Diary of a Criminal Investigator

Chapter 603: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes

Handcuffed and searched, nothing suspicious was found.Zhang Hui saw the trail of blood behind Lu Chuan and frowned, "Are you injured?"

"It’s fine, the bullet went through my arm. It’s not a big deal."

Damn!

This isn’t a big deal?

"Quick, stop the bleeding and bandage it!"

After a brief treatment, Lu Chuan and Zhang Hui finally entered the operating room.

The scene before them made Lu Chuan and the others seethe with rage!

In the operating room, there were two hospital beds lined up, each with a person lying on them.

The person on the left had already been cut open, with a gaping hole where his heart had been.

On the other bed lay an elderly man with white hair.

The old man had not yet been anesthetized, was conscious, and when he saw the people entering the operating room, he looked over with a sharp glare.

Lu Chuan stepped forward; on a tray between the two beds lay a heart.

There was no need to ask; Lu Chuan already knew what these people were doing.

Zhang Hui’s veins were bulging at this moment.

"Transplant?"

The man lying on the bed with a hole in his chest was someone both Lu Chuan and Zhang Hui recognized—it was the missing Chen Degao.

Lu Chuan couldn’t believe that Chen Degao, who was alive just yesterday, was now lying on the cold operating table.

"Who are you people?"

The elderly man on the other operating table shouted at Lu Chuan and Zhang Hui.

Who knows how long he had prepared for this day.

This surgery was supposed to be performed in the highest-grade sterile operating room at the Thousand-Year Sanatorium.

But, it had to be moved to this abandoned hospital because of that damn cop yesterday.

In fact, the medical conditions of this operating room were not inferior to those of the sanatorium.

Although North Mountain Hospital was abandoned, the old man had invested heavily to build this operating room here to prepare for contingencies.

So, even though it appeared ordinary from the outside, its internal environment was certainly advanced.

What are you doing?!

Zhang Hui snorted coldly.

Zhang Hui recognized the elderly man on the hospital bed as the famous private entrepreneur Duan Sihai from Haizhou City.

"Duan Sihai, you are suspected of illegal organ transplant and murder; you are hereby arrested according to the law!"

Zhang Hui suppressed his explosive anger as he announced Duan Sihai’s arrest.

Can the rich trample on life like this?

Upon entering the operating room and seeing Chen Degao dead on the table, Zhang Hui understood the whole situation.

The reason these people went missing was really simple—they had become donors for the wealthy.

The so-called free check-up at the Thousand-Year Sanatorium was nothing but a cover, a trap.

As for why they chose individuals with poor economic conditions and no jobs for free check-ups, the reason was simple.

Because if these people went missing, it would cause minimal stir.

If a person had a legitimate job, say, in a government office, their disappearance would prompt a more vigorous investigation.

The risk of exposure for them was greater.

Or, from another angle, they probably weren’t even afraid of exposure.

But dealing with the aftermath could be more troublesome and expensive for them.

The audacity was unimaginable; Zhang Hui couldn’t fathom how many times they had done such things!

This time, only 12 people went missing. But what about before?

The Thousand-Year Sanatorium had been around for 10 years. Only they could know how many dirty deeds had been committed.

Admittedly, they had crafted the entire crime operation flawlessly.

The chosen individuals invariably had no connections with each other.

If not for so many people simultaneously disappearing within a week, it might not have drawn attention.

At least the Criminal Investigation Team wouldn’t have taken the case.

This time’s exposure was their own doing.

Old Bai spotted missing people’s information during his father’s check-up!

"Arrest me?"

Even though Duan Sihai’s voice was weak, everyone could hear the disdain in his tone.

"Do you know who I am? You police don’t have the authority to arrest me!"

"Even your police chief, Song Jiangguo, has to salute me when he sees me!"

"Now, I order you to leave immediately!"

"And have the doctor outside come in right away!"

"Operate on the other prepared donor, immediately!"

The repeated commands left Zhang Hui and Lu Chuan dumbfounded.

Has he been the big boss for so long that he’s gone mad?

What’s the situation now? Caught red-handed, and he still orders us around?

"Duan Sihai, I don’t care who you are. You are committing a crime right now, and according to the rights given by the law, we have the authority to arrest you immediately."

"Someone!"

Zhang Hui called for assistance without paying any heed to Duan Sihai’s actions.

"Cuff him and take him away!"

"No, no! You can’t take me away!"

"You..."

Just a frail old man, with sickness to boot—how could he possibly resist two young lads?

His struggle was futile; he was taken off the operating table in no time.

In another room, they found three more missing individuals.

The doctor crouching by the door may not speak Chinese, but a few criminal police officers spoke English.

Along with the deceased Chen Degao, these three individuals were all donors prepared by Duan Sihai.

According to the doctors’ statements, over the years, Duan Sihai had used the Thousand-Year Sanatorium to find donors not only for himself but also for others.

But the doctors did not know who else they were involved with; they were only responsible for the surgeries.

Duan Zihai’s health wasn’t good; he had a kidney transplant in the past.

Since only one kidney was transplanted then, there was no need to kill anyone.

He bought it.

To him, spending one, two, even three or five million wasn’t an issue.

But this time was different—he needed a heart transplant.

Taking someone’s heart meant taking their life; it couldn’t be bought with money.

Duan Sihai had known about his heart condition for a while and had been searching for a donor citywide over the past five years.

Chen Degao and the three others were discovered sequentially.

If the surgery were successful, only Chen Degao’s heart would have been needed.

But to be safe, fearing unexpected incidents, Duan Sihai brought all five.

As for the other missing individuals, they were still at the Thousand-Year Sanatorium.

But the doctors didn’t know where they were being held.

After a rough interrogation with these doctors, Zhang Hui and Lu Chuan ordered their removal immediately.

The evidence of Duan Sihai’s involvement in illegal transplantation crimes was conclusive, and based on the companies implicated, the Thousand-Year Sanatorium was a crucial crime scene.

Now Lu Chuan and Zhang Hui could proceed to search the Thousand-Year Sanatorium directly!