Chapter 1496: And with the Forensic Doctor, a Sprinkle of Sugar 09

In the office, only Wu Lin's breathing had grown heavy from his loss of composure.

Wu Lin.

Jin Chen noticed his body was weak and instinctively supported him in his embrace.

"... I'm fine." Perhaps the warmth behind him roused his senses; Wu Lin felt uneasy straightening up from Jin Chen's embrace, but he had no extra energy to respond further.

"Forensic Doctor Wu, do you want to rest a bit? What's wrong with you?" Yu Jue happened to stand on Wu Lin's other side, saw his condition, and was startled.

"Continue, he's a bit low on blood sugar." Jin Chen timely noticed Wu Lin's reluctance to explain, "Keep looking at the webpage."

"Oh… oh." Yu Jue scratched the back of his head, wondering, "How would the Jin Team know that Forensic Doctor Wu has low blood sugar?"

We're already this familiar?!

Wu Lin barely exhaled, glanced briefly at Jin Chen, then quickly looked down, but Jin Chen had already seized his wrist under the table, "If you pinch any harder you'll really bleed."

His voice was soft, like a whisper.

In an instant, Wu Lin reflexively wanted to pull his hand back, his face changing several shades; despite his whole body feeling icy and nearly shuddering, he actually found himself especially reluctant to let go of that warmth.

Through the shirt, Jin Chen rubbed his wrist a few times, soothingly.

Wu Lin stopped struggling, and it was rare for him not to retort.

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected +5, total 10!】

The two, continually making small gestures, finally focused their attention on the webpage.

Similar to Yu Jue's guess, this is a suicide mutual aid and confession website.

Unlike the Blue Whale game that was popular a few years ago, this is more like a dark hole for depression sufferers, the screen filled with bloody accusations and images, venting their own pain and struggle.

Wei Yan took a long breath, then searched for Zhou Ming's account in the search bar.

According to the data shown after the computer was repaired, Zhou Ming's account on this site is called: Prisoner.

"Good heavens…" Ke Xiu almost wanted to cover his eyes, "What has this kid drawn?"

Even more frightening than the pictures displayed in the room, vivid red and black intertwined, blood mixed with pigment as paint, the overly intense color could suffocate a person.

Scrolling through post after post, most were accusations of familial suffocation, the deprivation of life-saving straws, extreme pressure, and the anguish of attempted suicide that failed.

In every picture there is the same element: a tiny youth trapped in a cage.

Just as he wrote in his introduction: "The wheelchair traps her as well as me."

Thinking of the extreme emotions and remarks from his brief chat with Zhou Ming and his mother at Zhou Ming's home, Duan Xiao Bai slightly shook his head and sighed.

Jin Chen: "Go back to the last post."

"Sure." Wei Yan found the topmost post, then exclaimed, "It seems only this post's like button has a skull pattern."

He thought such a website shouldn't have maintenance staff specially making like-button effects.

Prisoner: "My consciousness is fuzzy, my vision not clear… I saw many iron cages, I want to leave, I want to leave, I want to leave!!"

"It's exactly the day the school issued him a withdrawal advisory." Ke Xiu noticed the time and hurriedly said.

And while all the post accounts had zero followers, only Zhou Ming's account had something like mutual friends; Wei Yan followed that account and clicked in.

"This account called Drunkard has two follows: Zhou Ming and… an administrator with a red skull avatar." Wei Yan then drawled, "Just like the like-button pattern."

Jin Chen continued to slowly rub Wu Lin's wrist, as if thinking; Wu Lin pressed his lips, at least not interrupting.

"Found the photo!" Wei Yan finally found, in Drunkard's post, a strange selfie taken straight at the camera in a dim mirror, stubble unkempt, a listless rough face covered in blood marks.

Jin Chen immediately took out the counselor's photo and compared the shoulder build and outline.

"It's him." Jin Chen's face suddenly turned solemn.

No wonder in the original plot this case was a serial murder; each killer might become the next victim.

Each user behind every account on this website now faces a life‑or‑death crisis.

And the true mastermind behind it is the website administrator whose homepage blatantly displays "Hope you all can die as you wish."

Wei Yan's mind raced, then he spoke in a slow tone: "We should now dig out the people behind each account on the site; this Drunkard killed Zhou Ming, and perhaps the next victim will be him."

But for him, it's obviously a time‑consuming, labor‑intensive task; Wei Yan considers his skill sufficient, yet he can't withstand the fact that the person behind it has truly formidable hacking abilities.

"Wei Yan, come with me." Jin Chen finally released Wu Lin's wrist, patted Wei Yan's shoulder, and told the others, "Hurry up and investigate this Drunkard; we must grasp his whereabouts as soon as possible."

Wei Yan is the youngest member of their Heavy Case Team; even in uniform he can't hide his youth, and not knowing why, he followed Jin Chen into the dedicated office.

Until the office door closed, Wu Lin merely glanced away, smoothed the wrinkles Jin Chen had pulled out of his clothes as if nothing happened, copied the screen recording from Wei Yan's computer, and glanced at the URL information.

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"Regarding the tracking and investigation of the suicide mutual aid website's information, I will find overseas friends to analyze; you cooperate with them to investigate Drunkard's identity."

Jin Chen didn't sit down, just stood at the doorway speaking to Wei Yan: "I called you here to tell you not to overthink; I'm not questioning your ability."

But please don't turn dark, protagonist lover!

Wei Yan let out an ah, stared blankly, then nodded: "Okay, Jin Team, I won't overthink."

After all, he got into the Heavy Case Team because the Jin Team gave him a chance; otherwise, with his seniority, he'd absolutely not be able to get in without grinding another three to five years.

"But who is your overseas friend? Can I learn from him?" Wei Yan instantly turned into a curious Bao Bao.

【That's probably not an opportunity.】 Ling Gun Gun gave a heh.

"He's a hacker, his identity is rather sensitive."

Jin Chen brushed it off, lazily leaning against the doorframe, then asked: "By the way, do you have any doctor friends? I've recently run into some trouble."

Wei Yan thought it over, quite certain: "Yes, where does the Jin Team feel unwell? Though the doctors I know might not be able to help you."

The protagonist attacker and receiver already know each other at this point?!

Jin Chen frowned seriously: "Who, and what's your relationship to me?"

"Ah, my great‑aunt, an obstetrics and gynecology doctor at the City People's Hospital, her delivery skills are top‑notch!"

Wei Yan puffed out his chest, even feeling a sense of honor and pride.

Jin Chen: "……"

He rubbed his temples, weary, opened the door and kicked Wei Yan out, "Get lost and go to work."

"Ouch..."

The clumsy technician almost fell flat on his face.

He rubbed his sore buttocks, feeling aggrieved, as Duan Xiao Bai's booming laughter filled the office, and he went back to his desk to continue checking the data.

"Wei Yan." Wu Lin tapped his desk, much gentler than when they first met, "I've copied that screen recording; just letting you know."

"Okay, Doctor Wu." Wei Yan nodded slowly, clacking away on the keyboard.