Volume Three, Chapter Sixteen, Portrait of the Criminal
In the next period of time, Lu Sheng and Hu Shier took turns taking care of Xiao Zhu. Xiao Zhu's health was no longer serious, but there will be a scar on his forehead after he recovers and is discharged from the hospital.
Sometimes Xiaoqing would come to the hospital to visit Xiao Zhu. Xiaoqing didn't look much older than Xiao Zhu, but in fact she was only thirty years old.
Xiao Zhu called Lu Sheng master, so of course he should call Xiao Qing his master, but Xiao Qing refused. She didn't want to take advantage of others and make herself look very old, but Xiao Zhu insisted on calling Xiao Qing his master.
Hu Shier still calls Lu Sheng his master and Xiaoqing as sister Xiaoqing. Because of this period of contact, Hu Shier and Xiao Zhu have become closer. But they still haven’t pierced the thin layer.
Thin window paper.
"In the future, if you have a hairstyle with bangs, you can cover it up." Xiao Zhu looked at Hu Shi'er and said in a tentative tone.
"It's just a scar on the forehead, what does it matter? How can a policeman love beauty so much?"
"It's also very masculine. Girls like this, right, Sister Xiao Hu?" Xiaoqing teased Hu Shier and said this deliberately.
"Yes..." Hu Shier stopped immediately as soon as she spoke. She looked at Xiaoqing with a smirk on her face, and her face immediately turned red, "Just tease me, Sister Xiaoqing."
Lu Sheng sat aside. He looked at Xiaoqing and smiled, and he also laughed.
"If I get married in the future, I won't be confused by them calling me master and then calling Xiaoqing sister?" Lu Sheng thought happily, but when he thought about it, he immediately frowned, "
Will there be a future?"
Lu Sheng began to ask himself those unknown questions again. Why was he admitted to the hospital? And he was still in a coma? Is it because my sleepiness has become more serious?
Lu Sheng actually didn't want to think about these anymore, but these always appeared suddenly in his thoughts.
"Xiao Zhu, how are you?" Meng Kenan's voice came in before he even entered the room.
"Brother Nan is here."
Seeing Meng Kenan walk into the ward, Xiao Zhu greeted him happily. Meng Kenan took the umbrella directly into the room, and he quickly turned around and put it at the door.
"We two happen to be brothers in need. I have a scar on the left side of my forehead, and you have a bloom on the right side of your forehead, haha..." Meng Kenan saw Xiaoqing and said hello quickly, "Sister-in-law is here too!"
Xiaoqing looked at Meng Kenan and nodded in agreement, then turned to Lu Sheng and said, "Lu Sheng, I'm going home first."
"Master, I have to go back to work." After saying that, Xiaoqing and Hu Shier left first.
"It just so happens that the rain outside is not that heavy now!" Meng Kenan said to them as he watched the two of them walk to the door.
Now that these three people were left in the room, Meng Kenan put away his smile, looked at Lu Sheng and Xiao Zhu, and said seriously, "Can you two really not describe each other's appearance clearly?
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Xiao Zhu saw Bai Longqiang's terrifying appearance clearly at that time, but the appearance he finally described was too realistic and had no use value.
Because the comrades in the police station finally agreed that Xiao Zhu was too frightened and thus described the suspect as inhuman.
In the end, the police station pinned its hopes of identifying the murderer on Lu Sheng.
Of course Lu Sheng knew how difficult it was to tell the murderer's appearance. Should he identify a dead man as the murderer? So Lu Sheng insisted that the other party was wearing a mask, and finally simply described Bai Longqiang's eye features.
Meng Kenan looked at them in confusion, really unable to understand what was going on here, "That's strange, Xiao Zhu never mentioned a mask from the beginning to the end, yet you kept saying that the murderer was wearing a mask."
Lu Sheng insisted on his statement and responded to Meng Kenan, "He plans to kill someone. Isn't it normal to wear a mask to disguise it?"
Xiao Zhu, who was leaning on the hospital bed, leaned forward and emphasized, "Brother Nan, this is really the truth. You said the person I described is a ghost, but I really feel like I saw a ghost!"
"Please stop me. Don't always say those feudal and superstitious things. Xiao Zhu, let me tell you, there are no ghosts in this world. I don't believe what you are saying."
Meng Kenan looked at Lu Sheng again and continued, "Lao Lu, do you think there are ghosts in this world?"
Lu Sheng thought of everything. He knew that what Xiao Zhu said was true, and he also knew that what Meng Kenan said was scientific. Lu Sheng thought for a moment and said meaningfully:
"Yes, are there ghosts in this world? I think there is at least one kind of ghost, which is the ghost in people's hearts. It is not anywhere else but lives in people's hearts."
Meng Kenan stared at Lu Sheng and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Just talking about these illusory things, let me ask you, are there ghosts living in your heart?"
Lu Sheng was stunned. He didn't expect Meng Kenan to ask such a question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Seeing Lu Sheng's bewildered expression, Meng Kenan laughed, and Xiao Zhu also laughed, "Master, this is the first time I see you being fooled by Brother Nan so seriously, haha..."
This was really a joke that the speaker was unintentional but the listener was intentional. Meng Kenan and Xiao Zhu thought it was a joke, but they didn't expect that it was actually the dilemma Lu Sheng was facing now, because there really was a ghost living in Lu Sheng's heart.
Who is that ghost? Is it just the fierce ghost Bai Longqiang? Or is it Xiaoqing and Father Lu who have been dead for a long time?
Lu Sheng fell into thinking and thought fiercely, "There must be an evil ghost in my heart. It is controlling me. I want to find it out and kill it!"
For people in the dream, what kind of dream is this? This is obviously reality. Some things can only be felt by personal experience. Lu Sheng couldn't help but sigh now. It turned out that he fainted or fell into a coma.