"We have no reason to go to these warehouse managers, and there is also no reason to ask the personnel in the personnel department to find out the addresses of those warehouse managers. If the murderer knew about it, he would be suspicious," Zhang Fan explained.
I saw Ma Zhiyong patting his forehead lightly, with a bitter look on his face: "What's wrong with my head? Hey..."
"It's just urgent, it's okay..." Zhang Fan comforted him.
"Then how can we get the address of the off-duty treasury manager?" Ma Zhiyong looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Go to the Human Resources Department." Zhang Fan replied.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, a look of surprise appeared on Ma Zhiyong's face, and then he asked: "Go directly?"
"Yes! Go directly!" Zhang Fan nodded heavily.
"If we call and ask for the address, we might arouse the murderer's suspicion. If we go directly, wouldn't it make the murderer more suspicious?" Ma Zhiyong asked.
"No, don't worry." Zhang Fan said with a hoarse smile, "I fired Li Jinxiang today because I didn't follow the hospital's procedures. Let's go to the Human Resources Department together to look at Li Jinxiang's relevant information.
, it’s also normal. While looking at Li Jinxiang’s relevant information, let’s just take a look at the warehouse manager’s address.”
"Yes! After what happened to Li Jinxiang, it is indeed normal for the two of us to go to the personnel department for a walk." Ma Zhiyong responded, "Then let's go."
Later, Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong went to the Human Resources Department together.
After arriving at the Human Resources Department, Ma Zhiyong and Zhang Fan asked the people in the Human Resources Department for Li Jinxiang's information. While looking at Li Jinxiang's information, they picked up the medical staff information of another hospital and looked at it, and found the addresses of the two warehouse managers.
After that, Zhang Fan silently remembered it in his heart.
Then Zhang Fan and the two of them left the hospital directly and drove to a housekeeper named Zhu. In less than 10 minutes, they arrived at the housekeeper named Zhu. There was only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old at home.
, the boy was the son of the treasury manager surnamed Zhu. The boy told Zhang Fan and the two that his father had gone to work, so Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong left directly, and then did not go to the treasury manager surnamed Liu.
Before the two of them left the hospital, they didn't ask anyone in the drug library who should be working today. In fact, they were afraid that the murderer would find out and arouse the murderer's suspicion. After all, the murderer was in the dark.
The two soon arrived at the door of the housekeeper surnamed Liu. The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man about 50 years old. This man was slightly stout, and the hair on his head was extremely sparse. He already showed signs of baldness. At the same time,
, full of alcohol.
"Liu Fuqing?" Ma Zhiyong looked at the middle-aged man and asked.
"Yes, I am Liu Fuqing, who are you?" The middle-aged man frowned at Zhang Fan and asked lazily.
Due to the influence of alcohol, although his body was leaning against the door, it was still swaying and seemed to be in danger of falling to the ground.
"I am Ma Zhiyong." Ma Zhiyong said solemnly. At the same time, he took out his work ID and handed it to Liu Fuqing.
Liu Fuqing took the certificate and looked at it carefully. Then he was shocked when he saw it. Then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Ma Zhiyong and said: "Dean Ma! It turned out to be the Ma Academy.
long!"
"Come to the room quickly, come to the room to invite me!" Then he saw Liu Fuqing enthusiastically making an invitation gesture. It was obvious that he had sobered up a bit from the drunkenness.
Ma Zhiyong subconsciously turned his attention to Zhang Fan, and he was asking Zhang Fan's opinion.
"Let's go in!" Zhang Fan said.
Ma Zhiyong nodded, and then entered Liu Fuqing's home with Zhang Fan.
Liu Fuqing noticed the way Ma Zhiyong looked at Zhang Fan, and he immediately concluded that this young man was not a simple person.
After the two entered the house, they sat down on the sofa in Liu Fuqing's house. Although Liu Fuqing's house was a little dilapidated, it was still very clean.
While pouring tea for Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong, Liu Fuqing said: "I didn't eat last night. After getting off the morning shift today, I bought some braised food and drank some by myself. Don't get me wrong, please."
Not an alcoholic."
Ma Zhiyong came close to Zhang Fan and whispered in Zhang Fan's ear: "Mr. Zhang, did you see anything on his face? Is he contaminated by evil spirits?"
"Judging from his appearance, he has not been contaminated with evil spirits." Zhang Fan replied.
As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Liu Fuqing turned around and walked towards Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong with an embarrassed look on his face. Then he put the teacup in front of Zhang Fan and Ma Zhiyong and said with a smile: "Two leaders have tea.
"
"Thank you." Zhang Fan thanked him, and then continued, "Don't worry, we didn't misunderstand."
Liu Fuqing looked at Zhang Fan and smiled, then sat down and asked, "I wonder why the two leaders came to our house?"
"I have something to ask you." Zhang Fan said bluntly.
"If you have anything to say, I will tell you everything I know." Liu Fuqing replied happily.
"Have you felt anything unusual in the medical warehouse recently?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Abnormal?" Liu Fuqing raised his eyebrows with a thoughtful look on his face. After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't feel anything abnormal in the warehouse. What's wrong? Leader? What happened?"
"
"If you think about it again, is there anything abnormal?" Ma Zhiyong answered with a serious face.
Liu Fuqing glanced at Ma Zhiyong, looked at Ma Zhiyong and laughed dryly: "Well... well, I'll think about it again."
In fact, Liu Fuqing's words were just prevarication to Ma Zhiyong. What he just said was the truth. He did not feel anything unusual in the warehouse recently.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, but it was local, so Zhang Fan picked up the phone and said, "Hello, hello..."
"What's good? What's wrong with me, where are you? Come back to me quickly!" A fierce woman's voice came from the phone.
Through the timbre of the voice, Zhang Fan instantly identified who was on the other side of the microphone. It was Li Jinxiang who had just been fired from his job.
Li Jinxiang's words made Zhang Fan frown slightly. Who wants to be scolded, let alone someone with such a short temper like Zhang Fan.
Not hearing Zhang Fan's reply, Li Jinxiang on the other side of the phone continued: "Aren't you trying to show off in front of me? I've already found my husband. Come out if you can!"
"I will definitely arrive at the hospital within half an hour. Just wait for me." Zhang Fan said in a low voice. At the same time, a cold light flashed in his eyes. After saying that, Zhang Fan hung up directly.