Case File Compendium

In front of him, it seemed to be that 13-year-old boy again, stubbornly, helplessly, but desperately holding back, looking at him.

On the day when he was about to leave the He family, he seemed to see something precious that did not belong to the patient in the eyes of that young man.

But his heart was too hard, and he was not so sensitive to certain emotions, not to mention that he was still entangled in many things at the time, and he didn't have the heart to carefully distinguish a child's emotions.So he instinctively didn't believe that there were emotions other than doctors and patients in those eyes.

He must go.

He Yu was indeed sacrificed by him, abandoned by him.

It was a child who was cruelly let go by him in the turmoil of the Qin Ciyan incident...

When that child was sucked into the vortex by the countercurrent of illness, he used to look at him so firmly, his eyes were like a small paw handed to a human being, and he trusted human beings, but was deceived by human beings and had his wings broken. A young dragon with a spine and broken claws.It was lying on the rock in a daze, injured, its little wings and little fingers and claws were covered with dried blood, but for the sake of the dragon, it refused to make too much noise.

He Yu is a very self-respecting person, so he tried to restrain himself and said——

"Xie Qingcheng, in the past few years, I have experienced many doctors. They gave me medicine, gave me injections, and looked at me as an independent patient. Only you are different."

"Because only you will regard me as a person who should be integrated into society. You told me that injections and medicine are not the most important thing. To establish contact with others and to build a strong heart is the only thing I can survive. way out."

"Doctor Xie, although I'm not very close to you, but I..."

"..."

"I……"

"I thought you not only saw me as a patient, but you also saw me as a normal person with feelings."

With such high self-esteem, he was finally forced to say such almost childish words.

"I've got plenty of pocket money to—"

can hire you.

I can keep you.

Can you, don't go?

Can you stay.

At that time, Xie Qingcheng thought that maybe all of He Yu's strong reluctance was because of Xie Xue, maybe even He Yu himself thought so.

But it's not.

With his eyes closed, when he recalled all this, he seemed to feel that He Yu refused to take injections and medicines when he was a child, and was carried on his shoulders by him. His hands, from struggling to obedient, just fell quietly and rested on his shoulders.

"Thank you doctor."

"Thank you Qingcheng."

The voice went from childish to hoarse during the voice change period.

Later, it became a sentence that contained sadness, but was forcibly covered by stubbornness and indifference——

"—Xie Qingcheng, you are not sick, but you are more heartless than me."

- you have no heart...

My illness is still not cured, it is still so serious, why did you abandon me...

"Bang!" The ear-piercing gunshots, the splashing blood, the blood dripping on his palm, the boy's almond eyes that were piercingly cold in the dark.

He said, Dr. Xie, the truth is this... You have worked so hard for pretending for so long.

Is this the expression of the abandoned and hurt young dragon facing the human being who tramples its innocence and eagerness under its feet?

The strength and temperature on the shoulders seemed to have disappeared.

Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.

Only the palm, as if still stained with the residual warmth of blood.

"I'm very tired."

Suddenly, a person spoke behind him, the strength on his shoulders returned, and a hand pressed on the same position.

He opened his eyes, at the police station.

The person pressing his shoulder was Zheng Jingfeng.

He was distracted just now, thinking about the past with He Yu in the chaos and busyness.

It was already late at night, and Xie Qingcheng was sitting in the inquiry room. The criminal policeman in front of him had spent more than an hour finishing all the records. He said hello to Zheng Jingfeng, packed up the documents and went out.

Although Xie Qingcheng is not a relative of Zheng Jingfeng, after all, Zheng Jingfeng has a special relationship with his parents, so he avoided it during the investigation, until then he came to the inquiry room.

"Smoke?" Zheng Jingfeng tried to talk to Xie Qingcheng.

"Okay." Xie Qingcheng said wearily.

Zheng Jingfeng handed him a cigarette and sat down opposite him.Xie Qingcheng lit the fire, bit the cigarette filter, and pushed the lighter on the table to him.

Taking a puff, he slowly raised his tired eyes.

Zheng Jingfeng met his eyes.Although he already knew the character of the person in front of him, Zheng Jingfeng was touched by Xie Qingcheng's gaze at that moment.

Too hard, too sharp.

Like a bayonet, like a rock, like his dead father and mother.

Or maybe even more.Because so many things have happened, looking at him at this time, apart from physical exhaustion, there is not much fragile emotion in those eyes.

Zheng Jingfeng's hand that lit his cigarette couldn't help shaking slightly.

"Why don't you speak?"

Xie Qingcheng's voice was slightly hoarse, which made him look like a normal person at least a little bit.

"When you come in, you won't just sit down."

"...Because I don't want to say what should be said. You know it in your heart, but you still have to do it." Zheng Jingfeng sighed, "Also, believe it or not, before I came in, I was always thinking about what to do. Comfort you."

"..."

"But after I came in, I found that it was not necessary." Old Zheng looked at Xie Qing's almost heartless face.

Xie Qingcheng bit the cigarette and dragged it across the ashtray, took the cigarette from between his dry lips, and knocked off the ash.

"It's not necessary."

"But you know what? I look at you now, and something comes to my mind."

"what."

Zheng Jingfeng let out a long sigh: "I think of you when you were young..."

"..."

"The first time I saw you, you were still in elementary school. Your mother caught a cold that day, and you asked to go to the cafeteria to cook for your mother." Zheng Jingfeng's resolute eyes were covered with the softness of memories, "Your mother likes Drinking tomato and egg soup, you were not tall at that time, standing by the side of the soup bucket, you couldn’t reach the big spoon. I saw it, so I walked over to help you... When you looked up and said thank you, I looked into your eyes, No need to introduce, I know you are Zhou Muying and Xie Ping's child."

"..."

"Later, you often came to the office to do your homework. When you were tired, you put on your parents' clothes and slept on the table for a while, waiting for them to get off work. I have seen many children in the unit. You are the one who talks the least and is the most sensible. .”

Zheng Jingfeng also exhaled a smoke ring, tilted his head back, and followed the smoke with his eyes.

"I couldn't help being curious later, and asked your father how this child was taught. He smiled and said to me, no one cares about you, you have such a personality. I think Lao Xie is really showing off, and I am not convinced. I came to ask you, I don’t know if you remember, I asked you why you were so good at that time... You showed me the award certificate of the Sanda competition, and the award just finished that day." The old detective said, "Then you said ..."

Zheng Jingfeng: "You want to be a policeman."

Xie Qingcheng: "I want to be a policeman."

"..."

These words were said at the same time, and both of them fell silent after speaking.

After a while, Zheng Jingfeng said: "Other children at that age are asked about their ideals, and most of them have a vague concept. You are not. I can tell by the light in your eyes that you are serious. It is probably because you have With such a clear plan, you will always live a clearer life than your peers, with clear goals."

Xie Qingcheng finished smoking and lit another.

Zheng Jingfeng: "You smoke less."

"It's okay." Xie Qingcheng said, "You continue."

Zheng Jingfeng sighed: "...But you were calm and calm at that time, you still looked like a normal person. I look at you now, really, I am quite worried about you. An ordinary person can't bear your mentality. Constrained, it will drive people crazy. Xiao Xie, you really don't need to be so tense."

"I didn't feel tense or tired." Xie Qingcheng said, "You don't have to think of some weaknesses for me, I'm very used to my current state. Weakness is something women should do, it has nothing to do with me."

Zheng Jingfeng was so angry that he had a headache, raised his hand and nodded at him: "You really have a problem with patriarchy. You have to change it. Fortunately, the lesbians in our team are not here, otherwise you will be handsome again. You deserve to be rolled your eyes by them, and I still think you deserve it, they do it well. What old ideas do you have!"

Xie Qingcheng didn't care about these things.

He fiddled with the cigarette filter paper: "It's time to end the pleasantries. Team Zheng, let's talk about business."

"Which one is not a serious matter?" Zheng Jingfeng stared at him, "I ask you, is your life a serious matter? Are those messy videos posted by the big radio tower outside a serious matter? You didn't check your phone, and now there is a lot of noise on the Internet, you It’s really good, Xie Qingcheng, then an organization that you provoked specifically found your video for free delivery, do you think it’s a serious matter? And when the archives exploded, you and your little friend were in it, yes , I believe this matter is the same as what you two explained, but can the higher-ups think so? Can the procedure go like that? You still need to be investigated, as does your little friend. Is this a serious matter? Also, you— —”

"How is his injury?" Xie Qingcheng interrupted Team Zheng's chatter.

Old Zheng was stunned for a moment.

This was the first human-like sentence Xie Qing asked since he entered the room.

Xie Qingcheng felt guilty towards He Yu.

He rarely feels guilty about anyone, especially someone who is much younger than him.

To put it bluntly, sometimes when Xie Qingcheng looked at these young people, it didn't look like he was looking at flesh and blood beings.

This is not to say that he didn't treat them as human beings, but that he didn't take their feelings for him too seriously.

The same goes for He Yu.

Although Xie Qingcheng has been with him for so many years, from the age of seven to the age of 14, he was their family's personal doctor, but Xie Qingcheng has never put He Yu at a level where he can have a normal dialogue with himself have been.

He was always teaching He Yu what to do, and he never wanted to get anything from He Yu except unilateral advice.

And he didn't think he could get anything from a teenager.

This was the first time Xie Qingcheng noticed that He Yu had grown up.There are emotions and personal wishes that he cannot ignore.

Xie Qingcheng recalled He Yu's cold eyes when he was about to leave, and looked at the warm blood on his body that was drying up, and for the first time, he clearly felt emotionally touched by He Yu other than being a patient.

He asked again: "Captain Zheng, how is he doing?"

"That little friend of yours took the wrong medicine." Zheng Jingfeng shook his head, "It's not a relationship, not a reason, I will accompany you into the archives."

"And you, how can you let him make trouble with you. Do such dangerous things with you. "

"..." Xie Qingcheng lowered his eyelashes.

He was really confused at the time, his whole body was torn apart by 19 years of pain, and his consciousness was fragmented. When he went to the archives with He Yu, he only thought that the organization that killed his parents might have an answer today, and he didn’t even have consciousness. In fact, this behavior has been too risky.

It wasn't until the moment Lu Yuzhu took out the gun that he suddenly became sober.

Unfortunately it's too late.

"You should be thankful that Lu Yuzhu doesn't know how to use a gun, otherwise both of you should die inside. Even if you don't die, how can you face his parents if he dies?"

Having said this, Zheng Jingfeng scratched his head, terribly annoyed: "Speaking of which, he is still He Jiwei's son, you are so fucking good, you dare to use He Jiwei's son. His parents call our superiors I went and asked what was going on, but fortunately it was only hit on the arm and did not hurt the bones. Otherwise, I will see you—I will see you—”

He punched Xie Qingcheng several times with his fingers.

"I'll see how you end up!"

"..." Xie Qingcheng closed his eyes.

He Jiwei actually called him a few times, but he didn't think about what to say, so he didn't answer.

Later He Jiwei sent him a message, and he said, "Why did He Yu do this kind of thing with you?"

This is also unknown to Xie Qingcheng.

Perhaps it was because He Yu really valued his philosophy in the past, seven years of companionship made He Yu feel that the relationship between them might not be just as weak as a doctor-patient relationship.

but now--

after those videos.

What the original answer was is no longer important.

When He Yu was about to leave, his eyes were very cold, as cold as when they first met, even colder than when they first met, as if looking at a liar.

Thinking about it carefully, He Yu had never shown such an expression before, even if he hated him more than he said.

He had never shown that look to anyone before.

Even when he was ill, he was bloodthirsty, violent, and cruel, but all his venting was directed at himself, and he chose internal friction for all injuries.

Xie Qingcheng was the first person he gouged out with that terrifying look.

"Oh, it's okay, now your little friend has no major problems, so don't think too much about it." Zheng Jingfeng misunderstood Xie Qingcheng's silence, folded his hands on the desk, and softened his tone slightly, "He's just like you , The procedures that should be followed must be followed, and the investigations that should be accepted must be investigated. For his parents, we will explain clearly first, and it is up to you whether you should come to apologize later. "

"...Mmm." Xie Qingcheng was upset and finished his second cigarette.

He's going to get the third one.

The cigarette case was held down by Zheng Jingfeng.

"Do you want your lungs? Smoke, smoke, you smoke like this, huh? Didn't you hate other people's smoking the most when you were young, what happened to you now."

Xie Qingcheng: "I'm annoying."

"You can't smoke like this."

"..."

"I fucking know you're terribly annoying today, and I'm also annoyed with a headache. My grandson has a fever of 39 degrees and is in the hospital. I don't have time to call back." Zheng Jingfeng tapped the table with his fingers, "Hold it! Wait until I finish talking to you!"

Xie Qingcheng sighed: "...OK, you say."

"I listened to the monitor when you dictated just now, and I believed everything you said. But let me tell you..." Zheng Jingfeng's eyes flickered when he spoke up to this point, and the stiff tone just now was relaxed for some reason. Crushed, "You can't get your hopes up."

"According to my guess, Lu Yuzhu's death was planned long ago. She is the person left by their organization to 'plead guilty'. For this reason, they have left some evidence and clues, which can make the murders tonight The direct murderer of the case is all pushed to her, and the three evidences are complete, which meets the conditions for closing the case."

"Today's incident is too big. You know that the bigger the incident, the more it needs to be explained as soon as possible. The people working below are not fools. They do know that there are big loopholes in many details, but some people above can't stand it." If there is too much pressure and the chain of evidence is complete, they may not investigate carefully, and even eagerly hope to end it immediately."

Xie Qingcheng couldn't smoke, so he was just playing with the lighter, making a rattling noise.

"And it has an umbrella on it, doesn't it?"

The blade-like gaze lifted up.

"Although I don't know which one it is or how big it is, but since they dare to do this, they have this umbrella."

Zheng Jingfeng: "...Don't ask me, I fucking know shit."

"I really shouldn't ask you." Xie Qingcheng leaned back in the chair.

This is the police station, what can Zheng Jingfeng say?What's more, if he really knew which umbrella it was, why would he just sit here like this?

"Actually, the purpose of their operation tonight is also very clear." Zheng Jingfeng said, "First, to clean up the traces of the archives."

"Second, the big trouble is because they saw someone like Zhang Yong who might defect to the police because of his weak personality and low stickiness to their organization. Tonight's radio and television tower death game, they are killing chickens to make an example of monkeys. For the 'Zhang Yongs'. Let them know that even if there is police tracking and protection, they can kill people under the nose of the police. They are deterring all partners and subordinates."

"Third, they want to put an end to Chengkang's affairs, throw out the dead man Lu Yuzhu, and maybe throw out other scapegoats later, they are taking advantage of the fact that some of us want to minimize the impact and close the case quickly Psychologically, put the whole thing to an end. Even if the police want to pursue it later, it is only their own actions, and they are weak. ... I do not rule out the possibility that there is indeed a big ghost inside."

After Zheng Jingfeng said this, he turned his attention to Xie Qingcheng again.

"But what I can't figure out is the last thing."

Xie Qingcheng already knew which one he was referring to, but he still asked, "What."

"Why did they put those videos of you at the end."

"..."

The video was played probably because the other party already knew through some means that he and He Yu were the ones interfering with Lu Yuzhu. This can be guessed by stealing part of the school's surveillance system.

The other party used this method to make He Yu no longer be used by Xie Qingcheng, which showed one point——

The organization already knew that He Yu had a mental illness.

And he already knew that Xie Qingcheng was his personal doctor.

Little is known about this matter, Zheng Jingfeng didn't know it, and even Xie Xue didn't know it. Xie Qingcheng had worked for the He family for so many years, and all he said to the outside world was related to He Jiwei's pharmaceutical company project.

Xie Qingcheng once thought in this direction, and for a moment he even doubted He Jiwei, but this idea is really a bit absurd.He Jiwei is He Yu's father, and he has helped Xie Qingcheng a lot. He would not do such a thing.

Later, Xie Qingcheng also realized that the fact that He Yu was mentally ill was not an iron-clad secret. There were so many servants in the He family who more or less knew about it. Target a certain group of people.What's more, the other party also has hackers who enter and exit major information websites like no one's land.

"I'm asking you something, Xiao Xie." Zheng Jingfeng scratched his hair impatiently when he saw that he was lost in thought again.

"I don't know." Xie Qingcheng still didn't tell Zheng Jingfeng about He Yu's illness, "Maybe it was detected that I blocked Lu Yuzhu and wanted to teach me a lesson."

Zheng Jingfeng raised his eyelids and stared at him in disbelief.

Xie Qingcheng looked back at Lao Zheng without blinking.

Finally Zheng Jingfeng sighed: "Very good. Then their goal has been achieved."

He pushed his mobile phone to Xie Qingcheng: "You can see for yourself."

The Internet has exploded. One reason is that Xie Qingcheng's remarks are indeed a bit mean and inappropriate, which touched the pain points of many people, and also brought Professor Qin Ciyan along.

The second reason is that such a criminal organization deliberately played an old video related to Xie Qingcheng after throwing the handkerchief to kill the game. There is no hit rate of [-], and the other organization will never put Xie Qing on because he thinks he is handsome.Everyone would not know that the purpose of this video was to alienate the hacker He Yu who was by Xie Qingcheng's side at the time, so they all speculated whether Xie Qingcheng would have any connection with the mastermind of this terrorist case.

There were different opinions for a while, Xie Qingcheng, as an ordinary resigned doctor and now a professor of Shanghai Medical Sciences, went straight to the trending searches.

"Does it look good?" Zheng Jingfeng was helpless, and at the same time hated Xie Qingcheng for not listening to his persuasion. Their emotions were complicatedly entangled, and in the end there was even a bit of ridicule from the elders.

At this time, his apprentice was calling him outside. Zheng Jingfeng stood up, patted Xie Qingcheng on the shoulder, and sighed: "It's not bad, celebrities are not as handsome as you. But it's a pity that your mouth is so negative. Your It was time to take some spirit-loss medicine, I don't even believe you can say such a thing. What's the matter with you?"

"...Nothing happened."

"What's nothing wrong? Is that you? How can I fucking not understand you? If you don't explain clearly as soon as possible, what will happen to you? Now the public opinion has already-"

"Do you think you know me well, Captain Zheng?" Xie Qingcheng looked at him, "Those are all from my heart."

"As far as I'm concerned, I've known you and your parents for more than 40 years, how can I not know you..."

But meeting Xie Qingcheng's eyes, Zheng Jingfeng's tone finally softened again: "...Forget it. If you don't want to say it, let it go! I won't force you, anyway, no one can do what you want to do with blood. Stop it, I've convinced you, okay?"

"..."

"You have a good rest. After rest, go and see your little friend."

It can be seen that Zheng Jingfeng chose to say this sentence to him last: "I don't know why, he has been having a high fever, but the wound was treated in time, and there is no infection."

Xie Qingcheng raised his head and clenched his fingers imperceptibly.

——The inexplicable high fever was one of the symptoms of He Yu's mental Ebola attack.Then he...

"But I don't know if he wants to see you. He seems to be in a bad mood, and he doesn't say much except for the necessary answers." Zheng Jingfeng sighed, "...the other person has already gone to the hospital, and you will contact him later. Let's see."