After I separated from Li Juan's cousin, I hurriedly asked my colleague about the results of the examination. He said that the body had not been passive and should have died of cerebral hemorrhage.

If you want to know more in detail, you must perform an autopsy. The normal autopsy procedure first requires the consent of the family. If the family agrees to perform an autopsy, you have to tell them that Li Juan’s death is extraordinary.

If we don’t find any unusual places after the corpse test, it will be troublesome.

After all, Li Juan's death is more like death from illness than murder, and we have not found any evidence to prove that someone wants to kill her.

I found Li Juan’s client and asked her about some situations, such as what kind of person Li Juan is, whether she has any abnormal behavior in recent days, etc.

The client was not yet out of confinement and was frightened by Li Juan's sudden death. She said that Li Juan was a silent person, talked little, but worked very well, and she almost went on day and night. The mothers who hired her praised her for her diligence.

I deliberately revealed some information to her, saying that Li Juan had received psychological treatment, and this person had poor psychological tolerance. Long-term high-intensity work has caused great damage to the organs.

When Li Juan's client heard this, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh, two days ago, she answered a phone call and was in the bathroom. I just wanted to go to the bathroom. When she heard that she was talking on the phone, she was waiting at the door. The phone quickly hung up, but she was still talking, and she was a little excited, and I was quite scared."

"Did you hear what she said?" I asked.

"She said...I didn't tell her why you were angry, it was because you were incompetent." Li Juan's client recalled: "I didn't listen to anything else, so I deliberately went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and when I turned back, she came out."

Although Li Juan's client thought her behavior was strange, judging from the content of her speech, it seemed that there was some dispute. Because it involved someone else's private affairs, she did not inquire about it and pretended not to hear it.

If I hadn't revealed that Li Juan had any problems with her mental state, this matter would have been ignored by the client.

After leaving the client's house, I immediately returned to the capital. Feng Yin and the others had already taken me back to check all the medical records. They were all ordinary patients and common diseases. After checking them one by one, there was no problem.

As Huang Zaijiang guessed, Qiao Dingkang used a group of ordinary patients to cover those special patients, and there was no problem with other patients.

Unfortunately, I still haven’t found the medical records of several of them. Maybe they have no medical records at all because they are not sick!

I couldn't find the patient, so I could only find the employees who were informed. There were several old employees in Dingkang Hospital who were specifically responsible for taking care of special patients.

Li Juan and Liu Weiwei just opened the ward door and got into trouble. The old employees went in and out of special wards all day, but nothing happened.

On the train, Feng Yin took people to find these old employees. They first found the ordinary medical staff from the hospital and learned about the situation from them.

The doctors and nurses still remember the old employees who were serious all day long and did not interact with others. They gathered together during meals and went back to the dormitory provided by the hospital after get off work.

At that time, the hospital specially rented a three-bedroom and one-living house for these people as a dormitory, including food and accommodation, and the treatment was particularly good, which made colleagues from other provinces envious.

They privately speculated that these people were related households of the dean, otherwise, where would the old employees come from if the hospital had just been established?

I have indeed not seen these people in the applicant registration form, which shows that they were not hospitals that they entered through normal recruitment procedures.

Feng Yin felt that these people might be the "old man" Qiao Dingkang used to, and were his old subordinates who were deeply trusted, so he found Qiao Dingkang's clinic abroad. Sure enough, these people were nurses from his foreign clinic and worked with him for more than ten years.

When he returned to China to open a hospital, these old employees followed him. After the hospital was closed, they left the capital and did not follow Qiao Dingkang, but went back to their respective homes.

Feng Yin got the address many years ago. She was not sure if she could find someone else, so she could only look for it.

We took action separately and visited one province. These old employees are also Chinese. They are from home and have not gone abroad after the hospital is closed. From the outside, they have already broken off contact with Qiao Dingkang.

After inquiring from many sources, there was news from several people, but none of them were good news.

More than 20 years ago, they were thirty or forty years old, and none of them were alive now. The most recent one died two years ago.

After a lot of trouble, the final result was not satisfactory. Feng Yin asked me what to do next, and I said I could only go to an abandoned hospital to stay.

All insiders died, and it seemed that they wouldn't work. When I was about to leave the hometown of an old employee, her younger brother suddenly contacted me and said that he found a box of miscellaneous items in the attic of her residence. There was a notebook with a lock on it and asked me if I wanted it.

When I went to her house, I introduced myself to be the daughter of her old friend. My mother lent her some study experience, but unexpectedly the hospital was closed and she returned to her hometown with her things. I happened to be in graduate school and wanted to see these experiences.

Her family knew that she worked for a psychiatrist and worked as a head nurse in a private hospital. The doctor she followed was very good.

Therefore, my excuse was that her family didn't doubt much. Her relics were sorted out and processed two years ago. After she passed away, her house was inherited by her younger brother, but she never went to the attic and had some miscellaneous items piled up on it.

Unexpectedly, after I left her house, her brother suddenly remembered the miscellaneous items in the attic, so he went over them and dragged out a box of paper products.

Between a pile of old books, there was a locked book. There was a name on the front of the book, not her name, so her brother thought it was someone else's thing, so he immediately thought of me.

I turned back from the station, took the notebook and expressed my gratitude to her brother, then found a cafe to go in and sit down. I wanted to confirm the value of this notebook as soon as possible, and wanted to open it if I couldn't wait to get on the train.

Judging from the appearance alone, this book disappointed me a bit. It is not like the high-end business book that Qiao Dingkang would use, but just a fancy diary, the kind that writes a girl's secret diary.

The lock hanging outside is a decoration, with a three-digit password, so you don’t need to guess at all, just tear it off.

I have never seen the name on the cover and should not be a medical staff member in the hospital.

I originally thought I had taken the wrong thing, but it might be the item of a relative of an old employee and had nothing to do with Dingkang Hospital.

But when I opened the diary, I was immediately attracted by the bloody color of the pages. I turned backwards, almost every page was like this. The pages were drawn with red crayons, and each page was a painting, and there was only red in the painting.

The abstract painting drawn with red crayons and blanks on paper is my first impression of the contents of the diary.

It is said that it is a diary, but because it is a diary, the actual content should be considered a picture album, there is no date in it, and there is no text to find, and there is a painting from beginning to end.

If the child’s graffiti is too horrible, all the pictures are deformed and distorted, normal adults probably wouldn’t have made a book to draw these.

I returned to the capital with my notebook, and on the way, I called Wu Keyboard and asked him to help me find a name.

It is the name on the cover of the diary. Bei Xiangmei, there are not many people with the surname Bei. Then filter the name and approximate age. As long as this person is still in the household registration system, you will definitely find it.

Feng Yin and the others found nothing. The old employees had passed away for many years, and the things around them had been cleaned up. Apart from real estate savings, other items were sold and thrown away, and their documents and academic certificates were also thrown away as garbage.

This is the case that has been around for too long, and many clues have been cut off. Fortunately, as soon as I got off the train, Wu Keyboard sent the information he found to my phone.

Bei Xiangmei is from the Hong Kong District. Their family originally had a jewelry business. They were from the mainland. They moved to the Hong Kong District at the beginning of the last century and still opened a jewelry business. However, they changed their careers and opened factories after a few years of work.

More than 20 years ago, Bei family's eldest son, Bei Xiangmei, suffered from mental illness and was sent abroad for treatment. Not long after, he returned to China and transferred to Qiao Dingkang's hospital for treatment.

Later, Dingkang Hospital was closed, and Bei Xiangmei was taken back to the port area by her family. Seven days later, she escaped from the house at night and disappeared.

Dingkang Hospital has no name on his hospitalization list. If he has been admitted to the hospital there, he can only be staying in a special ward, such as...No. 555?

Ward No. 333 is a child, Ward No. 444 is a woman with a long hair, suspected to be pregnant, while Ward No. 555 contains a lady's bag and a card. I used to think that a young girl lives inside, but now it seems that she may be a pink teenager.

Bei Xiangmei's name is also like a female. Wu Jianpan found that he was sixteen years old when he was admitted to Dingkang Hospital, but he did not find his medical record. The news that he suddenly suffered from mental illness was found in old newspapers.

The newspaper published the news that he was sick and needed to go abroad for treatment. Not long after, his father died of a heart attack, and his second uncle was acting as the family property.

The subsequent events were even more bloody. His second uncle married his stepmother. They sold all the industries in the port area and flew abroad to settle. In name, they were to avoid a major event that was about to come, but in fact they ran away with money.

Bei Xiangmei's biological mother died of dysfunction when she gave birth to her second child. Both mother and daughter died, and neither big or small was saved.

At that time, Bei Xiangmei was six years old, and the loss of her biological mother was a big blow to him. Before he could get out of his grief, he stepped in the door the next year. He was a well-known model, only nineteen years old.

These information were found by Wu Keyboard from old newspapers. Although the tabloids cannot be fully trusted, there are real parts of them.

Unfortunately, Bei Xiangmei has been missing for more than 20 years. He may have lived in a new identity anywhere. His only photo is a one-inch photo he used when he entered elementary school.

I checked his uncle and follower. His second uncle failed to trade stocks after going abroad. He lost all his money overnight. He was terrified and borrowed usury. As a result, he paid the money and finally let the gang throw it into the sea to feed the fish.

His stepmother had three boyfriends after his second uncle died. To put it bluntly, she was a boyfriend, but in fact she was a mistress for the rich. She had a wife, a child, and even a grandson. She was diagnosed with cancer more than ten years ago and died within half a year.

None of these two people is reliable, and nothing is wrong with death. Bei Xiangmei’s relationship with them would not be good, otherwise she would not have escaped from them.

Unless it is for revenge, Bei Xiangmei has no reason to contact them again.

I asked Baozi if there was a psychologist in the unit. I wanted to consult if I had something to do. Baozi said that the unit hospital has a psychiatric department and internal employees are free of charge.

I took Bei Xiangmei's diary to the unit hospital and asked the doctor from the psychology department to help me see it. The doctor shook his head and said that this was not a random graffiti, nor was it a reflection of the human heart. Many lines looked like symbols. She suggested that I ask a colleague who specializes in symbol codes.

If Bei Xiangmei is a special patient in Ward No. 555, then it is not accidental that the old employees of Dingqiao Dingkang would not take anything else and just take away the patterned notebook.

I contacted colleagues from the deciphering department, who specialized in cracking mysterious symbols and some ancient passwords, one of which was a "master" who was Zeng Shan's friend.

Zeng Shan would ask me for dinner when she had time, and occasionally she would bring her colleagues with her good relationships in the unit. I had dinner with them a few times, but she was not a stranger.

I had an acquaintance and I went straight to find this person with a notebook. Originally, she was going to "retreat" in the office today, and no one was allowed to disturb her until after get off work. I asked Zeng Shan to find her and she asked me to send the notebook to her.

Xu Youlin is the leader of the deciphering team. If Zeng Shan hadn't spoken, I wouldn't have seen her, so at most I handed the notebook to the team members for processing.

Now, because Zeng Shan said hello in advance, I went to the deciphering team to find Team Leader Xu and successfully entered her office.

As I stepped into the house, I felt a flash of sight. The wall was covered with crooked symbols, and printing paper hanging in the air. The paper was also printed with symbols. Even the windows were covered with large paper with symbols, blocking half of the sunlight.

Xu Youlin's desk was even more messy, with piles of paper on the ground, and there was no place to put it in. Zeng Shan said that Xu Youlin was going to "pass the tribulation" today, and if she failed, she would be able to succeed.

"Sister Xu, this is the notebook. Don't worry, you can read it if you have time." I asked someone for help and had a good attitude. I put the notebook on my desk and put the energy drinks I bought on the road on the table.

The first impression Xu Youlin gave me was very deep. She kept her bald head in a pure white long dress. She said she liked clean and simple things, and it was best to see them at a glance.

Today, when I saw her office status, I understood her preferences a little. I watched these messy symbols like ghost-like talismans all day long, which required 'clean's eyes to wash.

At this moment, Team Leader Xu, who was holding a big teapot and pouring coffee, forced himself to smile at me with his energy. Her eyes were blue and black, and her eyes were barely open. I felt that she could fall asleep at any time.

"Sorry, I'm stuck for two nights and can't stand it anymore." She reached out and took the diary on the table, opened it in front of me, and did not put it in the drawer, which gave Zeng Shan a very proud face.

She only looked at a few pages and frowned and asked, "Where did you get this thing?"
Chapter completed!