The Monster I Was Redeemed

"No matter how inefficient it is, it's better than having no clue." Tian Hao said helplessly.

Hu Yingshao and Tao Jun were temporarily locked in the interrogation room, Wang Youcai ran away, and Jiang Kaiji and others went to the meeting hall to arrest people.

The police seemed to have a lot of momentum on the side, as if the overall situation was settled.

But in reality they are passive.

Because the police could not produce any evidence of Hu Yingshao's crime, not even a clue.

No one knows where Hu Yingshao kept the kidnapped victims and where he violated them.

Including those victims who were sent to Wang Youcai's house, it is very likely that they did not know.

With Hu Yingshao's degree of prudence, since he is willing to let people out, it means that those victims absolutely don't know anything.

The most difficult part of investigating a case is finding the right direction, determining where to start, and then slowly groping along this line.

But this guy Hu Yingshao left no clues, and the fake Wang Sheng, who may have known about the place of detention, has also been silenced.

The only two clues left are the victims in the clubhouse and Jin Ping's backtracking.

Jiang Kaiji went to the club to check.

What Tian Hao has to do is to find a new way out for the case through Jin Ping'an's backtracking.

"Anyway, we have reached a dead end. Your backtracking times are limited, and you shouldn't waste it on the decorations in the house. It's not too late to find the items related to the case.

What we need now is not specific evidence, but clues. Only with clues can we continue to investigate and find key evidence. At that time, using your backtracking will have the effect of making a final decision. "

What Tian Hao said makes a lot of sense. The number of backtracking is limited. Instead of betting on big fish in each clip, it is better to cast a net and see if there are any fish in the pond.

"Okay, I'll try, but I can't stay in the consciousness space for too long, and it's estimated that I have to come out every few minutes."

After Jin Ping'an entered the space of consciousness, the time he could stay was very limited, but he also found some small bugs after many times of backtracking.

For example, if he does not enter a certain specific history, but only floats in space, his headache will be much shorter, even less than one-third of the time he entered specific history.

Relatively, the residence time will be very short, only in a specific period of history,

half of the residence time.

If Jin Ping'an has been floating in the consciousness space, he will be forced to kick out if he does not put his consciousness into a certain history within three minutes.

But in two minutes and fifty seconds, if you dig into a certain piece of history, the lingering CD will be refreshed, and the cost will not be doubled.

Usually, Jin Ping'an always sticks to bugs like this to prolong the retrospective time.

One more thing.

Although if you don’t enter a certain history, the number of backtracking will increase, and the time of headache will be shortened, but the short-term complications are very painful.

That feeling is like forcibly waking up someone who stayed up late, filling another bottle of emetic, then putting his head in an iron bucket and slamming it with a hammer.

Therefore, Jin Ping'an would rather go back into the specific history each time, and go to the hospital for three or four days after the excess, rather than feel that kind of torture in order to increase the number of backtracking.

Everything has to be based on reality. This time, what is needed is not quality but quantity. It does not seek to find a definitive evidence, but only a clue that can lead to the progress of the case.

So even though he was very resistant, Jin Ping'an chose to accept Tian Hao's proposal.

His expression was like eating shit-flavored chocolate, his mouth and nose twisted into a ball.

"Let's start with the shoes. I don't believe that he goes somewhere, and even the shoes have to be changed in advance."

Jin Ping'an fiercely picked up Hu Yingshao's cloth shoes.

five minutes.

The earth-shattering sound of vomiting came from the community.

After that, it would come every two to thirty minutes, and the vomiting continued until after eleven o'clock in the afternoon.

…………

"You don't really need to go to the hospital... Vomiting is just affected by the brain..."

Jin Ping An was lying on the back seat of the car, clutching his stomach like a shrimp.

"It's better to check it out. Even if it's nothing, go to the hospital and prescribe some gastrointestinal medicine to relieve it."

Tian Hao ignored Jin Ping'an's dissuasion and insisted on going to the hospital.

"It's all said that it's just temporary vomiting... Didn't you see that I only vomit for two minutes after the retrospective... That's because my consciousness was suddenly kicked out and I haven't recovered... I don't need to take medicine..."

Jin Ping An wanted to sit up straight, but a sharp cramp-like pain came from his abdomen, forcing him to lie down again.

This is not a sequelae, it is simply that he vomits too many times, and when he vomits too hard, it causes abdominal and intestinal cramps.

The two stopped at a red light intersection. Taking advantage of this moment, Jin Ping'an slowly straightened up from the back seat.

"Hey, Lao Tian, ​​the one waiting for the bus on the side of the road...is that the high prosecutor?"

Jin Ping'an pointed to a restaurant not far away and said.

"You read it wrong, they are prosecutors, and they have special cars to pick them up when they travel. Even if they don't want a driver, they will be given a car, how could they take a taxi."

Tian Hao explained the level of prosecutors to Jin Ping'an, looked up at the red light, and glanced in the direction of Jin Ping'an: "The prosecutor's power is much greater than you think, such as our garden district. District mayor, you can just say a word..."

As he spoke, Tian Hao's mouth did not move.

Because Gao Bin was really waiting for the car on the side of the road ahead.

"It should just look more like...?"

Looking at Gao Bin, who was yawning in front of him, Tian Hao wondered if he had recognized the wrong person.

Because the yawning man in front with a lazy expression and a loose tie, leaning against the railing, is completely the same as the high inspector he has ever seen.

Tian Hao slowly approached the car. After all, the other party helped them a lot, so it was too rude to pass by as if he didn't see it.

Gao Bin opened his sleepy eyes slightly, glanced at the license plate number, and after realizing that it was not the taxi he ordered, he closed his eyes again for a nap.

Seeing this, Tian Hao hesitated for two or three seconds, and finally called out bravely: "Is Gao Jian waiting for the bus?"

Silent embarrassment spreads between people and cars.

After about ten seconds, Gao Bin opened his eyes.

Tian Hao suddenly felt that the high inspector in front of him seemed to be a different person.

"Tian Hao?" Gao Bin called out.

Tian Hao laughed dryly: "Haha... Seeing that you didn't answer for a long time, I thought I had recognized the wrong person."

"Are you standing here waiting for the bus?"

Gao Bin pondered for a while, and spit out a word from his mouth: "...Yes."

"It just so happens that I have to go back to the detachment, why don't I send you off?" Tian Hao asked tentatively.

"Can."

Gao Bin nodded and opened the passenger door without hesitation.

The ones for him and Xia Qiyuan had cars, so they could only reimburse the fuel cost, but not the car cost.

"Hello, High Commissioner."

Jin Ping An, who was sitting in the back row, bit his head and said hello.

In the face of Jin Ping'an's greetings, Gao Bin nodded in response, and the leader was full of style.

However, his heart was flustered.

'I just yawned, shouldn't they have seen me? Damn it, how can Da Qing... still meet people from the Criminal Police Team at noon? ’

Tian Hao started the car: "Well, Gao Jian, there is something wrong with Jin Ping'an's body, if you are not busy for the time being, can you go to the hospital with us to get some medicine?

Just in time, I can tell you about the information we have compiled from yesterday to now. "

"Go to the hospital first, your health is important."

Gao Bin glanced at the small evidence box beside Jin Ping'an, and asked, "You guys just got your evidence?"

"That's right, Hu Yingshao came to the detachment to surrender himself this morning. We just came back from his house."

Tian Hao didn't know whether the detachment had notified Gao Bin of this information, so he repeated the interrogation process again.

By the way, he gave a complete description of the information that had been sorted out from yesterday to now, including his own case speculation.

After speaking, Tian Hao's eyes were on the road ahead, but his ears kept waiting for Gao Bin's evaluation.

He wanted to see how the high inspector, who exposed Tao Jun's lies in a few words, thought of himself.

After waiting for about a minute or two, Gao Bin finally spit out a sentence: "...very good."

Tian Hao breathed a sigh of relief. If the leader said that you did a good job, it meant that you did a very good job.

In general, they would just hum and perfunctory.

You ask what is the attitude of the leader if you can't do it?

Have you ever been scolded by your boss?

While Tian Hao was relieved, Gao Bin was full of resentment.

‘Can you not come over to discuss the case with me when I just woke up? ’

'You open your mouth and speak so fast, the ghost knows what you are talking about! ’

After Tian Hao finished talking about the case, the car fell silent again.

He decided to talk about daily life to avoid the awkward atmosphere in the car.

This high inspector doesn't like to talk very much, and Jin Ping'an is a hairy boy who can't speak.

Therefore, the job of creating an atmosphere can only be done by Tian Hao.

"Speaking of the high inspector, did you just stand on the side of the road waiting for the bus? Where's your car?"

"...My colleague had an urgent trip to Nevada City, and he drove away."

It's good not to mention this, but as soon as I raise Bin, I feel even more depressed.

Xia Qiyuan drove the car away in the middle of the night without saying a word, and waited until Neihua to tell him.

In the past two days, he either traveled by Liu Yuan or by taxi.

However, Qianhua City is a tourist city, and taxis are extremely expensive. It’s not that locals can’t apply for discount cards. The money for a ride is enough for a meal.

Tian Hao seemed to be aware of Gao Bin's resentment, so he didn't delve into this issue very well.

He immediately changed the subject: "Have you just finished lunch, Gao Jian? It's really early."

As soon as Gao Bin got in the car, Tian Hao smelled the rice bowl.

"……Yes."

Gao Bin frowned and looked out of the window in embarrassment. He had just woken up for less than an hour.

Strictly speaking...it's his breakfast.

Stop talking again, this high inspector seems to like quiet?

Tian Hao, who hit the wall one after another, did not dare to open his mouth any more.

Along the way, Tian Hao was worried about making people unhappy, and Gao Bin was worried that his personality would collapse, and no one said a word.

Only Jin Ping An covered his stomach and grinned from behind.

…………

The hospital is coming soon.

Gao Bin hinted vaguely that he wanted to stay behind in the car.

Tian Hao wisely left the car keys in the car, and then helped Jin Ping'an to walk towards the main entrance of the hospital.

Jin Ping'an is a frequent visitor to this hospital. Affected by the ability sequelae, he is quite famous in the hospital.

Most doctors have heard of what he calls "familial genetic disease", and they don't care about the family genetic disease of an orphan.

Gossip between doctors, who cares if you are real or fake.

"Isn't this peaceful?"

While Tian Hao was going through the formalities for Jin Ping'an, a doctor in a white coat took the initiative to talk to Jin Ping'an.

Jin Ping'an bowed his body and spit out a sentence with difficulty: "Doctor Fang...Are you off work?"

The person who approached Jin Ping'an was Fang Donghai, the director of the hospital's surgery and a well-known surgeon in Qianhua City.

He has performed nearly 4,000 surgeries since his practice, without any failures.

An existence that all hospitals in Qianhua City want to win over.

Fang Donghai did not leave in a hurry, but sat down beside Jin Ping'an: "Isn't it a headache this time?"

"No, there was an accident." Jin Ping'an said slowly.

"Are you... taking emetic medicine? Vomiting like this?"

Jin Ping'an opened his mouth, and Fang Donghai knew something about it. After all, the taste of stomach acid was still very obvious.

"Motion sickness, motion sickness."

Jin Ping An smiled awkwardly.

While the two were chatting, two men dressed as agricultural workers were observing Jin Ping'an with their mobile phones.

"It's him, right?"

"That's right."

Scarface with the phone nodded.

"Prepare the bomb." Another accomplice called out with a mobile phone.

…………

Tian Hao ran over with the list, so the two-person chat became a three-person chat.

However, Tian Hao was worried that Gao Bin in the car would be impatient, and implicitly hinted that he and the others still had things to do.

Fang Donghai raised his hand and looked at his watch very interestingly, and got up to say goodbye: "I have another operation this afternoon, so I won't chat with you."

"Isn't this peaceful?"

While Tian Hao was going through the formalities for Jin Ping'an, a doctor in a white coat took the initiative to talk to Jin Ping'an.

Jin Ping'an bowed his body and spit out a sentence with difficulty: "Doctor Fang...Are you off work?"

The person who approached Jin Ping'an was Fang Donghai, the director of the hospital's surgery and a well-known surgeon in Qianhua City.

He has performed nearly 4,000 surgeries since his practice, without any failures.

An existence that all hospitals in Qianhua City want to win over.

Fang Donghai did not leave in a hurry, but sat down beside Jin Ping'an: "Isn't it a headache this time?"

"No, there was an accident." Jin Ping'an said slowly.

"Are you... taking emetic medicine? Vomiting like this?"

When Jin Ping'an opened his mouth, Fang Donghai knew something about it. After all, the taste of stomach acid was still very obvious.

"Motion sickness, motion sickness."

Jin Ping An smiled awkwardly.

While the two were chatting, two men dressed as agricultural workers were observing Jin Ping'an with their mobile phones.

"It's him, right?"

"That's right."

Scarface with the phone nodded.

"Prepare the bomb." Another accomplice called out with a mobile phone.

…………

Tian Hao ran over with the list, so the two-person chat became a three-person chat.

However, Tian Hao was worried that Gao Bin in the car would be impatient, and implicitly hinted that he and the others still had things to do.

Fang Donghai raised his hand and looked at his watch very interestingly, and got up to say goodbye: "I have another operation this afternoon, so I won't chat with you."