Criminal Psychology

Chapter 209 Little Zhan

Of course, Lin Chen also thought that if one day, he was lucky enough to be connected with Xing Cong, then they would have a very interesting life, and his guess was proved to be correct.

After saying "goodbye" to Xing Conglian, he took out the headset, and walked out of the ward with a thick stack of medical examination reports that needed to be filled out after the doctor's examination.

The moment the door opened, the medical staff pushing the hospital bed roared past, Lin Chen took two steps back and stood back inside the door frame.

At a glance, he saw an old man lying on the hospital bed. People feel that fate is impermanent, and it is often such a moment.

He still remembered that when he walked through the intensive care ward yesterday, he saw the old man educating his subordinates energetically, but now he was lying on the hospital bed without knowing his personnel, as if he had only one breath left.

In the distance, the elevator door opened wide, the hospital bed was quickly pushed in, the iron gate closed, and the number of floors marked by the elevator dropped rapidly.

Slow footsteps sounded from behind him, Lin Chen turned his head, and accidentally saw the young subordinate who was taught by the old man yesterday.

They looked at each other, and the young man in suit and leather shoes avoided his sight, and didn't intend to run after the hospital bed.

Holding the medical examination report, Lin Chen briefly sized up the other party.He turned around on his toes and walked towards the other party.

This young man's hair is very soft, as if deliberately highlighting his sharp temperament, the hairstyle is cut very short, so it looks very out of tune.He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a baggy suit that didn't fit well. He had a gloomy look, without much pain and resentment, only bewildered and bewildered.

"Hello." Lin Chen greeted the other party.

"I made you laugh."

He didn't expect the other party to answer like this: "Are you kidding me?"

The young man lowered his head even more: "Didn't you just pass by when I was lectured by the chairman yesterday?"

Lin Chen was even more surprised. This young man actually remembered him after such a short eye contact yesterday, and now he deliberately mentioned such an embarrassing thing. Based on the principle of saying what he has to say, he asked strangely: "Why did you bring this up all of a sudden?"

"I..." The young man stammered, although he didn't know what to say, but he continued, "I thought...you wanted to come to talk to me, and I thought this would be the beginning. ……meeting……"

He patted the other party's shoulder very gently, and explained for the other party: "It will make you feel that it is better to start a heart-to-heart conversation with that kind of beginning?"

The young man rubbed his face with his hands, shook his head, and turned to leave.

Lin Chen was also very helpless, why did he encounter such inexplicable things when he just went out for a physical examination.After the young man took a step, he stopped the other party: "I'm going to have a physical examination now, it will take about an hour, if you are free, can you accompany me?"

The young man turned around and nodded vigorously.

Lin Chen stood at the entrance of the elevator, and the young man beside him pressed the elevator for him very politely, as if he was used to this kind of work, when the elevator door opened, the other party pressed the door and asked him to go in first.

"The chairman is sick, don't you need to accompany him?" Standing in the elevator, Lin Chen casually found a topic to chat with the other party.

"It was I who made the chairman mad. He told me to get out and never appear in front of him again."

The young man's voice was thin and soft, and it sounded like it would be cut off in the next moment.Lin Chen recalled this sentence in his mind. A normal chairman would only say "you don't have to go to work tomorrow" when encountering a subordinate he doesn't like. .

"Then resign." He thought for a while and then said.

The young man looked over resentfully.

"He will never be your father, he needs to be served with such humiliation."

The young man smiled wryly.

Lin Chen suddenly understood something: "Is he really your father?"

The young man lowered his head again, pecking lightly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Is the relationship between rich people so distorted? The son should call his father the chairman..." Lin Chen said this, thinking of Xing Conglian for no reason.

In fact, since Xing Conglian confessed his wealth, he has always avoided thinking about this issue. Who knows what the Xing family will do because the eldest grandson found a same-sex lover, although he subconsciously believes that Xing Conglian His parents would not come to him to throw a check in front of him, but it is difficult to talk about the thoughts of rich people.

Just when Lin Chen fell into a very strange train of thought, the young man who followed him finally couldn't help but say, "I... the chairman has always disliked me... thinks I'm too weak... and, I recently made a mistake. Big mistake...a bidding case failed...the chairman is so angry...is it my fault?"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Chen turned his head to look, and he suddenly realized that since meeting Duanyang, he may have a special physique that attracts confused young people, why this gentle young man who met by chance has already started to describe his personal life to him. Mental journey.

Lin Chen sighed, and the elevator door opened.

He went out first, and the young man hurriedly followed like a lost duckling.

"You said your father was ill, what is the illness?" Lin Chen asked while standing at the elevator entrance, looking at the floor instructions in the lobby on the first floor.

"High blood pressure, but the doctor said, there may be cerebral hemorrhage..." The young man said.

"If there is a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, should I send it for MRI first?" Lin Chen followed the instructions and walked to the right.

"what did you say?"

"It's nothing."

"I don't know why, but when I saw you, I wanted to tell you, I'm really... sorry... I'm so sexual, isn't it good?"

"It can only be said that your personality is not suitable for the job you are doing now, such as being in charge of a... "bidding case"?" Lin Chen said as he walked.

"You are too straightforward." The young man couldn't bear it.

"Actually, it's not appropriate to say that your personality is a bit inappropriate. To be precise, it's temperament. You should be a typical phlegm. You can remember me after a short look at me, which means that your intelligence and memory skills should be very good. , you are suitable to be a scientist or an artist, and the factories are wasted." Lin Chen said in relief.

"You! How do you know that I am in charge of the factory!"

"The pocket of the suit you are wearing has "Guanghua Chemical" embroidered on it."

The young man touched his pocket nervously, and said awkwardly: "I... I used to do chemistry, but the chairman said that I will take over the factory in the future, so I can't do these things, so I was transferred to do management, but I really don't understand Those ones."

"Actually, it's not easy for you to know what you can and cannot do." Lin Chen comforted him, and led him to turn to the right.

At the end of the corridor is the closed MRI room, the door panel reflects the silver light of metal.

The young man also saw there, and his words became trembling: "You are... I..."

Lin Chen folded the physical examination form and stuffed it in his pocket: "Since he is your father, I'll accompany you."

He didn't know what was wrong with his words, and the young man's eyes turned red instantly.

There are always many people coming and going outside the MRI room every day. Lin Chen stayed outside with the young man for a while, watching patients and family members come and go, and listening to the other party intermittently talking about things with the chairman.

The young man said his name was Zhan Tianming, just one word different from that famous railway expert.He hopes that his father can live because he is worried that he will take on the heavy responsibility of managing the entire factory, but he also feels that such a mentality is too selfish. He really hopes that he can become stronger, but his personality problem has become a deep trouble for him. I really can't control people.

Zhan Tianming does not have much deep affection for his father, which stems from the constant criticism and lessons during his growth. His father is in charge of everything in his life, including studying chemistry at university and now requiring him to transfer from a research position to a management position. Arrangements, and these arrangements are entirely out of consideration for the factory.

Lin Chen listened silently, and built up a psychological profile of this young man in his mind. Zhan Tianming's case was too typical, and families with distorted father-son relationships always have similarities.And he also quickly understood why Mr. Zhan Tianming would just grab anyone and start expressing his inner emotions, because in Mr. Zhan Xian's life under the strict control of his father, he really had no one to talk to.

Not long after, the isolation door of the MRI room was moved away again, Zhan Dong's attending doctor came out, and Zhan Tianming rushed up.

"The patient's cerebral hemorrhage is still relatively serious, but it should not be life-threatening for the time being, and conservative treatment is recommended..." The doctor said a lot.

Zhan Tianming listened for a long time, and finally asked: "Chairman, will it get better?"

"As you know, it's hard to say anything about the brain. The specific damage depends on the absorption of the congestion. I still lowered my blood pressure in the early stage, and I will cooperate with some drugs to absorb the brain congestion, but the brain damage is irreversible, because the optional drugs are also available. There are many, and we will decide on the specific treatment plan after the consultation..." The doctor was wearing a mask, and when he said this, he suddenly stopped, "I remember Zhan Dong is from a pharmaceutical company?"

"We are a chemical company, and we also produce chemical excipients related to pharmaceuticals, but to be precise, we cannot be regarded as a professional pharmaceutical company." Zhan Tianming replied very honestly.

"If you can get some Nordren through special channels, maybe Zhan Dong's recovery will be better."

Hearing this, Zhan Tianming's expression was visibly downcast: "Nordren...?"

Lin Chen had been sitting at the door of the MRI room before, and when he heard the word "Nordlund", he looked at the doctor in surprise.The doctor is about 40 years old, and there is no hypocrisy in his expression when he mentions Nordren, as if he recommends patients to use it entirely because of its remarkable curative effect.According to the doctor's words, Nordren has not officially made a large batch, so he can only get it through special channels, so he doesn't have much need to make recommendations out of profit.

"Do you... know Nordren?" Lin Chen stood up from the bench and asked the doctor.

"You are?" the doctor hesitated.

"I... can be regarded as Mr. Xiao Zhan's friend." Lin Chen looked at Zhan Tianming and replied.

"Oh." The doctor didn't ask too much, and answered bluntly, "This medicine is closely related to our neurology department, so I have been following up and observing it. Its clinical effect is indeed good, but this is a late-stage treatment. Drugs mainly absorbed by blood stasis."

Hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly remembered the scene when Duanyang took him to the hospital for the first time. They were at the gate of the neurology department, looking at the old man who was handicapped due to brain damage, and Duanyang explained to him what kind of epoch-making drug it was. .

"Is this medicine really that good?" Suddenly, the family members of the patients nearby leaned over.

The aunt's voice was very loud, and there were many family members of patients at the door of the MRI room. When they heard the word "medicine", more people came over.

"In the pharmaceutical industry, it is difficult to define the standard of good and bad." The doctor said frankly.

The aunt grabbed the doctor: "Didn't you just say okay, my old man also had a brain congestion last time, and now he is hemiplegic, can this medicine cure it?"

"The specific situation depends on your husband's case to judge. It's hard to say."

"We don't even understand what your doctor is saying!" The aunt said dissatisfied, "Tell me the truth."

Seeing more and more family members of patients around prick up their ears, Lin Chen said slowly: "But I remember that the listing process of Nordlund was quite complicated, and there were deaths."

"I'm not sure about that." The doctor put the mask back on, "I'm just making a proposal. I remember which hotel Zhou Rui will hold a new drug presentation tomorrow. If you are interested, you can go and find out. Where to drive, you know it yourself, it should be better than listening to me."

After the doctor finished speaking, Zhan Dong's hospital bed was pushed out. After nodding with them, the doctor followed the hospital bed and left.

However, the family members of the patients at the entrance of the MRI room exploded.

The auntie with sharp ears stopped Mr. Zhan: "Does your family have something to do with it? Can you get this medicine? Is it good or not? Tell me about it."

Lin Chen retreated to the wall, avoiding the family members of the patients who came rushing like a storm, and watched Mr. Xiao Zhan become a sampan in the wind and waves, being pulled and pulled again and again. In the end, Mr. Zhan's clothes were all Scratched and wrinkled.Probably felt that this person's words were too dark, and the people around finally let him go.

Zhan Tianming froze in place, and since the word "Nordlund" appeared just now, Mr. Zhan has been depressed all the time.

Seeing this situation, Lin Chen walked over, patted the other party on the shoulder, and asked, "Is the failed project you bid for before related to Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical?"

Hearing this question, Mr. Xiao Zhan almost burst into tears.

"I...can I go see the chairman first?" Mr. Xiao Zhan looked around, "Where did they send the chairman?"

Lin Chen had no choice but to answer: "The doctor said just now that Chairman Lao Zhan will be sent to the intensive care unit, and idlers are not allowed to enter."

"Ah?" Mr. Xiao Zhan paused, hesitated, "I see, then, do you still go for the physical examination, and I will accompany you?"

"Forget it, we'll go to the intensive care unit to see your father." Lin Chen walked forward as he spoke, and Mr. Xiao Zhan followed closely behind.

After walking for a long time, Mr. Zhan asked, "You...why do you want to know about the bidding issue, and...and...what happened to Nordren's murder?"

"I thought you didn't care." Lin Chen turned around and said.

"No?" Mr. Xiao Zhan struggled for a while, then continued, "I didn't answer your question just now, but I just felt that I didn't know where to start."

"You can start anywhere you want." Lin Chen said.

But about 5 minutes later, Lin Chen deeply regretted what he said just now.

To be precise, although Mr. Xiao Zhan speaks slowly, it does not mean that he speaks less.

Mr. Xiao Zhan is an out-and-out talker. He started to popularize science with him from the whole process of drug listing, and explained in detail the whole complex process of a drug being finally used by patients.

Lin Chen frowned and listened. On the pharmaceutical company side, a series of processes such as the selection of preliminary projects, product development, animal experiments, and clinical trials...It is already rare for drugs that can obtain marketing approval, but there are still drugs to be produced, promoted, and used in the future. All aspects of drug storage and transportation.

And Mr. Xiao Zhan’s father’s factory mainly provides an emulsifier for Zhourui Pharmaceuticals for a long time. The specific chemical terms are like a mountain. Lin Chen’s head is hard to hear, but he still sums up the key information in Mr. Guanghua Chemical provided Zhourui Pharmaceutical with emulsifiers all the year round, but they lost to another little-known company in the new year's bidding.

The sudden change of everything that was supposed to be done properly, the business loss came second, and Mr. Zhan mainly had great doubts about Mr. Zhan's ability.

This was just the trigger, and the reason why Director Zhan was really angry with his brain hemorrhage was even more depressing.

This morning, Director Lao Zhan reported in the Purchasing Department of Zhou Rui that the reason for the failure of Guanghua Chemical’s bid was not the price at all, but the abnormal impurities detected in the emulsifier they provided earlier. Fortunately, the quality inspectors of the pharmaceutical factory Responsible and found the problem, but the company's top management was furious and blacklisted Guanghua Chemical.

Lin Chen and Xiaosheng Zhan walked to the vending machine, took out three coins from their pockets, bought a bottle of iced Coke on the vending machine, and heard Mr. Zhan's voice so depressed that he could pinch water whispering in his ears It sounded: "I was in charge of the production before, and the chairman thought... I didn't manage the production well, something went wrong, but I... I don't know what's going on."

The Coke rolled out, Lin Chen bent down and took it out.

Mr. Xiao Zhan continued: "But if there is a problem with our product, why don't they ask us for compensation? It's okay to go through the commercial process or even the legal process. It's too unfair to just kick us out without giving me a chance to argue. Makes sense."

Lin Chen kept silent. When he heard this, he handed the Coke to the young man in front of him, and said lightly, "Yes."

Mr. Zhan raised his head and refused his Coke: "I don't drink carbonated drinks."

Lin Chen showed his injured hand and said calmly: "I'm not very convenient, just ask you to open it for me."

Mr. Xiao Zhan was embarrassed again, and hurriedly unscrewed the Coke for him.

Lin Chen took a sip of Coke, thought about some things, and asked, "Can your father's internal relationship with Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical tell you what type of impurity it is?"

Mr. Xiao Zhan shook his head violently: "I don't even know where the chairman got the news, and the chairman didn't tell me. If I know, I must ask clearly!" Mr. Xiao Zhan pushed his glasses and started Roll up the cuffs.

Now Zhan Dong is in a coma, and the matter involves an internal response, I am afraid that the possibility of finding out the exact individual is not yet available.Lin Chen pursed his lips and said to Mr. Zhan, "Are you a chemical expert?"

"I... I can't say I'm an expert in chemical engineering, I just learned this..."

Lin Chen interrupted the other party: "I suggest you go back and check the emulsifier products of your factory first. It is better to find a professional organization with high credibility to issue a report. At the same time, check the supply reports of all previous batches. It would have been better to keep the samples, and keep all the evidence.” Lin Chen put the Coke bottle down on the window sill, took out his phone, and continued, “Anyway, as soon as possible.”

"I'm going to do this, I'm going back now!" Mr. Xiao Zhan was about to leave, but he stopped suddenly, very embarrassed, "But... what should the chairman do?"

Lin Chen looked at the other party and asked, "Do you think the factory is more important to your father than his own life?"

"Of course the factory is important." Mr. Xiao Zhan replied without hesitation.

"So what to do, don't you understand?" Lin Chen asked back.

……

Xing Conglian is in the forensics department, waiting for the results of fingerprint identification.

Surrounding him were forensic police officers coming and going. Some were testing the bloody clothes from yesterday when Stankham was stabbed, but more people were doing knife comparison work.

The murder weapon used by the murderer was not found at the scene of Stankang's assassination nor in the surrounding trash cans. They could only judge from the wounds on Stankang's body what type of knife he was stabbed to death. The forensic department is full of Various large and small knives were purchased from the market, but so far, no murder weapon of suitable size has been found.

Now there are very few clues, only a bunch of blurry surveillance videos left, Wang Chao and the rest of the police are constantly checking.

Xing Conglian lit a cigarette, and at this moment, his phone rang.

The moment he connected the phone, Xing Conglian was inexplicably nervous: "What's the matter, is the physical examination result okay?"

"Eh..." Lin Chen's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing this pause, Xing Conglian had a strange guess in his heart, and he doubted: "You haven't checked yet, have you?"

"I planned to go, but encountered some problems." Lin Chen said.

If Lin Chen was in front of him, Xing Conglian would have the urge to knock him down, take off his pants, and beat him up, but it was Lin Chen, he couldn't do that, he could only look at the picture in his mind, and asked patiently by the way: " What happened?"

"I met a strange person." Lin Chen paused and said, "To be precise, it may be a clue that is not a clue."

Xing Conglian switched the phone to the other hand, and listened to Lin Chen briefly describe the supply problem of Guanghua Pharmaceutical.After pondering for a while, he said, "Zhou Rui Pharmaceutical suddenly changed the supplier on the grounds that there were impurities in the raw materials?"

"I can't say it was sudden, but it happened recently." Lin Chen said.

"Do you think there's something wrong here?"

"I can't say it well. It may be because I have heard too many complicated issues in the drug marketing process. I suddenly feel that we have preconceived it from the beginning. This matter may not necessarily be what we thought."