heart poison

In the early morning, the police car of the serious crime team was speeding through the thick fog in late autumn, and the screaming of the siren tore a sharp gap in the cold air.

"She, she, she is my neighbor! Just, she lives downstairs in my house! I, I don't know who killed her! As soon as I walked into the alley today, I saw, saw her , she lay there, dead, dead! My God!"

The person who called the police was Song Xuehui, 25 years old, who worked for a new media company.I went out early in the morning because I had to go to the company to send out the first wave of press releases that had to go online before 7:[-] every morning.

Standing in the corridor of the street police station, Song Xuehui couldn't calm down after drinking several sips of water. He still stuttered badly and broke his voice from time to time, as if the horrible scene he saw not long ago was waving in his mind. don't go.

——A woman in a camel plaid coat is lying in the middle of the alley, a pair of lifeless legs are wrapped in a long woolen skirt, one foot is bare, black flat shoes are half hung on the other foot, and the handbag is dropped one meter away The place is covered with dust.Her neck was completely exposed, covered with dark red bloodstains, and the unraveled scarf was soaked with blood gushing from the wound, and the original color could no longer be seen.Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes stared at the sky above in horror, her eyeballs were about to burst, and she couldn't believe that her neck had been cut open by a sharp knife.In the final moments of her life, she seemed to have tried to hold her neck to make the blood flow slower, slower.But all this was in vain, her powerless hands could not stop the sudden death, just like thousands of ants.She fell in the blood gushing from her body, and after seeing so many patients die, she finally knew what it was like to die.

Within a few days, three vicious throat-slitting cases happened in the main city in succession, which can be called a wave of unrest and another wave of it.Chen Zheng was under great pressure and had to order Hua Chong to go to the police station in person.

At this time, it was Hua Chong who stood opposite Song Xuehui.

Because of the extremely compressed sleep time, Hua Chong's eyes were a little bloodshot, and with his gloomy face, he looked like an unreasonable, vicious policeman who was even good at extorting confessions by torture.

Song Xuehui was already in great fright, and when he met his eyes, he stuttered badly, and it took him a long time to spit out a few vague words: "What's her name, yes, she works in the hospital, I, I heard She's a, nurse, nurse..."

Zhang Mao, who had just rushed to the police station, stopped before he had time to look at the corpse, and said in surprise, "Nurse? The victim was a nurse?"

Hua Chong turned his head, feeling a little strange, "What's your expression?"

Zhang Mao's heartbeat quickened immediately, and he was stunned for a long time.

Hua Chong could tell at a glance that he had something on his mind, and pointed to the police room next to him, "Go in and think about it, and come and talk to me when you think it through."

At this time, Xu Kan came striding forward with a solemn expression and a lot of sweat on his forehead.

"How is it?" Hua Chong asked.

"I've seen the corpse, and I'll take it back for autopsy right away." Xu Kan took a deep breath, "But I have to tell you in advance, the murderer this time may be the same person who killed Luo Xingshan!"

Hua Chong's pupil light tightened, "The wound is similar?"

"Yes!" Xu Kan said, "their necks were all cut in a mess, the wounds were messy and uneven, and there were traces of repeated cutting and pulling. The murderer holds the knife with his right hand. Preliminary calculations show that the female victim died between 8:1 and 2:[-] this morning."

Hua Chong nodded, glanced at Song Xuehui who was standing in the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Does the deceased smell like disinfectant?"

Xu Kan was taken aback, "How do you know?"

"The caller said it was a nurse. Many nurses would wash their hands with disinfectant before leaving the hospital after get off work. But this time, like Yin Ziqiao's time, there was nothing to prove the identity of the victim. Who she was and what her occupation was depends on Keep checking."

"It should be easier to determine the source of the corpse, but..." Xu Kan raised his hand and patted Hua Chong's shoulder, his brows were tightly frowned, and his face was heavy, "This time it's very troublesome—except for Yin Ziqiao, the other two The murderer in the case is probably the same person, so this is a serial murder case. The murderer will definitely do something again, maybe he has killed someone before."

Hua Chong looked to the side, and found that Song Xuehui was stretching his neck to look this way, and immediately raised his hand to signal Xu Kan to stop talking, "Give me the detailed autopsy report as soon as possible. I will go back immediately after the on-site inspection."

After Xu Kan left, Hua Chong called Song Xuehui over again, "Are you sure she is a nurse?"

"Indeed, sure!" Song Xuehui said, "She often comes home very late. My job is 'three shifts'. I came back in the middle of the night a few times, and I met her in the corridor. We are all neighbors, so we can chat casually. , she said she was a nurse."

"Then did she say which hospital she works in?"

"I said it. I, let me think about it..." Song Xuehui lowered his head, scratched his ears after a while and said, "It seems to be the Seventh Academy, I don't know if I remember it wrong."

Hua Chong suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and it was Zhang Mao who rushed over.

"The Seventh Hospital?" Zhang Mao's eyes widened, "You said the victim was a nurse from the Seventh Hospital?"

"What's wrong with the Seventh Hospital?" Song Xuehui shrank his shoulders, not understanding why this "plainclothes" suddenly stared at him.

"Flower team." Zhang Mao turned around, his tone anxious, "I, I have something to tell you!"

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"The identity of the victim has been confirmed." Liu Zhiqin came back from the forensic department. "Lu Ke, 29 years old, is from Xingcheng, Han Province. She is a nurse in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the Seventh Hospital. She currently lives alone. The house was built five years ago. I bought a second-hand house, and my family is not in Los Angeles. The fatal injury was on the neck, and there were electric current spots caused by the electric shock. There were no other injuries on the body, but there were obvious signs of struggle. The three points of current spots, struggle marks, and wounds were related to Luo Xingshan Similarly, the murderer used electric shock tools to subdue them. In addition, Lu was a woman, so a sex-related examination was also carried out. Her hymen was old and ruptured, and she was not sexually assaulted during her lifetime, and no sperm was detected on her body.丨Ye, her murder has nothing to do with sex. Teacher Xu means that this case can be investigated together with Luo Xingshan's case."

Hua Chong leaned back in the chair, with a tired shadow between his brows, he took the autopsy report and quickly scanned it, "Just now Zhang Mao came to tell me something."

"Related to the victim?" Liu Zhiqin pulled out a chair and sat down.

"It's related to the hospital she worked in." Hua Chong dripped a few drops of eye drops into his eyes, and his eyes looked even redder. "On the night Luo Xingshan was killed, a 20-year-old female patient named 'Lan Jing' jumped off the building in the Seventh Hospital." Suicide. Now the Seventh Hospital and other hospitals have gone crazy, saying that Lan Jing died in the inpatient department in order to become a ghost to 'take revenge on society'."

Liu Zhiqin found it hard to understand, "How many years ago is this year?"

Hua Chong lowered the corner of his lips, "I also find it incredible, but the rumors have already spread. Before long, the news of Lu Ke's murder will spread to the Seventh Academy. What do you think the rumors will be spread?"

"Inconceivable."

"That's right..." Hua Chong propped his forehead, and said after a few seconds, "Zhang Mao went to the Seventh Court last night after Mao Zhuping was settled."

"What are you doing there?"

"He said he was curious."

"..."

Hua Chong fiddled with the lighter and said, "When he left the Seventh Hospital, he saw Lu Ke. At that time, Lu Ke should have left the night shift and was about to go home."

Liu Zhiqin frowned, "In other words, Zhang Mao had a face-to-face meeting with Lu Ke not long before Lu Ke was killed?"

"He was in the car, and Lu Ke passed by the car. He should have seen Lu Ke, but Lu Ke didn't notice him." Hua Chong sighed, "He said he had a vague bad feeling, but he ignored it in the end. He didn’t discuss it with me, and he couldn’t save the victim. He blamed himself and felt that he was responsible for Lu Ke’s death. Now he is hiding in the small office of the trace inspection department alone, refusing to come out.”

"It has nothing to do with him at all." Liu Zhiqin shook his head, leaning against the table, calm and cold, "He just happened to meet the victim before the crime happened, and he didn't know what would happen to him. "

"That's what I said, but he is a young and inexperienced policeman after all, and he hasn't been in the serious crime team for a long time." Hua Chong said: "People of his age are most likely to be full of blood and catch something. Just carry it on your shoulders, and don't let it go, it's obviously not your responsibility, but you just don't want to let it go."

Liu Zhiqin turned sideways, and the light in his eyes suddenly flickered.

Hua Chong raised his head, "What?"

"In fact, you are the same." Liu Zhiqin looked at him with downcast eyes, his gaze was like a layer of tulle soaked in temperature, gently wrapping him up.

Hua Chong looked at himself in Liu Zhiqin's eyes, and was stunned for a moment before looking away, and said with a smile, "I was about the same age as him. Also, didn't you say that last time? Don't look like that Look at me."

"When I met you back then, you were about his age, right?" Liu Zhiqin automatically ignored the last sentence, his gaze still soft and deep.

While talking, he moved closer, still leaning against the edge of the table, but now at this distance, he could touch Hua Chong's face by raising his hand.

Hua Chong didn't hide, and raised his face halfway, "At that time, you were still a child who hadn't graduated from the military academy."

Liu Zhiqin curled his lips, "I can't be a child, I was already taller than you at that time."

"you sure?"

"It's sure, I didn't grow any more after that."

Hua Chong remembered that Liu Zhiqin he saw at that time was indeed tall, but he was too thin, a thin boy, his figure was far inferior to what he is now.

just now……

When he was distracted, his eyes fell inadvertently and slid to Liu Zhiqin's abdomen.There is a piece of well-defined abdominal muscles, Hua Chongxiang, when he was exercising in the fighting training hall of the special police detachment in Xia Tian, ​​he touched it a few times intentionally or unintentionally.

At that time, she didn't know that she and Liu Zhiqin would develop into the current relationship, and she didn't even figure out her own intentions.

"Flower team."

"Ok?"

As soon as Hua Chong raised his eyes, his lips were kissed.Unlike the last time, this kiss had almost no sense of presence, it was broken at the touch of a touch, and it was over before he could react.

Liu Zhiqin stood upright, the expression after the "trick" was not seen on his face, he was frank and frank, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

Hua Chong subconsciously pursed his lips, and then let go, "Where did we just talk?"

"Zhang Mao saw the victim Lu Ke in the Seventh Hospital at night, and now he has a heavy psychological burden on his back." Liu Zhiqin kissed him, but his brain was still awake, "There are also superstitious rumors circulating in the hospital. "

Hua Chong propped one cheek and thought for a while, "In the three throat-cutting cases, suppose the murderer who killed Yin Ziqiao was A, and the murderer who killed Luo Xingshan and Lu Ke was B. Then in the murder case committed by murderer B, Luo Xingshan He is the known No.1 victim, and Lu Ke is No.2. But it is hard to say that the murderer B has not killed anyone before. Go and make arrangements to sort out the disappearance cases in the past three years, and focus on the missing persons in the last six months."

"I'm going right now."

"Wait until I finish." Hua Chong said again: "Don't do the investigation yourself, leave it to others. You have to investigate Lu Ke and Luo Xingshan with me. The necks of the two victims were cut for more than 20 The knife, the wound was obviously venting anger, the murderer must have retaliated against them for some reason. They have one thing in common, as long as we find this common point, we can clarify the murderer's motive for committing the crime."

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Lu Ke died, his throat was cut after get off work late at night, and he died tragically in the alleyway only a hundred meters away from his home-as soon as the news reached the Seventh Hospital, the entire obstetrics and gynecology department almost exploded.

Everyone knows that when Lan Jing committed suicide by jumping off the building, Lu Ke was on duty and was Lan Jing's bed nurse.After Lan Jing was admitted to the hospital for treatment, she seemed to be the nurse who had the most frequent contact with Lan Jing.

What happened that night was widely spread, and when it reached the criminal police, it had completely changed.

"Lv Ke is very careful. He has worked in our department for several years and has never made a mistake." A nurse said: "The 14th bed ... Lan Jing, who committed suicide, has a strange personality. Maybe it is because he can't accept his young age." Suffering from cancer, she doesn't look good on nurses and nurses. I heard that she scolded Lu Ke, blaming Lu Ke for hurting her when changing the indwelling needle. Lu Ke has a good temper and never had anything to say to her Arguing, always comforting her and persuading her. The day she jumped off the building, it happened that it was Lu Ke's turn to be on duty, and of course there were other people. Everyone said that she stared at Lu Ke for a long time."

"Lan Jing stared not only at Lu Ke, but mainly at Lu Ke. It was Sister Wang. When we got together to chat, Sister Wang happened to talk about her illness, and she overheard her. After she finished staring at Sister Wang, We were all stared at." A nurse who was present at the time of Lan Jing's accident said, "We didn't know what she meant, so we didn't take it to heart. She jumped off the corridor not long after. How can I put it this way, it’s quite evil, and I feel a little hairy when I think about it. After Lan Jing committed suicide, I felt that Lu Ke’s mood was not right, as if he was afraid of something. I was in the class last night. She never made mistakes before. I almost took the patient's medicine by mistake last night, is that okay?"

"Small, Ms. Xiaoke was very strange last night." The little nurse who had just joined the job said: "A new patient came to the 14th bed. The patient's family members wanted to find a nurse in charge of the bed, so I called her. Lan Jing was still asleep on the bed, and said, "Isn't she dead?"... Miss Xiao Ke's expression at that time was like seeing a ghost, her face was frighteningly pale, and her eyes were wide open. I always felt that she hadn't Look at me, looking behind me, scared me to death! Later she said that she was too tired, did not rest well, and was in a bad state of mind, and apologized to me. Now many people in the inpatient department say, say ..."

Seeing that the little nurse couldn't continue, Hua Chong had to remind, "What are you talking about?"

The little nurse was about to cry, with a terrified look in her eyes, "Everyone said that Lan Jing really became that, come on, come to take revenge on the society, the first one to take revenge is Miss Xiaoke, who made Miss Xiaoke Where is Lan Jing's nurse in charge of the bed! Maybe Lan Jing will do it again, and kill someone!"

Hua Chong frowned, knowing that this must be nonsense.But nonsense can make a young man who has received modern education and has just entered the society speak out in a serious manner. There are only two possibilities: First, the rumors spread too much in the hospital, and three people become tigers. Thoughts will also be subtly affected; secondly, Lu Ke's reaction at that time was very suspicious, and he was extremely frightened, as if he was really entangled by something.

The question is, why is Lu Ke so scared?

Lu is not a newcomer to the workplace. She has been a nurse for many years, and she is used to life, old age, sickness and death. If Lan Jing's matter has nothing to do with her, how can she be so frightened to scare the little nurse?

This is illogical and simply cannot happen!

The little nurse rubbed the corner of her clothes, "Actually, when Lan Jing just committed suicide, some people started spreading rumors about 'becoming a ghost' to retaliate against the society, but I didn't believe it at all at that time, and other colleagues and sisters just listened to it, so they probably didn't take it seriously. But now Miss Xiaoke has an accident, I, I'm really scared."

"Last night, you and Lu Ke were on duty together. You should have left work at about the same time, right? Did she behave unusually at that time?" Hua Chong asked.

The little nurse thought for a while, "She was in poor condition last night. The head nurse asked her to go to the nurse's station to rest for a while. I did many of the things she should do. Well, when the shift was over, we used to change in the lounge together. clothes, but after finishing packing, she said she was a little tired and wanted to sit for a while. I poured her a glass of water and left. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly..."

The little nurse began to cry, and at this moment, Hua Chong's earphones rang.

"Flower Team, the early morning surveillance has been dialed up." Liu Zhiqin said, "Come over here and take a look, I think something is wrong with Lu Ke!"

What is playing is the video of elevator No. 5 in the inpatient department. Lu Ke walked into the elevator wearing the clothes she was wearing when she was killed. There was no one else in the elevator. To close it, I quickly pressed "1".

"She was distracted." Liu Zhiqin said: "Under normal circumstances, the first thing people do after entering the elevator is to press the floor button, but obviously, she forgot, and the closing of the elevator door reminded her."

Hua Chong didn't speak, but stared at the screen seriously.

After the elevator doors were closed, the lights in the elevator car suddenly started to flicker, but were not completely extinguished, similar to the situation of poor contact and unstable voltage.

"What's going on?" Hua Chong asked.

"It's normal." The hospital staff in charge of monitoring said: "There is a small problem with the light in the No. 5 elevator. It flashes twice occasionally, but it doesn't affect anything, and we haven't changed it."

But in the video, Lu Ke was frightened by the flickering lights.

Hua Chong tapped to pause, then played back at a slow speed, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "What's her reaction? How could she be so frightened when she encountered a lighting problem in the elevator?"

The staff said: "Hey, it's not because of the patient who committed suicide. She was frightened, thinking she saw a ghost."

"Her expression and movements are indeed as if she saw a ghost." Hua Chong pointed to the display screen, "She stared at the elevator door first, and there might be something reflected in the elevator door, then she turned back suddenly, and then saw something on the mirror. There is something."

"Well, I thought so when I watched the surveillance just now." Liu Zhiqin has watched it many times, with his chin resting on his right hand, "But in fact, through the refined processing of the picture, no matter whether it is the elevator door or the mirror on the opposite side, there is nothing wrong with it." Unusual. She didn't see anything at all."

"Ghosts can't be photographed!" The staff member was a foreigner, speaking in a local accent, very careless, "If she didn't see a ghost, how could she be so scared?"

Hua Chong said softly: "But in this world, there are no ghosts at all."

If she really saw a ghost, it could only be the ghost in her heart!

"Lu Ke has a mental problem." Liu Zhiqin said as he took out the cigarette case, gave three cigarettes to the staff, and sent him away, "When I saw the video in the elevator, I thought there were indeed cigarettes on the elevator doors and mirrors. What—someone deliberately frightened her. But now I am sure that she just had hallucinations. And the hallucinations are entirely due to her own psychological effects, and have nothing to do with drugs. I have confirmed to Teacher Xu just now that her pharmacology and toxicology There were no abnormalities in the inspection."

"It wasn't Lan Jing who was afraid of her, but Lan Jing's suicide, and the rumors that went viral in the hospital afterward aroused some kind of fear in her heart." Hua Chong leaned on the edge of the table with one hand, and held the mouse with the other, staring intently, " The elevator stopped on the second floor, and an old man in a wheelchair came in, but she didn't back up immediately. She was afraid of getting close to the mirror behind."

"There is another video." Liu Zhiqin called out the surveillance camera outside the elevator on the first floor, "Lu Ke was the last one to come out of the elevator, stood outside the elevator door, looked inside again, and suddenly squatted down after walking a few steps None of her series of actions is normal."

"Yes." Hua Chong nodded, "Her colleagues also said that after Lan Jing's accident, her reaction was very strange."

Liu Zhiqin paced around, whispering to himself: "What is the ghost in her heart?"

Hua Chong was stunned for a moment, then looked at Liu Zhiqin.

Liu Zhiqin looked back, with puzzled eyes, "Huh?"

"We think the same thing." Hua Chong said, "Lu Ke has ghosts in her heart. The things or people she was afraid of may be the reason why she was killed."

"She is a nurse. The profession of a nurse is actually very special." Liu Zhiqin said: "Although she does not stand on the cusp of the doctor-patient relationship like a doctor, she is also a group that is easily hurt."

"You mean, the murderer may be a certain patient, or a family member of the patient?" Hua Chong asked.

"I think it's more likely to be the family members of the patient." Liu Zhiqin clicked on the video again, "What is Lu Ke afraid of? Why did he react abnormally after Lan Jing passed away? I have a guess without much basis - before, She took care of a patient, and there was unhappiness, misunderstanding, and disputes between this patient and her. This patient passed away later, and it may or may not have something to do with her. I tend to have a relationship, and this is the "ghost" in her heart '. She believed that she was responsible for the death of this patient. She hallucinated in the elevator. Maybe it was this dead patient that she 'saw'. This made her terrified. And it was the patient who killed her. The person in question may be a relative or an important friend, this will only be found out after investigation."

After Hua Chong finished listening, he was about to speak when he saw Zhang Mao rushing over.

Not long ago, the young criminal policeman who locked himself in the hut of the trace inspection department has turned self-blame into motivation, and handed a piece of information to Hua Chong, "Lu Ke only came to work in the Seventh Hospital five years ago. Worked in a health care hospital. Back then, a serious medical accident occurred in her department!"

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The outpatient building of the Seventh Hospital, which is full of gossip, is still overcrowded, and the surgical inpatient department is constantly receiving new patients for admission.

A young man with no distinctive clothes and appearance put his hands in the pockets of his coat, walked into the inpatient department humming a song, stood in the center of the atrium, and slowly raised his head.

The combination of this circle of corridors and the atrium where people fell to death really looks like a huge coffin.

After a while, the corner of his lips curled into a cold smile.