In this city that never sleeps, the night is always more lively than during the day.
The same is true for the hospital's emergency department.
Black market boxers, members of the club.
The joints were dislocated, the abdomen was shot black, and there was a knife inserted into the forehead.
The doctors in the emergency department have long been used to it.
However, there seemed to be more injuries tonight and more wailings.
The moment the members of Heshengshe were sent to the hospital, Qingchen on the hospital bed had already opened his eyes gently.
He knew that Wang Bingxu had also come to the hospital, and even checked many times that he was or was not there.
Qingchen lying on the hospital bed without looking up to confirm, because he remembered Wang Bingxu's footsteps.
With Wang Bingxu guarding here, he could not leave the hospital.
But sometimes, hunters don’t have to try their best to find prey, or wait for the prey to come to your door.
Outside the ward, the doctors told the nurse to recommend sedatives to them, while muttering to each other: "I heard that several clubs were going to besiege Hengshe, but they turned out to be like this... It's really troublesome, these club members."
"Hengshe has always rarely left a living room," the doctor in the emergency department complained: "It is better if all members of these clubs were beaten to death, so that we can still be dizzy in the middle of the night."
"Shh, the injured man next to you is still awake," a nurse reminded.
The emergency doctor who just complained turned his head calmly and saw the members of the club next to him looking at him fiercely: "What are you looking at? You have to send me here to save you next time you are chopped off. What's wrong with you?"
The members of the club slowly closed their eyes and said nothing.
The emergency doctors in the fourth district have always been so arrogant, and among the people who are least willing to offend members of the community, besides the consortium, the Federal Security Administration Commission, and the Federal Tax Administration Commission, these are the doctors.
When the hospital was in a mess, Wang Bingxu watched the excitement from the side, and even grabbed one or two members of the club who were not seriously injured and asked about what happened tonight.
Ten minutes later, the agents from the PCE Public Security Administration Committee arrived late and began to investigate as if nothing had happened.
In the dim ward where Qingchen was, the boy had slowly stood up and walked out of the ward quietly, with his face changing.
He looked down at his phone, as if everything was settled. When he pushed open the door, the two nurses happened to push the two members of Heshengshe by passing by his ward.
Those are the two most important roles in the community, namely the person and the executive director of the Hoshenshe.
Qingchen stood silently at the door of the ward, waiting for the nurses to push the bed away, and then he walked into the public toilet opposite without changing his face.
In less than a minute, the nurse in the corridor suddenly exclaimed. A red blood stain on the chest of the Heshengshe spokesperson was rapidly expanding, dyeing the entire blue hospital gown red. The nurse reached out to touch the spokesperson's carotid artery, and there was no movement.
Blood flowed out of the chest of Heshengshe dialect, penetrated the moving hospital bed beneath him, and then dripped on the corridor.
PCE agents rushed over when they heard the movement. An experienced detective reached out to touch the chest of the deceased: "There is a piercing injury in the heart, and it was just injured. Who has approached the deceased with a weapon just now?!"
The nurse replied in fear: "No, I really haven't seen anyone take a weapon. Only one boy happened to go to the toilet and passed by us."
The old detective felt something was wrong. Although the PCE Public Security Administration Committee did not like to manage the messy things of the club, it would be a bit too much if someone killed someone under the nose of PCE.
He looked up and saw that there were probe cameras in front and behind the corridor, but the problem was that all the cameras turned to dead corners at some point and did not face the crime scene at all!
Before he could continue to think about anything, he saw the executive director of Heshengshe next to him, "Wei Zihao", suddenly awakened.
He looked at the tragic situation of his own talker and immediately got up from the hospital bed and grabbed the old detective's arm: "Police officer, save me, I don't want to die!"
The old detective frowned and pushed the other party away: "Who wants to kill you?"
Wei Zihao said at the top of his lungs: "Police officer, Hengshe wants to kill me. You see, the people we are talking about have been assassinated. Take me to prison, otherwise Hengshe will definitely kill me."
"You can enter the prison if you want?" the old detective said coldly.
At this time, Wei Zihao suddenly said: "I did the robbery on Taohua Road two years ago. If you don't believe me, I will compare it with the murder weapon. There is also the mechanical limb robbery in District 6 three years ago, and the theft in District 3 seven years ago..."
Wei Zihao said a long series of crimes, which combined would be enough for him to stay in prison for the rest of his life.
The agents became excited. The most important thing in these cases is theft case in the upper three districts. Generally, solving such cases can make great contributions!
But the old detective suddenly said: "The theft case in the upper third district has been solved this year! I remember that the culprit was a man named Liu Dezhu!"
"Yes," Wei Zihao said: "We were being investigated too closely, so we found an unlucky guy named Liu Dezhu to punish us! All the cases we just mentioned were asked to punish him, but the real murderer was not him, it was me!"
The PCE agents were stunned. Wei Zihao was actually evading Hengshe to go to prison and was admitted to all charges.
At this time, no one noticed that a transparent silk thread suddenly loosened on Wei Zihao's wrist, and a young man walked back to the ward from the public toilet, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
The old detective suddenly pointed at Qingchen and asked the nurse: "Is he who just passed by you?"
The nurse shook her head: "No."
"Really not?" the old inspector frowned.
"No, he looks like this. If it were him, I would definitely remember it," the nurse said.
The old detective rushed into the toilet, but found that the window of the toilet had been opened and the cold wind outside was pouring into it.
He looked at the window, but there was nothing outside the window.
Have you escaped from the window? This is the first floor, and it is easier to escape from the window.
At this time, Qingchen returned to the ward with expressionless face, and even his posture before getting up without any change.
The key to the purge of sin is not to see how many members he can kill and win the society, but to find the real murderer.
Qingchen's cell phone vibrated. When he opened it, he saw a message from him: "Actually, if the PCE Level 3 Inspector is serious, you still have flaws. After all, only you come out of the toilet, he will at least ask you if you have seen any suspicious people just now."
Qingchen thought about it and replied to the message: "If I were an ordinary person, of course there were flaws, but it was different now. Wang Bingxu would help me solve this flaw."
"What does it mean?" Yi was a little confused.
Qingchen did not answer, but put down his cell phone.
At this moment, Wang Bingxu was also attracted by the movements in the corridor. He glanced at the blood on the ground and the PCE agent, and felt something was wrong.
Why is there nothing wrong with the other ward door, but something happened to the door of this ward?
He hurried to Qingchen's bedside and found that the boy's sleeping position was exactly the same as before.
Qingchen turned around gently: "Hey, why are you here?"
"Oh, the boss is afraid that the doctor will not care about you, so he asked me to take a look," Wang Bingxu scratched his head: "Just see if you are fine, I'll go out first."
The next second, the old detective had already returned from the toilet and returned to the corridor, wanting to enter Qingchen's ward to check.
As a result, as soon as he pushed the door, he ran into Wang Bingxu.
Wang Bingxu said coldly: "What are you going to do?"
The old detective also responded coldly: "PCE handles the case, if you don't want to die, get out of here."
But Wang Bingxu swung his arm and slapped him in the face: "My name is Wang Bingxu. This ward is full of Li's people. Who the mother allowed you to handle the case?"
The old detective was slapped around in the spot, but the first thing he did when he stopped was to apologize: "Sorry, sorry, I don't know you are from Li."
"Get out," said Wang Bingxu.
The ward door was closed and the room fell into darkness again.
Outside the ward, Wei Zihao was crying: "What happened just now? Police officer, I was wronged."
"You just said it was too conclusive to count the evidence of the crime. It's too late to say it's wronged," an agent said coldly: "Our people have now searched for the evidence you mentioned. Don't worry, it will definitely be a tough case for you."
Qingchen took out his cell phone: "When will Liu Dezhu be released from prison?"
"It's enough to wait until Wei Zihao is filed by the PCE Safety Committee tomorrow," Yi replied.
"Huh, are there no other process in the middle?" Qing Chen was puzzled: "In theory, it should be necessary to file a case and retrieve it first, and then make up all the evidence to declare Wei Zihao guilty, and then Liu Dezhu can be acquitted."
"Wei Zihao's case is a foregone conclusion. I can open a back door for you and release Liu Dezhu in advance," Yi said: "Anyway, there is one more person in it and one less person, and no one can find it. Remember, three days later, go to take the taboo ACE-011, 'Winning people with virtue'."
Qingchen couldn't help but sigh that in the prison's three-point land, Yi really did whatever he wanted, and I don't know why the Federation gave artificial intelligence so much power.
This may be related to Yi's father Ren Xiaosu, who plays an important role in the entire federal history, and Yi should be considered an orthodox second-generation official.
Yi asked: "Is there anything else next?"
Qingchen thought for a while: "Thank you for helping me, Li Dongze."
According to Li Dongze's style of conduct, all the members of Hesheng Society should have been killed tonight, but for the sake of Qingchen, Li Dongze left some living for each society.
"Don't you thank me?" Yi asked curiously: "I have helped a lot tonight. If it weren't for me, He Shengshe wouldn't have been sent to this hospital... By the way, I like another girl recently..."
Qingchen closed his eyes and stopped replying to messages.
After waiting for a long time, "Are you still here?"