Guilty: Murder of his lover

The night is like a dark pupil, deeply absorbing everything on the earth.The hospital in the middle of the night was filled with deathly silence, and only occasionally could I hear the gentle footsteps of the nurse on duty.

The lights were not turned on in the ward, and Ke Ziming sat in front of the bed, not feeling sleepy.With the faint light outside the window, I used my eyes to trace the face of the sleeping person on the hospital bed.

As soon as he came out of the police station, he rushed back to the hospital to let his mother go home to rest, while he stayed by Minglang's side.

In the darkness, the bright face became paler.Although he was in a deep sleep, he didn't seem to be sleeping soundly. His brows were kept together, his head was slightly tilted to Ke Ziming, and his dripping hands were tightly clutching the sheets.

Ke Ziming looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but hold the almost skinny hand.The hand was very cold, and it felt light and weightless in it.

The file bag given by Bin Muchuan contained several photos of the motorcycle that Minglang had a car accident two years ago.

Bin Muchuan said that when he found the wreckage of the motorcycle, he found that the brakes of the motorcycle had been tampered with.Galloping on a winding and winding mountain road like Xishan, slamming on the brakes will definitely cause problems.But what is strange is that the brake marks where the two people had an accident seemed to have been erased. To be precise, they were covered up by other marks, or there were no such marks.

Bin Muchuan said that if someone wants to cause an accident that kills both Minglang and Chen Ye, the brake problem will be solved, but in reality no one has this motive.But if it's just about killing one of them, someone has that motive.

who?Ke Ziming asked him.

Bin Muchuan said, clear.

Ke Ziming's eyes widened, officer, you are talking nonsense.

Bin Muchuan took the file bag in his hand and added another name, or Chen Ye.

How can it be!

How is it impossible?Minglang and Chen are also a couple, but Chen is about to get married, or because one of them is unwilling to break up peacefully, the other party will kill him.

You mean that Minglang didn't want to break up with Chen Ye, so he tampered with the brakes?

I'm just guessing it's possible.

Impossible, Minglang loved his boyfriend so much, how could he kill him?Besides, Chen is a professional racing driver, and he will definitely check the condition of the car before riding. Does he not know about the brake problem?

What if the hands and feet were moved in the middle?For example, when stopping to take a rest, taking advantage of the car owner's inattention to destroy the brakes?The owner of the car will definitely not go to check the car again, and this situation is not impossible.

Officer Binmo!you……

Okay, doctor, don't get excited.These are just my personal guesses. There is currently no evidence to prove that Minglang tampered with the brakes. After all, he also fell off the cliff!

No matter how good-tempered Ke Ziming is, he can't stand Bin Muchuan's speculation. After all, he is the person he likes. If he is guessed like this after being rescued, can he feel comfortable?

Ke Ziming held back his anger and asked him, then why did you go to the hospital to find him?Is it simply to visit patients?

of course not.But doctor, if he really messed with the brakes, then he really killed someone.Bin Muchuan's eyes flashed with the unique brilliance of a criminal policeman, and although his words were calm, they were beyond doubt.

Ke Ziming frowned, didn't you say there is no evidence?

Bin Muchuan said lightly, if he really killed someone, the evidence will appear sooner or later.Of course, other truths cannot be ruled out.Well, I have already told you what you want to know, doctor, you must be very busy, go back soon.

Do you still want to investigate this case?Before leaving the office, Ke Ziming asked a question.

And the criminal policeman who has been handling the case for many years just smiled faintly, he couldn't understand the meaning in his eyes.

"What should I do?" Ke Ziming put his bright hand on his cheek and muttered to himself.

Bin Muchuan's meaning couldn't be more obvious, he must investigate further.Although there is currently no evidence that Minglang tampered with the brakes, his confident appearance made Ke Ziming feel the crisis.

What if Minglang really killed Chen Ye... He shook his head in disbelief.

……

The day Minglang was discharged from the hospital was a particularly sunny day, he did not return to his original home, nor did he return to the house where he and Chen Ye lived.The reason for not going back is that his parents are still angry and don’t know that he committed suicide; the second is that Chen Yao will definitely wait for him to go back at the door of his and Chen Ye’s house; of course, the most important point is that Ke Ziming is not at all Give him the chance to move around.

The moment he left the hospital gate, he was dragged by Ke Ziming and stuffed into the car, and then drove the car all the way to the downstairs of Ke Ziming's house.When Mama Ke came out to pick up the two of them, her eyes were shining, and even her eyebrows were crooked.

"Your mobile phone must be turned on 24 hours a day, and you must be accompanied by me or my mother wherever you go. If you can't be reached, I will come out to find you whether I am in the operating room or not."

Ke Ziming took advantage of Ke's mother to go to the kitchen to serve dishes, smiled and stared at Minglang and said viciously.

"Don't make fun of other people's lives." Minglang clenched his fists under the dining table, his body was slightly stiff due to tension.

"Then you promise me not to make fun of your own life." Ke Ziming looked at him without blinking.

"I..." When Minglang didn't know how to refute, Mother Ke came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fried green bamboo shoots.

She looked at Ming Lang with a loving face and smiled: "No matter what Ah Ming says, don't listen to it, just listen to me, and leave him alone. Come and eat vegetables! These are made for you, Ah Ming doesn't like to eat this !"

After speaking, he picked up a lot of stir-fried pork liver for Minglang, and a lot of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Minglang smiled gratefully at her, and slowly ate the dishes in the bowl.After Chen Ye left, no one cooked for himself, except the doctor and the doctor's mother.

Hearing what his mother said, Ke Ziming grinned and said, "Mom, are you too biased? When did I say I don't like scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

Ke's mother gave him a blank look: "Then do you still want a daughter-in-law?"

Hearing this, Ke Ziming hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, yes! Mom is right, so right!"

Minglang's hands holding the pig's liver trembled, and the pig's liver fell into the bowl.He was a little embarrassed, just about to pick up the pork liver again, Ke Ziming, who was sitting opposite him, quickly picked up the pork liver and handed it to his mouth, looking at him with a smile.

Ke's mother raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her mouth were filled with an unconcealable smile.

Minglang had no choice but to open his mouth to eat that piece of pork liver.

The meal was clear and somewhat uncomfortable, but the Ke family mother and son were in high spirits.

Ke Ziming brought Minglang into the room next door to his own, and said to him, "You are temporarily staying in this room. I still have two operations to do today, and I will be back later. You are not allowed to go anywhere. If you are bored, go to my room." Reading in the study, or watching TV with my mother, in short, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

He paused, and then added: "The rest will wait for you to fully recover."

Minglang hesitated for a while, but gave up struggling and nodded in agreement.

Together with Ke's mother, Ke Ziming sent Ke Ziming to the door. Ke Ziming pinched the bright and thin cheeks, and said to his mother with a smile: "Mom, I will leave it to you!"

Old Mingming blushed, and quickly avoided Ke Ziming's gaze.

Ke's mother smiled and said: "Don't worry, don't look at your mother's old bones, I will definitely raise you well!"

After she finished speaking, she proudly patted the back of Ming Lang's hand.

Driving away from the house, Ke Ziming did not return to the hospital.He has already applied to the leader to transfer all the annual leave to these few days. He must intervene in clear matters.

Driving slowly along the Xishan Panshan Highway, Ke Ziming observed carefully all the way.

There was no surveillance on this road, so to prove that Minglang hadn't tampered with the brakes, he could only rely on witnesses.However, how could someone happen to pass by on such a deserted winding mountain road?And so much time has passed.

Ke Ziming sighed and slowed down the speed of the car even more.When he approached the accident site that year, he saw a black Santara parked there from afar.

Who parked the car there?A bad premonition rose in Ke Ziming's heart.

Stepping on the accelerator, he pulled the car aside and looked at the black Santara.

Brush it.

There was a noise in the thatch beside him, and Ke Ziming was startled, and subconsciously clenched the scalpel in his pocket.

A man drilled out of the thatch was a man he knew, Bin Muchuan.

"Hey, it's a doctor, what a coincidence." Bin Muchuan pulled the thatch on his coat and looked at him meaningfully.

"What a coincidence...Officer Bin Mou, why are you here?" Ke Ziming tried to relax and asked.

Bin Muchuan blinked: "I'm a policeman, of course I'm here to investigate cases. But doctor, you are not in the hospital, what are you doing in this wilderness? You can't go for a ride in this kind of place, right?"

Ke Ziming nodded seriously: "I am indeed here for a ride."

Bin Muchuan didn't believe what he said at all, took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and glanced at him: "Smoking?"

After seeing Ke Ziming shaking his head, he took out a cigarette, lit the fire, took a deep breath and said, "Doctor, I know what you want to do, but I advise you that it is best for laymen not to intervene."

Ke Ziming raised his eyebrows: "I know I'm a layman, but I shouldn't interfere with your work, the police officer, right? You check yours, I'll check mine."

Bin Muchuan waved his hand: "You should also know that with Chen Ye's technology, the probability of an accident that day is not high. So, I can only check on him."

Ke Ziming remained silent, but the words of the owner of the car dealership seemed to ring in his ears again.

"I also know what you are here for." Bin Muchuan took a puff of cigarette and continued, "You want to find witnesses, let me tell you the truth, my colleagues and I have been wandering on this road a lot in the past two years , who we didn't find, how likely do you think you will find it?"

Ke Ziming frowned: "Since I can't find you, why are you still here?"