After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

"What, committing suicide out of fear of crime?"

Jiang Shiyuan frowned, his face suddenly turned cold, and he asked sternly, "Are all the people in your patrol room just there to eat for free?"

She suddenly felt a little regretful. If she had known, she would not have handed over the cowardly waiter to the police station.

She should have used some of the Military Control Commission's interrogation methods to directly identify the mastermind behind the scenes!

"This..." Zhao Jinbao was frightened by Jiang Shiyuan's momentum and broke out in a cold sweat, but he did not dare to refute.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. "What about the four politicians who were sent to the hospital? How are they doing?"

Zhao Jinbao quickly replied in a flattering manner, "Don't worry, Miss Jiang. Thanks to your proper first aid, except for one who was already in poor health, the other three were saved!"

"That's good..." Jiang Shiyuan felt relieved after hearing that.

"Take me to see the place where the waiter was held." She said in a deep voice, "I want to see whether he committed suicide out of fear of punishment or was deliberately murdered!"

"This..." Zhao Jinbao suddenly looked embarrassed.

But thinking of Inspector Du's authority, he did not dare to disobey Jiang Shiyuan's order, so he had to agree reluctantly.

Zhao Jinbao bent his body and quickly led the way.

"Miss Jiang, please come this way, and be careful where you step!"

Zhao Jinbao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took Jiang Shiyuan through several dim corridors to a damp and cold cell.

"It's... right here." He pointed at the rusty iron door, his voice trembling slightly.

Jiang Shiyuan said nothing, put on the sterile gloves in his small leather bag, and stepped into the cell.

Her sharp eyes scanned the small space. The mixed smell of mold and blood instantly hit her in the face, making her feel sick.

There was still a shocking pool of blood on the cement floor in front of the wooden bed in the cell.

She squatted down and looked carefully, and found that although the blood had dried, the color it showed was not the normal dark red after oxidation.

"Captain Zhao, are you sure this is the scene of a suicide out of fear of crime?"

Jiang Shiyuan stood up and turned to look at Zhao Jinbao, his eyes as sharp as a bone scraper.

Zhao Jinbao felt uneasy when she looked at him, and he stammered, "This... this was all reported by the people below. I... I didn't see it with my own eyes!"

Jiang Shiyuan glared at him fiercely, "How did they report the cause of death of the prisoner to you?"

"They said that this kid had a small razor blade on him, and he slit his throat last night when the prison guards weren't paying attention..."

"Humph, a bunch of rubbish!" Jiang Shiyuan shouted angrily, "Don't you know that you need to conduct a thorough body search before detaining a prisoner?"

Zhao Jinbao knew he was in the wrong, so he could only stammer, "We searched... we searched!"

Jiang Shiyuan no longer paid attention to Zhao Jinbao, but walked to the shabby wooden bed in the corner of the cell.

On the wooden bed, there was some straw piled messily, and a torn quilt with the fluff exposed and a large bloodstain on it.

Jiang Shiyuan picked up the torn quilt and looked through it carefully.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on a corner of the quilt.

There is a tiny pinhole there, which cannot be seen at all if you don't look carefully.

Jiang Shiyuan was shocked, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

This pinhole, this position, this technique, could it be...

"Bone-penetrating needle?!" Jiang Shiyuan couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

The bone-piercing needle is an extremely vicious assassination method that she learned during her secret training in Xijing.

The assassin hides a tiny poisoned steel needle in a special mechanism and shoots it at the victim's heart or head from a certain distance, thus achieving the assassination effect without anyone noticing.

This method is extremely covert. If you are not an expert in it, you will not be able to find any traces at all.

The position of the pinhole on the corner of the quilt should correspond exactly to the waiter's heart.

After the waiter died of poisoning, the assassin sneaked in and slit his throat with a razor blade, creating the illusion that the waiter had committed suicide.

But because the throat was cut after death, the blood flow slowed down, so there was no spurting blood.

In addition, because he died of poisoning, the dried bloodstains on the ground and quilt appeared an abnormal black and purple color.

"Could it be that... this waiter was really assassinated by a Japanese spy from the Inoue Mansion?"

As Jiang Shiyuan pondered in his heart, a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

She had only suspected it last night, but now she was almost certain that the whole thing was related to the Inoue Mansion!

The most urgent task is to perform an autopsy immediately and find the poisoned bone-penetrating needle.

"Captain Zhao, I want to see the body of that waiter!" Jiang Shiyuan turned around abruptly and said in a cold tone.

"Corpse?" Zhao Jinbao was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said, "This... This is not in accordance with the rules, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Shiyuan shouted, "After such a big incident, do you still want to protect the murderer?"

"No... I dare not, I dare not!"

Zhao Jinbao was frightened by Jiang Shiyuan's momentum and retreated repeatedly. He quickly ordered his men, "Go quickly, carry the waiter's body over here!"

"Yes!" Several prison patrolmen took the order and left.

Soon, they came back panting, carrying a corpse covered with white cloth.

"Miss Jiang, the body... the body has been brought here!"

Jiang Shiyuan walked quickly forward and pulled aside the white cloth.

However, the next second, her face turned pale.

The body of the waiter, who was supposed to be lying on a stretcher, was missing.

Instead, there was a fat dead pig!

"Where is the body? Where is the body?!" Jiang Shiyuan was furious. He grabbed Zhao Jinbao by the collar and asked loudly.

"I...I don't know either!"

Zhao Jinbao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stammered, "The body has been kept in the temporary morgue. I...we don't know how it was replaced!"

"A bunch of useless people! Good-for-nothings!" Jiang Shiyuan was so angry that he was shaking all over and pushed Zhao Jinbao to the ground.

"Does the French Concession police station always handle cases in such a hasty manner?"

"You can't even tell whether the person was murdered or not, and you let the murderer steal the body. Do you still have any rules here?"

"If there are really no rules and laws, let my adoptive father, Inspector Du, personally use the Green Gang's family rules to set some rules for you!"

"Miss Jiang, calm down. Miss Jiang, calm down!"

Zhao Jinbao was so scared that he knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, "We will go and look for the body right now!"

Jiang Shiyuan suppressed his anger, glanced coldly at Zhao Jinbao and the frightened policemen, then turned and left the cell.

First, the waiter committed suicide under mysterious circumstances, and now his body has disappeared.

All of this shows that someone is manipulating everything from behind with the purpose of covering up the truth!

Why did Inoue Mansion assassinate important politicians of the Nationalist Government one after another during this period of time?

A cold light flashed in Jiang Shiyuan's eyes. No matter what, she had to find out the truth as soon as possible, and then lead the Military Control Commission's Shanghai Station to eliminate the Japanese spies in Inoue Mansion!