monologue

Early the next morning, Chu Xingmu walked into the office vigorously, urging the team members to go out on missions. Qi Shaocheng walked to Chu Xingmu with a teacup under his dark circles, and said drowsily, "Boss, we were in the office last night. I stared at the downstairs of the research institute all night, and there was nothing unusual."

Chu Xingmu filled his thermos with water, nodded and said, "It's best if there is no abnormality, but why do you feel like you were emptied by something if you stay up all night?"

Qi Shaocheng straightened his waist and cheered up and said: "I am no better than you, but what is the use of us watching the research institute? Zeng Rongde suffered a sudden illness at home."

Chu Xingmu screwed on the lid of the thermos cup, leaned against the wooden cabinet beside him and asked, "What was Zeng Rongde's main job in the research institute during his lifetime?"

Qi Shaocheng scratched his head and said stumblingly, "What mental illness metabolism?"

Chu Xingmu glanced at him displeasedly, "Research on metabolic syndrome and mental illness co-morbidity, psychiatric physical therapy, how do you read the information?"

Qi Shaocheng smiled awkwardly: "I didn't turn my head around after staying up all night."

"In the past few days since Zeng Rongde passed away, what happened at the research institute?"

Qi Shaocheng said: "How can you say that Zeng Rongde is also an old professor of the research institute, a senior figure, and the people in the research institute don't seem to know that he has passed away?"

"The number of students Zeng Rongde has taught is too numerous to count. Have you seen anyone visit Zeng Rongde's house?"

Qi Shaocheng frowned, the more he thought about it, the more weird he felt, "Ceng Rongde must have committed some serious dereliction of duty, right? Did the leaders and colleagues in the research institute know that he had passed away, or did they pretend not to know?"

"I have to ask the people who have been in contact with Zeng Rongde this question. Go home and catch up on sleep now, and continue to go to the downstairs of the research institute to watch at night." Chu Xingmu got up from the wooden cabinet and was about to go out.

Qi Shaocheng yawned, picked up his bag and wanted to go home, he suddenly remembered something and said, "Boss, there is one more thing. I saw Secretary Yu downstairs in the institute last night."

"Yu Qingyan?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's him."

Chu Xingmu paused: "What do you mean if you don't admit your mistake?"

"I just saw a figure from the back, which looks like him." Qi Shaocheng went out immediately after speaking.

Chu Xingmu unscrewed the bottle cap again, took a sip of boiling water absent-mindedly, and only after drinking into his mouth did he realize that there was boiling water in the thermos cup. It was so hot that he quickly found a trash can and spit out the water. Covered the cover and put it on the table, and accidentally saw the back of the old newspaper that he had cut.

Chu Xingmu picked up the old newspaper and found another very inconspicuous article on it. The part he cut out published a clinical trial of a new type of antipsychotic drug that resulted in the death of six of the fifteen volunteer patients. The cause of death was unknown. Other metabolic diseases caused by newer antipsychotic drugs, and the cure rate for mental illness is much lower than that of existing antipsychotic drugs on the market.

The drug research and development team concealed some of the side effects of the new drug in the early stage, and after the small-scale marketing, the metabolic diseases of the patients who took it were aggravated to varying degrees. Due to the high fatality rate of the new drug, the pharmaceutical company and the related drug research and development team announced the termination of drug research and development. The combined pharmaceutical company went bankrupt shortly thereafter, and the production and research and development of new drugs were also interrupted.

Wen Ti said that the three private hospitals of the Yuan Group were built at that time. As for the article published on the back of the newspaper, although it has nothing to do with the case they are investigating, Chu Xingmu thinks it is a clue that cannot be ignored.

The content of the article is related to the scientific research funding of criminal psychiatry. The first criminal psychiatry research group in Qingshi was established in July last year. As soon as he mentioned the relevant content of criminal psychiatry, Chu Xingmu remembered that Wen Ti had said that Zhong Changxin had taken the experimental results in place of his grandfather.

What experimental results does he want to grab from Wen Ti?

Chu Xingmu has never thought about the meaning of this sentence, but if he wants to find the connection between Zhong Minglou and Zeng Rongde as soon as possible, maybe he can start from this aspect.

Chu Xingmu found a pair of small scissors and cut them on the table. When Xia Ci came back to get the newspaper, he found that the original intact newspaper had been cut into tatters by Chu Xingmu. Seeing that Xia Ci was about to go berserk, Chu Xingmu Mu calmly put together the newspapers he had cut out and printed them out. Although the method was a bit simpler, it was much better than reading newspapers over and over again.

Holding the photocopied document in one hand and the rotten newspaper in the other, Xia Ci asked Chu Xingmu, "When did you start tailoring? You cut the evidence carefully and got scolded by Director Li."

Chu Xingmu said: "Since Director Wu took over the criminal investigation team, I only meet Director Li once a week at a regular meeting. Where is he scolding me?"

Xia Ci put the copied documents in the drawer, and Chu Xingmu planned to go to the Institute of Mental Illness. Now that Zhong Minglou and Wen Ti had been turned away, Chu Xingmu could only go out in person and visit the Institute by the way The falsehood in it.

At this time, Chu Xingmu remembered the importance of having a cultured and polite person in the team. He was afraid of dealing with those who did academic research. The difference is that he is good at getting close to those people. Chu Xingmu would definitely not be able to declare his family name as soon as he goes up. Moreover, the research institute is affiliated to the government department. Chu Xingmu is a small captain of the criminal investigation team, and others may not give him face.

After thinking about it, Chu Xingmu felt that he had to find someone he knew well to go with him. He needed to be familiar with the research institute as well as the person in charge of the research institute. Zhong Changxin was a good candidate.

Chu Xingmu turned to Xia Ci and said, "Tell Lang Lang and Xiaobai to find Zeng Fan later, call out the phone records of Zeng Rongde's home, and then look up his private number, including all the phone numbers Zeng Rongde received in the second half of last year. Find everything including mail and letters."

Xia Ci nodded and asked him, "How can you be sure that those things are still preserved?"

"That bottle of chlorprothixene is the proof."

"what?"

"Zeng Rongde suffers from chronic arrhythmia. If he takes a large amount of antipsychotic drugs, it is very likely to cause sudden cardiac death. He is an expert in the study of comorbidities. How can he not know the consequences of taking drugs when he knows his own health?"

"But now there is no evidence that it was homicide." Xia Ci shook his head, "It doesn't make sense."

"Ten years ago, there was no evidence that Zhong Minglou committed homicide. It also doesn't make sense. The weirdness is in this place. The source of the medicine they took must be the same place. In this way, you go to the Food and Drug Administration to find someone who had contact with the research institute 16 years ago. The person in charge of the drug administration should first check whether there is any record of innovative drugs in the Food and Drug Administration, since it has been on the market for a short time, at least the drug information is complete."

"What about the institute?"

"I went with Zhong Changxin and let him make trouble for us in private under the nose. Also, let Zhao Chen and Tang Zhe try to investigate the information of the members of the innovative drug research and development team 16 years ago."

Xia Ci felt that Chu Xingmu was too busy to arrange so many tasks at once, and when he was about to persuade him to slow down, Chu Xingmu said to himself: "It's not enough, I remember that Professor Mu Fang knew Zhong Minglou, There is also Professor Yaoyi from the University of Medical Sciences, both of whom have intersected with Zhong Minglou, and they may know something about Zhong Minglou and innovative drugs 16 years ago."

Xia Ci: "..."

Chu Xingmu fell in love or was a workaholic. He was like this before he wanted to clean up Zhou Jinlin’s grievances. It was even more like this after he took over the case of Zhongming Tower for Wen Ti. It seems that before the truth of these cases could not be found out, Chu Xingmu was Will not relax.

After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Chu Xingmu first called Wen Ti and said that he was going to the research institute with Zhong Changxin, and then contacted Wen Xiangqin, asking him to make mental preparations for Fu Li's case and think about it. Is there any material to be submitted to the Public Security Bureau? Chu Xingmu has to re-investigate any case that Zhou Jinlin has investigated.

Chu Xingmu arrived at the research institute first, followed by Zhong Changxin, only then did Chu Xingmu learn that he had to make an appointment to meet Sun Siyao. Last time, although Zhong Changxin and Wen Ti had made an appointment in advance, they had to wait for no reason long time.

Chu Xingmu threw a few smoking cessation candies into his mouth, opened the car door and took out his car keys and wallet ID, and put his handcuffs in a conspicuous place.

Zhong Changxin asked him: "Captain Chu, aren't you afraid of being blasted out by the security guards when you go in like this?"

Chu Xingmu glanced at the security guards patrolling outside the revolving door, and said, "If I'm not thrown out, you can go back and talk to that Professor Jiang, so that Wen Ti can write fewer papers."

Zhong Changxin: "..."

He is more experienced than Zhong Changxin and Wen Ti, and he is not easy to mess with at first glance. Zhong Changxin and Wen Ti are too polite, so the people in the research institute don't take them seriously. Besides, it has been 16 years, even if Zhong Minglou used to be the director of the research institute, and they definitely don't know the changes in the research institute in the past 16 years.

"The old expert in the institute passed away, but no one went to mourn the deceased. Either the upper-level leaders issued a notice not to go, or it was related to Zeng Rongde's personal virtue. Given Sun Siyao's attitude towards you and Wen Ti, I prefer the former. "Chu Xingmu put on the handcuffs and walked towards the revolving door.

Zhong Changxin went there with Chu Xingmu, and they were stopped by the security at the door as expected. Chu Xingmu showed his ID and said that he was in charge of investigating a murder case and needed to find out about the situation from the director Sun Siyao. The security guard was determined not to let them in. Chu Xingmu moved out the police chief Li Yaomin, and even the police handling the case were able to block the door. Chu Xingmu didn't know whether Sun Siyao's power was strong or the research institute was not within the scope of their police investigation. They had nothing to fear.

Finally, the security guard called the upstairs office, and Chu Xingmu and Zhong Changxin waited in the reception room on the first floor. A few minutes later, a young man in a white coat opened the door of the reception room and entered.

Before Chu Xingmu stood up, the other party began to apologize: "Captain Chu, Dr. Zhong, I'm really sorry. Recently, family members of patients often come to the research institute to make troubles. The security guards are also for safety. Director Sun is already waiting upstairs. .”

Chu Xingmu joked: "There are still family members of patients making trouble in the research institute? There is no one outside your research institute. I still have the most leisure time in a scientific research position."

"It's all minor conflicts. There are medical disputes in any medical industry. Our institute is usually devoted to experiments. It's really hard to deal with such things."

Chu Xingmu winked at Zhong Changxin, and Zhong Changxin asked, "Assistant Yuan, is it convenient to ask where the bathroom on the first floor is?"

Assistant Yuan turned around and pointed the direction to Zhong Changxin. Zhong Changxin smiled and said, "Captain Chu goes up first, and I'll be there later."

When Chu Xingmu and Assistant Yuan went upstairs, Zhong Changxin went to the ground map on the first floor to write down the directions of the various departments in the institute. Chu Xingmu wanted him to inquire about Zeng Rongde's deeds first, but He forgot that Zhong Changxin was not good at interpersonal communication, and he didn't expect what jokes Zhong Changxin would make.

Lang Lang and Bai Yao came out of Zeng Rongde's daughter's house. On the way, they received a call from Xia Ci. The two turned around and rushed to Zeng Fan's work place. Bai Yao sat on the bus and leaned on Lang Lang and said, "Sister Lang, I'm almost sleepy, why did the captain work so hard at the beginning of the new year?"

Lang Lang occasionally heard Xia Ci nagging about Chu Xingmu. Compared to Bai Yao and Tang Zhe, she had a little understanding of what happened five years ago, "For the sake of the old director."

Bai Yao raised her head and said "ah", she didn't hear what Lang Lang said, Lang Lang patted Bai Yao on the back and told her to sit up straight, "The deputy team asked us to ask Zeng Fan for Zeng Rongde's belongings, and also Pull out the call records of Zeng Rongde's life, do you go to Zeng Fan or check the call records?"

Bai Yao said energetically, "I'll check the call records."

Lang Lang stood up suddenly, and Bai Yao realized that she had already joined the state-owned enterprise where Zeng Fan worked. Lang Lang asked Bai Yao to contact her at any time. Counting the one-year internship, Bai Yao could now be on her own.

Lang Lang first contacted Zeng Fan, and learned that Zeng Fan was too busy to leave. Lang Lang waited for him downstairs for a while, and then Zeng Fan asked for leave. Although his relationship with Zeng Rongde was not very good, as a child, he should do his best. Zeng Fan still fulfilled his support obligations, and Zeng Fan cooperated with the police investigation for two days before and after calling the police.

It is one thing for Zeng Fan to cooperate with the police, but he did not understand why the police began to investigate Zeng Rongde's past personal letters. Zeng Fan took out the key to Zeng Rongde's residence, and opened the door pretending to ask her unintentionally: "Officer Lang, what is my father's belongings?" There are many, they are all academic materials, what do you want them for?"

Standing two steps away from Zeng Fan at the top of the stairs, Lang Lang said, "You gave us those threatening letters. The source of the antipsychotic drugs that Mr. Zeng took is unknown. It is indeed very difficult to investigate, except for Mr. Zeng. I still have a few questions I want to ask you."

Zeng Fan turned around and smiled at Lang Lang, "If the doctors in Qingshi can handle cases as meticulously as the police, no patients will be pushed to death by the doctors themselves."

When Lang Lang heard that Zeng Fan seemed to have a vague hostility towards medical workers, Lang Lang asked casually, "What did Mr. Zeng do before?"

The door of the speaking room was already opened, and Zeng Fan walked into the room and said, "I have been working in a state-owned enterprise since I graduated from university, almost 20 years."

Lang Lang did some calculations. Zeng Fan was nearly 40 years old. His father, a psychiatrist, was a postgraduate tutor for him. A good life, then Zeng Fan can be said to be very individual.

"Since my mother passed away three years ago, he has been living alone. My sister hired a nanny to take care of his daily life. I sent him to the hospital for examination on time every time."

Zeng Fan took Lang Lang to Zeng Rongde's usual office. Lang Lang looked at the simple office and didn't know how to evaluate it. A desk lamp, a set of desks and chairs, and an integrated bookcase were all the configurations in the office, Zeng Fan said. : "He was very frugal when he was young, and these old furniture have been used for almost 50 years."

The wooden table with polished lacquer surface is full of potholes, and the wooden surface exposed by the peeled paint is the same color as the lacquer surface after wiping. Most of the older generation of scientific researchers are very frugal.

Zeng Fan pushed the desk forward, then carried a pile of bundled documents from a horizontal board under the desk, and then opened the bookcase.

"These are all his relics. My father is not very good at using those electronic products, and he rarely surfs the Internet. The online information is released with the help of his two student assistants."

Lang Lang thought to himself that Bai Yao should come here together, she would have to dig through so much information until dark by herself.

"Are the letters Mr. Zeng received in the past six months still there?"

Zeng Fan sorted out Zeng Rongde's belongings, and he put those materials and letters into different categories. When Lang Lang asked about the letters, Zeng Fan took a stack of envelopes from the cabinet, "Most of them are his exchanges with some old friends. Letters, and thank-you letters from patients.”

"Does he have a personal email address?"

"There should be, you have to ask his assistant about it."

Zeng Rongde's frugality was beyond Lang Lang's imagination, and Zeng Fan's attitude didn't look like he had a bad relationship with his father at all.

Lang Lang picked up the envelope and glanced at it, "May I take the liberty to ask, is there any conflict between you and your father?"

Zeng Fan stared at Lang Lang for a few seconds, then pursed his lips and said, "Some of our ideas are different. I respect my father very much, but I don't agree with some of his practices."

"for example?"

Zeng Fan felt that the police would find out sooner or later. Although he also had doubts about Zeng Rongde's death, he didn't know anything like the police. He told Lang Lang something about ten years ago.

"My father has a classmate friend, both of whom work in the research institute. My father has been his assistant for half his life. He doesn't pay much attention to fame and fortune. He just insists on proving that some of his research results are feasible in clinical trials. Mental patients have better treatment conditions, so the two of them became opposing parties because they expressed their views."

"Later, my father participated in a research project, which started to run counter to the conservative ideas of the institute at that time. I don't know what project research they were doing. Once I saw some experimental feedback in this office. It should be some kind of drug experiment. Well, it mentioned the health status of the volunteer patients who participated in the experiment, because I was curious about this, I secretly looked at the experimental data behind his back, and later I found that the death toll of the volunteer patients has been rising."

"This is the first time that I had a disagreement with him. I asked him to withdraw from the research group as soon as possible when I was not clear about the research project, but he was very stubborn at the time. He didn't listen to what I said. The new antipsychotic drug that I was concerned about was launched, and my father seemed to be alive. He was eager to share his results with his friends, but the good times didn’t last long. Within three months of interviewing for the new drug, there were several cases of metabolic diseases caused by patients taking the drug. In the case of death, I know they concealed the experimental data."

"Later, his classmate friend was admitted to a mental hospital, and my father became taciturn. He quit the project team and returned to the research institute to start research on comorbidities, never mentioning new drugs."

Zeng Fan supported the table with both hands, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes, "This is the biggest mistake he made in his life. I can't watch my life turn into numbers and appear in those data, so I swear not to engage in this industry. This is our duty." Second disagreement."

Lang Lang took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Zeng Fan. Zeng Fan embarrassedly took the tissue and wiped his tears. The confrontation between him and his father lasted for 16 years. He did not agree with the behavior of treating patients as experimental objects, let alone Because of that medicine, so many people died.

No matter how stupid or insane a person is, there will always be a day when he will be sober. Zeng Rongde's eagerness for quick success pushed Zeng Fan farther and farther away from the arranged life path.

Lang Lang asked: "That classmate friend of your father's is Zhongminglou, right?"