My Life with Narration

Chapter 867 - 857: Clouds of Worry at the Police Station

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Chapter 867: Chapter 857: Clouds of Worry at the Police Station

"I...I’m his girlfriend. Doctor, how is he?"

"The patient only fainted. We need to run a full set of tests. Go register and fill out the forms." A doctor in a white coat spoke.

At that, everyone present let out a breath. Good thing it wasn’t a consent form for family members to sign—if it had been, Su Qing’s situation would’ve been dangerous, and besides, none of his actual family were here yet.

After that, Su Qing was sent from one examination room to another, and his clothes had already been changed completely, from the inside out.

Meanwhile, things were no calmer over at the station. The killer had been found, only he was already a corpse. Even so, the police still called 120 and tried to resuscitate him.

But it was obvious there was no saving him. His determination to die was strong: a bottle of pesticide, plus those wounds on his body—no doctor could help him, maybe only the Buddha might.

Only gods never protect mortals. Fortunately, the officers found the killer’s farewell letter in the classroom—also a confession—where he detailed his crimes and explained what he did with Liu Chunbao’s severed head, along with a series of other specifics.

Of course, if Su Qing could see it, he’d definitely notice that the other party had deliberately left out their conversation, neatly cutting Su Qing out of everything.

It was noon soon enough. After Su Qing briefly woke once, he fell asleep again.

Right, this time it wasn’t called being unconscious, it was called sleeping. In the doctor’s words, the patient had suffered a shock that led to severe physical and mental exhaustion, and now urgently needed sleep to recover. This was considered a normal reaction.

And the test results all came back normal. In fact, that morning when Su Qing’s parents, Old Su and Zhou Hui, arrived, the doctor even asked if their family had any undisclosed medical history.

After all, a nosebleed followed by a fainting spell with no detectable cause in the tests was something they found very strange.

As for that explanation about severe mental strain and some sort of stimulus, that was all inferred from their clinical experience.

"That brat, he’s sleeping like nothing happened, after scaring us half to death. We kept telling him not to show off, not to push himself, he just wouldn’t listen. Well, look at him now—he’s gone and worked himself straight into a hospital!"

In the ward, Zhou Hui sat at the bedside peeling an apple as she spoke. Her mouth was still sharp and full of complaints, but the worry on her face couldn’t be hidden no matter what.

She might grumble and dislike him all the time, but he was still the flesh that fell from her own body. If something really happened, no one would hurt more than her.

"It’s fine. Didn’t the doctor say he just overtaxed himself and passed out? This kid, I think he needs to exercise more from now on. Has his body really gotten this weak?" Old Su tried to comfort her from the side.

Hearing that, Zhou Hui raised her hand and tossed the apple peel at him. "Get lost. If you don’t know how to talk, then shut up!"

The son’s girlfriend was right there—what was he doing spouting the blunt truth? What if he scared the future daughter-in-law off? They were supposed to get engaged next month.

As she spoke, she turned to Shen Yi with a smile. "Yi, don’t worry, this brat’s health is absolutely fine. Here’s what we’ll do: once he wakes up, I’ll make him resign from the station and stay out of this stuff for good. You didn’t sleep all night either. Go get some rest, we’ll stay here."

Hearing that, Shen Yi’s heavy mood eased quite a bit. She smiled and shook her head. "It’s okay, Auntie. I’ve already explained things at the company. It’s fine."

"What do you mean, ’it’s okay’? Auntie’s telling you to rest. If you really don’t want to leave, go lie down on that bed over there. Sleep for a while. Be good."

With Shen Yi around, of course Su Qing wasn’t in a regular ward, but a deluxe single room instead. The price was steep, but Aunt Shen was willing to spend money on her man.

Faced with Zhou Hui’s firm attitude, Shen Yi had no choice but to nod and go rest.

"What are you still doing here? Go. We don’t need you hanging around." Zhou Hui glared at her husband.

"Wait, I already took the day off today!"

"Then go buy some food and bring it up, let Yi eat something before she sleeps!"

Old Su: ...

Meanwhile, at the East City Public Security Bureau, in the conference hall, many of the higher-ups were in a meeting, even Director Liu himself was present.

"The killer: Bai Longsheng, male, 24, resident of Yangzhangzi Village. After junior high he attended a technical secondary school. In third grade of primary school he transferred to Sanhe Village Primary School in Daoist Manor. He has a disability in his left leg. According to his farewell/confession letter, he was avenging Zhang Shunzhi of Qingshu Village. First, in the West Suburb he knocked Zhao Dongyang unconscious, then took him to an abandoned yard on the outskirts and killed him there. But because he couldn’t find any trace of Liu Chunbao, he came up with the idea of dumping the corpse at the entrance of Qingshu Village. Because as long as we received a report, we would definitely investigate Zhang Shunzhi’s case in the end and help him find Liu Chunbao.

As of yesterday, Liu Chunbao had just returned from out of town to be questioned. Bai hid in Dalincun and discovered his whereabouts, so he improvised a plan. At night, while Liu Chunbao was waiting by the roadside to catch a ride and leave town, Bai killed him and took his head away, then placed it at Zhang Shunzhi’s burial site.

Our people have already found Liu Chunbao’s severed head according to the instructions in the letter.

As for Bai Longsheng himself, after completing his revenge, he drank pesticide and killed himself at the abandoned Sanhe Village Primary School. In the end, it was our bureau’s criminal investigation consultant Su Qing who discovered his whereabouts and reported the location."

Criminal Investigation Team Captain Zhao Minghui held a sheet of paper and read it out word for word, reporting the situation of this case.

Put simply, witness testimony and physical evidence are both in hand. The killer wrote a confession, and there’s surveillance footage as proof. This case can be considered closed.

But inside the police force, no one was feeling happy at all, because the killer had managed to kill another person right under their noses. Even if the victim was scum, it still showed that there were problems within the police.

Most importantly, the killer was dead, completely disrupting all of their plans. The case was solved, the killer was found, but there was no one to pay the price for this tragedy.

They had also looked into Bai Longsheng’s family situation. He had relatives, but not a single direct family member left. His only close kin had died just last year, and even if they hadn’t, a mentally unstable person couldn’t be made to bear the consequences of this catastrophe.

After listening to the report, Director Liu, the top leader at the bureau, wore a frighteningly dark expression. He finally spoke after a long silence:

"Prepare to close the case. By the way, how is Consultant Su doing?"

"Director Liu, Su Qing is in the hospital," Lin Chengcai said.

Director Liu nodded and took a deep breath. "When he wakes up, have people from our bureau go visit him. Also... this whole incident started because the Zhang Family mother and son in Qingshu Village chose not to report their daughter’s assault but to settle it privately instead—and the victim was a disabled person suspected of having mental issues. This already crosses into illegality. You all know what to do, right?"

"Understood, please rest assured, Director." Zhao Minghui and Lin Chengcai both hurriedly stood and answered.

The case was over, but no one was bearing the consequences. So there had to be another outcome to take its place—at the very least, they had to give the public an explanation, and clean up the last loose ends of the case.

As for how to accomplish that? Don’t be ridiculous. If Liu Chunbao were still alive, and his father refused to come forward and testify, it would be tricky. But now both direct parties are dead, there’s no scruple left. They’ll always find a way to get the families of Zhao Dongyang and Liu Chunbao to tell the truth.

In matters like this, with the principal offender already dead by suicide to escape punishment, any accomplice—or anyone whose involvement in the case touches on illegal behavior—won’t end up with anything good.

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