A scumbag will die a hundred times

Qi Ze put away the phone, sorted out his things, turned around and left the hospital.

He sighed, straightened his things a little, turned around and walked out of the hospital.

He already knew what kind of accident he was about to encounter, but Qi Ze was still not in a hurry, with a steady pace, walking out at his own speed.

He walked through the side door of the hospital, which faced east. It was early morning at this time. When he walked to the door, the sun shone lazily in. It wasn't the heat at noon, nor the glaring afterglow of the setting sun. The light in the morning was very bright. , but very mildly.

He walked out step by step like this, a long shadow stretched behind him.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...

Three, two, one.

Qi Ze's ear pinna moved slightly, and he turned sideways extremely quickly to dodge!

A heavy object hit the ground heavily on his right hand, making a dull "bang".

He turned his head, glanced at the bright red blood that quickly spread to the soles of his shoes and the fresh red debris on his trouser legs, squatted down and stretched out his hands to his neck to check out some people with blurred faces but wearing hospital gowns.

Confirmed death.

The fourth murder was completed meticulously according to the previous track.

Qi Ze took out a pack of tissues from his coat, took out one to cover the face of the deceased, and took out another, to wipe his trousers with a blank expression.

Can't wipe clean.

He got up, opened the recent contacts in the call list, and called back.

The waiting bell rang for less than three seconds, and the other side picked it up.

"Doctor Qi?" Yan Dong's doubtful voice came.

"Officer Yan," Qi Ze looked indifferently at the corpse at his feet, "Someone fell from the hospital again."

Fifteen minutes later, Yan Dong brought a few people to the hospital and found Qi Ze.

His complexion is so ugly that no one else would look good on him. Not to mention that several recent vicious cases have occurred in his jurisdiction, he is also the organizer of this series of vicious cases!

God knows that when he was about to go back to rest early in the morning, he almost threw his phone out when he heard Qi Ze's words "someone fell from the building".

If it weren't for his strong professionalism and strong psychological quality, he really wanted to just shut down the phone and be out of sight and out of mind.

"What's going on here?" He walked straight to the dead man's side and asked with an ugly face.

"As you can see," Qi Ze replied calmly, "someone fell from the building."

Yan Dong took a closer look at the corpse, but didn't see anything special. He waved his hand and asked people from the forensic department to come up to collect the physical evidence at the scene, and walked aside by himself, "Doctor Qi, do you know this person?"

Qi Ze leaned against the guardrail of the hospital's side entrance, and replied indifferently: "I don't know you." He tilted his head and raised his chin, and pointed in the direction of the corpse, "The face is like that, and what I know has changed into not knowing."

Perhaps some scenes at the scene touched some of Yan Dong's memories, he didn't look over there, turned around and leaned against the guardrail with Qi Ze, looked outside the hospital, "Can you tell me about the scene at that time in detail?"

Qi Ze nodded, "I worked overtime yesterday, so I called you this morning."

Yan Dong nodded slightly.

Qi Ze: "After making the phone call, I was going home to rest. As soon as I walked out of the gate, I felt something was wrong, so I hid to the side." He chuckled, "If I didn't hide, I'm afraid you can only see My dead body."

Yan Dong's face changed drastically.

When he received a call from Qi Ze earlier, he only knew that another life had occurred in the Second City Hospital, and it was the same accident of falling from a building. His worst thought was that he was killed by others just like the deceased and his sister. However, Qi Ze was implicated inconceivably.

He turned around and walked away in a hurry. Xiao Sheng ran in and ran out of the hospital just now, "Captain Yan, I found it. It's a patient on the 13th floor. It's called Lu Jun on the door plate. It's a double ward, but he's the only one in the room right now." One person is using it." He glanced at the captain's expression quietly, and said, "There is no trace of shoving and fighting in the room. From the current point of view, it is likely to be suicide."

Yan Dong had a cold face, as long as it was an ordinary suicide.

If he was not a staunch materialist, he might have suspected that Qi Ze ordered to commit Tai Sui and provoke the kid.

"Where's the person in charge of the hospital? Haven't come yet?"

Xiaosheng shook his head: "Not yet, we're on the way, and it's going to be the rush hour soon, and it's probably starting to get trafficked, so we should be there soon."

Dean Chen has lost several kilograms all of a sudden in the past few days, and his red-faced face has lost weight visibly to the naked eye. I also know how angry he is because of the recent incidents of poisoning and Xiao Xia's death in the hospital.

Fortunately, he still doesn't know about Qi Ze being ambushed by Zhang Daben. Strictly speaking, it has something to do with the hospital. It's a classic case of doctor-patient relationship. Lose another two pounds.

He hurried to the hospital and saw the cordon drawn by the police from a distance. After revealing his identity, he walked over and greeted with a wry smile: "Captain Yan, I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Looking at the slightly panting dean in front of him, Yan Dong didn't talk nonsense, and directly led the person to the side door. When Dean Chen saw the people on the ground, his expression changed immediately.

When he was in the car, he knew that something happened to the hospital again, but Zong Hai had a glimmer of hope in his heart. Now, the bloody man on the ground in the hospital uniform of the Second City Hospital broke his illusion. , He really wanted to die quietly.

Yan Dong looked at Dean Chen, whose face changed drastically, and said: "The identity of the deceased has been verified. He is indeed a patient in your hospital. Suicide or homicide is pending. Can the dean take us to see the hospital's surveillance? We still need this patient details."

Dean Chen replied with a pale face, looked around, and weakly asked Qi Ze to take them to get things.

He had to take it easy, how could such an old man have to suffer such a crime?

"Thank you." Yan Dong thanked her, and followed Qi Ze directly into the hospital.

Dean Chen said hello, and it was Qi Ze who brought the police in to get the information. Everyone was very generous, and after a while, a few copies of the patient's medical record were printed out and sent to everyone in the monitoring room.

The staff is still adjusting the monitoring time. Yan Dong first looked at the case in hand. The patient Lu Jun was admitted to the hospital with a gastric ulcer. It has been half a month since then. There was no abnormality before, and he is recuperating in the hospital after the operation.

Judging from the medical records, Lu Jun's disease only underwent a few routine operations, and there were no major problems. Although the disease did not recover well, it was not a very bad disease.The previous treatment process may have been painful, but it was clearly within the tolerance of the patient.

I asked the person who sent the information. Lu Jun’s family is not considered wealthy, but an ordinary well-off family. However, he has a loving wife who visits him every day and sometimes accompany him at night. Both his parents are still alive, but his health does not allow him. Visit the hospital often.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a suicidal person.

He really had no reason to commit suicide.