The person said, I am not helping you.

So who are you helping?What was he to gain by saying this to himself?Lang Kun didn't dare to think about it, because he knew himself well enough, he knew deeply and had a vague feeling that if he continued to follow the rhythm of this mysterious man, he might not only fail to solve the Camellia case, but also have to pay himself for it.

Lang Kun didn't reply to the mysterious man again, he put down his cell phone, thinking about the medical case mentioned in the email - although the mysterious man is unreliable, it doesn't mean his opinion is not worth discussing.

There is only one recent hot medical case.

In fact, this matter has been going on for quite a long time, but it has always been a trivial matter, and the hospital did not do anything wrong to take advantage of it, so few people paid attention to it. It was not until recently that things seemed to have some reversal. Some media noticed the situation and began to follow up the report. The public opinion was uncharacteristically biased towards the protagonist of the medical case - the son of the deceased.

It was a middle-aged man who had achieved nothing, addicted to gambling, and secretly took his father's life-saving money to Macau. Naturally, he lost all the money and almost never came back.The hospital saw that the old man was in a special situation, so the director came forward and temporarily covered the corresponding expenses for the operation and subsequent rehabilitation for the old man, but unfortunately, the old man failed to survive in the end—it was not because the doctors were not skilled enough, nor because the hospital equipment was not good enough , but was pissed to death by this son!

People say to raise a son to guard against old age, but such a son was not born to guard against old age, but to collect debts from his previous life!

The old man was almost speechless when he was dying, and occasionally he was sober, always thinking that he owed the dean and the medical staff who took good care of him day and night. Pay it back.

At that time, the deeds of selfless dedication of all the medical staff in this tertiary hospital were published in the newspaper, but the page was only as big as a block of tofu, and it was difficult to attract people's attention. However, the report of the middle-aged man holding a banner and sitting in the hospital all day long has captured the public's attention. Attracted attention, coupled with unscrupulous online media, Lao Lai’s son who killed his father became a filial son and grandson, while those medical staff who really gave love were detained for "disregarding the wishes of the patient's family and intentionally concealing it." The high-risk surgical method will eventually kill the old man on the operating table." The dirty shit pot.

You must know that the old man passed away after lying in the intensive care unit for a week. How could he die on the operating table?

But nowadays, most of the netizens love the unscrupulousness of Xinxin Hospital. In addition, the "strong evidence" that the deceased's son found out from nowhere, once it was exposed, immediately pushed the hospital to the forefront of public opinion.

The middle-aged man sat in meditation or made noise every day in the hospital, which affected other patients. The hospital invited him to rest in the conference room, which was interpreted as a guilty conscience and lynched the family members of the deceased.

After a few weeks, the hospital was overwhelmed, and the dean of the sage doctor almost turned gray overnight.

Knowing the whole thing at that time, Lang Kun couldn't help but sneer, anyone with a discerning eye can see what the purpose of this middle-aged man is, isn't it just that he doesn't have a lot of money and wants to blackmail a sum of money to continue gambling?But those unscrupulous media don't know what to eat, and they can turn black into white, making a mess of the social atmosphere, and the smog and stink are unspeakable.

The middle-aged man quickly got the first sum of money from the hospital by relying on the "powerful evidence" of unknown origin in his hand, but he squandered it quickly, and then he went to the hospital again. The machine is ready!

Such a person is in line with what all the deceased before the Camellia murder case had in common, that is, no matter how unlucky they were, they suddenly had great luck, and the most important point is that the middle-aged man's father suffered from heart disease. His inference was somewhat consistent, Lang Kun thought for a while, and decided to try his luck on this person.

After making up his mind, Lang Kun took a rest and got up early the next morning. He did not report back to his unit, but had a brief WeChat meeting with Cai Xinle and Dai Lin, and asked them to continue to follow up on the imitation camellia case. For the homicide case, I made all the preparations and began to monitor the middle-aged man 24 hours a day.

Lang Kun didn't tell the two people about the speculation of the mysterious person on the Internet. After all, it wasn't news with a clear source, and he didn't want to involve innocent people.

It is not easy to monitor middle-aged people. Fortunately, Lang Kun has done a lot of research in advance and has mastered the work and rest of middle-aged people.

The life of a middle-aged man can be said to be very simple. He lost his mother in his early years, and felt free after his father died of anger. He slept until the sun was up every day. The eating guy wandered to the hospital lobby to "work". Even if he couldn't get any money that day, he could at least get a good-tasting lunch in the hospital. Yoyo went to the chess and card room near home, and played mahjong until midnight before going home to sleep.

It's like this every day, and it's not boring...

Lang Kun asked his friend to borrow a car. In the past two days, except for going to the toilet, he hardly took his eyes off the middle-aged man. When the middle-aged man came home in the evening, he parked the car downstairs and spent the night in the car.

This summer was extremely hot, after squatting like this for two days, Lang Kun felt that he was about to stink, but luckily Dai Lin showed up in time, giving him time to go home, take a shower and change his clothes before returning to continue fighting.

Because he wanted to monitor for him, Dai Lin knew what Lang Kun was going to do.

"I said you boy, where did this news come from? Is it reliable?" Looking at Lang Kun who was devouring the hamburger in the car, Dai Lin asked.

"Whether it's reliable or not, you'll know after you follow." Lang Kun said vaguely.

"Where did the news come from? Can't you tell Brother Lin?" Dai Lin was really worried about this kid, but he had no other thoughts.

Lang Kun paused, stuffed the last bite of the hamburger into his mouth, and said, "Brother Lin, it's not that I can't tell you, but my informant is a ruthless character, and I don't want to hurt you and Sister Xin..."

When it comes to informants, Dai Lin doesn't ask any more questions. He has had his own regular informants after he has been a police officer for so many years, and he knows the rules in this regard. Asking too much is not good for anyone.

He patted Lang Kun on the shoulder, opened the car door and was about to leave. Before he left, he did not forget to tell him: "Don't force yourself, call me if you have anything to do, and be careful yourself."

"Hey Brother Lin, there's no problem!" Lang Kun waved his hand and spoke to Dai Linxue Cantonese.

After Dai Lin left, Lang Kun nestled in the driver's seat again, waiting for the middle-aged man to repeat his routine of the previous day again.

The space in the car is small and stuffy, and it would consume too much energy if the air conditioner is turned on all day long. Lang Kun opened the car window hoping to cool down with natural wind, but God did not want to fulfill his wish. Instead of a cool wind blowing, there were dark clouds The sky was blocked out, and there were faint thunder and lightning in the clouds.

According to Lang Kun's experience of being born and raised in this city, it seems that there is going to be a heavy rain this day, and the weather will not be cooler after the rain, but will be more sultry.

It's really annoying!

Wiping the sweat off his head, Lang Kun rolled up the car window, and the big raindrops fell down amidst the hurrying pedestrians on the road.

The rain was unexpectedly heavy, and the raindrops hit the glass window, as if it was about to smash the glass window.

The street soon became deserted, and even many shops along the road were closed. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that even though the wipers were working all the time, it was difficult for Luculent to see the gate of the community across the road.

On such a day, that gambler probably won't go out again!

Lang Kun thought so, but he didn't dare to look away, and he still stared at the gate of the community without blinking.

In the evening, the rain gradually decreased, but it still didn't mean to stop.

The hellish weather made the sky dim, and when the scorching sun was supposed to give full play to the last light and heat of the day, it was already as dark as seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Langkun took advantage of the rain and opened the car door to get some air. At this moment, he glimpsed a familiar figure.

The man was tall and straight, wearing clean trousers and a shirt, and walking in the rain with a black umbrella. Even though it was windy and rainy outside, it seemed to have no effect on him. It is no exaggeration to say that those wind and rain were completely avoid him!

Doctor Huo?What is he doing here?

Lang Kun resisted the urge to get out of the car, and the words of the mysterious man popped out of his mind instantly - pay attention to the people around you.

Is it...

A bad premonition arose in his heart, and Lang Kun told himself not to think about it, but he couldn't control it. All kinds of small fragments of what he said and did in the past communication hit him at this moment, what was reasonable and unreasonable, like It was a man-eating monster clamoring to devour Lang Kun.

These days, Lang Kun has doubted all the people around him, but Dr. Huo is the only one.

Sometimes it takes a long time to build trust in a person, but it only takes a moment to destroy trust.

Although it is absurd, Lang Kun still decided to find out. If Dr. Huo really just happened to be here, he would find an opportunity to explain this matter to Dr. Huo, but if Dr. Huo is really a murderer , Then I'm sorry, even if there is an emotional component in it, he will definitely not be merciful, and he will definitely bring the murderer to justice with his own hands.

After making up his mind, Lang Kun opened the car door and rushed into the rain curtain.

Lang Kun was very familiar with the middle-aged man's residence, and soon he came downstairs to the man's house. Because of the sudden rain, the anti-theft door was not closed, so Lang Kun quietly entered the corridor and went up to the floor where the man's house was.

This house is much better than Wang Linlin's rented husband's house. The corridors are very spacious, and there are many households on one floor, making it difficult to find out that someone is following you in the first place.

Lang Kun quietly came to the door of the man's house, but found that the door was not closed.

He quietly looked in through the crack of the door, the sight made his pupils shrink, and he almost closed his eyes in pain.

It was really Dr. Huo, standing in front of the middle-aged man, the umbrella was still dripping, and the tip of the umbrella was pointing at the man's heart.

"Today is your death day, tell me, will you do it yourself, or will I do it?" Lang Kun heard Huo Xing's voice was cold, even outside the door, he was shivering from the cold.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about." The middle-aged man said.

"I don't know? That's why I want to do it." Huo Xing moved the tip of the umbrella forward a few points, and the man's face suddenly changed.

Lang Kun could see clearly that the wretched middle-aged man's expression became terrified, but a little unwilling, which was exactly the same as the expressions of the previous deceased.

There was a thump in his heart, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

At this time, Huo Xing suddenly turned his head and cast a cold glance in the direction of the door.

Lang Kun was startled again, and quickly backed away, hiding in the blind spot of Huo Xing's sight.

Huo Xing withdrew his gaze and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, or at a ball of jumping blue flames in front of him—that was the magic breath, and the ball of magic breath was just about to move, trying to find an opportunity to slip away.

"Don't even think about running away. I gave you a chance. At this point, it's impossible."

The middle-aged man was silent, and then he suddenly knelt down in front of Huo Xing with a "plop", begging for mercy: "Lord Wolf, Lord Wolf, please let me go, I will never dare again, please !"

Huo Xing snorted coldly and lifted the man up.

Lang Kun looked outside the door and almost gasped. He tried his best to cover his mouth so as not to make a sound, and lifted a grown man up with one hand. How human is he! ! !

He couldn't believe what he saw, and what happened next was even more unreal.

Dr. Huo threw away the umbrella and stuck his hand into the middle-aged man's chest!

Without using tools, without cutting open the chest, his hand was like the sharpest scalpel, piercing into the man's chest, pinching his heart, violently pulling it out, and then crushing it mercilessly.

!!!

Lang Kun suddenly felt that he had been greatly shocked, this familiar scene!

The murderer turned out to be Dr. Huo! ?

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