Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 184 Ward
Jin Ping'an was put into the ambulance that had returned.

Tian Hao accompanied him into the car.

After seeing Jiang Kaiji off, Liu Yuan went into the woods alone, found a secluded spot, and made a phone call.

“As you said, I gave the search team the wrong directions. None of them should suspect anything. This time should have been enough for that person to leave.”

Liu Yuan kept his voice very low as he made the call, glancing around at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye to make sure no one was eavesdropping nearby.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"There's nothing to be ashamed of... Are you sure this is the right thing to do?"

Liu Yuan seemed to be asking the person on the other end of the phone, or perhaps she was asking herself.

What did the person on the other end of the phone say?

Liu Yuan raised his head and looked up at the sky, hoping to see the stars, but the dense tree branches blocked his view.

He lowered his head, his expression shifting between light and shadow: "Aren't you afraid of being torn to pieces by the vengeful spirits of those victims after you die doing something like this?"

"Deputy Captain Liu, it's too late to talk about these things now. Instead of worrying about what happens after you die, you should finish what you need to do while you're alive."

Since you helped him escape as I requested, it proves we're the same kind of people. I'm very direct, while you're wearing a mask of hypocrisy.

But don't worry, you won't be involved in anything dirty.

I won't ask you to be directly involved in anything; you just need to make some "wrong" judgments at crucial moments.

After all, I don't want to see you kicked out of the criminal investigation team because of these things.

Liu Yuan wanted to retort, but after opening his mouth for a long time, only hoarse breathing could be heard.

After the call ended, Liu Yuan plopped down on the ground.

The technical department's evidence collection was in full swing, and industrial searchlights made the edge of the forest as bright as day, while the deep forest where Liu Yuan was located remained dark.

………………

The next morning, Jin Ping'an woke up in his hospital bed.

As a regular at this hospital, he only glanced at the view outside the window and determined that he was on the fourth floor of the inpatient department.

"Ping An, you're finally awake."

The person guarding Jin Ping'an was not Tian Hao, but Cheng Lejia.

Unable to reach Jin Ping'an for half a day last night, Cheng Lejia called Liu Yuan.

The main reason for not contacting Tian Hao and the others was that they were in danger and calling them would expose their whereabouts.

After learning from Liu Yuan that Jin Ping'an had vomited blood and fallen into a coma, Cheng Lejia stayed by his side in the hospital ward all night.

"Le Jia... I wasn't in the woods... Oh right, I think I coughed up blood?"

Jin Pingan subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, but found nothing except saliva.

He straightened up from the hospital bed, feeling no discomfort except for a slight nausea in his stomach.

"After examination, the cause has been determined: repeated violent vomiting led to a tear in the cardia, resulting in upper gastrointestinal bleeding and hematemesis."

At this point, Cheng Lejia frowned slightly: "You must have overused backtracking again."

As Jin Ping'an's best friend, he naturally knew about another way to use Jin Ping'an's ability to rewind and the consequences of using it.

"What is the cardia...?"

Jin Pingan touched his stomach.

"The cardia is the part where the esophagus and stomach meet. Did you really pay attention in your junior high biology class?"

Seeing Jin Ping pretending to be clueless, Cheng Lejia could only sigh helplessly and forcefully steer the conversation back on track.

"The case is progressing very quickly. You don't need to work so hard. How can a serial case involving multiple murders and kidnappings be solved in such a short time?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I only waited a month, and I was too impatient to wait for the results."

Seeing that he couldn't fool him, Jin Ping'an scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.

Cheng Lejia leaned back in his chair, arms crossed: "You can't be this impatient. The RV is so big, it can't possibly run by itself."

Even if you don't go back to the original records, the police can still find the car owner quickly based on the purchase information. What's the point of those few hours in advance?

"But we could have found the key evidence this time!"

Jin Ping'an slammed his fist on the bed: "Even if we had arrived five minutes earlier, we could have intercepted some of the calligraphy and paintings from that bald man. There would definitely be the victim's DNA on them!"

Jin Ping'an grew angrier the more he thought about it. If the software had sent the video earlier, if Tian Hao had driven faster, if he had been sharper and spotted the RV sooner...

Regardless of which hypothesis is true, the calligraphy and painting can be snatched from the bald man.

It's a pity that there is no if in the world.

Jin Ping'an chose to go back in time with the RV not only because he hadn't used up his chances to go back today, but also because he wanted to see if there were any other paintings or calligraphy on the vehicle.

But apart from a man named Li Rong, nothing was traced back.

"By the way! How is the girl who was rescued?"

Jin Ping'an suddenly remembered that there was another victim.

"She's fine, just a little confused because of the high fever, but otherwise there's nothing seriously wrong."

Cheng Lejia pointed to the wall: "And she sleeps right next to you. If you're worried, I can go with you to check on her."

Upon hearing that the girl was next door, Jin Ping'an immediately threw off the covers and got out of bed.

"Hey, slow down."

Jin Ping'an stumbled and almost fell, but Cheng Lejia caught him quickly.

"I'm just a little dizzy and weak, I'm not disabled, there's no need to exaggerate."

Jin Pingan muttered as he tried to remove his arm from Cheng Lejia's neck.

Unexpectedly, the other party grabbed him tightly: "Alright, stop showing off. You haven't eaten since the night before last."

Not only were you running around everywhere, but you also vomited all day. The main reason you were unconscious last night was because you were starving; no wonder you couldn't muster any strength.

"Did I faint from hunger???"

Jin Ping'an wore an expression of disbelief.

"Otherwise what? Your esophageal sphincter tear isn't serious, it's just a small tear. The blood you vomited was accumulated little by little, not a sudden, all-over rupture."

Cheng Lejia suppressed a laugh and said, "It was just unfortunate that I vomited blood just before I fainted. Uncle Tian's eyes turned red at the time, but when he examined me later and said that I had fainted from hunger, his expression was particularly funny."

Nima.

Jin Ping'an covered his face with one hand, utterly speechless.

Cheng Lejia helped Jin Pingan walk slowly to the next room.

The door opened, and Tian Hao was standing by the bedside. Hearing the noise, he glanced at the door and said irritably, "Awake?"

"Ah."

Jin Ping'an responded somewhat awkwardly.

He slowly walked to the bedside; by then, the girl's left eye was already bandaged.

"Her eyes... are they alright like this?"

Although Cheng Lejia said it was nothing serious, Jin Pingan still couldn't get over the empty eye socket he saw last night.

"The doctor said that the eyeball was removed very cleanly and neatly, but the lack of follow-up care led to the inflammation."

After discussing the girl's physical condition, Tian Hao turned the conversation to the case.

He placed his hand on the girl's forehead: "Other victims were insulted but did not suffer any serious external injuries, but this girl was the opposite."

According to the doctor, the girl's left eye was removed less than a week ago.

Logically, with such severe facial injuries, she should have been treated immediately. Why was she given surgery and left alive until now?

Used for grinding ink?

Hu Yingshao has now been forced to turn himself in to the criminal police team, so he has no time to pursue his hobbies.

Enjoy?

Would Hu Yingshao's men present him with a girl who was missing an eye?
Tian Hao was completely baffled. No matter how he looked at it, the girl shouldn't have been able to survive.

Hearing Tian Hao's question, Jin Ping'an's DNA started to work again. The next moment, he picked up a lock of the girl's hair and prepared to use the backtracking technique.

pat.

A strand of hair was knocked off Jin Ping'an's hand.

"Backtracking is no longer permitted in the near future."

Tian Hao said with a stern face.

Jin Ping'an argued, "Why? There's nothing wrong with my body. Last night was just an accident."

"Going back to the beginning will make you dizzy and nauseous, right? You've already vomited so much that your esophageal sphincter is torn. Do you want the wound to get worse?"

Tian Hao grabbed Jin Ping'an's hand, preventing him from having any contact with the girl.

"But……"

Tian Hao said in an unyielding tone, "There are no buts. Hu Yingshao is well aware that he is on the police's suspect list and cannot commit another crime against the law."

The victims have already been rescued, so there's no need to rush things now. What you need to do is rest and recover.

Faced with Tian Hao's resolute gaze, Jin Ping'an gave in.

He waved his hand and walked towards the door: "Fine, I'll listen to you, okay? Honestly..."

Bang.

The door closed, and Tian Hao turned around to continue watching over the girl.

Outside the door, Jin Ping'an returned to the ward with Cheng Lejia's help.

"I suddenly understand how the messenger feels now."

Jin Ping'an lay back on the bed and suddenly said something.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Cheng Lejia asked, sitting in a chair.

"That's why the messenger did that in the first place."

Although Jin Ping'an did not explicitly name the incident, Cheng Lejia knew very well which one he was referring to.

With a smile, Cheng Lejia said half-jokingly, "You wouldn't be thinking of grabbing a gun, rushing into Hu Yingshao's house, and shooting him dead, would you?"

“I really want to. Sometimes I even have the urge to shoot them and then kill myself.”

Jin Ping'an honestly admitted that he had had this thought: "The messenger's experience back then must have been several times more miserable than mine now. I really don't know how he managed to persevere."

Cheng Lejia didn't respond to that, but said in a nostalgic tone, "Back in elementary school, he kept saying he wanted to be a detective. What kind of detective is that? He was more like a brute."

"Indeed, sometimes it's easier to be a reckless person, without having to think about so many complicated things."

Jin Pingan tilted his head and smiled.

"You're really hard to please. No wonder everyone in the brigade finds you troublesome."

Cheng Lejia couldn't help but retort, "So you don't want to be a super detective anymore, and you're planning to become a bounty hunter who lives a life of chivalry and revenge?"

Jin Pingan turned to look out the window: "No, I will not give up my position as a consultant for the criminal investigation team. Although I have encountered many setbacks, I still want to continue on this path."

"Yeah."

Cheng Lejia shrugged: "Whatever you want to do, I will support you."

Jin Ping'an, looking dejected, rubbed his stomach: "...By the way, is the hospital cafeteria open yet? My mind is completely clear now, and I'm so hungry."

Cheng Lejia couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You rascal, were you just waiting for me to say that so you'd make me run errands?"

He said gloatingly, "Don't even think about it. Even if the door opens, you won't be able to eat. With your esophageal sphincter torn, you'll only be able to eat liquids for the next month."

"Huh? No way." Jin Ping'an's hand, which was touching his belly, suddenly stopped.

Cheng Lejia stood up and picked up his phone: "Why would I lie to you? If you're really hungry right now, I'll go outside and see if there's any porridge for sale. If not, I'll buy soup. Is that okay?"

"That's fine."

Jin Pingan said with a sense of despair.

"I'm going out now. If you need to use the restroom, remember to call Uncle Tian."

Cheng Lejia opened the door and stood at the entrance, giving instructions.

"You're so long-winded, are you a mother hen?" Jin Ping'an waved his hand impatiently as if to shoo him away: "I know, you can go now."

After Cheng Lejia left, Jin Pingan got out of bed again and slowly walked towards the window.

It was midday, and the sun outside the window was scorching. The scenery outside seemed to be writhing under the intense heat.

Behind the inpatient department is a large garden lawn, which is reserved for patients to take walks.

But no one with a screw loose would stroll through the garden at this time, so the huge garden was completely deserted, with no living creatures in sight, only the chirping of cicadas.

The sound of cicadas in the quiet environment, coupled with the scorching sun, creates a strong contrast of desolation. The body feels unbearably hot under the sun's heat, but the heart feels chilled to the bone.

Jin Pingan opened the window to let the hot air from outside blow in.

He raised his left hand to support his expressionless face: "Isn't there a need to rush? But I... I don't want to wait any longer..."

………………

Inside a private room of an underground bar.

Song Jie and Wang Youcai sat facing each other.

"Hu Yingshao has already left. When do you plan to turn yourself in?"

Without looking up, Song Jie, holding his tablet, asked, "The police are conducting a full manhunt for you and your brother. You can hide here with me, but your brother is still at the border. If this continues, he will be caught by the police soon."

"I know."

Wang Youcai picked up the bottle and took a sip of champagne.

He has always believed that alcohol is a bad thing because it not only affects physical health but also numbs the nerves, causing people to make irrational judgments.

Whether drunk or intoxicated, a body that acts solely on instinct and in a daze can cause a lot of trouble.

Therefore, Wang Youcai, the owner of the club, rarely drinks alcohol, only taking a sip or two at unavoidable social occasions.

Fortunately, Wang Youde has a good alcohol tolerance and loves to drink, so he turned down most of the toasts.

Most of the alcohol in the office wasn't for Wang Youcai to drink himself, but rather for Wang Youde or to give away.

But now, Wang Youcai's views on alcohol have changed.

Sometimes, people need something to numb themselves.

Slightly tipsy, Wang Youcai swayed, looking at his reflection in the glass, and said, "I'll turn myself in tomorrow. When I get to the criminal investigation team, remember... to release Wang Youde..."

“Wang Youde is of no use to me, and I will not target him. If you succeed tomorrow, I can promise you that he will not have any security problems for the rest of his life.”

"The prerequisite is... I have to kill Jin Ping'an first, right?"

Wang Youcai's lips curled into a smile: "I don't know if I can kill Jin Ping'an, but I have a way to kill Hu Yingshao."

Song Jie paused in clicking on the tablet, then looked up at Wang Youcai: "Hu Yingshao gave you everything, and you hate him that much?"

"Hate? I wouldn't say I hate."

I'm just a novelist, and in real life I'm a law-abiding citizen. The details in the book (good kids, please don't imitate them) were things I stumbled upon online and just casually wrote into the book. Please don't misunderstand me.

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In the future, I will try to reduce the amount of minor details that need attention when committing crimes, and will briefly mention them if necessary. (The folder "Details of Crime Methods" has been deleted) to avoid it being constantly blocked and affecting everyone's reading experience...

As for the plot, Volume Two is almost over, and I've recently returned to the underworld. I'll try to write another thousand or two words...

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