slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Breaking the silence, he coughed a few more times and asked in confusion, "Doctor?"

Xie Lin finally sat down on the bench beside the bed, and said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Ma, I am a policeman, a criminal policeman."

He paused for a moment, because his heart rate was suddenly too fast, causing a machine beside the bed to start alarming rapidly. He arched his upper body like a shrimp: "What's wrong?"

Xie Lin confirmed that the value on the machine is not a big problem, and then said gently: "My dad is about your age, can I call you Uncle Sheng? Uncle Ma, take care of your body, don't be too sad, sorry."

"Who... Who's wrong? Xiao Sheng? Or Xiao Qiong?"

He took a deep breath: "It's Ma Sheng."

"Xiao Qiong!" He clenched his fists and beat the quilt hard. His eyes were about to split, his cloudy eyeballs protruded, and a mouthful of blood rushed up from his lungs, blocking his breathing, causing his face to turn red. Xie Lin As soon as he turned his head and was about to shout, Qin Yile's reaction was quick, and he rushed out like an arrow from the string.

Ma Kang turned over hard, leaned his upper body on the bedside, vomited a big mouthful of blood, and then shouted the second half of the sentence - "What should you do!"

Lu Weiwei thought of Ma Qiong who said desperately, "I'm really the only one left in the future", and felt unbearable, so she could only step forward to give him a pat on the back, and then called "Uncle Ma", her throat was dry: "Uncle Ma , the dead cannot be brought back to life, so please mourn.”

When Qin Yile dragged the doctor over, Ma Kang had already fallen heavily back into the bed, as if lying peacefully in a grave, and raised his hands with difficulty: "Let's go, let's go, leave me alone, let the police officer question you .”

The doctor gave Xie Lin a very embarrassed look: "This... old man, I won't delay your business, at least let me see it before asking?"

"Don't look. You say you are a doctor, but you are actually setting up a place. Do you think I don't know? Even if I am dying, what else can you do except stand by and watch? You go and leave me alone."

"This..." The doctor's cold sweat broke out immediately, he looked at him and then at Xie Lin with his hands tied, in a dilemma.

Xie Lin had no choice but to stand up and nodded to him: "It's okay, I'll call you again if there's anything wrong, don't worry, we'll just ask about the basics."

The doctor hesitated, looked and looked, finally nodded, closed the door and went out.

However, Xie Lin keenly noticed that when he closed the door, he took out his mobile phone, obviously preparing to make a call, it seems...he must hurry up.

"Uncle Ma, people are gone, but justice is always up for grabs. I still have some questions to ask. Can you bear it? Do you need a break?"

His pupils were dilated, and he just lay on the hospital bed, looking at the snow-white ceiling without even focusing on it. Old muddy tears dripped from the corners of his eyes onto the pillow. He was silent for a long, long time, and Xie Lin didn't bother to urge him.

Finally, he pursed his lips and asked tremblingly, "People...why is there nothing? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. He was given sleeping pills, and he just fell asleep as soon as he fell asleep."

He finally raised his dead branch-like hand, covered his cheek, turned his head sideways and began to cry softly.

There was a moment of silence in the ward, only Lu Weiwei dryly repeated "sorry".

Most of Ma Kang's tears in the second half of his life were evaporated by the pain of illness, and the remaining little stock could not support him to cry for a long time. He soon fell into the coffin-like hospital bed again, like a skeleton decayed in advance, He murmured, "Ask."

"How is Ma Sheng usually, has he had any enemies with anyone?"

He shook his head: "It was me who committed the crime, it was me. Retribution is not enough on me, and Xiao Sheng must also be dragged into the water, Xiao Qiong... what should my Xiao Qiong do in the future!"

As he said that, he suddenly laughed again, smiling, and tears dripped down his face in the blink of an eye: "Forget it, I won't live long. I feel relieved when we leave together, father and son. It's better than him staying in this world alone." It's good to be bullied, I don't worry, let's go together, let's go together..."

"Who will he be bullied by?"

Ma Kang said indiscriminately again: "It was I who harmed him, it was me. Xiao Sheng is so obedient. He never caused trouble since he was a child, and he is quieter than a girl like Xiao Qiong. He doesn't study well, but at school, he will always He is the most popular one. I asked him to get in touch with the sons of my business partners more, and he got along well. No one had ever lost his temper with him.

When I went to Japan, I made videos with him every day, and I never heard that he had a conflict with any classmate, never.It's me, it's me, it's all my retribution. "

He suddenly grabbed Xie Lin's hand, and all kinds of catheters burst his veins, which became more prominent under the excessive force: "It's me, it's me. I started from nothing, and I was ruthless in order to make money decades ago." , the money I earn is dirty, I have committed too much crime, one person is not enough, and I have to bring in another Xiaosheng to pay back, this is God wanting me to be the last!"

Xie Lin didn't dare to move his hand, so he had to let him hold it tightly, patted the back of his hand lightly, and continued to ask in as gentle a tone as possible: "What about Ma Qiong, I heard that their sister and brother have a good relationship?"

"Xiao Qiong, like her mother, is strong. She didn't kiss me very much since she was a child, and I was too busy making money to ignore her, but luckily her mother left Xiao Sheng for her.

After her mother left, it was she and Xiao Sheng, how should I put it, depended on each other for life.I know that I am not expected to be a father. As a father, I am just a money-making machine. I don’t stay at home for ten days and a half months. I think it’s okay to spend some money to hire a nanny for the children, and don’t marry them a troublesome little mother. It's due diligence, who knows...

Now that I'm dying, I realize that I can't even remember what they looked like when they were young.

Xiao Sheng is a good boy, he shouldn't, how could he die?

I have no chance, I have no chance, besides leaving some money for Xiao Qiong, what else can I do, how can I be worthy of their dead mother! "

"We already have a suspect, and we are looking for it. We will definitely find out. Don't worry, Uncle Ma, do you know a person named Feng Xiaoyue? She also has a nickname, Linda."

The eyes of the withered old man finally burst out with resentment, and he raised his upper body with difficulty: "Is it her? Was she the one who killed my Xiaosheng?"

The current evidence, coupled with Jiang Huan's unsubstantiated testimony of this witness, basically can kill Feng Xiaoyue as the real culprit. The only thing that can't be explained is the motive.

Xie Lin then took out a photo. The girl in the photo was not very beautiful, and there were even vicissitudes in her eyebrows and eyes, but under the heavy makeup, she still showed a bit of amorous feelings, and people could see the smell of dust at a glance.

——It was Feng Xiaoyue, who was about the same age as Ma Qiong.

One is wearing a well-maintained brand name, with shiny diamonds attached to his nails, while the other has struggled for more than ten years before carrying a full village of hopes to "get ahead". plunged into another, deeper and heavier hell.

The word fate is obviously written in the same way, but the way it is written is always very different.

Ma Kang stared at the photo, carefully looked at it again and again, almost wanted to burn two holes in the photo, but just shook his head: "I don't know her."

Xie Lin took back the photo again: "You all...why did Ma Sheng come back so late?"

"I don't want him to know. I had to send him away to hide my illness from him."

"Then Ma Joan has been taking care of you all these years?"

He nodded, and then paused before saying, "The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, if you can hide it from one of them."

Xie Lin wanted to ask again, but the door had already been pushed open, and Ma Qiong rushed in and yelled loudly: "What are you doing? Can the police do whatever they want? My father is a patient, so why don't you ask me for permission?" ? It was my own brother who died, we are the victims, why are you holding us tight?"

He endured the scolding silently, until Ma Kang coughed and blushed, and called "Xiao Qiong", he stood up thoughtfully and politely, and nodded to him: "Uncle Ma, you are tired too, I know you are not in good health Alright, I'll trouble you for your cooperation, we can't do anything about it, you have a good rest, and we'll be leaving first."

Ma Kang coughed violently again, and said with difficulty: "Police officer."

Xie Lin looked back, and saw that the old man who used to fight in the shopping mall was now full of catheters, locked in a small hospital bed less than two square meters, burst into tears, looked at him deeply, and finally emphasized once again—— —

"He's a good boy. It's me, it's me."

He just nodded without responding, turned around and led the two interns out of the oppressive but resplendent sanatorium.

11. Xingyue

Xie Lin made a phone call and found out the current residence of the retired nanny of the Ma family. He planned to ask the nanny while the iron was hot. When he turned his head to explain something, he saw the two interns in the back seat of the car with serious expressions, and couldn't help it. He smiled and asked, "Why, after asking the victim's family, what do you think?"

Lu Weiwei shook her head, still feeling uncomfortable.This uncomfortable feeling is completely different from asking Ma Qiong before, when the object was at least a healthy adult.

But this time... she was a terminally ill patient who was only one step away from death. She felt as if she was indifferently watching an execution that was comparable to Ling Chi. What is the difference between her and the real knife holder?

However, the "knife man" was very calm, and said while driving: "This is the police. If you want to do this, you have to get used to it."

"Sorrow and change, people can't be resurrected after death, things have already happened... What kind of bad words are these? Are they words of persuasion?

How can you say such a thing in front of the victim's family?

What's the difference between this and stabbing someone with a knife?

I'm not a victim, let alone a victim