[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner":3,"chapter-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-211":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Nation's Forensic Medical Examiner",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2326906,4551,"Chapter 211","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-211",211,"\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan finished cooking the meal and fed it to Hou Lejia, who had no choice but to chew and swallow it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The teams originally dispatched to search for people began systematically tracking down fences on the underground market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The criminal investigation capacity of Longli County was truly lackluster. Jiang Yuan had first practiced fingerprint analysis on Longli County cases, and now it was clear this wasn’t without reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overall, aside from the police dog Hezi—outstanding in performance and good-looking—the rest of the Longli County Criminal Investigation Team’s operational skills were solidly below average.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, there was nothing to say about it; rankings always have order. Education can be joyful, but reality isn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the police force was organized and began mobilizing institutional power, any “underground figures” were merely petty hooligans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a weak police force like Longli County had over a hundred officers, could request hundreds of armed police reinforcements, and had support from grassroots units… In terms of raw power, underground figures had zero resistance capability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within just a few hours, a shop owner who had long dealt in fencing stolen goods was dragged back to the Criminal Investigation Team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In general, the Longli County Criminal Investigation Team had above-average skills in traditional investigation and tracking—likely tied to Hou Lejia’s personality and methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His squad leaders were mostly older men; in today’s environment, a cop who couldn’t climb walls had his case-solving ability diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this mainly showed in their self-reliance: once food was placed before them, they chewed fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also looked menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after, the first captured fence began confessing in full:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I like cycling myself, so I opened a bike shop. Nowadays, all bike shops organize cycling events, and that’s how I met Li Qiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He told me his name was Li Qiang, so I remembered it that way. I don’t know his real name—we can’t check people’s ID cards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cycling events are private affairs—no ID needed. People just gather, agree on a time, and ride together. All bike shops do this now; if you don’t organize events, no one has a reason to use your bikes. Who still bikes to work these days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sometimes Li Qiang brought bikes to sell me; sometimes parts. Sometimes he said they were his, sometimes his friends’. I never thought much about it… really…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cyclists love swapping parts. Some replace them every month—more frequently than Li Qiang. I never thought… replacing a crankset, changing the chain—how normal is that? When you speed up, you need new calipers, rotors, hubs… After replacing everything, you end up changing the fork and rear dropout, then need a new crankset again…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interrogating officer, who had kept a stern face throughout, couldn’t hold back: “Is this a pig-killing scam? Illegal, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shop owner quickly protested: “We’re just upgrading gear! Campers are even worse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re ripping off customers like this—and you still take stolen goods?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I really didn’t know these were stolen. He told me he ran a team that upgraded gear and sold bikes…” The shop owner’s voice grew quieter. He knew something was off, but he was making money—why care?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did Li Weibin sell anything besides bikes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shop owner hesitated for a few seconds, then said: “I bought a graphics card from him. Back then, they were impossible to find. I said I’d pay extra for a 30-series card. Li Qiang said he could get one… He brought it later, and I bought it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“List all the shops you’ve fenced for.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officer acted like a cold, emotionless juicer, squeezing the shop owner dry before tossing him into detention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a case reached this level, detention was mandatory—even minor, ordinary cases now got swept up. They’d be charged separately, but escape was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After one shop owner was interrogated, another was brought in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, they understood Li Weibin’s fencing pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d disassemble items and distribute them to specialized shops. His theft targets were always goods with high secondhand turnover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like bikes and graphics cards, he frequently stole luxury bags, luxury shoes, pet supplies, computer and phone parts, fishing gear, camping gear, aquarium equipment, cameras, musical instruments… He even stole a dragonfish once—heard it was valuable, but couldn’t sell it, so he stopped after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some shop owners had intended to fence; others hadn’t. But Li Weibin offered low prices, so they didn’t care. Some were completely unaware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But regardless, all of them would now have to negotiate with prosecutors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, Li Weibin had his own ideas about fencing—and he’d indeed built a formidable reputation on the underground circuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Interrogation room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She laid out a series of photos in front of Li Weibin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photos were portraits of the shop owners, all wearing prison uniforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin’s expression shifted from indifference to growing shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of you, these shop owners have all been arrested,” Deputy Chief She said in a deep, penetrating tone. “Not counting the eight already in detention, we’re still arresting others along this trail. Your reputation on the underground has just exploded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin looked down at the table: eight large photos, four on top, four below—all familiar faces of the shop owners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From south to north, west to east, Li Weibin had traveled for years like a migratory swallow, cultivating relationships with these shop owners—this had been his competitive edge in his line of work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been proud of this. But he never imagined they’d all end up here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can’t arrest people without cause!” Li Weibin suddenly cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She smiled. “They all helped you fence stolen goods. How is that without cause?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin fell silent for a moment, then said: “It’s just fencing. What’s so wrong with that? I’m willing to sell, they’re willing to buy—why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin’s words lacked logic, but they followed his own internal reasoning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In slightly more empathetic terms, Li Weibin was a classic example of someone who never integrated into society—he neither understood nor accepted social norms or laws, acting purely on emotion and personal whim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In blunt terms, Li Weibin was uneducated and spouted nonsense whenever things got tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She had handled countless criminals. Li Weibin wasn’t unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Li Weibin shouted a few more times, the officer raised a hand to interrupt him: “Criminal Law Article 312: Concealing or covering up criminal proceeds carries up to three years’ imprisonment, detention, or surveillance, plus a fine. If the circumstances are severe, the sentence is three to seven years.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She looked at Li Weibin. “Do you know what ‘severe circumstances’ means?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How should I know?” Li Weibin sulked, twisting away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Severe circumstances’ means cases involving five or more stolen, robbed, swindled, or snatched motor vehicles, or total value exceeding 500,000 yuan.” Deputy Chief She pointed to the photos before Li Weibin. “These people will each serve over three years because of you. Guess what your underground reputation will be now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She made a fireworks explosion gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin froze, then struggled violently: “You’re framing me! You’re setting me up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t tell us where Liu Yiyi is, we’ll keep arresting people—every shop owner you dealt with, one by one. And we’ll say they were all named by you.” Deputy Chief She knew exactly what Li Weibin wanted—and now he was destroying it for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reputation on the underground meant nothing to some; to others, they’d slit open their own bellies to prove it was just a bowl of cold jelly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Weibin knew he’d killed someone and faced no good end—so he clung to the idea of leaving behind a good reputation. At least, the good reputation he believed in within his own limited world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw it shattered before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I tell you, will you release them?” Li Weibin suddenly looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She slowly shook his head. “I can plead for leniency to the prosecutor. But releasing them? Impossible. If you don’t confess now, more people will be arrested.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what are you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop bargaining. The sooner you confess, the fewer people will be arrested later.” Deputy Chief She echoed Li Weibin’s logic, pinning him firmly against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After several seconds of silent thought—perhaps the longest he’d ever thought in his life—he spoke: “I gave the child to a black-market broker. He treats children well. I talked with him before—he’s from a village where people want children but can’t have them. These buyers are ideal. I wanted to help them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the black-market broker’s name?” Deputy Chief She’s temple veins throbbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just call him Old Wang, Brother Wang. The one at the very end of Jianshe Road, number six.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She immediately stood up and rushed out to report to his superiors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within moments, two teams were assembled and dispatched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deputy Chief She returned, sat across from Li Weibin, and asked through the iron bars: “How did you meet this black-market broker?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I went fishing. He runs a countryside inn. Sometimes I’d steal dried goods—dried abalone, sea cucumber, fish maw—and bring them to him…” Li Weibin explained their connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hou Lejia, listening to the confession through the surveillance, stood frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He arranged officers to make arrests while growling: “Bring Hezi back? Not worth it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning back, he wanted to say something to Jiang Yuan—but Jiang Yuan was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan answered the phone: “Director Liu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Liu had a car accident. I’m Gao Qiang—we’ve met before, remember?” The voice on the other end introduced himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember. You’re Senior Police Superintendent Third Class at the Provincial Department. How’s Director Liu? Where did the accident happen?” Jiang Yuan instinctively sensed something wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Qiang grunted: “It happened at Zifengshan Coal Mine. Right front tire blew out, car rolled down the mountain. All airbags deployed. He’s got some facial injuries, but he’s alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1641,"2026-06-20T18:55:02.212Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","318d489df79c2d268fb4f9799915fa27ad75fde271318484d50a9a7b89586fc9","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-212","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-210",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg"]