Chapter 179 Angel of Death: Serial Killer

Mu Mian asked, "Why did you light the brazier?"

Ye Yu wiped her tears and whispered, "Last night, grandma suddenly told me that she was cold all over. I went to tell my parents, but they ignored me. My uncle and my uncle didn't give them grandma's support on time this month, so they didn't want to take care of her anymore.

Grandma was really cold, she was shivering all over, so I found the brazier and charcoal in grandma's room. I burned the charcoal. I killed grandma. I clearly opened the window and put a bowl of water next to it. I don't know why I killed grandma..."

Ye Yu became more and more sad. She felt very guilty and scared. She didn't dare to tell her family, but she was tormented by her conscience, so she planned to surrender to the police.

It is better to be locked up in prison than to be judged by this group of family members.

She stretched out her hands to Fang Rui and Mu Mian, "Uncle police, please take me away. The teacher said that if you do something wrong, you need to be punished."

Fang Rui squatted down and comforted her, "Ye Yu, this is an accident, it's not your fault. You are a very filial child."

Ye Yu became even more sad, "Wuwuwu... I really didn't mean it, and I don't know why it happened. I just wanted to make grandma warmer. I should have given my own quilt to grandma, but I was afraid that my mother would scold me, and she didn't allow me to. "Be good to grandma..."

Mu Mian looked down at Ye Yu and said seriously, "Your grandma didn't die of carbon monoxide poisoning. She was seriously ill, so she felt cold in the hot summer. She died of illness."

Ye Yu's eyes were full of tears, sparkling, "Really? But uncle said that grandma died because of that brazier."

Mu Mian said, "I'm a forensic doctor, I'm very professional, and I never lie."

Ye Yu said, "Sister, you are so amazing, you are actually a forensic doctor."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"When I grow up, I want to be a doctor so that there will be no more paralyzed people in this world. Or I want to be a scientist and develop a robot that specializes in caring for patients, so that everyone will receive thoughtful care when they are old. I will also set functions for those robots. They will chat with grandma, tell stories, and sing grandma's favorite Huangmei Opera..."

As Ye Yu spoke, tears flowed down his face, "It would be great if I could grow up quickly, so that I can take care of grandma and make her happy every day."

"Your dream is great." Mu Mian complimented.

"But I'm not good at math. The nurse said that people who are not good at math can't be doctors or scientists."

Mu Mian said, "Math is very simple. You can learn it well if you study hard. Or you can work hard to make money and become rich. Let those doctors and scientists work for you, and they will fulfill your dreams."

Ye Yu looked at Mu Mian blankly, "Then how can you become rich?"

"I don't know. I don't want to make money, so I haven't studied how to become rich. But there is a shortcut. If you have a very rich father, after he dies, you can inherit his property and become rich." "

But my father is very poor."

"So you can't take shortcuts. You need to study hard or work hard to make money."

"Forensic sister, you are a very interesting person. Thank you for telling jokes to comfort me."

Mu Mian turned his head to look at Fang Rui, and asked with surprise in his eyes: I was not telling jokes just now, I was comforting her seriously.

Fang Rui smiled helplessly.

He said to Ye Yu: "You said that when your grandma died, the window was closed?"

"Yes, and the brazier was closer to grandma."

Fang Rui had a vicious but reasonable guess, it is very likely that Ye Yu's parents deliberately closed the window. In this way, they don't have to take care of the paralyzed old man. But there is no surveillance here, and there is no evidence to prove that they closed it on purpose.

He can't even be sure whether Ye Yu's words are true. When the deceased died, was the window open or closed?

The Ye family did not allow Mu Mian to take the body back. At Mu Mian's insistence, they agreed to let Mu Mian draw some blood from the deceased for testing.

Mu Mian also found a bag of medicine at the bedside of the deceased, which contained some medicines for lowering blood pressure and treating stomach problems. There

was a bottle of ibuprofen in the bag. Mu Mian opened the bottle and found a few pills in it, but they were not painkillers. Instead, they were replaced with some light green pills.

The bag of medicine was printed with "The Second Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University" and the hospital's logo.

Fang Rui saw a sign on the wall at the entrance of the Ye family, which read the assistance unit: The Second Affiliated Hospital of Jiangzhou University; Assistance Personnel: Zhang Yingying.

This village is a poor village. The city has introduced policies, and local hospitals have formed a helping relationship with these poor villages, regularly going to the countryside to deliver free medicine to these villagers or provide home consultations.

Fang Rui found Ye Jianmin and asked: "Do medical staff from the hospital come to my house frequently?"

"Not often. They come once a month or two, but they often call to ask about my mother's condition."

"Is her name Zhang Yingying?" "

There is a female doctor named Zhang, and a nurse. The nurse comes often, but always wears a mask. They don't like to talk to us, and they leave after a while every time." Ye Jianmin said.

The police finally classified this case as an accident caused by burning charcoal for heating.

Fang Rui and his friends were about to drive away when the funeral home car arrived at the entrance of the village.

With the whole family crying loudly, the staff carried the old woman's body onto the car. Her descendants knelt on the cold concrete floor, watching the car leave with tearful eyes. This may be their most filial moment.

Ye Yu did not cry, she watched her grandmother leave quietly. In a trance, she seemed to see her grandmother smiling at her.

Sitting in the car, Chen Xue sighed: "This old grandmother gave birth to seven children and raised them with great difficulty, but she had so many descendants, but there was no way for her to enjoy her old age."

"There is no filial son in front of a long-term sick bed!"

Everyone was silent. This old lady is just a microcosm of countless paralyzed elderly people. They not only suffer from illness, but also have to endure the quarrels and insults of their children and live without dignity.

Back at the bureau, Mu Mian took the old woman's blood for testing. The light green pills were also taken for toxicological analysis.

Lin Sen's investigation of the hospital has also made progress. He found that the mortality rate of patients in the neurology department of this hospital's inpatient department was 20% higher than the same period last year. Most of the patients in the neurology department are stroke patients.

Stroke has a high mortality rate. Most of the patients are elderly people with diabetes, high blood pressure, and high blood lipids. They are all high-risk groups. Even if they die suddenly, it will not cause much attention.

Lin Sen told Fang Rui and Mu Mian about this discovery.

Mu Mian said: "Could it be caused by the drop in temperature? The temperature in Jiangzhou this summer is 1.5 degrees Celsius lower than the average temperature of the same period last year. Temperature is also an important factor affecting people's blood pressure levels. When it is cold, there are more people suffering from stroke, because cold weather will cause blood vessels to constrict and blood pressure to rise. Similarly, the mortality rate of stroke patients will also increase."

"Their hospitalization rate has not increased."

Mu Mian said, "So, there is probably a psychopathic killer in that hospital who specializes in targeting elderly people with stroke." Mu Mian thought of Yang Yang and the person who died today, and added, "To be more precise, his target is those patients who are paralyzed in bed."

Lin Sen agreed, "He probably thinks his killing is a kind of relief for those patients."

Fang Rui said, "But just relying on data analysis, the hospital will not believe that there is a perverted killer among their medical staff, right?"

"He may have lost control. At that time, the hospital will have to admit that such a killer does exist."