never forget [criminal investigation]

The "hotness" of this time is as pure as Cinderella's crystal palace, opening its doors to mortals without hesitation.Everything inside has been taken care of in an orderly manner, dormant cleanly.Waiting for the moment when the clock strikes midnight, the magic of desire will light them up again.

Xing Yue went home first, changed out of his police uniform, put on a pair of sunglasses and a baseball cap, and went out to take a taxi.

The car was parked on the opposite side of the "hot" road, and Xing Yue sat in it and watched for a while, until the taxi driver urged him impatiently again, and then he got out of the car.

As soon as the door was closed, the taxi couldn't wait to run away.

Xing Yue was not in a hurry to go in, but stood under the shade of a tree and lit a cigarette.

Within a few minutes, a car drove up slowly and just stopped in front of him.

It was still the black car without a license plate.It was also like a ghost in broad daylight, the co-pilot's door soundlessly wedged open a crack.

Xing Yue threw away the cigarette, opened the car door and got in.

The car drove all the way out, and after running for more than ten minutes, He Xionghui in the driver's seat glanced sideways and snorted disdainfully, "You look like a celebrity, why don't you wear a mask?"

"Are you in control?" Xing Yue took off his baseball cap and brushed his short hair, "Where are you going?"

"Of course, go to a place where no one is around." He Xionghui's speed gradually increased, "What, are you scared?"

Xing Yue snorted, "It's useless to talk less. Let me ask you, I contacted you before, why didn't you reply?"

He Xionghui also sneered, "I fucking work for you? Are you still on call? Have you paid me a salary?"

"Then why are you here again today?"

"Didn't you threaten me?" He Xionghui curled his lips, "I'm so fucking scared."

Xing Yue frowned, endured it, and asked, "Did He Kun tell you something?"

"Of course. That's my own father. If you have anything to say, of course you have to tell me." He Xionghui honked the horn at the car blocking the road in front, then kicked the accelerator and overtook it, "He talked too much, you asked Which sentence is it?"

Xing Yue's eyes turned cold, he put the baseball cap back on his head, and leaned back in the seat, "He Xionghui, let me tell you, your father is now pretending to be sick in prison, if you two continue to pretend to be like me, it will Yin and Yang are weird, I have a way to make him fake it, believe it or not?"

He Xionghui gritted his teeth fiercely and stopped talking.

The car continued to weave through the traffic, leaving behind some angry honking.

After being silent for a while, Xing Yue continued to ask him, "What did your father tell you? Why did he pretend to be sick?"

He Xionghui was expressionless, "He said, let me stay away from you now, and stop meddling in your nonsense."

"Now?" Xing Yue turned to look at him.

"Ah."

"What about before?"

He Xionghui remained silent.

Xing Yue turned sideways, "Listen to what you said, before you sent me to be my informant, was it your father's intention?"

He Xionghui raised his hand and rubbed his nose, "It can be understood in this way."

"Why?" Xing Yue immediately raised his voice.His mood at this time was very complicated, from surprise to anger, he felt like he was being played by someone.

"I don't know." He Xionghui shook his head.

"Fuck!" Xing Yue became even angrier.

"I really don't know!" He Xionghui said "tsk", then frowned and gave him a sideways glance, "My dad told me back then, let me be careful, if you run into something stupid For brain cases, help if you can."

"Why? Why on earth did he help me?" Xing Yue almost shouted.He couldn't bear the feeling of being kept in the dark and being manipulated like a puppet.

He Xionghui couldn't help but also became irritable.He turned the steering wheel sharply, and the wheels rolled over the ground, making a creaking sound, "You ask him! I still want to know why."

The car bumped for a while, raising smoke and dust all the way, and finally stopped under an old railway bridge.

There is no one here, only gravel and weeds all over the ground, and a rusty, broken bicycle with no wheels is thrown not far away.

Neither of them got out of the car.He Xionghui lowered the window to get some air.

Xing Yue took a deep breath to calm himself down again.Why He Kun wants to help, he will definitely figure it out, but not now.

"Let me ask you, was Zhao Lang's people responsible for the fire in your warehouse?"

He Xionghui took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, clicked on the lighter again, finally lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff, "So what if it is? So what if it is not? There is no proof, you policemen How can I take someone else?"

"What does your father mean by that old account? It's also related to him?"

"This is the business of our old He family, you have nothing to do with it." He Xionghui leaned against the window with his muscular body, and blew a cloud of smoke out of the window.

"Could it be that the reason why he folded in back then was because of Huo Yan?" Xing Yue also lit a cigarette for himself and continued to test.

"I said, you don't care!" He Xionghui stared.

"Okay, then let's not ask this question." Xing Yue also leaned against the window, "Your father is pretending to be sick in prison, who is he acting for? What does he want to do?"

"Fuck, what is pretending to be sick?" He Xionghui was very angry, "He was already sick, okay?"

"What disease?"

"All kinds of diseases!" He Xionghui raised his voice, "Good people will get sick if they stay there for a long time, not to mention my dad is so old, can he be free of illness?"

"Then what are your plans?"

"Me?" He Xionghui hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Xing Yue again, "Of course I have to find a way to get my dad out for treatment, I'm so filial."

Xing Yue sneered, "Then I wish you success as a dutiful son."

He flicked the cigarette ash lightly, and continued to ask, "That Yuan Jie had been with your father for so many years, and died so unexplainably and so terribly after he was released from prison. Is your father going to endure it like this? Don't plan to do it?" What?"

He Xionghui turned his gaze out of the window, instead of looking at him, he just continued to smoke, "This has nothing to do with you."

"I have the final say on whether it matters or not." Xing Yue said coldly, "This is my case, and he is the victim. Regardless of what he did when he was alive, now that he is dead, I must investigate to the end. Strictly Said, both you and He Kun are suspected. So while I'm polite, you'd better cooperate. Otherwise, let's talk in another place. "

He Xionghui stared at him bitterly, moved his mouth, took a last puff of cigarette, threw the remaining cigarette butt out of the window, and said firmly, "My dad said it was his business, don't tell me to be blind." Blend."

"So you really don't get involved?" Xing Yue expressed doubts.

He Xionghui snorted, "I won't get involved, so you'd better not get involved."

"There are some things that the police can take care of, and some things you can't. It's not good for you if you take care of them. In the end, if you don't make it right, you'll put yourself in it. It's not worth it."

He Xionghui spoke with great disdain for Xing Yue's good, "Anyway, some people have to deal with him in the end. You don't care if he was shot by the police, or fell into a ditch and died. He died It's over."

Xing Yue was speechless.I feel that I really have nothing to say to this legally illiterate, and there is a high probability that he really doesn't know much about the inside story.

"Then let me ask you one last thing." Xing Yue stared at him closely, "How did our people get exposed?"

This is his biggest concern right now.If the undercover job finally falls on Xiang Hai, he can't let Xiang Hai make the same mistakes again.

"What do you tell me?" He Xionghui rubbed his chin, "It's not my fault."

"You just think about it. If it's a newcomer, it must have been revealed during the test, which made people see the flaw." He Xionghui analyzed, "If it's not a newcomer, then...it's hard to say."

He glanced at Xing Yue, and said meaningfully, "Perhaps he has been targeted long ago, and he may have been betrayed. You have to find the reason for it yourself."

Xing Yue ignored his provocation and was thinking about it when the phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a string of unfamiliar numbers or a landline.

So he hung up directly.Usually this number is either a scam or an advertisement.

But soon, the number was dialed again.

Since it was so persistent, Xing Yue had no choice but to pick it up, "Hello?"

"Are you Xing Yue?" A strange man's voice came from the other end of the phone, calling out his name directly.

"I am." Xing Yue was puzzled.Before he could ask who the other party was, he heard the man say again, "Oh, this is the People's Hospital."

"Where?" Xing Yue frowned, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

"Provincial People's Hospital!" The other party repeated it again, so clearly that even He Xionghui next to him could hear it.He turned his head sideways and looked at Xing Yue suspiciously.

"Are you the family member of Luo Meihua's patient?" The other party seemed to be a doctor, and he simply explained the reason for the call. "The patient agrees to the operation now, but the family member's signature is required. Come here quickly."

Xing Yue pressed the phone, stood there in a daze, opened his mouth, and asked after a long time, "Who??"

"Luo Meihua!" The doctor thought he didn't hear clearly, so he repeated it again.

"Patient? Surgery??" Xing Yue still didn't have a big reaction.

He Xionghui looked at him and frowned.

"Yeah, don't you know? The patient's liver cancer is approaching the advanced stage, and it's too late for surgery now." The doctor sighed, "But surgery is the only way for now."

"Are you her son? Hurry up and come here. My surname is Guan, and you can just find me in the oncology department."

Xing Yue seemed to be struck by a bolt of lightning, he froze there, his mind rumbled, and he didn't even know when the other party hung up the phone.

"Hey, hey!" After waiting for a while, He Xionghui saw that he was still sitting so stupidly, so he tugged at his sleeve, "Are you okay?"

Only then did Xing Yue come back to his senses, put away the phone, rolled his Adam's apple twice, "It's okay."

"Well, shall I take you to the hospital?" He Xionghui didn't think he was fine like this.

Xing Yue gave a "hmm", then shook his head again, "You, you can put me down on the main road ahead, I'll take a taxi by myself."

He Xionghui didn't insist and started the car directly.

Xiang Hai took the time to turn off the fire, and then lifted the lid of the pot.

A burst of fragrant mist puffed on his face.

He twitched his nose and boasted to himself at the same time, "Oh, I'm so good."

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a rib. "Hiss, it's hot!"

So he quickly blew and threw it into his mouth.

Still a little hot, but really tasty.

Satisfied with this, he happily put down his chopsticks and picked up his phone.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it was completely dark, and I didn't know when Xing Yue would come back.

He was about to send a WeChat to ask, but Xing Yue called him first.

"Hey, Brother Xing, when are you coming back? The pork ribs are ready for you, they are delicious!" Xiang Hai said cheerfully.

"Well, Xiao Hai, I'm in the People's Hospital now, can you come pick me up?" Xing Yue's voice was a little hoarse, looking weak.

Xiang Hai jumped up from the chair all at once, "Hospital? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Xing Yue said slowly, "It's my mother, she's in the hospital, I just saw her, and I'm going back now."

"Oh, all right, then just wait, I'll go over right away!" Xiang Hai's heart was pounding.

He was relieved to know that Xing Yue was fine, but hearing Xing Yue's voice made him tense up again immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Xing Yue continued to sit on the hospital bench in a daze.

He felt weak all over, as if he had just experienced a severe beating, and all the bones in his body were smashed.Then, along the wounds that leaked everywhere, ice slag was poured into the body.

In this midsummer, he was actually cold all over.

Originally, he could go back by taking a taxi, but he didn't want to.He wanted Xiang Hai to pick him up, and wanted to get close to the stove to keep warm.

He took out the cigarette case from his pocket with difficulty, only to find that there was only the last one left in it.So he lit the cigarette and smoked silently.

The experience in the hospital in the afternoon was like a magical farce.

The doctor surnamed Guan introduced Luo Meihua's condition to him, and chatted eloquently for almost half an hour.To sum up, Luo Meihua was diagnosed almost half a year ago. At that time, the hospital suggested that she undergo surgery, but she was unwilling.As for why, the doctor is also very confused.After intermittent treatment and several trips to specialized hospitals in Beijing by herself, the final conclusion is that surgery is necessary, and surgery must be performed immediately, and she can't hold too much hope for the effect of the surgery.

Xing Yue listened to Dr. Guan's words as if he was listening to a scripture from heaven.Finally, after he finished speaking, he went to Luo Meihua's ward.

For a few minutes, with every step he took, he felt that the emotions in his body were getting closer to an explosion.When he opened the door of the ward, he felt that as long as he opened his mouth, he would explode immediately.

But in the end, he just swallowed the flame that climbed to his throat.Because Luo Meihua had just taken the medicine and fell asleep.

He quietly came to the bedside and looked at the pale face on the hospital bed.Suddenly I felt that my mother was so strange.

He wanted to shake her awake and yell at her, "What do you think? What do you want??"

"Is my mother your son? Are you my mother?"

"What do you think of me? From childhood to adulthood, what do you think of me??"

"Why don't you like me? What did I do wrong??"

"Why do you treat me like this?"

But these shouts and tsunamis turned into silent sighs in the end.

He stood by the hospital bed, waiting for Luo Meihua to wake up.Until it got dark, Luo Meihua didn't move.

So he left the ward.

At this time, he suddenly felt a little lucky again, but luckily Luo Meihua had been asleep.Otherwise, he was really afraid that his mother would give him the answers to those questions.

When he got downstairs to the hospital, he called Aunt Du.Please come and watch her overnight, and he will invite a special nurse over tomorrow.

Aunt Du agreed without saying a word.This made him slightly relieved.

"Brother Xing?" After an unknown amount of time, he finally heard Xiang Hai's voice.

"Why are you sitting here, so dark." Xiang Hai ran towards him, still holding a bag in his hand.

"Black?" Xing Yue didn't think so.

He moved aside and let Xiang Hai sit beside him.

"What is this?" He looked at the bag in Xiang Hai's hand and asked.

"Braised pork ribs, just out of the pot." Xiang Hai took out the lunch box and put it on the bench between the two of them, "I guess you must have no time to eat, so you brought it directly."

"Are you hungry?" As he spoke, he opened the lid of the lunch box.

"It smells so good." Xing Yue picked up the lunch box and leaned closer to smell it.

"You try it?" Xiang Hai handed him the chopsticks.

Xing Yue took the chopsticks, picked up a rib and put it in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Xiang Hai looked at him.

"Delicious." Xing Yue sniffed while eating, "It's so delicious."

"Then you should eat more." Xiang Hai stretched out his hand and pinched the back of his neck twice, then snored on his back, "I'll take you home after eating."