slip through the net [criminal investigation]

The situation has become too much, as long as his family is safe, he doesn't care much about other things. Now the Su Group has fallen to the point where it can only act on Ma Qiong's face, and it is almost impossible to turn around. "

Ying Cheng muttered: "This can explain why "X" wanted to attack Su Chengyuan. "

—in order to force him to make way for Ma Joon.

"By the way, how did you hang up this Sun Gang?"

"After I startled people, it was difficult to install informants from the outside or go undercover, so I tried to instigate an informant from inside them, which was a bartender inside.

He told me that Unicorn has a senior membership system, which requires members to introduce themselves as a guarantee to join, and the annual membership fee alone is nearly one million.

He is not very clear about the specifics, because the level is too high, he is not qualified to serve internally.

But he made it clear that this Sun Gang was the guide of those senior members, and the drugs suspected by the two informants in front of me were likely to flow out of his hands.I arranged for him to investigate, and it turned out..."

"Missing again?"

Ye Qingzhou snorted, and his brows and eyes suddenly turned cold: "It's not missing, it's dead. And...he died right in front of my eyes."

"what?"

"They sent a car to kill someone right in front of my eyes. The driver was a drunk driver. He got out of the car on the spot and turned himself in to me. At that time, Ma Qiong's car was parked on the side of the road, and he deliberately came to tell me how this happened. It's scary.

Do you think she is ruthless?Now I feel that Zheng Yuanfeng's tricks are not enough in front of her. Fortunately, we caught him in, otherwise his body would be collected sooner or later. "

Ye Qingzhou didn't have a police uniform at all, since he was stalking, he must be more concealed, so how did the driver recognize him as a policeman and ran to him to surrender?

The meaning of killing chickens and monkeys is too strong.Ying Cheng thought for a while, then asked, "What about the driver?"

"The driver had advanced cancer. He was admitted to the hospital within a few days because his condition worsened, and died a month later. We stared at his family members to find some evidence, but Ma Qiong ostentatiously sent money to his family, saying that it was a car accident and that it was because of the accident. , Poor orphans and widows will have a difficult life in the future, and one sentence almost made me feel angry."

"This killing and killing heart is really beautiful."

"So I can only stare at Sun Gang, but I guess Sun Gang is also shocked by me. He is now two points and one line. He goes to Unicorn after work and goes home after work. I have been watching until now, and there is no problem at all." No."

"Haven't you ever considered that people are trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain?"

"Think about it, but what if you think about it, I don't even have a starting point other than him. Our people are all familiar, not to mention that we don't have any connections, and we can't afford the millions of annual membership fees." , I can’t even insert an undercover agent.”

Ying Cheng leaned over and looked out through the binoculars, and saw that the sun was shining brightly outside, and the man was sitting behind the transparent glass, wiping his sweat while making a phone call to arrange work, so he laughed: "I recommend you to change the plan, The sun is so hot that you don’t draw the curtains and you’re sweating, it’s clear that you are afraid that you won’t be able to monitor him.”

"Then what's the opinion of Captain Ying?"

He squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are too tired to keep an eye on like this. Let's take a rest, let's retreat the battle line?"

Ye Qingzhou glanced at him, smiled without saying a word, tacit understanding.

——On the same day, Ye Qingzhou led the anti-drug detachment to withdraw all follow-up work. Ying Cheng was still detained as a coolie in the anti-drug department. If he could not follow up, he was arrested and sorted out. This disk, he watched it every day and every night, and his head throbbed from watching it.

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In the blink of an eye, Ying Cheng went around the criminal investigation in a daze, hiding in drug control for a month.

Ye Qingzhou's scientific pig raising strategy is still going on, and he has no intention of closing the net for the time being. His work has made his pain worse, to the point where he can't walk normally, but he still enjoys it every day. Seeing that he is calm and happy, Ye Qingzhou did not force him to change No matter what he thought, he just bought him a silver-inlaid pine eagle-head walking stick with his own money. It should have looked old-fashioned, but his legs were so stiff that he couldn't bend them, so he could only lean on them obediently.

——Actually, he has been sloppy during this time, with disheveled hair and stubbled beard, wearing a pair of big sunglasses and leaning on a black cane, which actually shows such an old British beauty.

But of course, it is impossible for Xie Lin to see him leaning on crutches, otherwise this kid would pack him up and bring him back to criminal investigation on the spot to continue offering incense.

Jiang Huan's trauma gradually healed, and his mental condition also improved, so the visiting time was changed to once every two days.

He spends very little time awake, and most of the time he lies in bed sleeping unconsciously.

Occasionally wake up, open eyes is hell, the fire is lingering, screaming can't stop, only Yingcheng's presence can make it better.

But Yingcheng only had a fixed visit time of one hour each time, and many times when he came, he could only look at his pale side face in his sleep by his bedside.

Later, Ying Cheng had no choice but to give him a photo of his police officer's ID. From then on, when he fell asleep, he put the photo in the jacket pocket of the hospital gown, close to his heart, and when he woke up, he held the photo and stared at it. .

In the photo, Ying Cheng's eyes are serious, the corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, and he is carrying two bars and three flowers on his shoulders in exchange for his life and blood. He is wearing a police cap on his head, and the police badge in the middle is shining brightly.

The photo is so small, but it does not prevent him from absorbing the boundless courage to go forward through the photo.

He looked at the photos and kept saying-"Should be presented" and "Should be submitted", and then he kept banging his head on the wall-"Boom", "Boom" and "Boom".

His head was blank, he couldn't remember anything, and he didn't know anything. He hit it again and again like a broken machine, smashing his head and bleeding, and he told himself again——no, no, it can't be like this .Then he started again and again, chanting "should be presented" and "should be submitted".

Sometimes Ying Cheng is just outside the window, watching him sometimes going crazy and sometimes sober, sober when he remembers him, and crazy when he doesn't remember him.

Later, his waking time gradually became longer, and he began to sit on the bed and press his hands on his breast pocket, sealing the photo inside, and just sat there motionless.

There was a war between heaven and man in his head, one voice reminded him "If you miss him, just take a look", another voice said "Don't look at it", and there is still a voice from time to time, still repeating the tragic image of hell that day , He restrained, endured, and slowly weaned off Yingcheng like a drug addict.

After more than a month, he was miraculously no longer mad and self-harmed. He began to work and rest like a normal person, looking at the scenery outside the glass window through the confinement ward, and waiting for the person who came to check in on time every other day. should submit.

Even, he offered to be discharged from the hospital.

Ying Cheng helped him contact the doctor, and the doctor readily agreed to discharge him from the hospital, but turned around before leaving and said to him——

Jiang Huan's current recovery is nothing more than an appearance. It is impossible to recover from any PTSD without finding out the root cause. However, for more than a month, he has kept silent about the accident or event that caused such harm. It was his own efforts with astonishing willpower. He separated the reality and the illusion, so as to maintain his sanity, but when he will relapse again, no one can say for sure.

He responded to the submission: "There are many ways to treat PTSD, and the most effective one is companionship. If there is any medicine that can make him heal, then only you."

Ying Cheng nodded hastily, and while the doctor was being discharged from the hospital, he limped on a cane to buy the old-fashioned sweet milk that Jiang still liked to drink, then put the bag of milk into his clothes and wrapped it tightly, and then Go back to the hospital and get discharged.

When he arrived at the ward, Jiang had already changed into the hospital gown he had been wearing for more than a month, and was sitting beside the bed quietly waiting for him.

Ying Cheng said I was coming to pick you up, but Jiang Huan raised his head and asked, "Ying Cheng, I am a lunatic, a time bomb that will explode at some point. I even almost killed you. Why don't you give up?" I?"

He stuffed the milk warmed by his body temperature into his hand, and said, "Because I am special, very, very concerned about you."

Jiang also saw that the midsummer sunlight was cut by the window into a carpet on the ground, and Ying Cheng was standing in that bright little frame, shining softly.

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Preview of the next case:

——Ye Qingzhou returns home——

——The characters left behind in the first case return——

——Surprise Character Appears——

——Reveal of the identity of the inner ghost——

——Jiang Huan revealed his identity——

I tried my best to write the knife bluntly...

According to the current code word speed, it can be updated at least after a year, and the radio drama is coming soon;

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--at last--

I wish you all a happy new year in advance, and thank you all for accompanying me through this lovely winter——

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Just wait for me to hibernate for a while, and I will come back in spring——

68. Sudden

Jiang had been in the hospital for so long that he had lost track of the time and hadn't noticed that the day he was discharged from the hospital happened to be June [-]th.

——After a lapse of one year