Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

When Chu Shian and An Shijin came out of the meeting room, the last golden light from the sky was just swallowed by the darkness, the dim yellow street lights on the street were all lit up, the neon lights of various colors in the city were also shining one after another, and the night life was about to begin. The two walked side by side to the elevator entrance. After a busy day, both of them looked a little tired. Chu Shian frowned and put her hands in her pockets, her lips pressed slightly, her dark and deep eyes were a bit of deep thought, she spoke in a low voice, and she didn't know if she was talking to An Shijin or talking to herself: "Almost all the doctors on the job All the trials are over, and there are still no useful clues found. It seems that the case is now at a deadlock again." An Shijin stood aside and nodded, and sighed softly: "It's better to sort out all the clues from the beginning and take a look. Is there anything missing."

"Yeah." Chu Shian replied casually, with his slender fingertips resting on his chin, his head lowered and he didn't know what to think about. He still looked like he was contemplative. He had already reached the elevator entrance, and his footsteps continued. , He was about to hit the elevator door that hadn't opened yet. At the back, An Shijin was taken aback for a moment, and then when Chu Shian was about to hit her with his hands and feet, he grabbed the collar of her neck and pulled back: "Concentrate on walking and look up. Ahead, great detective." An Shijin raised the corner of his lips slightly, and smiled helplessly, but the person who was dragged back seemed a little unresponsive, his clear eyes were blank, and he turned his head in a daze. Looking at An Shijin.

"You look so stupid now." The smile on An Shijin's mouth grew thicker. She couldn't help but poke Chu Shian's forehead with her hand. How could this person still look so dumb? That indifferent and clever look was half gone now. "No, the direction we checked was correct, but it might indeed miss something, but I can't remember it now." The confusion in Chu Shian's eyes disappeared, but it seemed that he hadn't heard An Shijin's words. In the discussion of the case.

An Shijin frowned and rolled his eyes secretly, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. The person who got caught in the case probably didn't have her in the eyes. Even if he disappeared now, this person would not find it. "Ding." The elevator door opened, An Shijin snorted softly, tossed her long hair, and walked in high heels with his head held high. Chu Shian responded quickly, and followed An Shijin's foot step by step. Up the elevator. After pressing the floor, there were only two of them in the elevator. Chu Shian did not speak, nor did An Shijin, holding his chest and occasionally looking at Chu Shian, who had been bowing his head, sighed slightly, and then seemed in a daze. He looked up at the flashing number of floors above the elevator.

About two floors down, the elevator dinged open, and a tall and thin old man walked in with a cleaning truck loaded with cleaning tools and debris. An Shijin quickly stepped away, stepped to Chu Shian's side, and gave way to the old man. But from the corner of his eye, when the old man came in, An Shijin suddenly remembered the old man he had seen. Last time at the door of Mr. Tang’s ward, the old man’s feet were thrown by Mr. Tang’s son. The bottle that came out hit, and she showed a self-confessed gentle smile to the old man: "Uncle, it's you. Your foot was injured last time, how is it?" She kept her head down and held her hand. Hearing An Shijin’s polite question, the old man at the driver's handle finally raised his eyes lazily and glanced at An Shijin. There was no expression on his gully and wrinkled face, and his muddy and yellow eyes did not have any other expressions, just a jelly knot. He moved, squeezing a little voice from his throat, and responded in a low voice: "Yeah." Then he looked down at the cart and stopped looking up.

Originally, An Shijin also looked at the old man’s age, and kindly wanted to ask her a greeting or two, to see if there is anything that needs help. Who knows that she was left to the side so indifferently, but let her A little embarrassed and depressed. Therefore, for a short while, people who have never been ignored by others have been ignored twice. An Shijin lowered his head and coughed lightly, not talking too much, closing his eyes to rest. It's just that after she closed her eyes, the elevator shook suddenly, and she heard a bang and the sound of something falling. Then as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Chu Shian crouching, picking up a book that had just crashed from the old man's cart and fell at her feet.

The book is very old, the title and design on it are almost worn out, and it is hard to see what book it is. It's just that when Chu Shian picked it up, he accidentally opened a few pages, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the densely packed book with red pen markings and notes. Before she could see it clearly, he kept his old and calloused hands. He stretched over and snatched the book. The old man, who kept his head down and silent, finally looked down at Chu Shian and said, "Thank you." Before Chu Shian could say anything, the elevator door opened, and the old man pushed the car out without squinting.

"This old man looks very lonely." An Shijin said softly, looking at the old man's disappearing back, and then pulling Chu Shian, who was in a daze, out of the elevator and walked to the parking lot. Chu Shian nodded and was silent for a long time before he said: "Sometimes when people get old, they become stubborn and incomprehensible. It's like becoming an unreasonable kid overnight, who will do a lot. In our opinion, things that are difficult to understand, coupled with no one's patience, understanding and tolerance, become withdrawn, it's normal."

An Shijin turned his head and glanced at Chu Shian. After listening to what she said, he joked with interest: "Your current behavior pattern is so incomprehensible. When you are old, it is probably lonely and annoying. Old lady." Chu Shian's dark eyes gleamed in the dim parking lot, and then looked at An Shijin with a little smile: "I am a lonely and annoying old lady, then you, a tricky man. The proud old lady? It doesn’t sound very likable.” An Shijin's chin was raised, and he looked at Chu Shian jokingly: “Acknowledge, you have always been jealous that I am more beautiful than you than your style, even if it changes. To be a dead old lady, I am more beautiful than you and more likable than you."

Chu Shian raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly, and then tilted his head slightly to look at the smiling proud and proud beautiful woman on the opposite side. A low and magnetic voice slowly sounded: "Don't dare to be jealous, I still hope A hundred years later, your beautiful and lovable old lady is willing to raise my lonely and unlovable wife." An Shijin's delicate and charming face suddenly burst into a very charming smile, that tall and convex If Youzhi's body fell into Chu Shian's arms as soft as boneless, her hands hooked her neck, exhaling like blue: "So, are you asking my little assistant for support, detective."

Chu Shian's expression on her face remained unchanged, and she looked calmly at the coquettish woman who was almost poking her eyelashes in front of her, and stretched out her hand to naturally hug her leaning waist, a smile flashed in her eyes, gently He snorted: "Uh huh." "It's really heartbreaking, everyone else has some cute and humorous little white faces, but you are talking about you, you are always stiff with an incomprehensible ice face, how do you make me? I will take care of you willingly." An Shijin's fingertips gently stroked Chu Shian's chin, and the flattery in the hooked eyes was about to drip out like spring water. Chu Shian only felt that his heart was disturbed by something serious or not. The itch went straight to his brain, looking at the woman who was smiling like a fox in her arms, Chu Shian smiled evilly, and got to An Shijin. In the ear, he whispered: "I can't help Miss Ann to take care of me willingly to take care of me with my bed skills without a teacher."

A coquettish smile stiffened on her face, and a faint blush lingered on her white face. An Shijin gave Chu Shian a scornful look and pushed her away: "Smelly shameless gangster." When she was blind, she felt that the person in front of her was a serious and indifferent ice cube. This was obviously a pervert who was cold and sulky inside. She thought that she would often molested this person in the future and watched her blushing face. But now, The situation turned around instead, and the blushing person who was molested was herself instead. Sure enough, dogs that can bite people can't bark, and those who can pretend to be ice cubes are sorrowful perverts. The ancients sincerely don't deceive me.

Chu Shian looked at the flushed and shy person, and smiled in her heart. From the beginning, she knew the character of the person in front of her. A paper tiger with teeth and claws had a frivolous appearance on the surface, but in fact it was innocent inside. It's so, she blushes every time she tries to molest her, but she doesn't know it, she has to bump into it every time, but it's cute and tight.

An Shijin knew that now she was molesting this smasher, so he stomped his feet and turned to leave. Chu Shian chuckled in a low voice, turned his head and inadvertently glanced at a car parked aside, and stopped when he was about to lift. An Shijin walked a few steps forward, but didn't hear Chu Shian's footsteps. He turned around suspiciously, and saw that Chu Shian was standing next to a black car and making two turns. An Shijin walked to Chu Shian and asked in confusion, "What's wrong." Chu Shian frowned tightly. She pointed to the car's **** in front of her: "Did you see the sticker? I’m familiar with it, where I’ve seen it before.” An Shijin looked in the direction that Chu Shi’an was pointing at. On the trunk next to the license plate, there were a few black and red spider stickers. I have seen it somewhere, but I can’t remember where I have seen it."

"Do you remember the surgeon named Yang Shuo who was on trial today?" Chu Shian took a deep breath, frowning even tighter. When Chu Shian reminded him, An Shijin remembered it, her eyes widened suddenly: "He has a little spider doll hanging on his keychain. Like this, it seems that this car belongs to him." Shi'an nodded, and his expression became serious: "During the interrogation today, he said that he had to work 30 hours continuously, and he had to drive home for an hour, and he was always anxious to go back. It stands to reason. , He should have left now, at least he shouldn't be in the hospital until tomorrow." An Shijin bit his lip, his face solemn: "The person who should have left hasn't left yet, is he just..."

"No matter what, you must find him." Chu Shian took a deep breath, and took An Shijin's hand and ran towards the loop.

In the dark ward, the old man with a ventilator was lying quietly on the hospital bed, and the electrocardiogram on the side was beating slowly and slowly. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the ward, the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, stopped at the door of the room, and then the sound of the door being opened. A black sound and shadow stretched by the street lamp in the corridor appeared at the door, and slowly approached the unconscious old man in the hospital bed quietly. The white coat and the tightly-fitted mask were completely in the dimly lit room. Can't see his face clearly, the sound and shadow stood in front of the ward for a while, then slowly raised his hand. The gloved hand was holding a syringe, and the needle was aimed at the syringe pump standing on the side. The sharp, cold needle flashed a cold light in the darkness.