Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 352 Doubts
The case was not complicated. Zhang Chuanxiang had explained the details before he even finished smoking a cigarette.

After listening to the story, Li Yancheng finally understood why the people from the Third Department wanted to ask him for help. This case was completely like a tiger trying to eat the sky but having nowhere else to start, a typical case of desperate people trying any possible means.

It is very clear that the problem definitely arises from within the Coordination Office.

But after ten days of covert and overt investigations, no problems have been found so far, not even on the dead guy. No obvious clues were found.

The entire coordination office has dozens of people. Since its establishment six years ago, it has transferred personnel from other departments to help every year according to work needs.

Let’s not look at the deceased Qin Ping, nor the personnel whose work relationship has been transferred to the Coordination Office. Just look at those temporary personnel who come and go every year. Over the past few years, there are hundreds of people in total.

A critical issue that the three departments need to face now is that they don’t know when the information was leaked.

The time cannot be determined from the two documents currently available, because the two factories were completed and put into use more than three years ago.

After it was completed and put into use, the data was archived and then it was discovered in Hong Kong that the data was being traded on the black market. It could have been leaked at any time during this period.

If other leaked information can be found, perhaps an approximate time can be calculated. However, in the current situation, with a time span of more than three years, it is not particularly easy to find out exactly when the information was lost.

"Chief Zhang, will the Hong Kong team continue to help collect the remaining information?"

"Second Division said they had given orders to try to help find it. They responded that it was not easy. If they could find it, they would have gotten it last time. They spent three hundred dollars on these two pieces of information.

But they will definitely try their best next time.”

Li Yancheng could imagine how distressed Jiang Hongjian, the current leader of the Hong Kong Island team, felt when he spent the three hundred dollars.

This deputy team leader was successfully promoted to a regular position after last year's National Day, while the former team leader Feng Xianrong was exposed during the arrest of the Chen family. After completing that mission, he had been staying underground for nearly half a year without seeing the light of day.

They returned to China only after the Hong Kong team had gone through the large-scale investigation in Hong Kong caused by their actions and all work was on track.

After reporting back to Beijing, he received the credit for his achievements and is now the director of the Yangcheng Social Affairs Bureau.

"How come the case you encountered today is more intimidating than ours? I just heard Director Duan talk about it on the phone, and I feel that the deceased..."

Li Yancheng raised his hand and pointed towards the forensic autopsy room: "Let's not talk about how he died. Anyway, my first feeling is that this person was most likely pushed out by the mastermind to attract attention."

"Snapped"

Hearing Li Yancheng say this, Zhang Chuanxiang clapped his hands heavily.

"Yes, we thought so too, but we investigated the deceased for ten days and found no clues.

We can only investigate the body. At the very least, we have to find the cause of death first, and then we can conduct an investigation based on that cause of death."

"You're right. Let's go. I'll go take a look. As I said before, don't have too many illusions. Autopsy is not my specialty."

"I see, Chief Li, I was just about to say this. Actually, I asked you to come here not only to let me see the body, but mainly to ask you to help me see if there is anything that the forensic doctor missed.

It’s not that I don’t trust them, I’m just afraid… well, I don’t know what to say.”

"I know what you mean. I will take it seriously."

Li Yancheng understood what Zhang Chuanxiang wanted to say. He raised his hand and patted his arm, then gestured and walked towards the forensic autopsy room together.

The forensic doctor on duty, Wan Changwei, who also performed the autopsy on Qin Ping's body, did not care that the third department had specially invited a doctor to look at the body and the autopsy reports, especially since the visitor was an old acquaintance.

He was also confused about the body and was anxious to find out the real cause of death, as well as his colleagues.

They studied the corpse for ten days, almost cutting it into pieces for further study, but still found nothing. If there was someone who could help them solve their puzzles, they would be more than happy.

Unfortunately, unprofessionalism is unprofessionalism. Li Yancheng couldn’t find any problems with the corpse and the autopsy report.

These forensic doctors from the Municipal Public Security Bureau have basically achieved the best that current technology can achieve.

But he was quite interested in the heart.

"Doctor Wan, what is that little red dot on the heart?"

Bending over and looking at the heart soaked in formalin, Li Yancheng pointed through the glass bottle and asked.

"We don't understand it either. It looks like a needle prick, only a shallow spot, less than a millimeter deep, but there is no wound on the body. We don't know where the red spot on the heart came from.

We studied it for a long time, but even if it was a needle prick, it couldn't be fatal, not to mention there were no wounds on the body."

"I saw in the autopsy report that there was no blood after the chest cavity was opened?"

"Yes, very clean." Wan Changwei nodded.

"Let me put it this way, Chief Li. According to the test results, the deceased was in very good health before his death, which is consistent with the physical condition of a man in his thirties, so his death should not be due to illness.

The only suspicious point at the moment is this red dot, but we really can’t figure out why it’s happening. We’ve tried many methods but can’t find the cause.”

"Are there any changes inside the heart?" Li Yancheng asked after thinking for a while.

"No, it's the same as normal."

call……

After exhaling lightly and looking deeply at the red dot, Li Yancheng stood up and took off his mask while walking towards the door of the autopsy room.

Because there is no exhaust system, the smell in this room is really bad. Fortunately, I haven't dissected a highly decomposed corpse recently, otherwise even the smell in the dry toilet would be better than here. Even wearing a double-layer cotton mask doesn't work.

Zhang Chuanxiang couldn't stand the unpleasant smell inside and didn't follow into the autopsy room. He stood outside the door waiting. When he saw the two people coming out one after another, he handed a cigarette to each of them.

Without having time to say anything to him, after lighting a cigarette, Li Yancheng looked at Wan Changwei and said.

"Doctor Wan, the problem should be with that red dot. I can't tell how it was formed, but it looks a bit like the spikes in acupuncture needles."

"But there are no pinholes on the body!"

"That's right, Doctor Wan. If he was really pricked by a needle, he couldn't have died immediately. The needle holes on his skin should have healed during this period."

"Chief Li, you mean that the heart might be infected and the deceased died of infective endocarditis?"

After hearing what Li Yancheng said, Wan Changwei frowned slightly and said, "But the deceased's heart does not have any disease."

"That's the problem. How about this, Doctor Wan? I will contact Director Du of the Internal Medicine Department of the Union Hospital tomorrow. You can take the things over and ask him to take a look. The only suspicious point now is the red dot. We can only make a fuss about it.

Such a strange thing, I believe those experts will be particularly interested in it."

Wan Changwei's eyes lit up immediately. Their forensic department had actually always wanted to find an expert to take a look, but it was not easy to make an appointment with those experts. They were so busy all day that they could hardly be seen.

"Chief Li, can you contact Director Du Xinian of the Internal Medicine Department of Union Hospital?"

"I can get in touch with him. If he's busy and not here, I'll contact the military headquarters. Is that OK too?"

"Yes, yes, that's great." Wan Changwei nodded hurriedly.

"Okay, Doctor Wan, wait for my call tomorrow."

"no problem"

Zhang Chuanxiang, who was standing by, heard the conversation between the two and a hint of excitement flashed across his face. He clenched his left hand, which was hanging by his side, imperceptibly.

He knew that his own people were the most reliable. Not only did they discover the problem as soon as they arrived, they also helped to contact the experts.

I think it won’t take long to find out the cause of death.

After chatting with Forensic Doctor Wan for a few more words, Li Yancheng and the other person said goodbye and left the forensic room.

"Thank you, Chief Li." The two of them walked towards the funeral home gate together, and Zhang Chuanxiang said excitedly.

"We are all family, why are you being polite to me?" Li Yancheng waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Chief Li, I heard that your special interrogation method has been improved from before. Previously, you couldn't stop once you started it, but now you can interrupt it after asking one or two questions, right?"

"That's right"

Li Yancheng knew what Zhang Chuanxiang was thinking when he asked this question, and explained: "Chief Zhang, I don't want to pour cold water on you, but I need to explain to you in advance that my special interrogation method has indeed improved a lot now, and I can stop after only asking for one or two seconds.

However, this does not mean that the person being questioned will not fall into a coma afterwards. He will still be in a coma, but the time will be shortened.

It used to take half a month to recover, but now if the time is short, for example, just one question and the answer is very brief, then it will basically take no more than ten hours to recover as normal.

But if you plan to ask the entire coordination office to ask everyone in that way, I have no problem with it, but do you think the leader will approve it?
Dozens of people were questioned. Even if they were divided into two or three groups, the leaders probably didn't have the courage to approve it. What's more, there were people who had already returned to their original units. Would they have to call all of them over?
"Mr. Zhang, you'd better not have this idea. At least you have to control the number of suspects within a relatively reasonable range, so that the leader will agree."

Zhang Chuanxiang pursed his lips. When he returned to the department to report today, their Deputy Director Duan said the same thing.

He didn't know at the moment that after their director asked the bureau leader to report to the headquarters, he communicated directly with the General Office, made a fake top-secret document, and used fishing methods to further narrow the scope of suspects.

The leaders all believed that there must be a lot of things outsiders wanted to know about the contents of that document.

The plan was good, but the only drawback was that the time was out of control. The reason they chose this fishing method this time was because of the news from the Hong Kong Island Group that the organization that obtained the information this time was an organization that made a living by selling various confidential information, and it was not specifically serving any country.

Anyone who wants to get the information from them can do so as long as they can pay a price that satisfies them.

……

Time was indeed a bit out of control. After taking the photo of the document, He Jianjun left a message requesting a meeting at a place as agreed in advance, but the other party did not contact him until the 17th.

At this time, three days had passed since he got the document.

After getting off work at noon on the 17th, according to the reply from the other party, He Jianjun came to the address left in the agreement. It was a restaurant not far from the unit.

Occasionally he would come to the restaurant to have a meal, so it didn't seem out of place for him to come here at noon today.

After arriving at the restaurant, he ordered a plate of twice-cooked pork and three taels of rice as usual, then sat at a table in the corner and began to eat slowly.

There were quite a few people coming to the restaurant to eat at noon. He Jianjun ate while observing the people coming in and out. However, he didn't know who the person who came to contact him was, so he could only look around aimlessly.

Soon, all the tables in the restaurant were full, and since he was the only one at the table, the waiter brought over a middle-aged man in a blue cotton coat and seated him at the table.

He Jianjun just glanced at the middle-aged man who looked to be nearly 50 years old and didn't pay much attention to him. He continued to eat his meal.

The middle-aged man ordered a bowl of mixed noodles. The noodles were served quickly by the waiter in a short while.

He Jianjun, who was almost finishing his meal at this time, began to get anxious when he saw that the person he was waiting for had not arrived yet, and kept looking towards the direction of the hotel gate.

Just then, the middle-aged man sitting opposite him eating suddenly spoke, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for him to hear.

"Eat in peace, what are you looking at? Are you worried that others don't know you are waiting for someone?"

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man opposite him, He Jianjun was slightly stunned, and suddenly he reacted. Just when he was about to say something, the man opposite him spoke again.

"Don't talk, eat your food, someone is watching you."

Surveillance? !
Before He Jianjun's expression changed, the voice of the person opposite him reached his ears again.

"Don't worry, you are not the only one being monitored. Many people in your unit are being monitored by the Social Affairs Bureau. Don't say anything or do anything now. Just continue eating as you were just now.

After dinner, you can leave the restaurant and go back to work normally, and I will find a suitable time to meet you. "

He stopped talking here. The middle-aged man had already finished the bowl of mixed noodles. He put down the bowl and burped with satisfaction. He picked up the noodle soup and gulped down a few big mouthfuls. Then he put down the bowl of soup, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his mouth, stood up and left the restaurant.

It only took twenty minutes from walking into the restaurant to finishing our meal and leaving.

At this time, He Jianjun had also finished his meal. He was not in a hurry to leave, but slowly lit a cigarette for himself, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then stood up and walked towards the hotel door, and soon disappeared at the door.

After walking out of the restaurant, he was blown by the cold wind outside and was shocked to find that he was covered in cold sweat.

I was scared.

Anyone who has something to hide would be scared if they heard that they were being monitored by the Social Affairs Bureau.

Fortunately, he was not the only one being monitored, otherwise all he could do now would be to run away.

He Jianjun understood that all he could do now was to keep everything as normal and not show any abnormality.

So, as usual, he walked slowly towards his workplace along the side of the road, smoking.

At this moment, he had forced himself to drive the fact that he was being monitored out of his mind. Instead of thinking about it, he diverted his attention to his colleague Qin Ping, who had died inexplicably in the office half a month ago.

He didn't know why Qin Ping died suddenly in the office, but he had a hunch that it was related to that organization.

He guessed that it was used by that organization to attract the attention of the Social Affairs Bureau.

To be honest, whenever he thought about the fact that Qin Ping's death might have been caused by him, he would feel a deep sense of regret in his heart.

Ugh……

He now only hopes to complete the transaction as soon as possible, so that his family can arrive in Hong Kong Island safely and smoothly, and live a carefree life from then on.

Can his idea be realized?

……

"Lao Cui, where is that man from?"

"Go west from the hotel street and turn right at the first intersection. The employee at the post office is called Wu Dahong, which means "big, big, and magnificent."

In a jeep diagonally opposite the Coordination Office gate, several people from the First Operations Team of the Third Division of the Social Affairs Bureau were discussing the tracking situation at noon.

A member of the action team named Lao Cui went to follow the middle-aged man who had just sat at the same table with He Jianjun in the restaurant. He just came back and was reporting to the captain what he had learned.

"They live in a bungalow in the yard behind the post office. There are five of them in the family: he, his wife and three children. The details are yet to be investigated."

As Lao Cui was talking, the team leader sitting in the passenger seat was taking notes in a notebook.

"I'll leave this job to you, Old Cui. Today is Saturday, and you need to find out all the information about this person by Monday the 19th."

"Yes"

"The key is to find out whether Wu Dahong and He Jianjun have any interactions in their daily work and daily life."

"clear"

"Remember, the three of you, that fake document was taken back by He Jianjun from the General Office. He was the first person to come into contact with him, and he had been in contact with him for quite a while. If you find anything wrong with him during surveillance, don't think about anything else and arrest him directly."

At this point, the captain of Team 1 looked at the notebook in his hand again. Looking at the record of the employee named Wu Dahong from the post office that Lao Cui had just reported, he felt a little uneasy for some reason. After a little thought, he said.

"Okay, Lao Cui, you don't have to worry about Wu Dahong. I'll take the others over and bring him back to the office. I'll ask Section Chief Li from the first office to help interrogate him right away."

This is the fastest identification speed.

In response to the leak from the Coordination Office, the Social Affairs Bureau submitted a fishing plan to the headquarters, which was supported and has been successfully implemented. Now the front-line investigators and action team members of the three departments are very clear about the plan.

In the past two days, we have been tracking those people who have had access to the files, and so far, we have not found any abnormalities.

After approving the plan, headquarters also approved the interrogation of all suspicious persons.

If interrogation is allowed, the most effective way is of course to ask Li Yancheng to come and help with the interrogation, and it has already been implemented.

The first group of people in the Coordination Office who enjoyed the special methods of interrogation were middle and senior management.

Of course, this was done with the approval of the headquarters leaders and after consulting the parties themselves, otherwise the Social Affairs Bureau would not dare to act so easily.

At the same time, in order to minimize the impact and keep it confidential, we chose to do it after get off work in the evening.

As a result, these people fell into a coma after the interrogation. After a night, by the next morning, depending on their physical condition, they had basically recovered.

The bad news is that the leaker is not among these people, but the good news is also this, which at least means that the system is not rotten from the root.

This news made the leaders of the General Office feel relieved. If anything went wrong among the middle or senior level officials in the Coordination Office, they would be held responsible.

This is bad news for the investigators and action team members on the front line of the three departments. It means that their next focus of work will be on those dozens of people, as well as the hundreds of people who were seconded to work in the past three years and have now returned to their original units.

In fact, Deputy Director Duan and Director Zhou of the Third Department applied to the bureau this morning, hoping that the bureau would approve the special interrogation of the dozen people who had come into contact with the fake document in the past three days.

But I don’t know why. It’s almost four o’clock in the afternoon and the bureau has not given us any feedback yet.

Of course, the bureau leaders have concerns.

Their concerns came from Li Yancheng.

Although many people now know about this special interrogation method, those who know about it are basically within a controllable range. Once large-scale interrogation is launched, it will inevitably spread.

It’s not that I’m worried about people with ulterior motives knowing about this. In fact, it’s better if they know about it, as it is a deterrent in itself.

Let those people be afraid.

It can deter more scoundrels, and make some people who have not yet started to betray their own people but are already unable to resist the temptation and have other ideas feel awe and want to retreat.

If many people know this special interrogation method, then according to the thinking of the Social Affairs Bureau leaders, not to mention making it public, at least they will try to let more outsiders know about it, intentionally or unintentionally.

But the problem now is that only Li Yancheng knows this method. Even if he teaches it personally, others cannot learn it. In this case, the leaders need to consider his personal safety more.

Not to mention that he is Mr. Luo's son-in-law.

"Ahem, comrades, I just want to say one thing." In the small meeting room of the bureau, all the bureau members, including Director Shen who was about to be transferred, were present.

Deputy Director Guan, who is in charge of the Security Department, cleared his throat with two dry coughs before speaking.

(End of this chapter)