National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 827 - 768: War Horse

Chapter 827: Chapter 768: War Horse

Click, click, click, click.

In less than fifteen minutes, a team of police officers in uniform and with badges stormed into the hospital, rushing towards the doctors’ office where they came face-to-face with the half-naked, six-foot tall man who still clutched a gun in his hand.

The newly arrived officers hadn’t brought guns with them, and they were momentarily flustered upon seeing the man out of his police uniform with his large, firm chest muscles, clearly defined arms, and crisscrossing abdominal muscles, holding such a tiny pop gun—careful not to let it go off by accident!

The group didn’t proceed any further and simply reported their names before standing guard outside.

Soon after, reinforcement from other police units arrived.

Qi Changye’s Deputy Squad Leader Fang Peimao fixated his eyes and upon seeing someone he recognized, he promptly called out, "Bai, Bai..."

Bai recognized the person and ran over.

"We have officers who have taken people into the ward to search for the suspect’s husband, suspecting he may have a weapon..." Fang Peimao gave a brief but comprehensive report, before adding, "Please assign a few men to follow, Captain Wu only took three people, we are short on hands and don’t dare split our forces further."

Bai hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Understood. I’ll send over more reinforcements later, and you’ll arrange for additional people to come."

"Certainly," Fang Peimao immediately agreed.

Only then did Bai select four people, with just one carrying a gun, to go over.

They had come in such a rush that only the officers on duty had managed to obtain guns.

The Zhengguang Bureau’s detective squad arrived rather slowly at first, showing up in pairs or trios, likely having come straight from home upon receiving the call. Later, members of the Bald Strike Team joined in after completing arrest tasks elsewhere.

After organizing another group of Zhengguang Bureau’s detectives for support, Fang was able to relax a bit.

Since there had been no gunfire heard yet, it was good news for everyone. As long as guns weren’t drawn, having numbers was the major advantage.

Jiang Yuan too remained obediently within the protective circle.

Following Wu Junhao now might earn him an opportunity to level up his "Skills," but the risk was also genuinely high. Moreover, Jiang Yuan showing up now wouldn’t be of much help; it might actually reduce his own fighting strength.

In the current situation of patching up the gaps, Jiang Yuan couldn’t just rush out either.

The six-foot tall man also relaxed a little, lying back on the gurney, feeling pain all over his body.

The head of security, a former NCO turned civilian, also felt at ease and came specifically to check on the six-foot man before saying, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving."

"Thanks for your help, leave me your number," the six-footer sat up, smiling, "I’ll treat you to a meal once I’ve recovered."

"Sure thing." The head of security added him on WeChat readily, and then said, "If there’s an issue with your bones, you can register with our hospital in the next few days. Yunhua’s Lv Wenbin will be here for blade therapy."

"Alright. If I come, I’ll look for you."

"Mmhmm." The head of security nodded and before leaving, he glanced at Jiang Yuan, curious, "Just how impressive is the ’Divine Detective’?"

"You bring him a dog as evidence, and he’ll clean out the thieves in an entire county for you. That’s how impressive," the six-foot man quipped with a touch of artistic license.

The security chief was greatly impressed, chuckling, "That’s reassuring. With someone like that, us ordinary folks can rest easy."

...

The prison van arrived, first transporting Chu Yanqin, followed by Duan Xueping who had been brought in with the vehicle.

Chu Yanqin’s husband didn’t resist. When he saw the police, he attempted to flee, but once restrained, he fell into a mild stupor—commonly known as feigning sleep.

Wu Junhao and the others handcuffed him, seated him in a separate ward, and waited there for reinforcements.

It wasn’t long.

Wu Junhao, brimming with pride, and Qi Changye, with a face full of worry, got into the car together.

Jiang Yuan turned his head from the passenger seat and saw the system screen in front of him:

Mission 2: Leading from the Front

Progress: (4/X)

Task Reward: Bullet Mark Identification (LV4)

It could be said to be a very generous reward. However, considering the danger involved in capturing Chu Yanqin, this LV4 skill was by no means a profit.

"Captain Jiang!" Qi Changye got into the car and let out a long sigh.

Jiang Yuan turned his head, glanced at Qi Changye’s expression, and coughed twice, "Captain Qi, did you wake up?"

"Ah... You guys didn’t call me... Ah... It’s my fault for drinking too much, for having such a poor tolerance!" Qi Changye was full of regret; the night of drinking had been absolutely heart-wrenching.

Wu Junhao patted Qi Changye’s shoulder with a chuckle, "Captain Qi, you’ve put yourself at a disadvantage. The three of us only took 9 bullets from a 9mm Glock altogether. I’ve just got a broken rib, a minor injury for a policeman."

"No, no... Ah, my fault, all my fault." Qi Changye quickly sat up and took Wu Junhao’s hand earnestly, "I made a mistake this time. I can only apologize, but watch my future performance..."

"You don’t need to perform. Just don’t come looking for us in the future," Wu Junhao shook off Qi Changye’s hand, "We’re not qualified to follow up on this case anymore, right? It should stop here. Your cases are too dangerous. We were lucky this time, but what if Jiang Yuan gets caught in the crossfire next time?"

"Safety issues do need to be considered," Qi Changye said earnestly. "But that being said, our cases are not that dangerous, especially those that require a lot of investigation work; those are usually about trickery, and physical confrontations only come at the very last moment."

Wu Junhao looked at Jiang Yuan, then shook his head at Qi Changye. This was no longer just about being tired; it was genuinely dangerous. Even from Wu Junhao’s career perspective, this incident was one of the rare dangers.

That they had survived was not due to their intensive training or excellent fitness; it was entirely due to Chu Yanqin’s momentary decision. Otherwise, none of the three injured men might have survived.

Even if Qi Changye spoke well, Wu Junhao had to go back and seriously persuade both Jiang Yuan and Huang Qiangmin.

Being a workhorse is one thing, being a warhorse is quite another.

Qi Changye actually didn’t have much else to say. The group drove back to the police station and continued to interrogate the captured suspects.

Apart from Chu Yanqin and her husband, the Bald Strike Team had captured 3 other suspects, who, along with the previous ones, were all being interrogated busily.

Of course, the most important were Chu Yanqin and her husband, who were sent directly to the facility of Qi Changye’s colleagues for separate interrogation.

The next noon.

Huang Qiangmin came looking for Jiang Yuan with red eyes for lunch.

Sitting at the Zhengguang Bureau’s dining table, Huang Qiangmin brought over food and, having no appetite himself, he looked Jiang Yuan up and down and sighed, "I should not have let you run around like that."

Jiang Yuan actually felt a bit scared himself and patted Huang Qiangmin’s shoulder with a smile, "You’ve seen more than I have. As a policeman, you’ve got to face danger."

"As a forensic doctor, you’re supposed to encounter the dead the most," Huang Qiangmin paused, then added, "And I’ve never seen anyone so vicious. In the early years when we came across armed suspects, no one would shoot 9 bullets at us."

"I’ll be more careful in the future," said Jiang Yuan, spreading his hands, then asked, "Did the interrogation yield any results?"

With such cases, either there’s an immediate outcome, or it can take several days for any information to surface.

Huang Qiangmin adjusted his mood and nodded solemnly, "That woman, Chu Yanqin, has confessed. Qi Changye has already taken people to dig up bodies. So far, two have been unearthed and there are probably three more. His special agent should also be among them."

Jiang Yuan was surprised, "They didn’t notify me?"

"It’s considered their case now. Qi Changye didn’t have the face to look for you. Actually, the case should be almost over. Even if we could trace more leads from here, with yesterday’s commotion, anyone who could run would have run away," Huang Qiangmin said very realistically.

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly and then asked, "What about the bodies we unearthed before, are they related to her?"

"They’re related. Chu Yanqin came later; she’s a professional and used those corporate espionage channels, but she wasn’t part of that group. Later, when she found problems with the channels, she started to build her own in secret while quietly dealing with some individuals..." Huang Qiangmin was not very clear about the details, but he was aware of the general content.

"So, who exactly is the killer?"

"Many victims could have previously been the aggressors," Huang Qiangmin spread his hands, "At least that’s how Chu Yanqin described it."

It’s unlikely that Chu Yanqin would volunteer information about the killing; doing so wouldn’t easily grant her a chance to bargain, and she’d be more likely to be sentenced to death.

Even in times of war, blood debts must be accounted for.

However, Chu Yanqin had not killed any police when she opened fire yesterday, which might be a weak point in her favor.

After thinking it over, Jiang Yuan said, "When the murder occurred, Chu Yanqin must have been at the murder scene. Let her describe the process in detail, and I’ll examine the condition of the bodies. Oh, and the murder weapon—we should get a detailed description from her and try to find it if possible."

"Okay, I’ll let Qi Changye know," Huang Qiangmin responded casually, as he had lost interest in the case.