As suspects, Wen Hui and Dean Tao are being questioned by Shiro Ishikawa.
Based on Dean Tao's confession, Ishikawa Shiro accused Dean Tao of serious negligence and great disloyalty to the Imperial Army of Japan, and suggested that Ando immediately send the Linshui Military Police to investigate.
As soon as he finished speaking, Dean Tao said: "Captain Ishikawa, I have always been loyal to the imperial army. The reason why I gave up the place where the medicine is stored is because the thief put a knife to his neck and was forced to do so."
Faced with Dean Tao's plea, Ishikawa Shiro turned a blind eye and waited for Ando's final decision.
At the critical moment, Wen Hui defended Director Tao: "Captain Ando, although my daughter has not been in the hospital for a long time, Director Tao's sincerity towards the Imperial Army is evident every day, and I hope not to take drastic actions."
After Wenhui's defense, Ando, who had remained silent, finally expressed his stance——
Regarding the case of drug theft, the hospital will no longer be held accountable internally. The case will be handed over to the local police station for investigation and investigation, and all efforts will be made to find the criminals.
After returning to the office from the Japanese military base camp, Dean Tao hugged Wen Hui in his arms.
But this time, Wen Hui was cold and dull. She was rubbed and scratched but had no positive reaction.
When Dean Tao pushed Wen Hui to the desk again and used schematic movements to guide Wen Hui to turn around, Wen Hui angrily complained: "Don't bother, I don't have time to think about it now."
Dean Tao was bored and fell down on his chair dejectedly.
Wen Hui still had a gloomy face: "Tao, if you still have me in your heart, then you must tell the truth. How much share will they give you when they steal the penicillin?"
Dean Tao was stunned: "Wen Hui, you must not misunderstand Brother Tao. I have already said that they put the knife on their necks. I only did it as a last resort. There was nothing else."
Wen Hui sneered. She didn't say anything, but she was whispering in her heart: I'm sorry you don't have the courage.
Seeing that Wen Hui no longer asked about the theft, Dean Tao smiled: "By the way, Wen Hui, I heard from Xiao Yao that you invited the boy named Wang to drink the night before yesterday. I guess you got along well, right?"
Wen Hui asked back: "You don't have to worry about this?"
Dean Tao said: "It's not about interfering, it's about caring. Women have long hair and short knowledge, so be careful of being deceived."
Wen Hui asked again: "Then you didn't lie to me?"
Dean Tao misjudged Wen Hui's meaning and said loudly: "Don't worry, honey, my eldest brother will kick that stinky bitch sooner or later. He will marry you home in a big sedan chair. Is this a good idea?"
Wen Hui sneered again: "Dean Tao, please don't misunderstand me. What I mean is that there may be another hidden reason for the theft of medicines. As for talking about marriage, you and Xiao Yao are more suitable."
After saying that, Wen Hui looked at Dean Tao with disdain, turned around and walked away.
At breakfast time, a donkey cart drove straight to the checkpoint in the south of the city. The driver was an underground traffic officer from Chengxi Village. In addition to six baskets of fresh fish, Xiaolong and Xiaohu were also sitting on the cart.
The fresh fish was newly bought from the morning market. There was a black cloth bag hidden under each fish basket. The cloth bags contained medicine and guns. To make it easier to get out of the city, Shanzi's and Xiao Liu's shell guns were also inside.
The donkey cart arrived at the checkpoint and was intercepted by a fake sentry.
Starting at 4 a.m., all checkpoints received instructions to conduct strict searches on all those leaving the city.
But faced with the disgusting smell of fish, the pseudo-sentinel took a few steps back, covered his mouth and nose with his hands and asked angrily: "What's the use of drying so much smelly fish?"
Xiaolong said: "Today, there is a big fair in Xihu Town. I am going to the market."
Without saying a word, the pseudo-sentry waved his hand and ordered: "Go quickly."