Guan Jin went to the office and sat on his seat, looked around at the listless crowd, and said slowly, "I think, I know who the murderer is."
…
"Dear! Don't you talk about being as calm as the fried dough sticks you ate for breakfast today!" Chen Qiaoyu rushed over excitedly, shaking Guan Jin, "Speak quickly!"
Lu Yunyang silently rescued Guan Jin, who was shaken so badly, "What if he loses his memory after being shaken unconscious?"
"... Guan Jin, you drink water~Speak slowly, come~" Ding Ding offered a glass of boiled water.
Guan Jin, a key protected animal, took a sip: "Actually, it's just my inference based on all the previous intermittent clues, everyone's inferences, investigation results, and my own memory. But there are still some points that can't be explained, I just don't understand. Pretty sure."
"We accept any logical and bold speculation, let's talk about it." Wen Jinghan has been standing there without any special emotions.
"Cowardly, socially unsociable, clean, young man, thin, this image was screened repeatedly in my memory. More than one fit, but several of them were completely ruled out in our investigation. The infusion tube was also in my head. There are countless times in the picture, he cleans the infusion tube, but why not just use a new one? I guess he may not be able to get a new one. Then, the picture of Wang Bin and Zhao Mengqi getting the infusion tube keeps appearing repeatedly, and I finally understand it , not because the two of them are suspicious, but the source of their infusion tubes, from where? From the cleaning truck that cleans up medical waste."
Chen Qiaoyu slapped the table: "You mean, it's a cleaner!"
"Yu Meng ran away from home in junior high school and has few opportunities to receive a better education. He also harbors resentment, so it is very likely that he will eventually become a relatively disadvantaged manual worker in society." Wen Jinghan nodded. .
"On the day Lei Jing clashed with the patient, the cleaner present kept his head down and was very thin, which was in line with Lu Yunyang's inference. Also, although I didn't see his face clearly, I saw the back of his cart leaving, which was very similar to this one. ." Guan Jin motioned for Xiaobai to call up the video of the night Zhao Mengqi committed the crime, and pointed to the back of a green-clothed cleaner who was pushing a cart at the entrance of the underground passage.
"Isn't this the cleaner who was kicked out by Zhao Mengqi and stole the infusion tube? His name is... " Zheng Fei thought hard.
"My name is Li Guangsheng." Guan Jin affirmed.
Lin Bai turned around and scratched his head: "However, this Li Guangsheng is from City Y and is single. The files show that he has been studying in City Y. He is a high school graduate, a single-parent family, and his mother died three years ago. Eight poles can't hit."
"One more thing, what I don't understand the most is how he targeted Du Xiaoyue. That clinic was opened by a husband and wife, and everyone's investigation said that since it opened five years ago, it has been the two of them plus the two hired by them. Nurse, a small clinic like this wouldn't hire a cleaning staff." Guan Jin was confused.
"Du Xiaoyue, the clinic, the third hospital, the cleaner, the clinic..." Zheng Fei muttered and suddenly patted his head, "Is that the case? Wait a minute!" After speaking, he rolled out like the wind.
"Could the file be fake?" Gu Xiang asked.
"Unless Yu Meng had other plans, he wouldn't deliberately forge such a detailed file. If he had such a delicate mind and government, he wouldn't still be a cleaner." Lu Yunyang denied.
"If our previous conclusion is correct, the murderer must be Yu Meng, then there is only one possibility. Xiao Bai, compare the face of Yu Guangsheng's photo with his ID photo." Wen Jinghan walked over.
"You suspect that this Li Guangsheng was impersonated by Yu Meng?" Guan Jin was surprised.
"How come, looking at the photo, it's almost a person." Tintin looked at it carefully.
"A lot of people don't recognize themselves in the photo on the ID card. Are you so sure?"
"… "
Lin Bai lowered his head and was busy, while the others were silently thinking about each other.
Not long after, there was a sound of "di-", and Lin Bai shouted, "Damn it! Sure enough, I'm not alone!"
"He used the identity card of Li Guangsheng who looked very similar to himself."
"I found it!" Zheng Fei rushed in, "Li Guangsheng worked for the owner of a convenience store next to the clinic two years ago. At that time, the owner sprained his foot, so Li Guangsheng has been helping him carry and organize the goods. It is said that he was there. During my work, I once went to the clinic to borrow things or help my boss get medicine. The time period is very consistent with Du Xiaoyue's murder. "
"Okay, how did you think of it?" Chen Qiaoyu asked him.
"The owner of the store once said that the staff of the third hospital 'some of them have helped me'. I just realized that the so-called help is to work with him."
"Catch someone! Boss!" Tintin was very excited, "It can be considered that this villain has been caught."
Wen Jinghan shook his head: "Everything is based on our reasoning, there is no evidence. He doesn't collect items from the dead as trophies, and with his prudence, I don't think anything related to the crime can be found in his house."
"Trial! I don't believe that Trial can't kill him!" Chen Qiaoyu was gearing up.
"He won't speak. Such a person has a certain closedness in his heart. Even if you arrest him as he pretends to be someone else, it will be difficult to break through. Maybe it will backfire." Lu Yunyang disapproved.
"You already have a solution, right?" Wen Jinghan suddenly looked at him.
"I'm not sure..." Lu Yunyang looked at Guan Jin.
Guan Jin: "... watch what I'm doing!"
"I heard that the case has not been solved." An elderly nurse worried.
"Isn't it, it's really scary." Wu Meng sighed and walked to the emergency ward. "Hey? You didn't clean here before." She asked a cleaner who bowed his head and swept the floor.
The man didn't look up, didn't answer, but stepped back.
Wu Meng shook her head helplessly and went straight into the ward. Before long, there was a quarrel inside.
"You have to be reasonable. If you are not satisfied, I will find another nurse to give you an injection. But you can complain as you please. I see who will accept your vexatiousness." Wu Meng came out angrily and walked to the door. Kicked the cart.
"What's wrong?" The old nurse rushed over.
"That person is too unreasonable. That person caused the drum needles by tampering. He insisted that I was not playing well, and you said that I was sick!"
"Okay, he won't be here if he's not sick. I'll go, it's all right."
Wu Meng, who seemed to be angry about this, didn't look good until after the night shift. With her bag on her back, she hurried out the door and walked out. After walking for a while, she realized that she had reached the dark golden fir road again.
Wu Meng walked forward in fright, and suddenly staggered: "Ouch my shoelaces." She slowly moved to a tree by the roadside, and seemed to be helping the tree to organize her shoes, and then began to move forward again after a while.
Not long after walking, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on the side of the road and grabbed Wu Meng's neck with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and dragged her into the flower bed. Wu Meng seemed so frightened that he forgot to struggle and let him drag him into the depths of the flower bed.
The man covered Wu Meng's mouth with one hand, pulled out a rope-like thing and wrapped it around Wu Meng's neck with the other. As he tried his best, he still murmured something: "Should have died, damn..." It wasn't until about two minutes later that he realized that something was wrong. The thing he was restraining seemed to have no elasticity, and the loop in his hand did not shrink in any way.
"I said, for so long, I'm still tired even if you're not tired." A cold voice suddenly sounded. As soon as the voice fell, a strong light suddenly lit up, illuminating the frightened figure in the flower bed.
"Wu Meng" hooked his foot, easily tripping the person behind him, and threw himself to the ground. Immediately, someone rushed up from the side, cut the hands of the person on the ground backwards, and handcuffed them neatly.
"Yu Meng, it's time to stop." Wen Jinghan turned his back to the strong light, the expression on his face was gloomy, he waved his hand, "Take it away."
"It's so exciting, it scared me to death. I was quick enough when I was stealing from under the tree~" Wu Meng emerged from behind Lu Yunyang.
The "Wu Meng" in the middle of the flower bed turned his head expressionlessly.
"Hey—" Although the voice was very soft, Guan Jin confirmed that it was Lu Yunyang.
"You laugh! It's not your idea!" Shut down and tore off the flowing wig on his head, angrily.
"Yeah, just treat me as a fart." Someone was shameless, "However, although you are handsome—"
Guan Jin's eyes instantly elongated.
"But it's definitely a man, and it's still reluctant to pretend to be a woman."
Nonsense, I am a real man!
"Why do you want me to pretend to be a woman!" Guan Jin was still resentful, so he decided to obliterate Lu Yunyang's life-saving grace to him.
"Ding Ding's kung fu is average, so there will be danger. Qiao Yu has to be plump and may be seen through." Lu Yunyang explained seriously.
... You mean my figure is as thin as that little girl Wu Meng's film! Guan Jin went berserk: "If you want to pretend to be a woman, Wen Jinghan is not more like it!" He completely threw the relationship between superiors and subordinates into outer space.
Wen Jinghan, who was also shot while lying down, calmly spoke with facts: "I am 1.8 meters tall, and my skeleton is much bigger than Wu Meng's."
… For the first time since Guan Jin was reborn, he felt that it was not as good as dead.
Lu Yunyang walked over and helped Guan Jin take off the plastic-steel neck brace around his neck—it was Jiang Tong who helped him get it from the hospital. In order to be foolproof, he tried his best to consider everything, even if Guan Jin's skills were not bad, he was passive after all. Lu Yunyang then took a closer look at Guan Jin's neck. Well, yes, no scars, still the same - smooth and slender...
"What are you touching?" Guan Jin trembled slightly and knocked off Lu Yunyang's hand.
"Uh, I'll check if I'm injured." Lu Yunyang said casually.
Why did you touch it all at once? However, it seems that Xiaojin's neck is quite sensitive...