"Usually, when we make inquiry notes, we use computer templates. Brother Shen went directly to the hospital that day, so he probably didn't make it too standardized. He just took a few pieces of paper and wrote down the situation. Besides, he usually doesn't have much information.
Having access to these documents, it is understandable that there are some omissions. Besides, the hospital has patient medical records with detailed identity information, so I guess the magicians did not write them on them." I guessed.
"Yes, it doesn't have much impact at all. It mainly depends on the content of the subsequent inquiries." Wen Xin said with relief.
When we were approaching the hospital, Wen Xin asked me to stop for a moment. I parked the car and asked her what was wrong. She pointed to the transcript and said, "Look at this sentence."
"Officer, I have something else to do and I want to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."
"You'll be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon? Weren't you seriously injured that night? Just rest for a few more days."
"It's just a little pain in my chest, it's not a big problem." (Wen Xin pointed at this sentence)
"What did the doctor say?"
"The attending doctor has agreed."
The above is a conversation between the magic stick and the driver of the off-road vehicle. I asked Wen Xin what the problem was, and she pointed to that sentence and said: "On the night of the car accident, the doctor said it would take 24 hours for the driver to wake up. Logically speaking, the injury should be relatively serious.
, but he said so quickly that he had no big problem and was eager to be discharged from the hospital."
I responded: "Most people don't like to stay in the hospital because they find it uncomfortable and inconvenient, so it's understandable that he deliberately said that he didn't have any major problems and wanted to be discharged early."
"Then does his physical condition allow it? Can he move freely so soon?" Wen Xin continued to question.
"Maybe we can ask a friend to pick him up from the hospital."
"This can be explained, but on the other hand it doesn't make sense." Wen Xin frowned.
"Which aspect?" I was curious.
"As you saw this afternoon, that off-road vehicle is very new. Generally speaking, new cars have relatively comprehensive insurance, which includes driver's insurance. Although the car does not belong to the driver, he can still enjoy this insurance, but the insurance
The important proof for reimbursement is the hospital's expense list. The driver's rush to leave the hospital means that he is the only one to bear the subsequent treatment. I don't think normal people would do such a loss, right?"
Wen Xin's words made sense. I followed her train of thought and tried to analyze: "If I borrow someone else's car, I must cherish it more than my own car, because the person who can lend you the car must trust you."
I cannot let you down as a good friend. If my car is hit, I will feel very guilty. I will repair the car as soon as possible and return it to the owner in good condition. At this point, the driver does the same thing.
Something is abnormal."
"So, this driver makes me feel weird." Wen Xin said, staring at the transcript.
Originally, I had no interest in this transcript, but now the questions raised by Wen Xin aroused my doubts, so I started to read the transcript carefully with her.
As I watched, my eyes fell on the following sentences -
"What were you doing in City M on the night of the car accident?"
"I went to visit a friend in the county during the day, had dinner at his house, and then returned to M city to stay, preparing to return to the provincial capital early the next morning."
"You rushed to the city so late, weren't you afraid that you wouldn't be able to book a hotel?"
"No, I have already made a phone reservation before setting off."
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At this time, Wen Xin was about to turn the page, and I quickly stopped her. She guessed what I had discovered and asked softly: "What's the problem?"
"The driver said he was going back to the provincial capital early the next morning, but it was already after ten o'clock at night when the incident occurred. He rushed back to the city so late just to sleep? Furthermore, if he wanted to return to the provincial capital, he would have to take the expressway directly from the county.
It's closer than taking the expressway from the city, so it seems a bit redundant for him to go back to the city." I shook my head slightly.
After hearing what I said, Wen Xin remained silent, which made me a little uneasy. Just when I was about to ask her what she thought of my analysis, she slapped her thigh and said, "Why didn't I think of that!"
"What comes to mind?" I asked.
"Go to the hospital!" Wen Xin looked a little anxious, which made me even more confused.
Fortunately, Wen Xin didn't give in. When I drove the car to the hospital, she said, "Think about it, what would have happened if the driver of the SUV had been slower on the night of the incident?"
"Of course the two cars collided head-on. It is estimated that the driver will be more seriously injured." I answered smoothly.
"That's right, regardless of the severity of the injury, it is possible to be killed. For the murderer, the driver is a target to be used. His life or death is not important. But in this case, Ouyang Fei's body will be as unrecognizable as Yao Yuan.
This is what the murderer never wants to see!"
Wen Xin's words made me enlightened, and I continued: "Yes, the murderer did not hesitate to kill for revenge for Ouyang Fei. After killing Zeng Zhengyi, he deleted the photos of Zeng Zhengyi molesting Ouyang Fei out of consideration for Ouyang Fei's image. These are all
It can be proved that the murderer was someone who loved Ouyang Fei deeply, and when he planned the 'female corpse driving' incident, he would not allow Ouyang Fei's body to be damaged."
"To achieve the dual purpose of killing Yao Yuan and leaving Ouyang Fei unharmed, we must have the two cars collide with each other, with the co-pilot hitting the co-pilot!" Wen Xin said with excitement in her tone.
I blurted out: "For the car accident to happen 100% according to the set circumstances, there is only one possibility, and that is for the murderer to drive himself!"
No need for Wen Xin to explain, I already knew why she was in a hurry to go to the hospital. It was not to see the magician, but to check the medical records of the off-road vehicle driver.
The hospital parking lot was crowded, and I finally found a parking space. I was still backing up, and Wen Xin couldn't wait to open the car door and jump out, saying to me: "I'm going to the emergency room first."
I can especially understand Wen Xin's mood, because I am the same. If our inference is correct, I believe we will catch the real murderer soon!
Surprisingly, the personal information we saw in the medical records, from name to ID number, was that of a complete stranger who had not appeared in our previous investigations.
"Neither a relative nor a classmate, what is the relationship between this person and Ouyang Fei?" Wen Xin looked at the information and pondered.
"Ask the doctor." I suggested.
Later, we questioned several doctors and nurses who visited the clinic that night, but found nothing. When they took the driver out of the off-road vehicle, there was a lot of blood on the driver's face, and his hair was wet from the rain and stuck to his forehead.
, it was impossible to see what his face looked like. After he was taken back to the hospital to be cleaned, he was wrapped in gauze. Until he was discharged from the hospital, only the gauze below the nose was removed, so no one could describe the driver's appearance.
This result made Wen Xin a little disappointed. She stared at the attending doctor and asked, "How is his injury?"
"It's not serious, it's not light. Although it's not fatal, the impact on the brain and internal organs is not small. It will indeed last for a period of time."
"Since it's not serious, why was it wrapped in gauze until discharged from the hospital?" I asked.
The doctor said: "On the night of the accident, there was indeed a lot of blood on his face, but when we were cleaning it, we found that the wound on his head was not big. When he woke up, I told him that the gauze could be removed, but it was his own fault.
Those who strongly requested not to remove it said that the potion should be allowed to take effect for a while."
At this time, a nurse next to him muttered softly: "I think his injury is indeed not very serious..."
"How did you tell?" I immediately looked at her and asked.