Chapter 14 One Sand 14 Love

With the bed number, it is much easier to find someone.

Lin Chen was sitting beside the hospital bed, and there was an old man wearing an oxygen mask lying on the bed. The old man was extremely weak and seemed to have little time.

Behind Lin Chen, Fu Hao squatted and asked questions in a low voice.

"Brother, how do you know what kind of man Yu Yanqing met in the hospital?"

"The only thing that can change a person is love, except for relatives and friends, and often, only love can make people crazy."

When Xing Conglian entered the room, he happened to hear this question.

He took two quick steps, reached the bedside, and asked, "Where is the man?"

"Senior brother seems to have found a suspicious person. Yu Yanqing may have made a boyfriend in the hospital."

Fu Hao answered cautiously, Xing Conglian frowned: "But Yu Yanqing's profile doesn't say that she has a boyfriend she is dating."

Xing Conglian, rare, a little restless.

After all, there are some missing information in the police investigation, so that they almost missed important clues in the case detection process, which is really inappropriate.

"Their relationship is very secret, and it took some special methods to ask." Lin Chen said slowly, as if relieved.

"Then we are now?"

"Waiting for someone."

As if in response to Lin Chen's words, a very vigilant female voice came from the door of the ward: "Are you family members of the patient? Why haven't I seen you."

A little nurse stood there holding a white tray.

Xing Conglian showed his credentials, the golden police badge flashed by, but the little nurse's expression became nervous.

Xing Conglian gently invited the nurse to the bedside.

Lin Chen glanced at her and asked, "This hospital bed has had an accident recently, right?"

The nurse's face was very bad, she hurriedly took a step back and wanted to leave, but she bumped into Xing Conglian's generous chest.

"The hospital won't let you talk nonsense?" Lin Chen put his hand on the back of the old man's hand and turned around and said, "We always have a way to find out. We just hope that with your help, we can shorten the time."

He said honestly, because honesty makes it impossible to refuse.

"Before, the patient in this hospital bed jumped off the building and died on August 10." The little nurse said hesitantly.

"What's the patient's name?"

"Feng Xuejuan."

Xing Conglian quickly took out his mobile phone.

Wang Dynasty received the call, and as soon as his left foot stepped into the door of the police station, he quickly turned around and rushed to the hospital.

When the chief of the security section arrived, it was a foregone conclusion.

When the fat section chief heard that the police wanted to adjust the video of Feng Xuejuan jumping off the building on August 10, his face was full of sadness.

Originally, because of the corpses in the mortuary, the outpatient volume of the municipal hospital has shrunk considerably. If the serial killer is involved in the hospital again, the reputation of the hospital will be ruined.

But Xing Conglian had a tough attitude, so he had to take the group to the hospital monitoring room.

———

Dynasty soon came to the hospital.

The security guards at the hospital were still fetching the video. The young technician sat on the swivel chair, raised the brim of his hat, slid over quickly, and pushed the person away.

He glanced at the file format, quickly searched for the named file, dragged and dropped the timeline, and the scene when Feng Xuejuan jumped off the building accurately appeared on the screen.

A thin woman in a hospital gown jumped out of the window, only to see her plummeting downward like a broken kite.

However, due to the reflection of light, the window of the ward was so white that it was impossible to see the situation clearly.

Fu Hao let out a regretful "hey".

Xing Cong Lian smacked his lips, walked to the window, and looked out.

The hospital itself has installed a complete monitoring system, covering almost all public areas. He looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the monitoring of the courtyard wall.

"What's the serial number of that monitor?"

He reached out and pointed to the rotating probe on the hospital fence.

The head of security looked in the direction of Xing Conglian's fingers, moved his fat body, and ran to the filing cabinet to look through the information.

Wang Dynasty raised his eyes, looked at the surveillance screen, and quickly searched for the number.

I saw his fingers tap the keyboard, the screen went dark, and then quickly lit up again, and an unexpected scene happened.

The black and white graphic elements squeeze each other, and on the screen, the dead old man in Chunshui Street is sitting on the bench downstairs and basking in the sun.

"That person!" Fu Hao's hand touched a young man on the screen.

Chao Dynasty hurriedly called out the other side of the surveillance camera, the video was slowed down again, and the young man on the stone road showed his front, and it was the young man who died under the ring in the park!

Ten seconds later, Yu Yanqing also appeared on the screen. She was standing under the tree. Not far away, Feng Xuejuan's body was still on the concrete floor, twitching lightly.

In the monitoring room, there was silence.

Everyone just felt cold all over, like falling into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, a burst of piano music played in the room.

The sound of the piano was chaotic, and everyone trembled suddenly, and then they came back to their senses.

Xing Cong connected the phone, and the director's voice came from the other end, and the words were still very short, only eight words.

"Someone is coming from above, get back!"

Xing Conglian knew the old director too well.

The old man is gruff and gentle, and he talks a lot, but there are very few things that can really make him anxious.

Recently, the only thing that can make the old man feel a real headache is the young man sitting in front of the surveillance.

He glanced at Lin Chen subconsciously, and Lin Chen looked back at him, as if he had already understood.

———

Outside the police station, someone is waiting.

Not waiting in the warm office, but under the wet eaves, the rain soaked his epaulettes, making the three silver stars even brighter.

Xing Conglian sat in the car and saw the people standing under the eaves from a distance, he held Lin Chen's hand that wanted to unfasten his seat belt.

Lin Chen's five fingers were cold, and he firmly moved Xing Conglian's hand away.

"It's an acquaintance, don't worry."

He pushed open the car door, without an umbrella, and after a few steps, he arrived under the eaves of the police station.

He hadn't seen each other for three years. The man standing opposite him seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and his temperament had become sharper, like a sword about to be unsheathed. The blade was cold and inhumane.

In a rare way, Lin Chen raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled: "Inspector Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

"I heard that you're restless, so I'll take a look."

Almost the same words, uttered from different people's mouths, have exactly the same meaning.

Lin Chen did not remain silent, but raised his head, looked at the man in front of him, and said, "Huang Ze, you are too busy."

Xing Conglian carried the car keys, and Ding Ring Dang approached, just in time to hear Lin Chen's response.

In just three days of investigating the case, how many people have jumped out to find trouble, but Lin Chen's response is more interesting each time.

He couldn't help grinning, and couldn't resist laughing out loud. The silver star on the shoulder of the man in front of Lin Chen was shining, and he was two and a half levels taller than him.

It belongs to the same system. Of course, he has heard of Huang Ze Huang’s name. Words such as police star and justice ambassador have been used badly by reporters. Huang Ze came from a great family. He is upright and honest, and the key is that Huang Ze is still good-looking, and his promotion speed is unparalleled.

He walked up to Huang Ze and saluted. Before he could speak, he saw the other party also salute him and said, "Is that right, Captain Xing, I have been ordered to come here to supervise your handling of this case."

Well, being targeted by Inspector Huang, it's no wonder the old director is so fiery.

However, Huang Ze's words are respectful and his demeanor is modest, making it impossible to pick out the slightest mistake. Even if what he meant by his words was "Let me watch you from above, you can do it yourself", it can be said and done by such a person, and it is extremely official and impeccable.

"We've just discovered important clues. If Inspector Huang is not bothered, please give pointers?" Xing Cong Lian asked with a smile.

Xing Conglian was of course polite, but Huang Ze was not polite at all.

He took the lead and walked into the criminal police team's office, Xing Conglian and Lin Chen, but followed behind him.

A policewoman named Zhang Xiaolong was nervously placing tea cups. The top police officers were sitting around the desk. She carried a tea bucket in her left hand and rushed down the hot water.

When heard someone walk in, turned around quickly, almost getting hands hot.

Lin Chen found a chair in the corner and sat down. Surprisingly, Huang Ze ignored the obviously vacated seat and sat next to Lin Chen. He sat upright and took out a palm-sized leather notebook. , pressed the ballpoint pen twice, and made it clear that he was here to listen.

Xing Conglian stood at the table and glanced at the two of them, always feeling that the atmosphere was a little weird.

He smacked his lips, and Fu Hao followed Wang Chao to the back, walked into the office, and saw the person sitting beside Lin Chen, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes, his eyes almost falling.

He desperately winked at Lin Chen, but Lin Chen closed his eyes as if he didn't see it.

Because of the arrival of several people, the originally noisy office suddenly became quiet.

Lin Chen leaned on the chair, watching people take their seats one after another, and the chair was swung around again, his head became more and more dizzy, and the voice in his ears gradually blurred, even Huang Ze sitting beside him, it was not too much. care too much.

Xing Conglian pulled out his chair and sat down. The police commissar cleared his throat: "There has been a new breakthrough in the investigation of the 9.10 homicide case. Let's ask Captain Xing to talk about it." inspection and hearing.

"According to Mr. Lin's analysis, we have found out that Feng Xuejuan's son is suspected of committing a major crime..."

Xing Conglian didn't finish his sentence when he was interrupted by the political commissar: "Old Xing, it's not me who told you, you are too arbitrary this time, we are dealing with cases and looking for evidence!" The political commissar patted the table lightly and criticized, "Just Because Feng Peilin's mother, Feng Xuejuan, committed suicide, do you think Feng Peilin is the murderer? What about Yu Yanqing? Judging from the physical evidence, Yu Yanqing is suspected of committing the crime. ."

As if being pushed by someone, Lin Chen reluctantly opened his eyes, and found that everyone was sitting together, the secretary of the meeting kept writing something in the rustling, and the rest were holding stacks of documents in their hands, and their eyes were all focused on him. body.

The air conditioner hissed out the cool air, and the temperature in the office suddenly dropped.

Lin Chen raised his eyes slightly, but was not angry because of the political commissar's words with a gun and a stick. He knew very well that all inferences based on psychological analysis could not be used as tangible evidence.

"We need experts." The commissar tapped his hand on the table, "but not everyone can be called an expert."

This is a serious statement, Xing Conglian just wanted to refute, but Lin Chen spoke first: "What do you need?"

He had a hoarse voice, dark circles under his eyes, and looked very tired.

"Can you prove that Yu Yanqing knows Feng Peilin?" In the silence, Huang Ze said suddenly.

"You two are a couple."

Lin Chen didn't look at Huang Ze, but stared at the political commissar, and said a word without end.

"What did you say?"

"You and that girl, you are very close lovers, although no one in the office knows, you often secretly date after get off work." Lin Chen pointed to the female secretary who was taking notes.

The office immediately began to whisper, the female secretary buried her head low, and the political commissar's dark face also showed an embarrassed look.

"Look for a scene where Yu Yanqing and Feng Peilin appeared at the same time." Lin Chen said to Wang Chao who was operating the computer, his elbows involuntarily resting on the armrests to support his head.

Dynasty hurriedly called out a shot, and turned the notebook around to face the crowd. On the screen, Yu Yanqing was holding a mop and bent over to pass by Feng Peilin. Feng Peilin stepped aside and Yu Yanqing gave him a secret look.

"That's it."

Lin Chen looked at the female secretary gently. The secretary's head was lowered, but his eyes couldn't help but look at his secret lover. His eyes were shy and admiring and sweet, and they were caught.

The eyes outside the screen are almost the same as the eyes on the screen.

"Old Jiang, you didn't even hide this from me!" Xing Conglian laughed while patting the table. It was the first time he saw the iron-faced political commissar in the team slumped. It was really worth the fare.

"Okay, okay, don't make fun of Xiao Chen." The political commissar waved his hand quickly, "Discuss the case...discuss the case!"

The sound of kicking heels came from outside the office. Zhang Xiaolong took a stack of documents and ran into the office.

The policewoman's face was a little pale, and she looked around, looking a little frightened.

"What's wrong with Xiaolong?" Xing Conglian asked.

"You just asked me to check on Feng Peilin. The information shows that Feng Peilin and Yu Yanqing do know each other. Not only do they know each other, but they are also very familiar."

"How to say?"

Policewoman Zhang Xiaolong looked at Lin Chen subconsciously, bit her lip and continued, "Feng Peilin used to be Yu Yanqing's language teacher, and now Feng Peilin is a teacher at Shishi Primary School."

When he heard the last sentence, Lin Chenru was struck by lightning and felt a chill all over his body. He suddenly became a little numb, and his brain almost lost the ability to think.

"Yu Yanqing went out to work after finishing junior high school due to family reasons. At that time, Feng Peilin was her Chinese teacher. Three years ago, Feng Peilin came to teach in Shishi Primary School..."