If Ho Chi Minh had been awake at this time, he would have felt two X-ray-like glances.
It's a pity that he is dying, and most of his life has been taken away by the king of Hades, so he really can't care about the people who are watching.
After being stunned for three seconds, Wu Duan took out his mobile phone and called Li August, hastily expressing his apologies and explaining that the two might not be able to visit.
Yan Sixian showed his police ID card and asked a policeman who came with the ambulance.
"What's the matter with this man?"
The policeman was very young, and it seemed that he had just graduated from the police academy, and he should not be used to the bloody scenes, and his face was not very good.
Seeing the seniors of the city bureau, I was a little more nervous.
"That one was stabbed in the street by a madman, madwoman" "What Happened Somewhere?"
"Jingbei Road Xingfu Lane, just at the mouth of the alley, by the way, the madman who committed the murder was caught on the spot."
Wu Duan hung up the phone on Li August's side and said to the little policeman: "Which police station are you from, the Jingbei Road Police Station is under the control of the Dawan Branch, right?"
As he spoke, he dialed the phone again.
"Hey, Team Zheng, that's right, it's me, there is a case of intentional injury, the injured person has just been sent to the hospital for rescue, it shouldn't have been reported to you yet, it's like this, the victim is implicated in a case I was in charge of before, yes, yes, that's what I mean, see if you can transfer the case to the city bureau, I'll be in charge, then you can say hello, I'll let someone go to the Jingbei Road police station to pick up someone later."
While the two were busy understanding the situation, medical staff came and went to rescue Ho Chi Minh.
After examination, the bleeding was stopped, and soon he was filled with tubes, injected with some adrenaline drugs, and put on a pacemaker.
During this period, Yan Sixian and Wu Duan have been watching.
Yan Sixian said in a low voice: "After he was released from prison, I went to the vicinity of his house and looked at it from afar. ” "You didn't talk to him" "Nope."
"Why" "There is no evidence, what do you say to him, do you expect him to admit the crime he once did not admit just by talking about it, I am not good at learning, and I don't have this ability."
That's right, Wu Duan nodded and said: "At that time, the leaders, instructors, and teachers of Yasheng Academy, a total of 9 people were arrested and sentenced, and Ho Chi Minh was one of them.
The 9 people who were sentenced, I went to the prison to find them, I wanted to ask about the things back then, but unfortunately this group of people was too tight-mouthed to ask anything, after I went there a few times, they simply used silence to deal with me, did not talk to me, I can only " Wu Duan suddenly stopped talking, and he saw Ho Chi Minh's eyes open.
Not only did he open his eyes, but his eyes also turned slightly in the direction where the two of them were.
Because of this, Wu Duan vaguely saw that Ho Chi Minh's pupils had begun to dilate.
It's not going to be good Yan Sixian found this meaning from Wu Duan's face, and also turned back to look at Ho Chi Minh.
At this moment, several devices connected to Ho Chi Minh's body screamed at the same time, and on the computer screen, the electrocardiogram went from a fluctuating line to a straight one.
Another round of drug injections and cardiac pacing, the ECG has not moved.
The doctor in charge of resuscitation stopped and shone a flashlight into Ho Chi Minh's eyes.
"The rescue has not worked, and the patient has died."
The doctor announced.
Ho Chi Minh was bleeding so much that the corner of his clothes hung on the edge of the bed, and blood dripped from the corners of his clothes to the ground Soon a small pool of crimson had accumulated on the ground.
The doctor was accustomed to life and death, and there was no emotion on his face.
Wu Duan and Yan Sixian should have been the same as him, but at this time, the two of them were full of disbelief and looked like ghosts.
A person who is unlucky and is stabbed to death by a madman on the street may be able to make social news, but it is not so strange.
What made the two feel uneasy was another thing, and they thought at the same time, just two years ago, a man named Li Jianye, who had just been released from prison for more than a month, was stabbed several times in the street by a madman in the vegetable market near his home, and died after rescue efforts failed.
The same way to die.
By the way, people who know Li Jianye like to call him "Principal Li".
Because he had served as the principal of a school called Yasheng College.
At the beginning, Li Jianye's death, Wu Duan learned about it for the first time, and it was like now, and the case was transferred to the city bureau.
Wu Duan once had a thought: Could it be that the victims of Yasheng Academy retaliated back then, and even, he wondered if it was Yan Sixian who planned this attack After all, that young man dared to fall into the mouth of a tiger at a young age, and when he grew up, he didn't know how lawless he would be.
With such an imaginary enemy as Yan Sixian, Wu Duan investigated very carefully.
He invited a number of psychiatric experts in Mocheng to conduct a very professional and strict psychiatric evaluation of the injured person.
But after checking and checking, things are as simple as they seem, the madman is just an ordinary madman, just discharged from the mental hospital, because of the negligence of his family's care, he was left alone on the street, started to get sick, picked up a long fruit knife from the watermelon stand, and suddenly stabbed the person.
In the final analysis, the whole case can only be said to be unlucky for Li Jianye.
From Yan Sixian's expression, Wu Duan could see that he also had an in-depth understanding of Li Jianye's death.
Over the years, he has been following the movements of the people in Yasheng Academy, and nothing can hide from him.
Now, Ho Chi Minh also died at the hands of a madman, is it just a coincidence?
The two rushed back to the city bureau, and Wu Duan took out two case files from the drawer.
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"What is thick is all the investigation records of the Yasheng College case that year, as well as the interrogation records of the relevant people involved.
Bo is the case file of Li Jianye's death. ” He handed the two file bags to Yan Sixian, "If you need it, you can take a look." ” "No need," Yan Sixian waved his hand to refuse, "I've seen it all." ” He pointed to his head, meaning that it was all memorized.
Sure enough, this kid turned over Wu Duan's things.
However, at this time, Wu Duan didn't have the heart to worry about these things with him, not only did he not care, but Wu Duan also threw Yan Sixian a police officer card.
"The prostitution business is not over, if it weren't for Ho Chi Minh's case, the police officer card would not have been returned to you."
Wu Duan said in a low voice with a stiff face.
"Yes."
Yan Sixian didn't make an excuse, and accepted it when he saw it.
The murderer who attacked Ho Chi Minh was quickly brought back to the city bureau, and the second monk of the criminal police who took her back was puzzled, when did the city bureau start to take care of such a simple and crude case, but seeing the rare solemn face of the captain Wu Duan, the criminal police did not dare to ask more.
She was brought back a woman in her forties, with long shawl hair, gray hair that was dirty and dirty, and her white shirt was almost black, leaving a sense of meaning everywhere she passed.
It seems that she is not only a madman, but also a wandering beggar.
The woman's face and hands were covered with blood, which was Ho Chi Minh's blood.
The bright red blood lined her skin very white, a special kind of white, a grayish white that only people who have been sick for a long time can have.
Fortunately, although she has mental problems, she is quite quiet, not screaming or making trouble, just whispering something, and laughing from time to time.
"Have you found your family?"
Wu Duan asked the criminal police officer who brought the woman back.
"No, I didn't say her name when I asked her, and when I asked the onlookers at the time of the crime, the nearby residents didn't know her, and they said they hadn't seen her there."
At the door of the interrogation room, Yan Sixian asked Wu Duan: "Hey, you have tried crazy people before, you should have experience."
"No, you're a doctor of psychology, I'm afraid of this."
Yan Sixian stared at the woman in the interrogation room and generously admitted, "Well, I don't know the bottom of my heart. ” Wu Duan turned to him, "Do you need me to teach you a trick?"
"You say."
"I don't have the bottom in my heart, and I can't admit it on my lips, silently reciting Lao Tzu is the first in the world, just like I am now."
"Well, your experience is really hehe, it works
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