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When Xue Zhimu saw Song Hailin appearing, he jumped up excitedly, stopped the car abruptly at the last moment, kept half an arm's distance away, and asked with concern: "Er, are you really married? Where is the second sister-in-law? Have I seen it?"

"Where are the things brought back from the scene? I'll take a look." Song Hailin ignored her and went straight to the point, "Come back to the scene with me later. Oh, yes, tell me about the progress of the current investigation."

"Talk while walking." He added.

Song Hailin held the evidence bag in front of his eyes and turned it around, while Xue Zhimu explained, "This syringe was found at the scene, and it was preliminarily determined to be the murder weapon."

Song Hailin stared at it for a few moments, then suddenly opened the bag, holding the needle in his hand to read.

"Do you have needlepoint phobia?" Song Hailin asked suddenly.

"No." Xue Zhimu was puzzled.

As soon as this sentence was said, Song Hailin went and handed the needle to her eyes at once, making her jump back in fright. Song Hailin put away the needle and said, "I don't have needlepoint phobia, why don't you take a closer look at the needle?"

Xue Zhimu was about to defend herself. In the situation just now, everyone would have to hide. Thinking of this, she suddenly understood something and said, "Second boy, what you mean is that I know what you are going to say!"

She cleared her throat and deliberately imitated Song Hailin, "Even you know you have to avoid needles, so why did Hu Mingcheng allow others to give him needles when there were no traces of fighting at the scene—isn't it? Two heads Are you going to say this?"

Song Hailin wrinkled his nose and glanced at her, and said, "I want to say, why didn't you take a closer look at the needle, this needle is new, unused, not a murder weapon."

"Ah?" Xue Zhimu exclaimed exaggeratedly, and leaned over to look at the needle, how can it be seen whether it has been used or not?

"Haven't you ever smoked drugs?" Song Hailin threw the needles casually, "Injecting drugs are often mixed with needles and needles, so it's easy to get sick. In fact, it depends on whether the needles have been used before. There are some tips. There are some old-fashioned smokers who are more particular. Those, all know."

Xue Zhimu turned pale in shock, and shook his head, "I, no, you, suck?"

Song Hailin smiled and said, "Coincidentally, neither do I."

Xue Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death, I almost killed you righteously."

"The liquid remaining in the needle tube is consistent with that detected in Hu Mingcheng's blood, which proves that the murderer deliberately threw the needle there to confuse the view." Song Hailin said, "After the police find the syringe, they will definitely not bother to find it. Look elsewhere, guess, will this conceited murderer leave the real murder weapon at the scene?"

Before Xue Zhimu could speak, Song Hailin took a step ahead of her and said, "Let's go, the scene."

"Oh." Xue Zhimu hurriedly followed, and said while walking: "Liu Cheng is at the scene right now, I'll call him and ask him to look for it first."

On the way, Xue Zhimu secretly glanced at Song Hailin while driving, not to mention going back to his hometown to get married, why did he feel like he had a serious illness?

While waiting for the red light, she couldn't hold back, and asked in a low voice, "Second sister-in-law..."

As soon as she started, Song Hailin interrupted her.

"You're right."

What?Xue Zhimu was dumbfounded, what she said made sense, the second... who was he talking to.

Song Hailin continued: "Why, why did Hu Mingcheng lay flat and Ren Zha?"

"Lie flat?" Xue Zhimu didn't react for a while, "How do you know he is lying down?"

Song Hailin gave her a weird look, and then said slowly, "That's just a description. I thought you little girls who surf the Internet all day would feel kind after hearing these catchphrases."

Xue Zhimu smiled awkwardly, "Here, I'm not in charge of issuing ID cards for people at the police station. Why do I spend so much time surfing the Internet?"

"Wait a minute," she patted the steering wheel suddenly, causing the horn to sound, "I know the second one, sneak attack, while he is asleep?"

Song Hailin didn't speak, and opened the car window.

In fact, he probably had such an outline in his mind, and he felt that his guess should be close to ten, but now he lacked evidence.

When he arrived at the scene, Liu Cheng was already waiting there. When he saw Song Hailin, he also had the same reaction as Xue Zhimu, and burst into tears, "Second boy! I found it and threw it in the grass outside. It's a real syringe, a murder weapon. "

Song Hailin frowned, "What's going on, you are Zheng Yong pretending to be Liu Cheng, what a wonderful narrative."

"I'm too excited and incoherent." Liu Cheng chuckled and handed the evidence bag to Song Hailin.

Song Hailin confirmed his conjecture at a glance.

Pointing to the syringe, he said to Xue Zhimu: "Test whether you are qualified to be a girl."

"Second boss, you might as well test me." Liu Cheng smiled.

Song Hailin shook the syringe in the bag twice, and asked, "What is this thing for?"

Liu Cheng and Xue Zhimu looked at each other.

"It was an injection." Liu Cheng said.

"Murderer." Joker Xue said.

Song Hailin shook his head and said, "This model was given face-lifting injections in a beauty salon."

Liu Cheng and Xue Zhimu stared at Song Hailin's face.

"Second head, you...it turns out..." Xue Zhimu said.

"Second boss... so..." Liu Cheng said.

Huang Yun is a good-looking woman. Good-looking in the traditional sense is not at the same level as the current flat eyebrows, big eyes and sharp chin.

But she is very haggard, the kind that even makeup can't cover.

Song Hailin sat across from her and introduced himself, "My name is Song Hailin."

"Hello, Officer Song." Huang Yun greeted him politely in a soft voice.

"Do you know why I came here?" Song Hailin said.

"Officer Song, I've said it all. I only want money, and I have no reason to kill Hu Mingcheng." Huang Yun said.

Song Hailin said: "No, you don't want money. If you really want money, your face is enough."

"Of course," Song Hailin quickly added, "It's just my personal opinion, I hope I didn't offend you."

"It's already offended." Huang Yun said.

Song Hailin smiled, "It can be seen that you are a very proud lady."

Huang Yun didn't speak, but raised his chin, which was a tacit consent.

"I actually think that such a lady seems to have money, beauty, power, and men at her fingertips—as long as she wants it, will she care more about what she can't get?" Song Hailin said, "For example, youth, Hate?"

Song Hailin stared at Huang Yun with blazing eyes, and she could be seen keeping her hands under the table calmly.

"I just want to know who you got the cyanide from." Song Hailin pressed on.

Huang Yun suddenly patted the table irritably, "How many times do I have to say it before you can hear me, I didn't kill Hu Mingcheng, and I didn't get cyanide at all."

Song Hailin raised his eyebrows, not caring, "Or, let me ask another question, do you know this person?"

He took out Qu Shiran's previous work card, a one-inch photo and his name were lined up in a low-quality plastic case, and there was a line written on it, the party congress admission card.

It was Xue Zhimu who rummaged through boxes and boxes and picked them up from the corner of the police station.

Huang Yun calmed down after seeing the work disk, shook his head, and replied, "I don't know."

Song Hailin said: "Shouldn't it? I hope you think about it carefully. Have you never seen our Captain Qu? Have you never seen this police officer?"

"Police?" Huang Yun was startled, then shook his head and said, "The one who came before was a female police officer."

Song Hailin moved his work ID card towards her again, "Look carefully, I really don't recognize you? Not familiar with this name at all?"

Huang Yun put on a look of deep thought, and said the name in conjunction with it, "Qu Shiran...not familiar, it is true that I have never heard of it."

Song Hailin immediately accepted the work permit.

"Wrong, the word in the middle is pronounced shi. It seems that your Chinese scores were not very good when you were young."

Huang Yun's face suddenly changed.

Song Hailin continued to explain, "The character in the middle is not a polyphonic character. It has only one pronunciation. The pronunciation of shi and yi is given by Qu Shiran himself."

Huang Yun closed his mouth, his lips trembling.

Song Hailin put the evidence bag on the table. Huang Yun's face collapsed when he saw the syringe. Song Hailin took the opportunity to say, "Now, do you want to tell the truth?"

After interrogating Huang Yun, Xue Zhimu asked Song Hailin, "Second boss, why did you believe that Huang Yun was the murderer from the beginning? It stands to reason that she didn't have enough motive to kill Hu Mingcheng."

Song Hailin asked her back, "What do you think is more important to people, money or hatred?"

Xue Zhimu said firmly: "Money."

From the point of view of most modern people living in a materialistic society, things that seem to be nothing are not important.This is normal.

Song Hailin shook his head, "I know a group of people who live for hatred."

Sometimes, for the harm you have suffered, you must want to get it back thousands of times, regardless of gains or losses, regardless of right or wrong, just to point yourself in the right direction.At this point, nothing matters anymore.Because, that hatred has become a belief.

Because of this, at the end, Huang Yun gritted his teeth and did not tell the person who helped her kill Hu Mingcheng.

Qu Shiran has been pretending that nothing happened these days, and still pretending to be acting in a youth school idol drama gently and considerately. As if to vent his anger, Qu Shiran made various demands to deliberately make things difficult for him, but Qu Shiran accepted all the moves with a smile.Hu Yuran said in the morning that he wanted him to cook a pot of pork rib soup himself, so he obeyed the order and went home to cook it.

When Song Hailin went to the hospital to look for Hu Yuran, Hu Yuran was bending over and throwing up the food he had eaten in the morning.

He went to get the water glass on the bedside table, just took it in his hand, then took it off, and the glass fell into the vomit on the ground with a crisp sound.

After Song Hailin entered the room, he walked over a few steps and helped him up.He poured water again and handed it to his mouth.

Hu Yuran smiled embarrassedly and said, "Thank you."

While he was drinking water, Song Hailin said, "Qu Shiran participated in Hu Mingcheng's case, I'm sure, but Huang Yun doesn't want to confess him."

Hu Yuran drank the water slowly, then took out a file bag from under the mattress, handed it to Song Hailin, and said: "I just remembered a few days ago, when Su Shen gave me a USB flash drive, he also gave him something .”

Song Hailin took out the information inside and glanced at it. It was Huang Yun's personal information and contact information.

Hu Yuran felt uncomfortable again, he beat his heart hard, and said with force: "Su Shen may have been in contact with Huang Yun a long time ago, this is the Plan B he left for Qu Shiran."

After Song Hailin finished flipping through the materials, he suddenly sighed, twisted his face, feeling aggrieved, "He arranged things in an orderly manner, but he left something for you, and something for Qu Shiran, but he didn't leave anything for me. "

Hu Yuran shook his head disapprovingly, but said nothing.

When Qu Shiran entered the door with the insulated box, he immediately saw Song Hailin sitting facing the door.

He paused with a smile, then walked in calmly and said, "Why are you here empty-handed?"

Song Hailin said: "I'm sorry, I came in a hurry."

"The supermarket downstairs sells fruit baskets, it's okay, we'll wait." Qu Shiran put the insulated box on the table, "The kind with a lot of oranges is best."

While showing his disapproval with practical actions, he took out a small bowl to hold the rib soup, and sat down by the bed to feed Hu Yuran spoonful by spoonful.

Song Hailin said: "There is no fruit basket. But I came empty-handed, and I have no intention of leaving empty-handed."

Qu Shiran paused for a moment, scooped up another spoonful of soup, blew it cold, and handed it to Hu Yuran's mouth.

Hu Yuran kept his mouth shut and refused to drink.

"Be good." He coaxed in a low voice, "Just the last spoonful."

Hu Yuran looked at him for a while, but he was not in a hurry, he just waited with the spoon up, Hu Yuran hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth to drink.

He did what he said and really put the bowl aside.

Turning around, he said to Song Hailin, "Could it be that you have to ask me to post your fruit basket upside down when you come here?"

"I don't want a fruit basket," Song Hailin said, "Man, I want to take it away."

"Oh." Qu Shiran said.

After saying these words, both Song Hailin and Hu Yuran were shocked.

Song Hailin's pile of evidence was useless.

Qu Shiran went to tighten the cap of the thermos, put it in front of Song Hailin, "Pour a pot of pork rib soup for you."

After speaking, he sat on the pony in the corner, and waved his hands to the two of them impatiently, "Hurry up, don't leave now and wait for the New Year."

Song Hailin looked at him for a while, then walked to the bed, bent down and hugged Hu Yuran.

"Wait." Qu Shiran suddenly stood up.

Seeing his movements, Hu Yuran immediately shrank into Song Hailin's arms like a conditioned reflex, and Qu Shiran stopped when he was about to walk over.He smiled coldly with his mouth flattened, and pointed to the down jacket hanging on the wall, "It's cold outside."

"Thank you." Hu Yuran said.

Qu Shiran still waved his hands and didn't look at them again.

Song Hailin found a new hospital to arrange Hu Yuran. When he walked out, Hu Yuran was staring at the heat preservation box on the bedside table in a daze.

Hu Yuran didn't speak, smile, or express himself all the way, and he didn't bother him. After finding a nurse, he closed the door gently and left.

As soon as he came out of the building, he saw Qu Shiran squatting on the steps smoking a cigarette.

He stood beside him silently.

It took a full minute for Qu Shiran to speak, "Is the condition of the ward okay? Single room? He doesn't like too much noise. I'll give you the money. Let's change to a ward on the corner and find a reliable nurse..." Having said that, he let out a long sigh.

Song Hailin said, "Don't worry."

"Do you know when I first saw him?" Qu Shiran said to himself, "I went to the county town to meet Su Shen for the first time. I was waiting at a milk tea shop. He came in to buy milk tea. The low-quality ones cost three yuan for a big cup, and he bought the last strawberry-flavored one. He pouted and drank the pearls in it, and took a big gulp. The splashed glasses were full of water drops."

"You don't know, at that time, he smiled very nicely."

Song Hailin patted him on the shoulder and went down the steps without saying a word.

Qu Shiran looked at his back, suddenly raised his voice, and said, "If it's not really helpless, no one wants to leave."

Song Hailin didn't care.He thought Qu Shiran wanted to explain why he left Hu Yuran.

Song Hailin drove around on the road, went to the supermarket he often went to, bought vegetables and snacks, and when he returned home, he cooked vegetables and soup in an orderly manner. After the rice was ready, he wrapped it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.Then he took a shower, watched TV for a while, turned on the computer to check emails, took out his mobile phone and clicked on each software one by one. After pressing the screen on, he suddenly bent to one side.

Nausea, nausea, overwhelming confusion.

In the future life, there will be no Su Shen?

He just reacted suddenly, belatedly.

Nausea rising from the stomach, but I can't spit it out, it's just stuck at the level of my heart, I can't go up or down.Intestines are bundled and tangled together.As long as I think that there will be no more Su Shen in the future, I feel empty, and the feeling of emptiness fills my internal organs.

When you live, you suddenly seem to die, but when you go out, you don't know where you are going.

Nausea.

This feeling has been brought into the dream, torturing him to toss and turn.

After waking up, the feeling didn't ease at all.

His brain is a little dull, why can't people go back to the past?

This feeling may be called regret.

He frantically wanted to find everything related to Su Shen, and only then did he realize that there were very few traces of Su Shen.

If there was someone who looked like Su Shen at this time, he thought, he might commit a crime.

He turned on the game.

Sure enough, the message bar on the right has already accumulated a lot of private messages, dotted with huge red dots.

"They all said you ran away with my money! They all laughed at me for being taken advantage of! But I didn't keep you, have you found someone who is willing to give you money!"

"Big Heizi! Why don't I take care of you? I'll give you a full set of Holy Light equipment. Don't leave!"

"If you don't take me to fight, I will be tortured by them."

"Big Heizi, where have you been?"

"Da Heizi, I miss you."

.........

Song Hailin scrolled through the news one by one, hoping to find Su Shen's shadow from here.

But for some reason, what he said was less and less like Su Shen.

If he disappeared suddenly, what would Su Shen say?

Song Hailin thought.

"Why am I in a hurry, can you leave me? I know you will come back to my bowl sooner or later."

Surely he would say so.

"Da Heizi, I knew you would definitely come back."

A line of words popped out of the message box.

Song Hailin was stunned for a moment.

In the game interface, the student Bai Juyi, who was shining with colorful holy lights, still had the original title in front of his nickname, and he still leaned towards him like before.

He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

His days seemed to go back to some time ago.Nothing has changed, I still play games, play games, play games, eat, sleep, play games and play games.

It's just that the time for sleeping is decreasing day by day, and every time he lies on the bed, as long as he thinks of Su Shen lying in this position, he will feel sick and feel sick, and his heart will feel uncomfortable.

Later, he could only make do with sleep on the sofa, and woke up after a short sleep, shouting, "Brother".

Classmate Bai Juyi's level is still poor, not only has he not made progress, but he is also vaguely regressing.

Every time he logs into the game account, Bai Juyi will definitely be there, and then he will play the game honestly behind him, not talking much, occasionally saying a few words, sometimes like Su Shen and sometimes not like Su Shen.

When it looks like, he imagines that Su Shen is playing games with him at the other end; when it doesn't, he imagines that Su Shen is deliberately pretending to be someone else.

Self-deception.

Until one day, Bai Juyi suddenly disappeared.

The avatar was darkened, and the villain whose nickname was prefixed with the exclusive name of Big Heizi did not appear again.

At this moment, Song Hailin suddenly accepted the reality.

Su Shen is really gone.

He felt that the world was unreasonable.

But even if he vented, he couldn't find a source. He wanted to scold, but he didn't know who to scold.

He has no faith.

That day, he stared at Bai Juyi's head portrait for a long time before lighting a cigarette.

After smoking a cigarette, he went out.

I don't know where to go, wandering on the road.

Walking from his house, as long as you pass one street, there is a shopping mall with a cinema and cafe on the top floor.However, it seems that he has never gone to the movies with Su Shen.

None.

I regret it, I really regret it.

Too many things have not been done together.Skiing outings, mountain climbing, swimming, watching movies, drinking coffee and chatting about right and wrong, I have never done it.It would be great if I could regret it, maybe there would not be so many regrets.

He walked towards the shopping mall by accident, but he didn't go in when he got to the door. He stood outside and looked at the door with cotton curtains, dazed.

At this time, the cotton curtain at the gate was lifted, and two people came out.

After seeing him, the two men stopped going to the parking lot and walked towards him.

Song Hailin recognized them as Luan Jingnian and Liu Chengxi.

They were wearing the same red down jacket with a fur collar, Liu Chengxi put his hand in Luan Jingnian's pocket, with a smile on his face.

When he was about to get close, Luan Jingnian took out Liu Chengxi's hand, pointed at the parking lot and said something, Liu Chengxi walked away angrily, Luan Jingnian smiled helplessly on the spot, and then walked up to Song Hailin.

She cut to the chase and said, "Su Shen can't die, he won't die so easily."

Song Hailin raised his head and stared at her fiercely, "You know?"

Luan Jingnian shook his head, "I don't know anything, I guess."

Song Hailin was overwhelmed with sadness, guess what?

"Actually, you know him better than I do, but you never really thought about it." A car drove up behind her and honked its horn. Luan Jingnian glanced back and sped up his speech, "Song Qing isn't dead yet."

After she finished speaking, she didn't say hello, and got into the car without looking back.

She is still the same, unable to speak or socialize.

Although the words were not pleasant to listen to and made people uncomfortable, but she got to the point, and she was right.Song Hailin understood a little bit.

Su Shen will not die like this.