Netherworld Investigator

The father and son found a clean and comfortable restaurant in the nearby Xiaochun Xincheng Shopping Center. They sat down and each held a cookbook.

After ordering, Qiao Xin wasn't as noisy as other kids. He took out an eighth-order Rubik's Cube from his pocket and started playing with it on his own.

At this time, a young woman walked in with a computer bag and a windy foot.

I saw that she chose a corner seat and sat down, separated from Qiao's father and son by a pot of green plants.

This woman was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and although her plain face was not refined enough, her expression was agile, like a character who walked out of a hot-blooded comic in a hurry.

Xia Yinglan?Didn't expect to see her here.

Qiao Kejun lowered his eyes and silently took a sip of water.

I'm really not a lolicon, I just became a lolicon somehow. ——Wen Baifan

The little girl in the wheelchair was forced to the wall step by step, and there was a crisp sound of "boom", even Wen Baifan was an off-line boy who was not surprised at all, he couldn't help but be a little bit dumbfounded at this moment.

The little girl raised her face and asked him in a childish voice, "Brother, why are you walking around?"

Wen Baifan just wandered around the corridor on the 21st floor of the inpatient area twice, and was actually spotted by this sharp-eyed little girl.

"Uncle is... sick and needs to see a doctor, and he's waiting in line." Wen Baifan looked up at the neurology sign on his head, with a helpless expression on his face.

Who made the 21st floor only have pediatric and neurosurgery consulting rooms, no matter how shameless he is, he can't call himself a child patient, so he can only pretend that he is a neuropathy.

"My name is Xiaomei, brother, how about you?" The little girl introduced herself generously.

"You want to call me Shushu." Wen Baifan squatted down, and followed the instruction: "Little friend, you can't casually disclose your personal information to strangers, it's very dangerous."

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I tell you my name." Xiaomei sighed and explained to Wen Baifan patiently, "I am no stranger to you now, so you can tell me my name .”

Wen Baifan was suddenly taken aback by this tough logic, he thought for a while, and thought that Xiaomei's words were not unreasonable, so he readily exchanged names with her.

Xiaomei nodded in satisfaction, and the old god said in a down-to-earth way: "The key to better communication with people is the equal information between each other. This is a well-known truth. So, before we become good friends, let's take turns to ask and answer, If either side cannot answer, the right to ask questions in the next round must be handed over to the other side."

Wen Baifan scratched his head in a daze, who could tell him how this inexplicable and funny scene happened?

Today, I obviously came to visit Dr. Rongguang's suicide case unannounced. The atmosphere of the plot is going to a tense and serious stage, but a little girl who looks less than ten years old suddenly appears, not only blocking him on the road, but also being blocked by her. Bang bang to instill the theory of picking up a conversation in your mind?

Although what she said is quite convincing, but it is too strange, so good, why would he squat in the corridor and play games with the little girl, there are obviously many important things to do in life .

"Okay, who will start first?" Wen Baifan was eager to try.

"You." Xiaomei cleared her throat, "Listen well, the hospital only accepts patients, guess an idiom."

Wen Baifan was a little puzzled: "Didn't you just tell me to start first?"

"Yes, but you have used up the first question." Xiaomei said seriously.

"???" Wen Baifan was puzzled.

"You asked 'who will start first', and I answered 'you'." Xiaomei smiled happily. "Now it's your turn to guess the riddles. The hospital only accepts patients."

Wen Baifan thought for a while, and quickly came up with the answer: "Don't come here without any problems."

"You're awesome." Xiaomei admired, and said, "It's your turn to ask questions."

"Here, every day, including now, there are so many people walking around." Wen Baifan turned his neck and looked around, touching his nose, "Why do you only block me?"

Xiaomei tilted her head to look at him, giggling: "Because you are handsome, and you are the type Xiaomei likes."

"Pfft." This little girl is really interesting.

"Okay, it's my turn again." Xiaomei rolled her eyes and whispered, "Please describe the first girl you liked since you were young."

Wen Baifan had long forgotten everything about his childhood, so he had no choice but to make it up. He didn't even know why such a picture appeared in his mind: "That girl's name is... let's call her Xiaoyun, she is taller than me." A little, has a pair of beautiful big eyes, short hair, and wheat-colored skin. She smiles very beautifully, but unfortunately she doesn't like to laugh very much, and she doesn't talk much."

"Wow, you like this type of thing.".

"Then what kind of boy does Xiaomei like?"

Xiaomei raised her hand to cover her face, and shouted softly, "Like you."

"Pfft." This little girl is really interesting!

"Okay, I'll continue to ask you." Xiaomei cleared her throat.

"Please speak." Wen Baifan was full of confidence.

"Listen, there used to be three people, Ice Cube Face, Little Cute and Xiao Mei, who walked 70 meters, 68 meters, and 62 meters per minute respectively. On Saturday, Ice Cube Face and Little Cutie went to the playground from the milk tea shop, Xiao Mei Going from the amusement park to the milk tea shop, the three of them set off at the same time, Bingcuianlian met Xiaomei, and after another 2 minutes, Xiaocutie and Xiaomei met. Question: What is the distance from the playground to the milk tea shop?"

Wen Baifan froze in place, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Xiao Mei still didn't want to stimulate him enough: "Haven't you figured it out yet? My friend is the ice face in the question. He can get the result within 1 minute."

"Xiaomei, why did you come here by yourself?" A young lady hurried over from the other end of the corridor, "Mom just talked to Dr. Lu, didn't she tell you to stay at the door obediently?"

The little girl stuck out her tongue playfully.

Wen Baifan heaved a sigh of relief, and finally he didn't have to do the problems. He looked gratefully at Xiaomei's mother, as if looking at the Virgin Mary.

"I'm sorry, she has caused you trouble. This child broke her leg and is recuperating in the hospital. Usually, there is no one to play with her, so some people come crazy, please don't mind." The young mother apologized with a smile.

Before leaving, the little girl waved to him, Wen Baifan bent down, and Xiaomei whispered in his ear: "Although you are bad at arithmetic, but because of your good looks, Xiaomei still likes you very much."

She took out a small paper boat, arched it with her fingers, stood it up, and gently placed it in Wen Baifan's palm, "Here, another handsome uncle taught me how to fold it. He said it was a gift. A gift from someone you like, here you go."

Wen Baifan touched his nose and couldn't hold back his joy: "Thank you Xiaomei."

"Brother Qiao, you're here!" Lu Kai poked his head out from the pediatric consultation room, and pointed to the little carrot heads behind him, "Wait a minute, I'll be done soon."

Qiao Kejun is also a person who has been here, and he can tell how much water is in his "wait a moment" and "immediately" after a short look.

"I'll go buy something to drink first." Qiao Kejun greeted him and walked to the vending machine at the other end of the corridor.

A can of coffee "Gulu" rolled out of the delivery port.Qiao Kejun bent down to pick it up, lifted the ring, took a sip and held it in his hand.

He strolled to the window, and the familiar scenery outside the window rushed into his sight. Although he was cold-hearted, he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional when he revisited the old place.

Even the little intern doctor who followed behind him bluffing back then is now starting to take care of himself.

Lu Kai is a cheerful young man, but even so, when he was assigned to Qiao Kejun, he was still mistreated terribly, and even had to go to the third floor for psychological counseling.

A psychologist who specializes in providing stress relief for doctors joked that nine out of ten newcomers who walked into his consulting room were tortured and cried by Dr. Qiao.If the group of intern doctors were compared to children, then Qiao Kejun's name was a terrifying existence comparable to the big bad wolf.

I still remember that in a certain year, the Propaganda Department of Shengci Hospital wrote a publication for the celebration of the hospital. They once wanted to make a special report for "The Dr. Qiao who is beyond God".Under the negative cooperation of Qiao Kejun, they had no choice but to find Lu Kai, who was still an intern at the time, for a side interview.

"Brother Qiao doesn't swear, but once you make a mistake, he will look at you as if he were looking at a corpse." Doctor Xiao Lu turned a routine interview that should have been full of praise and flattery into a complaint meeting.He wished he could grab the journal reporter's hand and cry loudly, "Indifference, humiliation, mental violence, before I have the strength to become an excellent doctor of the gods, Brother Qiao completely cut off my chance to become an excellent doctor of the gods." idea."

Lu Kai also secretly nicknamed Qiao Kejun Dr. Z.

ZforZombie, the meaning of vampire, specifically describes the ruthlessness of this person.

However, seven years ago, when Qiao Kejun was sent away from the hospital in a hurry, Lu Kai was the only one who saw Qiao Kejun off in public among all the wise and gloating faces, and even shed a few tears behind his back .

Thinking of the past, Qiao Kejun smiled slightly, and glanced at Lu Kai in the consulting room from a distance.This guy has a bad temper and is inexplicably very popular with children. Now it is quite appropriate to become a pediatrician.

Qiao Kejun threw the empty coffee can into the trash can, and was thinking of going to the rooftop to smoke a cigarette. As soon as he took a step, he heard someone behind him call Dr. Qiao in a strange way.

Qiao Kejun had no choice but to stop, and looked back from the reflection of the window, a trace of impatience flashed across his face.

"Hey, it's really you, what a surprise." As if deliberately making people feel irritated, the man dragged out every syllable when he spoke, with contempt and sarcasm ready to come out in his tone, "Long time no see, last time It has been six years since I saw you on the 21st floor, oh no, it was seven years ago."

Qiao Kejun turned around and said three words lightly, "Xue Mingyuan?"

The carelessness contained in this rising ending made Xue Mingyuan feel inexplicably annoyed, as if he was such an insignificant person, and even his name was not worthy of being deeply remembered by Qiao Kejun.

But in the parking lot just now, he recognized Qiao Kejun at a glance.After all, in the past many years, he has been forced to look up at this person's back.

I still remember that at that time, Xue Mingyuan was about to be promoted to the deputy director of the neurosurgery department, but unexpectedly, he was given the first place by this boring gourd.Although it was a special talent personally promoted by Dean Shen, Xue Mingyuan couldn't let go of it when he thought that he, who was a little older and more experienced, had to swallow his humiliation and submit to others.

These years of smooth sailing not only did not make him more self-cultivated, but instead catalyzed Xue Mingyuan's inner jealousy and narrowness.I thought that when we met again, I, who had already become a famous doctor, could finally overwhelm him, but I didn't expect Qiao Kejun to still look like he didn't take himself seriously.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still so proud, Dr. Qiao." Xue Mingyuan took a breath, and made a pretentious Oops, "Oh, look at my brain, I almost forgot, you have been revoked to practice medicine, and you are no longer a doctor It's over."

The fact that Qiao Kejun was revoked to practice medicine was not disclosed from the beginning to the end. Even Lu Kai knew nothing about the inside story. He only thought that Qiao Kejun was arrogant and could not bear the shame of being exiled, so he resolutely resigned.

Xue Mingyuan has become a half-public figure in recent years. He pays more and more attention to his personal image, and often wears leather shoes with inner heightening in a flattering way when he goes out.But even so, he is still a full head shorter than Qiao Kejun.This led to the fact that when Xue Mingyuan tried to stare at the other party with self-confident and noble eyes, what he saw was a funny picture of the eyeballs being pulled upwards forcefully, and those bright three white eyes made people feel very anxious for him.

Qiao Kejun glanced at him expressionlessly, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, he just called Xue Mingyuan's name, why this person could perform a thousand-fold inner drama in front of him.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from the other end of the corridor, dispelling the unilateral tension in this secluded corner.

"Doctor Xue, so you are here. Mr. Fu invites you to go to his ward."

"Okay, I'll come right away." Xue Mingyuan turned around immediately, and smiled at the tall young man in a neat suit, "Secretary Zhou is here."

He didn't turn his head to look at Qiao Kejun again. After taking two steps, Xue Mingyuan came back to his senses and felt a thin layer of cold sweat seeping from his back.Just now Xue Mingyuan seemed to be in the limelight, but in his subconscious, the deep-rooted fear finally got the upper hand.

After being disturbed by Xue Mingyuan, Qiao Kejun also lost the interest in smoking.He casually looked around in the corridor, and inadvertently turned his gaze to the hospital bulletin board on the wall beside him.

Dean Shen's photo was posted in the most conspicuous place.

Shen Siyuan didn't seem to have changed much after he left, and there was no gray hair on his temples. From the tightness of his skin and muscles, it can be seen that he is nearly [-] years old. I don't know if it is because the photos have been edited too perfectly. , thanks to the ever-changing medical aesthetics technology.

Looking at the familiar face, Qiao Kejun's plain eyes suddenly became complicated.

This is his former Bole, who was once the person he respected the most in his career as a doctor.

The complicated and broken pictures about the past quickly overlapped before his eyes.

On the cumbersome electronic screen, there is a thalamus clearly visible. Numerous blue neuron symbols are scattered on it like stars.The manuscript paper filled with messy formulas, like falling snowflakes, instantly covered the laboratory of less than [-] square meters.

In the ward, with the sound of the vase falling, white calla lilies were scattered all over the floor, and the smell of the flowers mixed with the smell of medical disinfectant filled the room.Micro-injection pumps, rubber gloves with tense fingers, tears of terror, blood flowing in plastic hoses, the sound of breaking doors, figures falling straight from tall buildings...

Qiao Kejun closed his eyes and opened them again, his heartbeat suddenly became extremely heavy.

After waving goodbye to Xiaomei, Wen Baifan carefully folded the paper boat and put it in his pocket, and strolled around a corner of the wall, only to see one black and one white, one tall and one short figure walking towards him.

The corridor at that section was not spacious, Wen Baifan politely turned to the side, and took a look at it calmly.

A doctor in a white coat and a man in a black suit passed by Wen Baifan, and they stepped into the special elevator leading to the special inpatient department on the 22nd floor.

This elevator needs to be activated by swiping a special magnetic card, which not only eliminates the possibility of unrelated people mixing into the special inpatient department, but also shows that the probability of insiders committing crimes is very high—assuming that the case itself exists.

The white coat looked familiar, he recalled it, it seemed that he had seen him on some TV show yesterday when he was having lunch with his aunt's family.Compared with the unattractive doctor, the young man in the black suit taught people to pay more attention. He was tall and straight, with handsome features, and he couldn't help but look twice when he was walking on the road.

But compared to his looks, Wen Baifan cared more about the faint, vaguely familiar smell on that person.

It is said that there is such a theory that because of the unique structure of the olfactory nerve, it is easier to activate the routes of processing emotions and memory functions in the brain, so the degree of integrity preserved in memory is higher.Coupled with the fact that the sense of smell is naturally more developed than others, Wen Baifan always pays special attention to the information hidden in the smell.

He turned his head, and his eyes just met those of the black suit, until the elevator door slowly closed.

Wen Baifan leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, a face wrapped in mist wandered away in his mind like a loach.

When he opened his eyes again, a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Officer Wen, what a coincidence." The corners of Qiao Kejun's mouth curled up slightly, and a playful flash of light flashed in his eyes.