Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Gu Ruojiao frowned: Judging by his reaction, they don't plan to send him to the hospital.

Erqiu: Sending her to the hospital will reveal her secrets. Usually, the doctors in the hospital will rescue her, and if she can't be saved, she will be buried.

Gu Ruojiao: Are they not afraid that the family members will pursue it?

Erqiu: The ones they chose were the ones that the family no longer cared about, or didn’t really want to take care of.

In other words, the death of these patients is a kind of relief for the family members. They are eager to get rid of this burden, so how can they go deep into the reason.

Gu Ruojiao took out her mobile phone without hesitation, and as soon as she clicked on the three numbers 120, Er Qiu's voice rang.

Erqiu: The host doesn't need to fight, the boy is dead.

Gu Ruojiao wanted to stop her finger on the dial key.

After a while, the page was switched.

It's just that the fingers are trembling, I don't know if it's because of the cold weather or because of anger.

But this reminded Gu Ruojiao of one thing.

Whenever a guest killed someone in the courtyard, they would transport the body to the mountain to bury it.

this is a good chance.

Gu Ruojiao planned to wait until the dead of night to take a video of their burial, so that she could go to the Criminal Investigation Team to request an investigation.

The only thing to worry about is that she didn't bring anything to eat, and the temperature will be very low after nightfall.

But tossing back and forth was too easy to expose herself, so Gu Ruojiao decided to squat down and guard.

Erqiu told her where those people often buried their bodies.

It's not too far from the mental hospital, probably because it's inconvenient to drive.

"It's really lazy."

Erqiu: It may also be timid.

To complain, it took Gu Ruojiao almost an hour to walk there.

One is because the road is not easy to walk, and you have to be careful to be discovered.

The second is because she walks on two legs.

What was not a long way for those people was a long way for her!

Fortunately, because there are few people in the mountains, the small roads are densely packed with traces of tricycles.

Soon, it was getting dark.

Before the sun went down, the temperature had already dropped.

Gu Ruojiao was able to wear thick enough clothes when she went out, but she couldn't bear to stay in such a cold place all the time.

She turned over her phone and checked the time. It was only 7:13 in the evening, and there were still several hours before midnight.

"Very hungry." Still cold.

However, at such a pitiful time, what Gu Ruojiao thought of was how those plainclothes people who stayed on guard day and night in order to solve a case survived those scorching summers and bitterly cold winters.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but think of Zhuang Han.

I don't know what he is doing now, whether he has finished dinner.

It should be eating, the special police force is very time-conscious, it is impossible for them to go on missions and still go hungry.

Gu Ruojiao took out her mobile phone, carefully blocked the light from the screen, opened her and Zhuang Han's WeChat page, and swiped to the first WeChat after the friend passed.

The first word of greeting is Zhuang Han.

The well-regulated conversation started with the polite Ms. Gu.

That was when she lived in his house, Zhuang Han was afraid that she would not get used to it and get lost, so he specifically told her the directions of the nearby snack bars and supermarkets.

The words revealed alienation and politeness.

She sent a thank you back, but got no reply.

In fact, there are not many chat records after that.

Mostly Gu Ruojiao was talking, and he occasionally replied a few words, because he was very busy in the army during the day and couldn't get his cell phone.

In addition, the two stayed together when they returned to the rental house, so there was not much chatting.

But with such a little information, Gu Ruojiao could still ponder over it for a long time, insisting on digging out some emotion from the words.

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