It was almost midnight.
But the door of the pet hospital was still open and the lights were still on. Little Butterfly Monster was sitting at the front desk, wearing the beige uniform of the pet hospital, looking at the door frequently.
Sister Long still hadn't come back.
Luo Dance lay on the table, feeling bored. She was fiddling with a small bottle that used to be filled with honey, which had already been cleaned.
She tied a blue ribbon at the mouth of the bottle … She didn't know why, but she felt that it would make her happy.
After a while, Butterfly Monster couldn't bear it anymore. She raised her head, looking at Sister Su Zijun who was sitting not far away, "Sister Su, do you think Sister Long is in trouble?"
Su Zijun yawned, patting her lips with her pale palm, "In my opinion, this old woman is the source of the trouble. It's good enough that she didn't make trouble for others. Don't worry, at least in this era, I can't think of anything that can hurt this old woman. She won't die. As the saying goes, a scourge lives for a thousand years. "
What else could Luo Dance say?
The automatic door of the hospital was suddenly opened, and the one who came in … was Long Xiruo. Luo Dance walked in expressionlessly.
Seeing this, Su Zijun stood up, stretching herself, looking at Luo Dance indifferently, "See, speak of the devil. I told you that this old woman is fine, right? Well, I'm sleepy and it's time to sleep. If you didn't ask me to accompany you, I wouldn't sit here. "
Luo Dance still felt that what else could she say?
You're the one who's sitting right here …
Also, don't you only sleep during the day …?
Butterfly Monster felt that she was wronged.
But since Sister Long came back, this grievance was nothing. What gave her a headache was that, based on her experience, Su Zijun would definitely have a good quarrel with Sister Long after she said those mean words that she didn't mean.
But Long Xiruo acted like she didn't hear it. She walked inside without saying a word. Su Zijun's provocation was totally ignored.
Seeing that Long Xiruo was about to enter, Su Zijun shouted, "Old woman, your pants are down!"
"Ah? What did you say? "Long Xiruo turned around absent-mindedly.
"Damn it … this old woman's head must have been hit by a door." Su Zijun stared at Long Xiruo inconceivably, frowning, and keenly caught something, "What happened?"
"Nothing, I just want to sleep." Long Xiruo just shook her head, "Long Xiruo's late at night."
Tsk!
Seeing that Sister Su Zijun was smiling, but the anger in her eyes was rising, Butterfly Monster quickly walked out from the front desk and said, "Oh right! Sister Long, you must be tired, right? I'll go get some hot water for you! Sister Su, are you hungry? The type B negative blood popsicle I made yesterday should be ready! I'll get some for you … don't quarrel … "
Just when Su Zijun's fighting spirit was getting stronger, Long Xiruo suddenly said, "Pianxian, I have something to do these days. I have to go out for a while. "
"Oh, Sister Long, are you going to pick herbs?"
"No, I have to go on a long trip." Long Xiruo said slowly, "If the patients come, you can read my notes and prescribe medicine for them. Anyway, it's all the same problems. The things in storage are enough for you to use for a long time."
"Well, I know!"
Long Xiruo nodded and said, "Oh right, don't go to the cram school these days. Wait until I come back."
Although it was a pity, Butterfly Monster still nodded obediently and didn't ask why.
After saying that, Long Xiruo, who had just said that she was going to sleep, seemed to have forgotten this sentence and went out directly.
When she went out, Butterfly Monster noticed that Sister Long subconsciously touched her neck … She didn't know why, but she felt that Sister Long seemed to be afraid of something.
Was it an illusion?
…
…
Inside the police station, a group of burly men were scratching their heads and discussing what Officer Ma had ordered them to do — two sets of high school exam questions, which were extremely heavy.
God knew what Officer Ma had experienced … Logically speaking, it shouldn't be for his son. His son was studying abroad two years ago. His age didn't match at all.
The only young police officer who knew the truth didn't dare to say anything, "This is the lesson of Officer Ma, whom you respect and idolize, in the cram school."
Of course, because of these subordinates, Sir Ma was hiding in his office, leisurely drinking the Kung Fu tea before work — When the case was in a stagnant state, he needed to relax his mind.
"Sir Ma! Section Chief Qin is here for you! "
But Ma Houde didn't drink it and almost scalded his tongue. He rushed to his seat and grabbed the pen, lowering his head to read the documents seriously.
"Don't pretend, the things on the tea table have betrayed you. And the boiled water proves what you were doing just now. "
Old Qin sat down just like that.
Ma Houde smiled embarrassedly … and said with a hollow laugh, "Old Qin, how about I ask the director to allow you to participate in our investigation? With your observation ability, it's really a waste if you don't follow us outside to solve the case! "
"The forensics team has already helped you solve the case." Old Qin said indifferently, "If we have to do the investigation, what do we need you for? Do we only need one forensics team here? "
"I'm just saying …" Ma Houde coughed, and said seriously, "It's so early, what's the matter?"
"We have notified Gu Jiajie's family to come and claim his body, but no one came these two days."
"No one came?" Ma Houde was stunned, "I don't think his mother will leave her son's body here. Let me ask for you. "
Old Qin nodded, and suddenly said, "Besides, there's a strange thing."
"What strange thing?"
Old Qin said indifferently, "Do you still remember the scene of Gu Jiajie's fall?"
Ma Houde nodded, "It's still vivid in my mind. He fell from such a high place, and his head was broken. How can I forget it all of a sudden? "
"At the beginning, we found some tissues in Gu Jiajie's brain, and then we took it for testing, and the report came out," Old Qin looked at Ma Houde and said, "It's a mutated cell tissue, I'm afraid he has brain cancer."
"You mean, he died of illness, not from falling?" Ma Houde was stunned.
"He did fall to death," Old Qin said expressionlessly.
"Then you mean … he knew he had cancer, so he committed suicide?" Ma Houde was stunned, "No, why didn't we know Gu Jiajie had a medical history? How can his family not know about this disease? Did he secretly go to the hospital, test it himself, and then hide it from us? Can he bear it alone? "
"I'm just providing you with information, and I won't make a judgment for the time being." Old Qin shook his head, "But it's strange that we can't find these mutated cell tissues in the deceased."
Ma Houde shook his head, "I don't quite understand."
Old Qin had to say, "I mean, I tested again last night, and I found that the cancer cells in the deceased disappeared."
Ma Houde frowned, "Is it possible that the deceased didn't have the disease at all?"
Old Qin looked at Ma Houde like looking at an idiot, "Then where do you think those cells came from, if not from the deceased?"
"I know! There's something wrong with the corpse! It's fake! "
"IQ."
"…" Ma Houde was not happy at this moment, "Then explain to me, how did it suddenly disappear? Do you think the cancer will be cured automatically when a person dies? "
"That's why I came to you." Old Qin said indifferently, "There's only one situation where we make a mistake, and that's when we miss something, not when we test something wrong."
"That's strange." Ma Houde frowned.
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