Zuo Zhong opened the file in confusion and found that it contained a case handled by the Jinling Police Station.
It's not a big deal. The International Red Cross visited China, and a piece of jewelry was missing from the room of the British Countess who was part of the delegation.
But the problem is that in order to entertain the so-called international friends, the chairman's wife arranged for the visiting group to stay in Tangshan Sanatorium.
Tangshan Sanatorium is a place where military and political dignitaries recuperate and rest. It is heavily guarded. The service staff in the Sanatorium are also carefully screened and reliable personnel. There have never been any mistakes in the past.
How did the thief steal the jewelry in such a place? The Jinling Police Department found nothing after investigation.
What's even more strange is that the cook in the sanatorium suddenly hanged himself with the lost jewelry under his feet.
It involved an international friend, and a life occurred in a place where powerful people hang out. The Jinling Police Department was unable to find out, so the case was handed over.
When Dai Chunfeng got the case, he was also confused. He thought that Zuo Zhong was smart and might be able to see some clues.
Zuo Zhong frowned. This case seemed very simple. The thief committed suicide under pressure.
But the question is, how did he steal it, and why did he commit suicide.
Each nursing home has its own division of labor. A cook going to a guest room is very conspicuous. Why was it that the police station did not find anything in the previous investigation, and then the police station found nothing, so he couldn't wait to commit suicide?
The file also said that because the body could not be preserved, the police station burned the cook's body, leaving only an autopsy document. The theft case has now become an unsolved case.
Zuo Zhong asked curiously: "Teacher, this case is a bit weird, but shouldn't it be a case of our Secret Service?"
Dai Chunfeng said with a sullen face: "It's not like the gang of villains from the Secret Service Headquarters are spreading rumors and causing trouble in front of the Chairman. Naturally, the Chairman will not be fooled. It's just that the Secret Service has spent a lot of money since its establishment. We must give an explanation to the superiors and subordinates."
It turns out that this is a battle between two secret service agencies, but it has nothing to do with Zuo Zhong, his mind is on the case file.
In modern times, it is not his turn as a detective to solve murder cases. Now that he has such an opportunity, Zuo Zhong definitely wants to return to his old profession.
After thinking about it, Zuo Zhong had a general idea in his mind. He raised his head and said, "Teacher, leave this case to me, but what about the work of the anti-espionage team?"
"You don't need to worry about this. I will talk to Zhao Lijun. If it doesn't work, just treat it as suicide out of fear of crime. The important thing is to resolve the matter as soon as possible." Dai Chunfeng made a decision.
"Yes, teacher."
After resigning to Dai Chunfeng, Zuo Zhong returned to his dormitory and thought about the case over and over without feeling sleepy. Dai Chunfeng learned that the lights in Zuo Chong's room had not been extinguished all night, and he said in his heart that Shen finally did what he had ordered.
When he went to work in the morning, Zuo Zhong first went to Zhao Lijun to report, and at the same time explained the mission given to him by Dai Chunfeng.
Zhao Lijun was indeed a little dissatisfied with Zuo Zhong because Song Minghao, the deputy leader of the anti-espionage team, gave him a lot of money for his position as team leader.
Originally, everything was going smoothly, and everything in the Secret Service was in place, but then a Zuo Zhong jumped out and took over his position.
Now Zhao Lijun was numb. He spent all the money he received. After all, Zhao Lijun stabilized Song Minghao and promised to promote him if he had the opportunity in the future.
Zhao Lijun was no longer dissatisfied with Zuo Zhong, but he did not dare to go against Dai Chunfeng's instructions. After thinking for a long time, Zhao Lijun pretended to be unyielding and said: "Team leader Zuo, the department is nervous about using cars now. Several of Corey's cars are now in use. Now, I can only work hard for Team Leader Zuo."
Zuo Zhong didn't get angry, and replied with a smile on his face: "It's okay, section chief, I'm still young, it doesn't matter if I walk more."
Naturally, Zuo Zhong would not get angry on the spot. Zhao Lijun's little tricks would only make people sick. If he didn't have a car, he would just borrow it.
He turned around and borrowed a Laoxue Fulai from Chen Gongshu, and took Wu Chunyang to Tangshan Sanatorium, because he couldn't drive a car from the Republic of China period.
On the way, Wu Chunyang said excitedly: "Instructor, I didn't expect to see you again."
"Well, let's communicate more in the future." Zuo Zhong didn't know the details of Wu Chunyang, so he couldn't say anything more. He could only listen to his words and watch his actions.
The sanatorium is located about 20 kilometers east of the Zhongshan Gate of Jinling. The car was an American classic car and the roads were poor. It took a long time for the car to reach the entrance of the Tangshan Sanatorium.
Because a murder had occurred, the door was now locked. Several soldiers were standing at the door, led by a second lieutenant. After registering their IDs in detail, the second lieutenant checked the car before letting them go.
Zuo Zhong, the co-pilot, asked curiously: "Brother, have inspections been so detailed in the past?"
The second lieutenant raised his head and glanced at him: "The people here are all dignitaries. If we keep doing this, we will be scolded. However, only familiar people and cars can enter. Anyone who is not familiar with it will be checked and registered."
This is in line with reality. Many places say they are heavily guarded, but in fact they are only targeting civilians. Zuo Zhong does not believe that Dai Chunfeng will be registered and inspected if he comes.
As the car drove inside the sanatorium, Zuo Zhong found that the scenery was really good. The hot springs flowing down from the mountains of Tangshan were trickling continuously. From far away, you could see the steam rising like fairy mist. No wonder senior officials like to come here so much.
Bursts of laughter could be heard in the distance, and Zuo Zhong saw a few men who looked like young men, leading a group of prostitutes to play and play, and the patrolling sentries turned a blind eye.
Zuo Zhong frowned, why could anyone come in? Then why didn't Jinling Police Station notice? Even if they did, they wouldn't dare to question these young masters.
After parking the car, Zuo Zhong did not go directly to the leader of the nursing home, but walked around the wall of the nursing home.
From the very beginning, Tangshan Sanatorium was designed to serve military and political dignitaries. Safety was the first requirement, so the walls were not only very high but also had barb wires.
There are troops stationed throughout the Tangshan area, because there is the Tangshan Artillery School and the private villas of military and political dignitaries. For example, Baldhead has a villa in the nearby mountains.
Under such circumstances, the thief dared to steal jewelry from the countess's room, which was extremely audacious. But such a bold person was so frightened that he hanged himself.
Zuo Zhong sneered and said, "Wu Chunyang, what would you do if you stole jewelry and caused a shocking incident?"
Wu Chunyang scratched his head: "Team leader, the nursing home is so big, you can hide things wherever you like. When the inspection is not so strict, just take them out."
"Yes, that's why there is a problem." Zuo Zhong clasped his hands behind his back, as if he had thought of something.
After saying that, Zuo Zhong didn't waste any time and went directly to the dean of the sanatorium. The dean was a lieutenant colonel, and Zuo Zhong was a small second lieutenant. He would naturally stand at attention and salute when he saw him.
The dean was very enthusiastic when he heard Zuo Zhong said that he was the person sent by the Secret Service to solve the case. He was also under pressure if the case was not solved, so he specially sent his secretary to cooperate with the investigation.
Zuo Zhong asked his secretary to retrieve the files of all the service staff of the sanatorium. There were more than 200 people in total, and there were more than 50 people who could freely enter the guest room area at any time.
These fifty-odd people are basically service staff, all women in their teens and 20s.
The files in the nursing home are very detailed and even have photos. In addition to personal specific information, there are also information about important family members. There are also records of who recommended whom as the guarantor.
Zuo Zhong flipped through them one by one and found that these girls were basically distant relatives of military and political officials. Background checks had been done when they arrived, and their clean financial status was a basic requirement.
Among the more than 100 people left in the sanatorium, their origins are complicated. The chef comes from a certain hotel in Jinling, the gardener comes from a certain official's house, the cleaners come from victims of the Jiangbei disaster, and so on.
Zuo Zhong flipped through a few of them and lost interest. The files on these people were very simple, with no photos or background checks, just basic information such as name, age, and address.
Although there was nothing gained, Zuo Zhong confirmed an idea, that is, the job of the sanatorium room attendant is very important, otherwise the sanatorium would not put so much effort into making files.
Zuo Zhong asked the president's secretary: "Do you often hold meetings in your nursing home?"
The secretary was stunned: "Yes, the chairman and his wife like the hot springs in Tangshan very much. Some military and political meetings are held here."
"Let's go, take me to the room where the crime occurred." Zuo Zhong decided to go and see the crime scene.
So the secretary took Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang from the office building to the guest room area. The guest room was also surrounded by a circle of walls and barbed wire. To enter the guest room area, you have to pass through an iron gate, which is also guarded by several soldiers.
How did the chef get in? Did he climb over the wall or did the guard not pay attention? But looking at the guard's laziness, Zuo Zhongcai didn't care.
The countess and her entourage live in a Western-style house with a single courtyard. The first floor is the living room and the attendant's room, and the second floor is the master bedroom suite. This was exactly what the dossier said. The Countess was sure that she locked the door to her suite every time she went out.
Zuo Zhong arrived at the door of the suite in silence, took one look and said angrily: "Who changed the door lock? Don't you know the simple truth of protecting the scene?"
The secretary was also stunned and hurriedly explained: "Sir, please calm down. I can guarantee that the scene is like this. The countess moved to the city after the incident. There are no other guests in the guest room area for the time being. No one else has been here except the police station."
After twisting the door lock that worked well, Zuo Zhong didn't say anything and walked directly into the guest room. The situation inside was the same as the day the crime occurred. It seemed that the Jinling Police Station was not all waste.
Things in the room were turned around in a mess, all the drawers were opened, and even the mattress was removed. He turned around again, walked to the window, opened it, and found nothing.
Zuo Zhong stood at the window and said nothing. Wu Chunyang and his secretary were also silent. After a while, Zuo Zhong turned on the light in the room again and carefully observed the ground.
Unfortunately, it had been many days since the crime occurred, and the footprints in the room were very confusing and nothing could be seen. Zuo Zhong walked to the bed again, lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the bed. It was very clean, as if it had been specially cleaned.
Zuo Zhong looked solemn. This was not a jewelry theft or a simple murder. Zuo Zhong directly asked his secretary to take him to the phone room. He had important information to report to Dai Chunfeng!
