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Chapter 49: Foreign Aid (3)


Zhang Minghui was stunned for a moment and didn't answer again, for the criminal police, the formation they belong to is like home, if something happens to someone else's family, it is not good for outsiders to point fingers. \ However, Zhang Minghui still said: "Our serious crime team had a previous incident, that is, because there were internal ghosts, the score fell apart, and the team leader was pitted miserably. ” "By the way, what the hell are you" Wu Duan said halfway through his words, and then stopped stiffly, "Forget it, I shouldn't ask about confidentiality." ” Zhang Minghui nodded, "In short, be careful, don't repeat our mistakes." ” "I remember that your team leader is also surnamed Wu, and when you were in school, you seemed to be his little fan sister, and you were looking forward to how to break his shooting record all day long.

After work, the crime solving rate is among the highest in the country, and he is a character, but it's a pity. ” "No," Zhang Minghui rarely showed a little melancholy, but soon she smiled, "I'm now focused on guarding the serious crime team and waiting for them to come back." ” "Them" Zhang Minghui stuck out his tongue, it was indeed them, but the identity of the implicated supernumerary could not be disclosed to the public.

She quickly changed the topic and said: "Don't talk about us, let's talk about your case, just now in the hospital, did you find any suspicious people?"

"When you made a statement of your condition, there were a total of 16 people in and out of the doctor's office, including 2 doctors, 5 interns, 2 nurses, 6 family members of patients, and 1 patient" Wu Duan handed the tablet at hand to Zhang Minghui, "The pen in my pocket is equipped with a miniature probe, and all these people have been photographed, and my colleagues have identified these 16 people according to the images taken, you remember them as soon as possible, and the first round of secret investigation starts with these 16 people." ” "Understood, Pan Xiaoning will secretly contact and observe these people as a patient, and if any abnormal situation is found, we will report to you as soon as possible."

"Okay."

Zhang Minghui left the teahouse with the tablet first, and Wu Duan couldn't help but feel a little worried when he thought of the 60g recording in the mobile hard drive.

He looked at his watch and decided to skip the shift.

As a 25-year-old criminal policeman, Pan Xiaoning's undercover experience is quite rich.

She is sweet-looking, graceful, and very deceptive, and in her last undercover mission, she successfully approached a black boss who was suspected of more than ten murders.

But it is the first time that he has lurked in a group of madmen, and this is also very new to Pan Xiaoning.

She walked into the room and looked at everything in the room with just the right amount of horror.

The three beds are lined up one after the other.

Pan Xiaoning's bed is in the middle.

The name registered on the information card at the end of the bed on the window on the left is Qiao Li, 45 years old, and her condition is: histrionic personality disorder.

Jory's bedside table was filled with teacups, lunch boxes and other daily necessities, as well as a washed apple.

At this time, the bed was empty and the owner was not there.

On the hospital bed by the door on the right lay a little girl who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, and the little girl's family was in front of her.

At this moment, the little girl put a hand above her head, and the middle knuckle kept beating on the head of the bed, making a small but regular banging sound.

A middle-aged woman sitting on the edge of the little girl's bed is supposed to be her mother.

The middle-aged woman peeled an orange and said softly to the little girl, "It's sweet, let's eat a petal."

The little girl's eyes were hollow and she didn't say a word.

She seems to be immersed in another world, unable to perceive the people and things in front of her.

Seeing Pan Xiaoning looking at the little girl, the woman smiled embarrassedly and explained: "The child has autism, and he has been like this since he was sensible, hey."

Afraid that the sound of the little girl knocking on the head of the bed would affect Pan Xiaoning, the woman quickly pulled the child's hand down, forcibly pressed it beside her, and muttered: "Don't knock, good, Auntie is going to rest" The little girl struggled at first with her arms twisted, then violently resisted, and after only two or three seconds, a sharp cry came out of her mouth, and she looked like some kind of wild beast, and she could not even see the human form.

Everything happened too fast, Pan Xiaoning didn't have time to react, she stood up and wanted to hold down the little girl with her mother, but she couldn't do anything, so she could only stand awkwardly by someone's bedside.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Fortunately, Pan Xiaoning's reaction was not too slow, she simply went crazy with the little girl.

The two women, one older and one younger, screamed together, and the sound almost lifted the roof, and before the poor mother could ring the bell that led to the nurses' station, two nurses rushed in.

"Settle down," said the older nurse to the younger nurse, and she took it upon herself to hold down the little girl with her mother.

The young nurse gave the little girl a shot very quickly.

Soon, the little girl quieted down and fell asleep.

The mother was already in tears, and it seemed that every time the child fell ill, it was a great torture for her.

After dealing with the little girl, the two nurses turned around to look at Pan Xiaoning.

At this time, Pan Xiaoning had already stopped screaming, looked at the little girl with interest, and said something in his mouth: "It's so good that the men are scared away" The nurse shook her head helplessly and said to the little girl's mother, "When the child wakes up, you ring the bell and scream." ” "Good, good."

The mother said yes repeatedly.

The nurse glared at Pan Xiaoning again: "Be honest, otherwise I will send you to the men's ward" Pan Xiaoning immediately got into the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking at the nurse defensively.

Her hand clung to the head of the bed, as if she was genuinely afraid that she would be sent to a place where there was a man.

Seeing the success, the nurse shocked Pan Xiaoning and left satisfied.

Pan Xiaoning said "I'm sorry" to the little girl in her heart, and secretly thought: This task is not easy to do, it is far from being as simple as "recuperating in a mental hospital".

The farce in the hospital room had just been played, and Jory had returned.

It was a 40-year-old woman with a good countenance, except that her face was a little pale, and the whole person looked no different from a normal person.

She was well maintained, her face was almost wrinkled, and her two willow eyebrows were beautifully trimmed.

However, I don't know if it is the sequelae of Botox injection, Pan Xiaoning always feels that Qiao Li's face is a little crooked.

She wore a thin sweater over her hospital gown, fresh grass slag on the side of her shoes, and it looked like she had just gone for a walk.

But she didn't look like she was going for a walk at all, but like a queen who had just inspected her territory.

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She held her head high, and as soon as she walked into the ward, she first complained: "They are watering again at noon, I said, it will affect my walking, these people are really getting more and more excessive" Immediately afterwards, Qiao Li found the mother with red circles in her eyes, and said to her: "You are crying again, I told you that mothers should be strong, you are a role model for children." ” Pan Xiaoning slandered the queen for her arrogant attitude, and the queen soon used her unique translation accent to let Pan Xiaoning see the real arrogance.

I saw Qiao Li squinting at her when she passed by Pan Xiaoning's hospital bed, yes, Pan Xiaoning suspected that she hadn't even been able to enter the other party's afterglow.

"It's your poor guy who is being abused by the family, and if you are cowardly, you will lose to cowardice, and women must learn to fight back at the right time" Pan Xiaoning suddenly felt that compared with this undercover mission, whether it was pretending to be charming or innocent before, it was not worth mentioning, and this time I am afraid that I will have to sacrifice the essence of the play

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