Chapter 221: Arresting People Every week, a car will collect the dirty things they have collected...
The air was silent for a moment.
After a while, Shen Qingye slowly spoke: "So, you suspect that the hospital deliberately picked these people...who have few relatives, or who are not valued at home, and used the excuse of infection or other unexpected situations to cause their death, and then bribed their family members?"
Jiang Cheng said: "I do have such an idea. And there is another point. Cremation has not been fully promoted in the country. Most people in rural areas still insist on burial. But the two people I just mentioned were cremated after their death."
Why cremation? Are you afraid that they might find something on the body?
Luo Kaiyang couldn't help but say, "If that's the case, then when the hospital goes to the countryside for free medical treatment, isn't it just picking prey?"
Choose your prey.
These four words kept appearing in everyone's mind. But after selecting the prey, what did they do to kill it?
Zhou Qiming suddenly said, "Didn't Chen Yingchao say before that in addition to kidneys, they would also collect corneas and other organs, even hearts."
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. The heart is gone...can the person still survive?
Luo Kaiyang spoke quickly: "So, those who died, most likely had their internal organs removed, and then used the excuse of an accident to compensate the families, and then took the bodies to the crematorium for cremation, and then nobody knew about it?"
Choose carefully beforehand and handle calmly afterwards.
If there is no organ source, create one.
"This hospital is not treating illnesses, it's killing people!"
Under the pretext of curing illnesses and saving lives, they are actually committing murder and robbery.
When they thought about the fact that this hospital had been running under their noses for so many years, everyone felt a chill down their spine.
Wei Zhengyi said: "Then let's go check that hospital directly now?"
Zhou Qiming shook his head: "We have no evidence."
All of this is just their speculation. There is no direct evidence to show that Zhongai Hospital did these things. If they act rashly, they may easily alert the enemy.
Jiang Cheng said: "I will continue to go to the village to ask the families of the deceased. With so many deaths, it is impossible for everyone to be unaware."
Zhou Qiming also said: "Then I will go to that hospital to check and see if I can find out which institutions they have more contact with and where those organs have gone."
Seeing everyone ready to go, Shen Qingye just sat there with a calm expression, and said for a long time: "Actually, there is another place where we can see the corpse more directly."
Luo Kaiyang asked subconsciously: "Mortuary? But we can't just go into the morgue casually, for fear of alerting the enemy..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng spoke up: "It's not the morgue."
He looked at Shen Qingye and instantly understood what she meant: "It's the funeral home."
A place where bodies awaiting cremation are gathered.
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The funeral home industry is special. They usually stop operating around four o'clock. If you go there at this time, you should be able to see a batch of new bodies they have brought back.
The Puning District Funeral Home is close to the suburbs, a relatively remote place. When they arrived, it was almost five o'clock.
The security guard looked at the group of people coming over and waved his hand, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, it's closed. Come back tomorrow if you have anything."
Wei Zhengyi stepped forward and showed his ID: "Police, investigating the case. Ask your person in charge to come over."
The security guard widened his eyes and leaned forward to look: "Police?"
Although he was wondering what kind of case they were investigating when there were so many dead people here, he knew it was not something he could ask, so he quickly called the person in charge.
It would take some time for the person in charge to arrive, so a few people walked around the yard of the funeral home. The security guard followed behind them and answered their questions from time to time.
"Is this where the bodies are stored?" Shen Qingye stood at the door of the cold storage room and asked with his head tilted.
The security guard answered yes, so she asked again: "How many bodies are there in there now?"
The security guard said, "There are about a dozen bodies in total. The ones brought back two days ago haven't been cremated yet, and a few more were brought back today."
Shen Qingye asked: "How many bodies are there in a normal day?"
The security guard thought for a moment and said, "Normally, there are only four or five bodies. Sometimes there may be more, sometimes there may be less. We are close to the countryside, so burial is still the main method."
Shen Qing was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are you responsible for opening and closing this door every day?"
The security guard was surprised: "Yes."
"Do you have the keys to the other doors as well?"
The security guard was even more puzzled: "Yes."
Mrs. Shen Qingye lowered her jaw: "Then do you have the key to this door?"
The security guard was stunned for a moment: "...No."
"The key to the cold storage room has always been with our curator..."
His voice gradually became quieter, and he seemed to finally realize something.
Shen Qingye nodded, indicating that he understood, and didn't ask any more questions.
The security guard was worried. When the boss came and saw that they didn't say a word and directly asked him to open the door of the cold storage room, he became more certain of his guess.
The curator was pot-bellied. In the cold winter, he wiped his sweat and said with a wry smile: "Open, open the door? Police comrade, there are only corpses in here, nothing to see——"
"I know there's nothing to see, I just want to see the bodies." Shen Qingye repeated: "Open the door."
“This, this—” the curator stammered, “There are corpses everywhere in here. There is no reason for this. How can I open the door casually…”
Zhou Qiming said impatiently: "How can the police handle cases so casually?"
"Open the door!"
It was a cold day and the curator's forehead was covered with sweat. In the end, I had no choice but to open the door.
"How many bodies are there in there now?"
The curator said in a nonchalant manner, "Seventeen."
Shen Qingye glanced at him, walked straight forward and opened the drawer where the bodies were stored.
"Hey hey hey——" The curator was about to step forward to stop them, but Shen Qingye glanced at him. He paused, not daring to say a word. He could only watch them pull out the bodies one by one and tear off the clothes on their chests.
As we looked at each one, the atmosphere in the air became increasingly tense.
Among the seventeen bodies, three had large and small knife wounds on the chest, waist and abdomen. A brief calculation showed that they were in the heart, liver, kidneys and other positions.
The lights in the cold storage room were blindingly bright. After examining the last corpse, Zhou Qiming turned to look at the curator standing in the middle: "Can you explain the wounds on these corpses?"
"Explain, explain, explain what, I don't know, police comrade!" The curator pursed his lips and was about to cry: "I don't know anything!"
"I'm just the one responsible for receiving the bodies. I have no idea what these injuries are!"
"Don't know?" Zhou Qiming said coldly: "Don't you check the bodies when you receive them? So many bodies, so many similar wounds, and you tell me you don't know?"
The curator opened his mouth to quibble, but Shen Qingye said in a cold voice: "I advise you to think carefully before you speak. Since we have found this place, we have the relevant evidence."
"You can be stubborn, but you may not be able to bear the consequences."
The curator's lips trembled twice: "I, I, I..."
He slapped his thigh and said, "I really don't know!"
Shen Qingye's eyes sharpened: "Don't know? Then let me remind you."
"These three bodies are all from Zhongai Hospital, right?"
The curator suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, his Adam's apple rolling up and down for a moment.
Seeing this, everyone became more certain of their thoughts.
"Come with us."
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The evidence was clearly laid out before him, and not long after returning, the curator took the initiative to confess.
"He came to me and told me that I didn't need to care about the bodies they brought over and that I could just cremate them. It cost one thousand yuan to cremate a body, but I thought that no matter what, the accident happened in their hospital and it had nothing to do with me, so I agreed..."
Zhou Qiming asked: "Do the family members of the deceased know about this?"
"I don't know about that. When the person was sent here, he was wearing his shroud properly. Even if you have any objections, you shouldn't have them now, right?"
Zhou Qiming asked: "How long have you been working with them on this?"
"About five or six years..."
Zhou Qiming snorted coldly: "Are all the corpses they sent here like this?"
"Most of them are..." The curator trailed off, "but a small part is not."
"How many bodies like this have they sent here in the past few years?"
"No, not many, maybe... a few hundred."
"There are three bodies this time because two of them have been here for half a month, and the families have been unwilling to pay for cremation, which is why it has been delayed until now. In fact, only one body was sent here in the past two days..."
Shen Qingye and Zhou Qiming looked at each other, frowning slightly.
Hundreds of bodies... The customer base of Zhongai Hospital is the villages and towns near Puning District, and the area is limited. How can they find hundreds of targets that meet their requirements just for ordinary patients?
Moreover, if this hospital had really killed hundreds of people in just four or five years, it would be impossible for it to keep the truth secret no matter how hard it tried. If this news really gets out, their reputation will be ruined.
But if they weren’t the surrounding villagers…then where did those people come from?
"Besides these, what else do you know? Where do they send the organs after they are removed?"
The curator had a bitter look on his face: "Comrade police officer, I really don't know! I even guessed that they might be trading organs! I only do my job and don't ask any questions. The more I know, the more trouble I will have, right? I just want to make some money and I haven't thought about anything else!"
"I have told you everything I can tell you. There is really nothing to hide..."
Zhou Qiming interrogated him for a while, and seeing that he was still talking the same way, he realized that what he said was most likely true.
After coming out of the interrogation room, everyone looked at each other, and Luo Kaiyang said:
"Although we didn't get any useful information, it is a fact that the organs of the deceased were missing. The evidence is all there, and Zhongai Hospital can't escape."
"Shall we go arrest the dean now? He must know a lot!"
Shen Qingye pondered for a moment and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from the stairs: "Brother Jiang!"
When I turned my head, it was police officer Xiao Li. Because Jiang Cheng had to try cases and couldn't stay by the computer all the time, he asked him to help watch the computer and notify him in time if someone added him as a friend.
Now he comes over -
Xiao Li panted and said, "Someone added the QQ account you asked me to help monitor!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng hurried downstairs and returned to his office.
On the chat software, there was a message of adding a friend.
Jiang Cheng clicked to agree, but within two seconds, the other party sent a message:
[You want to sell your kidney?] 】
Jiang Cheng and Shen Qingye looked at each other and replied:
[Yes, I need money urgently. Do you have any way? 】
【have. Are you from Pingjiang? 】
【yes. How soon can you start the surgery? I'm in urgent need of money! 】
The person on the other end seemed to see his eagerness and said, "As long as you pass the physical examination and meet the requirements, you can come anytime." 】
Jiang Cheng said directly: [I went for a physical examination a few days ago, and all parts of my body are healthy. In this case, when can I start the surgery at the earliest? My daughter's illness can't wait! 】
He repeatedly stressed that he was in a hurry to get the money, and the other party apparently believed him. He paused for a moment and said, "Since your situation is quite urgent, we can arrange for you to jump the queue, tonight." 】
Jiang Cheng was very surprised: [Really? 】
The other party replied: [Of course. 】
【That's good! Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and asked again: How much money can you give me? I asked someone before, and he said he sold it for 50,000 at that time! I am taller than him and in better shape, but I also want 50,000 yuan. That’s not too much, right? 】
Without waiting for the other party to reply, he hurriedly said: [My daughter's illness will cost at least this much. If I wasn't in a hurry for the money, I would have expected the price to be more than this! 】
[I am in good health. You will not suffer any loss if you buy my kidney! 】
【……】
As if afraid that the other party would refuse, he explained a lot in a row. The other party also considered for a while before hesitatingly saying: "This price is much higher than the market price, but considering that you were introduced by an acquaintance, it is not impossible. 】
Jiang Cheng was instantly surprised: [Really? When can I get the money? 】
He said that it would take about a week for the money to come out, so could he give me part of the money first? My daughter has a surgery in two days and it can't be delayed any longer. 】
The other side said: "I can give you a part of the deposit first, and the balance will be given to you after the operation is completed. 】
Jiang Cheng showed an ecstatic look in the text, and chatted with him for a while, and only stopped after confirming the time of the operation.
"Wait for him at the bus stop on Ping'an Road at 9pm. We can perform the operation when he arrives." Jiang Cheng said concisely, "The snake has been hooked."
"Good job!" Zhou Qiming patted his shoulder and looked at the chat screen again: "Since you've taken the bait, it's time to catch it all in one fell swoop."
"I'll be there in a moment. Zhengyi and Kaiyang will follow behind and provide support at any time."
Several people nodded, and Jiang Cheng had no objection, just asked him to be careful.
He knew that they might be similar in terms of skills, but he could not learn Zhou Qiming's ability to adapt to circumstances and to answer questions in a roundabout way.
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Before eight o'clock, Zhou Qiming set off, and Shen Qingye and others were waiting in the team.
They waited until almost twelve o'clock when they heard the sound of a car stopping in the yard. They went out to see and saw that it was Zhou Qiming and others who were escorting two people back.
After understanding the basic situation, Shen Qingye, Yue Lingchuan and Jiang Cheng began to interrogate them. In less than an hour, they had pried open their mouths:
"He is in charge of kidney trading. Because the amount of money involved is relatively large, his status in the hospital is higher than Liu Qiang, and he knows a little more than him."
"He said that every Saturday morning around 1 a.m., a car would quietly park behind the hospital and take away all the organs they collected. But he didn't know where they were taken to."
Every Saturday, early morning.
It's Thursday.
Luo Kaiyang subconsciously asked Yue Lingchuan: "Boss, should we wait now or——"
Yue Lingchuan didn't answer, but turned his head to look around. Shen Qingye pondered for a moment and said decisively:
"Catch someone."
In just one night, one more person could be killed.
As a police officer, you should always put people's lives first.
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