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Chapter 344 Number 015 - Urinary Tract Infection (6)

On September 17, 2002, I received a call from the client. The phone recording was 200209171642mp3.

"Hello, Miss Wu."

"Die...two more dead..."

"Are you talking about hospitalized tourists?"

"Yes... two more died...all blood... on the bed... suddenly it broke out like a bloody one...below... she...woooo..."

"Miss Wu, please calm down. Have you found anything on the body in the hospital?"

"I don't know... I don't know... it's so scary... She was lying on the bed, we were still talking, and encouraged each other... I told her that you were investigating, and then I was talking. I saw her turn off... She was crying, just crying... I continued, saying, "She cried, and she gradually disappeared... I thought she was fine, and I called her, but she didn't respond, so I stopped talking. Later... I smelled the smell of blood... that smell...huh...huh... I saw her bed... there were still sounds... little by little sounds... those blood...ah..."

"Miss Wu, please calm down, take a deep breath, follow my rhythm, take a deep breath, inhale and exhale, do you feel better?"

"Huh...huh...goo, better..."

"Have the doctor examined her body? Have you noticed that it was a trauma in the urethra, causing a lot of blood loss?"

"I don't know... the doctor doesn't tell us now... they... I can see that they are also very scared... they have no choice... She... I called the doctor, and the doctor lifted her quilt, and the lower part of her body was covered with blood... I don't know where it flowed out... Her face... Her eyes are still open, her face is so white... She is still open... I don't know... I don't know..."

"Ms. Wu, do you have doctors and nurses around you now? Your excitement is very unfavorable to your condition. If you can't control it, please ask the doctor to inject you with sedatives. Miss Wu?"

"I...I'm fine...gudu...huh...I'll be fine, I'll be calm, I know...I know to calm down...that voice, I'm calling for that voice."

"What did you find?"

"I felt something in my body... I felt... I heard her bleeding, probably the sound of bleeding, I felt... I felt something in my body... going down..."

"What's it? Where is it?"

"In the lower abdomen, the bladder, it should be there. I don't know what it is, but it... moved a little... and it moved, and the intestines were peristaltic. But it was the bladder... I've never been before. I'm not sure, it's my illusion. Maybe it was because I heard the sound of blood and I felt the urge to pee, and then... I'm not sure... is this useful? Is that thing?"

"Miss Wu, please don't worry. We have locked in the suspect and are looking for him. There will be a result in this matter. Please carefully feel your physical condition. If there is really something strange, take an video in the hospital to see if you can take pictures this time. However, please do not have surgery to open the abdominal cavity, and do not conduct internal examinations. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I, I know...just make a movie, don't do internal examinations, I know...if there is something inside..."

"Yes, so remember, don't do any direct examination inside the body."

"good……"

On September 17, 2002, I received a call from the client. The phone recording was 200209171924mp3.

"Hello, Miss Wu."

"Please come and pick me up! Come and pick me up in the hospital!"

"Miss Wu? Don't worry, let's go to the hospital now. Where are you now? What happened?"

"I took it! They took it! It was a bug... it was a bug!! It was so long... it was on my bladder... They were going to have surgery... They were going to take out the bug... The insect medicine was useless, they were going to have surgery... I ran away... I don't know... I don't know where..."

"You're still in the hospital, right?"

"Yes, in the hospital...the stairwell...I don't know which floor...ah, the fourth floor, on the fourth floor! Please, please come and save me... Come quickly...please..."

"Please don't worry. If you refuse surgery, the hospital will generally not force you to perform surgery. Please calm down."

"No... they are all crazy... Someone also photographed... He reached out to take it out, and then... so much blood... so much... ah... ah ah!"

"Miss Wu, what's wrong?"

"It's...blooding...I'm...blooding...ah...ha...I'mbled..."

Ruddy...thumping!

"I'm bleeding... there... ah... I saw..."

"Miss Wu? Miss Wu, calm down. Now look for a doctor immediately, and the bleeding must be stopped! Miss Wu? Wu Wenfang!"

"I saw...the bugs...out...it...out...out..."

Sand... rust... rust... dong!

On September 17, 2002, I rushed to the hospital and confirmed that the client died of excessive blood loss. No insects were found at the scene. The blood sample number of the site was extracted 01520020917. Attached: Three photos on site.

Photo number 015200209171: In the dark stairwell, a woman in a hospital gown slumped on the stairs, her limbs were wide open, her neck and head were tilted, her eyes were closed, and her face was pale. Her pants were taken off, and there were signs of tearing and cracking, and blood flowed out between her legs, flowing down like a waterfall, dyeing the steps below red.

Photo number 015200209172: Close-up of blood, there are no special traces in the dry blood.

Photo number 015200209173: Close-up of the urethra, the woman's urethra was covered with blood, but the tearing trauma that occurred from the inside was still visible, and the flesh flipped open, forming a relatively regular round wound.

On September 18, 2002, the blood sample number was analyzed 01520020917, and it was confirmed that there were unknown substances in the blood, and its components could not be identified for the time being.

On September 18, 2002, Zhuang Ming was found. Audio file 01520020918wav.

"Zhuang Ming, right?"

"Who are you?"

"Reporter. Can you interview you about the investigation of restaurant hygiene?"

"I have nothing to say."

"Then there is nothing to do."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"what you do?!"

Bang! Dong!

Bang!

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

"Private detective, do you know what you do? My client just died yesterday. Now, you should be honest and tell me what you put in the food and hand over the antidote, otherwise..."

"What's wrong with you? The police have investigated it, Zhuang Ming..."

"Fuck you! Don't blind you if you don't understand..."

"If you are surnamed Zhuang, don't go around in circles. I know you are not an ordinary person, nor am I. I can see the yin energy on you now. You have killed a lot of people recently?"

"Who are you? How could you..."

"To be honest, I can deal with you like this. I have made many evil spirits with such heavy yin energy. I can use some tricks to make you hit and die by a car when you go out. Do you believe it? That tour group, an hour ago, there were thirty-seven people alive. If you have the ability, you drag it until they all die. I will confine your ghost and let them play with you slowly until you are so scared. How about it?"

"No...you, you're not kidding, how could you..."

Bang!

"Hey, what did you put on Zhuang Ming's head?"
Chapter completed!
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