Chapter 1518: A Little Sugar with the Forensic Doctor 31

The investigators' information dispatch came out quickly, and finally they found that Wei Yan had disappeared on the street outside the gallery.

After feeling listless for half a day, the Serious Crimes Unit planned to thoroughly investigate the gallery; their vigorous and high-spirited demeanor was known even to the newspaper-selling old man downstairs.

As soon as the news of investigating the gallery was released, a police car sped straight to the gallery.

Ten minutes later, the off-road vehicle went around the City Bureau's jurisdiction, headed for Huan Shan Road, and re-entered Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital.

This time Wu Lin was not part of the operation; he asked Jin Chen for leave, wanting to go to the hospital to see Sang Xue.

Jin Chen was puzzled, after all Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital meant a great deal to Wu Lin; surely it would yield more information than just talking with Sang Xue.

But Wu Lin always had his own considerations, just like the Study that never let him in and his overly neat swordsmanship—these were secrets he temporarily couldn't obtain the key to.

This time, without the previously prepared ghost train, the off-road vehicle safely arrived at the former site of Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital.

Dilapidated, desolate, bleak.

This was their first impression upon seeing the former site of Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital.

Green vines swallowed the cement-covered walls, revealing mottled yellow bricks and graffiti long washed and faded; layers of rust enveloped the iron door, which creaked in the autumn wind.

"My goodness……"

Ke Xiu hugged himself in the chilly, moving autumn wind, saying, "This is especially a place with no village ahead and no shop behind, like filming a ghost movie!"

"I feel a fierce ghost is about to jump out from the corner……" Yu Jue shared his sentiment; when facing criminals they struck hard, but against Illusory ghosts they could be scared off two li away.

"Impressive." Duan Xiao Bai coolly flicked his wind-blown short hair, saying, "As police officers, who isn't a steadfast materialist warrior, right Jin Team? Where do ghosts even come from in this world?"

Jin Chen was about to nod when he saw, through the wide-open window of the dilapidated guardhouse behind Duan Xiao Bai, a coat flying in the wind; he raised his eyebrows and pointed toward it.

All the team members simultaneously looked back.

"Ah——ugh!" The screams of Ke Xiu and Yu Jue were simultaneously smothered by each other, almost making their faces red and necks thick from holding back.

Duan Xiao Bai grabbed the coat down, saying, "Hey, what's with this clothing……"

Her expression turned stern as she suddenly looked at Jin Chen, saying, "This coat definitely hasn't been left for long; there's someone in the guardhouse."

How could a guardhouse possibly still be staffed at this utterly ruined, decades-abandoned former site of Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital?

The five people immediately turned and surrounded; Yi Tian pulled the old man trying to escape from the corner of the fence out.

"Guard……" Jin Chen's thoughts went blank for a moment.

In his mind, the mist suddenly seemed to gain a clear, visible thread, connecting the Zhou Ming death case to the present investigation of the former site of Qinghuan Psychiatric Hospital.

Guard!

Below the Zhou Ming Residential Area, upon their first entry they chatted with the guard to gather information; the guard even asked, "What do you want to investigate? Has something happened?"

At the Bishui Park parking lot, the guard couldn't get any information out……

Further on, at Cui Jiu, outside the Song Meng Psychological Clinic's guardhouse, and even inside the hospital where Sang Xue and the other victims stayed, there were guards as well.

This is clearly the most ordinary post, yet it runs through their entire investigation line.

"You, or rather you all, are the eyes of the Rose."

Jin Chen coldly gazed at the old man restrained by Yi Tian, his tone almost certain.

The old man shuddered, "You……" His voice was extremely hoarse: "How do you know!!"

This is a voluntary confession.

Jin Chen let out a long breath.

"Unlucky, I just found out; you've hidden quite deeply."

Old man: "……"

"You…… aren't you supposed to be investigating the gallery today!"

By now, the old man had already prepared himself to die, but he still wanted to leave something for the Rose.

Jin Chen coldly overlooked his small movements, stepping on the old man's withered hands, and from behind pulled out a small recorder.

"Very dishonest."

The slender recorder tapped in his palm; Jin Chen looked at him with a half-smile, saying, "Who do you want to give this evidence to, the Rose or the Ghost Butterfly?"

Just as he finished asking, Jin Chen saw the old man tremble twice more, saying, "You won't succeed; I won't tell you who the Rose is."

"I'm not curious anyway; I'll find out sooner or later." Jin Chen broke the recorder with his bare hands, took out the crystal core and threw it to Duan Xiao Bai, saying, "Keep it safe; when Wei Yan returns, let him examine it thoroughly."

"Jin Team!" Yu Jue and Ke Xiu rushed out from the guardroom together, saying, "We found a walkie-talkie here."

"No……!" The old man suddenly became extremely agitated, desperately trying to break free from Yi Tian's restraint, even stretching his reddened neck to bite the thing back, shouting, "Give it back! Give it back!!"

Jin Chen knocked him out with a hand chop, saying, "What are you howling for? So scary."

Yi Tian: "……"

"Yeah, Jin Team is right."

"Take him in the car; later we'll return to the bureau to continue arranging the interrogation."

Jin Chen picked up the walkie-talkie, fiddled with it, and suddenly heard a voice coming from inside.

"Aged! The New Sheep haven't come to the gallery yet; a bunch of Little Minions are about to arrive—they haven't gone to your place, have they?"

Duan Xiao Bai pointed at himself blankly, asking colloquially, "Are we the New Sheep?"

Sure enough, the gallery side knew about their action plan discussed at the police bureau!

Yu Jue and Ke Xiu's hairs stood on end; this old man had been knocked out by Jin Team—of course, even if he hadn't passed out, it was obvious he wouldn't cooperate.

But if the other side hadn't received the message after a delay, wouldn't their operation be exposed?!

A few seconds of stagnation.

Ling Gun Gun, in a desperate moment, came up with an idea and rummaged through the system store.

【All Sounds Simulator exchanged! Deducted 20 points, loading…… loading successful!】

Jin Chen cleared his throat and, speaking into the walkie-talkie, produced the voice of a fifty- to sixty-year-old old man, exactly the same.

"They haven't come; there's not even a hair here."

The faces of the four team members changed in unison, and Yu Jue could fit an egg in his mouth.

What about our Jin Team's incredibly handsome, flamboyant male model voice?!

The other side quickly replied, without any doubt: "Then it's fine, you must guard that door well!"

Duan Xiao Bai removed the battery, clicked his tongue: "What were you thinking, arranging an old geezer to guard the door."

There's still someone inside; that's why they're so fearless.

Jin Chen rolled up his sleeves, the corners of his eyes and brows betraying the danger of his readiness to go all out.

"You guys, did you all bring your sidearms?"