Chapter 14 Chapter Fourteen

Le En rested his elbows on the table and supported his head with his hands. He was so tired that the words and sentences in front of him were always tangled up, either floating around, or running up and down, just like every time he wanted to be perfect. Flawlessly typed something, that old typewriter just came to make trouble.Lehn yawned, blinked, then wiped his glasses and tried to read from the beginning. In front of him is a piece of kraft paper from the Tobacco and Alcohol Monopoly Bureau. Although the content on the paper is full of typos and poor calligraphy, it can be seen that it was written carefully and slowly.

A red stamp was stamped on the document: no prosecution. Le En sighed gloomily, and wrote the accuser's name in his notes.The female staff, who were forced to work overtime on Saturdays, closed the filing cabinets heavily to express their dissatisfaction. So far, she has uncovered seven indictments related to Nyman. Lehn has finished one copy and has six left.Lehn read them one by one in order. The next letter was well-worded and squarely typed on heavy textured paper. The content of the letter is as follows: Lehn put the report aside, wrote something in his notes, and moved on to the next indictment.

Lehn didn't understand the terms the doctor wrote, but it looked like this Johansson's wrist was going to swell up from seeping fluid, and if the swelling didn't go away on its own, it would have to be pierced and drained, so that, Patients engaged in printing work had to suspend work. Then he read the official commentary. The female clerk had stopped smashing the drawers of the filing cabinet and walked over to Lehn. "I've exhausted all the information about Team Leader Nieman's year, unless I'm asked to look further." "No, it's fine, just give me what you found." Le En whispered.

"Are you going to stay long?" "One more time, just finish reading this." Le En said, and the woman walked away. Le En took off his glasses and polished them, then continued to look down. The woman who wrote the letter also included her own address, as well as the addresses of the nursery, business, doctor and police station. The comments after the letter are as follows: Lehn sighed and put the letter down.He remembered that he had read an interview with the Chief of Police, saying that the Disciplinary Office had received 742 complaint letters in the past three years, and only one of them was sent to the prosecutor for legal action.

What on earth does that prove, Lehn thought. The Commissioner is only showing his stupidity by making this matter known to the world. The next document was short, written in pencil and large on note paper. Le En took notes in his notes, hoping to understand what he wrote in the future.With only two copies left to read, Le En took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyes, then blinked and continued to read. Inspectors Lars Evar Svensson and Stern Holmgreen, who brought Mr Najib to the police station, said that Najib did appear to be drunk or having a drug addiction.Not processed. The last letter of complaint seemed the most interesting, and it was from a policeman.

"Oh, it's him," Lehn said to himself. He continued to read the commentary section, which was longer than the complaint. Le En shook his head, wondering if he had read it wrong.I think should not be.At least the signature was clear, and he knew something about Patrol Ericson. The words in front of him became more and more entangled. When the female staff member piled a pile of new documents to his right, Le En seemed to want to push them away. "Do you want me to go back further?" The woman asked coldly, "Do you want to take that material called Huerter? And your own?"

"No need," Le En said pleasantly, "I'll just write down the names and information of the last few pieces, and then the two of us can leave." He blinked and quickly wrote a few strokes in the notebook. "I can also call up Ulholm's complaint," the woman said sarcastically, "if you want." Ulholm, a police officer in the Solna district, is known for his short temper, and he has the most complaints against others. Le En leaned over the table, shaking his head in frustration.