Chapter 61 I Thought You Knew
There were not many people at the airport entrance in the early morning. The sudden chill of autumn wind made the people leaving seem a little depressed. What was even more depressed was not the people leaving, but the people who were seeing them off.
Huamei and Wang Zheng just stood outside the yellow line of the airport farewell party, watching the slightly hunched back gradually disappearing from their sight. No one was willing to speak, so they just watched him go up the escalator through the glass door, and then to the security check point where there was only a few people in line.
"I thought you knew it a long time ago." Huamei said. From the moment Gu Xia entered the boarding gate, her eyes had never left him.
"I thought I knew that too." Wang Zheng smiled bitterly. He was caught off guard by Huamei's call and rushed to the airport. He didn't even have the chance to say goodbye. He could only watch Gu Xia get on the escalator.
"He handed the task force over to me before he left." Huamei said calmly.
"This is a good thing." Wang Zheng nodded, as if it did not exceed his expectations. He was silent for a while before continuing: "You are an expert in psychology and understand our personalities better than we do. If you command the team members, the effect will be better than if we play freely. Professor Gu has thought it through carefully."
"Gao Feng went to Xinfang Village." Huamei seemed not to hear Wang Zheng's words and continued talking to herself.
Wang Zheng's face froze. After a long silence, he continued, "It looks like you have found new clues. His going there was expected."
"I don't understand. You told me before that we were facing them, and then you didn't let me tell anyone." Huamei looked a little unhappy, and continued: "But since then, you have been hiding, and you are not even willing to tell me any details, including what you are doing."
"I also want to solve the case." Wang Zheng said.
"You don't take the task force seriously at all." Huamei seemed to finally understand something. She looked at Wang Zheng with a complicated and unfamiliar look and said coldly, "I guessed wrong. I always thought you took the task force seriously, but in the end you don't care about the members of the task force at all. You don't even consider yourself a member of the task force!"
"You... are right." Wang Zheng looked at Huamei with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to argue, but suddenly his expression took a sharp turn for the worse, until he finally returned to his original calmness. He said softly, "It's just like what you said. I can't care so much. All I want is to simply solve the case. In order to solve the case, I don't have to consider myself a member of the task force."
"Why?" Huamei looked at Wang Zheng with a cold face and snorted, "You are not like this originally."
"You weren't like this originally." Wang Zheng looked at Huamei and said with a smile, "I remember that you joined the task force out of necessity, but why are you suddenly so concerned about it? This is not your style, Doctor Huamei."
"You can go now." At this moment, Huamei seemed to finally understand why Wang Zheng was so strange. After a long time, she finally mustered up the courage and stretched out her hand to Wang Zheng. "Since you are not part of the special task force, there is no need to carry that work badge with you."
"take it."
Wang Zheng smiled, as if he had no regrets, and took out the task force's work card from his pocket and put it in Huamei's hand, then turned around and left without looking back.
"Go to hell!" Huamei finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned around and cursed at Wang Zheng's back.
Wang Zheng did not respond to her, but stopped and waved his hand, as if to say goodbye. Ignoring the constant curses coming from behind him, he quickly walked to the parking lot, found a silver business car, and took the initiative to open the door.
The moment the door opened, harsh applause rang out in the car, but the person who made the sound was unexpected, it was Wu Rong.
"Detective Wang's acting skills are really admirable." Wu Rong looked at Wang Zheng and suddenly laughed. After actively closing the car door, he continued, "I didn't expect that you really didn't want the special task force anymore. This makes my junior sister so sad."
"I think you don't need to be hypocritical anymore. If you were really afraid that your junior sister would be heartbroken, you wouldn't have come to me three days ago, right?" Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows.
"That's right. This is a deal. It's normal for both of us to get what we want." Wu Rong didn't take Wang Zheng's attitude to heart. He smiled and picked up the pad beside the chair and handed it to him. He said, "This is what you wanted. It's a research case from several public universities abroad. I don't understand why you are so interested in skinning. The case you encountered has nothing to do with these."
"I really doubt whether you are specialized in criminal psychology?" Wang Zheng said without looking up as he flipped through the information on the pad: "The essence of crime is the same. In terms of methods, every criminal, even ordinary practitioners, tend to imitate and learn."
"Do you think they might have learned more advanced skinning techniques abroad?" Wu Rong took off his glasses and wiped them carefully while saying, "But I don't think so. I have some knowledge of the case you encountered this time. Judging from the condition of the deceased, it was nothing more than a crude farce of anesthesia."
"I guess so." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "Narcotics are controlled substances. Not everyone can get them. Besides, the anesthetics used by the murderer are imported. He would not have been able to get them without formal channels."
"The murderer is a surgeon with extensive surgical experience. He should have left the job in recent years. He is around 30 to 40 years old." Wu Rong said with a smile.
If an outsider heard the conversation between the two at this time, he would definitely be very surprised. No one would have thought that the difficult problem that had been surrounding the task force had been solved during the conversation between the two.
"Let me add something." Wang Zheng smiled and said, "The murderer should be around 40 years old. If it were my way of investigating the case, I would start with the recent turnover of doctors in the hospital. Those who have left the hospital in the past two months are all worthy targets for investigation. Even the loss of medical equipment can be used as a clue."
"Why can't it be a civilian? Someone who developed the skin peeling surgery independently based on his own abilities ?" Wu Rong asked.
Wang Zheng shook his head and said, "First of all, this view is not valid. Skin peeling is like plastic surgery. Highly skilled plastic surgeons are actually skilled surgeons. Because there are more capillaries under the human skin than you think, skin peeling should not harm the capillaries. That can be called art."
"You already have a complete profile of the murderer?" Wu Rong asked. He was also surprised at this time. Whether from his conversation with Wang Zheng or the other party's behavior, he did not seem like a person who had no idea how to solve the case.
"I guess so." Wang Zheng turned off the pad screen, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, saying, "The murderer is about 40 years old, about 178 to 180 cm tall. He used to be the chief surgeon of a public hospital, but he resigned because of a medical accident."
When Wu Rong heard this, his expression became even more surprised. At the same time, he quickly took out his mobile phone and edited a text message. Soon after his phone rang again, the moment he looked at the expression, even his hands began to tremble.
"It seems that I was right." Wang Zheng said with a smile. At this moment, he didn't even need to hear Wu Rong's answer, he already knew the result.
"You...already knew who the murderer was?" Wu Rong asked. He put away his phone while speaking, his expression still incredulous.
Wang Zheng nodded and said, "I guessed it, but it's just a profile of the murderer. It doesn't mean anything. For example, I don't know the murderer's identity, where he lives, or his relatives and friends."
"This just proves that you are still an ordinary person." Wu Rong seemed to be relieved and said with a smile: "Just yesterday, your companions found the first body dumping site. The people there don't seem to be very friendly, but one of your friends has already sneaked in."
"Not very friendly?" Wang Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Wu Rong. After a moment, he returned to his previous state, leaned back in his chair, and said with a smile: "You promised to meet all my conditions. This is your promise to me, isn't it?"
"I won't break my promise." Wu Rong said with a smile.
