I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

A loud 'bang' rang out.

The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and the flowing air, carrying the chill emanating from Nan Yannian, rushed into the ward.

Zhu Changbai licked his dry lips and breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"You little rascal, you've finally arrived."

"Sorry, I'm late."

Nan Yannian shifted his gaze from Old Master Nan to Nan Shu.

"Good to know. If you had come any later, I really wouldn't have been able to continue the act."

Zhu Changbai complained.

Two burly men in black suits emerged from behind Nan Yannian, each carrying a metal detector, and began scanning every corner of the ward.

When the machine scanned a decorative painting, it beeped an alarm. After removing the painting, a tiny camera, no bigger than a little finger, was found on the back.

See this.

Nan Yannian's face instantly darkened, and the expressions of Old Master Nan and Zhu Changbai were also unpleasant.

You should know that this is a sanatorium under the Nan family's name. Logically speaking, it should be the safest place, but such a thing appeared here.

"Find."

Nan Yannian spoke up.

"Yes."

The two men in suits responded and then carefully scanned the ward again to make sure nothing was missed before leaving, closing the door behind them.

The iron rod finally emerged from Nan Shu's sleeve to get some fresh air, its green vertical pupils gazing at Nan Shu with resentment.

It tried to get out, but Nan Shu kept pressing its head against hers, leaving a mark on its head!

"You're still glaring at me! Who told you to run around like that?"

Nan Shu poked its forehead with her fingertip.

Although she might not have noticed Zhang Ma's problem if it weren't for Tie Gun, the good outcome doesn't mean that Tie Gun's behavior deserves praise and encouragement. If this little guy doesn't learn his lesson, he might really be turned into spicy strips and eaten next time he runs around.

Iron Rod twisted its little head, but the tip of its tail hooked onto Nan Shu's finger.

Zhu Changbai watched Nan Shu interact with the little one and found it fascinating, but now was not the time for fun. "Little Shu, how did you know there was a 'traitor'?"

Even now, Zhu Changbai has no idea that Zhang Ma has a problem.

But the Nan family is large and powerful, so it's normal for them to be targeted. Zhu Changbai has experienced many ups and downs, so this is nothing compared to what he's going to see now.

After all, the matter was completely resolved without even seeing the enemy's face.

Nan Shu recounted how Tie Gun ran away and overheard Zhang Ma's phone call. During this time, under the tutelage of Tie Lianhua and the others, Tie Gun had already learned to speak. Although it might not fully understand the meaning behind Zhang Ma's words, it could still accurately repeat what she said.

"turn out to be…"

Zhu Changbai suddenly realized, then hissed softly, "It's Zhang Ma, no wonder."

Zhang Ma has worked at the Nan family's house for over thirty years, so she can be considered a veteran employee. Over the years, she has been meticulous in her work and attentive to detail.

Zhu Changbai wasn't too surprised by her betrayal. It was like a scam; even the deepest feelings can be shaken. If they didn't waver, it meant either they were very steadfast, or... they hadn't yet encountered any traps or temptations aimed at them.

Even Zhu Changbai couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't betray his country if his core interests were threatened.

Human nature is the most vulnerable to challenges.

"How many more people have been found in the sanatorium?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Nan remained silent for a long while before slowly asking.

"There are only five so far."

Nan Yannian said.

"Um…"

Grandpa Nan sighed deeply, a clear weariness showing on his face. He turned to Zhu Changbai and asked, "Can I be discharged now?" "Yes."

Zhu Changbai nodded in agreement.

He has already taken the old man's pulse, and the old man's wound is healing very well. A set of testing equipment has also been installed in the old house, and Zhu Changbai knows how to use the first aid measures. The nursing home is no longer safe, so it is better to go back to the old house to recuperate.

“I have already sent people to re-screen the people in the old house. It’s good for Grandpa to go back.”

Nan Yannian said.

Grandpa Nan gave a soft "hmm," and said, "Then let's go back. It'll save me from being remembered by people when I'm old and frail."

"it is good."

……

This day was destined to be anything but peaceful for the Nan family.

Nan Shu carried the iron rod and talked with Old Master Nan, listening to the sound of Xuezi hitting the roof tiles.

Listening to his and Zhu Changbai's analysis, he finally understood.

It turns out that the plan targeting Old Master Nan started when Zhu Changbai's son got into trouble abroad.

For the sake of his child, Zhu Changbai had no choice but to leave the Nan family and go abroad to handle trivial matters.

Zhang Ma was in charge of preparing the old man's medicinal meals.

Medicinal cuisine is a matter of personal preference; different people have different constitutions, so the ingredients will also be different. Recently, Zhang Ma secretly added some incompatible medicinal herbs to it, which not only affected the medicinal properties but also had the opposite effect.

This is why, during that period, Grandpa Nan often had trouble sleeping, but no problems could be found in the examination.

As for why they didn't just poison the old man to death, it's because the Nan family's old house is equipped with a robot that specifically detects and analyzes whether the food is poisonous. If Zhang Ma had poisoned the food, it would have been easier for her to be exposed.

But medicinal cuisine is a different story. It is inherently non-toxic and is an excellent tonic for people with a different constitution, but it is harmful to Mr. Nan.

This meant that it took nearly two months for Zhang Ma's plan to take effect.

As Nan Shu listened, she felt like she was watching a palace drama.

"That's right. Wherever there are people, there is intrigue and backstabbing. Young lady, you still need to hone your skills more."

Zhu Changbai smiled at Nan Shu and then changed the subject.

"Actually, this sounds complicated, but it's not that complicated. It's even much simpler than solving cases like you guys..."

Zhu Changbai looked at the sleeping Old Master Nan and waved to Nan Shu.

The two left quietly. Zhu Changbai, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, looked at the courtyard landscape covered in white and sighed as if moved by a sentiment:

"Look at ancient times, were those unsolved cases and difficult cases really due to insufficient evidence or a lack of suspects?"

"Some people fall from buildings without knowing why, and some people jump into lakes without knowing why. Although ancient coroners did not have our modern technology, they had so much experience. So-and-so, what was it, Song Dongpo or something, didn't he write a systematic autopsy report?"

"Uncle Zhu, it's Song Ci."

Nan Shu corrected.

"Oh, that's not important."

Zhu Changbai waved his hand, "They will definitely be able to find out whether she was pushed or fell on her own, and whether she was alive or dead before she fell, right?"

"Um…"

"Then why do you think it can still remain an unsolved case?"

Zhu Changbai asked her.

Nan Shu pursed her lips; of course she knew.

"I knew you wouldn't know. You're still young, so it's normal that you don't know. Anyway, there's a lot more to it than meets the eye."

Zhu Changbai wore a mysterious expression.

Nan Shu, whose mental age is already quite advanced: ... (End of Chapter)