Chapter 123 The Sin Revealed
Drip-drip-drip...
Drip-drip-drip......
The sound of instruments reached her ears, and Shen Zhenzhu slowly opened her eyes, hearing a jumble of noises around her.
She seemed to be moving very fast, and people in the cramped ambulance kept checking on her condition with the paramedics.
“Zheng… Brother…” Shen Zhenzhu’s hand was suddenly grasped by a large hand. Gu Yanzheng showed such an anxious expression in front of Shen Zhenzhu for the first time: “Hold on, you will be alright.”
The Cherokee was moving fast in the suburbs. Seeing the little motorcycle on its way back, she was thinking of honking her horn to say hello when she drove up, but she watched helplessly as a taxi drove straight into her from the opposite direction.
The Cherokee sped up and rushed over, but could only see the small motorcycle tumbling over.
The deflated helmet was thrown aside, and Shen Zhenzhu and Shen Yuyuan both fell unconscious.
The driver who caused the accident had a lot of blood on his forehead. He walked from the fire toward Chen Zhenzhu, but before he could get close, he fell to the ground by the roadside.
If the two college students who came to the rescue had arrived a moment later, they would probably have perished in the fire. Even so, they suffered burns.
"Taro Balls..." Shen Zhenzhu had several abrasions on her body, but no serious external injuries, which was something that terrified Gu Yanzheng.
Many car accident records show that victims who appeared to have no fatal injuries and were even able to get up and walk on their own were later found to have massive internal bleeding and were in life-threatening condition.
"Yu Yuan has a fractured left arm and is bleeding from an artery." Gu Yanzheng felt Shen Zhenzhu tighten her grip on his hand, and he quickly said, "Fortunately, she studied medicine and has first aid skills. Don't worry, she's in another ambulance and is more conscious than you."
Shen Zhenzhu's helmet was smashed, and she suddenly stood up, clutching her stomach, and dry heaved.
Gu Yanzheng picked up the plastic bag and took it.
Shen Zhenzhu gripped the plastic bag tightly and said uncomfortably, "Brother Zheng... I feel so dizzy and like to throw up."
"It's a concussion. If you hadn't been wearing a helmet, your head might have been smashed." The emergency doctor was still monitoring the data when he saw her sit up. He gently helped Chen Zhenzhu up and said, "You can't move yet. Lie down quickly. If you want to vomit, lie down and vomit."
Shen Zhenzhu: "......" Then I'll try to bear it.
The ambulance drove smoothly on the road, but Shen Zhenzhu felt like she was on a roller coaster. She felt nauseous at times and the world spun around her, almost causing her to fall.
Gu Yanzheng was heartbroken and told Shen Zhenzhu, "The perpetrator has been caught. He smelled of alcohol and may have been driving under the influence."
Shen Zhenzhu couldn't remember what happened at the time, only that she moved the little motorcycle more than half a meter away at the last critical moment. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she might have been a dead body under the motorcycle.
"Is my sister... really alright?" Shen Zhenzhu asked with difficulty.
"Don't worry, she's really fine," Gu Yanzheng said. "You've protected her and have first aid skills. But you haven't bled, so you should check on her carefully."
“I know martial arts, but she doesn’t.” Shen Zhenzhu opened her mouth with difficulty: “I… I’m a little thirsty.”
Gu Yanzheng's pupils contracted sharply, and there was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice: "You can't drink water, can you just bear with it?"
Feeling thirsty after a car accident is not a good sign; it may be due to severe internal bleeding. Drinking water could potentially lead to shock or even death.
Shen Zhenzhu closed her eyes in despair, feeling a slight pain in her arms and legs.
But... that stinky tofu stall near the school gate is so salty.
Shen Zhenzhu was in a daze and had no way of noticing Gu Yanzheng's ashen face and his slightly trembling hands.
The four teams of people who had finished get off work regrouped at the hospital. Shen Yuyuan, with her arm in a cast, sat on a wooden chair, her face full of worry.
The examination room door finally opened, and Shen Zhenzhu limped out, grinning sheepishly as she said, "I'm sorry to have worried everyone. It's just a bit of a concussion and abrasions."
Gu Yanzheng came out with a pale face and said, "It's a moderate concussion. You're experiencing memory loss, and the dizziness and headache will last for 24 hours or several weeks before improving. I've approved your sick leave for a week. We'll see how things go after that."
"The case is still—"
Gu Yanzheng said in an unyielding tone, "I'll take charge of the case. You can rest well starting today."
Shen Zhenzhu had no choice but to obey Gu Yanzheng's orders and obediently followed him to the ward to lie down.
Shen Liuhe, still wearing her apron, rushed to the hospital with Yuan Jiangxue, Yuan Juan, and Uncle Lu. When she saw her two daughters unharmed in the ward, she stopped and burst into tears.
Shen Zhenzhu staggered as she walked, and with Gu Yanzheng's help, she came to Shen Liuhe and said, "It's nothing, just a mild concussion, I'll be fine in 24 hours."
Gu Yanzheng pursed his lips behind her and didn't say anything.
"And you? How are you?" Shen Liuhe asked Shen Yuyuan, her voice choked with emotion.
Supported by Yuan Jiangxue, Shen Yuyuan also surrounded Shen Liuhe and said, "My left hand is in a cast, but my right hand is fine. I can still help you peel beans."
Yuan Jiangxue's face darkened, and with red eyes, she said, "You're not allowed to ride motorcycles anymore. Cars are like iron wrapped around flesh, while motorcycles are like flesh wrapped around iron. It's too unsafe."
"Hmm." Shen Zhenzhu understood that her little motorcycle was now a total loss.
She was slightly frustrated, but then she saw someone standing at the door. She looked over and felt a wave of dizziness.
Yuan Juan quickly came in and helped her sit down: "How are you? Are you still going to throw up?"
Chen Zhenzhu waved her hand, squinting uncomfortably, and asked, "Was there anyone else at the door over there just now?"
Yuan Juan turned around in surprise and said, "I was the only one here. I saw you two were chatting, so I didn't disturb you and Sixth Sister."
"Don't be so suspicious, go to bed and lie down quickly, don't move around," Shen Liuhe urged, her eyes full of heartache.
Shen Zhenzhu then closed her eyes to rest.
I wonder what happened to the person who caused the accident?
In her fragmented memory, it seemed that the taxi driver walked up to her to check on her condition, but she couldn't remember anything after that.
She actually drank alcohol? The atmosphere was too chaotic at the time, she really didn't care.
Upon learning that Shen Zhenzhu and Shen Yuyuan had been in a car accident, Liu Leqin and Zhou Qiushi rushed over from the mall, accompanied by Feng Dahuan and Qian Changda.
Ignoring the men, Liu Leqin went to the doctor's office herself and offered him two cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes, which the doctor absolutely refused to accept.
She inquired about her two daughters' problems in detail and breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that nothing serious had happened.
With Liu Leqin by her side, Shen Liuhe's emotions stabilized considerably. But when she heard they had been in a car accident together, her world collapsed.
Gu Yanzheng sat in the ward for a while to make sure Shen Zhenzhu was alright. After she finished her IV drip, he urged the four teams to leave the hospital together to give her time to rest.
With Yuan Jiangxue staying in the ward, a series of relatives and friends who came to visit her did not stay for long.
"Alright, Mom will stay with you. Get some sleep." Shen Liuhe sat between the two hospital beds, feeling both lingering fear and relief. She probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
Fortunately, Yuan Jiangxue was also able to stay with them at the hospital. The two old friends looked at each other in silence and sighed softly.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Liancheng lay in the stillness of deep sleep, and sin was revealed.
Mysterious vehicles arrived one after another at the Dingshan Boiler Factory, which was deserted during the day.
Wu Yue, who was guided here by an acquaintance for the first time, removed the black cloth covering his eyes.
He is a seasoned "human body enthusiast" who traveled a long distance from out of town because he knew of a newly established human body trading market in Liancheng, which was known among acquaintances as the "meat market".
The dim lighting and the various dismembered limbs preserved in formalin were an eye-opener for him. As a tourist city, it was too convenient to find an excuse to come and make a deal. He almost had to call the boss behind the scenes a genius.
According to the rules of the external network, the auctioneer, whose code name is "Crow," sells "fresh goods" at the very back of the "meat market."
"It's a corpse we just got. It's well-preserved and hasn't started to decompose much yet. You can take it back and do whatever you want with it." Xiao Jiu, the acquaintance who brought him here, led this rich second-generation heir toward the auction house with a sly look on his face, hoping to earn some commission.
A female corpse with a dislocated ear was preserved in a large vat of formalin, allowing buyers entering the "meat market" to gather around and estimate its value.
"What part do you want?" Xiao Jiu pinched her nose, looked around, and said in a muffled voice, "If you want them all, I can give you a discount."
Wu Yue exclaimed in astonishment, "What? It can be... it can be sold separately?"
Xiao Jiu lowered his voice: "Young Master, do you know how difficult it is to get a fresh body without anyone noticing? It's said that it was obtained right under the nose of the police."
Someone nearby leaned over to check the freshness of the woman's dislocated ear corpse and whispered to the others, "It's quite fresh, and it was handled well. In the end, the foreign medicine still works."
"Sudden death without pain, only massive bleeding, is already a good outcome. The only drawback is that the ears were damaged."
"These feet are really nice; they should fit in a lot of high heels, and they probably wouldn't be cheap."
"I do think the wrist curve is nice, but the fingers are a bit rough. Tsk, you really do get what you pay for."
"If I had the money, I would have bought the whole thing and not become a 'puzzle collector'."
"What's wrong with buying them in bulk? I just like beautiful feet; giving me a whole corpse would only be a burden..."
"What intimate voices." Wu Yue was overwhelmed by the chorus of discussions around him. He closed his eyes, held his breath, and opened his arms to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by his own kind. Tonight, he was no longer an outsider.
After several rounds of auctions, the price obtained for the crows was not ideal.
The expensive head was significantly discounted due to ear damage. Furthermore, even with careful suturing, the abdomen was marred by messy puncture wounds, making it utterly unsightly.
Only gold transactions were permitted at the scene, and Wu Yue excitedly participated, spending a huge sum of money to buy Liu Guangxia's head, which remained open in death.
"It would be great if there were more products."
Xiao Jiu received a huge commission and said happily, "This has been popular overseas for decades. I heard they have a kind of internet where you can get anything you want. It's just becoming popular here. Once the market is more abundant, things will be much easier. As long as you have money, what kind of fresh goods can't you buy?"
“That’s right.” Today, Wu Yue saw many like-minded people, which made him even more hopeful about the future development prospects of the “meat market”.
After the auction, "butchers" professionally cut up the crows, and the crows disappeared from the auction site.
"Boss, this time it was a customer from the mainland who bought the head. We need to find a way to get it out of the city." After the auction, Crow walked to the boss's office in a hidden passage.
"Understood." One of the bosses sat in a wheelchair in front of the one-way glass, admiring the "puzzle enthusiasts" coming and going.
Most of them are auction representatives from overseas. These are people who have little money but want to collect various body parts. They are afraid to come in person, so they pay a small intermediary fee to hire someone to auction them.
A small portion of them are overseas residents who travel overseas under the guise of tourism to participate in the monthly "meat market" auction.
When the crow saw that its boss looked unwell, it looked behind him.
The partner, Scarface, was sipping red wine when he sneered, "You haven't heard yet, have you? Some clueless fool tried to make quick money and actually injured Section Chief Shen."
The crow was taken aback: "What should we do then? We won't be able to get a good price at the meat market."
Recently, collecting Asian people has become popular abroad because Asians have delicate, flawless skin, mysterious black hair and eyes, and cute, smaller bone structure than Westerners.
"Are you an idiot too?" The shopkeeper in front of the glass was a disabled middle-aged man of mixed race. He scolded, "Chen Zhenzhu doesn't belong to the jigsaw puzzle players in the meat market. She should belong to collectors as their precious exhibits. There can be no flaws; she must be a flawless, fresh commodity."
The economic strength of jigsaw puzzle enthusiasts and collectors is vastly different, and collectors often collect entire corpses and invite like-minded people to exhibit and show them off at specific times.
The crow hurriedly said, "You're right. We're so lucky this time. She doesn't have any serious injuries. The scrapes will heal in a few days."
The mixed-race shop owner exclaimed, "Shen Zhenzhu's crime-solving wisdom and strength, as well as her innocent face, are similar to the angel Michael in that they possess powerful abilities to protect and punish. Why don't we call this exhibit 'Oriental Michael'?"
Scarface twirled the glass bead in his palm, admiring the rare emerald green light sealed within, and said in a low voice, "I think it's good. The 'Angela' from Southern Russia was seized before it could even be transported. We need to quickly find a replacement exhibit here, and we can't let the collectors down."
“I think it’s acceptable. The Liancheng Criminal Investigation Team has confiscated the precious ‘Angela,’ so they should compensate us with ‘Oriental Michael.’”
“Don’t forget, the bead warehouse in Shenshi was also wiped out. We’ve suffered heavy losses recently,” Scarface said in a deep voice. “It’s a pity there are too many people with black eyes. Such a large hunting ground is worthless.”
Thinking of the lost goods, the mixed-race man said fiercely, "Those hateful police officers will have to know how powerful we are. I am determined to get 'Oriental Michael'."
Scarface chuckled and asked the silent Crow, "Have you arranged for people around her?"
The crow greedily withdrew its gaze from his palm and said, "It was all arranged long ago. We can make our move once the collectors' prices are announced."
Setting their next collectible as the deputy captain of the Liancheng Major Crimes Unit ignited their excitement, their eyes blazing with fiery, almost frenzied passion.
As Crow listened to their discussion about how to obtain "Michael of the East," Scarface called out to him before he was about to leave: "Get rid of that rash fool. We must not let anyone leak this information."
The crow said, "Understood. Bosses, rest assured there are no problems with the taxi. The only issue is that a photograph was burned on the spot."
Scarface said, "Yes, be careful in everything you do. Do you still remember our mission?"
The crow said, "Yes, boss, our motto is 'to obtain the greatest profit with the least impact'."
“Go on, my good boy,” the mixed-race boss then said. “I also need to arrange for the goods to be sent out to sea.”
***
Shen Zhenzhu stayed in the hospital for three days and then rested at home for two more days before recovering.
Because of frequent dizziness and vomiting, and feeling ashamed, I don't invite anyone to visit my home except for the four teams. We can discuss the progress of the case.
"The treatment has improved, they're practically bringing the food to our mouths." Shen Zhenzhu ate a bite herself and then fed Shen Yuyuan a bite.
Shen Yuyuan lay on the bed with her arm in a sling, protesting, "My left arm is broken, not my right. I can eat by myself."
Shen Zhenzhu always felt that part of the reason Shen Yuyuan had a motorcycle accident was because she didn't have time to escape, causing her dear sister to suffer. She couldn't bear it and served her sister diligently and humbly.
Shen Yuyuan had told her countless times: "If you hadn't reacted quickly, we would have been caught red-handed. And Captain Gu also said that when he rushed over, he found you protecting me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been so badly injured. Don't feel guilty anymore."
“It’s my duty to protect you. I’ve protected so many people, why can’t I protect my own sister?” Shen Zhenzhu stuffed a piece of pork trotter into Shen Yuyuan’s mouth: “Eat it, you can’t cure your own illness by eating it.”
Ding-dong—
Ding-dong.
Shen Yuyuan was about to get down and open the door when Shen Zhenzhu stopped her, saying, "It should be Brother Zheng. He's coming to see me today."
"Don't come in from the living room, I want to be alone for a while." Shen Yuyuan silently took the braised pork trotter rice, and like a naughty child, she picked out the bok choy to eat.
Chen Zhenzhu didn't dare to run fast, but raced to the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"It's me." Gu Yanzheng stood outside the door carrying imported milk powder and nutritional supplements.
Chen Zhenzhu opened the door and said with a grin, "Is this a call to tell me to go back to work?"
"The doctor said that in addition to a moderate concussion and multiple abrasions, you are also overworked and need to rest at home for a few more days as much as possible."
Seeing that Shen Zhenzhu was about to object, he added, "Director Tu and Director Liu also said at the hospital that day that you should rest well and not worry about the case. The case won't get away with it."
"Oh." The main problem is that it's not interesting.
With his elders not home, Gu Yanzheng, who had come over many times before, decided to make do.
First, change your shoes and wash your hands. Then, make some hot milk for Chen Zhenzhu and sit down to heat up the leftovers from the refrigerator and eat them yourself.
After finishing her meal, she helped Chen Zhenzhu back to the sofa to watch a soap opera. She then washed the dishes, washed the fruit, and cut the fruit herself, going through the whole process with utmost care and attentiveness.
But that heartless brat doesn't care about others at all. She even yelled from the living room, "The fruit has to be dipped in salad dressing!"
"It's crowded." Gu Yanzheng placed various kinds of fruit on the coffee table, patiently waiting for Chen Zhenzhu to watch TV and eat slowly.
After they had almost finished eating, Gu Yanzheng slowly began to speak: "The accident liability has been determined, and the drunk driver is fully responsible. I heard that he lost a lot of money in the stock market, borrowed money from loan sharks, and was fired from the taxi company. That day, he secretly drove his old car to try to steal it to pay off the loan sharks, but he didn't expect to crash into you in his panic."
"How is he?" Shen Zhenzhu thought it through. She and Shen Yuyuan, both "flesh wrapped in iron," were fine, so he, "iron wrapped in flesh," must be fine too.
Besides, she clearly saw him stagger towards her that day... He was holding something in his hand, but she couldn't remember it.
He died on the day you were discharged from the hospital.
"Sigh... how could he be so badly injured?" Shen Zhenzhu fell silent.
"Internal bleeding... I'll handle the paperwork for you." Gu Yanzheng glanced at the time, then, seeing her touching her stomach, smiled and said, "Want to go out for some fresh air?"
Shen Zhenzhu had long harbored this intention; she had already been confined to her quarters by Shen Liuhe for many days.
With Gu Yanzheng by her side, Sixth Sister definitely wouldn't say anything to her.
Shen Zhenzhu arrived outside Shen Yuyuan's room and heard the phone ringing inside.
Gu Yanzheng said, "Why don't we go together? It's not convenient for her to go out because of her arm."
Shen Zhenzhu didn't know that Shen Yuyuan's broken arm was inconvenient since it wasn't a broken leg, but she still walked out of the house one after the other with Gu Yanzheng.
Liancheng, after the sweltering summer, already felt cool and refreshing.
Each rain brings a chill, and thick, billowing clouds drift by, leaving behind a layer of floating white gauze.
The ants built their nest into a tower and hurriedly carried insects and grains of rice home.
As early autumn approaches, golden hues begin to paint the treetops.
The scabs on Shen Zhenzhu's face had already fallen off, and her exceptional physical condition made her recovery ability astonishing.
"I haven't practiced boxing for several days, and I feel uncomfortable all over."
"Hmm, my skin is itchy."
Shen Zhenzhu glared at Gu Yanzheng, who had become even more lawless after the car accident.
Gu Yanzheng was happy to be glared at by her and enjoyed his afternoon walk.
The neighborhood is quiet, with the occasional young person walking their dog before the rain starts to fall.
Having somehow gotten wind of this, Gu Yanzheng decided to probe: "I heard someone wants to introduce you to someone. What do you think?"
Shen Zhenzhu bent down, picked up a foxtail grass, and swung it around for a bit. After swaying it for a couple of times, she felt dizzy. Gu Yanzheng took the foxtail grass away and casually wrapped it around rabbit ears.
"Dating still requires an emotional foundation, and I don't like blind dates." Chen Zhenzhu walked leisurely along the internal road of the community with her hands behind her back, and said, "Anyway, I'm not interested in that yet."
"Director Liu inquired about your personal life with me," Gu Yanzheng said, his words dripping with ambiguity. "That's why I was asking."
"Then don't let him introduce me to anyone, okay? Older people always like to set people up with." Shen Zhenzhu took Gu Yanzheng's ugly rabbit ears; if you didn't know what they were, you really wouldn't recognize them.
Even so, she still clutched it in her hand the whole way, chattering to her brother Zheng: "Liu Guangxia's case—"
"You'll know the progress when you get back." Gu Yanzheng kept this a secret, as saying more would require him to rack his brains and get stressed.
"Oh." Shen Zhenzhu was no longer angry about this.
"Is that stinky tofu stall near the school gate really that salty? The doctor was terrified." Gu Yanzheng was almost scared out of his wits by her. How could he suddenly faint after saying "I want to drink water"?
Of course, he wouldn't describe to Shen Zhenzhu how nervous he was, his face darkened the whole time, and how he kept making phone calls, wishing he could bring the most advanced medical facilities to Liancheng Hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, the doctor informed Shen Zhenzhu that she was in a coma due to a concussion, but there were no internal injuries. The reason she hadn't woken up was because she was still sleeping. She had been staying up late recently and was catching up on her sleep.
Gu Yanzheng's face can be described as colorful.
"It's super salty." Chen Zhenzhu swallowed and said, "Salty as it is, it's really delicious. I always buy soda when I go there, but I forgot that time because I was in a hurry."
Gu Yanzheng laughed and decided that when he got back, he would go around to the school gate and try the stinky tofu that had caused him so much harm.
"Does he have any relatives?" Shen Zhenzhu suddenly asked, mentioning the driver who caused the accident. This sudden disaster had changed her life, but it was nothing compared to the death of the person she had been with.
“He had an old mother and son, but they stopped associating with him a long time ago. Who wants to associate with a gambler?” Gu Yanzheng said casually. “He emptied their family’s savings long ago. His mother sold toys from a cart outside an elementary school, and his son was in that school. Knowing that he was dead, the old woman and the boy actually felt relieved.”
"So that's how it is." Chen Zhenzhu calmed down and counted the paving stones as she walked forward little by little.
Gu Yanzheng was two steps behind her. He had a nightmare the night of the car accident, in which Shen Zhenzhu could never stand up again.
Gradually, the distance between the two widened, and Gu Yanzheng wanted to see more of her walking figure from behind.
About ten meters from the entrance of the residential area, Gu Yanzheng clearly heard the sound of a camera shutter clicking.
Then she saw that Chen Zhenzhu paused slightly, almost imperceptibly for half a second, before continuing to walk forward as if nothing had happened.
Gu Yanzheng and she kept their distance, walking along the inner path, one in front and one behind.
Gu Yanzheng glanced around out of the corner of his eye; the sound he had just heard came from behind the fence of the residential complex. Outside, the streets were bustling with people, and once the green light came on, the sound of traffic drowned out all other noises.
Chen Zhenzhu continued her stroll past the gate, squatting down to tie her shoelaces before slowly getting up and pretending to struggle.
The security guard at the gate recognized Shen Zhenzhu and greeted her, "Section Chief Shen, I heard you were hit by a car, how are you?"
Chen Zhenzhu said with a weary expression, "I feel dizzy and have tinnitus. I can't remember many things. I need to rest."
"Then you should take good care of yourself," the security guard said. "If you have any mail, I'll deliver it to you directly."
"Thanks."
Gu Yanzheng walked to the door and called out to Shen Zhenzhu: "I'm going back now. I'll ask for a few more days off for you."
Fearing that her brother Zheng was telling the truth, Shen Zhenzhu's face turned pale as she said, "Thank you so much."
Gu Yanzheng acted as if he were a colleague visiting someone in the hospital, and quickly disappeared at the main entrance.
After seeing him off, Chen Zhenzhu went to the shop on the ground floor, lifted the plastic curtain and went inside to walk around in front of the shelves.
Two more people entered the store one after another: a mother pushing a stroller and an old man carrying a shopping basket.
Through the glass, Chen Zhenzhu felt like she was being watched again. She held her breath and continued picking out the potato chips in front of her, her whole body tense and slightly hunched, like a cheetah alert before a hunt.
"That's two yuan and seven jiao in total. Do you want some bubble gum? One jiao or one yuan, no change," the shop owner said.
"good."
The shop owner grabbed a handful of bubble gum from a plastic jar and let Chen Zhenzhu choose a flavor.
Shen Zhenzhu casually took three pieces, put them in a plastic bag, and lifted the curtain to go out—
Crack.
Gotcha!
Chen Zhenzhu's gaze and footsteps shifted instantly, and she threw off the plastic bag and rushed toward the railing behind the green plants!
But Gu Yanzheng was faster than her, vaulting over the railing and crashing down on the person taking the photos, knocking her to the ground!
He pressed his elbow against the back of the other man's neck, and quickly handcuffed him to the railing with his other hand: "Don't move!"
Shen Zhenzhu gave Gu Yanzheng a thumbs up: "Brother Zheng is awesome—oh—wait—uh..."
Chen Zhenzhu squatted on the ground, holding onto the curb with one hand, and dry heaved.
She was feeling dizzy and whimpering; the holiday was going to be extended again.
......
The person who took the photos was taken to the interrogation room of the Major Crimes Unit of the Criminal Investigation Team.
As the party involved, Shen Zhenzhu stood outside the interrogation room awaiting the interrogation results.
In the interrogation room, Gu Yanzheng slammed the photos on the table, his voice low but extremely authoritative: "Do you know why we brought you here? Tell me, what happened?"
"The government... I... I was just taking pictures for fun."
Gu Yanzheng said, "Just taking pictures for fun? You specifically asked the criminal investigation team to take these pictures? The camera model is quite advanced, what's your purpose?"
"No purpose, just filming for fun."
Gu Yanzheng sat down and asked again, "Name, age, home address."
"My name is Li Weiguo, I am 29 years old, and I live in Building 3, Liujia Market, Heping North Road."
Gu Yanzheng said calmly, "Sun Jian is 31 years old this year. He's registered in Shenyang and lives in the west 2-31 bungalows of Nanshanping Community. Is that right?"
The previously carefree photographer instantly broke out in a cold sweat; he couldn't believe the police had obtained his real information so quickly. They had clearly stated that a fake identity would be reliable.
Gu Yanzheng's eyes were filled with anger as he sneered, "You committed burglary in Shenyang three years ago. After being released last year, you disappeared for a while. If you don't honestly explain why you took the photos, once we find out, it will be a serious offense of secretly photographing state officials, which is a crime endangering national security, punishable by at least ten years in prison."
"No, no. I... I can't tell, I'll die if I do." Sun Jian's emotions crumbled after his true identity was revealed. His lips trembled as he stammered, "I... I—"
Gu Yanzheng said, "I know you're not the mastermind. You don't have the guts or the brains. Tell me, who instructed you to take these photos?"
With a sob in his voice, Sun Jian said, "I can't say. I'm really afraid of dying. Please don't ask."
Gu Yanzheng said sternly, "Your only choice now is to cooperate with the public security organs to solve the case. Since they have the ability to kill you, do you think you will be safe if you don't talk? I can just announce to the public that you have confessed everything."
Sun Jian hurriedly shouted, "No, this absolutely cannot be done!"
Wu Zhongguo stopped writing and cooperated, saying, "Do you see what's written on the wall? 'Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely.' Tell me quickly."
“It was introduced by someone I was in prison with. He said that inmates like us wouldn’t be able to find jobs after we got out, so we might as well make some quick money,” Sun Jian said. “As long as you take photos as required by your superiors, you can get paid.”
"How did your superiors contact you? By pager or landline?" Gu Yanzheng asked. "Did your superiors have a code name? What's their real name? What do they look like?!"
Sun Jian was terrified by his fierce appearance. He had heard from others in prison that the interrogation methods of the Major Crimes Unit differed from those of the regular criminal investigation team. He never expected that just the conversation would make him tremble all over.
“They gave me cash, and fifty yuan for each negative. I’ve never seen the real person,” Sun Jian stammered. “I swear I’m telling the truth.”
"How do you plan to deliver these photos to the other party? Where will you deliver them? What method will you use? What will be the code?"
Gu Yanzheng's barrage of questions left Sun Jian no time to think, so he had to answer quickly: "It's different every time. They'll slip a note under the door of my place to confirm the time, place, and method of the transaction. There's no code."
Gu Yanzheng asked the most crucial question, word by word: "Why did the superiors film her? Hiding even a little bit will only make the crime more serious!"
"I don't know." Sun Jian shrugged and said fearfully, "I really don't know anything else. I... I only know that I'm an amateur, and they have more professional people watching over Section Chief Shen."
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Author's Note: Section Chief Shen: I'm about to go all out, how exciting is that?
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Definitions:
Meat market: A place where corpses are sold, dismembered, and transported.
Butcher: Decomposer
Crows: People who auction off corpses
Puzzle buyer: People who buy body parts
Collectors: People who buy expensive, rare, and complete corpses
Dog: Tracking and taking photos to confirm the target's status.
Fresh goods: corpses that have died within the past week
That's easy to understand, huh? [Let me see]
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