MM Racing Chapter 401
Chapter 401
Star picking base.
Zhao Shaoyang did not return all night, and returned the next day, and before he could rest for a while, he was taken to a small black room by Su He.
There was a man sitting in the room, with his back to the door, motionless.
The man's name is Liu Songlin, 52 years old, in the police investigation, he is from a small county town in H Province, his wife died of illness, he has a son, and he is in a mental hospital.
Zhao Shaomei and Zhao Shaoyang did not know Liu Songlin, and they had never even met, so they did not know why Liu Songlin poisoned Zhao Shaoyang.
And Liu Songlin has not said a word since he was arrested, no matter how he interrogates, he just does not speak.
Whether Liu Songlin went to Foshan ten years ago and whether he poisoned and killed the people of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall is still being verified, but there is little hope, and if you want to get more clues, you can only find a way to pry Liu Songlin's mouth open.
Zhao Shaoyang walked in front of Liu Songlin, looked at him condescendingly, and said lightly: "Surprised or not, not surprised?"
"Impossible! How are you still alive? The
moment Liu Songlin saw Zhao Shaoyang, it was like seeing a ghost, and the poison he configured was absolutely impossible to survive, let alone look like a nobody.
Zhao Shaoyang squatted down, grabbed Liu Songlin's wrist, and sneered: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost, I don't believe you touch it!"
Liu Songlin sat on the ground, looked at Zhao Shaoyang with a look of horror, and after two minutes, he gradually calmed down, looked up at Zhao Shaoyang, and pounced directly.
Zhao Shaoyang didn't expect Liu Songlin to be so excited, with handcuffs, anklets, and wanted to fight with him, what kind of hatred?
As a criminal policeman, there is still no problem with grappling, "snap", Zhao Shaoyang directly pressed Liu Songlin, and said coldly: "Tell me, why do you want to kill me?" Su
He told Zhao Shaoyang about the poisoning, and also said his suspicions, which were related to the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall massacre ten years ago, after all, Zhao Shaoyang and Liu Songlin did not intersect, and this hatred came inexplicably.
Liu Songlin turned his head to look at Zhao Shaoyang, and he didn't say a word, but his eyes revealed some regret.
Su He came over, squatted down to look into Liu Songlin's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Even if you don't say it, we still have a way to find the answer... Next, we will go to your hometown to investigate, take a look at your son by the way, and tell him that you can't go back to see him!
Liu Songlin stared at Su He, his fists were clenched, and finally he helplessly let go, sighed, turned his head to look at Zhao Shaoyang, and said: "I can't kill you, my son can't wake up, if you want answers, go find it yourself!" Hahahaha..." Su
He frowned, Liu Songlin's short sentence revealed a lot of information, he killed Zhao Shaoyang for his son, and his son suffered from mental illness, killing Zhao Shaoyang, can cure his son's mental illness?
It's not pure! Su Hedu began to suspect that Liu Songlin was mentally ill.
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A psychiatric hospital in Province H.
A snow-white iron door divided the world into two types of people, sick inside, sober outside, but under the tree, a man, who looked to be twenty-four or five years old, sat quietly on a chair with his hands on his knees, and seemed out of place with the people inside.
Suddenly, two men stood in front of him, he looked up and wondered: "A normal person is put in a mental hospital, how can he prove that he is not mentally ill?" "
This man is Liu Songlin's son, his name is Liu Jun, he has been in a psychiatric hospital for eight years, and it was Liu Songlin who sent him in.
Seeing that Su He and Zhao Shaoyang did not speak, Liu Jun continued: "I told the doctor that I am not sick... The doctor said: Is it? Mentally ill people say that they are not sick, just like drunk people, shouting that I am not drunk..." Saying that
, Liu Jun suddenly laughed, and he said: "Later I said to the doctor, yes, I am sick... But the doctor said: I know, just right, I have medicine... No matter what I do, whether I cry, laugh, walk back and forth, or sit dumbfounded, I'm not normal..."
"What's even funnier is that yesterday a real patient told me: you are not sick, you can be discharged... You say, how do I get the doctor to believe him? "
If Su He hadn't seen the surveillance video, he would have almost thought that Liu Jun had been wrongly brought in... From the day he entered the mental hospital, for eight years, Liu Jun's daily life was jumping up and down, and he was often locked up alone for beating people, and he often fantasized about himself as a martial arts master, wanting to dominate the rivers and lakes and stand out.
Just a few days ago, Liu Jun suddenly quieted down, uncharacteristically, saying that he was not mentally ill, but the doctor was still observing him, after all, the words of mental illness cannot be completely taken seriously.
Su He looked at Liu Jun's hands, very rough, with a thick cocoon, and said with a smile: "If you beat me, I can prove that you are not a psychopath!"
Liu Jun turned his head to look at Su He and shook his head: "If I hit you, the doctor will say that I have violent tendencies, let alone let me out!"
Suddenly, Su He volleyed a whip leg towards Liu Jun's head, and in an instant, Liu Jun reflexively raised his arm, and with a "pop", Liu Jun lay on the ground with a chair.
Without waiting for Liu Jun to react, Su He kicked him in the stomach again.
In a hurry, Liu Jun could only block his stomach with his hand, was kicked solidly, and rolled back twice, this time he did not lie on the ground, and quickly got up.
"Don't lie too much! Don't think I don't dare to fight back, I'm just afraid to kill you! Liu Jun glared angrily, his fists clenched, his fists were so large that they looked like an iron hammer.
"Are you good at fighting?"
Su He looked at Liu Jun coldly, in the face of danger, the body's instinctive reaction will not deceive, in the past eight years in the mental hospital, Liu Jun has not given up martial arts, the previous crazy appearance, but pretended.
There was such a big movement, the doctors and nurses did not show up, but a group of patients gathered around, ready to see the bustle.
Liu Jun roared angrily and rushed up.
"Too slow!" Su He sneered, dodged Liu Jun's fist, and kicked out a lightning-fast kick, hitting Liu Jun's left face and kicking his whole person out.
Liu Jun's right face came into close contact with the cement floor, scraping out two openings, and blood was dripping.
Looking at Liu Jun condescendingly, Su He shook his head: "You are too weak, just like ten years ago, vulnerable!"
"I'm going to kill you!" Liu Jun got up from the ground, his eyes were blood-red, and rushed over again.
Su He took a stride, dodged Liu Jun's fist, leaned up, grabbed Liu Jun's arm, threw it hard, and Liu Jun fell into the sand on the side.
"Is this your strength? I'm so disappointed, you're not suitable for martial arts..." Su He continued to taunt.
Liu Jun lay on the ground, looked at Su He's face, grabbed a handful of sand, and threw it out, and at the same time rushed up with his hands and feet.
Su He's eyes closed, and at the same time he raised his arm in front of his head.
"Boom!"
A sharp pain hit his chest, and Su He took two steps back, when Liu Jun's fist frantically landed on him, causing him to retreat one after another.
Su He seized the opportunity, made a staggered turn left, and then kicked towards Liu Jun's chest.
Liu Jun dodged sideways, grabbed Su He's calf, and just wanted to use force, but saw Su He's whole body falling, grabbed a brick by the side of the flower bed, and shot straight towards him.
"Snap!"
The bricks were broken into several pieces, and Liu Jun also lay on the ground, his brain buzzing.
Su He patted the sand on his body and said in a deep voice: "I now believe that the people of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall in Foshan were killed by you!" "