365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

Feng Bureau immediately issued an order to notify all policemen who were conducting investigations to go to the two major hospitals and the Center for Disease Control and Prevention near the Sunset Hotel to retrieve the latest medical records, especially the emergency department.

Muyu has heard of Chu Yu's psychological analysis of Xia Yihan, knowing that she cherishes Chu Yu and will not use violence. From the monitoring of the Sunset Hotel yesterday, it can be seen that the two of them walked out of the hotel naturally without any signs of compulsion.

Therefore, Muyu inferred that Chu Yu was awake during the whole journey from the hotel to the place of stay, and there was a possibility of leaving clues. In order to reduce the risk, Xia Yihan would probably settle down at nearby places.

The hotel is located in a wetland park, it is not convenient to take a taxi, and the taxi will have contact with the driver, Xia Yihan will also avoid this. According to an hour's journey, outside of the wetland park, there are residential and commercial areas that can be settled. There is probably Xia Yihan's hiding place.

If Chu Yu pretends to be an acute illness in order to pass on news, he will definitely be sent to the nearest hospital, which is a higher-scale hospital, namely Wuhuai People's Hospital and Wuhuai Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, which are closer to the Sunset Hotel.

Muyu hoped that her inference was correct, but at the same time she was playing drums in her heart. After all, her understanding of Xia Yihan was not as accurate as Chu Yu. She was afraid that one part of the analysis was wrong. All the time, it gave Xia Yihan time to transfer.

After the police were dispatched, Muyu also went to the Wuhu People's Hospital, went straight to the monitoring room, adjusted the emergency records and monitoring of last night, and there was no suspicious person. Muyu checked the records on the 25th. Seven young women under the age of 25 sought medical attention due to emergencies. Those who were hospitalized were inspected by the police. To rule out the possibility, Muyu sent the information of the patients who were not hospitalized to colleagues in the city bureau for assistance. , Identity is okay.

The focus of the search was on the day of the 26th. Ten plainclothes policemen were scattered around the registration and emergency department, pretending to be patients or consultation desks to guide doctors, and pay attention to suspicious personnel.

Muyu took a fat cup, filled it with coffee, took a sip, prepared for the tough battle, and called up the monitor to play at normal speed. There are three monitoring angles in the registration hall, plus an emergency entrance, which are on four screens. During the playback, Muyu, Fang Datuo, Song Qingyang, and Li Shan all guarded a screen. The four figures were acupointed, their eyes were not daring to blink, and their attention was concentrated throughout the entire process.

The staff in the monitoring room lost their job for a while and asked if they needed help. Muyu waved his hand. This work must be done by members of the Investigation Department and the secret operation team. They must have investigative awareness, and they must become more familiar with Chu to keep up with her. Brain circuit.

Sitting from three o'clock in the afternoon to five o'clock in the afternoon, one sitting is two hours, four people seem to be immortals at the same time, even Lazar is not needed, sitting on a chair is more stable than meditating.

Several people did not close their eyes overnight. At this moment, their eyes were wide and bloodshot. Fang Datuo's messy hair was scratched wildly. He didn't have the habit of drinking coffee. He couldn't help but yawn at this moment, although his mind persisted. Work, but the eyes have issued a strong protest, ready to strike.

Muyu was annoyed by his yawn of nine songs, keeping his eyes on the screen, he reached out and handed the coffee cup to him, beckoning him to solve it by himself, and dries in one mouthful.

Fang Datuo waved his hand, and another yawn was brewing, eyes full of tears, "Thank you, I can't find it hard..."

Song Qingyang bounced up suddenly, walked over to **** the coffee cup, and drank with his head up.

Muyu, Fang Datuo, and Li Shan couldn't help but look up at her, shocked.

"Qingyang, you drink and drink, just move your mouth, and you can't leave your job!"

Li Shan was close to Song Qingyang's seat, and quickly swiped over in the revolving chair to press pause, only to find that the screen had stopped.

"I found it." Song Qingyang was full with a "hiccup".

Muyu and Fang Datuo almost flashed lightning in their eyes, squeezed to her position, and adjusted the time forward for a few minutes. The three heads were gathered in front of the screen, tightly blocked, as if they were peeking at some secret video.

In the picture, everything is normal. People come and go in the hall. Some people are sitting in rows of chairs waiting to get medicine. Some people are queuing up in front of the window to register. Song Qingyang’s monitoring perspective is mainly from windows 5 to 10, near the doctor’s guide. , Beside Window 10, standing by a man in dark clothes, it seems that his left hand is injured, and he can't see his face clearly while wearing a mask.

At 13:25:56, an unusual phenomenon suddenly appeared in the picture. The right hand of the person wearing the mask suddenly moved quickly and compared a series of numbers. At the end, after a second, the comparison ended with two numbers.

Muyu immediately wrote it down: 191519191519191519, 72

Li Shan reacted extremely quickly and noticed the repetitive part, and immediately translated it: "Distress signal, the number of SOS indicates that she is asking for help!"

Fang Datuo: "Then what does 72 mean?"

"It should be the street number, Chu Chu should have noted the nearest street number!"

After speaking, Muyu immediately turned on his computer and began to search all streets with the number plate 72.

Li Shan couldn't help being speechless: "Talent, Chu Chu can really think of anything!"

Song Qingyang closed the lid fiercely, squeezing the body of the thermos, "Chu is injured, I'm going to kill that bastard!"

Fang Datuo turned his head and glanced at her, and found that she was sulking, her aura was suffocating, and she felt iron sparks. It is estimated that if she gave her a sandbag, she could blow it up.

"That should have been caused by Chu Chu himself," Muyu tapped on the keyboard, keeping her eyes intent. "If Xiao Huaihua wants to hurt her, she will probably remove one of her arms, or we have to go to the funeral home to find someone."

A series of street names popped up on the screen, and Muyu's voice became sharp because of excitement, "There are two places with house number 72 nearby, namely No. 72 Luxiang and No. 7-2 of Nanhupu!"

...

After the injection, she returned to the rental room. Chu Yu found that the landlord was not awake. She felt his pulse, but she did not die, but her condition did not improve, so she had to be sent to the hospital.

Before I left, the TV was still on, making a light mosquito-like noise. Xia Yihan turned off the screen and said to Chu Yu: "Sister, if you would take a break, I found you yawned twice on my way back. "

Chu Yu was really sleepy. She stayed up all night last night. She didn't have that great ability. She could sleep soundly even after being kidnapped.

Seeing that Chu Yu had no objection, Xia Yihan went into the bedroom to tidy up, closed the windows, lowered the curtains, and collected the debris on the bed.

Chu Yu sat on the bed, exhausted. She used to do research all day and night. She had never been so tired, but she had never been so excited. She was like drug addiction, danger, and collapse. Indulge in it, unable to extricate itself.

Chu Yu leaned his head on the back of the bed, his chin tilted, and his long hair followed the contours of his chin, from his cheeks to his shoulders, and fell smoothly on his chest. His face was pale because of anemia, and his eyebrows and lips were light. Yes, it looks very delicate and cold.

Her gaze followed Xia Yihan until she was about to close the bedroom door: "Good afternoon, sister."

Chu Yu's lips curled up with a small smile, but she didn't answer. She supported the bed with her injured hand, changed her sitting position, and faced the door, "Axia, do you know my dad?"

Xia Yihan was silent for a moment and then laughed: "Why, will my sister take me to see my father-in-law?"

Chu Yu stared at her, capturing every slight expression of her. The two of them sat and stood, their eyes met, and they stared at each other for a few seconds.

Finally, Chu Yu smiled and waved her hand, indicating that she could kneel down.

Xia Yihan closed the door and went to the kitchen that Chu Yu had cleaned up. She rolled up her sleeves and began to wash the dishes.

Chu Yu was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of water outside, she closed her eyes, but her mind started to revolve at high speed.

She believes that the clerk of the investigation office can receive her clues. They will recognize her, decipher the information, determine the location, conduct a surprise attack, capture Xia Yihan, or at least besiege her.

However, they may first contact the landlord and find that the landlord is missing, inquire about the landlord's whereabouts, call him on his cell phone, find that he cannot answer, and then guess that he has fallen into the claws. Then they will come soft, lurking around, observing in secret, looking for opportunities to rescue her and the landlord.

Regardless, Chu Yu is a little wait and see how Xia Yihan will respond.

...

"You mean, did you see her only today?"

"Yes, the corridor is very narrow. I often open the door to sew clothes. People living on the first floor often encounter them, but I don’t remember meeting them before. The room used to live in seems to be a student, who loves to drink and can’t afford to pay. Money, the landlord drove out, or drove out to save him howling in the middle of the night."

Muyu wears a knitted hat and large-frame glasses. On the opposite side sits a resident named Yi Xian in Nanhupu No.7-2 Housing Building. Muyu explained the identity of the police officer and wanted to inquire about the rental housing nearby.

Yi Xian was extremely enthusiastic and took her to the opposite restaurant to have a long conversation. The two of them ordered two cups of soy milk and drank the leisurely English afternoon tea because the focus was on chatting and not eating.

Muyu learned that the opposite side is a residential building. It has been around for a long time. The residents are mostly elderly. The outside looks old and the conditions inside are decent, but compared with modern high-rise buildings, they can’t sell for much, but it’s good. There is a high school nearby, so this ruined building "turned up as a serf to sing" and gained the status of a school district house, and its value skyrocketed. However, some homeowners are smart and don’t sell them. They rent them out. The rent is expensive, mainly for the third year of high school. Students, they will rest in the rented room at noon to avoid running back and forth between home and school.

So from the outside, it looks like an "empty nest plus stay-at-home" home where the elderly live with their grandchildren, not like a rented house.

The police checked this place and found that it was a residential building, and they were all elderly people, so they relaxed their vigilance.

After hearing the aunt on the opposite side describe the height and body shape of the two "new tenants", Muyu knew in his heart that he was almost certain that he had found the right place.

Aunt Yi, an enthusiastic citizen who provided the news, suddenly lowered her voice and said to Muyu: "Today, I was eating at the door and heard the landlord knock on the innermost door, saying that it was checking the water meter, but after going in for a while, I didn’t come out. I suspect , Is the one wearing and dragging his breath inside, is it his little lover!"

Muyu sucked the soy milk and almost didn't spray it out. She covered her mouth, "You mean, the landlord stayed in it for a long time?"

The enthusiastic citizens nodded seriously.

"When did he come out?"

"I didn't pay attention to this, but I didn't see him come out for half an hour after eating. You said to copy a water meter. How long is the number? It takes half an hour to write!"

Muyu's face sank, guessing that the landlord was under control, and at the same time he understood why Chu Yu was injured, and went to the hospital to leave clues.

"What little lover did you just talk about? Does the landlord have a wife?"

"I don't have a wife, but I have a girlfriend who looks pretty. Why are you still stealing fishy outside because your girlfriend is so beautiful!"

In order to obtain more information, Muyu had no choice but to use the gossip skills at the bottom of the press box, and Aunt Yi babbled endlessly.

Fang Datuo heard all their conversations through the Bluetooth headset, and immediately confirmed the landlord’s identity and interpersonal relationship-the landlord’s name is Ruan Tianhao, a male, 35 years old, a second-generation house, and he made a fortune by relying on his ancestral real estate. By collecting rent every month, you can travel the world. He has a girlfriend named Tang Qingqing, the owner of a nearby nail salon. If nothing else, Ruan Tianhao will pick up his girlfriend for dinner every night, but tonight, I'm afraid it will be a date.

After chatting, Muyu took advantage of the intermission and lowered his voice into the earphones: "Find his girlfriend and knock on the door."

Fang Datuo understood in seconds, and immediately contacted Tang Qingqing to explain the situation.

Tang Qingqing was also quite cooperative. He immediately called Ruan Tianhao’s mobile phone. As expected, no one would answer. The other party may reply to the text message or may not reply. Then Miss Tang went to the rental room door accompanied by the armed police and knocked. Look for the "big trotter of a promise" at the door.

The phone rang three times, but it stopped abruptly and was connected. Tang Qingqing was holding the phone, feeling at a loss, Fang Datuo hinted that she was talking normally with his eyes.

"Hello?" Tang Qingqing's voice trembled a little.

There was a female voice over there, sounding steady and powerful, "Ms. Tang, isn't it? Could you please come over."