The killer has been apprehended. Because of the barren mountains and mountains, it is impossible to run if it is nailed to a tree. When I saw the police, I even asked the police for help.
"Because it is a serial case, it has been brought back to us, and we are responsible now." The police officer who came to the hospital to ask Zhai Chen about the situation at the scene gave a brief explanation. Just after a few serious conversations, I couldn't help but frown.
Xiao Ma's qualifications are older than Xiao Chen's. In the past few years as a criminal policeman, he was the first to catch a live professional killer.
Zhai Chen was sitting beside the bed cutting apples for Gao Yusheng. He should have gone to the police station to cooperate with the investigation, but Gao Yusheng couldn't do without people, so he could only trouble the police to run over. Hearing the killer's call for help from the police, he was a little surprised: "Isn't this guy prepared to retreat?"
This kind of life-threatening business, in theory, should have a back-up move. Once the mission fails, how to leave the scene, how to escape and so on. There may even be a companion who will come to help if there is no response for a long time.
"You broke one of his arms and nailed the other to a tree. How can you run?" Xiaoma felt a little sympathetic to the badly trained killer when he heard the miserable description of the local police.
Zhai Chen didn't feel guilty at all, and turned the fruit knife in his hand: "I'm just self-defense."
Another policeman, Chen Zhaohui, coughed lightly, "Brother Ma."
The pony, who said that he was off-topic, then calmed down a little and signaled Xiao Chen to ask Zhai Chen a question. He himself stood aside with his arms folded, and curiously observed Gao Yusheng, who was half lying on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone.
Chen was honest and conscientious, asked questions dutifully, and asked Zhai Chen to explain the cause and effect twice: "Where is the key part of the killer's attack?"
"The key parts? I didn't see it. He can hit wherever he can." Zhai Chen thought about it carefully. If he had to say it, the killer focused on his head - pointed it with a nail gun.
The pony looked at Gao Yusheng's miserable left leg: "Mr. Gao's leg was accidentally injured?"
Zhai Chen sighed: "It should have been me who was injured. This silly boy slammed the steering wheel and hit a rock."
Gao Yusheng looked away from the phone screen and looked at Zhai Chen. Zhai Chen handed him the cut apple and touched his head casually.
Xiaoma felt that the atmosphere was strange, and turned to look at Xiao Chen. And Chen Zhaohui, the honest man, didn't feel anything, and was still carefully recording what Zhai Chen said.
Xiao Chen: "You said just now that the killer pointed a nail gun at your head. Does that point to Gao Yusheng?"
Zhai Chen sneered: "He didn't have that chance."
Xiao Chen also wrote down this sentence: "He found out that Gao Yusheng was seriously injured, do you mean to stop?"
"No," Zhai Chen thought about it carefully, and asked abruptly, "The killer said he didn't come to kill?"
"He said..." Chen Zhaohui replied halfway along, suddenly realizing that he couldn't reveal it, and hurriedly shut up, "This can't be disclosed for the time being."
Zhai Chen is very regretful that the honest child didn't fall into the trap. He secretly felt that it was convenient when Fang Chuyang was in charge, and at least he could reveal some leftovers to him. This Xiao Chen's mouth is as strict as a mussel. Thinking of Fang Chuyang, he casually asked about his condition.
Xiao Ma and Xiao Chen looked at each other and scratched their heads: "The deputy team is not in charge of this case, he went on a business trip." It was unprecedented for the deputy team to not be involved in such a big case, and they were also at a loss.
After the investigation was almost done, Xiaoma instructed Zhai Chen not to leave the city in the near future, and could find him at any time. And in two days, he still needs to go to the police station and go through the necessary procedures. Zhai Chen agreed and only sent the two to the door of the ward instead of sending them.
Secretary Zheng, who came to deliver the documents, saw it and immediately took over the task of delivering the police comrades.
"Don't be so careful." Gao Yusheng looked at Zhai Chen, who was sitting back again after a while, the corner of his mouth couldn't help turning up, and he did not sincerely persuade Zhai Chen not to be so nervous.
Zhai Chen raised his eyebrows and said in a tone of frightening children: "I'm not here, what if someone pulled you to amputate?"
Gao Yusheng was amused by him: "This is not a veterinary hospital." There are regular hospitals under surveillance everywhere.
"It's hard to say." Zhai Chen was very relieved to see Gao Yusheng, who was still pale but with a refreshing smile. The doctor explained to him to pay attention to Gao Yusheng's mental state, such a serious pursuit incident can easily cause psychological trauma. Now it seems that there is nothing to do, then you can discuss the issue of the killer with him.
"Come on, I'll test you, why do the police focus on asking where the killer attacked?"
Gao Yusheng took a bite of the apple: "To judge whether he has intentional homicide."
Zhai Chen touched his chin: "I think the killer must have confessed something. For example, the person who hired him behind his back didn't want your life, but just unloaded his arms and legs. But that guy pointed a nail gun at my head. It doesn't look like it's going to end there."
Gao Yusheng lowered his eyes: "Maybe it was too difficult to break the leg, so he simply killed."
"How do you know it was a broken leg?" Zhai Chen vaguely guessed something.
Just as he was talking, there was a sound of a cane poking the ground outside the door. Zhai Chen frowned and looked over, and as expected, he saw the unpleasant Gao sister.
Gao Wenzheng still looked like his chin was raised: "Dad came to see you." After saying that, he gave up his seat and revealed his father who was following behind her.
I don't know if the stepmother told Gao Zhenze about the farce in front of the operating room, and she couldn't see it in front of outsiders. The old man of the Gao family still looked unsmiling and looked at his son's injured leg: "Why are you so careless."
"I'm already very careful." Gao Yusheng raised his eyes and looked at his father, who had taught him a lesson when he entered the door.
Gao Zhenze didn't say anything of concern, but stared at him sharply: "What are you doing at Wutong?"
Zhai Chen frowned and stood between the father and son. He opened his mouth to argue with the unpleasant Gao's father, but Gao Yusheng suddenly said, "Someone sent me a photo of my mother before she died, and I want to know how my mother died. Yes, go have a look."
Gao Zhenze's face changed greatly: "Who sent it to you?"
Gao Yusheng looked at him with a cold expression, and his tone was not too excited: "I don't know, maybe Dad knows."