Anti-gang campaign: Female bureau chief

If 273 is the next number, then this capsule with number 273 is in the killer's hands.

The fact that this note was tucked into the deceased's chest may indicate that there was some direct connection between the capsule and him; perhaps he ate it, or perhaps his family members had problems because they ate the capsule.

Han Qiuping's Yuejifang is located on the second floor of a mixed-use commercial and residential building on Cuihu Road in the west of the city. The storefront is not large, but it is decorated very exquisitely.

Entering through the glass doors along the street, you are greeted by a light pink logo wall with the words "Yuejifang - Women's Private Nourishment Expert" written in gold lettering. The font is elegant, and it is decorated with a few hand-painted peonies.

In the front hall, there was a set of off-white leather sofas and a glass coffee table. On the coffee table were several beautifully bound product brochures, and the air was filled with a faint sweet aroma of red dates and angelica.

If it weren't for the police officers from the special task force standing inside in their uniforms, any customer who walked in would have thought they had entered a high-end beauty salon.

Zhao Rui and his team from the Economic Crime Investigation Department and the Food and Drug Environmental Crime Investigation Department had been working inside for over an hour.

They moved more than a dozen cardboard boxes out of the warehouse, filled with various bottles and jars, including donkey-hide gelatin cakes, bird's nest porridge, angelica paste, and boxes and boxes of "placenta extract capsules" that hadn't yet been labeled.

The capsules are packaged in a transparent glass bottle, with sixty capsules per bottle. The bottle has an elegantly designed white label with the product name, ingredient list, and instructions for use, but the section for the health food approval number is blank.

Zhao Rui picked up a bottle and twirled it under the light; the dark red capsules inside the glass bottle made a soft rustling sound.

He handed the bottle to the food and drug administration officer next to him, saying that this batch of goods was exactly the same as the bottle found in Qiao Xiaoyue's bedside table. The same packaging, the same font, the same lack of batch number, and even the slight printing misalignment on the edge of the label was exactly the same.

The law enforcement officer took the bottle, glanced at it, and his expression changed.

He squatted down and rummaged through the boxes one by one, then stood up and said to Jiang Ruolan:

"Director Jiang, none of the capsules here have a health food approval number. According to the Food Safety Law, health foods without an approval number are ordinary foods and cannot claim any efficacy. However, these labels blatantly state 'nourishing yin and replenishing blood,' 'beauty and skin care,' and 'delaying aging,' which constitutes suspected false advertising and illegal business operations. If harmful ingredients are detected, it may also involve the crime of producing and selling toxic and harmful food."

He picked up a bottle of capsules, shook it, and added:

"According to regulations, such products must be produced by companies with pharmaceutical or health food production qualifications, and the label must indicate the name of the manufacturer and the production license number. However, Han Qiuping's source is highly suspicious. Her packaging only has the distributor's name and no manufacturer information, which is typical of products from underground black workshops."

Jiang Ruolan was waiting in the front hall.

When Han Qiuping was brought down from the second-floor office, she was wearing a dark green silk shirt, black trousers, her hair was neatly styled, and her makeup was flawless.

She didn't look like a suspect being raided by the police; she looked more like she was on her way to a business meeting.

She sat down on the sofa, her legs together and slightly to the side, her hands folded on her knees, her posture elegant and proper.

But Jiang Ruolan noticed that her fingertips were trembling slightly. The finger with the exquisite manicure was tapping lightly on her knee, very quickly, like a caged bird pecking at food.

"Han Qiuping, where is the approval number for the placenta extract capsules your company sells as a health food product?" Jiang Ruolan asked directly.

Han Qiuping smiled slightly, her tone neither hurried nor slow:

"Director Jiang, our product is food, not health supplement. The label has never been printed with the words 'health supplement.' As for the name 'Zi He Che,' it's just a traditional Chinese medicine name. We use it to reflect the traditional cultural connotation of the product. Just like the medicinal cuisine sold in restaurants, it uses ordinary ingredients."

"Then explain what's going on with the claims of 'nourishing yin and blood, beautifying the skin, and delaying aging' printed on your product brochure? Can food products claim therapeutic effects? Also, our technicians detected sheep and pig placenta in the bottle of capsules they found at Qiao Xiaoyue's house, and the levels of E. coli were seriously excessive. Where did you get these capsules from?"

Han Qiuping paused for a moment with her fingers on her knees, then quickly resumed tapping.

She maintained her smile and, in a rehearsed tone, said that she was just a distributor, that the products were obtained from upstream suppliers, and that the suppliers' information involved trade secrets and could not be disclosed.

As for the bottle of capsules found in Qiao Xiaoyue's house, she didn't know what happened to it. It was probably something Qiao Xiaoyue bought through other channels and had nothing to do with Yuejifang.

Jiang Ruolan didn't beat around the bush with her anymore.

She placed a document obtained from the industry and commerce department on the coffee table. The document contained Yuejifang's business registration change records for the past three years, showing that Yuejifang changed its registered address four times in three years, and each time the change occurred just before the food and drug administration department carried out a special inspection of health products.

The most recent replacement was less than two months ago.

she says:

"A legitimate business wouldn't change its registered address every few months. What are you hiding from? Inspections, or victims?"

Han Qiuping's expression finally changed, and her delicate smile slowly curled up like a peeled-off sticker.

She stopped tapping her knees with her fingers, instead interlacing her fingers and resting them on her knees, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

Jiang Ruolan pressed on, continuing to ask:

"We have reviewed your company's client list from the past three years. Qiao Xiaoyue is just one of them. She was asked to try out your company because she took on your GG design project."

In addition, your product has been sold to at least a hundred women, some of whom experienced vomiting and diarrhea, some suffered liver damage, and some were hospitalized. Their complaint records and mediation agreements are on file with the Municipal Consumer Association and the Market Supervision Bureau.

One of the most serious victims' families had a wife who experienced severe adverse reactions after taking your product. He repeatedly sought an explanation from you, but you consistently refused to admit that there was anything wrong with the product.

This person lives in the west of the city, less than two kilometers from here. You must truthfully disclose all the information about your upstream suppliers: where their production sites are located, where their raw materials come from, how many people their sales network covers—every detail must be clear. Disclosing now will only benefit you.”

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