After Liu Yuan left, the ward fell into a deathly silence.
The case seemed to have reached a dead end.
Jin Pingan's pupils were dim and he stared blankly at the sheets.
Tian Hao patted him on the shoulder: "Ping An, look at it openly, they can be lawless for a while, but they can't be lawless for a lifetime.
We can keep an eye on them all the time, but they cannot be wary of us all the time.
They can hide the truth now, but one day we will catch them."
"Then...how long will this take, and how many victims will there be?"
Jin Pingan asked.
"hehe."
A chuckle full of irony came from the side.
"Then what do you think we should do? There is no great deed that can be achieved without sacrifice.
Regardless of whether you investigate or not, they will continue their evil deeds. If you have time to feel sorry for yourself here, you might as well take action as soon as possible."
The messenger's sarcasm was sharp.
As he said, rather than thinking about what is there or not, it is better to continue investigating quickly.
"messenger."
Tian Hao looked at him seriously: "Ping An's age is not even half of mine."
"So what."
The messenger did not take the fact that Jin Ping'an was only a sixteen-year-old boy to heart.
"Since you are determined to investigate the case to the end, you should act quickly.
No matter what you think in your mind, the reality will not change at all for you. Instead of thinking about it, it is better to use practical actions to divert your attention.
If you despair of this society, just listen to the deputy captain just now and give up the investigation.
As Tian Hao said, you are not half as old as others, you are just a naive little kid, and the adult world is not something that people of your age should interfere with."
Fifteen-year-olds and sixteen-year-olds belong to the sentimental age group, and they are also the age group that is most easily influenced or bewitched by others.
Although Jin Ping'an is slightly more mature than his peers, in the final analysis, his social experience lies there.
When encountering something like this, it is normal to feel despair and helplessness.
They only saw the setbacks and troubles in front of them, and felt regretful and regretful about them, but they did not look at the scene beyond.
If things really hadn't turned around at all, Tian Hao and the others would have resigned one after another.
The messenger glanced at Tian Hao: "How long are you going to play a sad drama with this kid? He is not as slender as you think."
Tian Hao originally wanted to wait for Jin Ping'an to calm down before discussing the case, but was rudely interrupted by the messenger.
Having said that this was the job, Tian Hao could only bite the bullet and speak.
"Although Wang Youcai was released, he still left behind a criminal record. Wang Sheng disappeared and Tao Jun ran away. Both of them worked under him. He will not be able to escape the relationship after all. In the future, after we find relevant clues, we can arrest him at any time.
Summoned."
Is there such a thing?
Jin Pingan looked at Tian Hao in astonishment.
Although he is a consultant to the criminal police team in name, he is essentially a clue tool and 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 and summons.
But a summons is a summons, and there is no evidence, so even if you arrest the person, it will be useless.
Thinking of this, Jin Pingan's head drooped again.
"Are you going to continue lying on the bed and hold up the body, or are you going to seize the time to collect evidence?"
asked the messenger.
"But the clue..."
"Aren't the missing Wang Sheng and the escaped Tao Jun clues?"
Jin Pingan slowly opened his eyes.
"I already expected that you guys wouldn't be able to do anything here."
Xinxin looked at Jin Ping'an and the two with an expression that looked at Patrick Daxing: "I knew from the beginning that this would be the outcome if you arrested Wang You."
"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 I use them to attract 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 focus their attention on this matter.
They will think about whether they have exposed the truth somewhere, so they have no intention to track down other things."
"Something else?"
Tian Hao murmured.
"Wang Youcai and Wang Sheng are from the same hometown. From the perspective of seniority, he should call Wang Sheng uncle. Logically speaking, the relationship between fellow villagers is more trustworthy than that of Tao Jun, an outsider.
If you think about it carefully, why did they deal with the good Wang Sheng? 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."
Tian Hao seemed to understand something here, and his eyes gradually brightened.
"According to my investigation of Wang Youcai, although he is not a good person, considering the relationship, Wang Sheng's treatment from him is better than that of some corporate executives. He is responsible for all matters, big and small.
On the other hand, according to Wang Sheng's information file, he had been in the army for several years. His straightforward personality made his security guards think highly of him, and Wang Sheng himself was not a treacherous and evil person who wanted to pick things up.
So, what happened that turned the two of them against each other and made Wang Youcai take huge risks to get rid of Wang Sheng?"
Some people are in the light but their hearts are in the darkness, and some people are in the darkness but their hearts are in the light.
Everyone was reminded of this, and even Jin Ping'an thought of the reason.
"You mean, Wang Sheng has evidence that can kill them?"
The messenger nodded: "This is just my guess, but the possibility is very high."
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Jin Pingan's emotional fluctuations and memory are as good as those of chimpanzees.
Just a moment ago, she was still trying to live and die, with a look like "I'm sorry for eating this person alive", but now she turned into a square dancing lady who sang about good luck and danced with little apples.
The seamless connection between the two modes made Tian Hao dumbfounded.
After two or three years, I still haven’t seen through the true nature of Jin Ping’an’s horse monkey.
With your powers of observation, how can you be a detective? Go home and farm.
"Would it be useful to tell you earlier? I just inquired about Wang Sheng's identity, but I was followed and investigated by those people, and the police came over... Haha."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jin Ping'an said worriedly: "But Wang Sheng has been missing for almost three months. Even if there is evidence, they would have destroyed it long ago..."
"No one can say for sure, but they are still concerned about Wang Sheng, which proves that they most likely have not found evidence that Wang Sheng was hiding."
The courier left the window and headed for the door.
"Wait, where are you going?"
Jin Pingan shouted hurriedly.
"Does it matter to you where I go?" the messenger replied.
Tian Hao slowly stood up and looked at the messenger solemnly: "If you find evidence, what are you going to do? Like what you did seven years ago?"
The messenger put his hand on the doorknob and said: "Does it matter to you what I want to do?"
"If possible, I hope you can cooperate with the police as you did before..."
"Then what? Look at the miserable state you are in now. Suspensions and major demerits. Who will hand over the key evidence to you people?"
The messenger sneered: "In order not to affect the progress on your side, I have been delaying the progress of the investigation.
Now, the idealists' actions have ended, and I will investigate this matter in my own way, so it's my turn next, no objection."
Hearing this, Tian Hao's spirit tightened instantly: "Qianhua is not Neihua! Now is not seven years ago, you can't..."
"I don't have any deep grudge against them. It won't reach the same level as seven years ago."
The messenger opened the door: "I will only hand over the evidence to reliable people. Who can let you fail?"
With the sound of the door closing, only the unwilling Tian Hao and Jin Ping'an were left standing on the bed.
"Lao Tian, please accompany me to go through the discharge procedures."
Jin Pingan shook his groggy head, took off his hospital gown and put on casual clothes.
"Isn't it okay with your body?"
"Although my head still hurts a little, it can be relieved by taking medicine and there is no big problem."
Jin Pingan picked up the medicine bottle and stuffed it into his trouser pocket: "Besides, Lejia has a flight at noon, so we have to rush to the airport to pick him up."
"Lejia? Has his affairs in the Euroleague been settled?"
Tian Hao, who had always been steady in front of Jin Pingan, couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face.
"Yes, he immediately went through the formalities to come back after he heard that I overused my backtracking ability again... Obviously I wanted to solve the incident on my own this time."
Jin Pingan sighed lightly, looking slightly unwilling.
Although the two are thousands of miles apart, Jin Pingan has been discussing the progress of the case with him.
When Le Jia comes back, this case will definitely be advanced quickly.
Jin Pingan's mood relaxed a lot when he thought of this.
"It doesn't matter, you have worked hard."
Tian Hao encouraged.
"Can you please stop using that tone of comforting a child?"
Tian Hao put on an expression like 'Is now the time to worry about that kind of problem?'
"I'll leave the investigation to Wang Sheng to you and Le Jia. Lao Jiang and I are going to track down Tao Jun. Tao Jun must also have key information, otherwise he won't run away after hearing the news."
"No one knows what the messenger is thinking, if he chooses to expose the scandal to force the higher-ups to take action.
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 of them walked out of the ward while discussing their next actions.
The room fell into complete silence, with only the breeze blowing the curtains, as if saying goodbye to them.
…………
"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is descending. Please return to your original seat and sit down, put away the table board, and adjust the seat back to the normal position..."
A young man wearing a sleep mask raised his hand to take off the mask and looked outside the cabin.
Following a burst of tremors, the plane began to stabilize.
The scene outside the window went backwards rapidly from the beginning to gradually slowing down.
The young man looked at the scene outside the window with a faint smile on his face. With his delicate and kind face, he looked very much like the prince in the fairy tale.
After getting off the plane, he took a deep breath: "...Qianhua City, 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 a good buddy in the eyes of his male classmates, a prince charming in the eyes of his female classmates, a good boy in the eyes of his neighbors, and an 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 this handsome young man with an innocent smile, and waved her hands sheepishly: "It's nothing, just a small problem...ah."
While talking, a makeup box fell out, but luckily it was caught by Cheng Lejia, who has quick hands and eyes.
"Thanks……"
The female passenger took the makeup box and was about to say thank you when the backpack in her hand was snatched away by Cheng Lejia.
In the bewildered eyes of the female passenger, the backpack zipper that had tortured her the entire journey was restored to its original state in the hands of the young man.
"Thank you so much."
The female passenger breathed a sigh of relief and said very sincerely.
"You are welcome."
Cheng Lejia squinted his eyes and waved his hand gently: "The shuttle bus is about to leave, we'd better get on it quickly."
"Uh-huh."
After leaving the airport, Cheng Lejia was about to call a taxi when she received a call.
It was Jin Pingan who called.
He pressed the answer button and heard Jin Ping'an shouting: "Look to the left!"
Cheng Lejia looked around and saw Jin Ping'an waving in the distance.
"Didn't I tell you to just rest and stop running here?"
Cheng Lejia had a helpless smile on his face and looked at Jin Ping'an like he was looking at his naughty pet dog.
"As I said, I'm fine. I just used it five times in a row. After a while, I'll be fine."
Listening to the explanation on the other end of the phone, Cheng Lejia shook his head helplessly and walked towards Jin Pingan.
…………
On one side is the joy of reunion, and on the other side is the separation of life and death.
Drip, drip, drip.
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.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Miss An, it's okay, it's okay."
The nurse knew that her comfort was weak, but An Sien's mother's remaining life was like a candle in the wind, and it might be extinguished at any time.
No one can guarantee that she will survive this time.
In the face of terminal illness, no matter what words of comfort you say, they will seem very empty.
Because terminal illness will not change because of a few words from a person, it will grant death to everyone equally.
An Sien did not yell, but clenched his fists and shed tears silently.
A trace of blood seeped out from the palm of his hand and dripped on the white dress.
"what did you say?"
The nurse involved in the rescue saw An's mother's mouth opening and closing, and immediately put her ears to hers.
"Stop...let...Sien..."
The doctor glanced at the electrocardiogram and ordered: "Bring me a cardiac shot."
One needle goes in and the rescue continues.
Under the influence of the cardiac acupuncture, Ma An's voice rose slightly: "Doctor...that's all right...call Si'en over..."
The doctor remained silent, and after another fifteen minutes, he finally gave up.
Seeing that everyone had stopped what they were doing, An Sien quickly rushed forward, 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 of them to say their final farewells.
"Woo...Mom...Woo..."
An Sien's vision blurred for a while. She kept wiping her eyes, but she couldn't wipe them clean.
An's mother reluctantly raised her hand to pick up the sheet, and gently wiped the blood on An Sien's palms from the nails piercing the flesh.
The effect of cardiotonic drugs is getting weaker and weaker.
An's mother felt her body getting weaker and weaker and sighed softly.
There are so many things I want to say, but there is simply no time.
"Go home...go take off our photo...it contains...for you..."
An's mother's voice became weaker and weaker. At the end of her speech, her lips could only be seen moving, but no sound came out.
In the end, she closed her eyes forever before she even finished speaking this complete sentence.
An Sien grabbed her mother's hand tightly, as if trying to snatch it back from the hands of the god of death.
But the temperature of that skinny hand continued to drop, no matter how tight she held it, it would not stay warm.