Chapter 207 Lin Ying
Xin Que didn't rush to answer Luo Huayi's question.
Looking out the window through the gap in the curtains, Xin Que saw the luxury car parked in front of the apartment. She turned away from the window and said, "I need to go to my next destination first."
Luo Huayi immediately understood.
The Xu family has arrived.
...
After breaking down the tightly closed door, the thugs ransacked the 70-square-meter house.
There was no one there; there was no sign of Xin Que.
"He jumped out of the window." The thug's gaze fell on the shoe print on the air conditioner ledge outside the balcony window.
"Just put some pressure on her and make sure she gets close to the Xu family as planned," another person said.
The interrogation plan was executed smoothly.
The warden breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the interrogation status being transmitted in real time to the floating screen by the administrator.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this arduous interrogation should be able to come to a smooth end.
“Warden,” an assistant in prison uniform approached the warden, “these are all the testimonies from Lin Ying’s subordinates and colleagues.”
For some reason, the warden kept asking him to secretly track Lin Ying's movements and to secretly talk to the people around him to record Lin Ying's activities.
Could it be that Lin Ying did something detrimental to the prison?
The warden looked at the testimonies of different staff members that appeared on his personal screen.
"Judging from the confession alone, there is nothing suspicious about Lin Ying's recent daily activities."
The assistant respectfully explained from the side, "He goes in and out of the prison for work, and goes back to the dormitory to rest after get off work..."
“I’ve reviewed all the surveillance footage,” the assistant said, pulling up a large amount of footage. “If I had to point out something amiss…”
“Starting the day before yesterday, Lin Ying’s time to leave the prison after get off work has been delayed by more than ten minutes.”
"But I specifically investigated this suspicious place, and the conclusion I reached was that he was simply working overtime to compile data."
The warden didn't see anything suspicious, but his doubts remained unresolved.
"Have you checked his work equipment?" the warden asked. "All work in the prison is documented."
"I've checked. It's all about compiling data on serious offenders. The content is simple, but it's quite mentally taxing..." Before the assistant could finish speaking, he noticed that the warden's expression was a bit off.
"After Lin Ying was promoted to management, did his subordinates do all these small and complicated tasks, or did he do them himself?" The warden stared at the confession on the screen.
The assistant was taken aback.
According to the testimonies obtained from private questioning of Lin Ying's subordinates, Lin Ying was not usually so diligent as to take on such trivial tasks.
This diligence is an anomaly that has only recently emerged.
“Restore and send over all the work logs of the equipment he has used recently,” the warden said, increasingly suspicious. “Also, investigate whether he has any hidden personal devices.”
The assistant acknowledged and turned to leave the warden's office.
As he walked out of the corridor, his assistant bumped into Lin Ying, who was coming towards him. The assistant greeted him with a smile, "Minister Lin, where have you been?"
Lin Ying replied casually, "I went out for a smoke and just got back."
The assistant's gaze unconsciously swept over the slightly exposed square-shaped pocket of his uniform, which looked like a personal communicator.
"I'm not going to chat with you anymore," Lin Ying said, not in the mood for small talk. "I have to go back to the supervisory department to keep an eye on the fluctuations in the data on serious offenders."
The assistant smiled and flattered him, "No wonder the warden doesn't trust anyone else and specifically asked you to be in charge of the key criminals."
"Your level of dedication is unparalleled among the leadership of our prison."
Lin Ying forced a smile, a perfunctory response.
The mechanical door of the regulatory department slowly closed in front of the assistant.
After confirming that his assistant had left the vicinity of the supervision department, Lin Ying entered the supervision room and stood in front of Xin Que, who was surrounded by numerous cages and instruments.
Looking at the woman, who was now like a cripple, unconscious in the cage, Lin Ying thought of the unusual behavior of his subordinates in the past few days.
They almost all deliberately avoided contact with him.
It all started when he accidentally learned that one of his subordinates had been called in for a private talk by the warden.
Even if Lin Ying was slow to realize, he could tell that the warden had a problem with him.
But why exactly?
He's served the prison for so many years; even if he hasn't done anything meritorious, he's certainly put in a lot of hard work.
Lin Ying felt increasingly disheartened as he thought about it.
He avoided the surveillance cameras, casually walked to a corner, and took out his personal communicator.
An email lay quietly in the recycle bin.
The emails used a communication format typically employed within prisons.
Lin Ying recalled the feeling of falling into an ice cave when he accidentally found the email in the department's equipment.
This was probably written by one of his employees; the email consisted of only a few sentences and included a copied image and audio recording.
Lin Ying harbors ulterior motives.
The copied images included bank statements showing Lin Ying's past embezzlement of prison funds, as well as photos of Lin Ying secretly filming him falsifying data to try and cover up the alarm when Xin Que's body reached critical condition.
The last recording is a secretly made recording of Lin Ying cursing the prison while drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
Upon discovering the unsent email, Lin Ying immediately realized that there was a mole within his department who was watching his every move and reporting back to the warden.
This is just one of the letters he discovered. Before he discovered it, were all his actions and words reported to the warden?
Lin Ying became increasingly alarmed as he thought about it.
Considering the warden's recent aloof attitude towards him and the silence and distance the department staff were keeping from him... no matter how stupid Lin Ying was, he realized that the warden was suspicious of him.
But Lin Ying really couldn't understand it; the mistakes he made were, at worst, dereliction of duty.
Moreover, this kind of dereliction of duty in the gray area is an unspoken rule that everyone in prison agrees on.
In the warden's eyes, these were all things that could be taken lightly.
How did it come to the point where they have to turn their backs on each other?
Lin Ying quickly found the answer.
Since discovering that highly classified email, Lin Ying has remained inactive and has no intention of alerting the enemy.
For some inexplicable reason, these past few days he's made it a habit to check the device that had the emails appearing on it after everyone has left the supervisory department.
After several days without any new discoveries, Lin Ying's doubts only grew stronger, and he became even more anxious.
"Minister," the subordinate said, locking the monitoring equipment, "are you on duty today?"
Lin Ying glanced at his name on the duty roster and nodded. "You can leave on time."
Only after confirming that the regulatory department was available did Lin Ying walk to the floating computer.
Lin Ying stared intently at the text scrolling across the screen.
Another encrypted email appeared in my inbox.
Lin Ying used his advanced permissions as an administrator, but still couldn't open the email.
After some maneuvering, Lin Ying discovered that the email reception history showed signs of being viewed by an administrator, immediately setting off alarm bells.
Although the administrator is the account that maintains the AI system of the entire mental prison, its only two permissions are held by the warden and a high-level operations engineer.
He was already considered the warden's right-hand man among the higher-ups, but he couldn't directly interfere with the operation of the administrator account.
There is a problem with this email.
It's very likely another whistleblower email.
Seeing that the email was written today, Lin Ying's brain raced. He had to find a way to find out what was in the email; he couldn't just stay cooped up in the supervisory department and wait to die.
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