"I want to go to the psychiatric hospital again, and there are some things that I still have to ask Redbeard in person. zhuaji," I said.
Linzi nodded, "Okay, I'll go with you."
But what are you going to do with Dean Li's corpse?"
I looked at this horrible corpse, and it was indeed a little difficult.
After thinking about it for a moment, I told Linzi about my decision.
I think it's better to leave the body here for the time being, after all, this matter is not easy to explain, the body can't solve any problems if it is transported out, and it will cause trouble for yourself if it is not good, it is better to leave it like this first, anyway, the police will not check here.
Linzi had no objection, and the two of us slowly exited the bathroom and left the negative floor smoothly.
In the evening, the two of us went to the psychiatric hospital, and of course we also called Wang Ying.
The second visit was much easier than the last one, and the doctors knew us well and didn't bother much.
But as soon as Redbeard saw us, he questioned us.
"How's it going to explain your affairs?"
he asked with a serious face after the hospital staff had left.
The three of us were particularly tacitly silent.
"Well, I didn't do it, I still didn't get anything, I asked you to supervise Song Bing's daily life, shouldn't you be able to do this?"
he was a little angry.
Linzi hurriedly explained, talking about the results of his and Wang Ying's observations in those days, but Linzi's sentence that Song Bing did not have any abnormal behavior angered Redbeard.
"I don't need you to judge whether he's normal or not, I just need you to tell me what he does every day," Redbeard glared at his little eyes, especially angry.
I hurriedly said in a good voice, "Okay, Uncle Hu, don't be angry, it's not because I've been in a coma for the past two days, because someone wants to harm me, and Linzi and Wang Ying have to take care of me, so they don't care so much."
Redbeard glanced at me, "Okay, anyway, time is pressing, you should pay more attention in the future."
However, you little bunnies came to me today, I'm afraid there is something else."
Seeing that he finally lost his anger, I was bold and said cautiously: "Du Hao is not dead." ” "I know, I guessed it the last time you told me."
He frowned, but his expression was calm.
"Actually, you want to use those women to kill Du Hao, right?"
I asked, "Why did you kill him?"
Redbeard touched his lips and said calmly, "I naturally have a reason to kill him, this guy is a scourge, if I don't get rid of him, I will only cause trouble for myself." ” Redbeard really admitted it, it seems that our previous guess was not wrong, the person Du Hao was afraid of was Redbeard.
"Then now that Du Hao has run away, aren't you going to continue looking for him" I asked Redbeard.
Redbeard pouted and said, "That's his business, we don't have to worry about it."
"Aren't you all members of the Liumang Sect, why do you want to kill each other," Wang Ying asked innocently.
Redbeard glanced at her, was quiet for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing weirdly.
"So what, it's all the Six Mangs," he leaned back in his chair and spread his hands out to us.
"If the people of the Liumang Sect are united, they must have common interests, and if they kill each other, they must also endanger each other's interests.
All those who gathered to the Liumang Sect either wanted revenge, or those thugs and bandits had nowhere to go, so they fled to the past. ” "Why are you slandering the Six Mangjiao so much, it feels like you're not one of their insiders."
I said tentatively.
"I do," Redbeard chirped, swallowing, "I'm telling the truth, it has nothing to do with whether I'm an insider or not."
Even if you ask Du Hao, he will say so.
We are attached to the Six-Mangs, but we just want to use it. ” I still put the question back to Du Hao, and asked Redbeard why Du Hao is a scourge that must be eliminated, and what does Du Hao threaten him.
Faced with my question, Redbeard refused to say anything, so he said perfunctorily, "What do you think is what you think, whether he is a scourge or not, you should know better than me."
He just didn't answer our questions directly, and after chatting for a long time, there was no result, so I had to give up.
"Okay, I'm going to rest, you guys hurry up and do what I explained.
Don't worry about anything else.
He got up, rang the alarm bell, and called the doctor.
As soon as the doctor came, Redbeard was completely changed, crazy, and pretending to be a decent person.
The three of us were forcibly pushed out of the ward and had to leave.
We found a random restaurant outside for a bite to eat, and then I called one of the nurses on duty and asked him to help us take care of the morgue.
After that, Linzi and Wang Ying took me to the company where Song Bing worked.
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The advertising agency was located in a bustling office building, so we crouched outside the building, chatting and pretending to be waiting for someone.
At this time, it was the rush hour of work, and employees came out of the building one after another.
"That's him."
Linzi suddenly tugged me and whispered, giving me a wink.
Looking in the direction he was pointing, I saw a man in his thirties walking out.
He was personable and looked young, but Linzi told me that Song Bing was actually in his forties.
He greeted the security guard at the door modestly, with a gentle attitude and kindness.
I can't relate him to what Redbeard said he was a brutal shaman.
He was the one who killed Redbeard's wife, and it seemed that they were completely unrelated.
He is young, optimistic, positive, and exudes youth, and I would not doubt that he is in his twenties.
Song Bing went out and turned left, walking somewhere.
"Keep up with him."
I say.
We followed Song Bing through two streets and found that this man had an extraordinary charm, and everyone who saw him, whether it was an old man or a child, would be infected by the sunny smile on his face.
After crossing a street, he walked into a flower shop.
The flower shop clerk seemed to know him, and when he came out again, he had an extra touch of flowers in his hand, delicate roses, and some stars in the sky.
After he left the flower shop, Wang Ying immediately walked in to inquire about Song Bing, while Linzi and I continued to follow him.
After a while, Wang Ying caught up.
She told us that the clerk at the flower shop said that Song Bing was in love and would go to buy a bouquet of flowers every two days.
"How long has he been buying flowers?"
I asked.
"It seems like two years, since the clerk worked here, I have been seeing Song Bing to buy flowers."
Wang Ying said.
At this time, Song Bing left the main street, and he turned into a small alley on the side of the road.
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