Chapter 971: Chapter 971 No Corpse Intact (4)
An Yiqing thought about it and felt that An Zhiyan’s point made sense. Although her connections were broad, they were relatively weak in the military sector, where Old Master An and An Zisheng’s influence was deeply entrenched and their network extensive. Investigating this matter couldn’t be more appropriate.
“Alright, I’ll tell Ah Lin to also help look into it, and I’ll take responsibility for investigating the framing of Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals. We can distribute the tasks among us to work more efficiently.”
In the second-floor bedroom, after talking with An Zhihang for a while, An Yiqing felt tired and returned to her room.
The afternoon sunlight was lovely; An Yiqing lay on the rocking chair on the balcony, covered with a thin blanket. The soft sunlight sprinkled over her, feeling warmly comfortable.
Xiao Hei and Old Jin, two silly dogs, lay at An Yiqing’s feet, curling up slightly and contentedly closing their eyes to bask in the sun.
Ti slowly passed, and An Yiqing, who seed to have fallen asleep, slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was clear, without a trace of sleepiness.
Just now, she had ntally reviewed the sequence of all events again.
Setting aside the attack on An Zhiyan and An Zhihang’s earlier ambush, focus on the issue after she had fainted—how Xuanjin Pharmaceuticals was frad.
Cai Ziyu’s testimony was of no use, and Pei Wen’s relationship with Haitian Hospital was extraordinary. The man he spoke of was a key figure.
Recalling the woman in the surveillance video whose face was never clearly seen, An Yiqing raised an eyebrow. Was this man and the man Pei Wen ntioned part of the sa force or rely collaborators?
Who exactly was that man?
As An Yiqing was pondering, her phone on the small table suddenly rang.
“Ah Feng.” She answered the call, notifying him of her attention.
“Miss, there has been so progress.” On the other end, An Zhifeng spoke in a low voice, “We investigated the background of Haitian Hospital. Its foundation is very clean; the founder is a forty-sothing-year-old middle-aged rchant who co-founded this hospital with others. The hospital’s director, introduced by this man’s business partner, is diocre in dical skills but excels in managerial capacity. His efforts have made Haitian Hospital increasingly famous over the years.”
“Mm, continue,” responded An Yiqing.
“This director’s identity is very ordinary; all records just show him as a typical private hospital director, but there is sothing unusual about it.”
An Zhifeng paused, catching his breath. “Xiao Yoo checked his foreign travel and daily itinerary over the years and discovered that he goes to Country Jin every two months, sotis on the pretext of business, sotis claiming personal matters. The timing isn’t fixed, but he definitely goes every two months.”
“Country Jin?” An Yiqing raised her eyebrows. “Did you find out what he does there?”
“On the surface, nothing unusual. Each ti he goes to Country Jin, he stays for about three days, either wandering the streets or locking himself at ho as if on vacation.”
The director has his own apartnt in Country Jin, and whenever he is there, he either stays inside or wanders about. Due to his infrequent stays, the neighbors don’t know him well, so it was difficult for An Zhifeng and his team to uncover useful information.
“Does he et anyone there?”
“No, he always travels to Country Jin alone, never bringing an assistant or eting any friends there. However, his actions back ho are sowhat peculiar.” An Zhifeng thought for a mont, organizing his words, “Although he is the director of Haitian Hospital, it seems his authority isn’t particularly extensive. We asked so nurses and janitors working at Haitian Hospital; they said the internal managent system is complicated, only known to a few executives, and even longti employees just follow orders with minimal questions and maximum compliance.”
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