Chapter 93 Not Sick
Lin Xi saw Lu Wei again a week later.
She was put in solitary confinement for a week. The police officer who came to open the door was expressionless and said in a tone devoid of any emotion, "Number S-002, come out and see your lawyer."
Lin Xi thought that since Lu Wei was now a police officer, he probably couldn't help her as a lawyer.
But she also felt that Lu Wei might help her.
So when they saw the person who came, they felt both relieved and surprised.
Someone was already waiting in the lawyer's meeting room. Lin Xi looked up at the handsome figure in a white shirt.
Everything has returned to square one.
When Lu Wei punched her in the head, she never imagined that one day they would meet again in a detention center.
At this moment, Lin Xi was handcuffed, while Lu Wei held documents and prepared for his defense.
Lin Xi, holding the shackles on her left wrist with her right hand to relieve the pressure on her injured arm, slowly walked over and sat down in front of Lu Wei.
Before the verdict is reached, Lin Xi is merely a suspect and has the right to meet with a lawyer and is not subject to police wiretapping.
The impartial police officers treated Lin Xi equally—fairly and without any personal bias.
But they didn't look at Lu Wei with any strange eyes.
They used to be colleagues.
A highly capable colleague personally apprehended the "psychopathic killer" and then voluntarily left the public security system to return to his profession of defending murderers.
In the eyes of these police officers, Lu Wei's behavior was just as perplexing as Lin Xi's.
The folder that Lu Wei brought was completely blank.
He seemed a little awkward, his fingers interlaced.
Lin Xi sensed something from the blank folder: "The autopsy couldn't detect the virus?"
Lu Wei shook his head: "Forensic doctors are only responsible for examining the cause of death. Regardless of whether the nine victims were infected or zombies killed by you, the cause of death for all nine victims was determined to be fatal head injuries."
The infected person who was scratched may not have completely turned into a zombie and may still have human mobility and physiological functions, so it is not an exaggeration to judge it as a fatal head injury.
As for those who had already turned into zombies, Lin Xi was not a medical professional and did not know whether "they" were biologically considered dead.
However, the fact that zombies can move indicates that their nerves are still active, which is why they can send commands to their muscles to produce action, so they may not be considered "dead".
Moreover, the zombie was shot in the head by Lin Xi as soon as it appeared. Even though it "died," the time of the headshot by Lin Xi was too close to distinguish it from the zombie's death.
Lu Wei's face was grim: "The families of the nine victims and Hongwen Hospital have jointly filed a lawsuit against you for 'intentional homicide,' and since the incident occurred in the hospital, it also involves 'endangering public safety.'"
So... he's going to be sentenced to death.
Lin Xi wasn't a lawyer, but even someone who hadn't studied law knew that killing nine people meant he was facing the death penalty.
But Lin Xi didn't kill anyone. Clinging to a sliver of hope, she said, "If the test doesn't detect the zombie virus, does that prove I didn't kill intentionally?"
Lu Wei: "I have made this request to the relevant departments, but the family members are extremely agitated and refuse to have the body examined. This request is a pipe dream for people who have never seen a zombie, and it is very likely to be rejected."
"..." The string that Lin Xi had finally managed to tighten snapped again.
Lu Wei: "The existing simple medical blood tests cannot detect the virus. I have sent emails to well-known biologists and chemists requesting help, but I have not yet received a reply."
Such a request... is unlikely to get a response.
Putting aside the fact that these scientists are extremely busy, even if they knew about this request, who would believe that a biohazard crisis, something that only exists in movies, actually exists, and who would withstand the pressure of public opinion to help a "psychopathic killer"?
Lin Xi looked at Lu Wei.
He knew he couldn't help Lin Xi legally, so he pinned his hopes on finding out the virus to explain Lin Xi's actions.
At this point, it's very risky for anyone to side with Lin Xi. If they fail, Lin Xi will die, and Lu Wei will also suffer social death.
If it doesn't work...
Lu Wei glanced at his watch, as if he had something important to do.
Lin Xi closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "If there's really no other way, I'm prepared to reopen."
During her week in the detention center, she had nothing to do except participate in the center's activities. As an injured person, she couldn't participate in many activities, and during her sit-in, she had already considered all sorts of possibilities.
So what if I die? I've died so many times, what's one more time?
If it doesn't work this time, try again next time.
In any case, Lin Xi had no other way out but to either die or live.
When she came to her senses, Lu Wei was staring at her with a complicated look in his eyes.
That look was colder than when he looked at Lin Xi's zombies, yet it held a hint of pity.
The air was inexplicably quiet, and Lin Xi, affected by this mood, suddenly felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Lu Wei's exhaustion was hard to hide: "Don't rush to give up."
Lin Xi listened silently, wanting to argue but finding herself unable to do so.
When she saw the helplessness in Lu Wei's eyes turn into pain, she was even more unable to speak.
That expression seemed to be directed not only at her, but also at someone she had countless times who was being destroyed before her eyes.
Lu Wei is also a reborn person, unlike Lin Xi who has no family or friends.
The apocalypse not only took his life time and time again, but also caused his world to collapse again and again.
Lu Wei took a deep breath to calm himself down, and said somewhat helplessly, "Don't treat life with an indifferent attitude...it makes those who want to help you feel powerless."
Lin Xi thought to herself: I feel powerless too.
But she still didn't say it.
After an unknown period of silence, Lu Wei composed himself, his eyes regaining their calm and collected demeanor: "Before we wait for news from the biology department, there are still some things to do."
Lin Xi: "Anything else?"
"To provide materials for my defense."
Just then, the door to the meeting room opened, and a police officer stood in the doorway with a white coat.
"Hello, I am a doctor from Nanhua Municipal Mental Hospital."
Lin Xi: "..."
She was truly speechless.
Lu had prepared for the worst. If the virus was not detected, the trial would begin. His only possible defense strategy was to check whether Lin Xi had any mental health issues. If there was medical evidence that Lin Xi had a mental illness, the sentencing of mentally ill prisoners would be different from that of ordinary people.
But with little hope, Lin Xi didn't think she was sick.
Lu Wei, however, felt that she might be sick.
Next, DaBai conducted a series of tests and questionnaires on Lin Xi, and the final conclusion was:
"Medical test results showed everything was normal. The questionnaire survey concluded that there was mild paranoia and post-traumatic stress disorder, but the symptoms were mild and usually manifested in emotions. The patient was fully capable of working and living a normal life."
Upon hearing the result, Lin Xi had a very abstract thought for a moment:
That's great, you're not sick.
But the death penalty.
Lu Wei had his back to her, lost in thought.
Da Bai adjusted his glasses and looked at Lin Xi, saying, "Your psychological test results are very contradictory to your behavior at Hongwen Hospital."
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"Based on your questionnaire results, your extreme behavior tends to be self-destructive. In extreme situations, you may choose suicide rather than revenge against society."
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