The little nurse couldn't figure it out. This man had an unspeakable secret. He usually went to the anorectal department or urology department, so how could he come to the surgery department?

However, this burly, strong, and primitively attractive man would be a good candidate for surgery, and I would even be willing to take care of him.

But the nurse still didn't let her go directly to the director. After all, this was against the rules. If she went to the outpatient department without being hospitalized, or if she was admitted to the hospital, the director might not come to treat her personally.

However, Liu Jianfeng didn't care and asked the nurse: "How about this? Do you have the director's WeChat ID? I'll add you first, and then you push it to me. I'll explain the situation when you pass the add review. If she doesn't add it, forget it. I'm always

I'll go to the outpatient clinic honestly and don't make my trip in vain, do you think that's okay?"

Of course the nurse is willing to make this suggestion. The key is to add her first and then push her as a friend. Moreover, if there is an application to add her, the director does not have to add her and he will not blame himself.

The two happily became friends. Being a nurse is not easy either. The working system is three shifts, the life circle is small, and there are many singles.

"The fierce Little Red Riding Hood?" Liu Jianfeng said with a smile: "This is a good name. I will also change my online name to 'The Smiling Big Bad Wolf' soon."

This was the code, and the little nurse immediately blushed. If the pager hadn't rang, she would have already thought about where she and Liu Jianfeng would go for lunch.

The little nurse reluctantly went to the pharmacy. Liu Jianfeng smiled proudly and disappeared into the surgical ward area.

We didn't go far, just outside the B-ultrasound room on the first floor. Many people were sitting there anxiously waiting for the results. Some were happy and some were sad, because some were checking for fetuses and some were checking for tumors.

Liu Jianfeng was also sitting in the crowd, silently lowering his head and fiddling with his mobile phone. The aunt next to him felt contempt for this. Today's young people, while their wives are checking inside, the men only know how to play with their mobile phones outside. They are really heartless.

Liu Jianfeng added Director Chen Ying and sent a request for addition. There were only three words "Xue Jianwei", which was the name of the genius doctor who was killed twenty years ago.

The other party passed the friend review almost immediately and quickly replied: "Who are you?"

Liu Jianfeng smiled slightly and sent a smiling emoticon: "Don't get excited, Director Chen. Your quick response will expose a lot of problems."

"Who are you? What do you want to do?" the other party replied instantly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who Xue Jianwei is, you should be familiar with it, right?" Liu Jianfeng said: "The former genius surgeon, even the relevant departments were brave enough to allow him to take the exam of deputy director within five years.

It’s a pity that God is jealous of talents, no, it should be people who are jealous of talents!”

"What do you mean?" the other party asked.

Liu Jianfeng wrote: "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, even one male and one female. If two young talented doctors are in the same department, they will inevitably compete with each other. However, because of the special characteristics of women in surgery, they are naturally at a disadvantage.

It just so happened that the hospital was about to appoint a person to be the ward supervisor. This was an incredible personnel arrangement for doctors. After engaging in management work, the use of resources and the focus of work would be significantly different in the future, with the same identity and status.

A rising tide will lift all boats, and it can be said that the future is limitless.

It's a pity that there is only one person in charge, so the other person who is also a genius is bound to be stepped on forever.

If I were that genius, I would not be willing to do so. However, even if I am talented, I cannot change the innate disadvantage of gender. Seeing that things are irreversible, the proud self-esteem of a genius cannot give in. Even if I choose to sell my soul to the devil, I will not be able to change it.

You must work hard and fight for your own future and destiny, as well as your own talents and talents."

The other party fell silent and did not reply.

But Liu Jianfeng could imagine the other party's state of mind at this time, and could even see the old lady's nervous and panic expression at this time. To her, this passage was like a torture from hell, like the words of Xue Jianwei, who had been dead for more than 20 years.

Asked why he was killed?

Liu Jianfeng continued to write: "If a man suddenly asked me to go to an uninhabited alley near the morgue in the middle of the night, I would definitely not go back, but if a woman asked me to go and made the words more ambiguous, I would definitely not wait.

Run over, not to mention that the other party is a genius like me. Many people have already said that we are the golden boy and the beautiful girl. If we can really develop, it will be a good thing.

It's a pity that he didn't know that what he thought was an ambiguous journey was actually his journey to death."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense I will block you. No, call the police and say you are harassing me!" the other party finally replied.

Liu Jianfeng was slightly stunned and said: "Oh? So my analysis of this detail is wrong, but it doesn't matter, as long as the rest is correct.

Next, Xue Jianwei was invited to the small black alley where the morgue is located. That place is dark now. What's more, twenty years ago, it must have been hard to see, and the weak light of the flashlight was not enough to illuminate the way forward, so he

Stumbling around woke up the old man on duty in the hut.

The old man had the responsibility of guarding the morgue, and it was an inaccessible place, so when he heard the noise, he immediately got up and leaned through the window to check.

As a result, he saw a scene he would never forget.

A shadow wrapped in ghostly mist suddenly appeared in the alley. A vicious knife penetrated through the third rib and pierced the heart when it was lifted up. This was a very professional killing technique and of course very professional surgical knowledge.

A generation of geniuses died just like that, and even the old man didn't see that it was a murder. He only saw the black shadow flash and then disappear into the dead end, as if the evil spirit had returned to the body of a corpse in the balance.

Twenty years later, this is still a case of headless police, and the murderer is still at large.

At the same time, the fate of another genius was completely changed. She was naturally elected as the ward supervisor. From then on, she rose through the ranks and became an amazing female director of surgery. Am I right, Director Chen Ying?"

"You're talking nonsense!" the other party simply sent three words. If it was really nonsense, she wouldn't need to reply at all, she could just block her or even call the police. How could she deny it so simply?

Liu Jianfeng smiled confidently and said: "The reason why you so firmly accused me of talking nonsense is because you were full of confidence in the way you escaped at that time. In fact, it was just the worst magic show.

If we want to hide a leaf, the best way is to hide it in the woods. If we want to hide a stone, the best way is to put it in a pile of stones.

So, in a dark alley where you can't see your fingers, the best way to hide is to blend yourself with the darkness.

In this hospital full of white clothes, black inspiration will be stimulated.

A black and wide cloak covers the head, and the black hood is enough to completely hide a person in the darkness. When moving, the cloak is so strong that it feels like black mist is rolling. When he is not moving, he lies on the wall.

They are integrated and can easily complete an ambush.

This is this mysterious method of killing. As for how to escape, it is also very particular. First of all, the special environment of the morgue is used to create an atmosphere of monsters and ghosts. There is also an old-fashioned green trash can fixed to the ground under the wall. That

That's the key to real escape.

After the murder, he shook off his large black cloak again, put tape on the upper and lower corners and fixed it to the wall. At the same time, he wrapped himself and the trash can in it, quickly got into the trash can, and pulled up the cut open.

Open the floor of the trash can and lift the stone slab below, and a dark manhole mouth will be exposed. As long as you get into the manhole, cover the floor of the trash can again, and pull up the stone slab, you can escape easily.

The most important thing here is the trash can and the contents in the trash can. The trash can outside the morgue has a bloody stench. There may be blood-stained gauze, secretions of the deceased, or even broken limbs and internal organs. There are even rumors.

Said, there were dead babies thrown in that trash can.

In such a special environment, with specific utensils, bloody and disgusting filth, and a disgusting fishy stench, even the police investigating the murder case would not go in to check. At most, they would just use the utensils to pick and look.

Well, after all, police are human beings too.

The fact that the case has not been solved for twenty years is enough to illustrate this point. In addition, even if the police got in at that time, it didn't matter. At most, they would have thought that they had stepped on the floor of the trash can, because there was no common manhole cover in the manhole below.

Instead, it is covered with stone bricks and is integrated with the surrounding stone bricks. If it were not for the old man or the builder back then, he would never have discovered that there was a manhole underneath.

In this way, you used black to blend into the darkness to conduct an ambush, you used the special characteristics of the morgue to remind witnesses of ghosts and evil spirits, you used disgusting trash cans to prevent the police from thoroughly searching, and you used the disappearing manhole covers to escape smoothly.

I have to say, well done. What kind of hatred can set up such a murderous situation? Is this the competitive spirit of genius, and is it even willing to die together for this?

I'm not a genius and can't understand it. I only know that nothing in this world is truly perfect. After you escaped, you must have never been under the manhole again. Of course you didn't have to go, because you were already the ward supervisor at that time.

, he is the deputy chief physician and an angel in white that everyone respects. How could he get into the sewer again?

So I think the murderous knife you used to kill people must have been left in the well. It must still be stained with the dried and black blood of the deceased, as well as your remaining fingerprints, and maybe your majestic cloak and cloak.

In the darkness and panic, you were also injured, or left behind skin tissue, blood stains, hair, etc.

As a doctor, you should know that even after twenty years, with the current level of science and technology, as long as you find even a little hair in the well, you can prove that you are the murderer, not to mention the murderous knife and other items. Therefore, Director Chen,
Chapter completed!