Captain is a sick beauty

"How Zhou Fu and Zhu Qi met, do you know?"

"I am not very sure…"

Zhou Yang frowned and thought for a while and said: "Zhu Qi got up suddenly, it seems that Zhang Bu supported him. Don't look at him now, but the so-called illegitimate child is not a popular existence. Concealing his existence, if he hadn't climbed up to Zhang Bu suddenly, it would be impossible to have a bright future."

"So Zhou Fu met Zhu Qi through Zhang Bu?" Pei Qingyu instantly grasped the crux of the problem.

"Yes, I don't know why such a selfish person like Zhang Bu chooses to help him." Zhou Yang shrugged and said contemptuously, "If I didn't know that Zhang Bu was so picky that he couldn't bear to go out for an appointment, I would think he was Zhu. Qi's cheap dad..."

Xunyin, who was sitting behind Pei Qingyu, raised his head and glanced at him, Zhou Yang immediately shut his mouth with interest, Pei Qingyu curled his lips and said nothing, leaned back on Xunyin and combed slowly.

"That is to say, Zhu Qi introduced Zhuo Wumian's deal to Zhang Bu, and got to know Zhou Fu through Zhang Bu, and pulled Zhou Fu into the game."

Pei Qingyu frowned, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "But why did Zhang Bu introduce the deal with Zhuo Wumian to Zhou Fu?"

Zhou Yang was taken aback, and subconsciously replied, "Because...we are blessed to share?"

Before he finished speaking, he realized that this logic was not quite right.Zhou Fu and Zhang Bu are business rivals, and they have fought countless times over the years.

If Zhang Bu thinks the deal is good, he has no reason to tell his competitors; if he thinks the deal is bad, he has no reason to appear in the bottom bar.

"Is there such a possibility?" Xun Yin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Zhang Bu is here to help Zhu Qi."

Zhou Yang, who was squatting on the ground, looked up puzzled, Pei Qingyu was also stunned for a moment, suddenly thought of something, looked up at Xun Yin and asked suddenly: "You mean like a marketing organization?"

"En." Xun Yin lowered his eyes while answering, and was facing Pei Qingyu who was looking at him with a smile.The tips of Xun Yin's ears turned red again, but he didn't look away as usual, but smiled.

The bewildered Zhou Yang next to him finally couldn't help "tsk tsk", he stood up and sat down next to Xunyin, grabbed his shoulder and asked directly: "Hey, don't half-talk what you say, what marketing organization... .ah!"

The finger he was holding on to Xun Yin suddenly felt a sharp pain, Zhou Yang let out a scream of "ah", and quickly pulled his hand away from Xun Yin while screaming the pain.

Pei Qingyu watched the contest between the two with a smile on his face. He waited for Zhou Yang's "screams" to subside slightly, and then slowly explained:

"The core of the marketing organization is to get people to join the club to get a share. This is equivalent to Zhu Qi may need more people to join this bureau, so she asked Zhang Bu for help. Zhang Bu asked Zhou Fu to help Zhu Qi. Come in."

Pei Qingyu paused, put his hand on his chin lightly, and said softly: "So the only question now is: Why did Zhang Bu help Zhu Qi?"

·

At the police station, Lin Shichu sat in his seat and looked at the three children in the special case team. While rubbing the thermos in his hand, he said, "It happened to be the fifth year after Zhang Delin died unexpectedly..."

...

Pei Qingyu walked towards the police station helplessly.

Behind him was a man with a gloomy expression, who raised his eyes to look at Pei Qingyu in front, gritted his teeth and took two steps to the front, directly reaching out his hand to block Pei Qingyu's path.

Pei Qingyu stopped in his tracks, he seemed to sigh, looked up at the person in front of him and said helplessly, "Deqi, you're blocking me."

"You can't just leave like this." Zhang Deqi looked at Pei Qingyu coldly and said, "You promised to take care of my brother's case..."

"I want to take care of it, but now you are stopping me."

Pei Qingyu tapped Zhang Deqi's forehead lightly, took a step to the side and tried to go around, but Zhang Deqi grabbed his arm suddenly.

"You lied to me." Zhang Deqi grabbed his arm tightly and said hastily, "Then why after five years, you still didn't tell me who killed my brother?"

Pei Qingyu's expression also became serious, he turned around and looked at Zhang Deqi and said softly: "First of all, Deqi, because this case involves minors, the details of the case have not yet been released, so I don't know who the murderer is. .and then there is..."

Pei Qingyu paused, then reached out and touched the head of Zhang Deqi, who was looking angry in front of him: "You actually knew the murderer, but you forgot."

Zhang Deqi's angry expression froze for a moment, he looked at Pei Qingyu half blankly and half angrily, and repeated in a low voice: "I know, but I forgot?"

"Yes." Pei Qingyu nodded. Zhang Deqi was also present when Zhang Delin died, but he lost all his memories of that time because of the excessive stimulation.

——Everyone knows about this, except himself.

"It doesn't matter if you forget, it's your memory protecting you." Pei Qingyu looked at Zhang Deqi who was at a loss, and said softly: "When you are strong enough, you will remember."

"Wait until I'm strong enough..." Zhang Deqi slowly let go of Pei Qingyu's hand, and muttered, "How long will it take, I've waited long enough, no, no..."

He suddenly pushed Pei Qingyu away in front of him, and Pei Qingyu was pushed by him without any defense, and his back directly hit the tree trunk behind him.

"I want to become stronger, I want to become stronger now!" Zhang Deqi seemed to be crazy, shouting and looking around, "Become stronger, how can I become stronger the fastest..."

Pei Qingyu bent down and leaned against the tree trunk, his face turned pale from the pain. He realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Zhang Deqi's mental state, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Deqi, calm down first."

He stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Deqi, but the severe pain in his back made his eyes go dark.

Pei Qingyu snorted, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Zhang Deqi had already run away.

When Pei Qingyu heard about Zhang Deqi again, it was already a month later.

"…This is impossible."

Standing in the center of the director's office, Pei Qingyu gritted his teeth and repeated: "Didn't Zhang Deqi just disappear? How could it be..."

——How could he die?

"It must be because I haven't found it yet." Pei Qingyu closed his eyes, turned around and wanted to go out while talking, but suddenly staggered.

"Pei Qingyu, calm down." Director Chen took a step forward to support the panting man with his eyes closed, feeling the heat gradually rising from his body, and said in a deep voice, "You have a fever, don't be brave, just stay here."

Pei Qingyu followed the strength of Director Chen's arm and slowly sat down on the chair, eyes downcast.

For the past month, he has searched everywhere for Zhang Deqi after get off work every day, and his body, which has been sleepless for a month, finally collapsed after hearing the bad news.

"...What's wrong with him..." Before Pei Qingyu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a rush of coughing.

Director Chen seemed to understand the meaning of his words, sighed and said slowly: "It's drowning, when someone finds out, it's already too late."

"...Uncle Chen, can I go and see him?"

Pei Qingyu was silent for a moment, then he spoke again but changed his name.He didn't wait for Director Chen to answer, he stood up while leaning on the wall, and walked slowly to the forensic room downstairs.

The dissection table in the center of the forensic room was covered with a white cloth.

Pei Qingyu endured the gradually severe dizziness before his eyes, and walked forward step by step.

He stood still with his support on the dissecting table, the cold touch seemed to relieve some of the pain in his head.

Pei Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw the face under the white cloth, his fingers suddenly curled up.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me... I shouldn't have said that that day..." Pei Qingyu staggered back a step, his panting became more and more rapid, just as he was about to continue to say something, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

...

"On the same day, Captain Pei was sent to the hospital because of a persistent high fever. When he was discharged a few days later, Zhang Deqi had been confirmed as a suicide caused by insanity, and even his body had already been cremated."

"Everyone believes in this judgment, except Team Pei. Team Pei has been trying to investigate the real cause of Zhang Deqi's death, but due to too few clues and his physical condition later, the case has not made any progress."

Lin Shichu sighed, and continued: "Later, Team Pei's condition was almost on the verge of collapse, and it didn't get better until the deputy came."

"So Team Pei really doesn't know about Zhang Jinghao's existence?" Song Ranran asked softly after a pause.

"I don't know." Lin Shichu shook his head. "At that time, Director Chen was worried that Team Pei would be in trouble again, so he directly lifted his authority over these two cases. So until now, Team Pei finally knew that Zhang Jinghao was the murderer who killed Zhang Delin."

"Then Team Pei doesn't need to blame himself, he obviously didn't do anything." Song Ranran waved her hand, a little angrily.

Lin Shichu shook his head, did not answer her words, but changed the subject: "So Ranran, the 'Number of Psychiatrists' you saw in Bureau Chen's notebook belongs to Team Pei."

Song Ranran, who was originally furious, froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and asked with some concern: "Then Brother Lin, how is Team Pei doing now?"

"I'm not sure." Lin Shichu was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not too sure." Song Ranran pursed her lips, and said hesitantly, "When I left, I couldn't help but turn my head, and saw Director Chen added a line at the bottom of the book, which also read 'Psychiatrist' There is a word '1' written after the times'."

"Is Team Pei seeing a psychiatrist again now?"

·

Unlike the police station and the villa, which were calm and composed, the situation of Pei Qingyan and Song Xuanmo in the factory was not so optimistic.

"Momo, did you just say how many rooms do I have before I can see you?" Pei Qingyan shut the door of the second room in embarrassment and shouted from inside the room.

After a long time, Song Xuanmo's gentle voice came out from the monitoring: "...There are only two, brother Yan."

The clues in the two rooms in front were all related to blood, and Song Xuanmo seemed to solve the riddle too smoothly.Pei Qingyan stood there worried, and was about to ask something when he heard a suppressed cough from the monitor.

As soon as Song Xuanmo finished speaking, a cough came to his throat. He immediately bit his lower lip tightly, but he still couldn't stop the dry pain in his throat.

The amount of blood loss had almost reached a limit, Song Xuanmo's lips turned white, and every time he closed his eyes, he seemed to be about to fall asleep immediately, and his whole body felt more and more cold.

"Cough, cough, I'm fine." Song Xuanmo managed to suppress the cough in his throat, and immediately spoke in a hoarse voice to comfort him, "Hurry up and get out of here, and you'll see me soon, I promise."

Pei Qingyan on the opposite side of the screen raised his head worriedly. Since the last room, Song Xuanmo's time to respond to him became shorter and shorter, and it was Pei Qingyan who called him several times before he heard Song Xuanmo's confused "hmm" .

"Momo, do you really have nothing to hide from me?" Pei Qingyan spoke again, his face turning cold.

Song Xuanmo looked at Pei Qingyan with a serious expression, and trembled involuntarily. He didn't speak immediately, but turned his head to look at the blood collection equipment aside.The blood volume there has exceeded 400ml.

Song Xuanmo sighed, turned his head and said to Pei Qingyan with a steady voice: "There is one thing, but I can't tell you yet. When we find a way to leave this room, I'll tell you as a reward, okay?" "

Pei Qingyan lowered his head and clenched his hands hanging by his sides tightly.

Song Xuanmo's consciousness was a little fuzzy again. He blinked and looked at Pei Qingyan on the screen, and said again with a smile and sigh: "Brother Yan, will you promise me?"

Pei Qingyan stared heavily at the blind spot of the monitoring in front, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Song Xuanmo's consciousness became a little fuzzy again, but he managed not to fall asleep until he saw Pei Qingyan turn his head and seemed to say something in a low voice.

Song Xuanmo opened his eyes slightly, but couldn't control the loss of consciousness.

He didn't hear anything in the end.