Chapter 115 Tumi 06
Just as he was saying this, the car stopped at the gate of the detention center.
Luo Siwei and Huo Cunsheng got out of the car. Huo Cunsheng looked around and didn't quite recognize the door.
Luo Siwei asked, "Old Huo, don't you come here often?"
Huo Cunsheng said, "Yes, I used to work in the anti-theft department, and I was always sending people to detention. They were all my buddies over there. After coming to the Municipal Bureau, sending people to detention became Deputy Captain Guo's job. This is my first time here."
Luo Siwei said, "Then it seems I was right to bring you here. If you familiarize yourself with the procedures, it will be easier for you to do things in the future."
The two walked all the way into the detention center.
Luo Siwei deliberately wanted to train the troops, so he handed the registration form to Huo Cunsheng and asked him to fill it out.
The junior officer on duty today happened to be Zheng Lin. Luo Siwei stood across from him and waved, "Hello, Officer Zheng."
Zheng Lin had met her once before and still remembered her: "You came here with Prison Doctor Lin last time...Captain Luo."
Luo Siwei nodded.
They cannot play with mobile phones or read books during the day.
Zheng Lin was sipping tea from a large cup, looking incredibly bored. Finally finding someone to talk to, he struck up a conversation with her: "Why are you from the Municipal Bureau here today? Are you here to pick someone up?"
Luo Siwei said, "Here to investigate a suspect." Then she casually added, "I haven't been here recently, and I haven't seen Prison Doctor Lin for a while."
Zheng Lin took a leisurely sip of tea and said, "Oh, Xiao Lin, he's resigned. He said he's transferring back to the Third Hospital and has already completed the paperwork."
Luo Siwei hadn't heard from Lin Shuangting in a while, so hearing this suddenly came as a surprise. She asked, "When was Prison Doctor Lin transferred?"
Zheng Lin calculated the days and said, "Just last week? I thought he told you."
Luo Siwei shook his head: "No, I just heard the news too."
Zheng Lin said, "Prison Doctor Lin got along very well with us. Before he left, he even gave us gifts and sent us some local specialties from his hometown. I'm a little reluctant to see him go."
Luo Siwei thought for a moment and said, "He told me that the work here is leisurely."
Zheng Lin said, "That must mean his family is well-off. Being a prison doctor in a detention center isn't very lucrative. It takes years for a medical student to graduate, so not many are willing to be prison doctors."
Luo Siwei knew that many doctors did not like to stay here, thinking that it was not a serious place. Even if they were assigned by the hospital, they had to rotate and stay for a year before leaving.
Zheng Lin sighed again, "Prison Doctor Lin is a rare example of someone who has worked diligently and responsibly here for several years and can endure loneliness. But as the saying goes, upward mobility is key. I'm happy for him that he's found a better job..."
They were like ordinary employees gossiping about a colleague who had left.
At this point, Huo Cunsheng finally finished filling out the form and handed it over. He was very familiar with Zheng Lin and offered him a cigarette when he saw him. Then he complained, "Ah, I'm not saying, but your detention center's procedures should be changed. Even if you want to nominate someone, you have to go through the electronic process, and you have to go through the manual process. You even have to write down your police number. It's too cumbersome."
"Electronic spreadsheets are easy to lose and hack. Better safe than sorry." Zheng Lin accepted the cigarette, took the spreadsheet, looked at it, and read the name on it, "Zhang Angu..."
Luo Siwei thought the procedure was over and was about to go in, but he saw Zheng Lin's face change slightly. He turned his head and whispered to the young prison guard beside him: "Is he the one who had an allergic reaction this morning?"
The young prison guard also confirmed the number: "Yes, it's him. The director has signed and sent a car and people to take him to the hospital."
Huo Cunsheng was surprised when he heard this: "Then what should we do about the matter of raising people?"
Zheng Lin said, "After breakfast, this man developed an allergic reaction. By the morning, his hands and face were swollen. The new prison doctor, Dr. Zhang, examined him and diagnosed him with an acute allergic reaction. Fearing the swelling in his throat might be life-threatening, they sent him to the hospital."
The young prison guard next to him also said: "Yes, two of our colleagues accompanied us."
Zheng Lin said, "Anyway, the process is complete. You can go to the hospital to find him. You can also bring it up after he's been examined and sent back."
Luo Siwei felt that it was too coincidental. Just when they were about to bring the person forward, he was released on medical parole. Moreover, he had not had an allergic reaction before or after, but just today.
She asked worriedly, "When did it happen? What kind of allergy is it?"
The young prison guard said, "It took about ten minutes."
Zheng Lin said, "I'll call the hospital later to see if they've arrived. As for what the allergy is... I'll take you to see Doctor Zhang."
Officer Zheng led them through the long corridor of the detention center and headed straight to the prison doctor's office.
As they walked, Zheng Lin said, "We have quite a few sick prisoners sent to the hospital every year. Don't be so nervous. We are familiar with the procedures of the Third Hospital, and there haven't been any mistakes in recent years."
Luo Siwei said: "I want to know the situation clearly."
Hearing her resolute tone, Zheng Lin changed the subject: "I understand you. Your job isn't easy either. After all, this is an important prisoner. If you don't get to the bottom of this, it's going to be hard to report back."
Luo Siwei had been here once before, when Lin Shuangting was still there. Now a short male doctor with small eyes has been appointed as the doctor, and the entire layout of the medical room has also been changed.
Luo Siwei remembered that when Lin Shuangting was here, this prison doctor's office was so clean and tidy that there wasn't a single hair on the floor. Everything in the room was neatly arranged, even the books were arranged from largest to smallest. It was so cold and lifeless.
But now, the room has become a little messy. A stethoscope is placed casually on the table, books are piled on the side, and there is a box of unfinished soup dumplings. Looking at it this way, it does have the air of a living person.
After listening to them, the prison doctor, Zhang, said, "I find this strange too. We're so careful in the cafeteria here about inmates developing allergies. Seafood that's prone to allergies, like shrimp, peanuts, and mangoes, are strictly prohibited. But people's allergies vary greatly. Some are allergic to wheat and eggs, while others weren't allergic in the past, but suddenly developed allergies one day... Everyone had the same meal in the morning, and no one else had any allergies, but that one inmate had a severe allergy..."
Luo Siwei listened to his analysis, which was like a tongue twister and felt that it was all useless nonsense. She could tell that he was trying to shift the blame.
She asked, "Can you show me the kitchen?"
Zheng Lin led them to the cafeteria in the back. They hurried through the detention center. Luo Siwei's expression was serious, and his pace became faster and faster. Doctor Zhang followed behind, but he couldn't keep up, and in the end, they both broke into a run.
The group arrived at the cafeteria. Breakfast had long passed, and lunch was being prepared. The chefs were busy. Zheng Lin asked, and someone pointed to one side: "We ate this this morning, and we haven't touched it yet."
Luo Siwei looked down and saw some steamed buns, eggs, porridge and pickles left on the side. These were the safest foods and did not look like allergens at all.
Luo Siwei deduced that if someone had done this on purpose, they would have left some clues in the kitchen. Her gaze suddenly shifted to a half-filled box of peaches beside her: "Are these peaches also for the criminal to eat?"
The chef beside him said, "How could that be possible? Such delicious big peaches are for the prison guards. In addition to preparing meals for the prisoners, our cafeteria also prepares meals for the staff."
Huo Cunsheng was also watching from the side. Suddenly, his nose felt itchy and he sneezed with his back turned.
Luo Siwei suddenly remembered something. She frowned slightly and squatted down to examine the peaches carefully. The skin of the peaches was very clean. She pinched the peaches with her hands and found that they had obviously been washed. "Did you wash the peaches this morning?"
The chef said, "Yes, I washed it and cut some of it into pieces. Give each person a few slices of peach."
Just as he was saying this, a young prison guard ran in from outside: "Officer Zheng, something bad has happened..."
Zheng Lin glared at him, clearly irritated by his panic in front of outsiders. The young prison guard quickly replied, "The hospital said the car hasn't arrived yet, and we've lost contact with the car."
Zheng Lin's expression changed.
"Your car was hijacked." Luo Siwei stood up and said decisively, "Zhang Angu is probably allergic to peach fuzz."
She then explained, "The peach fuzz was released into the air by the kitchen chef while cleaning, and then mixed into the food. You can't see or touch it. But for people who are sensitive to this allergen, eating or coming into contact with it will cause an allergic reaction. Because the other party is familiar with the process of going from the detention center to the hospital for treatment, someone specially formulated this plan."
Zheng Lin and the prison guards' faces turned pale instantly.
Despite all the precautions, something was still overlooked. The prisoner was lost, and they had sent him out personally. The staff were all panicked. They called their superiors to report the situation while thinking about how to make up for it.
Luo Siwei turned around and said, "I will contact the General Administration and have them investigate Sky Eye as soon as possible. We will track the route the car took and issue a wanted notice for Zhang Angu within the police system. Also, we will find out the source of these peaches."
Luo Siwei was taken to the office area of the detention center by Zheng Lin. She called the leader of the bureau and sent a message to Chi Li. Then Luo Siwei lowered her head and thought.
Since yesterday's analysis of Zhang Angu, she has been speeding up the process except for eating and sleeping.
Even so, it was still a step slow.
It seemed like the other party had planned everything long ago.
It seems that Zhang Angu is more crucial than they expected and knows more inside information.
However, she and Chi Li had interrogated Zhang Angu repeatedly before, but had not obtained any key information.
This might be because they hadn't yet figured out the underlying situation, and the direction of the interrogation was unclear. Another possibility was that no matter how they asked, Zhang Angu wouldn't dare to speak.
That means he might be watched by those behind the scenes at any time...
If all this was really planned, they must have someone in the prison who was familiar with Zhang Angu, otherwise they would not have thought of using Taomao to transfer him out.
Luo Siwei had just thought of this when Zheng Lin ran over to wipe his sweat and said, "We've found out. Someone delivered that box of peaches to the kitchen. The chef was kind enough to wash them this morning and distribute them to the staff..."
Luo Siwei asked, "Who sent the peaches?"
Zheng Lin's eyes flickered as he uttered a name: "Prison Doctor Lin. He asked a prison guard to send it over."
"Lin Shuangting?" Luo Siwei was a little unbelievable.
Huo Cunsheng asked: "Who exactly is this prison doctor Lin you are talking about..."
Zheng Lin rummaged around in the office for a while and took out a record sheet of Lin Shuangting from the file bag, with a one-inch photo attached to it.
Huo Cunsheng took it and looked at it carefully: "He looks familiar." He frowned and stared for a while, then looked up at Luo Siwei and said, "This person looks like the boy from back then, but the name is different. I remember that boy's name was Yu Qingchen..."
Luo Siwei asked: "You didn't admit your mistake?"
"No..." Huo Cunsheng looked at the information carefully again. "The birth date is the same. I even lamented with my colleagues at the time that this name is not a good choice. At first glance, it reminds people of suicide. The meaning is not good either. Life is insignificant, like a speck of dust."
Luo Siwei suddenly looked up, as if waking up from a dream.
From the original Yu Qingchen to the current Lin Shuangting.
The prison doctor, who was about the same age, had recently resigned.
He stayed in this detention center to keep an eye on the police and the prisoners.
Luo Siwei suddenly remembered what he said when he arrested Zhang Angu before.
Luo Si lowered his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and whispered the words: "'In your eyes, it's a haunted house. In our eyes, it's all business.'"
She suddenly figured out a lot of things. Xie Chenyu didn't just go to Zhang Angu to ask for talismans. They might all be Whisperers.
His last name is Zhang... Is Zhang Angu the Z in Whisperer?
So what about Yu Qingchen? Is he Y?
On the outskirts of the city, a car stopped.
Zhang Angu was lying on the bed with his face and hands severely red and swollen.
His silver hair had been shaved off since he entered the detention center. Black hair had long since grown under his bleached white hair, and coupled with severe allergies, his entire body was swollen and deformed.
Zhang Angu has had a problem since he was a child, that is, he is allergic to peach fuzz. Seafood and ordinary food and drink are fine, but when he passes by a fruit stall and the wind is strong and blows some peach fuzz over, he will go to the hospital.
Moreover, his allergy is different from the usual ones. When it occurs, it tends to affect his face. His whole face becomes swollen, his tongue becomes numb, and he has difficulty breathing.
The prison guard who was following the car got out and then fell silent.
Zhang Angu had a premonition of something. He placed his left hand on his throat, breathing with difficulty, and supported himself with his right hand, trying to stand up and check.
After taking a look at the scenery outside the window, he broke out in a cold sweat. This was not a hospital at all; it was simply the middle of nowhere.
The back door of the car was opened, and Zhang Angu's eyes suddenly widened, his eyeballs bulging out, as if he had seen a ghost.
There is no way to be reborn, but there is a door to hell.
The man in front of him, with the light behind him, looked at him: "Long time no see, brother."
The person who opened the door was Lin Shuangting.
Zhang Angu panicked: "I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, those policemen don't know anything..."
"I know." Lin Shuangting got in the car and sat next to him. "You don't dare to say it."
Lin Shuangting looked down at Zhang Angu. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a smile on his face. It was a handsome face, but in Zhang Angu's eyes, it looked scarier than a hungry ghost.
Zhang Angu continued to speak, crying bitterly and begging. He was eloquent and born with a silver tongue, but facing the heartless man in front of him, he could not move him at all.
Lin Shuangting made a gesture to keep quiet, as if she was annoyed by him.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Angu stopped talking and fear appeared in his eyes.
Although he was a junior fellow apprentice several years younger than him and joined the sect later than him, he was the most favored by his master when he was alive, and he quickly won over those people after his master's death.
Lü Mingsi, Xie Chenyu, none of these people had blood on their hands, and were extremely vicious, but they all listened to him and did what he said.
Therefore, he never dared to disobey his junior brother's ideas.
Lin Shuangting looked at him with a cold gaze, leaving no room for maneuver. "You know too much. The dead are safer. I will see you off."
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