slip through the net [criminal investigation]

As soon as he turned the steering wheel, he turned his head and rushed to the west of the city to save people.

It happened to be late, the two interns went to work on the first day, and it was best not to work overtime if they could. They might as well wait until the next day, send the two to the station first, and arrange for Gu Yuzhe to contact the sub-bureau to notify the assisted investigation After sending it first, he himself accepted the application and sent the person home.

"I said, what's the deal with your stomach troubles? Go for a gastroscopy after this case is over?"

Ying Cheng was moaning and whimpering in pain, his shirt was soaked through, and he was as white as a ball of freshly fermented dough, but he still insisted: "I Ying Cheng, even if it hurts to death, I won't go for a gastroscopy!"

Lying on a cold hospital bed, I was forced to drink medicine that numbs my throat. It was as bad as drinking a bottle of foul-smelling glass balls. Then the thin and long probe brought a camera from the depths of the mouth to the stomach. , I have to put a towel next to my mouth to catch my own drool.

gastroscopy?

Or let him die of pain.

Xie Lin carried him with his straps, finally moved him into the elevator, and shook his head angrily: "Either see a doctor, or shut up."

However, Captain Ying was quiet for less than two seconds, and started yelling again, so he quickly took out the key from his suit trousers pocket and opened the door: "Stop howling, we're here."

Captain Ying’s father, Ying Aihua, was an official in the city next door, and his mother, Su Yuelan, was teaching and writing books on the sideline of Langong University. She made a lot of money, so she bought a big house for her only son, and then moved to the city. The next door went to live a happy life with his father without shame or anger, and they didn't notice at all that when they gave birth to their son, they didn't give him any cleaning skill points.

From the entrance to the living room, there is a pile of cardboard boxes, and there is almost no place to stay. The kitchen next to it is covered with a thick layer of dust. It is conservatively estimated that the stove has not been turned on since the renovation was completed. Looking at all kinds of autumn quilts and winter quilts from the sofa pile to the coffee table, plus the down jacket that has not been washed after a winter, you can guess how miserable the other rooms are.

It can be seen from this that Ying's range of activities in his own home is obviously limited to the short distance from the gate to the sofa.

As for the toilet?

Xie Lin didn't even dare to think about it. With this kind of living conditions, there are no smelly bugs. It is all due to Captain Ying's good habit of not closing the windows. The draft blows all year round, making it dry and ventilated.

As soon as Ying Cheng entered the door, he kicked off his shiny new leather shoes, then scrambled and threw himself on the sofa, dug a hole to bury himself, and raised his hand weakly: "Help..."

Xie Lin was dumbfounded by this smooth operation.

"Your mother will kill you sooner or later." If he remembers correctly, when Ying's mother bought this apartment for him, she clearly used it as his future wedding room. Is the house turned into a dump?

"She's busy living with my dad, so she's not free."

"Honestly, you're sick to death."

"The medicine is in the refrigerator..."

"Why should the medicine be kept in the refrigerator?"

"Put the food with the food."

What he said was so straightforward that Xie Lin couldn't find a word to refute for a while, so he could only resign himself to his fate and walked over a lot of obstacles to the refrigerator, only to find that there was still beer in the refrigerator, but I guess he doesn't drink too much, because looking carefully, several bottles have expired. After looking carefully, he found a few scattered stomach medicines and painkillers in the corner. I don't know when the expiration date is. After thinking about it , I still gave him both medicines.

"When was this medicine?"

"Don't worry about it, as long as you don't die from eating it."

Xie Lin clicked his tongue: "You really should consider finding a girlfriend."

Ying Cheng took two pills, closed his eyes in a daze, and was so painful that he didn't want to talk, but he was thinking in his heart, just running between the city bureau and home every day, looking for a girlfriend?

Think beautifully.Unless a snail girl falls from the sky.

Xie Lin sighed: "You count me as unlucky at the stall, you go to bed first, I'll cook some porridge for you."

After speaking, he helped take out the expired beer in the refrigerator, took it downstairs and threw it away, and bought some rice and vegetables from the supermarket downstairs. Dare to go, after thinking about it, I cleaned the kitchen for him, stewed the porridge with the rice cooker that hadn’t been used for many years, and then stuffed all the vegetables into the refrigerator, but couldn’t find a place to sit. He didn't dare to move the messy things around, so he could only lean against the wall and watch the pot of porridge gurgling quietly.

The aroma of rice soon overflowed, and Xie Lin was also a little hungry. He glanced at Ying Cheng who was still frowning in his sleep, and ordered a takeaway for himself. Just after paying, a phone popped up. He reacted better than the ringtone. Faster, picked it up immediately, and said in a low voice: "Xu Fan?"

"Well, I'm at his house...it's okay, you don't need to come here, I'll be alone, I'm sleeping after taking medicine...well, did the drugs found in He Yang's house come out?

Okay... Got it... He woke up and I told him, you get off work early... Okay, I know, I'll be back later. "

As soon as Xie Lin hung up the phone, someone over there asked, "Is the result out?"

Looking back, it turned out that Ying Cheng had already taken a nap and was nestling in a pile of clothes and quilts on the sofa looking sideways at him, so he nodded and said "hmm", the porridge in the rice cooker overflowed Before stirring the pot in time, the smell of rice permeated the whole room: "The drugs found in He Yang's room are confirmed to be Everbright City. Although there is only a little bit, there is much more to kill Ma Sheng."

Ying Cheng sat up, took off his suit and tie, threw it away, then unbuttoned the first button, and threw himself back on the sofa with a "boom": "I'm hungry."

He suddenly felt angry and funny, so he could only turn off the fire and serve him a bowl of porridge, and then brought him to the side of the sofa without any complaints, facing the shadow reflected on the bowl of hot and white porridge. Eyes wide open, before he could speak, he heard someone shouting "takeaway" outside the door, Xie Lin happily went to get the takeaway, stepping on the rhythm of Yangko.

Although the takeaway guy lowered his head and tied his shoelaces to delay Xie Lin's time to return from closing the door, it could not slow down the speed of the scent of Mala Tang wafting over.

Ying Cheng looked at his porridge, then at his full bowl of Mala Tang, his stomach ached and his teeth ached: "Is it human?"

"I took you all the way back from the west of the city, carried you upstairs, and brought you tea, water, and pills. I bought the rice for porridge on purpose, what else do you want?"

The ungrateful Ying Xiaocheng raised his foot and kicked it: "Go and eat, stay away from me."

Xie Lin could only move the bowl to the other side of the sofa, and cursed: "Next time you die, don't tell me to collect the body outside."

"That won't work, I'm still counting on you to kowtow, burn incense and send paper money to me."

"roll."

There were only the chewing sounds of two big men in the room for a moment. What Xie Lin said was honest and honest. Normally, Ying Cheng's eating is really not that embarrassing, but...

The lethality of Malatang did not decrease due to the increase in distance. Ying Cheng drank two mouthfuls of porridge dryly, but still couldn't hold back. pill, and then as if nothing happened: "By the way, what's the situation with the deceased's father?"

Xie Lin was grinding his teeth while guarding the bowl: "You just don't remember to eat but don't remember to beat. Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

"It won't hurt, just say it."

"Half buried in the ground. And he was guarded by Ma Qiong. He definitely couldn't do it. I don't think he could even get out of bed, and he couldn't control his credit card even if he wanted to hire a murderer. So the biggest suspect is Ma Qiong. Your side Woolen cloth?"

"A Jiang Huanhuan came out, the timing is too good."

"What do you mean?"

"Looks like the one who rushed to deliver it to my door, and also reported to me that He Yang's subordinates were promiscuous. They couldn't make up their minds before and after. Either they knew Feng Xiaoyue was going to kill people, or they were accomplices in this case. I couldn't find out if I asked again. What is it, I simply leave it to Uncle Zhang to look at it first, by the way, how is Gu Zai?"

"It's not hurt. But the tablet is his own and can't be reimbursed, but he usually uses it for public use, so I asked the accountant to buy him a new one, and then it will be charged to our department."

"It's fine, just let him use him as your own. You can help me persuade him a few words. I couldn't hold back today, and even scolded him."

Xie Lin put down his chopsticks: "What's the persuasion? Did you scold him wrong? One or two are like this, how can you treat yourself as an Ultraman body protector? You dare to rush forward without backup. Fortunately, you still have it in your hand today." A tablet, what if you don’t have this?”

Ying Cheng didn't speak, and took the opportunity to steal a piece of tenderloin from his bowl. Xie Lin simply put the rest of the meat in his bowl: "I'm full, so I'm leaving first. You rest first, and come back tomorrow morning to replace my meat." Ban, I'll be on guard in the bureau today. Also, if you get stomach problems again, don't look for me, it hurts to death and you'll be dragged down."

"No, no, I'll go with you."

"Go to hell, just stay here. With your physical fitness, do you still want me to call 120 for you in the middle of the night?"

Ying Cheng chuckled, and heaved a sigh of relief when he thought about his situation as a useless person. The bureau is so busy that it's better not to hold back, so he nodded: "Then be careful on the road, I'll make breakfast for you tomorrow. "

Xie Lin gave a "hmm" and took away his takeaway box. Before leaving, he said, "I bought some food for you and put it in the refrigerator. Your few bottles of beer are under temporary insurance. Remember to finish them before the expiration date. I'll throw away the expired ones for you. Also, remember to wash the dishes later, do you hear me?"

"Come on, you, my mother didn't nag you."

He smiled and helped close the door.

The empty and cluttered living room was suddenly dead silent, and Ying Cheng took a few casual bites.