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The bullet burned Zhen Yi's calf out of the blood hole, but it didn't hurt his bones. After hemostasis and medicine, she did not care about the nurse's obstruction, nor did she take a step like stepping on the tip of the knife, and immediately took a cane to see the speech.

The operating room lights were still on, a row of people stood upright in the doorway, and several middle-aged men and women stood on the chairs, talking low.

The people sitting are all low-key and expensive, with extraordinary temperament, and they are probably relatives of the Yan family.

Among them is a mother who knows and understands her style.

The corridor was very quiet. These people spoke very quietly, and Zhen Yi was anxiously panicked with the sound of crutches.

Everyone's eyes slowly fixed on her, and she never felt free of any pressure for a while.

She stooped and nodded, smiling hard and saying hello carefully.

The people over there nodded their heads slightly, but they didn't smile.

Yan Mu stood up and walked to Zhen Yi to stand still.

Zhen Yi was a little nervous and smiled lightly: "Auntie is good."

To introduce myself, the other party nodded: "Hello."

It looks warm but not close: "Miss Zhen Yi, can you please one thing?"

"Please say."

"Don't approach and hurt my son anymore, is it okay?"

Her peaceful words hit her face like a slap.

Zhen Yi blushed: "This is not my intention ..."

"Just this time?" She asked.

"..."

"Miss Zhen Yi, IMHO, our family will investigate anyone who appears next to the speech lattice, so I know you better than you think." She looked noble and calm, and she spoke decently and politely.

"I know that you are a very good girl. I believe you love words and love very purely. If it were not for you, our family would have two words, because of you, words have become what they are now. This, I want to thank you. "

Zhen Yi's chest undulates, knowing that there will be one behind ...

"You are very warm and splendid, but your way of burning enthusiasm is not suitable for speech. In order to get close to you, close to you, he challenges the limit again and again. He has a very hard time. Zhen Yi, your client or interview If you suffer, you will be worried and sad. What about words? "

Zhen Yi breathed slightly, stopped for a second, and shook his head:

"Auntie, although you may not believe it, I can feel his mood when I'm with words. Even if he doesn't speak, move, or look at me, I can feel that he is happy. Because of this I will never let go. So, if he thinks that what I bring to him is not happiness, but pain, let him tell me that I feel wrong, then I will leave immediately, and never look back. "

She stooped and bowed to Yanmu, and when she raised her head, she was neither humble nor humble.

The mother of words is unpredictable.

At this time, the operating room door opened, Zhen Yi immediately went up.

On the hospital bed, the expression was pale and papery, his brow furrowed deeply, his face was sweaty, as if he had just been tortured.

Zhen Yi felt numb in distress and asked, "Aren't you using anesthesia?"

The mother also asked in a low voice: "What's the matter with you ?!"

The doctor quickly said: "Too close to the head, he refused to use anesthetic."

Zhen Yi looked at his face as if he was almost white, and his face was as wet as he was from the water, and his heart was shaking with pain.

As if feeling her gaze, he slowly opened his eyes in the hospital bed, his eyes were black and clear, staring at her, and there was no extra emotion. It looks like it's exhausted and a little empty.

Staring at her for a few seconds, he closed his eyes slowly, his dry and pale lips moved, and said, "Fortunately, no bones were hurt."

She was talking about her foot injury.

Zhen Yi said nothing, her eyes were wet.

The next second, as if remembering something, he opened his eyes again, looked at her weakly, his hand stretched out, weak and cold, and groped to hold her hand.

As if finally at ease, he closed his eyes heavily.

Yan Mu stood on the spot, watching Zhen Yi throwing her crutches, holding the speech hand with both hands, limping and following the hospital bed, her tearful eyes always glued to the hospital bed ...

She suddenly remembered 12 years ago.

That day, Yan's family teacher took him out for a walk. When he returned, Yan Ge suddenly said that he did not want to receive family education, but wanted to go to school. He pointed to the deep middle badge on the shoulder bag that the tutor did not go up, and said four words: "This school."

She was surprised and wanted to ask clearly, but she did not explain her words and turned away.

She followed.

It was early evening when it rained in the mountains.

The rain rushed down the ancient eaves, and the banana leaves in the yard crackled.

Juvenile Yan Xu sat on the wooden steps in front of the attic and watched the rain lines divide the sky.

The young man's words and expressions sat next to him, looking at the sky and the rain line involuntarily, two young and identical backs.

The teenagers didn't make a sound, looked up, looked at the colorful rainy day, and watched an hour of rain.

When the rain stopped, he said:

"Yan Xu, I met a girl who came down from the sky like a colorful sun."

Zhen Yi was determined, and his face was dead.

She didn't care if the eyes of her parents seemed to want to expel her from the ward, and she stuck to the edge of the hospital bed like a piece of gum, holding his hand stubbornly.

When he slept for hours, she lay on the ground for hours.

In the afternoon, he finally woke up. Opening her eyes, she felt the warm breath in her palms, itchy.

Sunlight poured into the ward, quietly.

He glanced down, her face crooked in his palm and fell asleep.

Her cheeks were unusually soft. This time, he did not exercise restraint. His fingertips touched gently, and the touch was delicate and familiar. His heart beats slightly.

She woke up immediately, her voice eager: "You wake up!"

This time, he did not say back to the light.

All the relatives in the ward looked at it, but the first sentence to say was: "Please go out, I want to change clothes."

He sat up slowly and lifted him out of bed. When other people went out, Zhen Yi also got up.

"Where are you going?" Asked Yan Yan.

"Eh?" Zhen Yi turned back, he meant, she stayed?

Everyone left, and the ward fell silent.

Zhen Yi sat beside him, because his intimacy was a little nervous, and when he was nervous, he talked nonsense:

"You want me to change your clothes? If I can't help but touch ..."

The voice did not fall, and his shoulders sank.

She shut her mouth instantly, staring up at the sky and swallowing her throat. A moment ago, he leaned his head on her shoulder.

Silent, so quiet.

Um, do you want to pull people away and get along with her alone?

The wind blew through the window, screaming.

She heard her heart beating, boom, boom, very hard.

Well, don't you talk at this time?

She blinked slowly, um, don't say it if she didn't.

A bird landed on the window sill, tweeted twice, jumped one or two times, and flew away again.

Zhen Yi turned her head gently. His handsome face was extremely white, even his lips were white. Without anesthesia, there must be continuous tearing pain on his shoulder, but his expression was still calm, his eyes closed, and he rested safely on her shoulder.

It hurts like that, and it looks irrelevant.

Zhen Yi was distressed and distressed.

After last night until early in the morning, he was tired and she was tired too, so, so be it.

With the help of the injured being treated in the hospital, let's not care about anything, just rely on each other, and let the body and mind rest for a while.

Time flowed slowly in the ward. She tilted her head slightly and leaned against his head. His hair was soft, rubbing her cheeks, intimate and warm.

She was about to close her eyes, but she said, "Zhen Yi, help me change my clothes."

The calm mood suddenly disturbed. Wasn't he kidding? She stared at him, although restrained, but her eyes were clearly shining.

"..." Yan Ge sat up and whispered, "The arm is numb, and you can't wait to regain consciousness before changing clothes, and don't want the nurse to help you."

It was terrible to have someone change his clothes.

"But where are you going to change your clothes now?"

"Police station. It is estimated that Huai Ru's case has been interrogated overnight. You are also an important witness. The police may already be on your way to invite you. In addition to Lin Han, Xu Mo died.

He lowered his eyes, even though there might be a suspect in the police station now, I'm afraid it's not as simple as it seems.

How could Xu Mo have the medicine he drank in the basement last night? Who gave it to him?

Zhen Yi locked the door and pulled out the shirt and slacks from the suitcase brought by Yan Family.

Helping him to take off his shirt, a whole piece of gauze on the back made her uncomfortable again. But the mouth is pretending to be relaxed: "Fortunately, my face is not hurt, otherwise it will not look good."

He did not know why, and asked: "It's not good-looking, would you mind?"

She froze for a moment and turned to ask: "If I mind, will you be sad?"

He was silent.

She carefully put on his shirt and buttoned her, inexplicably unsettled, separated by a thin layer of cloth, if her fingers seemed to go down his chest all the way, swimming to the abdomen, she was already thinking about it, and simply went in. , Ran unscrupulously on his abs.

Speech: "..."

She raised her head to see him pursing his lips very lightly, as if tolerating something, standing on tiptoe, and questioning: "What expression are you dissatisfied with me?"

"No." He shook his head silently. "Well, itchy."

"Oh, sorry." Zhen Yi then scratched on his abdominal muscles, but was enthusiastic.

Speech: "..."

She touched enough, put on his jacket, and squatted down to take off his pants, the words said to her: "Wait, this is not necessary ..."

Before finishing the speech, Zhen Yi took off his pants briskly and found out without precaution that he came down from the operating table without wearing underwear ...

"... Is it enough?"

She has a thick skin: "Can you touch it?"

"... No."

"It's stingy." She consulted. "You touch me, I take off my pants to touch you."

"..."

Yan's face flushed slightly.

In a word, she brought him too many memories, such as being in the closet for the first time.

And later ...

He took a deep breath quietly, calming himself.

Zhen Yi thought she was still reserved, lamenting that she had resisted the temptation and turned to look for underwear.

The speech was not loud, and embarrassed: "I myself ..."

Zhen Yi shut his mouth with a look.

After dressing him, she finally felt that it was not touching or unpleasant. She stared at the bulging underwear and said very kindly, "It seems a little crowded, I will help you get along."

His expression was stunned, and he stepped back in shock.

Not wanting Zhen Yi to grab his underwear, he got in.

The speech was stiff, and he was very nervous against the wall, his breathing was unstable, and even the ears were red, like a transparent agate.

The memory began to be out of control and returned to the hot and small space that summer.

He still remembers her voice at the time.

too hot. His eyes were blinded by sweat.

That afternoon was deserted and amazing ...

Words pressed his eyebrows hard, not knowing what happened to him, or whether it was a medicine.

Zhen Yi and Yan Ge walked out of the ward and saw Si Gui and several policemen waiting outside. They came to find Zhen Yi and Yan Ge.

They are important witnesses in the kidnapping case.

Si Gui glanced at Zhen Yi's and Yan's injuries, and said, "Because you are all injured by gunshots, there is no first time to ask you, but the case is serious and we can't wait for you to be injured."

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she did not know how many times she cried.

The expression nodded: "No problem, we are also preparing to go to the police station."

When getting in the car, Si Gui said softly to Zhen Yi: "Do you remember how Lin Han died?"

Zhen Yi nodded and said, "Huai is like a man."

"Take away by her lawyer." Si Gui sounded a bit bitter.

"lawyer?"

"Yang Zi."

Zhen Yi did not expect this: "You didn't interrogate her?"

"Tried, from 3 a.m. to 9 a.m. The people in several groups didn't sleep all night, but" Si Guibu went too far, and the cheek gang was shaking all the time. "She said it was forced by Xu Mo, not intentionally killing "

"Zhen Yi, is that true?"

It turned out that when they were treating the wounds in the hospital, Huairu's trial was over.

Zhen Yi went silent for a long time and nodded: "This is it."

"If this is the case, and she meets a good lawyer again, she may" Si Gui kept looking out the window, her voice choked, and it was almost impossible to even make a sound. "Zhen Yi, maybe she was really forced to help, but, just think of When Lin Han died, I wanted to kill her with one shot! "

Zhen Yi kept silent, her eyes wet again.

Going to the police station, Yin Duo is also there. Lin Han's tragic death shocked the entire law enforcement system. From the moment Yang Zi took Huai Ru away, Yin Duo prepared to sue Huai Ru.

but……

Although there have been no cases of coercion and homicide in the history of the legal system of HK City, similar cases have occurred in Britain and the United States with similar legal systems. In the United States, there was an accused person who was coerced to homicide and eventually did not even have a second-degree murder charge. Released.

According to the jurisprudence characteristics of the laws used by HK City, the jury and the judge are likely to refer to a similar case abroad in this trial.

Therefore, Zhen Yi's testimony is very important.

When Zhen Yi accepted the news, she told the police about what happened that day, and the result was the same as Huai described.

Huai Ru didn't lie.

When Zhen Yi walked out of the interrogation room, she saw a row of policemen outside, her eyes red.

Yin Duo also said nothing to Zhen Yi for a long time: "In the early hours of this morning, they rushed into the basement and saw that Lin Han was tied there. It is said that he was standing with tape on his mouth and his heart was dug. Empty. Si Gui said he opened his eyes. "

Zhen Yi's heart was poked hard by the knife. Looking up, Yin Duo's eyes were wet:

"Zhen Yi, although it is inappropriate to say this, every police officer here wants to sentence Huai Ru to life imprisonment. However, the reality is that she may not even need to go to jail."

On this point, Zhen Yi is very clear.

She lowered her head: "I'm sorry, I just heard what the news said, I know it. Anything else, it's gone."

"I know." Yin Duo took a breath. "It's just that an ordinary person, even if he saves himself, how can he dug out the heart of a living person without any effort!"

Zhen Yi frowned a little, yes, that's true.

Still thinking, Yin Duo asked, "You haven't got a lawyer's license after your punishment expires?"

Zhen Yi was stunned: "Oh, I'm too busy recently."

"Go and get it back." Yin Duo was silent for a while, and said, "Zhen Yi, if the criminal case is lost, I hope you and your lawyer colleagues can help Lin Han's family win the civil suit."

Zhen Yi's heart was always dull. After sitting in the police station for a while, photographer Yi Yang fiddled with the videotape and showed her the video of Huairu's trial. In the video, Huai Ru kept crying, very cowardly and afraid.

Yi Yang sighed: "Although the police officers died of their colleagues and hated her, Zhen Yi, believe it or not, when the public trial is over, the public will definitely stand by her side. She feels to me that she also stay A big psychological shadow, she is also a victim. "

Zhen Yi was silent, worried.

Looking up, I saw that everyone in the police station was downcast, all with a hint of hatred. Zhen Yi was a little weak and even more sad.

She got up to find a speech, and he happened to be under investigation, still calm.

Seeing that Zhen Yi looked bad, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Yi said dumbly: "It seems that everyone like me wants to convict Huai Ru, but there seems to be no feasible method at present."

Words said: "She is really difficult to fight like this."

As he was saying, see An Yao also came.

I only knew after asking that the person who killed Xu Mo was An Yao. She came to be investigated.

Zhen Yi pushed the door open and entered the hearing room with Yan Ge. Yi Yang was also there. When she met Zhen Yi, she said, "Don't stand when your leg hurts. I brought a recording pen and I can handle it alone."

"It's okay, uh, why didn't you shoot?"

Yi Yang pointed to the side of the glass: "I don't know what special person is, so I don't want to record."

Zhen Yi knew it well, but it was strange.

This morning outside the factory, she had seen Yan Xu and was with An Yao. He shook his eyes in Zhen Yi's eyes. It hasn't been seen since.

Yan Yao was operating, and An Yao came to the police station, but Yan Xu was not there.

In the interrogation room over the glass, only Si Gui and An Yao.

An Yao today has her hair spread, her eyebrows curved, her teeth red, her teeth red, her typical classical beauty.

Her face was as calm as ever, her voice was light, and she described what happened that day:

"... Little Douding is very good, there is no crying and no sound. I picked up Little Douding and fled out. The corridors are full of candles and the light is not very good. When I passed that room, I glanced inside, it was dark , I was thinking that Huai Ru was still **** and was going to save her. Then I walked to the door and saw Huai Ru escaped. She said that she got rid of the tape and only Xu Mo was inside. She was going to escape and I took Xiao Douding gave her and went in to find Xu Mo himself. "

She said that, she stopped.

Si Gui asked: "Why didn't you run?"

"Throughout the kidnapping process, he has never hurt me, and it makes sense to speak to him. It feels like he is not an absolutely cruel person." An Yao lowered his eyes and looked lonely.

"What makes sense?"

"In the beginning, he was going to kill Xiao Douding. I said the child's heart was too small. He gave up, but instead of discarding it, he took care of it."

"How to take care?" Si Gui asked, "Aren't the children drinking milk?"

An Yao held his forehead: "He gave him blood to drink."

Si Gui froze for a second, and the people on the glass side also froze, feeling panic.

"It should be the blood of animals." An Yao said, "Later he brought in the unconscious police officer and Zhen Yi. I was afraid that he would hurt Zhen Yi and said she was a nurse in our department. Then he took Zhen Yi out to rest , Said I ’m sorry to hit her on the head, to ask her to eat to supplement nutrition. "

The people in the hearing room looked at Zhen Yi intentionally or unintentionally, wondering if she had eaten anything strange.

Si Gui said: "I know. You entered the room, what happened later?"

"The room was very dark. I was looking for Xu Mo everywhere. He was behind the cupboard and his stomach was bleeding. I didn't know what the injury was. It shouldn't be heavy because he could stand up. But I helped him walk a few steps. When he saw that Huai was gone, he suddenly changed his face, holding a thin blade against my throat, I

An Yao lowered his head and frowned deeply.

"Walking through the pool when he went out, he slipped a bit, and I wanted to escape, but he rushed over and caught me, and I grabbed his hand to resist, and somehow, the blade stuck in his chest. I was too scared, and ran immediately Off. "

Si Guisi thought for a moment and asked, "Can you describe his reaction in this short period of time from when you stabbed him until you ran out of the room?"

An Yao pressed his temple and thought hardly: "He took a step back and fell on the conveyor belt beside the door ..."

An Yao slowly closed her mouth, Si Gui saw that she was refusing to speak, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"He cried."

Zhen Yi knocked.

Si Gui: "Crying?"

"Well. He didn't cry, but I saw him weep. He said ..." An Yao covered his eyes in pain and couldn't say anything.

"Say what?"

An Yao choked: "He said: Doctor An, my heart hurts again."

Somehow, Zhen Yi's heart hurt.

I remember Xu Mo sitting at the operating table and whimpering by the chest: "I'm sick, why can't a doctor save me?"

She hated Xu Mo for killing Officer Lin, but at the same time thought he was pitiful, and his tragedy was clearly avoided.

But An Yao's remarks did not resonate with other people. The faces of several policemen were quite indifferent. The tragic death of their colleagues made them feel no sympathy for Xu Mo, let alone understand the reason for his murder.

The definition that he ended up with was a perverted murderous maniac. It may even become a killer when it spreads out.

Si Gui had no other questions and said, "Dr. Ann, can you accept our polygraph?"

"Yes." An Yao answered, adding, "But if you ask questions that are not related to the case, I will refuse to answer."

Si Gui nodded and let his colleagues prepare for a polygraph.

Zhen Yi poked the back of Yan Ge's hand and asked in a low voice: "Any Yao is killing himself in self-defense?"

The expression frowned, and all thoughts were: "It is so."

It was Ji Yang who did the polygraph for An Yao.

Facing the polygraph, she didn't look nervous. After listening to Ji Yang explaining some of the principles, she nodded and said she was ready.

The polygraph begins.

"What is your name?"

"An Yao."

"Occupation?"

"Doctors."

"What is your relationship with Xu Mo?"

"Doctor and patient."

"Is he a patient?"

"No."

"why?"

"He is very healthy."

"Have you checked him?"

"Correct."

An Yao's answer was all short and simple, not slow and fast, and the consideration time for the answer was not long or short, everything was just right.

On the instrument, all kinds of images and data are no problem.

"He often goes to you?"

"Correct."

"Have you thought about what is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" She asked rhetorically.

"Have you ever thought that he has delusions?"

"No." Shaking his head, the spectrograph everything is normal.

Ji Yang refines the question: "How many times have you checked him?"

"About 5 times."

"He has no problem?"

"No."

"He continues to come to you?"

"Correct."

The data shows that everything is normal.

"Check for about 5 times, you still haven't noticed that his spirit is wrong?"

"No." The breathing pulse is normal.

"A person is not sick, but comes to you frequently, don't you think he has problems?"

An Yao hesitated for a moment: "A little."

"what?"

Slowly: "I thought he liked me."

This answer stopped Ji Yang for a second, which was really a reasonable answer he didn't expect.

"Do you think he likes you?"

"Yes." The heartbeat is normal and the expression is normal.

Ji Yang thought for a second: "Do you like him?"

"Don't like it." Frowning very shallowly, adding, "I'm getting married soon."

"You have no special feelings for him? Like good feelings?"

"No."

"Disgust?"

"nor."

everything is normal.

She added, "Because my fiancé and I know each other that way, I don't dislike him."

The next question shifted to what happened after the kidnapping, and her answer was still okay.

The final question is about self-defense and murder.

"You came back to the room to check Xu Mo's condition and rescue him?"

"Yes." Everything works.

"You found him, and he took you hostage?"

"Correct."

The following details about her injury to Xu Mo, the answer is the same as when she was interrogated by Si Gui, without any discrepancy.

Ji Yang asked all the questions out of order, and An Yao was always calm and indifferent. The lie detector was like having been resting all the time, and any parameters were normal.

Zhen Yi pulls the palm of her hand and lowers her head. She deflated her mouth and made a lip shape: "He is not as good as you." The expression was very fierce, very proud, and even more proud.

"..."

Words think: she really protect short.

Ji Yang turned around and made a gesture to the speech, meaning there was no question to ask.

Yan shook his head.

After completing the polygraph, An Yao came out and said a few words to her speech. The day after tomorrow, it was the wedding. She was going back to Shencheng in the afternoon. She asked about the time when Yange went back, and left quickly.

Zhen Yi stood at the gate, looking at her back in a hurry and asked, "Yan Xu is back in the deep city to prepare for the wedding."

"Well," he answered softly.

Zhen Yi said "Oh", but he suffered such a serious injury, and he should see it no matter what.

Yan Ge walked down the steps and said, "I will return to Shencheng in the afternoon."

Zhen Yi looked at him, his eyes burning.

"... Well, do you want to be together?"

"Of course we need to be together." Zhen Yi was dissatisfied. "We will be a family in the future. The sister-in-law will not attend the wedding of her brother and sister, is it ridiculous?"

"..." Inadvertently relaxed the neckline a little, and felt a little difficult to breathe.

He walked silently for a while, and suddenly asked:

"Do you remember what I told you, some people can escape the polygraph test?"

"Well, remember." Zhen Yi thought about it. "Like Song Yi, she has a split personality and she doesn't know that she killed someone. So she said that there was no murder, and the polygraph could not detect it."

"That's a mental patient, and I'm talking about normal people. Some normal people either have received special training, or their mentality is strong enough, or their emotional concepts are cold enough to avoid the lie detector."

Zhen Yi stunned: "Do you mean?"

"She lied." Very short.

Zhen Yi thought it over carefully. The questions answered by An Yao were connected in series, and there was no logical contradiction.

"Then why didn't you just ask her on the polygraph?"

The speech was silent, remembering Yan Xu said to him: "Brother, please, don't analyze me."

What he meant was: Please do not analyze An Yao.

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