I caught the murderer

Pei Yuzhou felt very tired, as if he had walked for a long time, or was forced to run dozens of miles by an old man when he was a child, his whole body was so weak that he didn't even want to move.

But the habit he had developed for a long time made him open his eyes the first second he regained consciousness.

The goal was a piece of pure white, and the tip of his nose was the familiar and pungent smell of disinfectant. Pei Yuzhou thought in a daze that he had returned to the sanatorium in Italy.

But Shen Zheng's voice pulled him out of that illusion.

"you're awake?"

Shen Zheng's handsome face appeared in front of Pei Yuzhou's eyes, but that face was still very haggard looking at the bearded man, not at all like the usual team leader Shen Zheng.

So he asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Pei Yuzhou realized that his voice was as quiet as a mosquito humming, and thanks to Shen Zheng's good hearing, he immediately replied: "Not long, just one day."

Pei Yuzhou didn't believe it, how could one day make a person so haggard.

Seeing Pei Yuzhou's skeptical expression, Shen Zheng was almost laughed at by this anger. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Look for yourself, at five o'clock in the afternoon on November [-]th, if you sleep a little longer, you will sleep through this month." .”

"Then why are you so haggard?"

"Aren't you worried about my savior?" Shen Zheng turned around to get the water glass and cotton swabs, "Okay, don't talk, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Hearing this, Pei Yuzhou not only didn't think it was appropriate, but somehow got some strength out of nowhere, and pressed Shen Zheng's hand: "You have something to hide from me."

Although Pei Yuzhou's voice was low, his tone was firm.

Although Pei Yuzhou didn't use much strength, Shen Zheng didn't dare to break away. He met Pei Yuzhou's eyes and smiled as brightly as ever: "Where is it?"

"It's not that you don't know, brother Shen and I have always been open and frank."

Shen Zheng's eyes were clean, and Pei Yuzhou had a headache and nausea at the moment, so he didn't have the energy to pursue it for a while.

So he obediently was fed a little water by Shen Zheng - because he just woke up, Shen Zheng just used a cotton swab to moisten his lips for a while.

But Pei Yuzhou still felt that his condition was much better because of this moisture: "How is the case? Has He Zhong been arrested?"

"Have you checked all the illegal transactions involved behind him?"

Pei Yuzhou said the last sentence in a hurry, which made him cough uncontrollably.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Shen Zheng patted Pei Yuzhou's back lightly to help him relax, "I'm investigating He Zhong's illegal transactions, but the poisoning and dismemberment cases can't convict him yet."

Because they have no proof.

The surveillance video can only be used as supporting evidence. There is no fingerprint on the syringe. As long as He Zhong pleads not guilty, the police cannot convict him.

Even Sun Jia and Zhou Xiaojie, who served as witnesses, caused some troubles because of their age, and their testimonies cannot be regarded as independent evidence.

This is why He Zhonggan seemingly foolishly broke into the net: Even if he was arrested and taken to the police station, the police would have no way to convict him.

Perhaps it was the successive successes that brought him great courage, and now there is no cowardice in him anymore.

Some are just crazy and arrogant.

Pei Yuzhou pressed on and asked, "Then is he still in the police station?"

"Of course, after all, he can't escape the charges of intentional injury and assaulting the police, and he is still being detained in the police station."

At this time, He Zhong is no longer the He Zhong who dared not perform any venting behavior before death, which can be seen from his performance of directly cutting He Xian with a knife.

If such He Zhong is let go, Shen Zheng can't imagine what the other party will do.

He put Pei Yuzhou's hand back under the quilt: "Don't worry, he won't let him run away."

In this world, as long as there is a crime, it will definitely leave traces.

Shen Zheng has always believed in this.

"What about me?" Pei Yuzhou asked again, "What's in that syringe?"

Shen Zheng said: "It's just an anesthetic with a very high concentration, and there are no major sequelae."

"Fortunately."

Although Shen Zheng's expression and tone were normal, Pei Yuzhou felt something was wrong intuitively, but before he could say "give me the medical records", there was a knock on the door of his ward.

The people who came were An Xinyao and Xiao Wang, one of them was carrying flowers and the other was carrying a fruit basket, it looked like the standard equipment for visiting a doctor.

"This is condolences from the whole police station," An Xinyao put the fruit basket down, "Brother Pei, you have to eat all of it."

She still had that carefree and lively look, but Pei Yuzhou noticed her reddish eye sockets.

Just cried?

Pei Yuzhou vaguely understood something in his heart, but he didn't say it on the spot, but joked along with An Xinyao's words: "That's all the condolences from the whole police station? I'm so sad."

"Just eat what you have," Shen Zheng said with a smile on the side, "That's the choice."

Xiao Wang put the flowers in the vase by the bedside: "Doctor Pei, you need to get well soon, there are a bunch of fans in the bureau waiting for you."

"And your Weibo, if you don't update it, grass will grow."

Seeing that the little girl came all the way to see him and still didn't forget to mention it, Pei Yuzhou readily agreed, "Okay, I'll post it when He Zhong's case is over."

He shifted his gaze to Shen Zheng: "So when can I be discharged from the hospital? I still have something to ask He Zhong."

"Don't worry, the doctor told you to rest well."

Shen Zheng stood up: "You guys talk, I'll go out to catch my breath."

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell An Xinyao and Xiao Wang: "Yu Zhou just woke up, don't chat for too long."

Pei Yuzhou looked at Shen Zheng's back with deep eyes.

The contents of that syringe are by no means narcotics.

"By the way," An Xinyao took out a white envelope from her bag, "I found this in the car, and it was clipped to the windshield wiper of the car."

"Brother Pei, your name is written on it, so I'll bring it for you along the way."

She teased her face: "It's so delicate and has a fragrance, Brother Pei, are you recruiting that little girl again?"

Pei Yuzhou smiled reluctantly. The fragrance was the smell of lilies, which he was very familiar with. Coupled with the lily pattern outlined with a black pen on the envelope, he knew exactly what the other party wanted to express.

Widowmaker means curse.

He didn't open the letter, but pressed it under the pillow: "My daughter's thoughts, I have to wait until you leave to read."

An Xinyao, who was waiting to gossip, "cut", and Xiao Wang couldn't help but smile.

Everyone is doing their best to whitewash the peace.

The atmosphere in the ward was harmonious, as beautiful as an illusion.

*

An Xinyao and Xiao Wang listened to Shen Zheng's words very much, and left together after staying for less than half an hour, but Shen Zheng who went out to breathe still did not come back.

After regaining consciousness, Pei Yuzhou gradually regained his strength. He sat up on the bed and took out the letter from under the pillow.

[Mymotherhaskilledme, (My mother killed me,)

Myfatherisingme, (My daddy ate me)

My brothers and sisters sit under the table, (My brothers and sisters sit under the table,)

Pickingupmybones, (Picking up my bones,)

Andtheyburythem, (buried them,)

under the cold marblestones. (Buried under the cold stone tablet.)]

It's the same nursery rhyme from the British nursery rhyme collection, this time it's "The Song of the Juniper Tree"—a dead boy complains to his family.

Pei Yuzhou was holding the letter paper in a daze. On the surface, the sentences didn't match, but did they fit the central idea?

"He" is really getting more and more stream-of-consciousness, just playing with these mysterious things.

But the more he played with these fancy tricks, the more it proved that the other party was trying to cover up something. Zhou Hao, Sun Zhijian, Yang Yuanfan, and He Zhong, what kind of connection did he not discover?

Pei Yuzhou wanted to continue thinking, but a sudden palpitation made him curl up.

His limbs also began to tremble involuntarily.

Pei Yuzhou's pupils shrank, he thought he knew what Shen Zheng was hiding from him.

Thanks to his childhood experience, he has seen many such symptoms, and they usually appear in the onset of drug addiction and withdrawal reactions.

That syringe contained drugs, a highly addictive, new type of drug.

Pei Yuzhou lay on the bed and laughed softly.

Is this life?

"Yuzhou?" Shen Zheng, who came back with the food, saw Pei Yuzhou's appearance and immediately put his things aside, and strode forward to support him, "Are you okay?"

Pei Yuzhou raised his head, and looked at Shen Zheng coldly with his blue eyes: "You lied to me."

There are still tears in his eyes from just laughing, coupled with his expression, it only makes people feel pitiful and terrifying.

"It's not an anesthetic at all. My coma is because the body can't bear the high concentration of drugs."

"The kind you can't quit."

Shen Zheng's expression changed immediately. He originally wanted to wait for Pei Yuzhou to recover before telling him the news, but he didn't know which link went wrong, but Pei Yuzhou knew it now.

"Don't think about it, it's not An Xinyao and Wang Qi," Pei Yuzhou twitched his lips, "I guessed it myself, I'm very familiar with these reactions."

Trembling, he shook off Shen Zheng's hand, and closed his eyes tiredly: "Let's go."

"I don't want to see any living things for the time being."

He was afraid that he couldn't help but ruin everything.

But the next moment he was hugged into a warm embrace, and Shen Zheng's voice rang in his ears: "If you can quit, I will accompany you."

Pei Yuzhou couldn't break free, and he was too lazy to do so. He resumed his lazy tone, as if he wasn't the one who lost his composure just now: "Brother Shen is really optimistic."

"You don't have to feel indebted, it's all for me."

"It's not indebted, nor optimistic." Shen Zheng hugged Pei Yuzhou's hand harder, "Not all of the tube was injected, only a little, and it can be quit."

"Soon, I swear."

"Also," Shen Zheng's voice came to Pei Yuzhou's ears accompanied by his strong heartbeat, "I like you."

"seriously."

Pei Yuzhou froze for a moment, he felt that he must have been unconscious due to the withdrawal reaction.

His heart beat even faster.

He wanted to ridicule a few more words, but facing this man who was more tender than usual, his voice seemed to have lost his voice, and he couldn't speak at all.

Seeing that there was no response, Shen Zheng solemnly repeated: "I like you."

"Let me stay with you?"

Pei Yuzhou's hand holding the quilt trembled, he was silent for a few minutes, and finally leaned into Shen Zheng's arms and blinked lightly: "En."

A tear fell silently.

Maybe tired birds will really return home.

Volume [-] Lizzie Borden with the Ax