when the moon whispers

case two baby

Thirteen Concealed

The damp and old concrete stone steps go down steeply and staggeringly, the stairs are narrow and short, and the old-fashioned mining lamps are hung with oily dust and oil, and the dim lighting seems to envelop the entire underground space in a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere. In the yellow mist.

An operating table is lying lonely in the center of the space facing the concrete stone steps. The shadowless lamp is twisted and hung on the side. The surgical instruments that have not been cleaned and sterilized in time are soaked in the pungent liquid, and the trash can marked with medical waste is tilted. On the ground, corroded food residues and coagulated blood stains stuck to the bottom of the barrel and the wall of the barrel, and flies and white maggots struggled to get out of the stains.

At the end of the maggots' escape, there are three rooms almost converted into cages. They are narrow and short, and the trash bucket stands still under the dirty and smelly single bed. There is a papered photo frame on the square table in the corner. Some people cherish the traces of dwelling in this small world.

A gloomy, damp and cold atmosphere permeated the ground.

Jiang Mo stared indifferently at Huang Xi who was silently resisting the pressure from the police with his legs crossed.She sighed repressedly, and dropped the photos of the basement in her hand heavily, making a crisp sound.

Huang Xi seemed to tremble slightly, but still leaned back on the back of the chair, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes with some makeup, licked his dry and stained lower lip, and adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally : "...This police officer, I have already said, what kind of basement, I don't even know."

Jiang Mo was not surprised by this kind of lucky suspect. The external manifestations of "a dead duck with a hard mouth" can be traced back to nothing more than two things. Either they are extremely simple and stupid and pretend to be crazy, or they are sure that the police's chain of evidence is not perfect, and Qing waits to see the tricks to confuse and cover up.

Huangxi Hospital works in a wealthy family, and obviously cannot be generalized with those "legally illiterates" who are prone to mischief.

Jiang Mo was not in a hurry to follow her to compare the truth of "not crying when you see the coffin".She scratched the extremely glaring red, swollen and bruised forehead, gave a painful and itchy "hiss", burst into laughter, put aside the photo, pushed the evidence bag in front of her slightly to the edge of the table, and tried her best to Approaching Huang Xi's direction: "Doctor Huang, do you really think that we invited you here in the name of assisting in the investigation, just for a cup of tea?"

Jiang Mo's kind smile was at the end of his eyes, and the moment he finished speaking, he stepped on the leg of the table in the interrogation room nailed to the ground, and a loud bang hit Huang Xi's ears who were trying to see the evidence clearly. To the side, blasting her arrogant expression into a mess.

"I went to the hospital to ask you about the situation of Yang Xiaoke and Yu Li before because of the case of abandoned babies... It was also a coincidence, Dr. Huang, I took my colleagues to the home of another suspect who was a surrogate|pregnancy|murderer for re-examination. On the way back, I accidentally found this basement in an abandoned clinic. The dwarf guarding the basement, Qi Zhuang, was probably worried that the evidence would be exposed. He jumped out halfway through the destruction of the evidence and wanted to fight to the death. Unfortunately, his skills were not as good as others. , but fell whole into my hands."

Jiang Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled lightly, "Our colleagues at the scene found this less than half-burned folder list in the brazier where the evidence was destroyed. It's a coincidence that Yang Xiaoke and Yu Li's name also appeared in this directory, and the records of both of them were signed by Dr. Huang. Judging from the handwriting...it doesn't seem like someone is pretending. After all, the two pregnant women had dealt with Dr. Huang before. I don’t know if you have any opinions on this? Especially——I see that the names of both of them have been crossed..."

Jiang Mo looked at Huang Xi's suddenly pale face, twisted the pen in his hand twice, and then the tip of the pen was half hanging above the evidence bag with the clip, and added fuel to the fire: "And, except for them Two, there are quite a few names that have been crossed out—let me take a look...there are Li Nan, Wu Zhaodi, Huang Xue—there are still a few who have no names and whose names have been scorched so that they cannot be read clearly. Only a few A one-inch photo. Hey, why are the attending doctors signed in the name of Dr. Huang? It seems that you have also consulted these few? This can be regarded as a windfall. There is no way to check your identity, if you are the attending physician, it is estimated that identification will be of great help..."

"But there's one thing I'm curious about." Jiang Mo paused for two seconds, then said softly, "Doctor Huang, this directory doesn't seem to be a regular hospital record—"

Huang Xi stared blankly for a long while, cold sweat rolled down his cheeks and hit the collar of his white shirt muddy.She swallowed unconsciously, interrupting Jiang Mo's yin and yang aura of adding firewood to the fire, and her voice seemed to be ground by gravel: "You said... burnt corpses? These pregnant women-could they... all die?"

"Dr. Huang, this can be regarded as 'walking|acupuncture'. This amount of outpatient clinics and surgeries violates the regulations quite seriously."

Jiang Mo didn't pick on Huang Xi's fault, he only raised his eyelids and gave her a light glance at the moment she mentioned the speculation of death, then he picked up the voice that was cut off just now, and said slowly: "Or... All pregnant women who have a registered permanent residence will make an appointment through formal channels to go to the central hospital to see Dr. Huang—or these doctors in private hospitals who have signed their names will do antenatal checkups until the final delivery, but pregnant women with doubtful identities will be here. The basement—” Jiang Mo clicked on the operating bed in the photo, “Here you will receive examinations and give birth—and then decide on the life and death of children and pregnant women according to the requirements of Qi Sanqiang and his group. They were disposed of on the spot, the mother was burned to death in the cellar, and the baby was buried on the mountain on the west slope of the scenic spot—”

Huang Xi panicked, his hands propped on the table trembled uncontrollably, unconsciously biting the dry dead skin on his lips, the tearing wound filled his lips and teeth with the smell of blood, " Qi Sanqiang... have you caught him?"

"Huang Xi! I'm asking you!"

Jiang Mo suddenly raised his voice, but there was not much anger or boredom on his face.She tapped on the table, and said slowly: "What you want to hide, is it that you went to the acupuncture point for surgery, or that you assisted Qi Sanqiang and his gang in killing people and throwing away their bodies—"

"I don't! I really don't have a police officer!" The little makeup left on Huang Xi's face was washed away by her cold sweat and tears. She struggled to stand up, and fell back on the seat again. Holding the table, she rushed towards Jiang Mo for help as if she was drowning, crying like a leak: "Surgery...to take care of those pregnant women...I was only threatened by Qi Sanqiang to help them with this |surrogate|surrogate|pregnancy| Gangs, check up girls who have no identity, or have physical disabilities who are sold, help deliver babies or perform laparotomy... Every time I see those girls, they are alive and well, I really don’t care about burnt corpses or murder. I know—even Yu Li, I don’t know where she went. She obviously made an appointment to go to the hospital to give birth, but it seems that the buyer who is looking for a surrogate doesn’t like baby girls, but the month is too old There is really no way, I suggest that she make plans after she is born..."

Huang Xi covered his face and sobbed a few times, then suddenly raised his head, trying to refute and argue: "I haven't been to the basement of that health center for more than a month. During this time, I was either in the hospital or at home. Colleagues and my husband can all testify—"

Jiang Mo ignored Huang Xi's hand that was almost stretched out in front of her for help, and the corner of his eye twitched when he heard her gradually screaming, and interrupted softly: "Where's Yang Xiaoke?"

Huang Xi was stunned on the spot, muttering a hesitant and embarrassing sound in his throat. After a while, he wanted to retort dryly: "Officer, I don't know what you mean..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the door of the interrogation room was knocked eagerly a few times.Jiang Mo first tilted his head and glanced at the sly-faced clerk, got up and put a crack in the door, before he could ask about the situation, Xiao Letian snatched him out, and after less than two minutes, he walked back and forth. When he came in, he sighed inexplicably, pulled out the monitoring screen of the hospital's underground parking lot, and threw it directly in front of Huang Xi.

"You should know the person who had a big fight with you in the garage, right?" Jiang Mo clicked the screenshot, "The license plate and portrait are quite clear, your husband, Zhao Xu."

Huang Xi bit the cracked lower lip fiercely again, and the blood was so wet that it almost dripped down.

"The monitoring time is shown on the screenshot. It was the day Yang Xiaoke came to see you for a consultation—it was also when you found out that Zhao Xu didn't listen to you and broke up with the surrogate Yang Xiaoke in time. The two of you had a big fight in the garage. the day of the fight."

Jiang Mo paused for a while, staring at Huang Xi's stiff and sudden expression, and said softly, "Do you know that he transferred another 50 to Qi Sanqiang?"

Huang Xi sniffled, and the tears mixed with mascara made her unable to open her eyes.

"...I know, he doesn't want me to continue to be threatened by Qi Sanqiang and transfer the hush money to him."

Jiang Mo frowned.

"Do you know what Qi Sanqiang who took the money said?"

Huang Xi was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected such a reason to have side effects, he shook his head slowly and heavily.

"Qi Sanqiang informed that the 50 yuan was due to Zhao Xu being pestered by Yang Xiaoke repeatedly. He hoped that Qi Sanqiang would help him get rid of Yang Xiaoke and let her stop interfering with his business in private. Go to the bar he invested in and make trouble."

"Let's start from the beginning—" Jiang Mo glanced at Huang Xi, who was almost no different from the five thunderbolts, raised his index finger, and knocked heavily on the table.

"Why have you been threatened by Qi Sanqiang, and have been implicated in this |surrogate||pregnant|nest| for so many years?"

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"Huang Xi had a medical accident a few years ago. At that time, she was not in a good condition because of the failure of several test-tube babies. She made a mistake during the cesarean section in the first operation after her rest, and the mother died of hemorrhage——At that time The parturient is a girl who lost her way in the surrogacy with Qi Sanqiang and his group earlier, just confirmed it, and the police station has registered her missing."

Jiang Mo held the bucket of instant noodles that had just been filled with hot water, shaking his legs with hunger, opened it after half a minute, held it with a plastic fork, and stuffed it into his mouth with a mouthful of half-soft noodles , choked so hot that he coughed, "cough cough... Later, the hospital judged that Huang Xi was at fault, and Qi Sanqiang took this opportunity to threaten Huang Xi. Then, about a year ago, I officially entrusted some matters related to maternity to Huang Xi: firstly, all pregnant women who needed serious medical treatment were handed over to Huang Xi; Even for girls who have been trafficked, Huang Xi will go to the basement of the health center to be responsible for the examination of pregnant women and production management. But they are actually quite cautious, and those who have direct contact with Huang Xi, except those who are resident in the small building of the health center Qi Zhuang is also Qi Sanqiang who is involved in money transactions... At present, it seems that she really doesn't know about Qi Sanqiang's gang killing people and throwing their bodies."

"Master, you have eaten the third bucket of sauerkraut in the old altar today. If you are not full, why don't you order steamed stuffed buns or something?"

Xiao Letian pushed open the glass door of the small meeting room with his hips pouted, and came in with two buckets of instant noodles. He handed one of the buckets to Gu Xing, who was leaning on the conference table with his legs crossed, and turned to chat with Jiang Mo: "It doesn't matter whether Doctor Huang knows about Qi Sanqiang's murder and arson, her husband Zhao Xu must be very good at it. And Yang Xiao is not a surrogate at all, she is Zhao Xu at that house The girl he met in the bar and nightclub where he had invested money, ran out to rub tenderly with the real wife if he didn't get along with the real wife, causing 'life'. The partner came up with such a project of |surrogate||pregnancy|. Who would have thought that Yang Xiao could |take||drug|drugs|, the child had a problem halfway, and Yang Xiaoke didn't want to let go of Zhao Xu, a cash cow, and He made a fuss in front of Huang Xi like a threat, and Zhao Xu became murderous."

Jiang Mo listened with his ears open, flipping through Zhao Xu's confession notes, while sucking on the instant noodles, he rolled his eyes and pondered for a while, then looked at Gu Xing suspiciously: "No, Master, when Zhao Xu paid money to buy murder, what should I do?" Judging by the forensic report, Yang Xiaoke is dead... Isn't this right?"

"Qi Sanqiang didn't even know how Yang Xiaoke died, it would be strange if he could meet him."

Gu Xing was happy to eat the kind of instant noodles that the old man could take a few sips without teeth. He opened the noodle bowl, looked at it and then covered it. To put it bluntly, he is just the watchdog of this den. If there is any problem, he will come forward and admit it to death, but he can't help but ask for details. The duck's mouth is hard, so it takes a while."

Jiang Mo bit his fork, remained silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked: "Master, do you think that the investigation of the surrogacy case went too smoothly?"