I Herd Gods in Another World

Qin Muyun sat down calmly, and the male policeman spoke first, "I am Lin Jianguo from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and this is my colleague Wei Tian. This time I am here to ask you to assist in the investigation of Qian Zhengyi's accidental death."

This police officer Lin looked serious, with a businesslike look.

Qin Muyun still respects the public security organs very much. After all, these people are still desperate when there is danger.

But at this time, I couldn't help laughing. Director Qian's name is Qian Zhengyi? He really didn't notice it before, but the name was too ironic.

Seeing Qin Muyun's smile, everyone's heart sank.

He could actually laugh when he heard the news of the victim's death. This person is very problematic.

"Officer Lin, you can ask, I know everything." Qin Muyun said frankly.

Although Qin Muyun quickly restrained his smile, in Lin Jianguo's opinion, this person is still extremely suspected of committing the crime.

Lin Jianguo didn't ask immediately, but glanced at Dr. Zhang first.

Dr. Zhang understood and explained: "His illness is delusional disorder, which does not affect normal thinking in normal times."

What he was waiting for was this sentence. Lin Jianguo was afraid that he would have to face an incoherent lunatic, and the transcripts would be a waste of time.

"Then, Mr. Qin, what is your relationship with the deceased? Have you ever had any conflicts?" Lin Jianguo asked.

This is a formality, but it must be asked.

The murderer may try to quibble, but the experienced criminal police can still find clues from his demeanor, movements and words.

But Qin Muyun was doomed not to play his cards according to common sense, and he replied honestly: "I have a big conflict with him. This person prescribes medicines indiscriminately, aggravates the patient's condition, delays the discharge of the patient, and cheats more medical expenses. He also took other people's money and forcibly arrested people who were not sick and locked them up in the Seventh Hospital, they are simply scum."

Lin Jianguo couldn't help but turned his head to look at Dr. Zhang. Is this normal thinking?

This is a suspected homicide case. It's not normal to explode like this, no matter which direction you look at it from, isn't it?

Doctor Zhang quickly said, "There are indeed such rumors in the hospital."

Lin Jianguo felt that today was the weirdest case he had encountered in his life, so he simply asked straightforwardly: "So you killed Qian Zhengyi because you couldn't understand these things?"

Qin Muyun shook his head and said: "I didn't kill him, I didn't even move a finger of him. He fell to the ground by himself, I just dragged him out of the ward."

"How could a normal person suddenly fall to the ground? What did you do to him, right?" Lin Jianguo asked.

"You made a mistake. It was he who wanted to do something to me. He came in with security guards and tied me up without saying a word." Qin Muyun explained again.

"Then you resisted and hurt him?" Lin Jianguo felt that he had found the key to the problem.

"At that time, the group of security guards stabbed me with a steel fork, trying to press me against the wall, but I strengthened my strength with a spell, and twisted the steel fork into a twist. Then the group of people scared away, from beginning to end , I have never even touched a finger of Director Qian."

"Spells? What are you talking about?"

Lin Jianguo felt that the topic was getting off track, but Qin Muyun's expression was very serious, as if it was real.

Qin Muyun tried to describe that weird world to the two police comrades, but just as he mentioned those peeling finger-like tentacles, the female police officer next to him couldn't help shouting to stop.

"Old Lin, let's...let's talk about the case." Wei Tian said, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

As a criminal policeman, I have never seen any big storms, but listening to Qin Muyun describe those twisted things is simply mental torture, which makes her more uncomfortable than looking at the photos of corpses for a day.

Everyone at the scene agreed with Wei Tian's opinion. This thing is too evil. Just listening to his description, there is a feeling that the three views are about to collapse.

By this time, the two police officers no longer doubted whether Qin Muyun was pretending to be mentally ill, he couldn't pretend at all, okay?

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Qin Muyun originally wanted to put on a show, such as giving them a power spell to experience it.

But Director Qian's death made Qin Muyun a little worried, and he began to wonder if the effects of the spells also vary from person to person.

The power spell seems to be fine on oneself, but what if it is used on someone else to kill someone?

Those present were all innocent people, and he didn't want to make any accidents.

As for the life talisman, it can't be taken out, at least it has to be optimized dozens of times with the power of faith, and it has been tested with various animals.

"Why did Qian Zhengyi let the security guard trouble you?" Lin Jianguo tried hard to change the topic.

Qin Muyun didn't hide anything, and replied: "I sneaked into his office secretly, printed out the medical records of several patients on the fifth floor, and planned to find someone to help investigate to see if Director Qian deliberately arrested the wrong person.

"It turned out that he found out, that's why he brought the security guards to trouble me."

Wei Tian, ​​who was in charge of recording and shorthand next to her, was shocked. This mental illness is really very complete.

Sneaking into a doctor's office to print medical records, what can a normal person do?

Dr. Zhang was dumbfounded. He was not here for the past few days. What kind of medicine did Director Qian give to the patients in the Seventh Hospital? Why did his condition worsen so much?

"You suspect that Qian Zhengyi broke the law, why didn't you call the police?" Lin Jianguo asked with a frown.

"I'm a mentally ill person, so I called the police, don't you believe me?" Qin Muyun asked back.

Lin Jianguo: ...

He didn't know what to say anymore.

The person in front of you, if you want to say that he is sick, the logic is self-consistent, but if you want to say that he is not sick, a normal person would definitely not be able to do such a thing.

Under normal circumstances, after chatting with the suspect, you will have some ideas in your heart.

Whether this person is the murderer or not, the old criminal policeman can guess 70% to 80%.

But Lin Jianguo really couldn't understand the suspect in front of him, and was greatly shocked. Continuing to chat, Lin Jianguo felt that he was going to be mentally ill.

At this moment, Lin Jianguo's cell phone rang.

When Lin Jianguo answered the phone, he heard the voice of another colleague: "Team Lin, the preliminary autopsy has results. Qian Zhengyi had a tumor in his brain. The cause of death was a large brain blockage caused by tumor rupture. No Any trauma, should be an accident."

Accidental death, which means it was not a homicide.

Lin Jianguo immediately told Wei Tian the news, and both of them let out a long breath.

Although they knew it shouldn't be, both of them had the urge to close the case immediately.

Lin Jianguo quickly stood up and said to Qin Muyun, "Mr. Qin, thank you for your assistance in the investigation."

"That's the end of it?"

Qin Muyun was still thinking about casting a power spell on himself to prove what he said was true.

"In preliminary investigations, Qian Zhengyi's cause of death was rupture of a brain tumor. If there is any change in the case, we will continue to ask you to assist in the investigation," Lin Jianguo explained.

Got a tumor in the brain?

Qin Muyun fell into deep thought, could it be a side effect of the life spell? The effect of adding blood is too strong, giving birth to a tumor?

Looks like more experimentation is needed.

The two police comrades quickly left the No. 7 hospital. Qin Muyun took the opportunity to say to Dr. Zhang: "Doctor Zhang, you see that I have been recuperating for so long. This matter of being discharged from the hospital..."

Doctor Zhang looked at Qin Muyun, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Director Qian had an accident, I have to deal with the trouble he left behind first. In this way, next week, the next week, we will talk about your illness."

Qin Muyun was a little disappointed, but he could also understand.

Director Qian died suddenly, Dr. Zhang probably will be very busy, not only to review the changes in the condition of all patients during this period, but also to go to the fifth floor to release the mentally ill person.

Things have priorities. Compared with these life-threatening matters, Qin Muyun felt that he could wait for his discharge from the hospital.

Qin Muyun didn't know that after he left the conference room, Dr. Zhang said to the little nurse Zhang Yanxi with a serious face: "Bring him his medical records, and tell me in detail what medicine he took and what treatment he took!"

Zhang Yanxi didn't understand why, and asked, "Dad, what happened to him?"

Dr. Zhang said worriedly: "I'm afraid, he is more than paranoid now."