At 6:07 a.m. the next day, when the first ray of sunshine rose as usual in the eastern sky of Maocheng, the door of the emergency operating room of the People's Hospital, which had been closed all night, was also pushed open.
The moment the door opened, a group of people guarding the door surrounded him.
Among these people, even those who had a relatively short waiting time had been waiting in front of the door for three hours, and some of them had been waiting for five or six hours.
You know! The consequences of this incident are far more serious than Hu Biao intended.
A person in charge of a foreign business was actually seriously injured on his own land, and the second phase of the project, which had invested hundreds of millions, was just a critical moment after it had just started.
For the sake of subsequent economic growth index, in order to reduce the impact of the incident after it is spread.
The big shots in the relevant departments of Maocheng immediately took action.
During most of the night, they showed up at the hospital one after another to understand the situation and gave instructions that they must do their best to rescue him.
During the long night that followed, of course they would not stay here waiting for the result.
But their secretary, as well as some of the brains in the case-handling unit, have been waiting here for the final outcome of the rescue operation.
After all, was anyone beaten to death? This is very important for the subsequent development of the situation.
When a middle-aged doctor in a white coat took the lead and walked out of the operating room, the city secretary who was walking at the front spoke eagerly:
"Director Qian, what was the result of the rescue? How is the current condition of Mr. Beihara, the merchant?"
After working all night, my waist almost broke from exhaustion. After hearing this, Director Qian of the Brain Surgery Department took off his mask and his expression became even more ugly.
After organizing his words, he gave an answer that made everyone wonder whether they should be happy or sad:
"Mr. Kitahara was able to be rescued, and he is basically out of danger now; but the stick hit him too hard, causing huge and irreversible damage to Mr. Kitahara's head.
He may not be able to wake up in the future and become what everyone calls a vegetative state; or there is a greater chance that after Mr. Kitahara wakes up successfully, his IQ will be greatly affected."
'The IQ will be greatly affected.' When such a relatively euphemistic description was uttered by the rescue doctor, everyone present was instinctively confused.
Then when they reacted, they almost cursed:
Damn it! Doesn’t this mean that this unlucky kid Shihiro Kitahara is likely to be beaten into a fool?
After looking at each other wordlessly for more than ten seconds, the city secretary sighed, walked to the end of the corridor and started making a phone call, in order to tell his boss the latest news.
When he came back from the phone call, his face was already serious.
To the several city bureau SIR heads present, he began to convey his boss's opinions solemnly:
"Senior Official Yuan asked me to tell you that the situation of this incident is very bad and may have a very bad impact on international public opinion. Therefore, within three days, you must give a good result to this incident."
"Guaranteed to complete the mission." A series of powerful voices sounded from the mouths of a group of high-level SIRs...
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Two hours later, Ye Guozheng, whose eyes were red because he had not slept all night, hurriedly walked into the headquarters building of Maocheng City Bureau.
As he walked, people kept saying hello to him enthusiastically, and the greeting of 'Captain Ye' could not be heard without stopping.
But even so, there was no smile at all on Ye Guozheng's face. He had a stern face and even his greetings were so perfunctory.
In fact, he cannot be blamed for this matter. The main reason is that as the criminal captain of the city bureau, Kitahara Shihiro's case undoubtedly fell on his head.
The deadline of three days to achieve a good result now makes him a little breathless.
After a busy night, and after rushing back to the meeting room of the city bureau from the scene of the crime, he asked a series of questions before he even had time to sit down:
"Does Zhu Xiulian have any other clues? Has the suspect's simulated portrait been released?"
"Based on the confession provided by Zhu Xiulian, we urgently interviewed her boss, factory security guards, and hotel waiters. We initially determined that all the statements in her transcript were true, and Kitahara Shihiro was also suspected of intending to forcefully have a relationship with her.
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In view of this, everything about this incident must be a coincidence.
In addition, the suspect's portrait also came out, but we compared it again in the internal system and could not find a person with sufficient matching."
One of his subordinates answered affirmatively and raised the folder in his hand.
It was also such a statement that allowed Ye Guozheng to initially rule out the possibility that Zhu Xiulian colluded with the suspect and then committed the crime.
Even counting, she can be said to be a victim.
Then, when he took a look at the image of a man who looked like a gorilla on the folder, Ye Guozheng almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
As a senior criminal captain, he has enough knowledge that timid female victims may experience too much stimulation at the scene and may have some outrageous and exaggerated memories.
But the memory called Zhu Xiulian, it seems a bit excessive to exaggerate it like this.
After quickly adjusting his mood, he asked with anticipation the most crucial point: "How are the three guys caught on the construction site doing?"
What makes Ye Guozheng so nervous is because as long as it can be proven that these three people committed the crime.
So by solving the case in such a short period of time, he really showed his face in front of a big shot.
"The test results on the wooden stick have come out. The blood stains on it have been confirmed to be those of the victim Shihiro Kitahara. Except for the fingerprints of Fatty Satoshi, there are no fingerprints of anyone else on it."
Another senior subordinate opened his mouth and gave such good news.
Hearing this, Ye Guozheng immediately became excited. This was completely irrefutable and powerful evidence. Coupled with some auxiliary confessions and evidence, this guy could be nailed to Fat Zaicong.
Unfortunately, some bad news continued to be reported:
"But according to the confessions of Fat Zai Cong and another Ma Zai, they had been gambling in the dormitory last night, and they only left the game shortly before the crime. At least ten people can prove this. In theory, Fat Zai Cong committed the crime at the time
It’s quite hasty.”
After a moment of silence, Ye Guozheng still gave his opinion:
"The rush of time does not mean that the crime cannot be committed. There is no crime at all, so now we focus our breakthrough on Fat Zai Cong and his two younger brothers.
Of course, don't relax in other aspects of the investigation. I will ask for help to check the surrounding and station videos to see if I can find the people in the portrait.
After all, our internal system is easy to use, but it is not 100% flawless. What if the suspect really looks like this?
In addition, for other people on the construction site, adopt a monitoring method that is tight on the outside and loose on the inside. If the perpetrator is someone else, there is a high chance that he is among them."
In this way, a large number of SIRs from the Maocheng City Bureau became busy mainly in these directions.
So a few moments later, Fat Zai Cong, who had been interrogated all night, was the contractor Lao Wang who came after hearing the news. In great anger, he was slapped to the ground with a 50-pound slap.
Just when Lao Wang raised his feet and planned to add a few more soles.
The interrogator who had just had a quick breakfast appeared in front of Fatty Cong again.
Fatty Cong, whose ears were still buzzing, looked at the interrogators in front of him and thought about everything he had experienced last night.
Unable to bear it any longer, he suddenly burst into tears.
Why did he become the key target of these SIRs, and then he came back after leaving for a while...
At the same time, in a high-end office building in the island country, there was an ink chemical company in the large island country that accounts for a quarter of the world's ink production.
Kitahara Yuji cursed "Baga~" and at the same time, he slammed the landline phone in his hand on the desk.
The reason why he was so angry was that what happened in Maocheng had been reported here.
Not only was Shihiro Kitahara who was beaten into a fool, he was also the younger brother of Yuji Kitahara, the director of the company.
In order to support the development of his younger brother, he had spent a lot of effort and owed a lot of favors to the position of the person in charge of the Maocheng factory.
More importantly, Shihiro Kitahara is also one of the peripheral members of the organization. While working in China, he shoulders relatively important secret tasks:
Find the traces of the members of the Xinhua National Team, and then track them down all the way and kill them when they are most vulnerable.
So there may be something huge behind this attack.
After trying hard to calm down, he took out his mobile phone and entered a string of phone numbers that he remembered deeply.
After the call was connected, he reported respectfully: "Dear Commander, I think the incident involving Kitahara Shihiro cannot be taken lightly.
So I will find a way to put it into operation and personally go to the factory in Maocheng to take charge of the follow-up processing to see if this incident is an accident or if our organization's layout in China has been exposed.
In addition, I also applied to take up the responsibility of tracing the new commander and team of China.
Anyway, according to the operating rules of the system, no matter where we are, it will not affect the next system task; however, I will have to ask others to help bring my equipment when the time comes."
After finally hanging up the phone, Kitahara Yuji walked into the president's office with a look of sadness on his face.
PS: The author of Poujie has been doing his duty honestly throughout his life. The limited number of times he went to the bureau was just to get his ID card.
Therefore, in the above plot, there is no intention to underestimate SIR's ability; if you feel that it is, it is definitely because the author is not good enough.
Suggestions for relevant modifications can be made later, and the author will make corresponding modifications.