Chapter 397 No Relief, Only Helplessness
Dean Zhang said this not to excuse his old colleague, he just felt that Dr. Li had no reason to help that beast.
You should know that the expert who treated Dr. Li's son was contacted by President Xie. Over the years, the hospital has waived all the child's medical expenses that could be waived.
In order to increase Dr. Li's income, President Xie also appointed him as the director of several departments.
Lin Siqiao was not aware of what Dean Zhang said, but she had some impression that Dr. Li held several positions.
As early as a month and a half ago, when she came to connect with the hospital, she had seen Dr. Li's name on the appointment list more than once.
What really made her associate the two people together was what Ambassador Liao said before he left in the morning.
Ambassador Liao said, "This guy is really lucky. He was shot twice in the abdomen, but he still managed to escape?"
After hearing this, Lin Siqiao began to think about it. Gunshot wounds are different from ordinary skin injuries. If the bullet is not removed in time, the wound will become seriously infected.
Even a three-year-old child understands this principle, and the murderer must be aware of it.
Since he didn't go to the hospital, there is only one possibility: the bullet in his body has been removed by someone else.
After thinking about it carefully, Lin Siqiao felt something was wrong. This man suffered from severe porphyria (hemophagocytic disease).
Blood is like spiritual food to him and he cannot stop drinking it for even a day.
In order to obtain fresh blood, he may commit crimes anytime and anywhere.
But the problem is, the two hostages were still alive and well on the day he escaped. They were killed afterwards.
Where did the murderer get his food during the days he was lurking in London?
Before, it could be said that he had other ways.
But he was now seriously gunshot wounded and had no ability to subdue anyone.
Unless, he has help.
At this moment, Lin Siqiao suddenly realized, "What if he has a helper, and the person who helps him is a doctor?"
When these words came out, both of them were stunned.
If this is really the case, then everything makes sense.
Lin Siqiao thought for a moment and said, "There are many doctors in London who can perform surgery, but he can access the hospital's blood source anytime and anywhere, and he has been undetected for so long, so his level must be quite high."
This narrows the scope of the search.
Ambassador Liao immediately stated that he would contact Inspector Smith after returning. Now that he had a direction, it was much better than looking for a needle in a haystack.
However, before Lin Siqiao could receive any news from Ambassador Liao, he discovered new clues in the hospital.
Lin Siqiao wasn’t sure whether it was a misunderstanding or not. She only knew that there weren’t so many coincidences in the world.
But there is no point in thinking so much now. Once the murderer is arrested, everything will come to light.
When Dean Zhang heard this, his face turned pale.
He actually hoped that his old colleague was being coerced by the other party, but was that really the case?
It was already late, and just as Lin Siqiao was about to take the last bus back to school, the phone in the office suddenly rang.
Dean Zhang picked up the phone and said just a few words before hanging up.
"It's someone from the embassy. He... they said they caught the murderer."
Lin Siqiao was surprised, so fast?
She thought the other party would at least make a desperate effort or struggle, but she was caught like this?
The people involved in the arrest operation were also very surprised, considering that this time they mobilized nearly 1,000 police officers.
From breaking the door to every subsequent step, everyone had detailed communication in advance.
Just as the tear gas was ready, the gate of Li's family suddenly opened.
Everyone immediately went on alert, but at this moment they saw a middle-aged couple supporting each other and slowly walking out.
The couple seemed to have been prepared for what was coming. They said nothing but stretched their hands in front of the police officers.
"The person you are looking for is inside."
Inspector Smith and Ambassador Liao looked at each other, detained the two men first, and then sent a small team in to investigate the situation.
A moment later, several people carried out a half-dead man.
It was already past seven in the evening when Lin Siqiao arrived at the police station. On the way, Secretary Jin had already given her a brief account of the situation.
The murderer has woken up now, but he was seriously injured. In addition, Dr. Li gave him some unknown medicine, and his wounds were badly festered.
The police officers spent half a day trying but were unable to pry any useful information out of the other party.
As for Dr. Li involved in the case, since he was Chinese and the police officers were not proficient in Chinese, Inspector Smith handed the interrogation over to Ambassador Liao.
The murderer's condition was very bad and he could die at any time. This was the first question Ambassador Liao asked after he sat down.
"What drug did you give the murderer?"
The doctor just examined that person. The bullet should have been taken out and he has been receiving intravenous drips every day. It is impossible for the wound to deteriorate to this extent.
"Gold juice. I soaked the needle for the infusion in gold juice."
"..." If Lin Siqiao hadn't seen a similar plot in a palace fighting drama before, she might have thought that this golden juice was some good thing.
But the golden juice is actually made from collected feces, spring water and red clay. It is very effective for high fever, but if it is used on a wound, it will accelerate the infection of the wound.
In other words, Dr. Li had no intention of keeping him alive from the beginning to the end.
At this time, Ambassador Liao pushed over the prepared documents, one of which was the payment list of St. Nottingham's Hospital.
According to the information obtained from the hospital, Dr. Li transferred his youngest son to St. Nottingham's Hospital more than ten days ago and paid the three-year treatment fee in one lump sum.
The second one is the blood usage record of the Blood Testing Department of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
It was only after checking that Director Zhang discovered that the amount of blood wasted in their hospital in recent years was several times more than before.
In other words, Dr. Li either supplied blood to the other party a long time ago, or was involved in the underground blood trade.
"Doctor Li, at this point, we just want to know the truth."
"good."
From the moment Dr. Li chose to walk out, he was ready to tell the truth.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the woman next to him burst into tears.
"No, it's all my fault. If I hadn't forced you to save your son, you wouldn't have done that."
Doctor Li sighed and said, "Afang, our son belongs to both of us, and I am the one who made the decision."
"You know, I've been living like a ghost for the past few years. I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Afang, I haven't felt so good in a long time. Can you let me finish it in one breath?"
As he spoke, he looked at Ambassador Liao and Lin Siqiao, and his thoughts slowly went back to a few years ago.
At that time, they had just sold their house in the city center, and in order to save money, their family had to move to the dirty, messy and unsafe Nancy Sman neighborhood.
Relying on the money from selling the house, they lived here peacefully for two years. Although their life was poor, it was also full of hope.
But not long after, his son's illness worsened again.
No matter how hard the couple worked, they could not fill this bottomless pit.
It was at this time that Dr. Li betrayed his professional beliefs for the first time.
He took advantage of his position and turned the fresh blood collected in the hospital into waste by changing the labels.
Afterwards, he sold it to the underground black market, where he met people working in various gray industries.
Dr. Li handled this matter very secretly, but even so, he still felt guilty.
Until one day, he saw a reward notice in the underground black market.
Someone offered a reward of 10,000 pounds for investigating the whereabouts of a batch of antiques. This price is rare in the black market, and everyone is trying their best to find out.
The 10,000 pounds is even more attractive to Dr. Li.
But he had to work during the day and take care of his wife and children at night. He had neither the time nor the connections to inquire about this matter.
In order to make more money, Dr. Li's surgery schedule was very full. During that period, he was busy until the early morning almost every day before he could go home.
It was also because of this that he accidentally ran into President Xie and an old man.
Both of them were a little absent-minded at the time, otherwise he would not have heard something he shouldn't have heard.
After returning home, Dr. Li didn't sleep much that night. He didn't expect that the batch of antiques was in the hands of President Xie.
Hearing this, Lin Siqiao couldn't help but speak out, "So you sold this news to those people?"
Dr. Li was silent for a moment and then hummed.
His wife cried even louder at this time, "No, he really didn't think of betraying President Xie. I forced him to bring money back every day to treat his son's illness."
"He was forced to do this by me. And those people, he lied to us. We only told them because they said they really liked those antiques."
"Afang, it doesn't matter. Once the news is sold, it's sold."
Doctor Li continued, "You all know what happened afterwards. When those people failed to force the purchase, they attacked Chairman Xie's family."
"You also performed the surgery on the murderer after he fell into the sea last time?"
"Yes."
Doctor Li had no intention of defending himself, but spoke in detail as if he was leaving his last words.
"The medicine he took and the blood he drank during this period were all prepared by me."
"By the way, his name is Andrew, and this is what I discovered about him."
Dr. Li took out a piece of oil paper similar to Morse code from his pocket, with a series of numbers written on it.
"I gave him some drugs and asked him some questions while he was unconscious. They have another hideout in a ranch outside the city. It's underground and the entrance is under the kitchen sink."
When he said this, Dr. Li covered his chest with his hands, looking very painful.
"The person who contacted him has a code name called 'Bald'. He... He is a senior member of the parliament. That's all I know... The rest is up to you..."
He was going to the underworld to atone for the sins of Chairman Xie's family. Before he could finish his words, Dr. Li's head drooped.
There is no death penalty in the country, and he made the final judgment on himself in his own way.
The truth of the matter was revealed and the murderer was caught, but Lin Siqiao did not feel as relieved as he had imagined.
If those people had not resold the cultural relics, if the habitual thief had not stolen them, if the old man had not bought them, if Dr. Li had not leaked the news, if those people had not been so inhumane.
Perhaps, all of this will never happen.
But there is no "if" in this world. Everyone is driven by instinct to make the best choice for themselves.
In this way, all the information is strung together to form a perfect closed loop.
At this moment, Lin Siqiao deeply realized what helplessness meant and what it meant that there would be no killing without buying and selling.
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