Special Forces Medic

"Isn't Director Lin curious about the disappearance at that time?"

"It's been so many years, why are you looking for someone now?" Lin Zhifang reclined in his chair. To say he wasn't curious about the events back then would be a lie. Even at his current position, that curiosity might have been forgotten if not stirred up, but the person before him seemed to see right through him, igniting that curiosity. Lin Zhifang suppressed the compassion in his heart, more interested now in the forensic expert's reasoning compared to before.

"Recently, a friend acquired a valuable item, but upon verification, it was found to be a counterfeit, so they asked me to find the maker."

"There are many people who can create counterfeits now. How do you determine it's Hong Lian?"

"There aren't many who can create pieces with over ninety percent accuracy to the original. I've privately investigated these individuals and ruled them out, which is why I'd like to ask Director Lin to use your privileges to assist. You should have this authority."

He did have the authority to access the central system to browse past records, but doing so would leave a login trail. Is it worth it? Lin Zhifang's face showed a hint of distress. At this point, the forensic expert stood up. "If Director Lin finds it difficult, I won't force you, it's just..."

"Let me think about it, logging into the central system isn't such an easy task; a corresponding report needs to be prepared."

"I see!" The forensic expert nodded understandingly. "I won't put you in a tough spot. How about you give me the login account and password, that way even if tracked, it won't be related to you."

"Let me think about it." Lin Zhifang still hesitated to agree, he needed to carefully consider the stakes involved. "Oh, by the way, I had Officer Wu handle other cases, you're our forensic expert, it would be more factual if you explained Fatty Wang's case yourself."

"Director Lin, this doesn't seem to align with regulations, I shouldn't have duties or qualifications in this area."

"The bureau is short-staffed, and there are many cases, this is just a trivial task, you can handle it while you're at it."

"Alright!" The forensic expert picked up the report on Fatty Wang's death by suicide, glanced at the second report, and promptly tore the second report into pieces. "I hope Director Lin considers promptly, my friend spent quite a bit of money and is determined to find Hong Lian."

An equivalent exchange! If I'm doing something for you, naturally you have to cover for me. The forensic expert walked out with the report, leaving Lin Zhifang, who was far from calm. No matter how he calculated, he felt he was at a loss. Honestly, even if the forensic expert presented the homicide report, what difference would it make?

Does Wang Zhanting have to confess that Fatty Wang committed a crime himself? Now, his silence is a form of protection, even if he's deceased, the Wang Family's reputation still needs to be preserved. The inside might not matter, but the exterior should still be shiny and pristine.

Lin Zhifang picked up the phone and dialed Secretary Luo to report on the new developments. The other party made no particular moves, simply saying 'understood' before hanging up. Lin Zhifang did not report the matter of Hong Lian, having been prepared before making the call. However, people's thoughts are strange; they often change their minds at the last moment.

Mu Rongyun encountered Wu Shuang again in the hallway, she was clearly preparing to go out. Seeing her holding car keys, he approached. "Officer Wu, are you heading out?"

"Hmm, just going for a drive." Wu Shuang quickly noticed the report in his hand. "This..."

"Director Lin said the bureau's work is heavy, asked me to deliver a report on his behalf. If you have nothing else to do, could you give me a lift? I'm really not good at this, you know my expertise is on the operating table, not with words." The forensic expert awkwardly scratched his head, unwilling but unable to refuse.

"Are you going to Wang Zhanting's place?" Military hospitals generally offer external services, and with Wang Zhanting's status, he should be treated in a protected area clinic.

"I'm not sure where to go. Who do you usually deliver reports to?"

"Immediate family members."

"Oh, then let's go there."

"Won't you notify them in advance?" Wu Shuang saw the forensic expert stride out without a second thought, quickly catching up to him.

"He's dead, so they should be at home."

"I'm not going in with you." The car stopped outside Jingshan Villa, Wu Shuang pointed to the third house in line. "That's Fatty Wang's residence."

"Hmm, you wait here." After taking a deep breath, the forensic expert got out of the car and walked to the white villa. An elderly man came out to greet him. After saying a few words at the door, the forensic expert walked back towards Wu Shuang.

"What happened?"

"You were right, I should've called ahead, Wang Zhantian isn't home." The forensic expert closed the car door in frustration.

"That's normal, Wang Zhanting is hospitalized, he might be there to accompany him." Wu Shuang started the car and turned around. "Are we heading to the hospital now?"

"I left the report with their butler. If there's anything, they'll contact the police station." The forensic expert leaned to one side childishly. "All I need to do is deliver the report, as long as it's in their hands, it's fine."

"You seem quite unwilling." Wu Shuang focused on the road ahead, which was bumpy, causing the car to jolt a few times.

"Yes, a little." As the car jostled, the forensic expert changed his posture several times. "I'm just..."

"Just what?" Wu Shuang turned to look at the forensic expert, watching him remove his glasses and wipe the dust with a tissue, his long eyelashes fluttering.

"It's nothing, just feeling a bit aggrieved."

"Because Director Lin asked you to deliver the report?"

"I made two reports on Fatty Wang's cause of death."

"Oh?"

"Does Officer Wu think Fatty Wang committed suicide? My second report suggests homicide, in fact, Director Lin called me before we headed to the maritime institute."

"I think I know what it was about." As soon as the forensic expert spoke, Wu Shuang knew Lin Zhifang had given prior notice before the autopsy, no wonder the forensic expert came to the conclusion of suicide immediately. "What I don't understand is why issue a second report."

"Like Officer Wu, from our professional standpoint, fabricating results violates our principles."

"Just for that, I don't think you need to feel wronged, think positively, it's nothing."

"I don't mind, with Lin Zhifang taking responsibility. I just find it annoying that he uses this matter to negotiate terms with me."

Wu Shuang looked at the forensic expert again, finding it rare for this person to talk so much, especially complaints directed at her. It's a seldom occurrence. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)