Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

"It's the devil! It's the devil!"

Director He went completely crazy, stuffed the note directly into his mouth and ate it, and insisted on leaving the hospital. A man in a hospital suit rushed into the nearby police station in a panic: "I want to call the police. Someone is following me, someone is trying to kill me!"

"Hello, where did you find out that you were being followed?"

The policeman from the Public Security Bureau took a look at the hospital gown he was wearing, and gave his colleague a knowing look, asking him to call the hospital, as if some mental patient had escaped.

He himself comforted the other party, took the other party into the observation room and sat down, poured him hot water, and told him not to get excited.

The person holding the water glass was a little confused after receiving too many stimuli in one day. He told the police how he found out that someone was following him and someone was trying to kill him.

"Someone left me a note, wishing me good health and everything goes well. Someone must be trying to kill me!!"

The policeman interrupted the other party calmly: "Apart from this note? Are there any other special circumstances?"

Director He thought of the things that Yuanfeng Group did in the morning, and when he thought of donating all his money like this, he began to breathe hard: "There is still morning! I told my subordinates to donate all my money, but I Why donate your own money if you're not crazy?

Do you know how hard I worked to earn that money?How many illegal things have I done to earn so much property with great difficulty!Now it’s all donated... donated..."

Let a person who loves money like his life lose everything in one morning.

He Dong, who was not sick at first, was really sick because of being overly frightened.

After the police listened to all his statements, the ambulance from the hospital also came to the scene, sedated the agitated Dong He, and sent him back to the hospital.

When Song Jianyu went to Dong He's body for the third time, he found that he had changed to a brand new ward, but the other patients in this ward seemed a little weird.

When the doctor came to examine him, Song Jianyu found out that Director He really became mentally abnormal for a little money.

The whole person is talking nonsense, no matter who they are yelling money at, money, my money, is my money.

The police did not remove him from the suspect list just because he went crazy. After Zhou Jianming's investigation, they quickly found the colleague who destroyed the evidence internally.

That man was an old employee who had worked in the evidence department for 20 years. Last year, his wife fell ill with brain cancer and he didn't tell anyone in the unit.

But his little salary and part-time job are just a drop in the bucket for his wife's illness.

People from the Yuanfeng Group came to him and originally offered him 300 million yuan to treat his wife's illness, but they just wanted him to destroy all relevant information about Director He in the evidence held by the police.

"Old Qiang, tell me why you are so stupid!" Zhou Jianming felt heartbroken for him after hearing his reasons, "Actually, the bureau was raising money for my sister-in-law in private last month, and it was planned to give it to you in the past few days." , It turned out that Zhang San sent the information to me, and I was delayed for a while. What you are doing now is not only letting a criminal suspect go, but even charging yourself with the crime of destroying evidence."

"Actually, I didn't destroy all those things. When the other party asked me for it, I only handed over some of them. I also kept some evidence that I thought were important."

Lao Qiang opened his wallet, and handed over the few pieces of evidence he had hidden inside to Zhou Jianming, "I was foolish and greedy for money, but I know that your criminal police will not let go of all suspicious things so easily. If it will be useful one day, I will not destroy it."

Zhou Jianming brought over the well-preserved pieces of evidence, handed the donation raised by the whole unit in his pocket to the other party, pondered for a moment and said, "I won't report this matter to you for punishment, you can find a reason to retreat Take care of sister-in-law."

Half a month later, Director He, who was repeatedly possessed by Song Jianyu, finally woke up before going crazy.

He insisted that God was punishing him for his crimes, and that he needed atonement now, and the first thing he had to do in order to do so was to offer those criminal accomplices to the police.

Song Jianyu got the latest first-hand news from Qin Shiguan, and after knowing that he opened his mouth to provide information, he finally possessed him next time and stopped torturing Dong He.

This behavior made Director He think that it was right for him to take the initiative to find the way of the police. In order to get rid of his charges, he used the concentration and determination of how to take down the Yuanfeng Group.

Racking their brains to shirk all the crimes on others.

Those people saw that he wanted to avoid guilt in this way, so why should they go to jail? He only needs to be locked up in a mental hospital?It is obvious that he is the mastermind of all the cases.

A group of people dog-eat-dog, no one let anyone go, framed each other and blamed each other, when all the cases were found out and the sentence was pronounced, all of them were imprisoned, and Director He was also sent to a mental hospital specially designated for criminals. The hospital area, where he will sleep in a 16-person ward for the rest of his life, wearing a straitjacket and waiting for the nurse to give him medicine every day, and occasionally being beaten by other crazy patients.

It took the police two months to announce the end of the case. On the day it ended, Song Jianyu was in the No. [-] City Hospital, supporting Song Zongming for an examination.

A stooped man in a hospital gown entered the examination room, and Song Jianyu sat on a stool in the corridor outside the door and waited silently.

Half an hour later, Song Jianyu sent Song Zongming back to the single ward to rest, and went to the doctor's office to get the examination report.

"Hi doctor, I am Song Zongming's family member, and this is his inspection report."

The doctor in a white coat picked up the latest inspection report, "Is this your father's first inspection?"

"It was checked in other hospitals before."

"In his current situation, I suggest that you go through the hospitalization procedures immediately. You can watch the film here and here and here are spreading. Hospitalization can help relieve his pain to a certain extent."

Song Jianyu looked at the CT between the doctor's fingers and asked calmly, "I want to know how long he has left."

Ten minutes later, the person who came out of the doctor's office did not go back directly to the ward, but walked up to a small unoccupied balcony far away from the inpatient department.

The man who stood there blowing the wind for half an hour finally calmed himself down, and the man who turned to go back to the ward caught a glimpse of a somewhat familiar figure in a white coat flashing past his eyes.

"It's the doctor in that black clinic."

Song Jianyu looked over and saw the man talking to the nurse with a smile on his face. After the nurse left, the other party noticed something and turned to look here.

Across a long corridor, Yi Renxin looked at the young man standing by the balcony over there, nodded to him while the smile on his face hadn't completely subsided, and then left from the corridor.

Song Jianyu waited for the other party to leave, and followed him to Song Zongming's ward.

On the same floor, in two wards in different directions.

Song Zongming was watching TV in the room, and when he saw his son coming back, he sat up quickly: "Son, let's leave the hospital."

"The doctor said that your current body hurts every day. He suggested that it would be more suitable for you to stay." Song Jianyu opened the stool and sat on the side of the bed and said, "I just sent a text message to my mother, and she also agreed that you can directly He was hospitalized, and now he is packing a change of clothes at home and needs to come over."

"That's all the doctor's exaggeration. In fact, I don't feel any pain at all." Song Zongming pretended not to care, but it made Song Jianyu feel even more uncomfortable.

It had been a while since he had dreamed of the madman again, nor had he even had a chance to go back in time.

If his abilities were stronger and he worked harder, he could go back to the past and change everything now.

But there is nothing he can do now.

In the single ward at the other end, Yi Renxin skillfully carried the hot water from the phone, and wiped the body of the old man with his eyes open on the bed.

"I was in the corridor just now, and it was very interesting to see a young man." Thinking of the face at the end of the corridor, Yi Renxin smiled and picked up the old newspaper on the bedside table.

That was a report published by the local news after the re-investigation of the 863 case a few months ago, which published a picture of the arrest of Song Zongming, the criminal murderer 23 years ago.

Although the photo is a black-and-white photo taken more than 20 years ago, it is still clearly printed in today's newspapers, allowing people to remember the appearance of that face at a glance.

"Do you still remember him?" Yi Renxin opened the newspaper, and the old man who could only move his eyes on the bed lifted his cloudy eyelids to look at the person printed on the newspaper.

"I was outside the door just now and saw a person who looked exactly like this face. I thought I had traveled through time and space in a daze."

Yi Renxin laughed.

When Wen Yan heard this sentence, his eyeballs rolled wildly, and he opened his mouth to say something, but the person who had no tongue and hadn't made a sound for a long time could only let out a strange roar when he opened his mouth.

"Isn't it interesting? How about I capture that person? Now everyone is looking for the real culprit of 863. It just so happens that someone who looks so similar to Song Zongming back then is unlucky. Let's give them another real culprit, as if Is it interesting?"

Yi Renxin thought for a while, when the police caught this unlucky ghost, they would be very funny after seeing that face.