Mountain Eagle and Tessa glanced at each other, hurriedly pushed the door open, got out of the car, and found Chief...

"What happened?"

Tessa grabbed Chief and asked loudly, "What's going on with you?"

Chief, while signaling his officers to look around, said in a lowered voice, "The kidnapper's surgery just ended an hour ago. A few minutes before, when the nurse entered the ward to check on him, she found the guy was already dead.

The attending doctor secretly told me that the guy died of a pulmonary embolism; he suspects someone must have sneaked into the ward and injected air into his veins."

Upon hearing this, Tessa, with wide eyes, said, "Then what are you waiting for? Notify everyone to lock down the hospital. What are you having them look for outside?"

Chief, helplessly spreading his hands, said, "Officer Tessa, without the forensic doctor's verification, I cannot confirm if what the doctor said is true. What if he is lying to avoid responsibility for a surgical error?

And the higher-ups have ordered not to stir up a fuss that might scare the tourists.

Right now, there are quite a few tourists in the hospital..."

Mountain Eagle was about to pull an act like those higher-ups when Tessa surprisingly responded maturely. She nodded slightly and said, "Take me to see the body. And don't have people searching outside anymore. They wouldn't recognize the killer if they were face-to-face.

There should be surveillance inside the hospital. Check it and try not to make too much noise. We must first ensure that no one else gets hurt in the process."

Seeing Chief organizing work after receiving the orders, Mountain Eagle looked at Tessa, who had suddenly become mature, and said with a smile, "Am I seeing things? Is our Officer Tessa starting to think of the bigger picture?"

Tessa rolled her eyes and said, "The dead guy was a scoundrel. Why should I be in any hurry?

No matter who killed him, it means there's one less bad guy in the world!"

Mountain Eagle was amused by this sort of logic common in the world of police officers and couldn't help but raise his thumb saying, "Exactly, that's the spirit!

It doesn't matter what that kidnapper came to Kamui for or who he offended. He certainly didn't have Kamui in his crosshairs.

The investigation can wait a step..."

Then Mountain Eagle saw his rehabilitation therapist and turned to Tessa with a smile, "You go to the scene. I'll have Pigeon and Daria accompany you, and bring Marta along as well.

The dead guy was connected to the death of her parents. It's good for her to have a look. Even if it doesn't extinguish her desire for revenge, it might still give her some comfort."

Inside the hospital's rehabilitation room, Mountain Eagle was sitting in a chair while the masseuse applied a medicinal ointment to his knees and ankles...

Looking at Yuliy sitting a little uneasily beside him, Mountain Eagle said with a smile, "You got shot through the thigh, and I reckon your leg injury hasn't healed. I'll ask the doctor to take a look at you and also arrange a rehabilitation plan for you."

Yuliy, a bit uncomfortable, said, "Arrange a rehabilitation plan for me? I have a doctor's prescription…"

Mountain Eagle waved his hand with a laugh and said, "You and your sister are with me now, and I haven't even discussed your salaries with you yet.

Of course, I have to leave a good impression now, so it will be easier to negotiate when it comes to talking about the money.

Don't worry. The rehabilitation therapists and masseuses here are great. It's my treat…"

Upon hearing this, Yuliy's face lit up with a bright smile, and she boldly lifted her skirt, revealing a jujube-sized bullet scar on her left thigh.

"Boss, this scar is ugly. I want to find a plastic surgeon to fix it up. Can you treat me?"

Mountain Eagle generously waved his hand and said, "No problem. Get the best doctor for a skin graft surgery. I guarantee you'll be a perfect girl when you get off the surgery table."

Yuliy, excited, clutched her chest with both hands and said with a strained face, "Boss, I feel a bit unwell here, and I'm not too satisfied with my nose either. Can you adjust that too?"

Mountain Eagle, noticing the peculiar glances from others in the rehab room, rubbed his nose and said, "I think aside from the scar on your leg, everything else about you is good enough.

Trust the boss's judgment; some money doesn't need to be spent!"

With that, Mountain Eagle avoided Yuliy's watery eyes and turned to look at a guy sitting nearby with a traction device around his neck and electrodes on his waist. He said, "Buddy, what do you think?"

The guy being questioned was a man in his 40s, with dense hair, dark skin, single eyelids, a broad nose, and a slender face…

His body was covered in numerous small scars, and his hands were covered in calluses. He had an honest and simple appearance, the kind that was typically seen as an easy target…

Hearing Mountain Eagle's question, the man smiled honestly, revealing the tip of his tongue missing a small section, and spoke a few indistinct words, then closed his mouth with a foolish grin.

The doctor in his 50s handling the man's rehab responded with a smile towards Mountain Eagle, "He doesn't speak clearly. Let me answer for him. He says, you are absolutely right!"

Mountain Eagle glanced sideways at the knife wound on the man's waist, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Buddy, though I didn't hear it clearly, you made your point very clear.

You have good taste!"

Saying that, Mountain Eagle pointed to the man's waist and then to his own leg, smiling, "You're also a strong person!"

The man just smiled foolishly without speaking, but his rehab doctor said rather proudly, "This guy is the strongest person I've ever seen.

When he was brought here 10 years ago, he had a dislocated cervical spine and a fractured lumbar spine. Our hospital's doctors performed 6 major surgeries to save his life."

"We all thought he wouldn't be able to stand up again, but this guy created a miracle.

Our hospital's rehabilitation center couldn't have been established without his contribution."

Speaking of which, the rehabilitation doctor patted the middle-aged man's arm and said, "Who would believe that someone who was almost confirmed to be disabled could still go fishing every day?

Chakdi is Kamui's best fisherman, he always finds the biggest lobsters and moray eels, and he's also the only one who can capture the silhouette of a whale shark with tourists every December to February."

Mountain Eagle listened and said with amazement, "Wow, I've always wanted to see those gentle giants; I thought I'd have to go to places like the Philippines or Australia for that."

Saying so, Mountain Eagle glanced at Chakdi's shoes, then reached out to give him a firm handshake and said, "Come December, I'll definitely contact you.

I want to take some pictures of whale sharks and put them in the lobby of the Volunteer Police office for promotion.

Honestly, if we can develop a dedicated tourist route because of it, a lot of people can benefit."

Chakdi was not good at talking, but the rehabilitation doctor was a very talkative person...

He patted the seemingly shy Chakdi on the shoulder and said to Mountain Eagle, "You definitely should listen to Officer Yue Shan; that cruise tourism route has made a lot of money for many people.

You've recently brought a lot of tourists there; you definitely understand the benefits of having one more route better than I do."

After listening, Chakdi slightly nodded, his eyelids drooping, and spoke with an insecure voice...

Mountain Eagle, seeing this honest man seemed not fond of talking, smiled and passed him a business card, inviting him to take him out to sea when he was free, and from time to time he hissed in pain during the masseuse's movements, asking her to go easy...

The masseuse was a woman in her thirties, sitting on a small stool, with Mountain Eagle's right leg resting on her thigh, she used strong thumbs to massage around the tendons of the knee...

With the massage and the penetration of the medication, soon Mountain Eagle felt a warmth infiltrating his knee, a slight tingling and itching sensation that made him feel comforted, and his stiff knee seemed to improve a bit.

Of course, it was an illusion, but the injury had been steadily improving, which was very satisfying to Mountain Eagle.

The entire physiotherapy and rehabilitation session lasted over two hours, and after patiently waiting for the rehabilitation doctor to record his recovery situation, Mountain Eagle politely bid farewell to go to join Tessa and others.

On the way, Mountain Eagle looked at Yuliy, who, like himself, was hobbling, and said with a smile, "Did you notice anything just now?"

Yuliy touched her slightly itchy wound and said, "I think the doctors here are very good, especially Dr. Rakh with his electrical therapy, which seems really beneficial for my wound."

Mountain Eagle shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not talking about Dr. Rakh; I'm talking about his patient, that Chakdi."

Yuliy paused and then, stopping to think back, said, "Chakdi? What's wrong with him?"

As she spoke, Yuliy stopped walking and recalled, "He has sustained serious injuries; his body has many old scars, some from cuts, some that look like burn marks, other than that I didn't notice anything else noteworthy..."

Mountain Eagle, supporting himself with a cane, walked forward and said with a smile, "He has injuries on both hands; one of his right fingers is swollen, probably a contusion."

Saying that, Mountain Eagle looked at Yuliy, who was frowning in recollection, and then laughingly said, "Don't bother, the guy has been consciously hiding the wounds on his hands, so it's normal you didn't see them.

What made me notice him wasn't the wounds, but the shoes..."

"Shoes?"

Yuliy said in surprise, "What about his shoes?"

Mountain Eagle thought for a moment and said, "Dr. Rakh has no reason to lie to me, and Chakdi indeed smells of fish, which shows he really is a fisherman.

But I noticed Chakdi was wearing flat-soled shoes, and the tread of the rubber soles was worn smooth.

His shoes aren't old, but the soles being worn smooth can only be intentional.

Most importantly, Thai fishermen typically wear flip-flops and sandals, and they work barefoot or in waterproof shoes.

Those flat-soled shoes do not match his clothes at all..."

Upon hearing this, Yuliy exclaimed in surprise, "Flat-soled shoes to avoid leaving distinct footprints, injuries on the fists indicating he's fought with people...

That guy is an assassin?"

As she spoke, Yuliy looked towards Tessa and the others not far away and said in surprise, "Boss, why didn't you just say..."

Mountain Eagle said with a chuckle, "There we are, two injured people, with other patients and doctors in the rehabilitation center...

What if I'm right and the guy goes on the attack?

And I don't necessarily think he's a bad person...

An East Asian illegal immigrant who has been hiding in Thailand as a fisherman for ten years, and a North Korean at that, I doubt he's offended the Wu Clan gang from thousands of miles away.

There must be something we don't know about..."

"How did you know?"

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