MTL - The Slag Gong wants to Kill me-Chapter 30

I plan to take a look at the current situation of bamboo horses.

Editing friend B helped me to get my hands on me and got me up from the bed. I stepped out on slippers. As soon as the door was opened, the pale light in the corridor entered the ward. The sharp incandescent light narrowed my eyes. I saw the bamboo horse and police officer D sitting in the corridor seat.

I went out slowly, B didn't follow me out. I glanced at Yu Guang, still standing in the dark space in the ward, like a silent peeper and a guard.

After adjusting to the environment, I looked intently at the bamboo horse. His black hair was dull, his eyes were empty, his eyes were dull like a dead fish, and a blood spot had just formed in the corner of his eyes. There was a transparent liquid in the corner of his mouth, which was probably drool. The liquid slid to his chin and was licked back by his tongue. He looked like a stray dog.

Police officer D around him seemed to think that the bamboo horse's behavior was too indecent, so he wiped the saliva on the bamboo horse's face with a tissue. At this time I noticed that Zhu Ma's hands were shackled.

I deliberately trembled with a husky voice and asked D: "Did my husband ... be killed by him?"

D hesitated for a long time, instead of answering yes or no, he said, "Our technician hacked your husband's computer, and we found that there were indecent photos of your husband and bamboo horse in that folder. And we found A month ago, one day after your husband disappeared, someone sent a bamboo horse parcel. The drug c in the parcel was used to treat myocardial infarction. "

"... What does this medicine have to do with my husband's death?" I asked.

"We suspect that he has bought this drug before. This drug c is not yet perfect, and it has a stimulating effect." Police Officer D said, "The date of your husband's death reported at the autopsy was around July 28. The cause of death It was too much blood loss. He seems to have a history of taking drug c. "

"Don't ..." I said with a trembling voice, "Bamboo has a relationship with my husband, and Zhuma has to ... kill him?"

"Preliminary analysis is probably like this," Officer D said, "but there is a bit of nowhere ... the room door is locked."