"Wait." Gong Jian called out to the main commanders beside him.
"Let's analyze this. Forget the others; let's focus on Jiang Yan Hai. He wouldn't make trouble for no reason. If he really were being unreasonable, then forget six people—even if sixty targets were scattered throughout a city that once had a population of two hundred thousand, there'd be no way we could find them."
"So there had to be a pattern to this. When I checked just now, I noticed that quite a few things hadn't been moved out of the hospital, such as filing cabinets."
"And since the patient had tuberculosis, he would definitely have gone to the relevant department. He should have registered with respiratory medicine or pulmonary medicine. We'll thoroughly search the pulmonary medicine department. Don't overlook anything inside, including any newspapers." Gong Jian spoke seriously.
"Although there are other hospitals in this city, the People's Hospital is the largest and has the best technical conditions. The others are just small hospitals. It's not that they're completely incapable, but this place should have the best conditions."
"Other than the sentries, everyone go to the pulmonary medicine department. Carefully search the outpatient department and inpatient department under pulmonary medicine as well. I want detailed information on every item left behind, even a single newspaper."
"Yes!" Everyone replied over the communications channel.
This search was extremely thorough. More than twenty minutes later, all the remaining items had been gathered.
Looking at the pile of things, they realized there was quite a lot left behind.
"What's this?" Gong Jian was the first to notice what appeared to be a folder.
"It was found at the nurse's station in the pulmonary medicine department. Everything is here," a special forces soldier responsible for searching the area immediately reported.
Gong Jian immediately