"That
There were plenty of doctors surnamed Chen in the world, so when Chen Ge had first met Doctor Chen, the connection had never even occurred to him. After all, the letter was addressed to the Blood Prevention Station, and that Doctor Chen worked at the welfare institute.
"Jiang Ling has gone missing?" Captain Yan stared at the photograph on the desk, his curiosity about Chen Ge growing stronger. This man was far more than just someone with sharp observational skills — Captain Yan felt that Chen Ge possessed some kind of special intuition and talent, something that even Chen Ge himself probably wasn't aware of.
"Three people in total have gone missing —
"That caretaker doctor is also one of the madmen from the Third Ward?" Captain Yan found it hard to believe. A patient who had been discharged years ago had somehow become a doctor.
"We can't confirm that doctor's identity yet." After hanging up the phone, Chen Ge forced himself to calm down.
Based on his deduction, among the remaining three members of the Ghost Story Association, two were psychiatric patients from the Third Ward, and one was someone he had met in person — someone he was quite familiar with, and that someone was the president!
Doctor Chen was someone he had met for the first time last time he visited the Jiujiang Welfare Institute, so it was unlikely he was the president.
"Captain Yan, look into every staff member who worked at the Blood Prevention Station five years ago. The killer's information might be among them."
The letter from the Third Ward had been sent to the Blood Prevention Station, and the person who corresponded with the old director back then must have worked there.
"All right. I'll have Lao Wei go with you to the Jiujiang Welfare Institute. You two scope out the situation first, and I'll handle the investigation over here." Captain Yan pulled out his walkie-talkie and called Lao Wei in. The last time they had gone to rescue
Chen Ge didn't refuse Captain Yan's kindness. They'd likely be running all over town tonight, and hailing taxis would be a hassle — it was more convenient to have Lao Wei around.
"Captain Yan, you wanted to see me?" Lao Wei was close to retirement, and Captain Yan normally kept him off the front lines, wanting him to spend his last few months in peace.
"Tonight you'll be moving with Chen Ge. Keep him safe."
"Understood!"
While Lao Wei and Captain Yan talked, Chen Ge kept turning things over in his mind. The Blood Prevention Station, the Ghost Story Association, and Jiang Ling — there had to be something tying these three together, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
"The Ghost Story Association chose the Blood Prevention Station for their last victim. The person who corresponded with the old director of the Third Ward a few years ago also worked here. And what's the connection between the Blood Prevention Station and the little girl from Living
"Chen Ge, stop wasting time. You two head out now." Captain Yan clapped Chen Ge on the shoulder, thinking Chen Ge was worried about Fan Yu's and Jiang Ling's safety. "Good people are watched over by heaven — those two kids will be fine."
"I was thinking about something else." Chen Ge remained motionless, then suddenly turned to face Captain Yan. "You told me before that the person who took care of Jiang Ling was later found dead in an old house somewhere in Linguan Village."
"That's right." Captain Yan wasn't sure what Chen Ge was getting at.
"That person had used the authority of their position to purchase blood plasma!" Chen Ge's eyes lit up. "There's definitely a connection between Jiang Ling, the Blood Prevention Station, and the psychiatric patients from the Third Ward. It should have something to do with blood."