"Sir Zhou, there are findings from the surveillance." Zhang Wenbo, the leader of the monitoring team, knocked on the door to report.

"Let's go down and have a look."

Zhou Yu stood up immediately and the two of them went downstairs.

Closed-circuit television from inside the hospital is being played on the monitor.

A long hospital corridor, but it is not complete and does not reach the end of the road.

Zhang Wenbo pointed to the farthest point on the right, "Sir Zhou, look, the coverage of the camera they put up is a bit narrow, and you can't see the end. The person walking past is a soldering iron. Look, he's out of the picture."

Zhou Yu nodded and asked, "What was this in the past?"

"It's the stairs." Zhang Wenbo replied.

"Stairs...which floor are these?"

"Floor 6."

"Going to smoke?" Zhou Yu guessed reasonably.

"Maybe he smoked or he didn't smoke. That's not the point. The point is that he didn't come back. If he just smoked, he would have to come back, right?" Zhang Wenbo looked at Zhou Yu and blinked.

Zhou Yu nodded, "Why don't you take the stairs if there is an elevator? Is the elevator very congested?"

"No, look at this." Zhang Wenbo cut out a picture: "This is the elevator at the same time. Although there are people, it is not busy at all."

"Is that weird? This soldering iron also has a hobby of fitness?" Zhou Yu guessed casually.

"I'm afraid not." Zhang Wenbo smiled and cut another picture, "This is the picture of the soldering iron coming out and leaving the hospital."

"Elevator?" Zhou Yu was surprised, "Where did he get on the elevator?"

"The 8th floor." Zhang Wenbo cut the screen to the 8th floor.

The sound of the soldering iron came slowly from the direction of the stairwell, and then I pressed the elevator.

"Go from the 6th floor to the 8th floor? Then get off the elevator from the 8th floor to go home?" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about your discovery? What does it mean?"

Zhang Wenbo smiled and said, "Sir Zhou, please pay attention to the time in the upper left corner."

Then he switched the images of entering the stairs to the sixth floor and exiting the stairs to the eighth floor.

The times are 11:30 and 12:27 respectively.

"An hour!" Zhou Yu was surprised. He was just looking at the screen and didn't really pay attention to the time.

After walking on the second floor for an hour, any fool would know there is something wrong.

"Are there surveillance cameras on the stairs?" Zhou Yu asked.

"No, so we have been wondering what he did this hour. We checked all the surveillance cameras, and finally we found this."

Everything on the screen, on the closed-circuit television, returned to the sixth floor.

This time Zhou Yu looked at the time carefully. It was nearly 12 o'clock when a man in a white coat walked into the stairwell.

"How long has this doctor been here?" Zhou Yu asked.

It was normal for the doctor to walk into the stairwell because he was in a hurry, but since Zhang Wenbo showed it to him, there must be something more to it.

"Sir Zhou, look at this." Zhang Wenbo cut to the last scene, which was the scene of the doctor coming out of the sixth floor.

Time 12:31.

"In a very recent time, if you exclude the cost of walking up the stairs, it was almost the same time. Did this doctor appear somewhere else?" Zhou Yu asked immediately.

Zhang Wenbo smiled and shook his head, "No, he also disappeared during these times."

"It seems that the two of them may have a story. They were sneaky and stayed on the same staircase for an hour..."

Zhou Yu looked intently at the scene where the man in white coat was finally photographed walking back from the stairs, raised his head and asked, "Who is this person?"

"After asking, he is a specialist in oncology, his name is Chen Weizhong." Zhang Wenbo said: "Sir Zhou, this building only has 8 floors, and the 9th floor is the rooftop. We speculate that they should have gone to the rooftop..."

"Went to the rooftop? Indeed."

Zhou Yu nodded slightly, which also explained why the soldering iron appeared from the elevator on the 8th floor.

As for why the doctor came out from the 6th floor, it’s easy to understand if you think about it. The distance between the two floors is that doctors usually choose to take the stairs. This is due to professional habits.

Moreover, it is normal for one to go to the 6th floor and the other to the first floor, so they go separately.

But how could this soldering iron have anything to do with an oncology doctor? He was still sneaky...

"What do you think they are doing?" Zhou Yu asked.

"I don't know what dirty deeds they are doing, but what's interesting is that we found out that that night, 100,000 was deposited into the doctor's account."

"The soldering iron was saved for him?" Zhou Yu thought it was a favor fee, similar to a red envelope or something like that.

"No, he saved it himself."

Zhang Wenbo smiled and said, "What's even more interesting is that we looked back at his account transaction records. There was one transaction of 100,000 every month at about the same time. Up to now, it is exactly 1 million."

It's kind of interesting. The soldering iron pays the doctor, and it's as much as 1 million...

What kind of money is this?

Oncology is a big money-making department, but if the cause of the disease is introduced, the doctor should pay for the soldering iron. Now it's the other way around.

What do doctors have? First, technology, and second, patients.

If you are having surgery outside, there is no need to be so sneaky.

Then it can only be a patient.

Oncology patients...

Sell ​​leftover organs? This guy started an organ business?

Huge profits are huge profits, but are their organs useful to terminal cancer patients?

Zhou Yu really doesn't know much about this.

Zhou Yu picked up the phone and asked Dr. Li.

Dr. Li replied, "Patients with advanced cancer generally die of consumption. After cancer cells spread, many organs in the body will be damaged and fail, so very few patients with advanced cancer are suitable for transplantation."

"Even for the cornea, it is necessary to see whether the cancer cells have spread above the head when he is dying, and a professional doctor must conduct an examination and confirmation before making a final decision on whether to remove it. Generally speaking, it is not recommended."

"Thank you Uncle Li."

Zhou Yu put away her cell phone and couldn't help but frown. If they didn't resell their organs, what would the soldering iron do to these cancer patients?

You can't be a suicide bomb, right?

Damn it!

Zhou Yu's eyes widened suddenly, it was really possible!

Just like some people who collect AIDS patients, they resist law enforcement.

Patients with terminal cancer have no hope of life. In the last stage of life, instead of undergoing painful chemotherapy, it is better to mess around with a soldering iron. As long as the soldering iron gives you money, there will definitely be someone willing.

Everything is explained in this way. The doctor is selling the patient, so the soldering iron pays him.

These days when the soldering iron disappears, we are collecting patients!

"Contact the hospital immediately and get a list of the causes of illness that this doctor has dealt with. Hurry!"

Zhou Yu's face was ashen. If this was the case, something would happen soon.

And it’s a big deal!

The survival rate of terminal cancer cannot be very long. According to the time when the first batch of soldering irons were paid, it has been ten months. If you want to take advantage of it, it’s time to take action.

"I'll do it right away."

Although Zhang Wenbo didn't know why Zhou Yu was so anxious, he could tell by looking at his face that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Forget it, no more contact, just arrest him! Wait."

Zhou Yu raised his hand to stop and frowned. This doctor was not a good person. It didn't matter if he was arrested. The charge was that he was suspected of illegally receiving benefits and asked for an explanation of the source.

But the scratching movement is too loud, and if other doctors are involved, it is easy to leak.

Zhou Yu's thoughts raced, "In this case, go directly to the hospital, make a sudden interrogation, and pry his mouth open!"

"Okay, let the dog head go." Zhang Wenbo glanced at Situ Kai.

Situ Kai came forward.

"Take two of you and go with me."

Zhou Yu glanced at Situ Kai and walked out quickly.

The car sped to the hospital. As soon as they arrived, Zhou Yu took Situ Kai and the three of them to the dean's office.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Who are you?" the dean asked.

Zhou Yu showed his ID with an expressionless face, "CIB is handling the case. There are some things that please the dean to cooperate with."
To be continued...