Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Yi Renxin went to see the house introduced by Jiang Xun the next day.

Standing in front of the townhouse, Yi Renxin stood at the door wearing sunglasses and casual clothes.

"Mr. Yi, this villa has four floors, three floors above ground and a basement of hundreds of square meters."

The real estate agent opened the door and invited him in to have a look.

"The location here is quiet and there are few people. The neighbors next door are also easy to talk to and get along with. Look at the furniture, although no one has lived in it for seven or eight years. In fact, it has been maintained very well so far. Regular meetings Somebody's coming to clean it up."

Yi Renxin followed the agent into the villa and looked at the house from top to bottom.

From the face wearing sunglasses, the intermediary couldn't tell whether the customer liked it or not.

Say you don't like it, he looked at the house in great detail, and even carefully looked at the walls of the basement inside and out.

He said he liked it, but he never took the initiative to care about the price of the house, the property or the number of places in nearby schools, and even gave the agent a few points about such topics, but the other party didn't take it to heart at all.

That night, after Jiang Xun got the news from the agent, he called Yi Renxin.

"I heard that you are not satisfied with that house? Why?"

Yi Renxin is sitting in the dental clinic at the moment, holding a tooth model in both hands, and is using a knife to modify the shape of the tooth little by little. When facing the questioning, his tone is flat, "I am not dissatisfied, that house is very good, but I am already in other places. I found a house, so I gave it up for now."

"Well, I thought that if you bought that house, we could still be neighbors."

When Jiang Xun learned that he had given up the villa next door, he looked at the air ticket page being previewed on the webpage with some disappointment.

"There will be a chance."

Yi Ren Xinyi pointed out something, but Jiang Xun thought he meant that after he returned to China, he would introduce him to the neighborhood of his newly bought house, and it would be good for him to buy a house there too.

It happened that a fake Jiang Wu lived on Shizhu Road, and he didn't have any good feelings for that house, so he couldn't live there.

After hanging up the phone, Yi Renxin continued with his work.

Back then in Yangcheng, the three of them took the coal boss's money and quickly acquired a brand new identity. By chance, he saw a man with a faint smell of disinfectant in the urban library.

The book that the man is holding in his hand is a color picture of human anatomy.

A human with eyes closed, whose stomach was unfolded by a scalpel, revealing all the hidden organs, red, white, thin, thick, and colorful piled up on the cover, instantly attracted Yi Renxin's attention.

He stood there remembering the name written on the book, and when the man put down the book, he went to pick up the book, from the first page until the library was closed before putting down the book.

The next day, he got in as soon as the library opened, and continued to read the book, and he found that the middle-aged man had also come today.

The other party came to the library for a week in a row, and Yi Renxin wrote down the books that the man picked up every time. After the man left, he went to pick up the book that had been flipped through to check.

One day, he picked up the books he had read halfway before, and suddenly heard someone standing behind him talking.

"Do you like medicine very much?" the man asked him.

This medical expert who came from other places on a business trip actually discovered this poorly dressed teenage boy three days ago, and has been following him, constantly flipping through the books he had read.

Three days ago, he remembered that in the book he had read before, there was a passage in which a foreign doctor discussed the possibility of genetic modification.

He wanted to go back and search for that content again, but found that the book he had borrowed was in the hands of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Silently sitting on the floor of the corner bookshelf, eagerly reading the obscure and difficult knowledge.

In the next few days, he secretly paid attention to the boy, and saw that every time he put down the book, the boy picked it up and read it quickly.

After observing for three days in a row, he finally couldn't bear to go forward and talk to the other party.

A Gou looked at each other vigilantly, and when he heard the question, he opened a line in the book in his hand, "Why is dilated cardiomyopathy the same as the intact cross-section? The cause of the myocardium is said to be due to atrial hypertrophy and myocardial fibrosis." Pathological Q wave? But why is it the same here in the picture? How to distinguish the cause?"

The deputy director of the Sixth City Hospital who came to Yangcheng on a business trip from Jinjiang City looked down at the two cross-sectional patterns of the heart and the pathology map pointed by the slender finger.

Surprised to find that what the other party said was completely correct, it was just that the pattern of pathological cardiomyopathy was printed incorrectly, and the pattern of a cross-section of an intact heart was used on it, so the boy couldn't understand it.

In the last ten days after he left Yangcheng, the old and the young began to read books together in the library, and Yi Renxin would ask each other any questions he didn't understand.

Every time the other party will tell him in an easy-to-understand manner.

On the last day, the dean was about to leave Yangcheng, and before leaving, he carefully selected a gift for Yi Renxin.

It was a formal stethoscope, a white coat, and several medical books he had chosen for the other party.

"I'm leaving Yangcheng soon. I can see that you like medicine very much. If one day you want to formally study these things, you can come to Jinjiang City to find me."

Seeing the crude clothes Yi Renxin was wearing, he wanted to inquire about the situation of the other's family several times, and even made a plan to accept apprentices for him.

But the other party rejected his proposal. On the day before leaving, the dean was in the corner of the airport and saw the boy who came to see him off alone.

The other party was wearing the white coat he presented as a gift, looking at the dean who walked up to him, and asked the question of the last time they met in this life.

"Study medicine, what is the most important thing?"

"Benevolence, the benevolence of doctors, learning medicine is very hard, but there are still countless people who persevere, most of them are because of the benevolence of doctors, wanting to help others relieve the suffering of diseases, and medical ethics are also very important."

After the old dean left, Yi Renxin returned to his new home where he is now living. In the gym, He Yang was exercising desperately to become stronger. When he became stronger, he would be able to avenge his dead brother.

When Wen Yan came back in the evening, he asked them if they had thought of a new name. They were about to use money to get a new identity, but neither of these two boys gave him a name.

"He San, from now on I will be He San."

He Yang officially changed his name to He San, and his photo and new name were printed on the new old-fashioned ID card.

"Yi Renxin." Agou also reported his new name.

From then on, the three people who lived together had different surnames. Wen Yan also asked Yi Renxin and He San to go to school in order to deceive others, but most of them still invited independent tutors...

The young doctor sitting in the dental clinic is patiently polishing the human teeth grinder in his hand.

Underneath this pure white tooth grinder is the real tooth that was removed from the mouth of the flower-armed brother.

The abrasive tools still need to be polished and polished. Yi Renxin placed the braces that had just been carved into abrasive tools on the desk and looked at them carefully.

At the same time, Song Jianyu was also bending over to look at something.

The head case in Wenli Garden District soon spread to his ears.

Because the location of the incident is too sensitive, the case has been moved to their crime prevention department.

Song Zongming and Shi Hongmei, who lived upstairs, heard that Yu Yao had been killed, and both of them were too scared to think about the fact that the murderer would not be able to kill again.

They never leave the Jinghu Garden Community every day, and when they go downstairs for a walk, there will always be a policewoman disguised as their daughter to accompany them.

The security guards at the entrance of the community keep their eyes open 24 hours a day, to guard against all strange and suspicious people entering here.

Song Jianyu, escorted by Qin Shiguan, came to the forensic studio of the Public Security Bureau in the urban area.

On the planing table in the studio, a well-preserved head is placed here.

This is the head of Yu Yao who disappeared and died in Wenli Garden Community.

"This head has been identified by us. It was made by professional medical professionals with scalpels and cutting tools. In addition, the head has obvious traces of being preserved after bloodletting and cleaning. It is very likely that it is one of the 863 real murderers you mentioned. A young doctor."

Song Jianyu stood in front of this head wearing a double-layer mask, carefully scrutinized the opponent's technique as required, and then straightened up and shook his head after a while, "I can't see that I haven't studied medicine. I'm not as good at these professional knowledge as you are. , but this habit of preserving human organs intact is indeed a technique he is good at."

Thanks to that lunatic's tendency to show off, when he possessed Shuhui, Song Jianyu saw those well-preserved bottles and jars from the other's refrigerator several times.

"We have searched the entire Wenli Garden community from inside to outside, but we haven't found any other organs and limbs of the deceased. According to the habits of the person you mentioned, these remaining body parts are likely to be buried. Save it for collection."

Qin Shiguan took him out of here and walked to another studio.

"The monitoring of the underground garage of the community and the gate of the community, we have retrieved all the monitoring in the past month. After identification by the property management and the guards, there are a total of 132 tenants who are not the owners and tenants of the community. The pictures taken are all printed out. Set it here."

He led Song Jianyu to the long table at the desk, and all the pictures on the table were distributed according to gender and age.

Song Jianyu looked at the photos on the table that were taken by surveillance cameras and then printed out.

He raised his head and asked, "I described it to Shangguan Hong. Didn't he find anyone in the portrait he drew?"

"We found several similar persons. Our police officers are investigating the specific information of those similar persons. We will notify you as soon as we have the results."

"There are so many photos, let me take my time." Song Jianyu dragged a stool and sat down, planning to spend the whole afternoon here.

"I'll get you a cup of coffee."

Qin Shiguan went out and closed the door, but Zhou Jianming stopped him not far away, and the two went aside to talk.

In the office, Song Jianyu sat there alone looking at the photos, and half an hour had passed before he knew it.

Putting down the two fuzzy sheets of printing paper in his hand, the person in the chair felt his eyes were a little dry, rubbed his eyes hard and closed them again, thinking about counting to a hundred before opening them again.

"1, 2, 3, 46, 54..."

After 1 minute, Song Jianyu opened his eyes again, looked at the man beside the bed smiling and staring at him, and sat up abruptly.