I, C, attend the funeral

9 month 12 day.

[Name: Wangfuyuan, 511-bed patient.Reason for hospitalization: Inguinal hernia surgery.Time of death: 12:03.Cause of death: Cardiac arrest. 】

[Name: Liu Hui, patient in bed 631.Reason for hospitalization: food allergy.Time of death: 12:52.Cause of death: Cardiac arrest. 】

[Name: Qiao Deyuan, 803-bed patient.Reason for hospitalization: surgery for liver cancer.Time of death: 12:58.Cause of death: Cardiac arrest. 】

Binhai No.1 civilian hospital, death continues...

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Quadruple room, Ward 701.

"Do you still remember the young man who lived in the ward with you yesterday?" Zhou Shan was wearing a uniform, followed by a recorder who was also wearing a police uniform, burying his head in recording what they said.

The white hair of the female patient on the hospital bed was combed very neatly, softly and intellectually.

Although lingering on the sick bed, his complexion is a little pale, but his expression and eyes are full of vigor, and he looks like an old intellectual.

The elegant temperament and the strength of the manager are revealed from the bones - everything a person does in his life will eventually become temperament and knead into his face.

It can be seen from the eyebrows and the wrinkles on the face.

"Remember, he said he was a live broadcaster. There are so many ways for young people to make money these days, and we old people don't quite understand it. What happened to him?" The old lady's name is Fu Hui, who lives in a high school in Tanshan City. , taught mathematics, and worked as a head teacher for most of his life, bringing out many top students in the college entrance examination.

Many of these children returned to Tanshan City after finishing their studies and became elites in the city's political and business circles.

——No matter how much money parents spend, they hope that their children can become her students.As the most famous star teacher in Tanshan City, Fu Hui's good deeds can be called 'teaching and educating people'.

"He died suddenly in the rented house, so I need to ask you some questions, please answer truthfully." Zhou Shan frowned slightly, his eyes were burning, and there was a majestic and undeniable momentum in his expression.

This is the Ling Ran righteousness that belongs only to police officers.

Fu Hui glanced at the recording pen in the hand of the recorder next to Zhou Shan. She showed a regretful expression, and sighed, "How could such a thing happen? In the hospital, I felt that the child was a bit dull, lacking A little youthful vigor. How come..."

"During the hospitalization period, did you find anything wrong with him?" Zhou Shan glanced at the old lady's face, and continued to ask in a business-like manner without changing his tone.

"It's nothing different, I just keep holding his mobile phone to look at it... This kid doesn't talk much, but he is polite. I talk to him, and he still answers every question. He speaks slowly. Yes..." The old lady replied while thinking, and shook her head at this point, "Others are no different from other young people."

"Is there any strange person looking for him?" Zhou Shan asked again.

The old lady shook her head, "No."

"You were admitted to the hospital on... the 29th of last month?" Zhou Shan asked.

"Yes, stomach cancer. The operation went well. I will be discharged after two more days in the hospital." The old lady's tone of voice was the same from beginning to end, not tepid but rhythmic.

"Do you have any beliefs?" Zhou Shan asked.

"Is this related to this case?" The old lady raised her eyebrows slightly, and the deterrent force of the head teacher also appeared.

"Please answer the question." Zhou Shan refused to answer.

"No." The old lady shook her head.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Zhou Shan nodded, and then said, "Then please go out for a walk."

The old lady seemed dissatisfied with Zhou Shan's inquiry and attitude, but she nodded, pulled the rolling cane beside the bed, and walked out slowly.

Another police officer brought by Zhou Shan at the door immediately called another old man to come in.

Zhou Shan sat by the bed next to the old lady's hospital bed, and some basic information of the old man was written at the end of the bed.

The old man who walked in was Zhang Lei, the patient in this bed. He was an old janitor. He was unlikely to live in a ward of this size, but due to the recent tension in the general ward, he was blessed with such a blessing after coordination.

Zhou Shan sat on the stool without moving, but the young man who was following him to take notes moved two steps, helped the old man to the side of the bed and sat down, then picked up the recording pen and notebook, sat aside, and began to prepare register.

Even when the young man's eyes are not smiling, he still has a warm and gentle temperament. In fact, these two days at the end of summer are a bit hot, but he is still wearing long-sleeved clothes, covering his arms tightly.

Zhou Shan glanced at the young man who was taking notes beside him, and the young man took the lead and said to the old man:

"Zhang Lei?"

"It's me." The old man thought that this was a necessary part of the police's questioning, and when the other party called his name, he responded unpreparedly like Fu Hui before.

The young man in police uniform who had called out the old man's name nodded towards Zhou Shan, as if he had completed some important process.

Then Zhou Shan said to the old man sitting on the hospital bed with a cold face:

"Zhang Lei, do you still remember the young man who lived in that bed yesterday?"

"Ah, that child who was frightened and hospitalized." Zhang Lei nodded, "The child screamed at night. When I got up at night, I saw him sitting on the bed and hugging the quilt. I don't know if he was frightened or not. sleep."

Zhang Lei never married a wife in his life, but he did not die alone.

Since he was young, he has been constantly adopting children with the money he earned from doing odd jobs as a security guard.

Anyone who has spare money will send it to the Hope Project for those poor children to go to school.

Although he was frugal all his life, all the money he saved did good deeds.

"Can you see any behaviors that are different from ordinary people?" Zhou Shan asked.

"No way... just a little stupid, not very clever." After Zhang Lei said, he thought about it again, "Just holding the phone and not putting it down, it's like being hooked by the phone."

Zhou Shan nodded, "Did the other patients in this ward, or the family members of the patients, deliberately approach him?"

"Not really, cough cough... just live in a young man, we will take the initiative to care about it." Although the old man is old and his reaction is not very quick, but from the look of his face, he seems to be a cheerful and optimistic old man.

"Is there anything strange about the other two hospitalized elderly people, or any strange visitors?" Zhou Shan asked again.

Zhang Lei looked up at Zhou Shan, as if he was a little timid and nervous about Zhou Shan's interrogation.

He glanced at the young police officer who was taking notes again, and the young man immediately smiled at the old man, his eyes were curved, completely different from Zhou Shan's cold and solemn demeanor, showing an affinity.

The old man seemed to get some encouragement from the young police officer's smile, and then continued: "It's nothing special. The old lady in that bed is a teacher, and the only ones who came to visit her were her students, besides her children. Many of them are big officials and big businessmen, and they all look pretty powerful."

Zhou Shan nodded.

The old man continued: "The old lady in that bed is a rich person. She used to be in business, and her family property is quite powerful. The old couple are very loving, and the old lady just keeps talking. If she is gone, who will take care of the old man?" Son. It seems that the old lady is worried that her old man will be bullied by her children."

Zhou Shan frowned, but still nodded.

While taking notes, the young policeman observed the old man's face and subtle physical changes.

"There are more people who come to see the teacher, but not too many who come to see the businessman and old lady. They are all ordinary people, and there is nothing weird about it." Zhang Lei looked at the young policeman as he spoke, as if he didn't know What the hell should I say.

Zhou Shan nodded, "Then what about the one who came to visit you?"

As soon as Zhang Lei heard this question, he smiled, "I also have some juniors in our Tanshan City. The people who came to see me are all poor children or something. You see, these fruits are all bought by them."

The old man pointed to some fruits on the bedside table, all in bulk, completely different from the various fruit flower baskets on the table and chairs of the teacher and old lady next door.

But judging from the expression on the old man's face, he felt that the old man was happier.

"Do you know that young man died in his rented apartment?" Zhou Shan raised his eyes and fixed them on the old man's.

The old man immediately showed a surprised expression, "Ah! Isn't that young man just frightened? Why is he still dead?"

Zhou Shan pursed his lips and stood up, "Okay, you can go out for a walk too."

The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he still wanted to know more about the young man who died just like that, but after seeing Zhou Shan's majestic face, he shut his mouth, stood up with the help of the bed, and staggered slowly. out.

"How is it?" Zhou Shan turned around and asked the young man in police uniform.

The young man smiled and said: "Officer Zhou, don't worry, I can tell what bad or good things this person has done in his life just by looking at his face."

Zhou Shan gritted his teeth, his cheeks puffed up.

Taking a deep breath, he dragged the stool to the bedside of the last patient.

The young man in the police uniform is Zihe who knows how to read faces.

He discussed it with Xiao Yaoming, and decided to move out the police officer Zhou Shan, directly pretending that 'Bian Zhuo is dead', and interrogated the three old suspects.

And Zihe sat next to Zhou Shan, pretending to be a police officer taking notes, observing whether the old people were lying or not, and capturing more information.

"From the data, the three old people have done a lot of good deeds and accumulated a lot of virtue and blessings - the organizers of the life-and-death game of burning life must be able to withstand the blessing of the life span, otherwise the life span will be increased by the calamity. Instead, they will die suddenly." Zihe sighed, "However, the condition of the three old people can bear the blessings and longevity robbed by the Fengshui Bureau. It is really troublesome to Police Officer Zhou."

Zhou Shan snorted and said with a sneer, "Feng Shui Bureau? Humph!"

If Zhao Yin hadn't begged him, he wouldn't have come to help with this favor—it was just nonsense.

Today, just because someone called the police in the hospital, he brought a few people over to investigate.

Binhai No.1 civilian hospital suddenly increased nearly ten dead elderly people. The family members jointly called the police, saying that their family members were obviously recovering, but they suddenly died of sudden cardiac arrest.

The family members suspected that the responsibility lay with the hospital, and asked the hospital to give a reasonable explanation—but before the autopsy results came out, he accepted Zhao Yin's request and came to help.

What kind of feng shui bureau did the old man who died suddenly in the hospital have something to do with the anchor Bian Zhuo's live broadcast of the attempted hanging incident...

He didn't believe it, but... but his younger brother believed it.

He pursed his lips and looked at the last old man who came in without a good face.

Incidents of sudden death of elderly people in the hospital are still happening, and another case was reported just now.

Unless... Zhao Yin and Zhang Zihe can deal with this situation and stop the hospital from dying.

Zhou Shan raised his eyebrows, but how can he prove that the termination of the vicious incident was the solution of the Feng Shui bureau that Zhao Yin and Zhang Zihe said?

"Bai Shengnan?" Zihe called out to the old lady in front of him while holding his notebook.

This old lady has donated money to many famines and impoverished mountainous areas, and also saved the life of a bus driver (beating the 'driver'). She is a pungent old lady.

The old lady nodded, "It's me."

Zihe responded and looked at Zhou Shan.

"..." Zhou Shan took a deep breath, and could only continue to ask the 'innocent' old lady in front of him, "Do you still have any impression of the young man who lived in that bed last night?"

Bai Shengnan nodded. The old lady seemed to have been in business all her life, and she was used to being vigorous and resolute. She was somewhat masculine, with a heroic spirit that the old lady couldn't suppress in her brows.

"The young man died?" Bai Shengnan asked directly.

Zhou Shan glanced at her and nodded, "In the past two days, when you came into contact with Bian Zhuo, is there anything weird about it?"

Bai Shengnan thought for a while, and said, "I've been hurting from the incision for the past two days, and I can't sleep well at night. Last night, the young man barely slept all night, and he was still sitting on the bed shaking and crying. In the middle of the night, the old man Zhang Lei got up at night. When she was sleeping, she poured the young man a glass of water to drink. When she got up in the morning, Fu Hui who was in the bed gave half of the breakfast her son brought from home to the young man."

Zihe immediately frowned. Neither Fu Hui nor Zhang Lei mentioned these two pieces of information.

"Did Bian Zhuo drink that glass of water? Did he also eat breakfast?" Zhou Shan asked.

Bai Shengnan nodded, "Drink and eat."

"Did you not interact with him?" Zhou Shan asked.

"My old man takes care of me. The old man often pushes me out for a walk, or walks upstairs and downstairs in the hospital. I don't like to stay in the ward." Bai Shengnan said, and said:

"Don't look at my age, my old man will still be jealous of me, and he is not happy that I talk to other men more."

"..." Zhou Shan looked at Bai Shengnan, the old lady's face was wrinkled, but her expression was confident, and there was no twitching in her expression, so she spoke frankly.

"If Bian Zhuo was killed by one of the three of you, who do you think?" Zhou Shan asked.

Bai Shengnan twitched the corners of his lips, endured it for a while, and finally laughed, "We three old men and old ladies who are dying, why kill him a young man? We don't know him, just a kid who only knows how to play with mobile phones .”

Zhou Shan pursed his lips, stared at Bai Shengnan for a while, finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and said, "Excuse me."

Bai Shengnan nodded.

"I hope you can keep the question I asked you today secret." Zhou Shan said routinely.

Bai Shengnan nodded again, and immediately, she sat on the bed and pulled the quilt over her lap.

When facing Zhou Shan, she was much more comfortable than Zhang Lei.

Zihe also stood up. He helped Bai Shengnan pull off the quilt, and said with a smile, "I wish you a speedy recovery."

Bai Shengnan tilted his head and smiled at Zihe. Although his face was gray and wrinkled, his smile was charming.

Zihe thought the old lady was very funny, and smiled at the old lady, and then followed Zhou Shan out of the ward.

The two stood at the door of the ward, watching the other two elderly people return to the room one by one accompanied by their family members, then turned and walked towards the waiting seat on the side of the corridor.

Zhao Yin and Li Juanshen sat there side by side, neither talking to each other, sitting like two people who didn't know each other.

Zhou Shan sat down on Zhao Yin's side, and said impatiently: "This is the last time, if you don't study well, you come out to hang out with this kind of person, and do something unreliable with feng shui, I won't do it." I'll help you hide it again."

"Who promised to support me as an official?" Zhao Yin turned his head and looked at Zhou Shan with a half-smile.

Faced with his younger brother's expression, Zhou Shan was inexplicably panicked and blocked. He patted his thigh and said angrily, "You are a threat!"

"I can't threaten you anymore?" Zhao Yin stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Shan's shoulder, with some emotions in his heart, he said seriously:

"I never lie, and I never say ambiguous things. As long as I open my mouth, I must be sure. I said that there is a Fengshui bureau here, and those old people who died were robbed of their lives because of this Fengshui bureau." Lifespan, then this must be the case. Since you are my brother, you either believe me 100%, or don't say you are my brother. "

After all, he looked at Zhou Shan fixedly, and before he knew it, a condensed expression appeared on his face that was condescending, unrecognizable and refutable.

"I've worked so hard to help you, why are you justified?" Zhou Shan's fingers trembled angrily—ever since his younger brother got involved with that Zhang Zihe, it...has become difficult to understand!

Still tm old elbows turned outward.

Zhao Yin was taken aback by Zhou Shan standing up suddenly and getting angry, with a surprised expression on his face - he was not used to Zhou Shan in the past.

I also felt from the bottom of my heart that Zhou Shan, as his elder brother, could not believe in himself.He had some resentment towards Zhou Shan and felt aggrieved.

At this moment, he suddenly saw that Zhou Shan was more angry than him, and he was emotionally at a loss.

Suddenly, some memories belonging to him in the previous life flooded into his mind, and his expression instantly became a little downcast—after living two lives, he still seems to be unable to understand people's emotions and emotions.

No matter how advanced his practice is, he still...would mess up a lot of things?

Zhou Shan originally thought that his younger brother was not close to him, and he was even angry with him, so he was very angry.

But suddenly seeing the dazed and depressed expression on Zhao Yin's face, his heart tightened up again, his anger was completely vented, and he felt inexplicably sour and distressed.

"..." Zhou Shan felt a sense of gloom condensed in his heart. He took a long breath and stared at Zhao Yin's dazed eyes for a long time.

After a long time, the atmosphere became a little depressed.

He said quietly: "Is there really such a mysterious thing in this world?"

It seemed that he was shaken by Zhao Yin's words, but actually he thought that since his younger brother believed in this so much, he was always the closest person to his younger brother, but he did not want to understand and trust his younger brother's face like this.

As soon as I thought about it, I felt even more distressed when I saw my brother...

Before Zhao Yin could answer, Li Juanshen, who was sitting on the other side of Zhao Yin, rushed to say:

"Absolutely true!"

His voice was deep, and he said every word sonorously and forcefully.

There was helplessness and...sadness in his tone.

……

"Okay... let's go. Tell me more when you do these things in the future." Zhou Shan has always been an atheist, but seeing Zhao Yin's expression, he sighed and finally gave in.

My younger brother has been a rigorous and precocious child since he was a child.

Saying such things so firmly, he...

"Okay." Li Juanshen stood up, patted Zhou Shan on the shoulder, and expressed his full understanding of Zhou Shan with the posture of "big brother" and "someone who came here".

"I don't rush to believe some things, after all, you have never seen it..." After all, Zhou Shan has never seen a cat send a text message.

He looked towards Ward 701 at the other end of the corridor, "What shall we do next?"

"Let's go to the residences of these three old people one by one to see if we can find any clues." After Zihe said, he said to Li Juanshen: "Check out all the information on these three people, don't miss a single bit. "

It is impossible for a layout person to create a feng shui life-death situation such as burning life and death.

The murderer must have some contact with some Taoists, or have some ethnic minorities in southern Xinjiang.

In short, the information related to this feng shui bureau must be hidden in the life of the murderer. If you dig deep, you can always dig out something.

Li Juanshen nodded, and turned to the side to send text messages—by the way, the communication equipment of the three old people had to be monitored.

"Officer Zhou is right here at the hospital. Help us keep an eye on these three old people. If they have contact with anyone or anyone who comes to visit, they must find out the identity of the person." Zihe thought, Said.

Zhao Yin was still sitting on the bench, the memory of his previous life suddenly popping up made him a little confused, his head was buzzing, it hurt and swollen.

Hearing Zihe's words, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the young man standing beside him, making arrangements in an orderly manner, so mature, so... different from before.

He has many more memories about the different Zhang Zihe... These memories seem to make Zihe more familiar to him.

But...the two Zhang Zihes have many differences, and they seem to become even stranger...

During the past hundred years, when did Zihe regain his sanity?

The little eleven, Chen Ju, really kept his promise, and he guarded Zihe all his life and never left half a step, until Zihe left the Taoist temple and regained his freedom...

How did Little Eleven preach to Zihe and guide him to do good?

Zhao Yin sat there with a vacant look on his face. He just recovered his memory and was still trying to absorb everything about his previous life—knowledge, information, and the self that seemed to be him, but didn't seem to be him...

Suddenly, looking at Zihe who was arranging work for Zhou Shan with a smile in front of him, he pulled his lips and smiled slightly—Xiao Shiyi was better at teaching apprentices than he in the previous life.

Zhao Yin's mind is still in a mess, his eyes are complicated, his face sometimes shows doubts, sometimes he looks emotional, and sometimes he is thoughtful...

……

……

There is a gray mist near Binhai No.1 Civilian Hospital, which is about to disperse but does not disperse.

And in the distance by the sea, where the sun was shining brightly, the big cat Kret, who was lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to bask in the sun, suddenly pricked up his ears.

Its black pupils, which were round and round due to the backlight, slowly shrunk into a straight line, and the light golden cat's eyes faintly glowed green.

It sat up slowly, because the soft long hair was slightly blown up because someone helped to bathe and comb it these days.

And just when it sensed the danger was approaching, three people in gray uniforms who were walking on the embankment by the sea suddenly walked towards Room 6 of Building 02.

One of them looked around to make sure that there was no one around. After a gesture, the three of them jumped over the low iron fence in unison and landed lightly in the courtyard.

Kelie stared at the three people in front of him, and noticed at a glance that although these three people were male and female, they had one thing in common—they all had long hair in a bun, like Taoist priests.

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Li Juanshen arranged for his own people, and Zihe also changed into a police uniform.

Everyone has a clear division of labor, and each claims and arranges.

After everything was ready, except for Zhou Shan who was on official business, the other three walked towards the outside of the hospital——Zhou Shan's jeep was requisitioned again.

Before leaving, Zhao Yin pursed his lips, turned his head and looked at the cigarette he was holding, a little irritated and wanted to smoke, but Zhou Shan didn't light it.

He sighed, walked up to Zhou Shan, stretched out his hand a little clumsily, and patted Zhou Shan on the shoulder, "Thank you brother."

Zhou Shan looked at Zhao Yin's hesitant and awkward expression, and listening to his younger brother's words, the pent-up anger in his heart suddenly eased. He tugged at the corners of his mouth, and countless words slipped out of his mouth, and finally just patted Zhao Yin's arm back , "It's useless to stop talking to me about these things, our brothers still say thank you, let's go, pay attention to safety."

Zhao Yin watched Zhou Shan deliberately pretending to be grinning, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, and suddenly felt a strange emotional feedback.

No matter for him, or for "he" in the previous life, it is a bit novel.

Zhao Yin suddenly realized that time has come to the present, everything is different, he has changed.

When he turned his head, Zihe was standing behind him. He pursed his lips, and a thought came to his mind: Zihe had also changed.

The past in that 'his' memory is all over.

……

"Let's go to Zhang Lei's house first, what do you think?" Sitting in the car, Zihe turned his head and asked the little girl.

Zhao Yin thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

Zihe looked at Xiao Xiao, and always felt that this guy had become very talkative recently, unlike before, he rushed to the forefront of everything.

But...it seems to have become more docile, but in this "indisputable" and "everything is good" temperament, there is a calmness and majesty that cannot be ignored.

It's kind of... an indescribable feeling.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yin raised his thick eyebrows, and when the distance between his eyebrows and eyes was pulled apart, his dark pupils became slightly cold.

"It's okay." Zihe blinked. He probably didn't know the little girl well enough. This kid... feels like he's getting more and more precocious.

He pinched the information collected by Li Juanshen before reporting the address of the old man Zhang Lei, and asked the driver Li Juanshen to drive straight to——

The screen of the mobile phone placed on the main console in the car in front of him suddenly lit up, and then the ringtone rang, and an incoming call notification popped up on the screen:

【Cat son...】

"Kret's phone number?" Zihe picked up the phone suspiciously.

Li Juanshen immediately turned his head to look at Zihe's cell phone with complicated facial expressions - finally here it is, the phone of the cat who can send text messages!

After connecting, Zihe said "Hello?", and Kelie's miserable howl suddenly sounded from the other side of the phone:

"Meow..."

Hearing this voice, Zihe's expression sank suddenly, and he turned his head and shouted to Li Juan, "Go home! Hurry up!"

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Three old people:

The old man Zhang Lei: The janitor has adopted many orphans.

Fu Hui, an old lady: Well-known teachers in Tanshan City are full of peaches and plums, and many students they have taught are in the city's political and business circles.

The old lady Bai Shengnan: Businesswoman, capable and rich.She once donated money to many famines and impoverished mountainous areas, and also saved the life of a bus driver (beating the 'driver'). She is a pungent old lady.