Chapter 19: Can't Swallow This Insult

"Quick, quick... the Reception Room is over here..."

A massive crowd, a few police officers and mostly joint-defense personnel, surged onto the fifth floor.

Gu Kaishan was burly and thick-set, charging ahead like an iron tower.

Just as he stepped out of the elevator, he couldn't help but freeze:

Seven or eight people were standing in the hallway, presumably all staff members of the Cultural Relics company.

Outside the door, Lin Sicheng was straddling a man, throwing punch after punch, cursing as he struck:

"Yellowcake, depleted uranium... how the hell did you dare?"

Looking at that man, his face was covered in blood, and he was spitting out bloody bubbles with a "gurgle, gurgle" sound.

Not far away lay another one, eyes tightly shut, a large pool of blood beneath his head.

Gu Kaishan's eyelids twitched: "Lin Sicheng, stop hitting him!"

Lin Sicheng seemed not to hear.

"You dog!"

Cursing, he lifted his leg and kicked.

With an "Ouch," Lin Sicheng rolled away twice.

Gu Kaishan checked the pulses of the two men and flipped back their eyelids.

Neither was in any serious trouble, so he subconsciously went to push the door: "The stolen goods are inside, right?"

Lin Sicheng shouted urgently: "Gu Shu, don't go in!"

Why couldn't he go in? Was there danger?

Then why were you fighting so enthusiastically?

He subconsciously took a step back, his hand pressing against his waist: "What is going on?"

"Two fake Hong Kong people, using fake porcelain to commit fraud."

"No... if it's fraud, it's fraud, why are you beating them up?"

"It's not that I'm beating them, it's that they wanted to run, I blocked them, and they attacked me with a Radioactive Source..."

Lin Sicheng scrambled up indignantly, "Really, I was terrified at the time..."

What, a Radioactive Source?

Lin Chengwa, what kind of nonsense are you spouting here?

If you said he was holding a knife, Gu Shu would close his eyes and accept it. But what did you say? A Radioactive Source?

Having been a policeman for half his life, he had never even seen one.

"Gu Shu, I'm not lying to you. The fake porcelain is the Radioactive Source, it's inside a box in there. But he hit me with the box, and I suspect the porcelain is already broken, causing radioactive dust pollution! So don't go in, report it to the Municipal Bureau Emergency Center immediately..."

Gu Kaishan was half-believing, looking left and right: "Where is your grandfather!"

"He was holding the Radioactive Source for an hour doing Artifact Research, and went to wash his face."

Even more ridiculous.

Your grandfather is a Cultural Relics Expert, not a nuclear expert.

And holding it for an hour of research... he would have been smoking by now.

Just as he was secretly suspicious, a rumbling sound came from the elevator entrance: "Quick, quick... over here!"

Seven or eight doctors wearing Protective Suits and carrying stretchers exited the elevator.

It was no wonder they came so fast; Shaanxi Province truly had no nuclear industry, few relevant research institutions, and even fewer patients. This led to them having mastered dragon-slaying skills with nowhere to put them to use.

Hearing their junior brother who had already graduated speak with such certainty, claiming the patient was his family member and was indeed suffering from uranium poisoning, the department head's pores were all smiling.

Then, more than half the department came.

Reaching the door, the lead doctor asked loudly: "Where is the patient?"

Lin Sicheng pointed to the restroom: "Still washing his face!"

"You two go find him, once found, immediately administer the Anti-Radiation Agent orally, then bring him to the ambulance!"

Lin Sicheng hurriedly added: "The patient was in contact with depleted uranium for an hour, the main component is Uranium-238, the enrichment level should be around 5%..."

"Furthermore, the Radioactive Source contains Uranium Oxide, not a large amount, but the purity is extremely high, the uranium enrichment is at least over 25%..."

25%?

Refine it a bit more, and you could build a nuclear bomb.

The doctor was startled: "How do you know?"

"I study ceramics, it's hard to explain in a moment, you test the Radioactive Source first... it's inside, there's a box!"

Lin Sicheng pointed, pulling Gu Kaishan back.

The doctor entered the Reception Room and closed the door. Immediately, an alarm sounded from inside, along with the doctor's exclamation: "320 mSv/h, this high?"

Hearing this, Lin Sicheng's face turned even darker.

The porcelain pot must have broken, and dust had spread in the Reception Room, which was why the radiation reading was so high. But even before it broke, the reading wouldn't have been below one hundred.

And this amount could directly increase the risk of cancer. Not to mention, they hadn't even measured how much radioactive gas his grandfather had inhaled.

The key was that in his previous life, his grandfather had died of lung cancer.

The more Lin Sicheng thought about it, the angrier he became, wishing he could give the two bastards on the floor a knife each.

Just as he was gritting his teeth, the doctor ran out: "Emergency evacuation, emergency Isolation, everyone go downstairs... Xiao Zheng, call two more ambulances!"

Only then did the half-believing General Manager Bai and the seven or eight staff members finally believe it.

The bolder ones were fine, at most looking pale, but the timid ones were trembling, and two female comrades even started crying.

General Manager Bai walked over, feeling both fortunate and fearful: if it hadn't been for Lin Sicheng driving them out time and again, they would still be in the Reception Room...

"Xiao Lin, thank you!"

Lin Sicheng really had no heart to be perfunctory, so he just waved his hand: "General Manager Bai, let's go to the hospital first!"

"Sigh, alright, alright..."

A group of people came one after another, thanking him incessantly. After finally finishing, Gu Kaishan grabbed his arm: "What will happen to your grandfather?"

Lin Sicheng did not know how to answer, and only after a long while did he say: "I don't know!"

You don't know, yet you dared to beat those two people like that?

"I'll call your dad first!"

"Okay..."

Lin Sicheng gave a response, then gritted his teeth: "Gu Shu, I'll trouble you!"

Gu Kaishan understood perfectly: since it involved a Radioactive Source leak, at the very least it would be supervised by the district.

But if it were left to the local jurisdiction to handle, and it involved a unit within the district, there might be variables due to the bad influence. If things went poorly, it would be downplayed.

Lin Sicheng could not swallow this anger, which was why he had sent him the text message.

A fraud case with a value of ten million—how many could the District Bureau encounter in a year, let alone one wearing the hat of a "nuclear leak"?

As long as they snatched it into their hands, no matter which district it was, there was absolutely no reason to let go.

"I will report to the bureau leadership first; the ones taking over will definitely be the Criminal Investigation Department."

He paused slightly and gestured with his chin toward the two suspects, who were a bloody mess on the ground, "When the time comes to give a statement, do you know what to say?"

"Don't worry, Gu Shu!"

There was surveillance in the Reception Room; one check and they would know: the box that smashed into him contained a Radioactive Source, that much was certain, right?

Furthermore, who could guarantee whether those two people were still hiding the same things on them, or whether they would run outside and harm others?

As long as the people didn't die, it was legitimate defense and emergency avoidance.

Thinking this over secretly, he followed Gu Kaishan downstairs.

They went to the hospital first, and after tossing about until midnight, it was confirmed that Lin Sicheng had not been contaminated, and he was then taken to the District Bureau.

The lights were very bright, a glass of water was on the table, and a man and a woman sat opposite him, wearing police uniforms.

First came the name, age, and occupation, and then they asked him how he deduced that the evidence contained radioactive material.

Lin Sicheng was logical and well-grounded; in addition to his previous deductions, he also suggested an investigative direction to the police:

Focus on checking that pouch box; there must be an interlayer like aluminum foil, which could prove that the two fake merchants knew beforehand that the porcelain pot was radioactive.

Secondly, investigate the motive: with such a high degree of simulation, they could easily find any antique company and sell it for ten million, so why take such a big risk to sell it to a public unit?

He suspected that this group of fraudsters wanted a long-term operation, treating the City Cultural Relics Company like leeks, wanting to harvest one crop after another.

After hearing this, the older male police officer had a strange look on his face: Student, if you want to say someone is eating inside and out, colluding internally and externally, just say it directly.

But don't say it, the possibility is extremely high...

This questioning took up the rest of the night, and by the time Lin Sicheng left the Public Security Bureau, it was already past six in the morning.

Whether they believed his set of arguments or Gu Kaishan had put in a word, the interrogators did not delve into his beating of the people.

They only told him to keep his phone on and be ready to be called at any time.

Lin Sicheng agreed readily and walked out of the police station.