At Jiangbei Anding Hospital, the attending physician Dr. Yang is introducing the condition of patient Zhang Dahu to the female detective Hu Rong. He is an old doctor in his early fifties, with a kind face and always smiling. He is wearing a neat white coat and is an intellectual.
His elegance and steady spirit as a medical worker came to his face. It is said that he cured no less than a thousand patients, and everyone affectionately called him "Uncle Yang"...
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"Patient Zhang Dahu in bed 57 has a typical paranoid psychosis. He fantasizes about someone killing him all day long. We have arranged several treatment plans for his illness. It is now the third course of treatment, and the effect is quite obvious." Dr. Yang
explain.
"I want to see the patient, is that okay?" Hu Rong said.
"Okay!" Uncle Yang smiled heartily, and led Hu Rong through several tight barbed wires and iron fences, to the door of Ward No. 57 upstairs, opened the peep window on the door, took a look inside, and then said
Hu Rong said: "Officer Hu, he is inside."
Hu Rong looked around. The facilities in Anding Hospital reminded her of a detention center, but the atmosphere here was more depressing and weird than the detention center. There was an indescribable eerie feeling.
Zhang Dahu is a relatively dangerous patient, so he stays alone in a ward. However, it is already the third course of treatment and the risk is relatively low, so Dr. Yang motioned to the nurse to open the door.
A burly male nurse took out a large bunch of keys from his waist, unlocked the door, pushed open the iron door, and shouted in a loud voice: "No. 57, Dr. Yang sees that you are here."
Zhang Dahu, who was curled up on the bed, immediately jumped up and stood at attention beside the bed. The Tiger Lord who used to dominate Jiangbei has now become haggard and pale. His beer belly and pork belly are gone. His cheeks are thin and his eyes are twinkling. There is no trace of his past.
of majesty.
"Zhang Dahu, how are you feeling today? Is there anyone else who wants to kill you?" Doctor Yang asked kindly.
"I'm telling Uncle Yang, I feel very good today. No one killed me. It was all my fantasy." Zhang Dahu straightened his back and said without squinting.
"Then what should you do?" Dr. Yang continued to ask.
"I will cooperate with the treatment and strive for a speedy recovery, and I will never let down Uncle Yang's expectations."
"Very good. Someone is coming to see you. You have to behave well and don't embarrass our Anding Hospital." Uncle Yang patted Zhang Dahu on the shoulder with satisfaction.
"Promise to complete the task." Zhang Dahu said firmly.
At Hu Rong's request, the male nurse and Doctor Yang left the ward, leaving Hu Rong alone. She was not worried about what harm the manic mental patient Zhang Dahu would do to her. Everyone in the system knew that
Not all patients in Anding Hospital have mental problems. Sometimes, departments at the county and township levels often send some professional petitioners to be hospitalized. Although Zhang Dahu is not among them, he is also the kind of person who is sent in with money, and this one
The unit that helped Zhang Dahu pay for his medical expenses was Development Development.
"Okay, there's no one else here, relax, let me ask you a question, have you seen this person before?" Hu Rong took out a photo, which showed a man in sunglasses that had been repaired with PS.
"I've never seen it!" Zhang Dahu said categorically, without even looking at the photo.
"Think again, have you ever seen this person in the community where you rented a house when you were in the provincial capital?" Hu Rong was tempting, but Zhang Dahu didn't respond at all, his eyes were dull, and he said: "I haven't seen him before.
I don’t know anyone, and no one killed me. It was all my fantasy. Uncle Yang gave me electrotherapy for my own good. I am grateful to Uncle Yang and will never do it again."
Hu Rong took out a piece of tissue in disgust and handed it over: "Wipe your saliva."
Zhang Dahu refused to take the tissue paper and still muttered: "I don't want to have electricity, I don't want to have electricity, I want to be a good patient of Uncle Yang."
"You're not really a psycho, are you?" Hu Rong was greatly disappointed. She looked back unconsciously and saw that the two eyes on the window were blinking. Someone was watching.
Hu Rong walked over and ordered without politeness: "Please close it!"
"Officer Hu, we are also doing this for your own good. If the patient loses control, it will be very dangerous." It was Dr. Yang's kind and magnetic voice.
"I said close it." Hu Rong repeated it again, her voice already chilling.
Uncle Yang said regretfully: "Okay, but you have to bear all the consequences." After saying that, he closed the viewing window and left with the male nurse.
Hu Rong turned around and said sarcastically: "Your Uncle Yang is gone, so you don't have to pretend anymore."
With a plop, Zhang Dahu fell to his knees and said with tears: "Officer Hu, I'm not crazy, I really am not crazy, I will tell you everything you want to know, tell you everything! I just ask you to take me out! Please, please."
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"Tell me first who this person is! Then I will decide whether to take you away." Hu Rong hugged her arms and looked down at Master Hu and said.
"Hao Tian, from the Security Department of the Great Development, has been a soldier and is ruthless. He wanted to kill me last time in the provincial capital!" Zhang Dahu said incoherently, looking nervously at the door from time to time, for fear that someone might suddenly rush in through the door.
The man in the white coat pinned him down on the electrotherapy chair.
"Are you willing to testify?"
"I'm willing! As long as you take me out of here, I'm willing to be sentenced to ten years in prison!" Zhang Dahu scratched his face with snot and tears. He knelt on the ground and grabbed one of Officer Hu's feet, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw. How could he be like that back then?
A little bit of the posture of a river and lake tycoon.
"Okay, come with me!" Hu Rong turned around, opened the door, and walked away with Zhang Dahu. Uncle Yang and several male nurses were stunned: "Officer Hu, you can't take the patient away, he is still under treatment."
"Dr. Yang, I have to take this patient away. I will be responsible for any problems." Hu Rong said expressionlessly. She glanced at the two male nurses with electric shock devices on their waists with her cold eyes, and gently opened the bottom of her shirt.
, revealing the black pistol handle inside.
Doctor Yang knew Hu Rong's identity. She was the daughter of the deputy mayor and secretary of the Political and Legal Committee. Anding Hospital could not offend him, but it could not offend the person who sent Zhang Dahu to the hospital.
"Officer Hu, would you like me to make a call?" Doctor Yang smiled warmly, took out his mobile phone from the leather holster around his waist and started dialing the number.
"You call your phone, I'll leave mine." Hu Rong ignored him at all, walked to the door and shook the iron fence vigorously: "Open the door! If you don't open the door, I will break it!"
The female detective went crazy and no one could stop her. The male nurses had no choice but to open the door and let the two of them out. After exiting the gate of Anding Hospital, Hu Rong took out the handcuffs and put them on Zhang Dahu. Zhang Dahu burst into tears: "Hu
Officer, thank you for saving me. Even if I stay in prison for the rest of my life, I will never enter this Hall of Hell again. The prison is not in the business of corporally punishing prisoners. They electrocute people all day long."
Hu Rong sneered: "You will get what you want." She stepped on the accelerator and the Grand Cherokee sped away. In the office of Anding Hospital, Dr. Yang looked at the police car going away and said into the microphone: "Yes, this is the situation. People
He has been taken away to the city."
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Zhang Dahu was taken to the criminal police team. He knew everything and talked about everything. He poured beans out of a bamboo tube and told everything he knew. In fact, everyone knew about the dirty things about the development, but they didn't know as much as Zhang Dahu.
, so detailed, if Zhang Dahu’s testimony is true, it would not be a problem for Nie Wanlong to at least receive a suspended death sentence.
The murderer who killed Yu Xiaotong was Hao Tian, the killer of Dakai who failed to assassinate Zhang Dahu last time. If he had a name, it would be easier to find out. Hu Rong immediately led a team to launch a search. When they arrived at Dakai, the security department said that Hao Tian was the one who killed Yu Xiaotong.
He resigned in May, his whereabouts are unknown, and his home address is out of date.
This was not a problem for Officer Hu. She used a little trick to get Hao Tian's address from a security guard. She rushed over with someone and took a look. The rental house was in a mess. Apparently, he had just escaped.
"Notify the airport, station and terminal, and arrest Hao Tian immediately if you see him!" Hu Rong took out a two-inch photo and looked at it in front of her. She just tore it off from the outstanding employees column on the wall of the security department of the Great Development Development.
Hao Tian's hair is cropped, his face is upright and expressionless, and there is a hint of violence in his eyebrows.
The photos were faxed to various checkpoints, stations, wharves and other places. The police tightened their control outside and launched a manhunt. At the same time, Hu Rong also led several criminal police officers to the development to arrest Nie Wanlong.
"Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhang, Xiao Wu, come with me!" Hu Rong refused to do anything and decided to arrest Nie Wanlong for interrogation.
Wanlong Building was surrounded by flowers and colorful flags. The huge inflatable arch had slogans welcoming friends from all walks of life. It seemed like some kind of event was being held. Two police cars sped over. Hu Rong took the lead and jumped out of the car, leading several criminal policemen into the glass and spinning around.
When he opened the door, two security guards with headsets and suits came forward to stop him: "Who are you looking for?"
"Police officers are on official duty, get out of the way!" Hu Rong showed her work ID and stepped onto the elevator without stopping. The two security guards did not dare to stop her and hurriedly used the intercom to notify Vice President Wei.
"It doesn't matter, let her come up." After Vice President Wei finished speaking, he put down the walkie-talkie, shook his head helplessly, and smiled bitterly at the man in front of him: "That detective flower of yours is here again. There is really nothing you can do against her. It's ironclad."
I can’t get along with our large-scale development.”
The man standing in front of Wei Liangxin was political commissar Li of the branch. At this time, he was carrying out security tasks for the conference with the policemen assigned by the branch. He was stunned when he heard the news. This little Hu, he really understands the overall situation.
None. Now is a critical moment for the city to seize construction projects. As a star development company in the city, Dalian Development has won the trust of Secretary Li and has undertaken the construction tasks of the ancient city in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. I heard that they also want to build the international airport project.
Participate.
Today, Mr. Huo, a foreign businessman, came to Jiangbei City in person. Accompanied by Secretary Li, he came to Wanlong Building to hold a project negotiation meeting. Friends from domestic and foreign media and celebrities from all walks of life came to the scene. If Hu Rong causes any trouble at this time, then
It's not a matter of punishment anymore. You might have to take off your hat.
At the elevator entrance, as soon as the stainless steel door opened, Political Commissar Li led a few people to block Hu Rong's footsteps.
"Xiao Hu, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to arrest the criminal suspect Nie Wanlong, who is suspected of murder."
"Luan Tanqin, didn't you see there's a meeting going on here? Secretary Li has even arrived at the scene in person. Go back quickly!"
Hu Rong became stubborn and insisted: "Can't we arrest a murderer who is having a meeting with Secretary Li? Which law stipulates this?"
Political Commissar Li smiled awkwardly and was about to clear a path when suddenly the sound of leather shoes hitting the marble floor came from behind.
"Nonsense, let me shoot her!" With an angry order, Hu Yuejin, secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee, rushed to the scene. It was already the end of May, and the weather was quite hot, but Deputy Mayor Hu was wearing a straight suit.
Wearing a suit and tie, with a bunch of flowers on his chest, and his hair meticulously combed back, he looked radiant and quite stylish.
"Am I not clear? Take Hu Rong's gun off! Suspended for inspection!" Seeing that everyone was in a daze, Hu Yuejin repeated it again.
Hu Rong was stunned for a moment, then angrily took off her gun and pushed it to Political Commissar Li, then turned around and entered the elevator and went downstairs.
"Lao Hu, the child is still young, so he should pay attention to his methods." Political Commissar Li advised him kindly.
Hu Yuejin stared at Political Commissar Li and said, "This kid is getting more and more outrageous. If he doesn't care anymore, something big will happen sooner or later."
Political Commissar Li still smiled and echoed: "Yes, yes."
Vice President Wei, who was at the end of the corridor in the distance, shook his head regretfully, turned around and left.