How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

boom!

When Zhang Lianhai heard Matthew's words, all the hairs on his body stood up.

Betty!

Nurse Betty!

and many more!

When I looked at the photo just now, I didn't seem to see Nurse Betty.

Who is Betty?

The head nurse of the neurosurgery department of Kaslinska Hospital just received us and assigned us the main task to help the hospital restore its reputation.

But why is she not in the group photo of the entire hospital?

Cold sweat slid down Zhang Lianhai's cheeks.

He snatched the color photo from Matthew's hand and looked at it carefully again.

As expected, there was no sign of Head Nurse Betty.

Perhaps, because there is wear and tear in the middle of the photo, it is difficult to see the appearance of the two staff members.

Could one of them be Nurse Betty?

It just wouldn't be such a coincidence.

Is it...

"Brother Xiu, what do you mean?"

Zhang Lianhai asked in a deep voice, but his voice sounded a little vague.

Seeing that this guy who was braver than the sky was actually trembling a little, Matthew began to feel uneasy again.

"No, it's nothing! Lian Hai'er, I just didn't see Head Nurse Betty."

"Perhaps, when this photo was taken, she had not yet come to Kaslinska Hospital?"

Zhang Lianhai shook his head: "Impossible!"

"If this photo was taken in the spring of 1909, Head Nurse Betty must have been there. After all, she was already the head nurse. Even if she started from scratch, it would be impossible for her to be promoted so quickly within a year."

"You have to know that nursing and doctoring are professions that value experience, and there is no such thing as young people taking on important tasks..."

Matthew nodded in agreement.

After all, he studied medical physics and had some exposure to medicine.

Whether doctors or nurses, they all need to accumulate a lot of clinical experience, and even if they are gifted, they cannot be entrusted with important tasks.

It’s like killing chickens and sheep. What if you have ten thousand ways of slaughtering them?

People who have never killed a chicken will tremble all over at the sight of blood, so there is no point in killing it.

The same is true in medicine.

People without experience can only accumulate knowledge slowly and can never achieve success all at once.

"So, Nurse Betty is among the two worn-out personnel?"

"Could it be that she..."

Matthew's voice trembled: "Is this the murderer who killed Dr. Wright?"

Zhang Lianhai smiled bitterly: "It's possible, but not certain."

“Even if Nurse Betty’s portrait happened to be worn out, it doesn’t prove that she was the murderer of Dr. Wright.”

"Besides, what if Head Nurse Betty took a day off and didn't come on the day of the photo shoot? Or maybe she was a talent invited by the dean from another hospital later on."

"After all, Kaslinska has declined to such an extent, the people in this photo should have resigned, it's hard to say..."

Matthew rolled his eyes after hearing this.

"Damn it! Lian Hai'er, isn't it the same as not saying anything?"

Zhang Lianhai let out a breath of foul air: "Yeah! I didn't say anything."

"But if you really want to figure it out, there is a way to figure out who these two blurry heads are?"

"Well? What's the solution?"

Zhang Lianhai rubbed the photo and said with a frown.

"Brother Xiu, you also mentioned that color photography has only been around for two years, and this hospital has already mastered the technology to develop it. And judging by the quality of the photos, it shows that their developing skills are quite impressive."

"Plus, the person who took this photo was Dr. Wright, which shows that Dr. Wright was really a photography enthusiast, or a photography expert. You know, in the early 20th century, photographers were probably like mascots."

Matthew agreed with Zhang Lianhai's words: "So..."

"So this hospital must have a darkroom just for Dr. Wright! Because he needs a unique environment to develop his photos and overlay the primary colors!"

Zhang Lianhai said very decisively: "As long as we find Dr. Wright's darkroom, we should be able to find the negative of this photo!"

"I see!"

Matthew's eyes lit up. "If we find the negative, does that mean we can see the faces of those two blurry people clearly? And we can know who killed Dr. Wright?"

Zhang Lianhai smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I don't think so. We have too few clues. We are just guessing and imagining without any basis."

"Huh...that's it!"

He stuffed the photo into Matthew’s hands and said, “Brother Xiu, install it first. It may be useful later.”

"After all, this photo should also include the appearance of Dr. Granvin and his wife. This will be very helpful for us to find out the truth of the whole matter!"

"Uh...okay."

Although Matthew thought that there was no need to find out the truth of the matter, or even to understand what happened between Dr. Granvin and his wife, because it seemed to have nothing to do with the operation that everyone was going to participate in.

But Zhang Lianhai's boldness and carefulness had initially established a certain authority, so Matthew obediently put the photo into his arms.

Forget it, just treat it as a more important game prop.

"Then let's... go?"

Seeing Zhang Lianhai turning around and looking around, preparing to open the door and leave, Matthew couldn't help but ask.

"Well! Let's go! We can't waste any more time. I have explored everything in this room, and there are no other clues!"

"We should go somewhere else. If we can't find the cause of Dr. Wright's death, we'll have to go find Head Nurse Betty and ask her how to start the operation..."

As Zhang Lianhai spoke, he was about to open the door of the room.

Unexpectedly, Brother Xiu's voice sounded faintly behind him.

"Have you really searched everywhere? Lian Hai'er?"

kindness?

Zhang Lianhai turned around and asked, "What do you mean? Where haven't you looked yet?"

Matthew gave a wry smile and stretched out his finger, moving it slowly downwards.

"Is this Dr. Wright's windbreaker? I haven't seen it yet?"

Click!

Coincidentally, another flash of lightning flashed by.

Zhang Lianhai's eyes widened immediately, and he looked at the windbreaker on the ground in the direction Matthew pointed.

He looked pleased.

"Hiss...yes! Brother Xiu, how could I have almost overlooked it? How did you remember it?"

Matthew looked annoyed.

Just now when you held Dr. Wright's head and asked me to take it, I chose to take the windbreaker.

I'd be damned if I could forget about this.

Without waiting for Matthew to say anything, Zhang Lianhai walked over quickly and bent down to pick up the windbreaker.

After searching the inner and outer pockets of his windbreaker for a while, the joy on his face became even greater.

"There's a clue!"

Like a magic trick, he pulled out a black and gray notebook from the inner pocket of his windbreaker.

Book?

Seeing that he really had a clue, Matthew came over curiously.

But it seemed to be a notebook, not big, just big enough to be held in one hand.

The cover is made of genuine leather with exquisite texture.

There is even a signature in pen from Dr. Wright in the lower right corner of the notebook, which reads…

【Wright Alfonso's Diary】

Journal?

Zhang Lianhai and Matthew looked at each other.

Damn it, who writes a diary?

Do you keep a diary?

I don't write!

Do you write?

Who can write down what’s in their heart in a diary?

Can what is written down still be called what is in your heart?

...despicable!

Hahaha!

The two immediately opened Dr. Wright's diary with great curiosity.