I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week Chapter 2051: The Hidden Murderer

Chapter 2051: The Hidden Murderer

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hearing Lin Yi’s words, both Song Gang and Huang Xiaoli were astonished.

They hadn’t expected him to a.n.a.lyze the situation from such a professional angle.

For them, such insight required a high level of expertise that an average person wouldn’t possess.

Soon, they composed themselves, and Huang Xiaoli said,

“Officer Lin, are you suspecting that the deceased was murdered?”

“I don’t necessarily suspect that, but I think it’s a possibility,” Lin Yi replied.

“If the patient indeed died due to post-surgical inflammation, then there’s nothing more to say. However, if an external factor caused the patient’s death, then an investigation is warranted.”

“Let me check.”

With that, Song Gang inspected the body again, and Huang Xiaoli followed him.

“There is indeed a dark red discoloration, so we can’t rule out the possibility that Officer Lin mentioned. If we really want to investigate the cause of death, there’s a way,” Song Gang said.

“We can check the levels of hemoglobin and fibrinogen in the blood. This data can help determine the true cause of death, and such evidence is admissible in court.”

“Then I’ll trouble you both to conduct the tests and hopefully get results soon.”

“No trouble at all, Officer Lin,” Song Gang replied.

“We’ll handle it from here, but it might take some time. We should have the results by tomorrow.”

“That’s fine. We’ve already come this far. Waiting another day is no big deal.”

As they spoke, Huang Xiaoli collected a blood sample from the deceased to take back for testing.

The three then left the autopsy room, where Zhang Peng and Zhang Zixin were waiting outside.

“Brother Lin, how did it go?”

“We did find some suspicious signs, but we’ll have to wait for the test results to know more.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Peng and Zhang Zixin exchanged a glance.

“Could it really be possible that the deceased was murdered?” Zhang Zixin asked, surprised.

“It’s possible. This autopsy wasn’t in vain,” Lin Yi replied. “We should thoroughly investigate the ICU staff who were on duty that day.”

“Got it.”

Afterward, the group went outside the hospital, saw off Song Gang and Huang Xiaoli, and Lin Yi checked his watch and saw that it was already past 4 PM.

“I have some other matters to attend to later, so I’ll leave the follow-up investigation to you.”

“No problem.”

After giving these instructions, Lin Yi drove away from the hospital.

Today was his future mother-in-law’s birthday, and he couldn’t afford to be late.

After leaving the hospital, Lin Yi went home first to change into the clothes Yan Ci had bought for him a few days ago, grabbed the gift he had prepared, and set out to pick up Qin Han and Liang Jinming.

As for Gao Zongyuan, that troublemaker would be going with He Yuanyuan, so Lin Yi didn’t need to pick him up.

While driving, Lin Yi fell into deep thought.

It seemed like the system’s task was beginning to make sense.

If Zhang Lixia’s husband had indeed been murdered, then there must be a culprit!

And the system’s task was to find the true murderer.

This case could very well be what the system was pointing to!

Thinking about this, Lin Yi stroked his chin. Who would have thought that a seemingly ordinary inheritance case could uncover so much?

This world is full of unpredictable people!

Before long, Lin Yi arrived at Peninsula Hotel, where he picked up Qin Han and Liang Jinming. Once they were in the car, they both looked at Lin Yi with s.h.i.+ning eyes.

“Brother Lin, we heard you stayed at President Ji’s house the night before.”

“How do you guys even know that?”

“Old Gao told me,” Liang Jinming said, giving Lin Yi a thumbs up.

“Brother Lin, you’re amazing! You handled it quietly, and now I see why Uncle Qin always says you’re a rascal. The old generation really can read people so well.”

“Hey, are you complimenting me or insulting me?”

“Ah, don’t sweat the details. The point is you pulled it off. We were racking our brains trying to help you, but you sorted it out on your own.”

“It was just luck. It wasn’t as simple as you think.”

With nothing else to do, Lin Yi recounted the events of the crackdown operation to the two of them. They were stunned at first, then burst out laughing.

“d.a.m.n, was this divine intervention from your father-in-law?”

After hearing Lin Yi’s story, the two of them laughed so hard they almost couldn’t breathe.

“See? Good things come to those who wait. The opportunity just showed up.”

“Man, you could write a book,” Qin Han teased.

“Writing a book wouldn’t help. You guys wouldn’t learn anything.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re both ugly.”

“You b*stard!”

The three of them bantered their way to Ji Qingyan’s house.

Apart from Qin Han and the others, only a few close relatives had come over. There were about a dozen people, just enough to fit around one table.

Feeling a bit nervous, Lin Yi was greeted by Ji Antai as soon as he got out of the car.

Inside, Ji Qingyan and He Yuanyuan were sitting on the sofa, talking about something.

Ji Qingyan seemed calm, but He Yuanyuan kept glaring at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi was tempted to take off his shoe and throw it at her face.

“Auntie, happy birthday! I wish you many more to come, and may you stay young and beautiful forever.”

Liang Jinming’s sweet words made Song Minghui beam with joy.

Though he wasn’t as skilled as Lin Yi, Liang Jinming was certainly capable of charming women of Song Minghui’s age.

“Oh, you didn’t have to bring gifts. You’re not strangers.”

“Auntie, don’t worry about it. It’s just a small token of our appreciation.”

“Alright, alright…”

Song Minghui smiled and said, “Go ahead and sit down. Dinner will be ready soon.”

“But today is your day, so we shouldn’t let you cook. Let Old Lin show what he’s got.”

Qin Han said as he pulled Lin Yi into the kitchen to give him a chance to show off since the tension between them hadn’t completely thawed yet.

Lin Yi didn’t mind. If he wanted to win Ji Qingyan over, he would need the help of Song Minghui and Ji Antai.

Ji Antai was already on board, so now it was time to win over Song Minghui.

“My son-in-law works so hard. We shouldn’t make him cook.”

After the events of that night, Song Minghui had already started calling Lin Yi “son-in-law,” which showed how much closer they had become.

“I slack off all the time. It’s no trouble.”

Lin Yi didn’t say anything else and simply grabbed an ap.r.o.n before heading into the kitchen to start preparing dinner.

Seeing Lin Yi enter the kitchen, Ji Qingyan frowned slightly.

He still had injuries, and cooking might cause them to reopen.

“Senior Sister, what are you frowning about?” He Yuanyuan asked.

“Go help in the kitchen. He’s injured, and his wounds could tear open,” Ji Qingyan said softly.