Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu didn't say a word, the woman lying on the operating table had her belly open and covered with sterile cloth, and a few scissors that pinched the blood vessels were still on him.

The time from when he woke up to when the anesthetic dissipated was so short that Song Jianyu suspected that he hadn't had anesthesia at all.

The bloody towel in his mouth was firmly bitten by the upper and lower rows of teeth.

At this moment, he has exhausted all his strength to be able to breathe with his eyes open, and he has no intention of caring who the kidney belongs to.

Song Jianyu no longer looked at the kidney, he tried to see clearly the guy who was operating on himself alone, and wanted to remember what the other person looked like.

The woman whose teeth were about to be crushed stared at the bastard in front of her eyes, but this guy was hiding like a turtle.

Wearing a surgical cap on his head, a huge mask and glasses on his face, Song Jianyu could only stare fiercely at the two visible eyebrows.

Cursing the other party from the bottom of my heart, starting from today, I will add all the rotten buttocks, rotten hemorrhoids, internal hemorrhoids and external hemorrhoids!It is best to spend the rest of your life in the anorectal department.

When he wakes up, he will let this guy know how powerful Zhang San is!

The doctor who re-stitched the wound occasionally looked back at the patient, and every time he met the eyes that stared at him intently, he wanted to laugh out loud.

He also really laughed out loud, using his fingers to lift the two pieces of skin in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Did you feel it? I'm busy sewing your skin."

Song Jianyu originally only felt the pain, and he used his whole body and mind to stare at this bastard, but now that he was reminded by the other party, his attention immediately became his stomach uncontrollably.

The other party seemed to feel that it was not enough just to remind her, so she gently squeezed her incision wound, with a smile on her face, "Can you feel my fingers?"

The woman who couldn't move began to move along that cold finger involuntarily with tense nerves.

The cold fingertips rubbed against the wound, and then they were picked up violently.

"Ah!" Even through the bloody towel, the doctor who was lifting that piece of skin could hear the sound of teeth chattering and clenching.

"Start stitching here now, the first stitch here."

The body where the anesthesia had faded allowed people to clearly perceive where the finger fell, and the next moment Song Jianyu felt that someone had stabbed a fire stick into his stomach.

And he could clearly feel every piece of skin that the fire stick passed through, every time it stopped.

The whole wound was completely stitched up, and the person lying there could not fall asleep again and return to his body, nor could he move. He had to be reminded time and time again, and his passive mind was concentrated on that place. The disemboweled position.

Ling Chi's pain made the woman on the operating table, her pupils dilated slightly, lay there on her back with blood on her mouth, waiting to die.

"Okay! I sewed you a bow, it's in a perfect shape." The doctor who sewed up the last piece of skin picked up a mirror with a smile, lifted it up and straightened Song Jianyu's face, letting him bow his head through the mirror The mirror can see the wounds on his own body.

A huge and ugly bow was printed on his side waist.

The person holding the mirror leaned towards him: "Isn't it beautiful? Isn't it a hundred times better than your work in the alley of Xigong District?"

The word "Xigong District" made the woman on the operating table look shocked.

Such an expression pleased the other party, the palm with the cold and unpleasant smell of blood stroked Song Jianyu's face, and the doctor in a white coat gently stroked her cheek.

"I knew it was you who did it. That corpse is really bad. It doesn't look like the work 23 years ago. Why did you learn this? It's really unsatisfactory and I want to start all over again. once."

Last night I heard that there was a murder case in the Xigong District, which was very similar to the 23 case 863 years ago.

He suddenly became interested. He had forgotten about this matter long ago, but he didn't want someone to find out about it after such a long time.

It's still such a poor imitation of killing.

The woman on the operating table, who had been enduring the pain, calmed down. Although the pain in his stomach still made him short of breath, Song Jianyu had already begun to look around.

This bastard's face is so tightly covered, but there are a few places that the other party can't hide.

His height, head shape, eyebrows, ears, clothes, and everything in the operating room were exposed to his eyes.

"what?"

The face got closer again, and the two of them were now less than a foot away from each other, so close that Song Jianyu could smell the smell of disinfectant in addition to the smell of blood.

"After I said this, not only are you not afraid, but you are more energetic?"

Song Jianyu didn't bother to care about this lunatic, and was busy looking at everything in the room.

The lunatic holding his face in his hands frowned dissatisfied with such a neglected look, and directly pulled out the towel that Song Jianyu was biting into: "Come talk, why are you ignoring me! What are you looking at!"

Song Jianyu's cheeks were pinched and he turned around. He could only look at the masked man in front of him who was gradually going crazy: "If you want to blame—I'll blame you for being ugly—it's not as good as the ceiling—it's worth watching."

"You're talking again, I like hearing you talk very interesting."

Song Jianyu couldn't say anything about this kind of lunatic, and he actually liked it when he scolded him.

What a complete mad dog.

"Okay, your wound needs to be recuperated and I can't keep disturbing you. After you recover from your injury, I will take you to re-enact the works of that year. You will definitely like it."

After removing the palms pinched on both sides of his cheeks, Song Jianyu saw that the man turned around and picked up a needle, and pricked his skin.

The cold liquid was pushed into the body, and Song Jianyu's limbs, which had a little reaction just now, became powerless again.

"Get a good night's sleep."

The uncontrollable drowsiness made Song Jianyu close his eyes passively, and when he opened them again, an expressionless face directly above was watching him.

"stand up."

Qin Shiguan raised his head and looked down at the young man sitting up on the chair, "Thank you for cooperating with the police investigation, you father and son can go now."

The criminal police who hadn't slept all night returned to the brigade, and saw two people assisting the investigation in the conference room, who had been sleeping since last night.

Especially Song Jianyu, Ye Cheng stared at the surveillance and fast-forwarded all the surveillance in the conference room overnight and today.

Counting carefully, "This guy came in for eighteen hours and slept for a full sixteen hours! Is his illness so serious?"

Simply incredible.

How can someone open their eyes and only drink a bowl of porridge, then lie down and close their eyes and still fall asleep.

Song Zongming had woken up for a while, but he couldn't wake up Song Jianyu who was sleeping soundly on the chair.

The criminal police in the office wanted to come in for meetings several times, but as soon as the door was opened, they saw people lying there sleeping there.

For this reason, several waves of people have come here to wake up Song Jianyu.

Zhou Jianming also tried it himself. If the person lying on the chair was not breathing, he would have suspected that Song Jianyu had died.

Ye Cheng, who pushed the door open for the fourth time, was holding the liquid test strip he had taken from the Evidence Section in his hand.

It is said that as long as people are not dead, they will wake up after smelling this smell.

The person who rushed over holding the test paper excitedly pushed open the door of the conference room, "Brother Qin, let me go! I found a baby, and I guarantee that this kid will wake up immediately."

Qin Shiguan, who was standing by the chair in front of him, silently took a step back, making way to reveal the person who was blocked by him just now.

On the bench, Song Jianyu was sitting there folding blankets, when he heard the movement, he looked up at Yecheng.

"Hey! Why are you awake!" Ye Cheng, who rushed over holding the test paper, looked at the person on the chair with a troubled expression on his face.

"What is this?" Song Jianyu looked at the note in his hand, and faintly smelled an unpleasant smell.

"Good tool to get up, why don't you come and smell it?" Ye Cheng accidentally smelled a little bit in the evidence department just now, and he suspected that it was extracted by the evidence department for murder.

With just one breath, he can't wait to leave the earth.

Now someone is going to be the next victim, Ye Cheng pinched the note and wanted to try it.

"Okay." Someone hugged the folded blanket, and directly caught the test paper with the other hand.

"Put it under your nose and inhale gently, it's very refreshing." Ye Cheng bewitched.

The person holding the test paper put the paper under his nose after hearing the words, and returned the test paper to Ye Cheng calmly after five seconds: "Thank you, police officer Ye, but it doesn't seem to have any smell on it."

After speaking, Song Jianyu went out with the blanket in his arms.

Leaving the two standing in the conference room behind, Ye Cheng held up the test strip that was returned, "How could it be tasteless? Could it evaporate so quickly?"

He put the test paper under his nostrils in disbelief, and took a deep breath.

"vomit……"

The person who had just been stimulated in the evidence department took the initiative to smell the unpleasant smell for the second time, and it was still the boss.

After Ye Cheng retched a few times, his eyes for help fell on the only colleague beside him, tremblingly stretched out the hand holding the test paper and raised it high: "Brother Qin——"

"Song Jianyu was holding his breath just now, and didn't smell your test strip at all."

The speaker picked up the test paper and placed it gently under his nose, held his breath expressionlessly and looked at Ye Cheng for five seconds.

Five seconds later, the paper returned to Ye Cheng's open palm, "Just like this, I can't smell anything."

Outside the office outside the door, the young man who walked out took two deep breaths. After making sure that he could not smell the vaguely strange smell in the conference room just now, he decided to go to the captain of the criminal police first.

"Give me back my surveillance equipment."

The person standing in front of Zhou Jianming reached out for his machine.

The person who was busy looking up Yu Shuhui's information looked up at him, bent down and took out the paper bag under the table belly, "Take it away."

Song Jianyu hugged the paper bag, and quickly scanned the opponent's computer screen.

Memorized the woman's name, address and phone number.

The person who got the things found Song Zongming in the small flower bed outside the door.

"dad."

"Jianyu woke up." Hearing the voice, Song Zongming stood up, and the middle-aged man sitting next to him also stood up, and the two looked at Song Jianyu who walked in together.

"Dad, we can go home now." Song Jianyu shook the monitoring device in his hand, and his vigilant eyes fell on the uniformed policeman beside Song Zongming. "Comrade police officer, is there anything else?"

"Your dad and I knew each other before, so don't be nervous if we chat casually." Shi Hongwei explained.

The young man holding the blanket curled his lips and sneered, "Why should I be nervous? It's not me who caught the wrong person in the case of the West Industrial Zone."

His tone was too aggressive, leaving Shi Hongwei speechless for a while.

When he was about to explain, the father and son had already stood side by side, turned and walked out.

With his back to them, Song Jianyu hugged the blanket in his arms, and whispered to the other party by burying his face: "Just now, I seem to have seen the son of the murderer you met back then."