Chapter 151 Justice

The coldest day of the first lunar month.

As the sun set, the sounds of sirens and fire trucks echoed alternately, filling the night sky.

Since being sent to the hospital, Su Xia has never seen Xu Jiqing again.

After completing a series of simple checks, the policeman who accompanied her was still standing beside her and refused to leave. Su Xia couldn't bear it any longer and begged him for a long time, but the other party still gave in.

"Miss, it's no use begging me. This is a murder case. Captain Wu said no, and that's it. There's no room for negotiation."

Su Xia looked at him, "Who is Captain Wu?"

“…The one who fired the gun.” The young policeman scratched his head.

"Hey, the boy is actually fine. You might find it scary, but we've seen this a lot, so it's not that serious... He's being watched by the police now because the case hasn't been determined yet, so they're protecting him. Once the criminal investigation and forensic doctors leave the scene, you'll probably see him tomorrow."

It seems that this is human nature.

When my mind is in a mess, I tend to think of the worst possible scenario.

What the police said, “It’s not too serious,” sounds no different from “He’s still breathing.”

It's not a comfort at all.

Su Xia's eyes became even redder.

Tears fell unconsciously, and she raised her hand and wiped them away quickly.

He hadn't had time to wash off the blackened marks on his face from the fire, and they were all over his sleeves, covered in dust.

The young policeman had just been in the job for two years and was full of ideals. He was full of justice and hated to see girls cry. "Hey, don't worry so much. I promise you—"

"Which floor is his ward on?"

Su Xia raised her tearful eyes and interrupted him, "Officer Wu should be nearby, right?"

"I won't see him, and I won't ask anything he doesn't allow me to. Can you just come with me and talk to Officer Wu?"

Ancheng does not have a shortage of medical resources like big cities. During the Spring Festival, there are many vacant beds in the inpatient building.

To facilitate police monitoring, Xu Jiqing lived in a single room in the intensive care unit.

It's almost nine o'clock now.

After visiting hours, everything from the elevator to the corridor was quiet until the end of the corridor, where a small area of ​​black police uniforms could be seen.

It can give people a sense of security, but at this time it is inexplicably heavy.

The female police officer was thin and neat, standing with her back against the wall. The young policeman next to her ran over and said a few words. She looked up and walked over.

She found a row of plastic chairs next to the nurses' station and turned back to wave at Su Xia, "This way."

Su Xia trotted over.

Her eyes were still red, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she felt her voice tremble a little again.

"Officer Wu, how is he?"

The woman turned her head to the side and saw the baby-faced policeman waving his hands in panic. She took out a pack of wet wipes from her pocket and handed it to her, pulling her to sit down. "Did Xiaobai scare you?"

"It's okay, Auntie promises you, it's just a flesh wound. Boys can just grit their teeth and bear it and it will pass."

The female police officer was in her early forties.

She looks at people with a firm gaze, dignified when she's not smiling, and a bit like Su Xiaojuan when you talk to her.

Su Xia was afraid of crying in front of her, so she tried hard to hold back her tears, and her voice was a little trembling.

“…How much does it hurt?”

Under the bright corridor lights, the girl's big eyes were red and sparkling.

Officer Wu was silent for a while, then sighed and explained to her.

"The electric shock injury isn't serious. The cut was on the right shoulder. There was a little bleeding, but it's nothing serious. He just needs to rest. It's a mild concussion on the head. He'll be fine after stitches. He'll be under observation in the hospital until tomorrow morning. The doctor just came in and said he's in a stable condition."

"Just a little."

Su Xia looked up, not daring to breathe.

"His father is a scoundrel. He has a lot of wounds on his head. He just shaved his head to make it easier to sew them up."

Officer Wu paused and said, as if to coax his daughter, "Be prepared. You're not as handsome as before."

"...What else?"

The woman spread her hands. "No more."

A string that had been stretched for nearly ten hours finally relaxed.

But I still feel sad.

Su Xia tried hard to bend her lips, which had turned pale from pursing, and tears kept flowing out.

She wanted to speak, but her throat felt sore and blocked, so she had to pick up the wet wipes the woman had given her and cover her disheveled face.

"Seriously, do your parents know you're coming home?"

Su Xia responded vaguely.

How could I let my mother know?

She was afraid that Su Xiaojuan would worry, so she teamed up with He Miao to call her on the way and said that she was a little scared to stay in a hotel alone, and planned to stay with a good friend for a day and then go to the vicinity of Tsinghua University tomorrow.

Officer Wu was skeptical and asked again, "Is Qin okay?"

She is the only boy in her family and was raised in a rough environment since childhood.

It was only when someone mentioned it just now that I realized that the guitar that the girl used to save people was so expensive, it was even worth the price of a good car.

"Officer Bai has kept it for me," Su Xia said. "My violin case is very sturdy and won't break."

It's just a little blackened by the smoke.

Before returning home from Beijing.

If she could still return home from Beijing on time, she would have to find a way to restore the situation to its original state in order to prevent her mother from asking questions.

I was so worried that my mind went blank.

Now that she had calmed down a little, the exam came back to her mind.

Xu Jiqing's father died.

When it comes to a case involving human lives, how can we just let them go so easily?