The Monster I Was Redeemed

After Liu Yuan left, the ward fell into deadly silence.

The case seems to have reached a dead end.

Jin Ping'an's pupils were dim, staring blankly at the sheets.

Tian Hao patted him on the shoulder: "Peace, look away, they can be lawless for a while, but they can't be lawless forever.

We can watch them all the time, but they can't watch us all the time.

They can bury the truth now, but one day they will be caught by us. "

"Then...how long will this take and how many victims will there be?"

Kim Ping An asked.

"Ha ha."

A sarcastic chuckle came from the side.

"Then what do you say? There has never been a great cause that can be achieved without sacrifice.

Regardless of whether you investigate or not, they will continue to be vicious and feel sorry for themselves when they have time. It is better to act sooner rather than later. "

The sarcasm of the messenger is very sharp.

As he said, instead of thinking about those who have or not, it is better to continue to investigate.

"messenger."

Tian Hao looked at him seriously: "Ping'an is not half my age yet."

"So what."

The messenger didn't take the fact that Jin Ping'an was only a sixteen-year-old boy.

"Since you are determined to investigate the case to the end, then act quickly.

No matter what you think in your head, reality will not change for you a little bit.

If you are desperate for this society, just listen to the words of the vice-captain just now and give up the investigation.

As Tian Hao said, you are not half the age of others, you are just a naive child.

The adult world is not something that people of your age should meddle in. "

Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds belong to the sentimental age group, and they are also the age group most easily influenced or bewitched by others.

Although Jin Ping An is a little more mature than his peers, in the final analysis, his social experience is there.

It is normal to feel hopeless and helpless when faced with such a thing.

They only saw the setbacks and troubles in front of them, and regretted them, but they did not look at the farther scene.

If things really didn't turn around at all, Tian Hao's group would have resigned one by one.

The messenger glanced at Tian Hao: "How long do you want to accompany this kid in a bitter drama? He is not as slender as you think."

Tian Hao wanted to wait for Jin Ping'an to calm down before opening his mouth to discuss the case, but was brutally interrupted by the messenger.

Having said all that, Tian Hao could only bite the bullet and open his mouth.

"Although Wang Youcai was released, the criminal record was still left behind. Wang Sheng disappeared, Tao Jun ran away, and both of them worked under him. arrest."

And this thing?

Jin Ping'an looked at Tian Hao in astonishment.

Although he is a criminal police consultant in name, he is essentially a clue tool, and he has no understanding of the police's various methods of handling cases.

It is even less clear that there is such a method as arrest warrants.

However, if there is no evidence, it is useless to arrest people.

Thinking of this, Jin Ping's head drooped down again.

"Are you going to continue lying in bed with the corpse, or hurry up and collect evidence?"

the courier asked.

"But the clues..."

"Aren't the missing Wang Sheng and the running Tao Jun a clue?"

Jin Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.

"I had long expected that your side would be of little use."

Xin looked at Jin Ping'an and the two with the expression of watching Pai Daxing: "I knew from the beginning that you would arrest Wang You this way."

"Then why did you tell me that Wang You would go to the villa?"

Jin Ping'an clenched his fists: "Old Tian has been suspended for this arrest."

"Of course it's using them to get the attention of that group of people."

The messenger's tone was very cold: "The police suddenly arrested Wang Youcai, and those people will definitely pay attention to this matter.

They will think about whether they have exposed their clues, so that they have no heart to track down other things. "

"Something else?"

Tian Hao murmured.

"Wang Youcai and Wang Sheng are from the same hometown. In terms of seniority, he should call Wang Sheng his uncle. Logically speaking, the relationship with the hometown is more trustworthy than that of an outsider like Tao Jun.

Thinking about it carefully, why was Wang Sheng, who was so handsome, dealt with by them? And Wang Youcai did not hesitate to find someone to fake Wang Sheng's activities to cover up the time of Wang Sheng's disappearance. "

Speaking of this, Tian Hao seemed to understand something, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"According to my investigation of Wang Youcai, although he is not a good person, in terms of relatives, Wang Sheng's treatment at his place is better than that of some corporate executives, and he is responsible for all matters, big and small.

On the other hand, according to Wang Sheng's data files, he had been in the army for several years, and his straightforward personality made his security guards rate him very high, and Wang Sheng himself was not a wicked person.

So, what was it that made the two turn against each other and made Wang Youcai take a huge risk to get rid of Wang Sheng? "

Some people are in the light but their hearts are dark, and some people are in the dark but their hearts are bright.

It's all prompted to this, even Jin Ping'an can think of the reason.

"You mean, Wang Sheng has evidence that he could hammer them to death?"

The messenger nodded: "It's just my guess, but it's very likely."

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Jin Ping'an's emotional fluctuations and memory are comparable to those of chimpanzees.

I was still dying just now, and she looked like "I'm sorry for eating someone raw", but now she has become a square dance aunt who sings good luck and dances little apples.

The seamless connection between the two modes made Tian Hao look silly.

For two or three years, I haven't seen through the essence of the Golden Ping An horse monkey.

Just what kind of detective you are with your powers of observation, go home and farm.

"Is it useful to say it earlier? I just inquired about Wang Sheng's identity, and was followed and investigated by that group of people, and the police came over...hehe."

Jin Ping'an said worriedly: "But Wang Sheng has been missing for almost three months, and even if there is evidence, they have already destroyed it..."

"No one can say for sure, but they are still concerned about Wang Sheng's affairs, which proves that they have not found evidence that Wang Sheng is hiding."

The messenger left the window and walked towards the door.

"Wait, where are you going?"

Jin Ping An hurriedly shouted.

"Where do I go has anything to do with you?" the messenger replied.

Tian Hao stood up slowly and looked at the messenger with a solemn expression: "If you find evidence, what are you going to do? Like it was seven years ago?"

The messenger put his hand on the doorknob and said, "Does it matter to you what I want to do?"

"If you can, I hope you can cooperate with the police as you used to..."

"Then what? Look at the tragic situation of you now, the suspension of the suspension, the major demerit, who will give the key evidence to you group of people?"

The messenger sneered: "In order not to affect the progress on your side, I have been dragging the progress of the investigation.

Now that the action of the idealists is over, I will investigate this matter in my own way, so it's my turn next, okay? "

Hearing this, Tian Hao's spirit was instantly tense: "Qianhua is not Neihua! Now is not seven years ago, you can't..."

"I don't have a deep hatred with them, and I won't be at the level of seven years ago."

The messenger opened the door: "I'm just going to give the evidence to someone I can trust. Who will let you down?"

With the sound of the door closing, only Tian Hao, who was unwilling, and Jin Ping'an, who was standing on the bed, were left in the ward.

"Old Tian, ​​accompany me to go through the discharge procedures."

Jin Ping'an shook his drowsy head, took off his hospital gown and put on casual clothes.

"Does your body matter?"

"Although my head still hurts a bit, it can be relieved by taking medicine. It's not a big problem."

Jin Ping'an picked up the medicine bottle and stuffed it into his trousers pocket: "And Le Jia is on a noon flight, so he has to rush to the airport to pick him up."

"Le Jia? Is his affairs over at the Europa League finished?"

Tian Hao, who has always been steady in front of Jin Ping'an, couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face.

"Yeah, he heard that after I used the retrospective ability overloaded again, I immediately went through the formalities to come back... Obviously this time I want to solve the incident by my own strength."

Jin Ping'an sighed softly, looking slightly unwilling.

Although the two are thousands of miles apart, Jin Ping'an has been discussing the progress of the case with him.

When Le Jia comes back, this case will definitely move forward quickly.

Thinking of this, Jin Ping'an's mood eased a lot.

"It's okay, you've worked hard."

Tian Hao encouraged.

"Can you stop using that comforting tone of a child?"

Tian Hao put on a pose, 'Is this the time to care about that kind of problem? ' expression.

"I'll ask you and Le Jia for the investigation on Wang Sheng's side. Lao Jiang and I are going to track down Tao Jun. Tao Jun must also have key information, otherwise he won't run away."

"No one knows exactly what the messenger is thinking, in case he chooses the form of scandal exposure and forces it to act.

This will be a devastating blow to social credibility, and we must get ahead of him and bring all those people to justice. "

The two walked out of the ward while discussing their next actions.

The room fell into complete silence, except for the breeze blowing the curtains, as if to say goodbye to them.

…………

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is descending, please go back to the original seat, put away the table, and adjust the seat back to the normal position..."

A teenager wearing a sleep mask raised his hand to take off the mask and looked out of the cabin.

With a shudder, the plane began to stabilize.

The scene outside the window regressed rapidly from the beginning, and gradually slowed down.

The young man looked at the scene outside the window with a faint smile on his face. With a delicate and amiable face, he looked like a prince in a fairy tale.

After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath: "... Qianhua Market, I'm back."

The boy's full name is Cheng Lejia, Jin Ping'an's childhood friend and best friend.

At the same time, he is also a good buddy in the eyes of male classmates, a prince charming in the eyes of female classmates, a good boy in the eyes of neighbors, and a little intelligence expert in the eyes of the police.

After getting off the plane, Cheng Lejia took the initiative to step forward after seeing a problem with the zipper of a passenger's backpack.

"Do you need help?"

The female passenger looked at the handsome young man with an innocent smile and waved her hand embarrassedly: "It's nothing, just a small problem... ah."

During the conversation, a makeup box fell out, but luckily, Cheng Lejia, who had a quick hand and a quick eye, caught it.

"Thanks……"

The female passenger took the vanity case and was about to thank her when Cheng Lejia took the backpack away.

In the eyes of the female passenger, the zipper of the backpack that had tortured her the whole way was restored to its original shape in the hands of the teenager.

"thank you very much."

The female passenger breathed a sigh of relief and said very sincerely.

"you are welcome."

Cheng Lejia narrowed his eyes and waved his hand gently: "The shuttle bus is about to leave, let's hurry up."

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Lejia, who was planning to call a taxi after leaving the airport, received a call.

It was Jin Ping'an who called.

When he pressed the answer button, he heard Jin Ping'an shout, "Look to the left!"

Cheng Lejia looked around and saw Jin Ping'an who was waving here in the distance.

"Didn't I tell you to take a rest and not run over?"

With a helpless smile on Cheng Lejia's face, he looked at Jin Ping'an with the look of his own naughty pet dog.

"It's said that I'm fine. I've only used it five times in a row, and I'll be fine after a while."

Listening to the explanation on the other end of the phone, Cheng Lejia shook his head helplessly and walked towards Jin Ping'an.

…………

On one side is the joy of reunion, and on the other side is the separation of life and death.

Drop, drop, drop.

Looking at his mother surrounded by doctors, An Sien stood aside, like a lost little girl, looking at the lifeline on the monitor in confusion and helplessness.

"Miss An, it's okay, it's okay."

The nurse knew that her comfort was very weak, but An Sien's mother's remaining lifespan was a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

No one can guarantee that she will survive this time.

In the face of terminal illness, no matter what comforting words you say, it will seem very empty.

Because terminal illness will not be changed by a few words, it will give everyone death equally.

An Sien didn't shout, just clenched his fists and shed tears silently.

A trace of blood seeped from the palm of his hand and dripped onto the white dress.

"what did you say?"

The nurses who participated in the rescue immediately put their ears together when they saw An Ma's mouth opening and closing.

"Stop... let... Sien..."

The doctor glanced at the electrocardiogram and said, "Come here with a cardiac injection."

One needle goes down, and the rescue continues.

Under the effect of the cardiac acupuncture, An Ma's voice was raised slightly: "Doctor... that's ok... call Si En over..."

The doctor was silent, and after another fifteen minutes, he finally gave up.

Seeing that everyone had stopped their movements, An Sien quickly rushed up, knelt beside the bed and held his mother's hand.

The attending doctor led everyone out of the room, leaving a private space for the two to say their final farewell.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

An Sien's eyes were blurred for a while, and she kept wiping her eyes, but she couldn't wipe them clean.

Ma An barely raised her hand to pick up the sheet, and gently wiped the blood from An Sien's palm due to her nails piercing the flesh.

Cardiotonic effects are getting weaker and weaker.

An Ma felt the increasingly weak body and sighed lightly.

There are so many things I want to say, but there is simply not enough time.

"Go back home...go and take our photo...take off, there is...for you..."

An Ma's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, she could only see her lips squirming, but no sound came out.

In the end, she closed her eyes forever before she even finished the sentence.

An Sien grabbed her mother's palm tightly, as if to snatch it back from the god of death.

But the temperature of that skinny hand continued to drop, no matter how tightly she held it, it was still warm.

"Mom! Don't go..."

"Don't go away..."

"Don't leave me alone..."