when the moon whispers

Chapter 420: Accomplice - Waste Paper (Part )

Six accomplices in the case
Seventy-five Waste Papers (Part 2)
"…Suburban Hospital."

Gao Ligang snorted, muttered to himself, picked up the file bag, squinted his eyes as he got older, flipped through it, waved his hand to brush off the thin layer of dust on the file bag, coughed twice, and put on his reading glasses.

"I later specifically asked about Huang Xingjun's matter... The portrait expert just said a few words to the leader because he was too nagging, which made you make such a fuss. Don't you feel ashamed of your soldiers? You are just thinking about finding faults to protect your own people and not letting Xiao Letian follow Jiang Mo to the suburban hospital for field work, right?"

"You also know that, ever since the development of the land of the Suburban Hospital, and the recent bidding and recommendation for the cooperation project in the city, Qin Zhaoping's face has been everywhere wherever the Suburban Hospital shows up..." Gu Xing raised his eyebrows and did not directly respond to the conversation. He turned around and sat down in front of the sofa, then let out a long sigh, scratched his hair, and slumped crookedly on the back of the sofa.

"Last time, I didn't let Letian'er go to the suburban hospital for field work. I guess he was thinking about it in his heart... This silly boy's character is fine, I'll leave this guarantee here, mainly because I'm afraid that he has a few tricks up his sleeve and doesn't guard against his family. I said it too clearly, and he's stubborn. It's all up to him to understand. Who can guarantee that he will blurt out some nonsense when he goes home-"

Gu Xing paused for a moment, then raised his arm as if swearing: "First of all, Lao Gao, I have no problem with Xiao Letian's brother-in-law. Now the main issue is this Liang Ji... He looks like a good person, but I don't know how many tricks he has hidden behind the scenes. First, he tried his best to pin all the unclear shit in Shengcheng International on his brother. Just as the Chengjiao Hospital was found to have forged the death certificate, he immediately cleared the hospital of all charges. The offender Ding Renyi just happened to die without any evidence, and other people in the hospital still don't know anything about his past. It's pure bullshit..."

"You keep nagging me. Do you think I don't know what you are up to? Tsk - don't kick my coffee table! Xiao Zheng will have to work hard to clean up a big muddy footprint." Gao Ligang snorted and chuckled, lowering his head slightly to glance at Gu Xing from the top of the mirror frame: "Are you still thinking about that Cheng Ye who died on the emergency operating table of the suburban hospital?"

"I'm not going to worry about him dying in a suburban hospital?" Gu Xing put away his long legs that had nowhere to go and leaned to the side with his knees crossed. "I haven't figured out the fake drug issue yet, and I'm letting him get away with it just by making a few false accounts? Then you'd better take back my title as the captain of the criminal investigation detachment as soon as possible."

"Get lost! Stop threatening me to quit when we are in need of people." Gao Ligang raised his eyebrows and glared at Gu Xing. He took a deep breath and relaxed his tone a little. "It was just a suspicion before. Now at least we have some evidence. But we haven't found out how deep the water is in the suburban hospital. It's not that easy to investigate Cheng Ye's death... You might as well put your ability to annoy people on the matter of forging a death certificate privately."

"I understand, Master. I promise not to break the law during the investigation. Even if you make a small mistake, I will never report you to anyone." Gu Xing sat up straight with his knees propped up, saluted Gao Ligang seriously, leaned back on the sofa for a few seconds, and then jumped up again: "Is Ding Renyi's forging of the death certificate a big problem?"

Gao Ligang gathered up the brown paper bag that almost contained the story of Ding Renyi's mediocre life, and asked, "Have you heard about the case where a crematorium in the suburbs took money to dispose of the body of a victim in a hit-and-run accident?"

"I've heard a rough idea. This case isn't that difficult to investigate, but it seems to be quite noisy. There's an accident department for hit-and-run, and there's a district police station for taking money to dispose of an accidental body. The chain of evidence is clear from top to bottom. Didn't the rich second-generation who killed someone by speeding cooperate with the police investigation after he was investigated?"

Gu Xing was talking when he saw Director Gao taking out a pile of files from the drawer. He raised his eyebrows in confusion and said, "Should we go through all the trouble to review the situation that the district bureau can handle? It shouldn't be necessary. Can't we just file it in court normally..." "After the suburban crematorium was sealed, the district bureau received a report from the public that they saw a fire in the small courtyard of the crematorium. They thought it was a fire and called the police. It turned out that someone had burned the account books of the crematorium and the registration of the use of the crematorium."

Gao Ligang did not beat around the bush and exposed this secret to Gu Xing. "Although the matter of collecting money to dispose of corpses can be handled as the personal behavior of the cremator, the matter of this small crematorium in the suburbs is not that simple. When the district police checked, they found that, excluding some records that had been burned, the records of formal handling in the crematorium with death certificates in the past six months did not match the number of times the crematorium was registered for use."

Gu Xing was startled. He leaned forward, picked up the file, weighed it twice, and quickly flipped through it. His brows gradually knitted together: "In other words, taking money for work is not an isolated case, but a daily business of this suburban crematorium."

"And I also took a rough look. Among the copies of the death certificates kept in the suburban crematorium, a considerable number of them were signed by Ding Renyi." Gao Ligang picked up the teacup and leaned back on the chair, frowning and looking at Gu Xing: "This case is obvious, right? How to investigate, I leave it to you."

"The second-generation rich guys who were racing are basically Liang Ming's cronies. Expose this suburban crematorium, which is most likely to have close ties with the suburban hospital, and the brothers will have a lot of room to fight against each other... This is a good opportunity to sow discord."

Gu Xing curled his lips, chewed the dry and curled dead skin on his lips, pondered for a while, then closed the file, raised his hand to catch the pen that Director Gao had thrown at him when he heard his rude words, and threw it back into the pen holder that Director Gao had just received as a gift from his children on Father's Day. He turned around, waved his hand, and walked out of the director's office. He stood at the elevator entrance for two minutes and lost his patience. He turned around and walked into the stairwell. He had just slid down two and a half floors when he bumped into Wen Chen, who was anxiously opening the hydraulic door.

Wen Chen took a half step back and nodded at Gu Xing: "Captain Gu."

"Looking for Lao Gao?" Gu Xing raised his head to glance at him, nodded and greeted him. Seeing that he was steady in his steps and didn't rush to squeeze through the threshold, he suddenly asked with concern: "...Did you talk to Jiang Mo? I think she was really mad about Dong Zhibo's matter."

"Go find the Economic Investigation Department upstairs." Wen Chen was obviously stunned. He pursed his lips and took a deep breath, feeling somewhat guilty: "She... even came to apologize to me. Originally, this matter was-"

"You have your responsibilities, she has her persistence. In the final analysis, it is not a contradiction. From the perspective of friends and colleagues, it is normal to have disputes. But..." Gu Xing raised his eyebrows to suppress Wen Chen's words, staring at his eyes that flashed with hesitation for a moment, and smashed the file in his hand against his shoulder.

"That's it for now."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
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