My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

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"Who is from Lin's Bank?"

"Their chairman, Lin Anzhi."

Mo Bing was stunned. After regaining consciousness, he turned around and ran towards the stairs.

"Mo Bing!"

Just as Jiang Jiusheng took a step forward to chase after her, the lobby manager stopped her: "Young madam, there are people coming and going upstairs, so I don't want to crowd you. Please wait here while I go take a look."

If anything happened to the young lady, his ten heads would not be enough to compensate, but the Sixth Young Master had already told her, nothing else mattered, not even a hair of the young lady was missing.

The corridor was full of people, and it was so crowded that Jiang Jiusheng had some difficulty walking, so he had to stop and lean against the wall, trying to avoid the rushing crowd.

"Call the police?"

The manager replied: "I have already reported it."

Jiang Jiusheng hesitated slightly and asked again: "Is the person still alive?"

The manager nodded.

She breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that she was still alive. If she were to die, Mo Bing would probably die as well.

The manager added: "The ambulance has been called. Madam, please wait here while I go over first." Then, the manager called two security guards to come over and protect Jiang Jiusheng with the front desk before going upstairs.

The shooting occurred on the fourteenth floor.

When Mo Bing arrived, Ding Chunlei was pressing Lin Anzhi's head with a towel. The white towel was all red and full of blood. He was lying on the ground with his eyes open and motionless.

She stumbled over and called his name without daring to move him.

Lin Anzhi's originally empty and dilated pupils suddenly focused, revealing a pale face. He opened his mouth and said intermittently: "Mo... Bing..."

Two words, as if I tried my best.

Mo Bing knelt down and reached out to touch him, but stopped and said, "Stop talking." When he spoke, his voice trembled, "Stop talking."

"Don't--"

Her voice was choked and she was speechless.

Lin Anzhi stretched out his hand towards her, his fingertips were covered with blood and he was trembling violently. She held it, it was cold and without any warmth. She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She started whimpering and then burst into tears.

Her whole world collapsed at this moment...

Lin Anzhi's face was covered in blood, the towel holding the wound was soaked, the warm liquid rolled from behind his ears to his neck, and the collar of his white shirt was also dyed red.

He said, "No, cry." He held her hand and spoke each word with difficulty.

Mo Bing cried harder. He didn't know what to say, had no sense, and couldn't think. He just kept calling his name and crying.

He slowly raised his hand and wiped her tears with his bloody fingertips. There was blood in his eyes, and her shadow was bright red: "I won't die," he said one word after another, "Don't Cried……"

His eyelids slowly closed and his hands dropped.

Mo Bing cried: "An Zhi!"

Shi Jin arrived ten minutes after the accident. He came from Qin's Club. He came out in a hurry. He didn't hold an umbrella. His hair on his forehead was a little wet. He was walking in a hurry, with a layer of winter cold in his eyes.

"Shengsheng."

Jiang Jiusheng was stunned: "How did you—"

Shi Jin lowered his body and hugged her: "I can't let you go out anymore." He sighed as if he was still frightened.

When he heard that something happened in the hotel, his first thought was that someone else was going to kill his family Shengsheng. Even if he knew that Lin Anzhi was the one who was shot, his symptoms of persecution delusion were not relieved at all.

Jiang Jiusheng patted him on the back and comforted him: "I'm fine."

Shi Jin suppressed his emotions and said in a low voice, "If something happens, it will be too late."

After hugging him for a while, she withdrew from his arms: "I want to go see Mo Bing."

Shi Jin refused without thinking: "It's too messy and dangerous. Don't go anywhere. I'll take you home."

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "You go with me."

He lowered his voice: "Shengsheng."

She insisted: "I'm not worried."

He couldn't resist her anymore: "Okay, I'll take you there." He turned around and told the person in charge of the hotel, "Bring out surveillance, cooperate with the police, and investigate and clear the place as soon as possible."

"Yes, Sixth Young Master."

Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng to the fourteenth floor in the internal elevator.

People from the police station and the hospital arrived at about the same time. Lin Anzhi's condition might not be good. He was bleeding heavily and had already been sent to the ambulance. Shi Jin called the hospital to say hello and went directly to the operation. Mo Bing's whole body She was not in the right state, and in a daze, Jiang Jiusheng accompanied her to the hospital, while Shi Jin stayed behind to cooperate with the investigation.

The alarm was not lifted. The hotel immediately blocked the exit and checked the customers and staff in the hotel one by one, but found nothing.

"Lin Anzhi's secretary was the first to discover it. He said that the door was closed at the time." Jiang Kai said, "There were no signs of fighting in the room."

Huo Yining walked around the room.

"We still don't know the extent of Lin Anzhi's injuries. However, a bullet was found at the scene. It can be preliminarily inferred that the bullet grazed Lin Anzhi's brain." Jiang Kai walked to the bathroom door and pointed to the opposite wall, "Then It hit the bathroom door and bounced off the wall."

Huo Yining dipped his finger into the blood on the ground, it was still warm: "The model of the bullet."

"Type 51 7.62*25MM pistol bullet."

A very common firearm, this clue is difficult to trace.

Huo Yining put on gloves and went to the bathroom: "Have any fingerprints and footprints been collected?"

"In addition to Lin Anzhi's own, our forensic colleagues collected the fingerprints of three people on the door, but it is not yet certain whether the fingerprints were left by hotel staff." Jiang Kai looked at the notes in the notebook and added, "In addition, when Ding Chunlei came in, the window was open."

Huo Yining walked around the scene carefully and had an idea: "Jiang Kai, you and Zhengyi go and adjust the hotel surveillance."

"OK."

Huo Yining turned around: "Do you have any ideas?"

Shi Jin was leaning against the door, not entering the room, with his back to the light and no emotion in his eyes. "Your colleague's guess is wrong." He pointed to a place and said in a very calm tone, "The murderer should be standing in that position, facing towards A shot was fired at the bathroom door, which rebounded and scratched Lin Anzhi, and finally hit the opposite wall."

Huo Yining raised his eyelids: "So?"

"The other party doesn't want to kill anyone," Shi Jin paused for a moment, his eyes light and calm, with mixed emotions and anger, "But it was a self-defeating thing."

Don't want to kill anyone.

That's because it has other purposes.

When Shi Jin returned to Tianbei Hospital, it was already six o'clock. Lin Anzhi was still undergoing surgery. The corridor of the hospital was cold. Jiang Jiusheng was sitting on a chair, not wearing much. Shi Jin frowned and walked over.

"How is the hotel?"

"The police are already investigating." He held her hand, and it was indeed cold. He covered her hand for a while, "Why don't you go eat first?"

It was already six o'clock. She had not eaten for more than five hours. She had no appetite at noon and only ate a little.

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head.

Mo Bing sat on the other side, his mood was quite calm: "Shengsheng, I just need to watch over you. You are a pregnant woman and cannot be hungry. You and Shi Jin go to eat first."

At this time, the door of the operating room opened.

The chief surgeon was Director Zhao of the Brain Surgery Department. He came out wearing a mask and asked, "Who is the patient's family member?"

Mo Bing got up violently, his steps swaying: "I am."

Director Zhao said: "The current situation is basically stable, but the patient has injured his brain and needs to be observed for 72 hours. As long as he can regain consciousness, there should be no major problem."

Mo Bing breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the surgeon. Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Her legs were a little weak. She held on to the wall and calmed down. Her back and palms were covered in cold sweat, and then she felt the biting coldness.

Only then did Director Zhao notice that Shi Jin was there and said hello: "Doctor Shi."

Shi Jin nodded: "It's troublesome."

"The doctor is polite."

Afterwards, Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng away, and Lin Anzhi was transferred to the intensive care unit. Mo Bing stayed behind and stayed in the hospital with Lin Anzhi's secretary all night.

The next day, Jiang Jiusheng packed breakfast and soup and went to the hospital. Mo Bing was sitting on a chair outside the ward, looking absentminded and looking very haggard. He probably hadn't slept all night and had cried again. His eyes were very red and swollen.

She didn't have two bites of breakfast and she had no appetite.

Jiang Jiusheng advised: "Go and rest for a while."

"I'm fine." Mo Bing drank the soup in the bowl and said to Jiang Jiusheng, "Don't run to the hospital, you're still pregnant with the child."

Jiang Jiusheng answered the question calmly: "Just reassure me and I won't run away."

"Feel sorry."

She was very happy: "I forgive you."

Mo Bing smiled.

Jiang Jiusheng stopped teasing her: "Don't worry, he will wake up." She also added in a serious way, "If you believe me, my husband is a doctor."

Mo Bing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt much better after being teased like this by her.

Shi Jin was in the clinic today. Because it was raining, Jiang Jiusheng didn't rehearse, so he stayed in the hospital with Mo Bing, saying that he would go back with him when Shi Jin got off work.

"Shengsheng."

"Um."

Mo Bing stood in front of the ward without going in. She looked at the people in the window. After being stunned for a long time, she said, her voice a little weak: "I know I love him, but I just don't know that I love him so much."

The authorities are a fan.

At least Jiang Jiusheng always knew how much Mo Bing loved Lin Anzhi. She asked Mo Bing, "Do you still hate him?"

Mo Bing thought for a while and nodded: "I hate it. My dad's injury still hurts to this day. There is also my unborn child. I always dream about him. He is a little boy. I can't see his face clearly. I always dream about him." Hold my hand and call me mommy.”

As much love as there is hate.

She stood for a long time without going in. At nine o'clock, her father called.

"dad."

Qin's Hotel has been in the spotlight recently, and the media will report it at the slightest sign of trouble. Mo Bing's father learned about it from the news.

My father didn't get to the bottom of it and simply asked a few questions.

"In the hospital?"

"Well, in the hospital."

The father asked again: "How is An Zhi?"

An Zhi is named after An Zhi Ruosu. This name was given by his father. Mo Bing swallowed the sourness in his stomach and replied to his father calmly: "I'm not awake yet."

Over there, the father was silent.

After a while, he gently warned: "You must also take care of yourself and don't fall ill."

Mo Bingying: "I know."

"Then I'll give up." Father said again, "Your mother and I will go to Jiangbei to see you in two days."

you.

Also includes Lin Anzhi.

They haven't seen each other for more than a year. Because of Mo Bing, her father didn't even mention Lin Anzhi. He had been injured in the car accident for nearly half a year. He suffered a lot, but he never complained in front of her once. , even at home, Lin Anzhi's room and Lin Anzhi's things were all intact, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Bing didn't know what her father was thinking. Her father was a philosophy professor who spoke very little and never talked deeply with others, even family members.

Before hanging up the phone, Mo Bing shouted: "Dad."

"Um."

She was silent and said a little choked: "I'm sorry."

My father was smoking there, using matches, and the friction sound was transmitted into the receiver, along with his old but firm voice.

"Stupid or not, I'm your dad. How can I be sorry?"

Mo Bing squatted against the wall and listened to his father saying slowly: "I knew when you brought An Zhi home when you were fourteen. My daughter was going to be abducted by this child."

The father paused for a long time, and while smoking, he said: "I want to be nice to him, so that he can be nice to my daughter in the future. For more than ten years, I have raised him as my child, Mo Bing , as parents, you can never be cruel to your children. I can't make the decision for you and Anzhi. You have to think about it yourself. But Anzhi and our family can't be cut off once the household registration is moved out. , your mother made the cured fish he likes to eat a few days ago."

Mo Bing lowered his head, tears falling on the ground, and listened to his father, who always talked little, talk for a long time.

Jiangbei Municipal Bureau.

Zhao Tengfei is giving a deposition to Lin Anzhi's accompanying secretary Ding Chunlei.

"I have been busy with overseas investment projects these days. The partners are pressed for time, so Mr. Lin has stayed in the hotel for several nights."

Ding Chunlei thought for a while before continuing, trying to be as detailed as possible: "There was an overseas meeting at one o'clock, and representatives of the partners were blocked on the elevated road, so I ordered lunch for Mr. Lin first. I only went out for less than fifteen minutes, and when I came back, I saw him lying injured in the room." He added, "I knocked on the door once, but no one responded. I thought Mr. Lin was taking a lunch break."

Zhao Tengfei asked: "Has Lin Anzhi offended anyone recently?"

Ding Chunlei quickly shook his head: "Twenty-four hours a day, Mr. Lin works for 14 hours, and all he comes into contact with are bank customers. I have been with Mr. Lin for more than a year, and I have never seen him conflict with others. , they rarely speak." He thought, "If we really want to make enemies, the only ones are the Wen family."

When he mentioned the Wen family, he remembered another thing: "Mr. Xiao Wen came to see Mr. Lin before he was injured."

"Who is Xiao Wen always?"

"Miss Wen, nice is Wen Shi."

Zhao Tengfei highlighted Wen Shihao's name in his oral confession.

After the interrogation, Huo Yining came out of the listening room. Xiao Jiang said: "Captain, we have a new discovery." He turned the computer screen and pointed at it, "The hotel surveillance camera captured Wen Shihao entering Lin Anzhi's room, and , during this period, no other person appeared except her."

Huo Yining moved the video forward a little and watched it again: "Bring the person to the police station for questioning."

An hour later, Wen Shihao was sitting in the interrogation room of the police station, and Huo Yining interrogated him personally.

"What did you ask me to do?"

Her expression was very calm, without any panic.

Huo Yining turned the laptop towards her and pointed at the person in the video: "Is this you?"

She just glanced at him and said, "I didn't hurt anyone."

She dealt with it calmly, she must have understood the ins and outs.

Huo Yining was too lazy to talk in circles anymore and turned off the computer: "Our police did not say that you are the murderer. We just want you to explain why you were at the scene?" He tapped his hand on the table habitually and added, " There were your fingerprints at the scene and the surveillance camera captured it. You stayed in there for five minutes before you came out."

She did not deny it: "I went to talk to Lin Anzhi about something."

"whats the matter?"

"It's about the bank."

"Be specific."

Wen Shihao pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, and then said, "I want to go back to the board of directors. He is the chairman, so I need to get his permission."

Huo Yining speculated: "If Lin Anzhi doesn't agree, then you can't enter Lin's Bank?"

She nodded.

Huo Yining retracted his long legs and sat upright. He changed the topic and said with a bit of oppression: "That is to say, you have the motive of hurting others."

Wen Shihao sat upright and immediately denied: "I didn't hurt anyone."

Huo Yining didn't give her time to explain: "But no one has gone in except you. In the fifteen minutes from when Lin Anzhi entered the room to when he was shot, the surveillance camera only captured you."

Wen Shi was so embarrassed that she argued loudly: "It cannot be ruled out that someone hid in the room in advance. The window was open at the time. The murderer fired the gun and escaped through the window."

Indeed, the window is open.

Huo Yining looked seriously: "What else did you see?"

"I didn't see the murderer either. The door was open when I went in. Lin Anzhi was already injured and lying on the ground bleeding a lot." Wen Shihao lowered his head and lowered his eyes, "I was too panicked at the time, so I calmed down. A while."

Huo Yining lazily answered: "The result of your calmness is that you will die without saving anything?"

Wen Shihao raised his head, did not answer, and asked back: "In the law, which provision states that citizens must act bravely when facing justice?"

Huo Yining laughed at her question.

He asked this question too much. If Lin Anzhi was really dead, she would be the biggest beneficiary. How could she act bravely and not take advantage of others?

Wen Shi took it easy and continued: "I was so scared and panicked that I forgot to call the emergency number. And I was afraid that the police would suspect it was me, so I left the scene." After that, she raised her eyes and looked at Huo Yi Ning, "Don't break the law, Captain Huo."

She's so arrogant, I want to fucking lock her up.

"Whether it's illegal or not, we will investigate." Huo Yining stood up and pulled out his chair. "You are currently the only suspect in this case. Moreover, you are still on probation. Our police will detain you."

“Can I contact my attorney?”

"Can."

Coming out of the interrogation room, Huo Yining gave the order directly: "Jiang Kai, go to the hotel and check outside Lin Anzhi's window to see if there are any clues left."

"OK."

"Xiao Jiang, check all the surveillance cameras in each building and see if there are any abnormal situations where you can only go in but not go out, or you can only go out but not go in."

"OK."

Tianbei Hospital.

Twenty hours after the operation, Lin Anzhi still had not regained consciousness. It was still raining outside, the rain was light and more like mist, drifting endlessly. The temperature was very low, and the raindrops falling on the window condensed into ice. Blurred and unable to see.

Mo Bing opened the door to the ward and was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

Qin Mingzhu stood at the door. He didn't know if he had just arrived or if he had been there all along and was broken. He was a little embarrassed and lowered his head in annoyance. His hair was soaked in the rain and hung down listlessly, looking a little weak.

He said: "I heard what my sixth brother said, come and see you." He looked at Mo Bing, his eyes were very gentle, not like he was awake as usual, and he asked very carefully, "Are you okay?"

Mo Bing closed the door to the ward and stood by the wall, saying, "It's okay."

lie.

Her face didn't look good at all, and her eyes were swollen.

Qin Mingzhu swallowed her words and didn't know what to say. She stood there helplessly for a while, silent and uncomfortable, and then said, "Then I'll go back."

After saying that, he regretted it and pursed his lips regretfully.

Mo Bing said yes.

He grabbed his messy hair and turned around slowly. On such a cold day, he was wearing a thin sweater and no scarf. A section of his fair neck was exposed, and it was a little red from the cold.

Mo Bing stopped him and said, "Pearl."

Qin Mingzhu looked back, her eyes were like a pair of stars. After the laziness faded away, they were clean and clear. When she looked at people seriously, she was very focused and beautiful.

"I'll send you off," she said, "I'm afraid you'll get lost again."

Qin Mingzhu struggled for a moment, frowned, then relaxed, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Mo Bing took an umbrella and went downstairs with him. She walked in front and he followed behind, lowering his head and only occasionally looking up at her.

They were speechless all the way. When they arrived at the door of the hospital, Mo Bing asked, "Can you find a way back?"

Qin Mingzhu licked her lips and nodded.

She didn't ask any more and handed the umbrella over: "It might rain again later, so take the umbrella with you."

"Um."

He took the umbrella, put on the hood of his sweatshirt, walked out of the hospital gate, stood in the wind and rain, and looked back at her.

Mo Bing waved: "Goodbye then."

He watched for a while, held an umbrella and left.

It was very cold outside, and the rain and fog were blown everywhere by the wind. Mo Bing shivered and walked back. After taking a few steps, he was stopped.

"Mo Bing."

She looked back.

Qin Mingzhu ran back again, and the umbrella was carried crookedly on his shoulders. He stood on the roadside and shouted: "I wish you happiness."