Novice Forensic Doctor

Chapter 230: Chapter 227 Dismissal_1

Xu Dayuan gave him a white look, knowing this little trick only too well. It was obviously food guarding, afraid that someone else would share his meal.

"You just eat it yourself. I think you are heading towards 250 pounds. Even with boxed lunches, you eat more and take more."

Mr. Zhao seemed not to hear, nor was he angry, and he quickly finished his meal. By that time, Zhou Ning had already finished writing.

Zhu Xingxing grabbed the autopsy record book and began to copy down what Zhou Ning had just written. It was then that she realized that her own recorded autopsy information was missing so much content. Yet upon reflection, it was all things that Zhou Ning had mentioned.

She pursed her lips, clearly understanding that Zhou Ning was teaching her, and she couldn’t help but feel more grateful in her heart.

She quickly poured a cup of warm water for Zhou Ning and brought it to him. Zhou Ning, without being polite, slowly ate his boxed lunch and drank a cup of water, while Xu Dayuan had finished reading all of the content.

"Has the leader visited the victim’s workplace?"

Xu Dayuan nodded, not sitting down, still standing in front of the whiteboard.

Zhou Ning also turned his head to look at Xu Dayuan. This person hadn’t gone to lunch, rushing over in a hurry; clearly there were issues with the identity investigation of the deceased. And this deceased being from the Ludong Guanghai Pharmaceutical Group warranted Zhou Ning’s extra attention. freёwebnovel.com

Xu Dayuan, uncharacteristically, was not impatient, but his facial expression grew darker.

"Yes, the deceased, Fang Wenjie, was the financial director of Ludong Guanghai Pharmaceutical Group. However, on December 22nd last year, he was dismissed due to financial fraud."

Zhou Ning paused.

"Dismissed?"

Xu Dayuan nodded.

"We found the leaders of Ludong Guanghai Pharmaceutical Group, and they had the HR manager bring out relevant documents, including an official red-headed document along with connected information about the financial fraud.

The person in charge said that at the time they considered calling the police, but for fear of impacting the stock prices of Ludong Guanghai Pharmaceutical Group, they decided to issue a dismissal notice instead of firing him. Their legal department also signed an agreement with the deceased, reserving all rights to prosecute Fang Wenjie.

As for the deceased’s family, I haven’t visited yet. I thought I’d bring you along with me for a visit, especially since according to the group’s staff, this Fang Wenjie owned two properties and a car. Mr. Zeng and Mr. Tao have gone to the victim’s residential community; the house was confirmed, but the car was not found according to the vehicle number.

As for the deceased’s accounts, Mr. Bai has already checked. There is more than 1.72 million on the account, with no large transactions, and we’ve also located the victim’s ex-husband; Liu Yufei is bringing him in. This person is a former financial staff member from a subsidiary of Beishan Group, but now operates independently, and the two had no children."

Looking at the pile of the dead’s clothes on the whiteboard, Zhou Ning was also confused. His first thought upon discovering the victim was divorced had been that the ex-husband committed the murder, and it seemed Xu Dayuan had thought the same.

But now with the entanglement of old issues like Fang Wenjie’s fraudulent accounting, Zhou Ning’s mind was also in a bit of a mess.

"Since that is the case, let’s have Mr. Zhao and Mr. Yang go with you for a visit."

Xu Dayuan was startled.

"What do you mean you won’t go?"

Zhou Ning raised his hand and pointed upstairs.

"The leaders from Huining Province are still here; they’ve just been following the autopsy for a while, and Dr. Lu and the others are explaining the software, even Mr. Hu is following along, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for me not to show up."

Xu Dayuan smacked his forehead, having forgotten this detail.

"Then you stay. I’ve sent someone to check the deceased’s call records, hoping to find something. When will the lab results be out?"

Mr. Zhao sighed, spread his hands, his gesture as if to say, "It’s not what I’m saying, but look at Xu Dayuan, that’s just the way he is." However, he was glared at by Xu Dayuan and instantly became as meek as a quail, becoming very serious.

"They were sent for examination at two in the afternoon; even if the results are out, it won’t be until tonight. I’ll send you the results as soon as I get them. Also, when we went to the scene earlier, I had Sun Gaotie check out the junk car on the north side.

It seems someone’s been living inside; there’s a pile of doors, windows, beams, and square steel at the back, and there’s a camera, but we didn’t see anyone. I suggest you have someone check it out, copy their surveillance footage. That angle, it can see the condition of the road at the corner of the crime scene. After all, the incident happened on the east side."

Xu Dayuan patted Zhou Ning’s shoulder.

"Don’t worry, I’ve left people there. I saw that junk car too when you asked Sun Gaotie to check, these guys are half-thieves and rarely clean-handed. Just a little scare, and you’d know quite a few things."

Zhou Ning raised his eyebrows, remembering that the two who reported the crime collected junk. Could those two have unearthed something?

"Is there a problem with the reporters?"

Xu Dayuan laughed.

"No big deal, it’s already been handed over to the public security squadron for a lesson. That stuff is not our concern. However, those two were scared to death; didn’t get anything significant from them. Alright, we’re leaving now, we’ll be in touch by phone later."

With that, Xu Dayuan left with them. Sun Gaotie and Zhu Xingxing also wanted to go and learn, and Zhou Ning naturally didn’t stop them. After washing his hands again, he went to the lab.

As soon as he entered, he saw Dr. Lu talking.

Zhou Ning quickly found a corner to sit, and before his buttocks even touched the seat, Dr. Lu was already looking at him, almost as if spotting a savior and gesturing for Zhou Ning to come over.

"It seems that Dr. Zhou has finished with the autopsy business, so let’s have him come over and share some insights about the practical application of the software. I think he has more authority to speak, after all, I’m just a developer."

Seeing everyone’s gaze, Zhou Ning had no choice but to stand up.

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Half an hour later.

The Iveco van stopped in front of Building 22 at No. 123 Shangliu Jiayuan, Beizhai Street, Tongshan District.

Once out of the van, Yang Xuetong went to grab some things, and Mr. Zhao began to complain.

"I mean, leader, you’re hands-on with every case, not giving your subordinates a chance to live. It’s fine for us to follow you to a crime scene, but not even assigning a driver, that’s just too much," Mr. Zhao griped.

Xu Dayuan raised his hand, and Mr. Zhao quickly dodged.

"You’re getting too big for your britches, you brat. All you do is eat and run your mouth every day. Isn’t it because you’ve got too much energy? You should find yourself a partner; you’re already 27," Xu Da teased.

Mr. Zhao’s face fell immediately, as he raised his hands in surrender.

"Boss, make it quick if you’re going to execute me. My dad has just changed guard duties, and I’ve finally stopped hearing their nagging, and now you start this. I think bringing Zhu Xingxing into our team was your idea," Mr. Zhao said, his voice very low because Zhu Xingxing was already getting out of the car to pick up some items. Xu Dayuan shot a glance and gave Mr. Zhao a kick in the butt.

"Stop trying to act smart, just hurry upstairs," Xu Da ordered.

The three of them were a bit confused, looking at the tall building in front of them, not knowing which way to go.

"We don’t know which building or have seen anyone come to unlock the door, let alone a whole team of people," they mumbled.

Mr. Zhao curled his lip, noticeably dissatisfied, but he didn’t dare to talk back. He patted Yang Xuetong and quickly pointed to the entrance of one of the buildings.

"You really don’t know? Don’t you bring your ears with you to the autopsies? Especially Zhu Xingxing, you’ve been following Zhou Xiaozhou all the time in the autopsy room. Mr. Xia analyzed the victim’s identity and shared the known information right away. Your ears are utterly useless. It’s room 1201 in building 22, unit 4," Mr. Zhao said.

Following the direction Mr. Zhao pointed, they headed towards unit 4. Before they even entered, they saw police officers inside the unit, and only then did they realize it was indeed too cold standing outside in the sheltered and windy area.

The police officers, seeing Mr. Zhao and his team, proactively held the door open.

"Mr. Zhao, you guys have arrived. Where’s our chief?" one officer asked.

Mr. Zhao gestured backwards with his thumb.

"Xu Da is on the phone and will come later. We’ll go up first. We don’t need a residential elevator card here, do we?" he inquired.

The young officer quickly replied:

"The property management is waiting by the elevator. Mr. Zhao, you can just go straight there."

Mr. Zhao acknowledged with a knowing look, but the others were somewhat bewildered, not understanding why an elevator card was needed. Was it like a hotel where only a room card would allow elevator access?

Without any further discussion, they arrived at the elevator lobby, where indeed two manager-like people were waiting. One of them, with a professional smile, signaled for them to follow.

Taking the elevator, they went directly to 1201.

As they arrived, they were at the entrance where shoes were changed. The front door was wide open with police officers standing by the door who, upon seeing Mr. Zhao and the others, waved them through. Zhu Xingxing, accustomed to high society, couldn’t help but marvel:

"This apartment must have cost a pretty penny, what with direct lift access to each residence, butler service, individual fire alarm systems, and provisions for fire hydrants and extinguishers. It’s indeed very well-equipped."

Mr. Yang greeted the officers to confirm that the locksmiths had left. The locks had been electronically unlocked with gloves on, leaving no traces—not the traditional forced entry or break-in methods, but quite professional, preserving the original state of the door as much as possible.

Mr. Zhao got ready at the entrance without any fuss.

"Old Yang and I will go in first, you two wait a moment. Sun Gao Tie, you take care of collecting fingerprints from the elevator buttons and the perimeter of the entrance door. As for the shoe cabinet, Zhu Xingxing, examine it and check for fingerprints."

As he spoke, Mr. Zhao turned and looked down at the ground, where a very dainty pair of leather slippers were placed.

Stepping over, he entered the room first. Upon entering, he could see the south side featured a floor-to-ceiling window revealing a scenic mountain view. A few remote controls scattered on the coffee table were for electric curtains, the lift laundry rack, the projector, and more.

The accent wall featured retro styling, with an oversized fireplace and a side switch that could be flicked on for a burning flame effect, creating a cozy atmosphere. Above the fireplace hung numerous photos.

Mr. Zhao continuously took pictures; most were of the deceased, along with an elderly couple and a photo of a woman standing behind them—which Mr. Zhao guessed were the victim’s parents.

After a quick survey of the living room, dining room, kitchen, and storeroom—all impeccably clean as if untouched by dust—he found no footprints on the ground and no signs of a struggle, as though the homeowner had just stepped out.

Heading down the hallway, he saw the main bedroom and study room on the south side, a guest room, and a gym on the north. Particularly in the gym, the walls and ceiling were made of glass, while a thick carpet covered the floor, contrasting with wooden flooring in the other rooms.

Yang Xuetong came out from the direction of the main bedroom and study, shaking his head at Mr. Zhao.