Chapter 349: A Village Appears Amidst the Willows and Flowers

Wang Chun has escaped!

So, was the bragging done a bit too early?

With a silent smile, as if mocking himself, Lin Sicheng waved his hand: "Goodbye!"

The woman's lips twitched, her expression indescribably strange.

She wanted to ask something, but didn't know which to ask first.

What she couldn't fathom even more was: a flawless trap, broken by someone just like that?

After thinking for a long while, the woman sighed despondently: Forget it, leave it to fate—

Lin Sicheng had already turned around, but hearing her sigh, he turned back again.

Is this accepting her fate?

That makes sense; she had already reached the point where life was worse than death, so it seemed there was nothing left to fear. To her, execution was not a punishment, but a release.

Thinking about it, Wang had long since fulfilled his promise; she had already obtained what she wanted, had no regrets, and even less to be attached to.

Moreover, she had already done her best; whether Wang Chun was caught or not, whether he lived or died, seemed to have little to do with her anymore.

Thinking secretly to himself, Lin Sicheng smiled: "May I ask one more question?"

"Don't worry!" the woman also smiled, "I won't say anything!"

"I know!" Lin Sicheng nodded very earnestly, "I just want to verify something!"

The woman laughed in spite of herself: "Knowing I won't say anything, what could you possibly verify?"

"What if?"

Lin Sicheng was noncommittal, deliberately paused for a moment, and stared into her eyes.

The woman did not dodge or avoid his gaze, but her eyes were full of vigilance and suspicion.

Suddenly, Lin Sicheng's voice boomed like a bell: "Where is the Bear?"

It was abrupt and inexplicable; most people didn't even know if Lin Sicheng was asking about a "male," a "bear," or perhaps the nickname of some suspect.

But the woman seemed to freeze, her smile stiffening on her face.

Immediately, she realized: Lin Sicheng was just waiting for this expression from her.

She wanted to smile, but the corners of her mouth twitched, unable to curve up at all. She wanted to say something, but her tongue felt like it had tangled into a knot.

"Understood: where the Bear is, that is where Wang Chun is!"

Lin Sicheng nodded, bowed slightly, "Thank you!"

You are thanking me?

Why would you thank me, when I clearly didn't say anything—

In an instant, the woman's features twisted into a ball, the veins on her forehead bulged, and her throat sounded like a wheezing bellows: "Hoo-hiss—hoo—no—I—I—didn't say—"

You didn't say anything, but your terrified expression said it all.

Lin Sicheng sighed and glanced over from afar: "It seems she's having an attack—"

The two doctors were at a loss: Do you think we don't know she's having an attack?

The problem is what to do?

Lin Sicheng looked helpless: "No, you are the doctors, why are you looking at me? Save her—"

"Oh, you don't know how to save her?"

Lin Sicheng pointed at the cart, "Use that emergency medicine, Dateruo and Gelong'an, it's on the first shelf of the cart, the one with English on the box—Dateruo 150ug, Gelong'an 50ug—it would be best to give her a shot of adrenaline as well—"

"Also, do you see that wax pill in the iron box on the second shelf? That is a Thunderbolt Pill; break one and press it under her tongue—"

The two doctors didn't dare move: What if they couldn't save her?

Lin Sicheng sighed and rolled up his sleeves. Before he could even reach her, Sun Liancheng let out a roar: "Idiots, did I bring you here to watch a show?"

The two doctors were startled and scrambled to find the medicine.

But to be honest, they usually only checked the health of prisoners at the detention center, at most measuring blood pressure or looking at colds and external injuries; asking them to perform emergency rescue was making things difficult for them, wasn't it?

There was indeed medicine on the first shelf of the cart, but it was all imported medicine labeled in English; they didn't even know which one Lin Sicheng was talking about.

There was no other way; whoever caused the trouble had to solve it.

Lin Sicheng sighed inwardly and put on rubber gloves.

He took the medicine, took the needle, disinfected, and injected.

After three consecutive injections, the two doctors pried open her teeth and fed the woman a pill.

Afterward, her complexion slowly lightened; the woman was still gasping, but the frequency had dropped significantly.

The group of Police were both shocked and bewildered: Instant results, the medicine cured the illness?

The woman was even more shocked than they were: She was having an attack, but her consciousness was still there; she had heard everything that happened in these three or four minutes clearly.

Stubborn Asthma was by no means a common illness; on the contrary, people who had this disease were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. But this person clearly knew, for her level of severity, what medicine to take, what dosage to use, and even the order of administration?

It was conceivable that it was absolutely not as he had said: that he only knew a little Traditional Chinese Medicine. Could he really distinguish how severe Wang Chun's illness was, and how severe her own illness was?

Suddenly, the woman's heart turned to ash, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up inside: Can't I bluff my way through this?

Little sister, you must pray for your own good fortune—

Seeing exactly what she was thinking, Lin Sicheng took off his gloves and wiped his hands meticulously with a disinfectant wipe: "Don't want to live anymore?"

The woman gritted her teeth tightly.

"Don't be in such a hurry to die. Because you don't understand how big this case is, how many big shots are watching it, and how many small fries are counting on this case to get promoted and get rich."

Lin Sicheng wiped his hands with alcohol gel, speaking unhurriedly, "If you die now, then you are one hundred percent the fake Wang. Even if they chase to the ends of the earth, the real Wang Chun must be found alive or dead. Otherwise, many people won't be able to keep their hats."

"But if you don't die, and it just so happens that Wang Chun isn't caught for a while, perhaps they will just let the mistake continue—"

Pausing slightly, Lin Sicheng blinked again: "Understand what I mean? So, live well—if you are in a better mood, you can say a little more."

The woman stopped abruptly, a glimmer of light appearing in the depths of her eyes.

Wu Qiuhua looked thoughtful, and her expression shifted.

Sun Liancheng twisted his face and glared at Lin Sicheng: "You really dared to say that, and in front of so many people?"

"Now look, with so many eyes and so many ears, who would dare to just let things slide?"

While thinking to himself, Lin Sicheng waved his hand again: "Captain Sun, Captain Han, I'm leaving!"

Sun Liancheng nodded, and Han Xin's face was full of expectation; they both knew what Lin Sicheng was going to do.

He had worked hard for so long for one purpose, and he had been striving in this direction the whole time: to capture Wang Chun.

The sound of footsteps faded into the distance, and everyone watched him leave.

When his back disappeared at the stairwell, the woman woke up as if from a dream: "He is a devil—he is a devil!"

No one spoke, and no one responded.

To the woman, Lin Sicheng was naturally unforgivable and deserved to be torn to pieces, but to the police present, they felt an indescribable sense of gratitude.

Not to mention what Lin Sicheng had done before, just look at today: if he hadn't come here, everyone present, from Sun Liancheng to Han Xin, to the interrogation Expert, and even the junior officers on the outer perimeter, not a single one would have escaped.

They also knew very well why the woman was cursing Lin Sicheng. Because she had realized that Lin Sicheng was telling her plainly: if you die, then everything you and Wang Chun did before will have been in vain.

But if you struggle to live, it might still be in vain in the end, but at least there is still a glimmer of hope.

So, will you gamble?

The woman gritted her teeth: Gamble, why not gamble? Even if she knew that person had ill intentions, she had to gamble.

If she didn't gamble, then there would be no hope at all—

She took a sharp breath: "I want to confess!"

The group was stunned in unison: You fake, even if you confess a lot, what use is it?

Only Sun Liancheng and Han Xin exchanged a glance, a flash of joy appearing in their eyes.

If it were the fake Wang Chun, it would of course be useless.

But what if she were Wang Chun's accomplice, assistant, or trusted confidante?

As long as Wang Chun is caught, every word she says now will be ironclad evidence.

Sun Liancheng nodded: "Good, let's change locations!"

He didn't say who would interrogate her, but the two Experts were very self-aware and prepared quickly.

Sun Liancheng didn't say where to move to, but Han Xin knew clearly: they couldn't go back to the team, and they couldn't stay here.

What if this woman got agitated and had another episode?

He hurriedly contacted the Armed Police hospital—

There was nothing for Wu Qiuhua to do; she didn't have such thick skin, nor such strong psychological endurance.

Having been in the police force for so many years, she had never experienced anything as thrilling as today: from heaven to hell, then suddenly a turn for the better, a light at the end of the tunnel.

Moreover, she couldn't be bothered with that now; Wu Qiuhua was racking her brains thinking: This woman and Lin Sicheng should be mortal enemies, right?

Why did she do whatever Lin Sicheng told her to do?

When he urged her not to die, she didn't die; when he urged her to say more, she continued to confess?

Seeing her frowning and unable to figure it out, Sun Liancheng sneered: "An embroidered pillow stuffed with straw, not even as good as Yan Wenjing."

Yan Wenjing at least knew that if she had no ability, it didn't matter, as long as she listened to those who did.

Thinking secretly, he took out his Police Communication: "Protect Little Lin well, and cooperate properly!"

Yu Guang's voice came over the phone: "Leader, I understand!"

Night fell, the lights of the city began to shine, and colorful lights wandered through the night sky.

The night Wind brushed past, the withered leaves rustled, and the market was exceptionally cold and quiet.

Yu Guang hugged his arms and circled under the car again and again. Tu Jun and Yan Wenjing stood to the side, silent and as obedient as quails.

There wasn't enough manpower, so they could only let these two make up for their crimes. In the words of the General Captain: "If your professional ability is lacking and your brain isn't sharp enough, your legs and feet should at least be nimble, and you can at least fire a gun, right?"

"It's fine if nothing happens, but if there is a contingency, you get up there for me."

Therefore, both of them wore bulletproof vests, each equipped with two guns and several magazines.

They were also mentally prepared: if there really were any contingency, they would definitely be the first to go up—

Just as he was thinking, a car drove over and stopped, and Lin Sicheng jumped out of the passenger seat.

Yu Guang threw away his cigarette butt: "How is it, did Wang Chun spill?"

Spill what?

Lin Sicheng shook his head: "It's a fake!"

The three of them were stunned in unison.

The incident happened too suddenly, and furthermore, for the sake of secrecy, they didn't yet know what had happened at Wang Chun's home.

It wasn't until Sun Liancheng notified them to cooperate well with Lin Sicheng, followed by the General Captain's order to prepare for a search and arrest, that they realized something was wrong.

The only one left at large and missing was Ren Danhua. Given this woman's importance, it wouldn't warrant the General Captain giving an order personally, let alone sending a team of SWAT Detachment.

And he had given repeated instructions: "This is the final push, everyone stay sharp, I'll deal with whoever drops the ball."

Alright, now there was no need to doubt: Wang Chun had actually run away—run away?

But how was that possible?

Lin Sicheng rubbed his brow: "The one at home is a body double, maybe a twin sister, or maybe she had plastic surgery; anyway, she looks exactly like her. The face is the same, the figure is the same, the voice is the same, and the movements are even more the same."

Yan Wenjing and Tu Jun exchanged a glance: That can't be right?

After Yang Jisheng confessed, the General Team immediately sent people to coordinate with Hebei. Whether it was Zunhua, where Wang Chun was born, or Baoding, where she was adopted, they had done background checks, and it was thorough.

They never found that she had any sisters?

"She must have destroyed the household registration, which is why we didn't find it. And with Wang Chun's power, that wouldn't be hard to do—"

Lin Sicheng paused for a moment and lowered his voice, "The rank is very high!"

How high is it, higher than the General Captain?

The three people looked at each other, silent.

Suddenly, Tu Jun gave a start: "Teacher Lin, this body double, has he always been a body double?"

Understanding what he was asking, Lin Sicheng paused: "Before today, he wasn't!"

"Swish~" The face of Branch Captain Tu turned pale to the naked eye.

No wonder when Branch Captain (Han Xin) called, his tone was so desolate, so exhausted?

Because the teams deployed to monitor the Wang Clan were all under Han Xin's responsibility. Does that mean Wang Chun escaped right under his nose?

Lin Sicheng emphasized: "Because he really looked like him, to the point where not a single flaw could be seen! Furthermore, there were secret passages and hidden rooms in the house, which was truly caught off guard."

Yu Guang stared at him: "Then who discovered it?"

Lin Sicheng was silent for a moment: "The real Wang Chun has met me."

The three people were stunned: It was that simple?

Impossible.

Vice President Sun led the arrest in person, Lao Han assisted, and there were trace examiners, technical investigators, and even interrogators and doctors brought along. With so many people and such a high rank, could they not have known to verify the identity before arresting a key figure?

They must have been as cautious as could be, as careful as could be, checking again and again, verifying again and again.

But in the end, they actually didn't verify it; one can imagine how much like him the person Lin Sicheng described was.

Furthermore, if it were only that the real Wang Chun had met Lin Sicheng and the fake one hadn't, the leaders would at most be suspicious.

Because at the time in Panjiayuan, the two only caught a glimpse of each other; what if Wang Chun didn't pay much attention then, or even forgot?

But now, look at this formation: the scene involves the Information Detachment and the Special Duty Team, as well as the SWAT Detachment, with the Major Crimes Division monitoring the perimeter, and even the Narcotics Control Division, which is rarely mobilized, has been notified and is on standby.

What does this mean? It means the General Team leaders are absolutely certain of Lin Sicheng's judgment: the Wang at home is a fake Wang Chun————

Yu Guang was completely baffled: "What did you do?"

Lin Sicheng paused: "I bluffed him!"

The three people widened their eyes in unison: This trick again?

The old saying is indeed correct: don't look down on old methods; the ones that work are the best.

Yan Wenjing was slightly excited, and at the same time, he felt a bit of empathy.

What he was excited about was that Wang Chun had run away.

There is no need to doubt it; with such a large formation today, the General Captain even reminded everyone one by one, emphasizing: cooperate well with Little Lin.

Then, whether it is searching or arresting, it all has to fall on Lin Sicheng.

In this way, hasn't his chance to make amends for his crimes come again?

What he felt empathy for was Branch Captain Han: regardless of how Wang Chun ran, when all is said and done, he ran while he was responsible for the deployment, which is equivalent to Branch Captain Han letting Wang Chun go with his own hands.

Added to the fact that Tu Jun did not keep track of Ren Danhua and the Yu siblings, which led to the arrest operation being brought forward. If the total account is settled, the blame the Special Duty Team bears is no less than that of the Information Detachment.

Therefore, everyone standing here today, except for Lin Sicheng, is a brother in misfortune————

In a flash, he rubbed his hands vigorously: "Teacher Lin, how do we find him?"

Lin Sicheng was concise: "Find the bear; where the bear is, Wang Chun is."

Yan Wenjing and Tu Jun widened their eyes: What the hell?

It is no wonder they were surprised; the two had just been sent over, and Yu Guang hadn't had time to brief them on the case.

Including Yu Guang, he was also somewhat suspicious: "The body double said that?"

Lin Sicheng was ambiguous: "More or less!"

Understood, the body double hadn't spoken at all; Lin Sicheng judged it based on his expression.

But Yu Guang's spirits lifted.

Whether it was Ma Shan, Yang Jisheng, or even Qi Song, who had just been caught, they could all help Lin Sicheng prove: the information he decoded through expressions was even more accurate than what the suspects said themselves.

Yu Guang waved his hand: "Action!"

"Click~"

Yan Wenjing checked the bullets and reloaded the magazine.

Tu Jun had already checked his, leaning quietly against the back of the chair, as if thinking about a problem.

Suddenly, he leaned forward: "Old Yan, where did the bear pop out from?"

——

Yan Wenjing was stumped by the question.

Such a big mistake happened in the morning, almost causing the operation to fail; not being confined was already an extra grace from the General Team leaders. For the whole day, he had been dealing with the higher-ups.

To tell the truth, he didn't even know how Qi Song was caught, let alone anything about a bear?

After thinking for a moment, he buckled his holster: "Didn't you hear Captain Yu say it? When Teacher Lin was looking for Qi Song, he found two bear hairs!"

Bear hairs?

Tu Jun frowned: "Only bear hairs, just two?"

"Otherwise?" Yan Wenjing gave a "Tch": "Old Tu, you have to trust Teacher Lin's ability."

It wasn't that Tu Jun didn't believe him.

Up to now, it can be said that more than half—oh no, a large part of the clues were all Lin Sicheng's credit.

He just felt that even finding some bear dung or bear footprints would be fine; relying only on two bear hairs, he always felt it wasn't very reliable.

What if, just say what if, what if they were accidentally brought over from somewhere?

"Put your heart at ease. Besides, now is not the time for you to exercise your subjective initiative. Whatever the leaders say, that's what we do."

Yan Wenjing didn't care at all, "Otherwise, you analyze it, where did Wang Chun run to? Or better yet, come up with a better idea————"

Tu Jun was choked: Beijing is so big, who knows where that woman, as cunning as a ghost, has run to?

As for a solution: we can't possibly search the whole city and issue a wanted poster overnight, can we?

It might be sent to Wang Chun's phone the very minute we issue it, and it might even include the police's capture plan and detailed deployment.

Think back to what Lin Sicheng just said: the level is very high—

Tu Jun obediently shut his mouth.

In the temporary Command Center just one wall away, Lin Sicheng was flipping through documents.

This is all we've found for now; if we want to keep investigating, we'll have to wait until dawn.

It's a pity we were fooled by the fake Wang Chun and wasted several hours for nothing. Otherwise, we could have found more—

The paper rustled as he flipped through it. After reading it roughly, Lin Sicheng looked amazed: as expected of Beijing, it's full of hidden talents.

He previously thought there were only a few types of animals that could dig holes, nothing more than snakes, rats, and the like. Rats were one thing, but there shouldn't be many people who dare to keep snakes or treat them as pets.

But he didn't expect it to far exceed his imagination: keeping snakes is nothing; moles, aardvarks, hog badgers, fennec foxes,

and even marmots and pangolins.

Especially the latter two; marmots are direct carriers of the plague virus, and the latter carry the leprosy virus.

The key is, not only do they keep them, but they also eat them?

I've learned something new—

After reading it back and forth twice, Lin Sicheng closed the Folder: with so many places, which one should we check?

There are too many loose ends; it's not a thread anymore, but a tangled mess—

"Captain Yu, it's not quite enough—well, to be precise, it's not very clear."

Yu Guang sighed.

The investigation was going well, but the General Team suddenly notified them: Wang Chun had turned himself in.

Then there was naturally no need to continue investigating those pet rats, pet snakes, or even whatever bears.

Yu Guang immediately withdrew the team and returned to the unit, preparing to report to the General Captain. But before he even reached the Command Center, the General Captain suddenly gave instructions: have him lead the team to continue monitoring Tianjiao City, including Shilihe.

As for what exactly to investigate, he was told to wait for news.

At the time, he felt it was inexplicable, but now he knows—it was a bolt from the blue on a clear day: the Wang Chun who surrendered is fake?

With this delay, half the night has passed; although they found quite a bit, there is no focus.

Unless they coordinate with brother units, such as the Municipal Public Security Bureau Branch, or even the Police Station. Or even better, issue a wanted poster and search overnight.

But that was just a thought in his mind; let alone asking the General Team leaders for instructions, Yu Guang himself wouldn't agree to it.

He who travels a hundred miles covers ninety as half the journey; everyone in the know is well aware: is the ultimate goal really just to catch Wang Chun?

It is that "very high level" that even Lin Sicheng has to lower his voice to say—

"If it doesn't work, let's slow down and talk about it at dawn!" Yu Guang let out a breath, "I'll keep an eye on things here; you go get some sleep first."

Lin Sicheng didn't speak, just shook his head.

Who dares to say that Wang Chun doesn't have a second home in Beijing, a second secret room, or a second secret passage?

And he doesn't dare to conduct a massive search openly and aboveboard; what if she pulls a "cicada shedding its skin" trick again like she did during the day?

After tonight, there will likely be trouble—

It's a case of striking while the iron is hot and finishing it in one go.

Just as he was secretly turning these thoughts over, "buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz," Lin Sicheng looked strange.

It wasn't that it was too late; it was just barely eleven o'clock, so it was normal for a phone to ring.

What was abnormal was this number and this phone: it was temporarily assigned to him by the police team; those who know this number basically wouldn't call, but would notify him directly.

Like Sun Liancheng, Han Xin, or even the General Captain.

He glanced at it, eh, Zhao Xiuneng.

He picked it up: "Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Junior Brother, Ren Danhua is looking for you!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a long while, as if he had misheard: "Who?"

"Ren Danhua, that woman with the peach-blossom eyes—she said she has a batch of goods to move, and she spoke very directly:

It's quite urgent, the price can be a little lower—"

Is this a ghost?

At a time like this, she isn't in a hurry to save her life, so what kind of goods is she moving?

Lin Sicheng pinched the bridge of his nose, and then, a flash of inspiration struck his mind: no, Ren Danhua really didn't run away.

In the afternoon, she even came to Tianjiao City, following right behind Qi Song.

Why was she following Qi Song?

Because she was looking for Wang Chun.

Then where did this batch of goods she is so anxious to move—even more anxious than saving her own life—come from?

Lin Sicheng clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles making a "crack" sound: when mountains and rivers seem to end and there is no way out, there is a village hidden behind the flowers and willows—