These few words made the entire office fall into silence.

In fact, the doctors and nurses are fine, after all, they live in this environment all day long and have some resistance.

But for a normal person who has just come into contact with this kind of despair, it is still quite uncomfortable for a moment.

They could not imagine that a upright and youthful child would know that he would soon die, and everything he did was meaningless... Then, what kind of mood would be like every day he lived.

However, the silence did not last long, and Liu Chen quickly said:

"We need to look at the photos of this child, cases and so on."

As a detective, he will be able to accept this kind of thing very quickly.

Or, he is not qualified to struggle with the pitiful life of a leukemia child like others.

Perhaps after he settled the whole case, he would find a bar and have a drink on his way home, while he couldn't control his sadness and wished heaven no pain.

But now, his thoughts can only be placed on the case.

"Okay, the case is here..."

The doctor quickly took out a case from the medical record cabinet and handed it to Detective Liu.

Liu Chen turned the case open, and on the first page, he saw a photo of the child.

A child who is only in his teenage years old can tell his facial features and contours, and he will be very handsome in the future... In his eyes, there is also the kind of liveliness and vitality that ordinary children should have.

But... the bare head proves... he can't really be like an ordinary child after all.

He is a patient.

Liu Chen tsk and closed the case.

Maybe he didn't want to see it again, or he couldn't understand the case at all, anyway, he handed the information in his hand to a police officer next to him.

Then he looked at the doctor:

"Also, the police station will call to confirm the blood type, identity of the deceased, etc. I hope you can cooperate?"

The doctor also nodded: "Okay, we will cooperate with you."

"Well, then in the end...I also need to know when the last time you saw the dead."

At this time, the nurse next to him also joined the conversation:

"It should be 5 o'clock tonight, when the night shift routine rounds were conducted, Xiao Ming was still in the hospital bed."

"emmm..." Detective Liu pondered for a moment, thinking to himself... "In other words, this Wang Xiaoming ran from the hospital to the opposite side of the road at some time after 5 o'clock, and then committed suicide

of."

"Is there a camera here? Or, has anyone seen Wang Xiaoming walk out of the hospital?" he asked again.

The nurse shook her head: "No one saw Xiao Ming going out, otherwise we wouldn't have looked around.

There are also cameras... Actually, we have surveillance here, but every month today, after get off work, we have two hours, and all the cameras in the hospital are turned off."

"Oh? Why?" Liu Chen asked.

"Because the hospital needs to clean up the surveillance video, some important videos need to be transferred and stored... After all, they are running 24 hours a day, and hundreds of hours of video recordings, so the equipment does not have that much space.

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"Yeah." Detective Liu nodded, most video recording equipment had this problem. After all, it was like a type of TV. It didn't have to clean up the surveillance equipment that was continuously running for half a year. Not all units could afford it.

The deceased Wang Xiao obviously knew that there would be more than two hours of surveillance blanking period in the hospital. He had been here for a full five years, and he must have known this kind of thing more than anyone else.

Therefore, it is not difficult for such a person who knows the hospital very well and wants to sneak out of the hospital.

In fact, when Detective Liu thought of this, he had already determined that 80% of this incident should have committed suicide.

It is reasonable for a child who has been abandoned by his parents for so many years in the hospital without any relatives and reason.

The most important thing is that no one will murder a child who can't survive next month.

But......

Why is there no soil on those shoes?

If Wang Xiaoming went to the opposite office building after 5 o'clock today, then there would definitely be mud on his shoes!

Why?

Why?

As long as this doubt is not resolved, the case cannot be settled.

Detective Liu was thinking hard, but he had no clue.

He looked into the doctor's office...

"Okay, now starting from this, these two police officers will ask everyone some questions. Just tell the truth. I'll go around nearby." Liu Chen said.

"Be careful, don't disturb the patient." The doctor instructed.

Liu Chen nodded. He respected the profession of doctors very much.

In his opinion, to a certain extent, doctors are people's spiritual sustenance during their lifetime, alleviating illnesses and driving away death, which is undoubtedly respected by people.

As for detectives, they make up for the soul after a person dies...

One was alive, the other was after death

The two professions seem to have nothing to do with each other, but they seem to have some strange similarities.

"I will pay attention." Liu Chen said: "Oh, I haven't asked what you call me yet?"

"My surname is Zhang..."

"Please, Dr. Zhang." Liu Chen owed his body and walked out of the doctor's office.

After that, the transcripts were carried out according to the normal process.

Everything is normal... Zhou Yan feels that this is a suicide, a tragic story of a boy who is disheartened by life, who finally succumbs to the tragic story of fate.

The other staff seemed to think the same way, and their eyes occasionally showed a faint sadness about the poor child committing suicide.

Only the nurse seemed to frown from time to time when taking the transcripts.

Of course, when something big happened in the hospital, she frowned, and no one would think something was wrong.

......

In this process, Zhou Yan naturally also took out "Detective Notes".

[The intersection of reality and virtual spirit: The hospital is the place where good and evil gather and blend in the world. Great love and great evil are all here.]

"Yes..." Zhou Yan also sighed, but he didn't know what to say.

[Sea of ​​Clouds on the Palm: He seems to have committed suicide. But the reason for his suicide is definitely not that he doesn't want to live anymore...]

"This..." Zhou Yan hesitated for a moment, thinking that this sentence is grammatical? People have committed suicide. It is impossible for them to commit suicide because they want to live, right?

Forget it, look down.

[The beautiful boy who is always eighteen years old: Did you forget the mud when you were considering suicide?]

Um!

This point must not be forgotten. Even if it seems like suicide, if the doubtful point of [flower mud on shoes] is not solved, you will always feel that something is strange.
Chapter completed!