Hidden Assassin

Snowflakes continued to flow in through the hole in the house, the ice wind by the river irrigated, and suddenly saw the man enduring pain under the dusk light. Mu Qing was stunned and rushed over.

“Hello… you…”

When the detective had seen many or painful or painful scenes with her own eyes for so many years, yet at this time she felt a palpitation when she had seen a man bite his teeth on the ground, tremble violently all over her body, and even his gums seep out of the bloodstream. In any case, this must have been painful, unimaginable without first-hand experience. Hands touching each other's body, in this harsh winter, it feels like a burning stove, in any case, it should be an extreme anomaly.

“Hello…”

I thought the man didn't wear much clothes, pushed his hand a few times, the feeling was thinner, but the feeling of burning was getting stronger and stronger, the sweat was like rain, as if the blood was boiling all over his body. She took a deep breath, walked to the door and took out her phone.

“Hey, are you on duty today... Koike? This is Mu Qingqing. Call an ambulance for me immediately. This way, Fuchi, along the river road, what number... Just tell them to come quickly. There is a small two-story building along the river, it's a dangerous building, I will wait here...”

After she made the call, she stood by the stairs sucked in another breath of cold air, and then turned around and found that the man in the room had almost recovered. Her hands were holding up on the ground, breathing heavily and letting the sweat beads drip down from her face.

“This is…”

She stood at the door for a while, the man took about half an hour to adjust his breath, and the sweat on his forehead stopped pouring out, and then he stood up a little sluggishly for more than 10 seconds, picked up a bucket, picked up some water under the hose in the corner of the house, and then picked up the towel hanging next to him and threw it in, washing his face with cold water. On such a night, cold water would freeze outside for not long, but he seemed to care nothing about the temperature of the water. After washing it, the heat could be seen to evaporate from his face.

Mu Qing opened his mouth and looked at all of this. The person's body was fine. After the headache was like that, he could still flinch like this. After washing his face, he hung the towel. He walked back under the light again, picked up the knife, and began to cut the chestnut shell from head to toe. He never looked at her.

It is not clear what the mental condition of the other party is, but if the pain persists every day and no family is around, it is estimated that the individual will also be driven mad. Mu Qingqing sighed at the door. A few minutes later, the lights of the ambulance appeared in the night...

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Time passes day after day, the snow is still falling, hour after hour, occasionally pausing for a while. Yujiang is close to the mountains and there are no large industrial cities nearby. It is common to snow every year, but strangers like this year are still stunning, and many of the shacks in the suburbs have collapsed. More than a week away from the New Year's Eve, the situation within the Public Security Bureau is polarized, with some ready to let go of work for the New Year and others becoming busier than before.

Mu Qing's side is still tracking the whereabouts of these people. The day before yesterday, he found out the hidden address of the other party. However, when he arrived, he found out that the other party had escaped, and the clue was broken again. However, he probably learned some things. At least the other party had not escaped. In addition, the fish head was shot by her indiscriminately, and the wounds were serious. These days there were no formal treatment conditions, and he suffered painfully. He was probably choked enough. After combining all the clues, Mu Qing with the clues, he also lamented: “He still didn't die, his life was hard enough. ”

She was relieved to get this information, not because the fish head was not dead, but because if the other person carried a serious illness number, he would certainly not be able to get far. This hidden game was played for a long time, and he had to be pulled out eventually.

In addition to compiling a limited number of clues every day, rethinking and taking them into suspected areas for a simple investigation, Mu Qing also did one thing after work in the past few days. She bought two bed quilts and sent some cold clothes, gloves and other items to a small building by the river, preferably after 10pm.

The two sides were still unable to communicate, and while she was laying the bedding next to her and putting her clothes in place, the man cut the chestnut shell with a knife under the light, ignoring her, and not caring about the sudden presence of more individuals at home. Mu Qing's nature is not a hot contact person. If a normal person ignored herself like this, she would have swept away, but the other party was a fool, and after all helped herself. Like most ordinary people, we did good deeds just to make herself comfortable. At this time, she had done at least everything she could.

The ambulance that arrived that night did not do anything, on the grounds that it was totally impossible to communicate and naturally could not force the other party to go to the hospital. Brain problems are too complicated, without detailed diagnosis, doctors naturally don't dare to make judgments. Instead, they randomly introduce two drugs that can suppress headaches without side effects, but that doesn't make any sense. How can you let a fool who can't communicate at all take the medicine? Mu Qing Qing didn't have much leisure time to come and babysit.

There has been no recurrence of illness in the past few days.

She went to the small building several times, and Mu Qing's heart was also worried. Every time she passed, the small building looked shaky. Besides, the thicker the snow these days, I really don't know when this dangerous building will collapse.

After another day of fear, which had its origins, it had finally become a reality. This morning, at 7 o'clock, the trolley didn't show up at the entrance to the food market, so after 9 o'clock in the morning, the car and the idiot were finally there. In the afternoon, she took a vacant trip to the river and found that the whole building had collapsed and the snow covered the rubble, as if it had happened yesterday.

“Auntie, when did that little building fall down?” She asked the old lady who runs the hawk next door.

“Well, it fell yesterday afternoon. ”

“So... the fool who sold candy and fried chestnuts, where did he live last night? ”

“He Oh, he scared us so much this morning, he parked the car on the side of the road, he slept like that all night, his body was almost covered with snow, I opened the door this morning, I thought he died like this... you know, it's hard to survive the winter called flowers, who knows he trembled on the snow, he woke up again, you said this young man, he's really well, but if it goes on like this, he won't last a few more days, alas..."

Mu Qing Qing was also frightened. I didn't expect the guy to stay up all night in the snow. Standing on the edge of a collapsed small building for a long time, she went back to the police station and asked where she could take the homeless, but thinking about it did not seem suitable for the person who appeared to have a sober sense of self and never communicated with people, so she thought about it for a long time. At around 9 pm, she went to the food court.

In the white spot, the light was still lit under the street lamp. She walked over and looked at the man selling sugar and scrambled chestnuts for a long time. Her hair was a little messy. The ordinary five officials still looked like they would be lost in the crowd. Her expression was slightly melancholy when she lowered her head and thought about things. She looked like a small employee of a company with no ambition or ambition. She was also like a teenager who was thinking of a girl who had a secret love. Thinking of the fact that she slept in the snow all night, she walked up to the trolley and said, "I'm going to buy something. ”

Wait until the other side stands up, reach over and put your hands on the other side's forehead.

“Eight fifty one pounds. How much? ”

“I can't believe you're not sick, your body is really good enough...”

With such an exclamation, she waited until close to ten o'clock, and the other party packed her things and prepared the cart to leave, running over and holding the handle on one side.

“This way, this way. ”

The man gazed lightly at her.

Seeing this look, thinking of a shovel in the rainy night, Mu Qing Qing had some hair in his heart. At any time, he cautioned the other party to pull a shovel towards himself, waved his hands, and tried to be as emotional and luminous as possible.

“The place you live in has fallen down, you just can't live anymore. Do you know, I'll find you a place to live, or you'll freeze to death... I want to help. Do me a favor, understand? For your own good, I'll take you somewhere else...”

After saying it so many times, she felt a little silly and then tried to push the car up. I didn't know if it had worked. The other side let go of the handle and looked at her. She pushed the car off the sidewalk.

“Come on. ”

I was going to take this fool with me. Who knew he was watching? The car was sinking in the snow. Muqing hated herself. Her used Mercedes-Benz couldn't fire in this weather. The day before yesterday, he got it for maintenance. Otherwise, he could tow this trolley back with his car. However, since she had already begun to do so, she was no longer in the habit of backing off the drums, pushing her teeth across the street, tired panting, and the right shoulder began to have a hidden pain, which probably affected the place where she was shot again.

“Push it too......”

A small slope ahead, Mu Qing Qing was affected by gunshot wounds. Lately, he was a little weak, pushed a bit, his foot slipped, and he was about to fall downwards. At this point, one hand suddenly grabbed one of the handles. Mu Qing was relieved and pushed forward. It felt a lot easier. This guy was so powerful...

“This way, this way...”

“Turn left in front...”

“Next turn to the right, go straight...”

Close to midnight on the street, a car occasionally passes, and two people push the car away from the avenue, next to the thick snow and the shade under the street lamp. About twenty minutes later, they went under a building, Mu Qingqing parked the trolley in the garage downstairs, then raised a sack of chestnuts from the trolley, asked the fool to take it, held his sleeve, and opened a door on the ground floor.

“I live in this room, it's generally empty, you live in the living room, you can use it, you can use the toilet kitchen... I don't fire in the kitchen anyway, there are knives, benches, buckets, you live here for now, I'll find a better place to move you out, I don't understand... Whatever, just toss around, don't go into my bedroom...”

This is the house allocated to her by the bureau, two bedrooms and one hall are quite spacious, there is a toilet kitchen, it is important not to spend money, the next bedroom besides the sister or mother come to stay overnight, is also generally empty. Due to the inability of the parties to communicate, she repeatedly said it several times and then patted her head helplessly. Whatever, she's benevolent. What else can she do?

She got tired and took a bath out of the toilet. She saw the fool sitting in the corner of the living room quietly handling the chestnut. She was relieved and went back to the room to lock the door and change the medicine for her shoulder. This was why she fell into bed and fell asleep.

The pistol was pressed under the pillow.

On January 12, 2004, the week before New Year's Eve, the 21st lunar calendar, began some strange cohabitation.

Soon after, she remembered so much.

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