Madness of the Heart

Hou Jianjun couldn't accept that his son had been killed, his turbid eyes kept staring at Ming Shu. Over the years, Ming Shu has dealt with countless families of victims, but every time he faces new families of victims, he still feels helpless.

As the saying goes, "Unfortunate families have their own misfortunes."

The detective is not numb because he is used to seeing misfortune.

The pain is always deep and clear. They can finally bring a murderer like Hou Cheng to justice, but they can't restore a complete family.

Compared with Yang Nanke, the murder of Hou Paddle is even more distressing.

He may not be good at expressing his love for his father, maybe he is eager to jump out of the countryside, his relationship with Hou Jianjun, in the eyes of outsiders, has never been close. But those two insurance policies suffice to show that Hou Jianjun has always been his most important family member.

After discovering that he was ill, Hou Da didn't tell anyone around him that he was desperate and went to work in a place like Powder Snow Paradise, saying that he was ignorant or stupid. This was ultimately the desperate struggle of a low-level young man.

Does Hou Dao want to make money to treat illnesses?

Still knowing that I can't provide for Hou Jianjun, so I burned one last time and saved enough money for Hou Jianjun?

"I guess that Hou Pao wants to save Hou Jianjun a sum of money." Hua Chong said: "Hou Pao only went to the hospital twice. The doctor recommended hospitalization. He only took the medicine once, so he should have given up."

"If he tells Hou Jianjun..." Ming Shu thought for a while, "If the old village chief sold both the field and the house, he might be able to make up for the cost of treatment."

"He wouldn't do this." Hua Chong sighed. "A serious illness can bring down a middle-class family, let alone a rural single-parent family like him. He doesn't say anything, just doesn't want Hou Jianjun to know. So even if he leaves, For the rest of Hou Jianjun's life, at least he will not live too poorly."

Ming Shu shook his head, "But he never thought that Hou Jianjun would regret the pain for a lifetime."

After a while, Hua Chong continued: "This may be the most correct decision he can make."

Ming Shu could not refute.

People have all kinds of struggles and helplessness. Others are actually not qualified to judge a person's choices in desperate situations.

"I took Hou Jianjun to the hospital." Ming Shu stood up and said, "Then set off directly from the hospital to the high-speed rail station."

Hua Chong said, "You better take a break."

"It's okay, I can sleep on the high-speed rail." Ming Shu smiled, "Go, I will invite you to drink with Teacher Liu next time."

Hou Jianjun was speechless when he was sent to the hospital, and several criminal police officers from the Luocheng Bureau were on the same road as Mingshu. After setting up Hou Jianjun, the time to drive the high-speed rail is not far away. Ming Shu was about to rush to the high-speed rail station to meet everyone, when suddenly he heard a commotion from the building.

A sentence that I heard often recently stimulated his nerves--

"Fuck you! Damn! I'll kill you!"

In an instant, he realized that a patient or family member upstairs was beating the doctor.

He quickly pushed aside the crowd, rushed to two floors, and saw a group of people scuffle together.

Several screams came from the center of the chaos, and blood was already seen on the ground.

"Help!" someone shouted, "Doctor Wang was stabbed! He has a knife!"

In an emergency, the security's response was always slow. Ming Shu saw the blood-stained knife, rushed to it, leaped high, kicked his right foot, and kicked the knife out with a "pop".

The assailant covered his wrists and fell to the ground screaming, and Ming Shu severely cut his hands back.

The security arrived, and several people went up together to suppress the assailant.

The stabbed Doctor Wang was hit by a knife in his thigh and he was carried onto the bed.

The scene was chaotic. When the police from the police station arrived, the assailant was still shouting: "My mother named Wang can't be cured, why are you protecting him? He deserves to die!"

Ming Shu sealed the knife in the material evidence bag and handed it to the police. The police hurriedly thanked him, saying: "This Liu Hui has been here many times. It must be said that Dr. Wang killed his mother. We found it clearly. Dr. Wang didn't have anything. Where is the dereliction of duty, why should you die? Hey, the most troublesome problem now is the doctor-patient problem..."

"The most troublesome thing is hostility." Ming Shu whispered, "It's the wind that always thinks others are damned."

The police did not hear clearly, "Ah? What did you say?"

"This person has been suspected of deliberately hurting." Ming Shu said: "Take it back and investigate it."

Because of this sudden accident, when Ming Shu arrived at the high-speed rail station, the train had already left. Xiao Yuan changed the ticket and waited for him at the entrance.

"Are they all gone?" Ming Shu asked.

Xiao Yuan said: "No, your apprentice said he wants to wait for you."

"Tsk, it's not necessary." Ming Shu remembered that the tickets before the change were connected. Everyone was in the same car, and he didn't know if they were still together after the change.

In fact, he doesn't really want to sit with Fang Yuanhang and the others. It's not that he has any serious thoughts. It's just that he has been exhausted after coming to Los Angeles. Especially in the past few days, he is so tired that he is almost overdrawn. Lean firmly on Xiao Yuan's shoulder to sleep.

If the players are there, then he can't rely on it at all.

"It's already dispersed." Xiao Yuan could easily see through his thoughts and said: "It was too late to change the ticket, and there are no consecutive tickets. There are only two of us in Car 8.

Ming Shu breathed a sigh of relief, and checked in with Xiao Yuan.

This train is the last one at night, and it is no different from the "Red Eye Flight". There were no children in the carriage, and almost all the passengers were sleeping, and it was unusually quiet.

Ming Shu was worried that Fang Yuanhang would come to him on a whim. When the train just left, he leaned on Xiao Yu'an's shoulder for a while, and then sat upright again.

Xiao Yuan said: "Don't worry, I'll call you if I have anything to do."

He was really tired. After receiving this assurance, he relied on Xiao Yuan to fall into a deep sleep.

The train drove smoothly towards Dongye City under the night, and Xiao Yuan's profile was reflected on the mirror-like window glass.

Ming Shu first rested on Xiao Yuan's shoulders, and then slid on Xiao Yuan's legs, dreaming constantly.

The case is still being investigated in the dream, but the result is completely opposite to reality.

He temporarily put down Luo Xiangfu's urgent case, only because of the clues in the two cases of Lu Kun and Li Hongmei, he ran to Los Angeles to deal with Hou Cheng, but in the end he could not prove that Hou Cheng was guilty.

Hou Cheng did not kill Yang Nanke, nor Hou Pad, but only wrote a few suspense books, but conveyed the idea that "some people should die" in the book. There is no problem with the review process of the publishing house, Hou Chengjian Said that he did not incite potential criminals by writing books.

There is no Xiao Yuan by his side, only Liang Zhao, the former leader.

He still wanted to investigate. He had seen madness, cruelty, and gloom in Hou Cheng's eyes, but in any case could not get the key evidence to bring the other party to justice.

The books in the heart of the tomb are still prominently placed on the bestseller shelves.

Many people still meditated on "some people deserve to die", and then took up butcher knives.

Incidents of killing noisy children and killing "irresponsible" doctors are constantly happening in various cities. The murderers are obviously fans of the heart of the tomb, but the heart of the tomb is at large, and even a new book has been published.

The theme of the new book is to kill the police.

Liang Zhao gave him a condolence, and he immediately returned to Dongye City. He wanted to buy time, but Liang Zhao was furious, reprimanding him as the leader of the serious crime team for not rushing to solve the case at hand, instead doing meaningless things, putting the cart before the horse, and suspecting of malfeasance.

Tomb Heart bought through the marketing team and poured dirty water on him on the Internet. Netizens began to insult him and the police.

He was attacked before and after, so he had to rush back to Dongye City, and just as he stepped into the Criminal Investigation Bureau, another murder case occurred again-the victim was like Luo Xiangfu, in his sixties, male, and a street enthusiast. .

Liang Zhao called him to the office and gave him a severe training. He said that this time the suspect was either the same person who killed Luo Xiangfu, or he was imitating the crime, and that he had nothing to do with Luo Xiangfu’s case. Going to Los Angeles, the case was solved long ago, and the second victim would never die.

He had already blamed himself very much, and at the same time he was chilled by Liang Zhao's reaction.

For a long time, Liang Zhao has never really trusted him.

Liang Zhao only trusted himself.

The dream was messed up in the end, he leaned on Xiao Yuan's leg, grunting uncomfortably.

Xiao Yuan was putting a hand on his shoulder, closing his eyes and rested, hearing his voice, looked down, moved his hand to the back of his neck and rubbed it soothingly.

It didn't take long to knead, and he woke up.

The night outside the window was reflected in Xiao Yuan's eyes, and he was calm and quiet, "What did you dream of?"

Ming Shu hadn't distinguished between dreams and reality for a while. Before waking up, he was being investigated for malfeasance by the provincial investigation team. He repeatedly explained why he went to Los Angeles to check the heart of the tomb. The officials of the investigation team looked cold.

No one believes him, no one supports him, no one is his backing.

In another city, someone shouted "Some people deserve to die" and killed an old woman in her fifties. The reason was that the other party was aggressive on the bus and insulted the young man who refused to give her her seat.

Ming Shu saw Xiao Yu'an's face clearly, and then he completely awoke, stood up, his voice was dumb, "Brother, where is it?"

"There are still more than twenty minutes." Xiao Yuan saw that he was about to rub his eyes, and immediately patted his hands away.

This force was very light, but Ming Shu narrowed his mouth.

He could only do this kind of small gesture when he was alone with Xiao Yuan.

"What did you dream about just now, you haven't said yet." Xiao Yuan said.

"It's nothing, it's just..." Ming Shu repeated the dream, and gently held Xiao Yuan's hand, "Brother, I think I'm very lucky. You let me go to check the heart of the grave, and you kept giving me suggestions. , Correct the mistake I made. You also arranged everything in Dongye. Without your support this time, Hou Cheng must be at large."

Xiao Yuan reversed his hand and inserted his fingers into Ming Shu's fingertips, turning his handshake posture into interlocking fingers.

"I said, I'm your backing, you can rely on me." Xiao Yuan slightly increased the strength in his hand, "Some cases will become unsolved once you let go. Over time, if you want to solve them, it will be difficult. Make it harder. For some people you already suspect TA, you should check to the end. Interpol needs keen intuition, and you are doing very well."

Mingshu was slightly relaxed, "You praise me again."

Xiao Yuan smiled, "Why, can't you stand the praise?"

"That's not the case." Mingshu's eyes were bright, "I like to listen."

In just a few moments of chatting, the train has already entered Dongye City, and it will be pitting in a few minutes.

Ming Shu got up and took the bag on the suitcase, and the T-shirt pulled it up, revealing a section of his belly.

Xiao Yuan quietly helped him pull out his clothes.

"I'm still sleepy." Mingshu yawned, "I can't sleep well in the car and I have nightmares."

"Go back to bed and sleep." Xiao Yuan took the bag from him, "I won't use it in the office tomorrow morning, I can sleep any time."

Ming Shu raised his eyebrows. "The boss encourages me to absent from work?"

"I came back one day earlier, just to give you a holiday." Xiao Yuan said: "I have enough sleep, and I will come back tomorrow afternoon. If I don't sleep enough, I can come the day after tomorrow."

"Hey..." Ming Shu curled his lips, "With a boss like you, I would be pampered and proud."

"You are proud." Xiao Yuan said just as he said, "The boss makes you proud."

Ming Shu deliberately suppressed his throat, "Boss, you can't do this, it's all here, and I have to say something to Fang Yuanhang and the others later."

Xiao Yu did not understand the installation, "Huh?"

"Stop talking to me in this tone." Ming Shu covered his face. "Did you not find that you made my face blush?"

Xiao Yuan laughed, and heard the sound of the car door opening, and stopped annoying him.

The team members hurriedly gathered at the exit and went home separately. Xiao Yuan not only arranged a half-day vacation for Mingshu, but also treated everyone on business trips equally, so that he would return to the bureau tomorrow afternoon or evening.

"I don't need to rest!" Fang Yuanhang was the only one of the interrogators present. "Master, I will go to work tomorrow morning."

Ming Shubai glanced at him, "Let you rest and rest. Why is there so much energy in a day?"

"Is it wrong to be energetic?" Fang Yuanhang chuckled, "Anyway, I don't have a wife at home, and it's boring to stay at home anyway."

The attack surface of this statement is too broad, most of the criminal police have no wives, and there is no forgiveness.

Feeling the air suddenly quiet, Fang Yuanhang realized afterwards: "Did I say the wrong thing?"

Xiao Yuan smiled and rounded it off, "Go back and have a good night's sleep if there is no target, so that you can get enough energy to solve Luo Xiangfu's case as soon as possible."

The high-speed rail station is a bit far from the city center, just in the same direction as Xiaozhai.

Mingshu naturally went home with Xiao Yuan and said that he wanted to take a bath to relax, but he fell asleep as soon as he lay in the bathtub for a few minutes.

Xiao Yuan cleaned up the bedroom, heard the bathroom no sound, and expected him to fall asleep—this kind of thing had happened before, so he gently opened the bathroom door with a thick bath towel, took a look, smiled and sighed.

Ming Shu's posture at this time is really not elegant.

Put one leg on the edge of the bathtub, one leg against the wall tiles, with both hands lying on the back of his head, his head is slightly tilted, and he whispers in a low voice.

In the entire Criminal Investigation Bureau, and even the entire Dongye City police circle, Mingshu was considered to be the most concerned about demeanor, but at this time he showed people with this image, which was obviously exhausted.

Xiao Yuan felt funny and a little bit painful. Seeing the water was still hot, it couldn't cool down for a while, so he simply put down the towel and returned to the living room to get his mobile phone and took a picture of Ming Shu sleeping naked.

Forgot to turn off the shutter sound and clicked, Ming Shu seemed to have heard it, grunting in dissatisfaction, but did not wake up, moved a few times and became honest again.

Xiao Yuan remembered that when he had just agreed to Mingshu, Mingshu was burdened as heavy as a mountain, for fear of showing a little bit of ugliness, he would clean up radiantly at all times, and it was not too troublesome.

It's different now.

The "ugly look" was revealed.

Xiao Yuan bent down and hugged Mingshu. He heard a sound of "crash", and the water poured out, almost dampening his chest, abdomen, legs and feet.

Ming Shu didn't wake up.

He wrapped the person in a thick bath towel, carried him to the sofa, dried the water and took the bath towel away. He did not put on any clothes. He only put a thin silk quilt around Ming Shu's waist.

Ming Shu didn't have a nightmare this time, and slept quite soundly. He woke up in the middle of the night and saw a small light on in the living room, and Xiao Yuan was missing.

He stood up, the thin was dropped to the ground, the silk slipped from his body, and it itched. He looked down and found that he didn't wear anything. He scolded Xiao Yuan for being irresponsible. He walked barefoot towards the bedroom and study and shouted, "Brother?"

Xiao Yuan leaned on the bed, holding his mobile phone.

Ming Shu thought that Xiao Yuan was still busy with work, so he rushed to grab the phone, but not only did not grab it, but also slipped and fell onto the bed.

In fact, this fall was somewhat deliberate.

The leader of the dignified crime team, if this can be a fall, it would be too bad.

Xiao Yuan patted his side and motioned for him to come.

"I fell asleep in the bathtub just now?" Ming Shu arched a few times and arched to Xiao Yuan's side, "You have fished me up, why didn't you fish me out of the bed? Let me go by myself, even with panties. If you don't set one for me, will you talk about civilization?"

"I think you are quite comfortable without wearing pants." Xiao Yuan's facial features looked very gentle under the light of the bedroom, "I didn't wear them for you."

"How come?" Ming Shu said, "I'm uncomfortable, I never play a hooligan."

Xiao Yuan seemed to smile but not smile.

Ming Shu's back tensed, "Brother, why are you laughing so treacherously?"

"treacherous?"

"Sexy! Isn't it sexy?"

Xiao Yuan shook the phone, "Come on, show you something good."

Ming Shu stretched his neck quickly, "What a good thing..."

"West" was still stuck in his throat, and he shouted, "Fuck! What the **** is this dog pose?"

The person in the photo slept very soundly and was very unimaged.

"I slept like this just now?" Ming Shu wailed, "I don't believe it! This is impossible! Brother, I shouldn't be like this in your eyes!"

Xiao Yuan let him grab the phone and watched him anxiously, "This is the truth. You still snorted, but unfortunately I didn't record it for you."

"I want to delete." Ming Shu said while pressing on the phone.

Xiao Yuan didn't stop, "Delete it."

"Did I really delete it?" Ming Shu raised his eyelids.

"Tell you to show you a good thing, you have seen it, of course you should delete it." Xiao Yuan said: "If someone else sees it, it will be troublesome."

Ming Shu really deleted it, and threw away the phone and said, "What a good thing is this, don't take it anymore."

"Why not a good thing?" Xiao Yuan's eyes were deep, and Ming Shu was shrouded in his own eyes.

Ming Shu understood it immediately, and muttered: "Good things have been deleted."

"It's okay." Xiao Yuan fished him into his arms. "The pictures of the good things have been deleted, and the good things are still there."