Linzhou Municipal Bureau

The "seller's address" of the two missing children in the forensic report that was pulled out of the paper ashes at that time was in Gaoliu City, Beihe Province, a six-hour drive from Linzhou City.

It was a third-tier city in the province second only to the provincial capital, with a permanent population of more than 200 million. The level of urban development was not the same as that of Linzhou with a population of 2000 million, but correspondingly, the living space and pace of life were more livable.Five months ago, during the large-scale rescue of abducted children, the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Gaoliu City, according to the "address" provided by the Linzhou Command Headquarters, conducted a survey of all permanent residents and migrants within a radius of nearly five kilometers for nearly seven years. A carpet search was carried out on the whereabouts, but no trace of the target child was found.

The abducted child Xiao Yue, a native of Linzhou City, seven years ago, on July 7, the second day after the school was out for summer vacation, the local police station received a missing report from his parents.Xiao Yue was only 8 years old when he disappeared, and he was studying in the second grade of Qingyun School in Qingjiang District, Linzhou City.

Qingyun School is a municipal special education school, and Xiao Yue is a deaf-mute child.

"Xiaoyue is a very sensible child. Although she can't hear or speak, she never lets her parents worry about her. She consciously helps her mother with housework at home and scores [-]% in every exam at school. The neighbor's children don't bully her very much. She, she goes out to play with the children nearby, and she doesn't come home after five o'clock in the afternoon every day, she is very good."

Yu Jianhai flipped through the report records of the police station seven years ago, and the image of a quiet and well-behaved little girl gradually emerged in front of his eyes.

On the first morning of the summer vacation that year, she woke up early and went to the breakfast stand at the entrance of the community downstairs to buy breakfast for the family of three.She likes the egg pancakes at that store the most. Every time she goes to buy them herself, she can ask the grandma who spreads the pancakes to put an extra spoonful of mustard for her. She eats them cutely.

But Xiao Yue's parents didn't eat the breakfast she bought that day.They thought she had gone to play at the house of her classmates in the neighborhood next door. Although she was usually not so secretive, she was a child after all, and it was summer vacation, so it was okay to be presumptuous once in a while.

Xiao Yue didn't go home until dinner time in the afternoon.It was only when her parents realized that something was wrong. The two couples searched like crazy all night, but found nothing. They didn't remember to go to the police station to call the police at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Four years later, the already disintegrated family finally could no longer sustain it, and Xiao Yue's parents divorced.

Five months ago, Xiao's mother, who was still single, and Xiao's father, who brought his remarried wife and three-month-old son, came to the Gaoliu City Criminal Investigation Brigade at the same time. Once again, they couldn't wait for the answers they wanted.

On the [-]th floor of the Special Needs Outpatient Building of the First Central Hospital of Gaoliu City, Wang Fubin, a second-year junior high school student who has just recovered from the suffering of countless heart biopsies, is sitting in a wheelchair and is relieved by his mother. Slowly rolled out of the consultation room.

Following his appearance, the uncles and aunts in the corridor all focused their attention on him.He turned his head to look at his mother in doubt, but was surprised to find that big teardrops were silently rolling down from his mother's eyes.

A wrinkled aunt rushed towards him, kneeling beside his wheelchair just moments before he thought he was going to be hit.The old aunt stretched out her withered hands, one of which was heavily clasped on his shoulder, and the other lightly pressed on his left chest.

"My little Yue, my little Yue!" the old aunt murmured, and she burst into tears in an instant.

Wang Fubin felt that under the old aunt's palm, his fragile heart seemed to be burned by her gaze.His breathing became rapid, and before he passed out, apart from hearing all kinds of voices calling for him, he also vaguely saw the figure of his father kneeling not far away.A vague voice began to circle in his mind: whose heart is mine?

Facing the chaotic scene, Yu Jianhai finally called Boss Quan.He was a little worried that he would be incoherent at this moment of confusion, but he didn't expect that when he reported to the boss, his thoughts were extremely clear.

"Yes, one of the suspected recipients is a 15-year-old boy who underwent a heart transplant seven years ago. He has been undergoing regular heart biopsies after the operation due to poor recovery. After we communicated with the family , In this biopsy, a DNA comparison was also done. The results of the DNA laboratory just came out, and the heart donor has a parent-child relationship with Xiao Yue's parents."

According to Wang Fubin's father, Wang Ting, Wang Fubin suffered from dilated cardiomyopathy since he was a child. He and his wife had already registered and consulted for heart transplantation at the Cardiovascular Surgery Department of the First Central Hospital of Gaoliu City, but they have been suffering from not waiting for a suitable heart donor. body.At that time, Wang Fubin's condition had reached the terminal stage, and he developed a series of symptoms such as heart failure, vomiting, and edema all over his body.At the end of the day, a strange woman found them.

The woman claimed to have seen their situation and contact information on a patient forum. She had a suitable donor there, but the price was much higher than normal, and asked if they wanted it.

The Wang couple, who were in a hurry to go to the doctor, heard the news and agreed to the other party's offer almost immediately.The two of them run a medium-sized building material factory in a prefecture-level city under Gaoliu City. The business is very good. Money is not a problem, and the baby son is the first.

The operation was performed in a private hospital on the outskirts of Gaoliu City, and the final cost was twice as high as the agreed price at the beginning, but the effect was not bad, at least Xiao Fu Bin saved his life.

After a few follow-up consultations, they received a notice from the hospital that the attending doctor had left the hospital, and asked them to follow up with Gao Ren, so they had to go back to the First Central Hospital after several twists and turns.

"It's not her, her facial features are not like that at all, and that woman is at least 1.7 meters tall and has a small frame. When I first saw her, I thought she was a model or something." When he suspected that the woman was Zeng Meihe, Wang Ting denied everyone's guess.

The focus of the investigation turned to the private hospital.

"Boss, I think you'd better come here as soon as possible, the situation here is so wrong."

Yu Jianhai stood in the director's office of Kangruxin Hospital on the outskirts of Gaoliu City, supporting the assistant director who had just passed out from screaming with one hand, and holding up the phone with the other. The second bewilderment in just three days after the market was a bit maladaptive.

It can be inferred from the sprayed blood on the back of the door that the door was closed at the time of the incident.At the other end of the room, the floor-to-ceiling glass door leading to the balcony was wide open, allowing the strong smell of blood in the room to be washed away by the cool autumn wind outside.

The blood splattered and scratched on the furniture, walls, and even the ceiling showed the brutality of the crime scene last night.The corpse was almost sitting on a large office chair, the lower part was neatly dressed, the suit jacket and white shirt were wide open, and the dried blood from the neck and chest covered the upper body of the corpse dark red.The corpse stared in the direction of the door, as if wanting to give an unforgettable "watching salute" to every police officer who entered the room.

But compared to the object on the desk in front of the corpse, such a "watching ceremony" is no longer a horror.

The desk top had obviously been hastily cleared away.The pen holders, photo frames and other objects on the table were scattered all over the place, and the large desktop seemed empty, except for a certain video laptop playing in a loop at the corner of the table, and the heart in the center of the table, a human heart.

When Quan Yifeng and Ling Feifei arrived, the body had already been transferred to the autopsy room.The autopsy report of the forensic doctor has not yet come out, but it is initially suspected that the deceased died of a severed carotid artery and died with a single knife.

Quan Yifeng carefully looked at every corner of the scene twice, and reconstructed the incident in his mind.

"The deceased, Yang Cha, was the director of Gaoliu Kangruxin Hospital. Last night, he was here, in his own office, anxiously waiting for a visitor, and smoked at least eight cigarettes." The forensic photo matches the scene before him, "His guest has arrived. Obviously, the content of their conversation, or their meeting itself, was not very pleasant. They had a dispute over something, and Dean Yang pushed the visitor down." Under the unexpected violence, the visitor staggered two steps backwards, and hit the glass door of the closet with his back. This closet is a high-end product. The glass did not shatter directly under the impact, but appeared Cracks. The visitor instinctively reached out and grabbed the top edge of the low cabinet next to the wall cabinet."

Quan Yifeng looked down at the handprints on the low cabinet carefully, and continued to murmur in a low voice: "At this time, Dean Yang felt the seriousness of the situation. Because the visitor was wearing gloves. They are not ordinary knitted gloves, not ordinary household gloves. Rubber gloves, not even leather gloves for dimples, but medical gloves for doctors' operations! Who would wear medical gloves on purpose when meeting an old friend? Unless you have just had surgery and you can't even take off the gloves Doctor, but the possibility of this is a bit small. Or, someone who came to this room and is going to have an 'operation'?"

"The visitor resisted. He rushed forward and smashed the bridge of Dean Yang's nose with a punch." The picture on the mobile phone was replaced by a close-up of the corpse's face. On a pile of fuzzy flesh and blood, "The visitor is a very powerful person, but he is not tall, about 1.6 meters eight, a head shorter than Dean Yang, who is nearly 1.8 meters. However, he did not know how to use it." By some means, he threatened Dean Yang and asked him to sit obediently in his office chair, face the camera, and record this 'confession video'."

Quan Yifeng turned on the video on the laptop, and in the camera, Dean Yang was holding his nose and looking behind the camera in horror.The video was recorded with the front-facing camera of the laptop. The picture is not particularly clear, but it is enough for people to see the blood dripping from Dean Yang's nose, which is consistent with the blood on the chairs and the floor at the scene.

"I, my name is Yang Cha. I," Dean Yang squinted his eyes, as if he was trying to read the prompt, "I am the director of Kang Ruxin Hospital. I am a person who is worse than a beast, mourned, and devoid of conscience. I am a demon who kills without blinking an eye, and I will die with more than justification."

After reading this, Dean Yang looked up nervously, and continued to read with his lips shaking after a while: "Ma Chunxiang, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for that child. I, a scumbag, don't deserve your forgiveness no matter what I do. Only death... what?! No!"

The camera freezes suddenly.Quan Yifeng pressed the stop button before the video was about to start the next loop.

For a while, only Quan Yifeng was talking to himself.

"After recording the video, the suspect walked around behind Dean Yang. At this time, Dean Yang who was sitting did not even have the only height advantage. The suspect easily locked his neck with his arms and pressed his The collarbone was thrown back. A scalpel that had been prepared for a long time finally came in handy, precisely cut the victim's carotid artery, and killed him with a single blow."

Quan Yifeng looked up at the ceiling obliquely above, and said: "Because of the angle of the wound and the pressure of the blood circulation system in the human body, the ejected blood even splashed on the ceiling. The large and rapid loss of blood made the victim very painful. The struggle soon stopped."

The footprints of outsiders on the back and lower part of the office chair and the victim's bloody footprints on the front and lower part supported his guess.

Ling Feifei watched Quan Yifeng's one-man show after entering the room, and as he deduced it, she couldn't help being surprised.She didn't know that at that time, another Ling Tui, his master, asked his superiors to make an exception and transfer him to the city bureau, mainly because he took a fancy to his innate talent for trace detection and deduction.

Quan Yifeng continued to immerse himself in his reconstructed world like no one else, until he looked up at the open desktop and saw the marked position.

Pointing to the imaginary bloody heart, he said: "Then, the criminals put the dead man on the table and used it as an operating table, no, an dissecting table, and took out his heart from the dead man."