Who moved my novel?

#王典, Blood Ink has been updated again, please take a look.

After receiving Zhao Feng's text message, Wang Ju was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly added the novel of Blood Mo back to the bookshelf.

Although he was having a meal with Mr. Shu Yingdel now, after the previous explanation, Shu Yingdel also directly stated that everything was about safety, and then he no longer paid special attention to Wang Ju.

Then he opened the newly released chapter of Blood Ink, and the big title directly caught Wang Ju's eyes: The Death of Dong Peng.

Dong Peng is dying?

Wang Ju's first reaction was actually sadness.

I don’t know why, but Wang Ju doesn’t want Dong Peng to die, even though he is a prolific murderer.

"What's wrong?" The general situation keenly noticed Wang Ju's expression: "What happened?"

"Overall, I might have to go to the hospital here..." Wang Ju said in a low voice.

"Is it a family matter?" The general situation didn't say no, but asked about the situation first.

"No." Wang Ju shook his head and turned the phone screen in a direction where the overall situation could be easily seen.

"..." Daji looked at the title and was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Go ahead."

"Yes." With the permission of the general situation, Wang Ju nodded, and then looked at Shu Yingdel: "Mr. Shu Ying, I am very sorry, I have something to go to the hospital for, so I have to excuse myself for a while."

"You go and do your thing." Shu Yingdel changed his attitude from wanting to keep an eye on Wang Ju all the time during the day, and waved his hand casually: "There's no need to come back in a hurry, otherwise Shu Ying will be stewed in the second game next time."

"Hahaha, you are joking." Wang Ju smiled and said haha, then bowed slightly and apologized again: "I'm really sorry, I have to go first."

"Okay." Shu Yingdel did not joke again this time, but nodded calmly, as if he was not the one who had been asking Wang Ju to accompany him before.

"Come on, come on, Mr. Shu Ying, let's continue drinking and ignore him!" Da Di broke the awkward situation and picked up the glass: "Come on, let's have one!"

…

"Wang Ju, you are finally here!" When Wang Ju arrived, Zhao Feng was standing restlessly outside the door of the emergency room.

"What's going on now?" Director Wang asked immediately.

"Hello, are you a family member of Mr. Dong Peng?" A doctor saw Director Wang rushing over and hurried over and asked.

"No, I am the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau." Director Wang showed his ID: "How is Dong Peng doing now? Is his life still in danger?"

"Alas." The doctor sighed: "The current situation is not optimistic. Please try your best to get his family over as soon as possible. Maybe..."

The doctor didn't continue in the middle of what he said, but the second part of his sentence was "I think we can see him one last time."

"His family may not be able to arrive for a while." Director Wang frowned slightly: "Is there really no other way? If you need to sign for surgery, I can come. I can sign as the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and I promise not to let you Take responsibility."

Director Wang's words were actually a bit exaggerated. After all, he was not the director, and even the director did not have such great power.

"It doesn't have to be like this." The doctor shook his head: "We will definitely try any way that can save people, but whether he can be saved in the end... I can only say that it depends on his own will and destiny."

"Okay, I'll trouble you, doctors." Wang Ju said, subconsciously clenching his hands tightly and just catching a piece of paper in his pocket.

The note had "Justice" written on it. It was found in Dong Peng's box. There were a total of two notes with "Justice" written on it.

Through the handwriting, Wang Ju recognized that this was written by Dong Peng, and it was at that time that he realized that everyone’s pursuits were different. The same word "正" appeared in different places, and there would be different results. meaning.

"It's okay." The doctor nodded and muttered in a low voice, "Family members today are not as good as the police." Finally, he turned around and entered the emergency room again.

"Wang Ju..." Seeing Wang Ju pacing back and forth uneasily, Zhao Feng didn't know how to comfort him for a while. He thought for a long time before holding back one sentence: "Dong Peng is going to die anyway, isn't it the same if he dies early or dies late? ?”

"It's different! It's different!" Just this sentence seemed to ignite the gas in Wang Ju's chest. Wang Ju almost shouted: "How can this be the same! He should be tried by the law and should be in court. Go to court instead of dying in the hospital!"

"This..." Zhao Feng swallowed and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Sir, please keep quiet." The nurse on the side, however, would not tolerate Wang Jue, and said coldly: "You will affect our treatment, the patient's rest, and the patient's health." The sentiments of other family members, if you continue to behave like this, please get out!”

The nurse's voice was not loud, but her tone was firm, as if she would call security if she disagreed.

"Sorry, sorry." Director Wang was still in a state of excitement. Zhao Feng had to stand up and explain to the nurse: "After all, there are acquaintances in there, and he is a little excited. Please be patient and bear with me. I promise not to disturb the others again." I'm here, I promise."

"Then please keep your voice down." The nurse frowned tightly, glanced at Wang Ju, and then at Zhao Feng: "For your sake, let it go this time. Next time I'll call the security guard directly. ”

"Okay, okay, okay." Zhao Feng nodded quickly and sent the nurse away politely.

"Hello." Zhao Feng was thinking about how to comfort Director Wang, when suddenly a slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind Zhao Feng: "Excuse me, are you the police?"

"Huh?" Zhao Feng turned around abruptly and looked at the person behind him. Only when he saw the other person's face clearly did Zhao Feng breathe a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's Yiyi."

"Uncle, you are Officer Zhao, right?" Dong Yiyi said politely: "Excuse me, is my uncle in there?"

"This..." Zhao Feng didn't know how to answer for a while.

Say it directly?

Is it too cruel for a child?

Although Yiyi is just an adopted son, it is said that the relationship between the father and son is very close, and Dong Peng also takes Yiyi to study everywhere.

Saying it directly will definitely bring a big blow to Dong Yiyi.

Not saying it directly?

But Yiyi is so old, he already has a concept of life and death, and he can't lie.

Besides, Dong Peng is so old, there must be a reason for his disappearance, right?

Even if it can be concealed for a while, can it be concealed for a few years?

"Dong Peng's family, are Dong Peng's family here?" Just as Zhao Feng was struggling, a doctor came out and helped Zhao Feng make a choice.

"Me! I'm his son!" Yi Yi immediately stood up.

"Isn't the adult here?" The doctor looked at Yi Yi with some embarrassment.

"Only I came." Yi Yi looked at the doctor: "Besides, I'm already an adult!"

"This..." The doctor hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I'm sorry, we tried our best."