When Lu Yunyang walked into the office to discuss the case with Wen Jinghan, he saw that he was looking through a lot of materials, and his heart moved, "I'm not familiar with the routine of handling the case, it seems a bit out of context. I should go back and put all the relevant materials from beginning to end. Look again."
Find Guan Jin who is helping Lin Bai check the file: "Xiao Jin, are all the materials of this case kept with you?"
Guan Jin didn't lift his eyelids: "Yes."
"Actually, I might as well ask you for information. You are much more flexible than information."
"Thanks, I'm not a repeater, I'll do it myself depending on the information, in the second cabinet on the left." Guan Jin continued to answer with his head.
Alas, this time it seems to be irritated, it seems that it takes a little effort to coax it well. Lu Yunyang laughed secretly.
Lu Yunyang spent the whole afternoon burying his head in a pile of documents, until the sky was getting darker.
"Can you investigate carefully Yu Hua, the nurse who died five years ago?" Lu Yunyang finally spoke up.
Tintin looked at him in surprise: "Yu Hua? She fell into the river and drowned. Is it too different from this series of cases?"
"Yes, but I always feel that the beginning of this case is too abrupt. Before the murderer can form a stable and mature modus operandi and psychology, there must be some transition and exploration stages. No matter whether the modus operandi will change or not, the choice of the criminal object is basically the same. It won't change, because it bears the final appeal of the murderer. After all, Yu Hua is the only nurse who has died abnormally over the years, so let's take a chance."
"Then leave it to Ding Ding and Gu Xiang to investigate Yu Hua's family and social relations." Wen Jinghan agreed.
"I'll take you home, and I have to go to the third hospital." Lu Yunyang said to Guan Jin while driving.
Guan Jin condescended to respond: "What are you doing so late?"
"I have something to go to Jiang Tong."
"Then I'll go too."
"Ao? Are you going to find Wu Meng for clues?"
"There's only so much a little girl can do. I'm going to the scene to see. Don't you want to return to the scene and experience the psychological process of the murderer?"
It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived at the third courtyard.
After Guan Jin got off the car, he walked to the inpatient department by himself. He didn't have the leisure to experience the murderer's psychology. He wanted to find himself. Leaning against the window in the corridor on the third floor, Guan Jin quietly looked at the large garden outside the hospital. When he first woke up, he looked out at the garden from the window of the ward countless times, with the anger, resentment and the slightest hope for the future of being assassinated. confused. Until now, he was even more confused and didn't even know what to do with himself at all. In the past, he was taciturn and walked alone in the dark. He had neither friends nor family. Occasionally, when he chatted with Tony, he was mean to each other. Now, in order to hide his identity, he is trying to integrate into the group, chatting with his colleagues about the case, making jokes with the magic stick, and even allowing him to enter the room, but occasionally he will be angry with him. These are not acting, there are too many things out of control, galloping in a direction that I can't predict. In the end is it to let it develop freely or forcibly truncate it and let it return to the original point immediately
Guan Jin habitually touched his body, but there was no smoke. Since coming here, even years of habits have been terribly abandoned, so what is left to belong to the black owl
When Guan Jin was a melancholy young young man, suddenly a dark shadow quickly passed through the path of the opposite outpatient building and went to the underground passage, which broke the atmosphere abruptly.
Guan Jin turned around and ran downstairs. The man's movements were too fast and neat, and he was definitely not a passer-by. Running into the underground passage, Guan Jin looked at several forks leading to the underground parking lot, laboratory building, warehouse and medical waste disposal station. Guan Jin hesitated for a moment and decided to follow his intuition to the laboratory building.
Except for the corridor, the laboratory building was still dimly lit, and almost no one was there. Guan Jin lightly walked up to the second floor quietly, carefully observing the doors of each room in the empty corridor. Going all the way to the end, two closed opaque glass doors are slightly staggered, with the big three words, Anatomy Room, on it.
Guan Jin held his breath and slowly opened the door.
The lights were dark inside, and the pungent smell of this chemical potion was blowing. Guan Jin is fortunate that he deliberately exercised the night vision ability of this body. Although it can't be compared with before, he can barely see the furnishings in the house so that it will not collide.
Moving forward slowly, Guan Jin's hair stood on end, and he was sure that there was a second person in the room. In this world, apart from that magic stick, no one can hide under their own eyes without being noticed. Bah, why do you think of that person again!
Guan Jin was in the neutral position of his mind, when a strong wind approached the back of his head, Guan Jin lowered his head and lowered his head, the wind swept past the top of his head rapidly, and then a few strands of hair fell down gently.
Guan Jin was in a cold sweat, if he moved a little slower, he would have slashed his head with that knife. He adjusted his breathing, picked up an unidentified utensil, and blocked the second knife from the incoming person in time, and the two of them hit each other with each other.
This person is a connoisseur, his movements are neat and without any hesitation, and his moves are fatal. Guan Jin smiled bitterly, another companion, but a killer who was good at cold weapons. Between the moves, Guan Jin's physical strength and strength obviously fell to the wind. He accidentally took a kick, knocked over a shelf, and fell to the ground. Guan Jin struggled to jump up, dodging and backing up. Because he was backing too fast, he couldn't control his strength. He suddenly hit an obstacle and fell backwards.
Pfft! The water splashed all over, and he seemed to fall into the bathtub. Before he could even start struggling, someone rushed over to hold his neck with one hand, and with a flash of cold light on the other hand, he went straight to Guan Jin's chest.
Now it can be explained, Guan Jin is sad and angry, he died at the hands of the killer once or twice, it is really God who wants to punish him! If he survives, he decides to be a vegetarian in the future!
As a result, God heard his confession, and the knife stopped eerily a few centimeters from his chest. Immediately afterwards, the two of them were heard banging into a ball. Guan Jin hurriedly got up from the water, and before his feet came out of the sink, a strong light flashed before his eyes, and the lights in the room were bright.
The room was a mess, a man in a black T-shirt lay on the ground, and a dagger fell not far away. Lu Yunyang rubbed his wrists and exhaled: "It's been a long time since I moved, and my body is a little stiff."
Guan Jin was restless. He was a professional hitman and was almost sent to see Hades for a long time, and this professor knocked out his opponent in less than a minute.
"Little Jin, you—"
"Why are you here?" Guan Jin shook the water from his hands.
"I called your phone and no one answered. I was worried that you would get lost, so I used GPS to locate it."
"GPS? Do I have my phone? How did you locate me?"
"I wasn't at your house that day? I turned on the GPS on your mobile phone when I had nothing to do, and then connected to a satellite positioning software on my mobile phone." Lu Yunyang smiled harmlessly.
Are you free? !
"Little Jin..."
"You are violating the privacy of others without permission!"
"I say… "
"This kind of sneaky behavior is perverted."
"Actually, I want to tell you that the tank you're standing in is for the preservation of corpses, so the unknown liquid in it may, probably, should be formalin solution."
"...Fuck! You didn't tell me sooner!"
I wanted to say it long ago, but you always interrupt me==
Guan Jin, a carp jumping from the dragon gate, sprang out of the sink, and hurried to the bottom of the faucet to flush the water.
It's a pity that it's too late, Guan Jin feels a tingling pain on his face. It's already white and weak, if it ruins the face again... God will kill me!
Guan Jin, like a boiled shrimp, is particularly conspicuous on the snow-white hospital bed.
"Your red glow is actually quite cute." Lu Yunyang praised sincerely, "Really."
Guan Jin glared at him fiercely: "Schadenfreude!"
Jiang Tong stuck in his pocket: "Good luck to you, the formalin solution has been released, and it is full of cleaning water. There are some residues but the concentration is very low. If your skin is not too delicate, it will not cause allergies. react."
Go for your delicate skin!
"By the way, what kind of doctor are you, and why are you everywhere?" Guan Jin began to hate this hospital and this doctor.
"I'm a brain specialist, do you think I would come if Jinghan asked me to take care of him?" Jiang Tong was very dissatisfied with Guan Jin's ignorance.
Lu Yunyang sent Jiang Tong away anyway, and opened a heat preservation tube: "You can't eat too greasy because of allergies. I made sliced pork with green bamboo shoots, stir-fried cabbage, and yam and lily porridge. The combination of meat and vegetables is very light."
Guan Jin glanced at the dishes on the table lightly, and swallowed silently: "You can still cook?"
"I was kicked out of the house by my father at the age of 18 and became self-reliant." Lu Yunyang served the dishes.
Guan Jin looked at the delicious food on the table and struggled a little in his heart. Vegetarian or something, let's talk about it next time something happens~
"What did they do with the unlucky killer they brought back?" Guan Jin asked while eating.
"died."
"Cough, cough..." Guan Jin choked and coughed so much that he patted his chest hard, "Dead, dead?!"