2787: C2787 Begoniae Fructus

C2787 Begoniae Fructus

Wang Yue looked at the corpse with a frown and was shocked. The surrounding cameras had all been destroyed, leaving no trace behind. Looking at the dead man's clothes and watch, it was worth millions. He would not die.

Her face was grave.

According to normal logic, if they wanted to kill him, they wouldn't let go of the valuables on his body. However, if those valuables were still there, they wouldn't rob him.

Even though this was the real name system, there were still some huge powers that would not casually inject information into their computers. They would have a few fake identities on their bodies. For example, the only body of the Gray Shadow that could be searched, the ID card on his body was that of a foreigner, one from Singapore.

The two police officers were doing an investigation and didn't let go of any clues.

But the murderer was neat, like an old hand. The police officer found this unbelievable, because according to the degree of damage to the corpse, it was as if he was killed by a blunt instrument. Moreover, if his arms were to explode, it would only be possible to create a cruel scene if his arms were placed in a meat grinder.

But there was no trace of machine drag.

How did these people die?

There was a hole in the ground. After digging down for half a meter, there was only a patch of yellow soil. There were no other clues. It was the mark of Nine's sarcophagus, but the police wouldn't believe that something could come out of the ground.

Wang Yue fell into deep thought after hearing the report.

Could it have something to do with Yang Ping?

This was Wang Yue's greatest concern. She was very clear about Yang Ping's identity. He was a devil who came out from a massacre, so these sensitivities must be related to him. Right now, the key thing was to find Yang Ping so that they could cure him.

She walked toward the infirmary.

He was slightly afraid.

As an audit of the bandits, Wang Yue was most afraid of her friends who would do heinous things. She feared that her loved ones would be quick to take revenge on her enemies. There were many things in life that she was most afraid of. She saw with her own eyes an old colleague who had worked diligently for more than a decade and had died for his son's crimes.

She didn't even dare to approach the infirmary, afraid that she would see the side that she didn't dare to see.

However, Wang Yue still walked into the infirmary. She didn't find Yang Ping, who wanted to interrogate him, but seeing the messy bodies inside the infirmary, these people were wearing night clothes, of the highest quality, equipment that even the special forces didn't have. Each of them was worth a lot.

However, what shocked Wang Yue the most was that the dead person had a bloody hole in his forehead.

The holes were small and hard to find. Even the most famous sharpshooter in the army couldn't hit each enemy at the same time and then hit the same spot. But someone had done it, and killing was like a work of art.

Needles, only needles, could cause such fine scars.

Wang Yue's heart sank to the bottom.

Because Yang Ping uses needles, as a Chinese doctor, the way he uses needles is very strong. Killing people is not a complicated matter. Wang Yue took a deep breath and continued moving forward. She found Zhu Xi's figure in the room. She had her back to the door and looked out the window at the morning sky. There was no blue sky nor white clouds, only a slight anxious drizzle.

The sky was gray.

Looking out the window, his entire body was dyed with grey.

Zhu Xi's shoulders trembled as she looked out of the window. Wang Yue walked closer. When she saw the tears flowing down Zhu Xi's face, she couldn't help but jump in fright. She consoled, "Were you scared by the corpse? As I said, the crime scene doesn't suit you. "

In fact, there was no battle in the room.

In the wardrobe hung the shabby clothes Yang Ping brought. For this reason, Zhu Xi had even mocked his taste, which was similar to a beggar's. However, it was these tattered clothes that made Zhu Xi feel incomparably intimate. For some reason, Zhu Xi's feelings for Yang Ping were surging out like a tide.

If it was the undercurrent below the volcano, it was now a huge wave on the sea.

There was no way to hide it.

He didn't want to hide it either.

She cried, not because she couldn't see Yang Ping now, but because she felt that she couldn't see Yang Ping anymore.

This was a very strange telepathic feeling. It was hard to explain it clearly, and it was not something Wang Yue could understand. Because she wouldn't understand that the moment Yang Ping had given all the Qi of Top Yang to Zhu Xi to save her life, their fates were linked.

There was no way to separate them.

"Is it too tired?"

Zhu Xi's appearance was very worrisome. Ever since the fever in the apartment, her body seemed to be extremely weak, causing people to feel pity for her. Wang Yue was very unhappy with Yang Ping. If he didn't come out now, could it be that he could only watch as Zhu Xi continued to cry?

How could a man bear to see a woman he loved cry?

But Yang Ping had disappeared.

It was as if he had never appeared at all.

Wang Yue panicked and forced herself to stay calm. She smiled, "Don't worry. Yang Ping is so lucky that nothing will happen to him. The scourge is a thousand years old. "He's talking about people like Yang Ping."

Zhu Xi didn't respond. She was still crying.

He was getting more and more upset.

Just as Wang Yue was about to speak, Zhu Xi turned around and hugged her. She cried, "It's too late, Yang Ping left me."

"How could that be?"

Wang Yue's heart thumped, thinking back to when Yang Ping left the Huafu Apartment, that determined and desolate back of his, she thought it was just her imagination, but now it seemed like it was going to come true. She shook her head, thinking, no way, Yang Ping was very strong, so even if he couldn't beat him, nothing would happen to him.

The phone did not ring, and the message did not return.

Wang Yue and Zhu Xi repeatedly bombarded him, but were unable to find Yang Ping. Zhu Xi was forced to wait at the Huahang Group office. There were some things she could not see.

The investigation was complete.

Ready to pack up.

Wang Yue ordered the others to leave and accompany Zhu Xi. Today, Zhu Xi was in an abnormal state. There were even more tears than before. The scariest thing was that the sadness Zhu Xi revealed had infected Wang Yue, giving birth to an inexplicable sadness.

Yang Ping couldn't be dead, right?

Such a thought appeared in Wang Yue's mind, and at the same time, she was almost scared to death.

Surely not.

Wang Yue consoled herself, but her heart felt heavy as she looked out the window at the cloudy sky. She also had a bad feeling about this, because at this moment, Yang Ping seemed to have completely left everyone's life, leaving behind only memories.

"Stop!"

Wang Yue woke up from her stupor and walked out. When she saw the cars arrive at the door, a dozen armed men got out and surrounded them. The safety of the submachine gun was turned on, indicating that they could shoot at any time.

She was angered. This was an investigation so how could the military control the situation?

"Who are you?"

Wang Yue stepped forward and questioned, "This is the investigation department's case. Even if you are from the military, you have no right to interfere." Leave immediately, or I will report back to your superiors. "

"No need. From now on, we will take over this case."

The leader was a man of about thirty years of age. He had a squarish face and octagonal eyebrows. His aura was as vast as the ocean. Standing before her eyes, he looked like waves crashing against her soul. Wang Yue could not help but turn pale.

"Who are you?"2

Wang Yue sneered.

Although her opponent was of great background, she was not afraid of him.

"Lin Haitang, Special Legion, Legion Commander."

Lin Haitang said with a faint smile.

Wang Yue was puzzled. Where did this department come from? Suddenly, she remembered that there was a special department in the military that had unimaginable authority. It seemed to be a department that specialized in investigating high-impact cases.

Lin Haitang's rank was at the commander rank.

To alert this person to attack, this case seemed to have an even more horrifying impact than he had thought.

Lin Haitang took out the documents, passed them over and said: "Director Wang, here are the documents from Yun Province Inspection Office. From now on, we will be in charge of this case. Thank you for your hard work."

Wang Yue opened her mouth and looked at the document with a dejected expression.

However, the next sentence that Lin Haitang said almost made Wang Yue jump up.

"Capture all those who are related to Yang Ping and investigate, regardless of whether they are friends or relatives, don't let any of them go. "Search!" After Lin Haitang turned around, he stared at the infirmary with a cold gaze and said in a deep voice.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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