bookbashuk Chapter 234 Going to the Police Station Again
Chapter 234 Going to the Police Station Again
Xu Damao's heart was very nervous, beating wildly in his chest.
He walked slowly towards the gate of the police station with heavy steps. With every inch he got closer, he felt more uneasy.
Finally, when he stepped through the door, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped him, and the air around him seemed to solidify, becoming extremely heavy.
At this moment, Xu Damao felt as if his feet were filled with lead. Every step forward required tremendous effort, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him.
He tried desperately to make himself look relaxed, so he used all his strength to force a smile on his face.
However, that forced smile not only failed to add any confidence to him, but instead looked uglier than crying. It was simply a failed mask that could not hide the fear and anxiety deep in his heart.
His eyes were wandering, flashing with a hint of panic that was difficult to conceal.
Although Xu Damao kept telling himself to stay calm, his slightly trembling fingers and his unnatural, slightly stuttering tone were like two ruthless traitors that completely exposed his true emotions without hesitation.
After taking a deep breath, Xu Damao pretended to be calm and looked around, looking for the policemen who had been to the hospital before.
After finally finding the target, he walked forward quickly, trying to make his voice sound steady, but his dry voice, as if repeatedly polished by sandpaper, still betrayed his extremely nervous mood: "Police comrade... that... Shazhu is awake, I came here specially to tell you."
Upon hearing the news, the busy police officers immediately stopped their work. They looked at each other and saw seriousness and importance in each other's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, everyone took quick action, organized various records related to the case in an orderly manner, and then prepared to leave for the hospital as quickly as possible.
They knew very well that Sha Zhu's awakening might bring new information to this bizarre case. Every second of delay might cause the truth to slip through their fingers like sand in their hands and drift further and further away.
The leading police officer, Officer Zhao, brought two police officers with him. They stood tall, with serious and focused faces, as if they were carrying an invisible majesty, like three unsheathed blades, cutting through the slightly oppressive silence of the hospital.
The ward was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, which lingered in the air like a ghost. It was so quiet that only the faint ticking sound of the instruments could be heard, like a countdown to death.
They came to Sha Zhu's bedside and first expressed their condolences to him with concern: "Comrade Sha Zhu, how do you feel now? Is there anything wrong with your body? You have suffered."
Officer Zhao's voice is low and gentle, like the warm sun in winter, and his eyes are full of sympathy and concern for the victims. That look seems to give people strength and let them see a glimmer of hope in the darkness.
Sha Zhu shook his head weakly without saying a word. His eyes were empty and lifeless, like a deep black hole that swallowed up all life and energy, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body by this sudden disaster, leaving only a zombie-like shell.
The police officers then said with a serious expression: "Shazhu, if this is really man-made, don't worry, we will investigate it thoroughly and will not let any suspicious person go. We will definitely give you justice."
The words were as firm and powerful as steel, echoing in the silent ward like a declaration of war against evil.
After hearing this, Sha Zhu's eyes flashed with a hint of bitterness, and that bitterness was like a cup of bitter coffee without sugar, which instantly spread on the tip of his tongue. However, he felt very depressed, and thought to himself: What good would it be even if the truth is revealed? I am still a eunuch and I don't even have any roots. The rest of my life is completely ruined.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only let out a helpless sigh.
That sigh was filled with endless despair and helplessness, as if it was the last cry of a person struggling in the abyss of darkness, echoing in the sky above the ward for a long time.
Officer Zhao leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice to a very low level: "Comrade He Yuzhu, we came here this time just to get a detailed account of what happened yesterday. Can you try to recall what happened? This is crucial for us to solve the case!"
Sha Zhu's originally dull eyes now looked even more empty and lifeless. He shook his head slowly and weakly, as if even such a simple action required a huge amount of energy.
"I... I really don't know anything! I just remember that I drank too much and my head was dizzy. I was dazed at the time, and suddenly I felt a heart-wrenching pain, and then my eyes went black, and then I couldn't see anything. When I opened my eyes again, I had become like this miserable state now."
His extremely weak voice was as light as the flame of a candle that could be extinguished at any time in the wind, and every word he uttered seemed to exhaust all his strength.
The comrade from the police station sitting nearby listened to Sha Zhu's statement with full concentration and quickly and meticulously wrote down every word he said.
After Sha Zhu finished speaking, the comrade raised his head, his eyes revealing a trace of concern, and comforted him: "We understand, Comrade Sha Zhu. For now, you should rest and recuperate, and don't worry too much."
However, how could Sha Zhu, who was full of suspicion and reluctance, put aside his worries so easily? He frowned tightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Then...then how far has your investigation progressed?"
Officer Zhao thought for a moment and replied, "We are currently trying our best to find the stray dog that bit you yesterday. Through investigations in the surrounding areas and clues from some witnesses, we found a large number of stray dogs near the courtyard, and it is said that someone is feeding them. We have arranged for someone to search the surrounding area, and are also investigating whether there are any suspicious people who have had frequent contact with stray dogs recently. Once there is new progress, we will notify you in a timely manner."
After hearing this, Sha Zhu frowned slightly: "Being fed by someone? Could it be that someone deliberately ordered the wild dogs to bite me? I feel that Xu Damao is very suspicious."
Officer Zhao looked serious. "We can't rule out this possibility, so we are also investigating your interpersonal relationships and those of other people in the yard to see if there are any conflicts that could lead to such a malicious incident. Shazhu, if you can remember anything related to this, even the slightest detail, please tell us at any time."
That solemn look was like dark clouds, foreshadowing an approaching storm, which made people shudder.
Sha Zhu nodded silently, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, like a little starlight in the darkness, faint but flickering tenaciously. He knew that he could only rely on the police to uncover the truth.
But when I thought that even if the truth came out, what I had lost could not be recovered, the glimmer of hope that had just ignited was drowned by endless despair.
His heart was like a barren desert. The occasional oasis of hope was instantly swallowed up by the desperate sandstorm, leaving only endless desolation and loneliness.
After the comrades from the police station left, the entire ward seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze and fell into deathly silence again.
The silence was like a pool of lifeless dead water, so calm that not even the slightest ripple appeared.
Beside the bed, the originally empty urine bag had been quietly filled up at some point. Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai stood up silently.
He stretched out his slightly trembling hands, carefully picked up the urine bag and the urinal beside him, and prepared to help Shazhu on the bed pour out the excrement.
Yi Zhonghai gently lifted a corner of the quilt, making every movement as light and slow as possible, for fear of causing any discomfort to Sha Zhu.
However, even with such caution, Sha Zhu could still feel that extremely subtle sense of involvement.
At this moment, Shazhu couldn't even complete the simplest physiological need like urinating.
He could only rely on a thin tube to drain urine out of his body, and then watch the yellow liquid flow slowly along the tube and finally gather into the transparent bag drop by drop.
Sha Zhu stared at the thin tube with empty and dull eyes, and his heart was already overwhelmed by endless sadness and despair. The lively and energetic self seemed to have gone away, leaving only this sickly and free body in front of him.
He remembered that he used to be strong and healthy. Although his life had its ups and downs, he was still a healthy man. But now he had to rely on such a cold tube and bag to solve physiological problems. The huge gap was almost unbearable for him.
His eyes gradually became moist with tears welling up in them, but he stubbornly refused to fall. Only a suppressed whimper came out of his throat. The whimper was filled with endless pain and unwillingness, which made people cry upon hearing it.
Yi Zhonghai felt bad when he saw Sha Zhu's look, so he could only comfort him softly: "Sha Zhu, don't take it too seriously, you still have to live slowly, there will always be a way."
But these words of comfort seemed so pale and powerless at this moment. Sha Zhu was still immersed in his own grief, unable to extricate himself. He seemed to be trapped in a vortex of darkness, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.
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