Dressed as a mystery novel victim

Lin Zhilu watched helplessly as Ling Yu was thrown down from the third floor.

It was as if a heavy coat fell to the ground, and with a bang, the whole person collapsed into an unconscious object.He grabbed Yang Qingshui who fell down, his heart stopped suddenly, and then he rushed up the corridor and ran to the third floor.

Panting, his scalp numb, Lin Zhilu saw the door of 302 open, and he walked in slowly, keeping an eye out for possible attacks from inside the house.The house is very quiet, there is no one inside, the clothes and quilts are put away, the kitchen and living room trash cans are empty, it seems that the head of the household is ready to go out and will not be back in a short time.

Lin Zhilu almost turned the whole house upside down, searched all the places where people could hide, but couldn't find Qin Yusheng. He walked out of the house. At this time, the fat housewife in 301 next door had already heard the sound and opened the door, facing the place where Ling Yu fell. screamed.The stone railing of the corridor came up to his waist, and he bent over, only to see under the faint light, Ling Yu lay on the ground like a lump of soft flesh, and Yang Qingshui, who was kneeling beside him, was also motionless.

The investigation materials originally intended for Yang Qingshui fell into the detective agency, which recorded Qin Yusheng's location, which is why Ling Yu came to Factory Street and brought this bad luck.

Lin Zhilu didn't know what he was thinking, he just felt that his brain had been hit by several heavy hammers, and suddenly it hurt.

Everything stems from his negligence, not just the lost files.He had met Qin Yusheng face to face, but let the suspect kill him under his nose without any precautions. How arrogant should he be to say "the investigation has been thoroughly investigated"?

They followed the ambulance and took Ling Yu to the nearest hospital for first aid. Along the way, Ling Yu's nasal cavity continued to bleed, soaking the soft bag of the stretcher under him. Yang Qingshui held Ling Yu's hand firmly, muttering : "You will be fine..."

Rescue, surgery... It was already late at night when Ling Yu was sent to the ICU. After learning that Ling Yu had no family members, the doctor followed Yang Qingshui and Lin Zhilu who came by car to inform the situation: "The patient's intracranial hematoma has been removed, but he The indicators after the operation are not satisfactory, you should also be mentally prepared to see if you can survive the dangerous period in the next few days."

Hearing this kind of news, Lin Zhilu's heart sank. He thanked the doctor and sat down beside Yang Qingshui, "You heard what the doctor said just now. Ling Yu won't wake up today. I'll wait for the progress here, you Go back and rest first?"

Yang Qingshui sat on the spot and ignored it.

There was a moment of silence, Lin Zhilu seemed to be dispensable, and he couldn't say anything to comfort him, so he forced a smile, "Then I will accompany you."

It was late at night, and the waiting room, which was brightly lit all night, became cold. There was no crying or even chatting, and everyone was silently enduring the torment of the night.

Sitting in a daze until dawn, Yang Qingshui was too sleepy to hold on, curled up against the chair in the waiting area and fell asleep, Lin Zhilu took his jacket from the car and gently covered him.Yang Qingshui frowned, then stretched out and fell asleep.

The electronic clock in the hospital lobby showed the time at 7:45. He took a deep breath, looked back at Yang Qingshui, and walked out of the hospital.

He has more important things than waiting for Ling Yu to wake up.

On the way back to the police station, he called the Western District Bureau and asked about the investigation of the case of Ling Yu's fall from the building last night. We all saw people fall from the third floor, but before they fell, no one heard any fights or quarrels, so we had to start with the head of household 302, but no one has been found yet.”

It was all in his expectation, Lin Zhilu responded: "I understand."

The division captain let out a sigh for all night, and then said: "Let me tell you first, what our boss means is that after all, a vicious case that happened in a public place almost killed someone, and public opinion can't be suppressed. If it is handed over to the General Administration, the file will be handed over soon, so you are ready to prepare it."

"Zhengchou doesn't have the authority to investigate this case, so it's just right to come here."

This morning, Lin Zhilu was watching the surveillance video of the entire factory street. The surveillance of the park showed that Qin Yusheng came home after feeding the pigeons at 10 pm. After less than [-] minutes, Ling Yu appeared at the same gate of the park. With the file in his hand, he checked the address records and found the neighborhood.Ling Yu looked around, searching for the house number, and walked into the residential building.

Ling Yu fell from the building at around 7:20 p.m., that is to say, he stayed nearby for more than an hour.

After not sleeping all night, Lin Zhilu's eyes were bloodshot, blue stubble appeared on his chin, his face was tired, and he forced himself to watch the video in front of the player.

Miao Yi brought him a cup of hot tea and couldn't help but said, "Captain, you can take a rest."

Lin Zhilu didn't hear it, he just wanted to solve the case.A perpetrator who has planned for a long time will not attack rashly when the other party comes to the door, but a person who can do so cannot be meticulous enough not to leave a little evidence.Coupled with what Ling Yu said before, he faintly felt that things were different from what he thought, but it was difficult to determine what was wrong.

When he went to the hospital again at noon, Ling Yu still didn't wake up. Yang Qingshui could no longer be seen in the original waiting room. The nurse told him that it was visiting time, and Yang Qingshui was admitted to the intensive care unit.

Across a glass door, Yang Qingshui in sight, wearing a protective suit, sat in front of the hospital bed, just like when he sent Ling Yu to the hospital last night, holding his hand without saying a word.

Lin Zhilu pursed her thin lips.His face was expressionless, and there was deep guilt and self-blame in his eyes, as if he was immersed in another world. Before today, he had never seen Yang Qingshui like this.

If he was the one who had the accident, would he be so distraught?He has no confidence.Even though Yang Qingshui only confessed to him a day ago, his love for him started a long time ago.

Lin Zhilu smiled wryly, didn't he also know that liking is superficial, not as deep as other affections?I also remembered that Yang Qingshui told him that day that if something really happened, he must abandon him to save Ling Yu.

Self-consolation was useless, and I was still a little sad. I just checked the time on my watch, and there was only one and a half hours of rest. Lin Zhilu stood for a while, and saw that Yang Qingshui had no intention of turning back to look behind him, like a feather He fell to the ground lightly and left without doing anything.

What Lin Zhilu didn't know was that when he left the waiting room, Yang Qingshui came out of the intensive care unit, took off the protective headgear, changed his clothes, took a deep breath, and entered the elevator.

All the way up the elevator, Yang Qingshui clenched his fists, and the anger accumulated throughout the day and night completely occupied his mind, and now he only had one thought.

Originally thought, maybe what he experienced was only a part of the plot, difficult settings, suspenseful reasoning, as long as he found out the truth and solved the case, everything would be solved, just like every time in the past, since he is an intruder in this world, he accepts all challenges.But this time, it was too much, and they simply played around as puppets without giving them any room to fight back and save themselves.

Go up to the top floor, and the next floor is the roof of the hospital. Pushing open the door, Yang Qingshui covered his eyes with his hand in the sunlight. After adapting to the light, he bolted the door of the roof and stared at the cloud-covered sky.

Take two steps forward: "Come out!"

Only the sound of the wind could be heard on the empty roof.

"Whether your name is Qin Yusheng or what shitty fate, come out and tell me exactly what tricks you want to play. This is the last chance I will give you." Yang Qingshui raised his head and cursed at the sky, "Set fire to kill people, Disappearing at random, others don’t know what’s going on, it’s very proud, isn’t it. Don’t you think it’s low to use the ability to control fate as a murderer? Are you bored, come out and play with me.”

Still no response.

Yang Qingshui sneered, "Okay, let's break up." He climbed up the wall with both hands, standing on the wall not thick enough to hold a hand, with his toes hanging in the air, and if he was unstable, he would fall from the 32-meter rooftop .

He couldn't help but feel the wind creeping into his trousers, and he gritted his teeth: "Don't forget, I created this world. Cherish the last few seconds when you can control the wind and rain, I'll go back and revise the draft right now! I'll just look at this world, Who's in charge."

Yang Qingshui closed his eyes, remembering that when he was dying last time, he returned to the original world, and when he typed on his laptop, things would happen in this world. Go back, and the plot will no longer deviate.

He speaks loudly, but his heart is not false.He has only experienced the matter of traveling back once, maybe the trigger condition is not near death at all, and he is impulsive and insane... The public will only think that he can't accept his friend's serious injury and wants to commit suicide for a while.

In order not to let the story deviate and repeat the same mistakes, he cannot come back.For him, this was still a farewell, and a faint bitterness filled his chest. He still had a lot of things to do.For the sake of everyone, he should and can only do so.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes and opening his eyes, he wanted to watch the moment he landed on the ground and welcome the end of his destiny in this world.Take a deep breath, take a step forward, lean forward—

At this time, his body was still uncontrollably, and the whole person leaned back against gravity. Yang Qingshui's heart seemed to pause, and he turned to look at the source of the force.I saw that the roof gate opened at some point, and a short and fat man with a pleasant smile stood there, looking at him: "Old classmate, why are you so overwhelmed?"

Seeing this person, old memories rushed into his mind, and Yang Qingshui remembered that this person had visited him when he first entered the hospital, that person who claimed to be his old classmate, Qin Yusheng who sold insurance.