts."
Guan Jin rolled up the infusion tube and put it in his pocket.
"You just... pretending?" Lu Yunyang reminded him kindly.
"How else to pack it? I only have this pocket." Guan Jin rolled his eyes at him.
"I meant to say... I actually have bigger pockets."
Shouldn't you be wearing gloves in an evidence bag and putting it in the evidence box? Lu Yunyang wanted to say this, but in order to prevent Guan Jin from hating himself to a higher level, he decided to shut up wisely.
"Didn't I say you can apply hot compresses?! You've been pierced so many times, the blood vessels are hard to find, and I can't help if I can't pierce them..."
There was a noise from the other ward, and patients and nurses were looking in at the door.
Guan Jin and Lu Yunyang walked over quickly and looked inside.
A young nurse was arguing with a middle-aged woman on a hospital bed. The patient was very angry and asked for a new nurse. A male doctor next to him seemed to be mediating. The little nurse blushed with anger, threw down the infusion tube and IV bottle, turned and left the ward.
"Look! What kind of attitude is this!" The middle-aged woman still pointed.
"Does this nurse often quarrel with patients?" Lu Yunyang asked the onlookers at the door.
"Hey?" A female nurse wearing glasses glanced at him, her face that was not very good suddenly brightened, "How could it be? The patient's mood in hospital is inherently bad. The hospital is one of the best in terms of service.”
Lu Yunyang was noncommittal and continued to turn his eyes to the ward.
The male doctor inside seemed to appease the patient. He walked out beside him and said to a worker who was collecting garbage inside: "All these tubes are collected. I will ask the nurse to come over and replace them with new ones. The infusion tubes that have just been imported are not very good. Give me a piece of it and I'll talk to the equipment room."
The worker picked one and handed it to him, and the male doctor carried it out the door.
"Well? Are you doing anything at the door?" The male doctor frowned at Guan Jin and Lu Yunyang. "No, just passing by." Lu Yunyang said lightly.
"It's best not to disturb the patient." The male doctor said dissatisfiedly and left in a hurry.
"This is our attending doctor here, Dr. Wang, who came back from studying abroad. He is very dragged." The glasses nurse pouted.
"You don't find it. In fact, it is very easy to get an infusion tube. The doctor doesn't have to say it. Even the patient or the patient's family can steal it from the cart when the workers are not prepared." Lu Yunyang said.
"It's also as you said, it's difficult to narrow down the scope with a murder weapon." Guan Jin felt his pocket.
"This is not necessarily true. The murderer chose a murder weapon like an infusion tube, which shows that the infusion tube plays a special role in his psychology and reflects his unique psychological characteristics."
"Then do the math, is this murderer tall or short, fat or thin?" Guan Jin scorned.
"Little Jin."
"kindness?"
"Have you been cheated of money from seeing a psychiatrist? Or have a psychiatrist borrowed your money and refused to pay it back?"
"What's the meaning?"
"You expanded your negative feelings about a psychology practitioner to your entire profession, and then narrowed it down to me as a small individual. You started out with me with a prejudice and— "
"speak English."
"… you hate me."
"I heard you said so much, and this is the most accurate one." Guan Jin gave a thumbs up, and it's all said and done. . let's go…
Lu Yunyang was silent, speechless all the way.
Sitting in the car, Guan Jin fastened his seat belt and secretly glanced at the rearview mirror.
Lu Yunyang still had no expression.
Is what you just said too serious? Guan Jin murmured in his heart, this person is thicker than the city wall, so he won't be so fragile. However, thinking about it carefully, no matter what his details are, he is not a threat to himself, and he is glib but did nothing. Guan Jin was so tangled all the way.
Going downstairs to the police station, Guan Jin quickly unbuckled his seat belt.
"Little Jin."
"What are you doing..." Guan Jin grabbed the door.
"I've thought about it for a long time, and I don't think this situation should continue."
I've been meaning to say this for a long time!
"I think I should let you know more about the profession and know me better."
Hey
"All prejudice and stubbornness will collapse in front of the sincerity. Therefore, I decided to work hard to get into your heart from today on, and I don't mind letting you see the undisguised nature of me." Lu Yunyang turned his head and offered him a gift. A sincere, loving smile.
I am a big fool! I actually thought that this magic stick would be hurt! He doesn't look like a face at all, he is an underground air defense, and he can't even shoot through missiles!
Guan Jin got out of the car, opened the door, and said to Lu Yunyang with gritted teeth, "Don't bother, I'm not interested in the nature of your bare butt!"
After he finished speaking, he slammed the door and turned around. Ding Ding, Zheng Fei and Wen Jinghan were standing at the back of the car, their mouths not closing in time. There were only three words flying around their ears: bare-ass-stump.
Kalala, Guan Jin's long-standing indifference and icy mask is completely cracked...
Lu Yunyang was lying on the steering wheel and pumping.
"Hey! Guan Jin, what are you doing! This is the police station, you can't violently beat good people!!!" Tintin pulled Guan Jin's arm.
Good people? There are many good people like this in the world, and the police can be exhausted to death!
"That's right, aren't you just being watched, you're all men." Zheng Fei "worked hard" to add fuel to the fire.
…
No, I still have to beat him!
"Team leader, don't watch the fun, come to persuade and persuade!"
Le Fan made the comparison carefully, raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you pulling this face, it seems like who owes you millions."
Guan Jin continued to pull his face.
"The traces match and the angles match. I have also done experiments that the edge of the infusion tube is sharp after being flattened, which is the cause of the bleeding. The infusion tube is of a unified standard and size, so the common opinion between me and the forensic doctor is that the infusion tube is indeed No doubt the murder weapon."
"Infusion tube? This murderer really has a personality."
"This is what makes me strange. You see, the infusion tube has a certain elasticity, and it will stretch and deform when it is pulled vigorously. It is not as strong as the ordinary rope. The murderer needs a lot of strength to do it."
"The murderer chose a murder weapon like an infusion tube, which shows that the infusion tube plays a special role in his psychology and reflects his unique psychological characteristics." Lu Yunyang's words suddenly emerged in his mind.
Guan Jin shook his head vigorously, the evil spirits dispersed, dispersed! [You are the magic stick yourself==] Guan Jin returned to the office and told everyone about the comparison results of Le Fan.
"It's really perverted. You said it was someone who was insane from being injected with a drip when he was a child, and especially hated the infusion tube and the nurse." Lin Bai suddenly thought.
"I've been shot to such an extent that I'm guessing that I still have problems taking care of myself, and even killing people." Zheng Fei disagreed.
"Xiao Bai has some truth in what he said. The infusion tube may represent a doctor, a nurse or someone or something related to the hospital. The murderer must have had close contact with the hospital or medical staff in his life, and the infusion tube played an important role in it. role." Lu Yunyang said, "But if it's because of medical treatment, most people should hate needles. If I were the murderer, I might choose needles to kill people."
"You said, killing people without blinking, how cold-blooded and psychologically distorted such a person is." Tintin shook his head.
Cold blooded? distortion? Yes, Guan Jin looked down at his hands. In the eyes of ordinary people, killing people is unacceptable. He and these people are natural enemies. The killing intent that had been dormant for a long time, like an icy snake, slowly climbed up his back.
"But people feel that punishing criminals in the name of the law and depriving them of their lives is to uphold justice; killing people on the battlefield will become a national hero because they defend the territory. In fact, the same is killing, as long as people give it a reason, it becomes a national hero. The same is true in the eyes of the murderer. He killed the person he thought deserved to die." Lu Yunyang said lightly, "So they are not that scary, but they are just struggling people living in their own world."
Everyone fell silent, Guan Jin gently tore a corner of the waste paper, but the chill quietly dissipated a lot.
"Water! I'm dying of thirst!" Chen Qiaoyu shouted and rushed in, grabbed a cup on the table and drank it.
"Hey, eldest sister, that's my cup!" Zheng Fei exclaimed.
"My saliva is not poisonous!"
"… "
"Is there any new progress?" Wen Jinghan asked.
"It's not progress." Gu Xiang handed over a photo, "We went to ask the second colleague of Du Xiaoyue's clinic, one of whom had been on maternity leave in his hometown when the incident happened, she reported a new situation, saying that it was before Du Xiaoyue died. I dated a boyfriend, who seemed to be a doctor from the third hospital. But she didn't mention it to anyone, she just secretly showed the female doctor who was close to her a photo of him. She uploaded the photo on the Internet. So the female doctor kept it and didn't delete it."
"Looks like a candid shot, profile."
Lu Yunyang and Guan Jin leaned over to take a look: "...it's him!"