Zheng Yue was also sent to this private hospital. Feng Jiang saw the luxurious facilities in the ward and hissed.
"It's too cheap for such a scum to live in such a good ward."
Du Yu, instead of Mu zhanchen, was busy with Feng Jiang and said to him, "this is to prevent him from escaping. The security work here is comparable to that of the detention house. There is no need to worry about his escape. And better treatment can make him get up early for trial. I've told the attending doctor about his crooked nose. You don't have to be treated. It's so crooked. "
Feng Jiang glanced at Zheng Yue's crooked nose in the ward and trembled.
I am worthy of being mu zhanchen's secretary. It's tough enough.
Xiao Chen has already taken someone to search Zheng Yue's residence. At this time, he comes back in a hurry to find Feng Jiang.
Du Yu knew that he should leave, so he told Zheng Yue about the ward where mu zhanchen lived. Then he left.
After Xiao Chen came over, he fanned Feng Jiang and said, "Captain, do you guess what this guy's original name is?"
Feng Jiang said: "what's your name? Listen to you, we still know each other? "
Xiao Chen said: "I know you. When I went back to the Bureau, the old director saw this man and said you probably didn't remember him. But this man was related to a case at that time. As an intern policeman, you went to the scene. "
Feng Jiang Yizheng: "still have origin?"
Xiao Chen nodded: "eleven years ago, Tongzi road in the south of the city poverty house wife murder."
Feng Jiang's pupils shrank, vaguely impressed. Xiao Chen continued: "in those years, there were poor houses over there. A man killed his wife. The scene was very chaotic. He killed his wife violently, and then the man also committed suicide. Just admitted to the University of children back home, found that their parents are dead, scared to the police. He was the child at that time. His name was Zheng Feng. "
Feng Jiang remembered that he was an intern policeman at that time. He could not investigate inside the scene, but just outside. He handed a bottle of water to the young man holding his head at that time and advised him, "I'm sorry, but I'll change."
The young man held his forehead all the time and didn't look up.
At that time, Feng Jiang was very sympathetic to this young man. I didn't expect that after so many years, the boy he sympathized with had become such a crazy murderer.
"Post traumatic stress response?" Feng Jiang was at a loss and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He took a deep breath and thought of Du Yu's ward where mu zhanchen lived.
Xiao Chen and the gatekeeper were told to watch the people and went to the VIP ward by themselves.
Knocking at the door, Feng Jiang waited for a while before entering the ward.
Mu zhanchen made a color for him.
Feng Jiang sees Gu Mianmian curled up in Mu zhanchen's arms. Gu Mian Mian has been sleeping quietly.
Mu zhanchen possessive strong slightly blocked his sight, Feng Jiang embarrassed with the mouth: "inconvenient?"
Mu zhanchen carefully placed Gu Mianmian and calmly stepped out of bed.
Feng Jiang
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The man was lying on the hospital bed. He thought he was seriously injured. The walking posture seemed to be all right.
So they went to the cubicle in the ward. The ward sound insulation effect of private hospital is good.
After going in. Mu zhanchen sat on the sofa and asked, "how are the prisoners?"
Feng Jiang looked at wearing a suit, still wearing a bully president fan's mu zhanchen, from the heart admire. It is estimated that Qi field is innate.
Mu zhanchen is in this kind of time, as long as cold face, is a hegemonic president.
"Buckle down. I can't run. I've been beaten half my life by you. " Feng Jiang touched his pocket and wanted to smoke. Mu zhanchen glanced at the e-cigarette in the table and handed it to him: "you should be glad that I was more concerned about cotton at that time."
Feng Jiang said thank you, pick eyebrow way: "otherwise?"
"Or I'll kill him." I'm very grateful to you.
Feng Jiang laughed. Although mu zhanchen's pupils are black and white, and what he says is like the truth, Feng Jiang doesn't believe it.
"From my experience as a policeman. You won't really kill him. You'll leave a breath. In this world, people who have nothing to give up may have no bottom line. act recklessly and care for nobody. But if we have to give up, care and care, there will be a lot of bottom line. " ォォ
mu zhanchen raised his eyebrow: "what a surprise, you are a sentimental policeman?"
Feng Jiang laughed and took a deep breath of the electronic flue: "don't say that. Talk about the crime. I didn't expect him to be someone I knew. I don't know him. He's the victim of a homicide case I met when I was an intern. "
Mu zhanchen listen to Cu raised eyebrow, pursed thin lip didn't break seal ginger. Let him go on.
Feng Jiang said about the wife killing case, and then said, "in fact, I'm very impressed with that case. Poor husband and wife Pepsi sad, the man is sick, uremia, the family's money is lost, her wife works every day to make money. Really can't stand, go out to seduce a man to cheat money, his husband face such a wife. I thought it was too painful, so I killed her and killed myself. He left a son who had just been admitted to university. "
Mu zhanchen pursed his lips and said, "so the prisoner is the victim, isn't he?"Feng Jiang nodded: "yes, he called the police. I was an intern policeman at that time. I've seen him once, and I've advised him to be patient. " Feng Jiang said that he felt a little uncomfortable. He wiped his face and said, "I don't understand why he started to kill people. Is it a post-traumatic stress response? "
Mu zhanchen said faintly: "Captain Feng, you are wrong. He has no post-traumatic stress reaction. He is a devil from the beginning. The poor college student in your memory is not as poor as you think."
Seal the ginger and breathe. Looking at mu zhanchen: "what do you mean?"
Mu zhanchen said coldly: "turn over the case, this case is the first case of this serial homicide case, is the beginning of everything."
Feng Jiang suddenly stood up. Scalp Numb: "you mean he killed his parents?"
Mu zhanchen said: "you have been a criminal policeman for so many years. You should see a lot of such things."
In a word, like a basin of cold water, the ginger was poured from the beginning to the bottom.
Feng Jiang quickly called the bureau to pass on the details of the case.
After getting the case, Feng Jiang looked at it carefully, and his face was very ugly.
"The wife who was killed in those years had several knives in her body, but she was strangled in the end. The pinch mark was indeed pinched by his father, and finally his father killed himself with that knife."
The modus operandi of this case reflects various details of this serial homicide.
Mu zhanchen said: "it's true that people were killed by him, but his father took the blame on himself in order to carry the blame on his son. He committed suicide and hoped that his son would live well. His father thinks that uremia can't be cured anyway. It's better to leave the hope of birth to his son. "
Feng Jiang gritted his teeth: "but he was wrong! His son is a real scum