Live From The Murder Scene

The two watched the nurse's long shadow swaying away in the dim aisle, and then left the utility room.

The sunlight does not enter the long and narrow corridors, and even if there are cleaners to clean them every day, there is still a damp and moldy smell in the air.

He Jueyun didn't like hospitals since he was a child. He sniffed uncomfortably, slowed down, and flipped through the booklet in his hand.

He didn’t write down anything important just now, but from the nurse’s last few statements, Tian Zhaoguang might not be so “innocent” before his death. At least he did appear in the operation of Liu Chen’s nephew. Some small accident.

The accident was finally remedied in time by his professional technology and controlled. It should be a normal risk within the medical scope. However, after being learned by Liu Chen, his small mistake was magnified, held accountable, and excessively harsh.

Perhaps Liu Chen heard this accidentally somewhere in the hospital. He insisted that he was right from a layman's point of view and would not accept professional explanations. The hospital's maintenance of Tian Zhaohua, in his eyes, belongs to the partiality among the people of the same camp. The blocked communication between the two sides intensified his emotions and led him to finally make extreme moves.

So far it looks like this.

He Jueyun put away his notebook and said: "It seems that Tian Zhaohua's reputation is good. Even after more than ten years, there are still people who are willing to speak for him with those scandals."

Qiu Cang said: "People who are really familiar with each other should not be easily influenced by outside comments. On the contrary, it is some half-familiar people who dance the happiest after the other party's accident."

He Jueyun: "That's true."

When someone came to face him, He Jueyun stopped her voice, and waited for the person to go away before continuing: "However, before asking about Mei Shiyong, you let her go."

Qiu Cang smiled and said: "You can tell from her tone that she supports Tian Zhaohua and is almost half a fan. Then her point of view will definitely be: fairy jump. There is no need to ask, it is better to find a second personal testimony. Is there any ?"

He Jueyun pointed upstairs and motioned to continue the interview.

Today there is also a doctor who is on duty in the same department as Tian Zhaohua. That doctor has rarely been on duty now, and basically has meetings everywhere. Today they are lucky, and they just came together.

When He Jueyun passed by, there was still a patient sitting in the room. The middle-aged man is wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and is explaining to the other side lukewarm.

The two stood at the door and waited quietly. After the patient had completed the diagnosis, they stepped forward to pull out the certificate and said, "Excuse me, five minutes."

The doctor had already been notified, and calmly nodded to the patient who was squeezing in the doorway, beckoning them to go out and wait first, got up, closed the door, and returned.

"Sit." He dragged two round stools to the two of them, letting them take care of themselves. He evened his white coat and sat down opposite.

He Jueyun said: "I came here today mainly to ask about Tian Zhaohua."

The doctor helped his glasses: "Dr. Tian is a nice person. He was highly valued in our hospital before. He looks good and has a good personality. He talks very well at ordinary times and has a good relationship with nurses and patients."

He Jueyun looked at him without a trace: "How much do you know about the operation involving a medical malpractice?"

The doctor said: "We all discussed it at the time."

After all, they are peers. If you stand more on the operating table, you will inevitably encounter similar situations.

His description of the operation is almost the same as what the nurse said-trusting the results of the appraisal meeting, and expressing sympathy for Tian Zhaohua's tragedy.

This elderly doctor is obviously much older than the previous nurses. The tone of his mouth and the expression on his face switch between appropriate emotions, and at the same time he behaves very calmly, making people unable to see too much. Even in the firmament, there is no chance to talk about it.

He Jueyun noticed that the people around him changed a posture, cocked his legs and became lazy, so he changed the subject.

"Then do you know the relationship between Tian Zhaohua and Mei Shiyong?"

The doctor whispered: "Mei Shiyong?"

He Jueyun: "It was the woman who accused Tian Zhaohua of sexual assault after she became pregnant."

"Oh, she. She has been to our hospital, but she is not the patient I am responsible for, so I don't know her very well." The doctor looked down, looked at the corner of the table not far away, and carefully recalled, "That The girl looks quiet on the surface. She usually likes to walk around Dr. Tian and occasionally give him food. I thought it was just an expression of gratitude to the doctor from ordinary patients. After all, Dr. Tian got married very early. Well, I really didn’t expect this kind of thing happened to the two of them in the end."

He Jueyun asked: "Dr. Tian is usually very popular in hospitals, right?"

"Yes, he is handsome, successful in his career, and good-tempered. As far as the opposite **** is concerned, I am very envious of him." The doctor pulled the corner of his mouth and said seriously after the joke, "but he usually keeps with the patient. Distance, our hospital privately does not agree that doctors are too close to patients. Besides, people are so busy at work, how can there be so much time?"

"In other words, it was Mei Shiyong who pursued him first?"

The doctor chuckled lightly and answered without leaking: "How do I know if they are pursuing or thanking them in private? But this patient still has a good impression of Dr. Tian."

"Then Tian Zhaohua has given a response? Do you know when the two of them started to establish a relationship between men and women?"

"How can I pay attention to them?" The doctor held the thermos cup on the side, took a sip after unscrewing it, and said calmly, "Dr. Tian is a person who pays attention to influence. Everyone in the hospital knows that he has Married, I saw the two of them standing together in the hospital several times. They just chatted briefly, and there was no clue. Then the girl didn’t come to the hospital at all. The allegation of sexual assault came out suddenly. My colleagues were taken aback."

His glasses were steamed white by the heat in the cup, blocking his vision from behind.

Qiu Cang asked, "How is the relationship between Doctor Tian and his wife?"

Hearing the sound, the doctor couldn't help but tilt his head in her direction, probably because she thought her voice was strange.

"What do you want to ask, I can't say." The doctor took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his clothes carefully. "Mrs. Tian has a job herself, and rarely comes to visit the class. I worked with Dr. Tian for so long, probably I have seen his wife once or twice. I heard that they were introduced by their parents and met on a blind date."

He put on his glasses again, bowed his head and sighed helplessly, and said: "In fact, it is normal to do our business and work overtime and donate a table for surgery. Normally, he is not so free and he doesn't know much about other people's family affairs. Tian. The doctor’s reputation has always been good. Before the accident, we all thought his family relationship was very harmonious, but now you ask me, I dare not make a conclusion."

He Jueyun nodded, his eyes floated wildly, and subconsciously looked back at the sky. Qiancang's eyes were as calm as water, and his eyelids were half drooping, and he also looked at him.

The two eyes hooked in the air, failed to receive each other's message, and each moved away with confusion.

Anyway, judging from the confessions of the two witnesses I have come into contact with so far, Tian Zhaohua's image is a good old man who has suffered injustice, and he is almost the same as Tian Rui.

If it was true, He Jueyun would sigh for him.

The doctor raised his watch and signaled, "I added more than a dozen patient numbers today, look..."

He Jueyun came back to his senses: "Excuse me, thank you for your cooperation. Keep busy."

"It should be." The doctor got up and sent him off, "I just don't know. Dr. Tian has been dead for so many years. Sanyao is now starting to investigate again. Is it because Dr. Tian's accident has other hidden information?"

He Jueyun slowed down and said: "It's nothing, Sanyao intends to focus on social hot spots. Dr. Tian Zhaohua's case was unclear at the time, and the family hoped that we could give a result."

The doctor said clearly: "So that's it."

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After coming out of the hospital, it was almost noon. The two stood under the sun for a while, and heard a rumbling in their abdominal cavity, they decided to pick a random noodle shop on the street to settle their lunch.

The firmament began to miss Sanyao's time adjustment function. Because in her eyes, things that hinder her from satisfying her curiosity, such as eating, sleeping, hurrying, and going to the toilet, are all a waste of life.

He Jueyun thinks the child has a deep misunderstanding of himself: "I see you enjoy eating food."

The firmament sighed sadly: "It's okay to accept it."

He Jueyun: "..." Are you still shameless?

Probably his disgusting expression was not concealed, the sky squinted at him, and reached out his hand in a meaningful place in the void: "Apply for silence."

He Jueyun curled his lips and didn't care about her, and went straight into the front shop.

Tell him to shut up, he understands. The expression is quite euphemistic.

The two had a simple meal, and then drove to find Liu Chen.

Sanyao's information network is very powerful in terms of finding people. As long as the other party does not deliberately hide his traces, Sanyao can simply contact the target through account registration information. Song Shu had already communicated with Liu Chen yesterday.

Liu Chen learned on the phone that they were from the [Crime Analysis] studio, and readily agreed to their request and left them the address. Because he still has to work and the workplace will be mobile, he can only ask He Jueyun and others to make an appointment before going to him.

During a brief exchange with him, Song Shu recorded some simple information.

Since Liu Chen was released from prison, he has been working in a decoration company. It’s not a formal job, so I can do woodwork with a familiar Baotou in the same village. It’s a little harder to support my family.

When He Jueyun found him, he was helping with the renovation of a family home.

There was the noise of various engines, and a group of three or five thick workers scattered in every corner, their faces were covered with dust, and they couldn't tell who was who.

He Jueyun yelled a few loudly, and only after a while, one person stopped his work and walked towards them.

Liu Chen's feet are a little lame, which is a sequelae of the car accident. He didn't have much savings at the time, and he didn't get a good cure at all. Later, he went to jail, and his recuperation was not good, so the root cause of the disease fell.

"Is that you?" Liu Chen's voice was a bit of a slippery tone from a social person. Maybe he didn't mean that, but it always sounded like teasing or irony.

He patted his hair. Shaking out the flying dust: "The employees of big companies have to be evaluated for looks now?"

Qiu Cang said: "Where is my IQ, I still can't look good on the table."

He Jueyun unconsciously used the honorific: "...you are not humble."

Liu Chen walked to the stairwell outside the house, stepped on a slightly higher stone step with one foot, and squatted down in an indecent posture. This action can make him more comfortable.

His hand was stained black with dust, and he took a cigarette from his trouser pocket that had also changed color, lit it, and took a hard breath.

White smoke curled up, hiding between the three. The strong smell of tobacco spread quickly in the air.

Qiu Cang and others couldn't find a suitable place, so they stepped back and stood in a place that was level with his line of sight, quietly waiting for him to speak.

When there was a chance to speak, Liu Chen didn't know how to speak.

"That Tian Zhaohua..." The wrinkles on Liu Chen's face were deeply wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes and lips were filled with bitterness, blurring the outline of his facial features. The loose and rough skin is enough to prove his failure in recent years.

Liu Chen slowly spit out a puff of white smoke and cursed: "He is just a crazy!"

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Why do I always fight until late at night? ?