Chapter 108

Sister, the way you describe it sounds a bit supernatural.

Yu Dazhang now confirmed that the officers who handled the case had definitely decided not to include her account in the file because of her exaggerated description.

The case file also forbids any suspected supernatural content.

“Sister, please accept your loss and find peace,” Yu Dazhang comforted her.

The woman burst into tears and couldn’t stop.

After trying to console her for a while and seeing she couldn’t calm down, Yu Dazhang took his leave.

“We’ll head back for now. If there are any developments in the case, we’ll contact you again.”

Asking further would be rubbing salt into her wounds.

After leaving the woman’s home, Yu Dazhang stood by the roadside, thought for a moment, and decided to visit the party involved in another case.

He pulled out his small notebook and quickly found the target’s information.

In this case, the patient’s family had gone to raise money and returned to find the child already dead.

After the call connected, Yu Dazhang got straight to the point:

“I’m from the Hongkou Branch Criminal Investigation Team. I’d like to ask you about the case involving the child’s death.”

The voice on the other end was a man’s, sounding rough:

“The case is closed. What’s there to learn? Besides, I’m not even from Songhai.”

Yu Dazhang had already known this when reviewing the case file.

Gathering information doesn’t require a face-to-face meeting.

“That’s fine. A phone call is enough.”

“There’s nothing more to say. Please don’t disturb my life again.”

The man hung up immediately after speaking.

Not going well… Yu Dazhang noticed that all the patient’s family members showed some degree of resistance.

At this point, Ma Jian also sensed something was off.

“Dazhang, are you investigating old cases?”

When they visited the first home, he hadn’t realized it—he just thought Yu Dazhang was gathering indirect information about the hospital.

But that last phone call was clearly an investigation.

“Yeah,” Yu Dazhang nodded:

“I checked the case files related to this hospital yesterday. I’m looking into a few similar cases to see if there are any connections.”

He knew some things couldn’t be hidden—experienced investigators like Ma Jian would spot the signs quickly.

Sure enough, Ma Jian quickly grasped the key issue.

“You’re not trying to investigate the hospital, are you?”

“It’s not exactly an investigation,” Yu Dazhang replied vaguely:

“The hospital is inherently tied to these cases. It’s unavoidable that the investigation would touch on it.”

From the man’s expression, he could tell Ma Jian wouldn’t approve of this.

Hospitals in reality have had plenty of incidents—when was the last time the Criminal Investigation Team proactively cracked one?

Too many things are involved here. Just consider local government revenue alone.

How much fiscal income does a private tertiary hospital contribute to the local economy?

That’s just one factor—never mind the others.

In short, unless the incident becomes extremely serious, no one will ever voluntarily investigate their local golden goose.

“Oh, good,” Ma Jian sighed in relief, then added a warning:

“Last year, one of our officers investigated the hospital without any evidence and got suspended.”

“Was it this same hospital?” Yu Dazhang asked.

“Yes,” Ma Jian recalled. “It happened last year.”

“He was originally investigating an abandonment case, just like us. Later, he probably spotted other suspicious points and started targeting the hospital.”

This guy really had guts… Yu Dazhang couldn’t help but feel admiration.

But he didn’t agree with the man’s approach.

As always, without direct evidence, saying anything is pointless—no one will believe you.

This isn’t the old days, where just believing you’re right is enough.

Today, truth must be backed by evidence.

“Where is he now?” Yu Dazhang became interested and asked about the suspended officer’s whereabouts:

“Still in the Criminal Investigation Team?”

Since it happened last year, the matter must have been settled long ago.

If possible, he wanted to find the officer and exchange insights—maybe there’d be unexpected gains.

“He was transferred later,” Ma Jian replied.

“I don’t know exactly where. It wasn’t something honorable, so nobody talks about it privately.”

Then there was nothing he could do… Since Ma Jian didn’t know, Yu Dazhang decided not to ask anyone else.

What he was doing was already sensitive; asking about the officer’s whereabouts would easily reveal his intentions. He also realized:

Ma Jian was using this real example to warn him: Don’t do anything beyond your capacity—otherwise, you won’t be able to bear the consequences!

He appreciated the warning, but Yu Dazhang never turned back once he’d made up his mind.

Someone had to do these things.

Then he pulled out his notebook again and found the information for the last case’s party.

There were only three cases reported by patient families.

In this one, the child’s mother discovered the child had disappeared during resuscitation.

It was also the strangest case Yu Dazhang had encountered.

After the call connected, he immediately explained the situation.

This time it went smoothly—the child’s mother showed no resistance. When she heard the police were reopening the case, she immediately agreed to cooperate.

This meeting would also take place at her home.

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After entering the house, a woman in her thirties brought them slippers.

Walking into the living room, Yu Dazhang glanced around.

This family’s living conditions were far better than the previous one.

The house was clearly over seventy square meters. The decor was old, but clearly carefully arranged.

Just the property, without renovation, was worth over two million.

After sitting on the sofa, the woman placed two bottles of drinks in front of Yu Dazhang and Ma Jian.

“Officers, ask away. I’ve been waiting for you. That hospital is definitely problematic.”

Yu Dazhang looked at the woman and noticed deep hatred in her eyes—as if she’d been wronged.

“Are you so certain you didn’t missee?” he asked.

“Absolutely,” the woman nodded firmly:

“I went in to see my child—how could I possibly have misseen?”

“They called it the resuscitation room, but to me it was no different from an operating room—barely thirty square meters. One glance covered the whole space.”

“The child couldn’t have been…” Yu Dazhang swallowed the rest of his words.

Where else could the child be besides the bed? It wasn’t like he’d be hidden in a corner.

Doctors and nurses surrounded the bed, yet left the child in a corner.

The image was unimaginable.

So, no need to consider other places—if the child wasn’t on the medical bed, the hospital was at fault.

Yu Dazhang changed the subject.

“After you called the police, how long did it take them to arrive?”

The woman thought back:

“Not long, I didn’t check the time—I was too frantic.”

“Estimate,” Yu Dazhang said calmly, as if asking about something ordinary.

At this moment, he mustn’t pressure her—show enough seriousness, but make her feel this was just a casual chat.

If she thought it was an interrogation, it would backfire.

“About ten to fifteen minutes.”

After answering, she added a defense for the officers:

“The pediatrics ward is on the fourth floor—it takes time to get up there. They arrived quickly.”

Ten to fifteen minutes to bring someone back… Yu Dazhang and the woman were thinking of entirely different things.

He was calculating travel time.

If the child had truly been moved, it must have happened while he was unconscious.

With so many people around, they couldn’t simply carry or drag him away.

The best method would be a transfer bed or wheelchair.

No, even a wheelchair wouldn’t work.

A person cannot sit steadily in a wheelchair unconsciously; securing them with straps or similar aids would surely raise suspicion.

That leaves only the transfer stretcher.

From the first floor to the fourth floor of the hospital, including elevator time, even with perfect clearance, this journey takes at least ten minutes.

Thus, even if the child was truly moved, they never left the hospital premises.

Then the question arises.

Even if they intended to do something to the child, why move them to another part of the hospital first?

Isn’t that like taking off your pants to fart—completely unnecessary?

Or perhaps some things cannot be done in the emergency room.

(End of Chapter)