Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Lying there motionless, Wen Yan let out an indistinct growl, staring at Yi Renxin with his cloudy eyes.

Although he couldn't utter a single word, Yi Renxin, who wiped his palm with his hands, understood the other person's eyes.

"You've been lying here for more than [-] years, and you're still so excited when you hear the word murder. You're really crazy." Looking into those eyes, Yi Renxin sighed.

After helping the other party wipe his whole body clean and then put on clean hospital clothes, Yi Renxin went out with a serious face to pour water.

In the tea room, Song Jianyu was standing in front of the sink, washing the grapes that Song's mother had bought along the way.

The green grapes were packed in transparent plastic bags, and the person who turned on the faucet to wash things heard footsteps coming from behind him.

After a while, a figure in a white coat appeared on his right. The figure poured the dirty water into another sink. After cleaning the washbasin, he saw the grapes that Song Jianyu placed on the countertop.

"These grapes look so fresh, did you buy them in the supermarket on the second floor?" Yi Renxin asked.

Song Jianyu turned his head to look over when he heard the voice, and saw that it was the doctor in the black clinic. His eyes flicked across the white coat on the other person's body, which was no different from that of the doctor in the hospital, and then followed the direction the other person pointed, Looking at the grapes on the table, he shook his head: "I either bought them in the supermarket, or they were bought at the fruit stand on the road outside."

"Well, I saw it was fresh and thought about buying a copy for my family. It would be inconvenient if it wasn't for the supermarket downstairs."

Yi Renxin looked disappointed.

The person who was washing the grapes with his arms in his arms thought for a while and took out another bunch of grapes from the bag, washed them quickly and handed them to the other party: "If you don't mind, I'll give these to you. I bought too many and I was thinking about it." What to do, it happens to be shared by someone now."

"Okay, add a WeChat message and I'll transfer the money to you." Yi Renxin unceremoniously picked up the bunch of grapes, and took out his phone from his pocket with the other hand.

Song Jianyu, who hadn't looked at the other person very much, suddenly felt that this person's voice sounded a little familiar. Before he could figure out where he heard the voice, he subconsciously asked: "Forget about the money, you are also from this family." A doctor from the hospital?" Could it be that the black clinic is a part-time job?

Yi Renxinyan looked down at the white coat on his body, and said with a smile, "Is it obvious?"

Song Jianyu clenched the grapes in his palm and recognized who the voice belonged to.

He tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and raised the corners of his mouth: "Yeah, I haven't seen anyone else wear this except doctors."

"I think chatting with you is very interesting, let's add a friend." Yi Renxin was very curious about whether the other person's face was natural or acquired. This person seemed to have nothing to do with Song Zongming.

Because Song Zongming was imprisoned 23 years ago. At that time, he was a student and unmarried. The man in front of him looked like he was just in his early twenties.

Could it be Song Zongming's relatives and descendants?

No matter what calculations Yi Renxin had in his heart, Song Jianyu calmly rejected the other party's proposal.

"My mobile phone is out of battery, I will add it next time if I have a chance."

The grapes in his hand had all been washed, and the person standing by the pool calmly put all the grapes into bags, then said goodbye to each other with the bag, and walked out of the tea room.

The person who has been walking out with his head down, his peripheral vision and ears have been listening to the movement behind him. He is not sure if the other party has been watching him from behind. The person carrying the grapes passed by the door of the ward where Song Zongming lived without stopping. Walking to the end of the corridor, until the safe door at the corner, after confirming that he was out of sight behind him, Song Jianyu opened the safe door and rushed down the stairwell without looking back, and went straight downstairs to meet the hospital security guard. Borrowed a mobile phone and made a call.

"Hello?" Qin Shiguan looked at the strange number displayed on the phone screen and connected the phone.

"I seem to see him. My parents are now on the same floor as him in the hospital."

Song Jianyu was trembling all over, thinking that the murderer of 863 was in the hospital, and why the other party appeared here, was he after their family?

He took the initiative to talk to himself just now, has he been staring at himself for a while?These may be related to suspicion, making the people standing in front of the security tremble when they speak.

The person on the other end of the phone stood up on the spot, took his coat and went out: "You first find a safe place to hide, and I will take people there now."

"My parents' place..." Song Jianyu raised his head, looking at the ceiling above, only to find it difficult to breathe: "Try to find a way to contact the hospital for me, I saw that he is wearing a doctor's white coat, if he goes to rounds or... ..."

Song Jianyu couldn't continue.

"Don't panic, I will ask the nearby police station to assist you right now."

Qin Shiguan walked to Zhou Jianming's side, covered the microphone and whispered, "Song Jianyu suspected that he saw the real murderer of 863. Now their whole family is on the same floor as the real murderer, and there is a high probability that they will be targeted by the real murderer to take revenge again. , and now they need support."

Zhou Jianming pushed away the chair abruptly and looked at the other party sharply: "Is the news true?"

"It's true. The real culprit just chatted with Song Jianyu deliberately to test Song Jianyu's reaction. We need to get the nearby police to help as soon as possible. It is said that the murderer is wearing a doctor's white coat. Song Zongming is now in the ward on the same floor."

Zhou Jianming's scalp became numb when he heard the news, and he didn't hesitate to call everyone in the office: "All the people in casual clothes pretended to go to the No. 863 Hospital in the city, where the real murderer of [-] was contacting Song Zongming, suspected of retaliation. Everyone held a wooden warehouse!!"

Song Jianyu didn't lie to Yi Renxin, his phone was really out of battery and now it was charging in Song Zongming's ward.

Mother Song was standing in front of the closet, taking out the clothes in the suitcase one by one and hanging them in the closet.

When he heard his mobile phone ring, he raised his voice without looking back: "Old Song, answer the call for me."

Since Mother Song came, Song Zongming, who was not allowed to get off the hospital bed, smiled and picked up Mother Song's mobile phone, and connected the phone: "Hello, Hongmei is busy now, what can I do?"

"Dad is me. I saw that person was also on the same floor. The other person has been approaching me since just now. I don't know if he is following me. You and mother lock the door in the ward and don't let anyone Someone came in, and this person was wearing a doctor's white coat, and he might enter the ward under the pretext of seeing a doctor to change his dressing, and you must not let anyone in without my call."

Song Jianyu is now squatting in the security room on the phone.

Song Zongming, who was sitting on the hospital bed and laughing, got off the ground on the spot when he heard the news. Before he could put on his shoes, he ran over and closed and locked the door of the ward.

"Don't worry, son, no one here will dare to hurt your mother!"

It was not enough for Song Zongming to close the door. He ran over and moved all the tea table and single sofa placed in the single ward behind the door to block them.

Shi Hongmei, who was standing in front of the closet, watched the scene, "What's wrong? You block the door for a while and talk about how to get in."

"My son said that he saw family members of patients making trouble with knives outside. It's a mess outside. Let's close the door and wait for the police and security to deal with it before going out. Otherwise, it would be dangerous." Song Zongming stood behind the door and didn't tell the truth. , he didn't want to scare Shi Hongmei.

The person standing in front of the closet was startled when he heard that someone was making trouble with a knife outside. He didn't care about tidying up his clothes, so he pulled the person behind the door away: "Then you can't stand with your body. The door is blocked, you lie down and I will drag other things to the door and block it."

She took out all the clothes that had been put in the closet just now, put them all in the suitcase, and piled the suitcases behind the door along with the coffee table and sofa.

I even reached out and tugged at the doorknob, making sure that people from outside would not come in and dare not go far, so I sat on the single sofa and said confidently to Song Zongming, "Including my weight of a hundred catties , to ensure that no one can bump into it!"

The police near the No. 5 Hospital of the city received the news, and within five minutes all plainclothes rushed to the hospital to join Song Jianyu.

"Which floor are your parents on?" Wen Dajiang, deputy director of the Xiushan Road Police Station, asked Song Jianyu.

"Ward 614 in the left-hand corridor on the sixth floor is a single room, and my parents are in it." Song Jianyu said.

"We understand the situation. Xiaoyu and Lingnan pretended to be couples and went to 614 to guard the protector. The others went to the various intersections of the hospital to disperse and guard. Song Jianyu, you go with me to the security monitoring room."

Wen Dajiang calmly directed everyone to disperse to various places first, and raise their vigilance to prevent the murderer from escaping.

He took Song Jianyu to the security monitoring room of the hospital by himself, and asked someone to retrieve the monitoring screen from the sixth floor half an hour ago.

"Come here and see what the person who is talking to you looks like."

Wen Dajiang motioned Song Jianyu to come closer and asked him to point out who was the real murderer in the surveillance.

The two policemen named Yu Yu and Lingnan pretended to be looking for relatives, took the elevator up to the sixth floor, and quickly found the door of Ward 614.

The two stood outside the door and knocked on the door.

With his back facing the door, Shi Hongmei, who was sitting on the sofa, turned her head suddenly when she heard the knock on the door.

Song Zongming, who had been concentrating on the hospital bed, also stood up immediately.

He ran all the way over and pulled Shi Hongmei behind him, looked at the closed door with extreme vigilance and asked, "Who?"

There is a small transparent glass window above the door of the inpatient department, from which a young man and woman standing outside can be seen.

When Song Zongming saw the tall and burly young man, he became even more nervous when he thought of his son's words.

Pretending to be stretched, Yu Yu flashed the ID hidden in his sleeve over the glass window, and said to the person inside through the glass window with a smile: "Second Uncle, it's me, Yu Yu. My mother has something to do today. I can’t come, so let me come to visit your old man.”

After finishing speaking, he opened his mouth and said silently: "The police."

"Old Song, this man is a policeman."

Shi Hongmei, who was standing behind Song Zongming, saw the certificate with sharp eyes just now, and quickly patted Song Zongming on the shoulder to let him not be nervous, and walked out from behind him to open the door.

"The police can't let us open the door. You should stand outside no matter what happens."

Song Zongming grabbed Shi Hongmei again, resolutely refusing to let anyone in.

863 The real culprit is outside, who knows whether this person is a real policeman or a fake policeman.

They didn't open the door, and Xiao Yu didn't force it outside. He and Lingnan stood in front of the wall outside the door and chatted casually, while their eyes were observing every passing patient, family member, and doctor in a white coat.

In the security monitoring room downstairs, the moment Zhou Jianming opened the door and walked in, he just heard Song Jianyu standing in front of the monitoring room pointing to a figure in a white coat on the screen: "That's him!"