Chapter 9: Fighting

At 6:10 in the evening, the emergency center building of Yancheng Second Hospital.

Wang Jichao, dressed in a neat suit, walked out from inside, looking frowned and not in a good mood.

He had heard that something happened to Liu Yun's family early in the morning, but due to some rumors in the hospital, he didn't take the time to come until after get off work.

"Hey, Doctor Wang, why are you here?" A familiar voice came over.

Wang Jichao looked over and saw that it was Old Liu from the emergency department, who was also the attending physician, but was a generation older than him.

"Oh, Doctor Liu, I just got off work and came to see a friend."

Doctor Liu laughed, "Are you here to see Ranran?"

"I can't hide anything from you." Wang Jichao admitted it without hesitation.

"Alas, poor child, he lost his father in one night." Old Liu shook his head and sighed.

Wang Jichao frowned and didn't say anything. But he really wanted to know when Ranran would wake up. He stopped Lao Liu and asked carefully.

Lao Liu first boasted about a lot of professional knowledge, and then got to the point, "This situation is relatively rare. Logically, the child should have woken up long ago. All indicators are normal. I am also very surprised! But don't worry, there will be no sequelae."

Wang Jichao let out a long sigh, "That's good, that's good!"

Seeing that he was particularly concerned about Ranran's condition, Lao Liu couldn't help asking, "Doctor Wang, I can't tell that you are so worried about this child? You care more about it than the child's mother!"

Wang Jichao ignored the implication and changed the subject, "Isn't this old enough? I especially like children."

"Then you have to hurry up and get married, start a family early, and have a child of your own. Otherwise, I can introduce you to someone?"

"No need to trouble you, thank you in advance, let's have dinner together another day." Wang Jichao laughed and planned to end this enthusiasm.

"Hey, young people, you still have to hurry up. If you have something to do, go ahead and do it. I'm off work now."

"Okay, I'll leave first."

After saying goodbye to Lao Liu, Wang Jichao walked quickly to the parking lot. He had a date in the evening.

This road is quite long. After turning a corner, the afterglow of the setting sun caught up with him, leaving a faint shadow on the ground. He looked a little lonely, but soon, a more solid shadow appeared on the side.

"Are you Dr. Wang Jichao?"

Wang Jichao turned around and faced the sunset. A human figure came into his eyes, but the light behind him was a little dazzling.

The outline gradually solidified, revealing Han Xu's resolute face like a knife.

"Who are you?" Wang Jichao's eyes fell on the police officer's certificate in Han Xu's hand, and he understood instantly, "Criminal police?"

This was a questioning tone, coupled with that extremely surprised look.

If this guy was performing, he would definitely have the strength to compete for the Oscar statuette.

Han Xu grinned, harmless, "Hello, Doctor Wang. I am Han Xu from the Criminal Investigation Team of the Northern Suburbs Police Station. The truth is, a murder occurred in Fumin Community last night, and I need you to come with me!"

This tone, which was a little polite but unquestionable, was extremely lethal.

Sure enough, Han Xu caught a trace of panic in the eyes of this proud child.

Could it really be him who did it?

"Murder?! Are you saying that Li Hongwei was killed by someone?"

This shock didn't seem to be deliberately pretended.

Han Xu thought that it seemed that he had to go back and drink a few more cups of tea. I wonder how much of Li Le's premium Maojian tea was left.

...

At 8:40 p.m. on the 22nd, another cup of hot tea was placed on the table. On one side was Wang Jichao, who was sitting upright, and on the other side was Chengzi, who had been waiting for a long time.

Han Xu was in the audience room next door, eating a chicken leg in each hand.

"This kid has been sitting there for a long time without saying a word. What's he trying to do?" Li Le, who was accompanying him, had already finished two lunch boxes. He didn't even bother to wipe his mouth, and accused Cheng Zi of standing in the toilet without taking a shit through the one-way glass.

Han Xu finished the last bit of rice and said mysteriously, "This is called psychological warfare! I'm almost hungry, it's my turn." After that, he took a box of braised pork elbow and went to the next interrogation room.

"Doctor Wang, it's time to eat. I don't know if the braised pork elbow suits your taste."

Han Xu pushed the door open and walked in, looking very familiar, as if he was a relative who hadn't seen him for many years.

The fragrant smell of minced meat went straight into Wang Jichao's nostrils with a little willfulness, causing his Adam's apple to squirm. He was really hungry.

Two hours had passed since he came in at 6:40. The fierce police officer opposite him did not move, asked nothing, said nothing, and just stared at him dryly, almost scaring the attending psychiatrist!

When Han Xu came in, Dr. Wang seemed to have found a relative, and his psychological defenses were broken.

"Officer Han, you are here. Is this officer sick? Bring him to me some other day, I will help him!"

Han Xu smiled and said, "This guy has this problem, there is no cure." He patted Chengzi on the shoulder and praised him greatly. This is the effect he wanted.

"Okay, I will receive Dr. Wang, you go and do your thing."

Chengzi ran away as if he had been pardoned by the emperor.

The huge contrast between the before and after further confirmed what Wang Jichao was thinking.

"Officer Han, you must hand him over to me. This is definitely a rare typical case! It is worth studying!"

Han Xu couldn't help but smile, and hurriedly changed the topic, as if chatting about family matters.

"Doctor Wang is a local of Yancheng, right?"

"Yes, born and raised here."

"Tsk, Yancheng is really full of talents."

"Thank you," Wang Jichao took a mouthful of rice to relieve the hunger in his stomach.

Han Xu continued to talk, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Wang Jichao nodded, and his attention was all on the food.

Han Xu felt that it was almost done, "You also ate the braised pork elbow last night, right?"

Wang Jichao paused, raised his head, and slowly put down his chopsticks, "Have you investigated it all?"

Han Xu said confidently, "This little thing is not difficult to investigate!"

Wang Jichao simply straightened up, with his back against the chair, "Yes, I was with Li Hongwei last night."

Han Xu took out a cigarette and pointed it at Wang Jichao.

"Sorry, I don't smoke."

Han Xu took it back again, turning it with one hand, and the cigarette holder knocked on the table from time to time.

"Have you known the deceased Li Hongwei for a long time?"

Wang Jichao nodded, not shying away from the topic.

"How did you know each other?"

"You didn't investigate thoroughly enough!"

Han Xu frowned, he didn't like this tone!

When Wang Jichao saw that the police officer had stopped talking, he slowly said, "Li Hongwei and I were classmates in junior high school! We were good friends!"