Chapter 78 I think you are like a dog on the roadside
Episode 78 I think you are like a dog on the street
Is there anything more terrifying than finding out your parents are doing something bad?
I subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone.
But when I looked up, I was surrounded by police officers who had seen me make the call. He Qisi, in particular, was observing my situation intently, as if he thought that if I couldn't reach an agreement with the other party, he might take over my call and be responsible for coordination.
I felt like there was a group of wild horses galloping in my chest, the "thump thump thump" sound made my nerves shake.
Subconsciously clutching the report paper, I started reading again column by column, trying to find a chance to make amends.
I just watched it a little too fast.
However, just as I was reading the basic information of the deceased, the phone was picked up again.
"I'm the person in charge, Li Zhenwei."
My father's voice came over in an orderly manner, "I heard that you have objections to the autopsy report we did."
Maybe it was heard in a different environment.
When I heard my father's voice at this time, I felt that he sounded more serious and solemn.
How to describe the feeling?
It was like encountering a stubborn teacher who refused to compromise during school days. Even though we had just started talking and hadn't said anything seriously, I could sense his rejection from his attitude.
I was somewhat frightened.
If it were someone else, I wouldn't care and would just say what I wanted to say.
But the person opposite me is my dad, and my first reaction was whether I was causing trouble for my dad.
The errors in the autopsy report not only questioned the credibility of the Forensic Identification Center, but also questioned my father's forensic skills and professional ethics. This was a serious blow to my father's career and reputation.
“…”
As time went by, I felt that the less I spoke, the more awkward it would become.
My father's voice came again, "What's the situation?"
Cursing myself inwardly - I dug a hole for myself - I opened my mouth and raised the doubts I mentioned earlier.
A brief introduction can be given here.
Anubis' judicial system is very clear-cut, and no links are allowed to cross each other.
For example, the police investigating the scene do not have forensic skills or basic physical evidence investigation skills. They are usually responsible for supervising the scene, conducting investigations based on the information provided by the forensic doctor, and arresting the murderer. And they don't need to learn any forensic techniques or knowledge themselves. Even if they do, their suggestions are generally not adopted.
Of course, after veteran police officers have been investigating cases for a long time, they have developed their own experience and judgment, and sometimes they can take over the case based on their own observations. However, they still need the forensic report to prove the correctness of their actions.
If the forensic report contradicts their actions and investigation, the police will usually be suspended or given a warning.
Due to this inconvenience and risk, the longer a police officer has been in the job, the more he or she will rely on the reports of the Forensic Identification Center to ensure the correctness of his or her actions and to partially exempt himself or herself from liability during case investigations.
"Captain Cui's remarks are well-documented and traceable in textbooks and papers."
My father continued to speak slowly, "We will use your report as a reference for the results of a second autopsy. However, if there is no change in the new report, I hope Captain Cui can respect our work."
This statement is absolutely flawless.
Once the body is taken away by the Anubis Forensic Identification Center, there will basically be no second opportunity for anyone other than a forensic doctor to examine it.
I can only make comments like this once.
This mechanism sounds like it would be easy for a unilateral error to cause the entire investigation to go wrong.
There is indeed such a risk, but it can ensure that departmental functions do not overlap and maximize the fairness and impartiality of the investigation. It is like a box that requires multiple keys to open, and each key will be given to a different person for safekeeping.
If one person makes a mistake, the box can no longer be opened.
But compared to not being able to open the box, it is obviously more dangerous to allow a person to freely control the switch of the box at will.
Coupled with the laws and regulations, the overall functionality is actually not that bad. For example, the bodies of the forensic department are only given citizen numbers, and their specific professional units will not be informed, so this can greatly reduce the possibility of forensic doctors abusing their power for personal gain and bending the law.
The above is what I learned in school.
The above is also what I experienced during my internship.
But now, I think, this is terrible.
Because the little screw may not know what it is doing.
But what about above that?
“…What if something goes wrong again?” I frowned and spoke.
My father's businesslike voice came over the phone, "Captain Cui, this is crossing the line. Maybe someone will talk to you about it when the time comes."
“…”
To be honest, the hardest thing for people is to follow the rules.
Things will become a mystery.
I scratched my head, still speechless.
It’s not because I really have no choice, it’s just because of the person on the other side. I also began to reflect on whether I didn’t see the situation clearly enough at the time. I was also drinking at the time, so it's possible that drinking affected my judgment.
I covered the microphone, tapped the table, and asked the nearest person for advice. "Do you think I look like a cynic?"
The young police officer blinked and his eyes wandered, "Do you want to hear the truth or something nice?"
I:"……"
After a moment of silence, I waved my hand and asked him to stay away from me.
I spoke into the microphone again: "I understand. I'm hanging up now."
"Okay." My dad agreed.
I was waiting for my dad to hang up when he gave Choi Shi a piece of advice. "You know better than me that there are eyes on you, Captain Choi. Don't make any mistakes. Don't make any unnecessary attempts."
After I hung up the phone, the "beeping" sound continued for about three or four seconds before I hung up.
“…”
It's not that I didn't move because I had no thoughts.
On the contrary, my brain exploded and it was beyond my imagination so I didn't move.
I obviously realized I had made a mistake.
The comics don't make it clear, but it's clear enough -
I took a wrong step.
As soon as this thought came to my mind, I received a text message from the director: "Fu Lin is interested in participating in the investigation. You go and pick up Fu Lin."
It is true.
The plot of the comic trailer focuses on He Qisi. And He Qisi is in the protagonist camp, so the plot will definitely connect He Qisi with Fu Lin, Shang Hexing and others. At the current pace, Fu Lin and the others will definitely think that Vita’s members are in the Forensic Identification Center, and maybe they can trace it back to my dad.
It seems that in order to apply this patch, "Li Zhi" has to go back to the Forensic Identification Center.
*
Cui Shi only has 78 hours left.
The breakfast was sloppy - only soy milk with egg, not hot or warm enough.
After drinking, we went to the agreed place to pick up Fu Lin and Shang Hexing.
The person in charge of driving is He Qisi.
He looked at me with a gloomy look, and without saying anything, he was secretly observing me through the rearview mirror. But I wasn't going to speak.
I have learned this morning that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make, so I won’t be stupid enough to make this mistake again on my own initiative.
The silence lasted for about 10 minutes, and He Qisi finally spoke: "What's wrong with you?"
I was just about to retort and start the sarcastic mode to let He Qisi know that I was not someone who was easy to deal with. But He Qisi hadn't finished speaking yet, instead he said, "You've been silent for so long, which is unlike you normally."
Do I have to speak now?
For a moment, I felt like a balloon with a hole in it. “Is it okay if I don’t have enough food?”
He Qisi was stunned for a moment, then said, "Why don't we just go buy it now?"
"..." I looked up at him, "You weren't that attentive yesterday, but today you seem like a completely different person."
I also said: "If someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief."
He Qisi's voice weakened, "...I am the same as usual, no difference."
You better be.
I simply got straight to the point. "Do you have something to ask of me? Or do you have something to ask me? You'd better tell me now, otherwise I won't be so polite next time."
After saying this, I couldn't help but complain in my heart.
Things were already a mess for me, and now I had to take care of He Qisi's thoughts.
He Qisi was silent for a while before he said, "I noticed that you were not in a good mood after you made the call. Did something happen?"
This is obviously caring about me.
Is that so?
Did I look out of sorts after the phone call?
I subconsciously wanted to touch my face.
Realizing that I had misunderstood him, I felt a little embarrassed, but I couldn't mention the phone call, so I asked, "How long have you and Miao Lunan known each other?"
"Why are you talking about him all of a sudden?"
"I see you guys are very close, so I'm just asking." I crossed my arms and asked, "Can't I ask?"
He Qisi didn't say whether he could tell or not. After a pause, he said, "He and I live in the same neighborhood. From elementary school to college now, we grew up together, and childhood friends can't be considered close. Living together doesn't necessarily mean that they have a good relationship, right?"
I know he was speaking sarcastically, but I felt there was something ironic in his words.
He Qisi asked again: "Then how did you become familiar with him?"
"The bartender and the customer," I said, "Maybe I gave him some tips? He was attracted by my financial resources."
He Qisi totally disagrees with such words.
He asked again: "Are you also familiar with Li Zhi?"
This was the second time he asked such a similar question. But it was obvious that he asked this because he didn't believe anything I said in the bar last night. Otherwise, he had developed Alzheimer's disease prematurely.
"Do you care about him?"
"I felt like he was a friend I met when I was a child, so I cared about him a lot."
As soon as he finished saying this, I noticed that this was a good opportunity to start a conversation. "From what I heard from you just now, I think your school should be quite fixed. But I heard that he often transferred schools, and even if you were friends, it didn't last long."
To be precise, have “we” known each other for more than half an hour?
I said, “What do you care about?”
He Qisi: “…”
This period of silence was because he felt that that period of history was actually quite shameful, so he was unwilling to talk about it; or he felt that it was not necessary to tell me about it.
I took the opportunity to ask, "If Li Zhi wasn't the person you met when you were a child, and you spent so much energy on him, wouldn't that be unfair to that real friend?"
Is that right?
Yes or no?
What should I do if I rely too much on a brief encounter in childhood and end up making a huge mistake?
We just came to a turn and He Qisi spent some time driving before he answered my question. I even thought for a moment that he was actually using this time to think about how to respond.
I am also helping him think of the answer.
Did He Qisi have no friends at that time? Li Zhi's words made him feel like he had his first friend in his life. After all, the qualifier “first” is something special.
Or maybe, He Qisi has been maintaining a pen pal relationship with "Li Zhi" over the years? But the truth is that after Miao Lunan knew He Qisi's thoughts, he secretly contacted He Qisi. Therefore, this is the important reason why He Qisi has such deep feelings for the child he only met once.
I'm still developing ideas.
He Qisi's words "I think Li Zhi's temperament is very similar to my father" interrupted my extra thoughts.
I:"……"
He Qisi: “…”
He Qisi: "What does your silence mean?"
Me: “I don’t understand, but I respect and tolerate.”
Having said that, I have another thought: "So what do you think I look like?"
With my personality, I must be his uncle at least, right?
He Qisi said without hesitation: "I think you look like a dog on the side of the road."
“…”
What dog?
I think I look like a cat!
Also, I thought he was nice to me before, but that was just an illusion, right?
This guy is not worth my consideration at all.
snort!
*
When I arrived at the destination, I saw from afar "Li Zhi" bringing me breakfast. There are three more people behind him - Shang Hexing, Fu Lin and Jerry.
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