745: C745 Begoniae Fructus

C745 Begoniae Fructus

1Wang Yue looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned. She was shocked, all the surveillance cameras around had been destroyed and no one could find any clues. Seeing the clothes the victim was wearing, as well as the watch he was wearing, it was worth millions, so he wouldn't 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.

After hearing the report, Wang Yue fell into deep thought.

Could it be related to Yang Ping?

This was the problem that Wang Yue was most worried about. She was very clear about Yang Ping's identity. She was a devil who walked out from a massacre, so these sensitivities must be related to him. Right now, the key thing was to find Yang Ping so she could cure his illness.

She walked toward the infirmary.

He was slightly afraid.

As a police officer who was opposing the criminals, Wang Yue was most afraid of friends who would do things that would harm the heavens and the earth. 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, when Wang Yue walked into the infirmary, she did not find Yang Ping who wanted to question him about it. However, when she saw the corpses that were strewn all over the infirmary, she realized that these people were all wearing night clothes. The quality was outrageous.

However, what shocked Wang Yue was that there was an additional bloody hole between the eyebrows of the person who died.

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 used needles, as a Chinese doctor, his method of using needles was very strong, and killing people was not a complicated matter. Wang Yue took a deep breath and continued moving forward. She found Zhu Xi's silhouette in the room, her back facing the door as she looked at the morning sky outside the window. There were no blue skies nor white clouds.

The sky was gray.

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

Zhu Xi's shoulders trembled as she silently looked out the window, not turning her head back. Wang Yue approached, and seeing that tears were flowing down Zhu Xi's face, she could not help but be shocked, and comforted: "Was I scared by a corpse? As I said, the crime scene doesn't suit you. "

In fact, there was no battle in the room.

Hanging inside the wardrobe was the shabby clothes that Yang Ping had brought along. For this reason, Zhu Xi had even mocked his taste, it was similar to a beggar. But it was precisely this piece of worn out clothes that caused Zhu Xi to feel extremely close to him. For some reason, Zhu Xi's feelings for Yang Ping surfaced 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 anymore, but because she felt that she would never see Yang Ping again.

This was a very strange kind of telepathy, it was hard to explain clearly, nor was it something that Wang Yue could understand. Because she didn't understand that the moment Yang Ping had given all the Qi of Top Yang s that excessively saved her life, their fates were linked together.

There was no way to separate them.

"Is it too tired?"

Wang Yue's appearance was very worrisome. After the fever in the apartment, her body seemed to be especially weak, causing others to feel pity for him. Wang Yue was very unhappy with Yang Ping, if she did not come out now, could it be that she was going to continue crying as she watched him?

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 managed to stay calm. She smiled: "Don't worry, Yang Ping's fate is too good. She will be fine. The scourge is a thousand years old. She's talking about people like Yang Ping. "

Zhu Xi did not react and continued to cry.

He was getting more and more upset.

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

"How could that be?"

Wang Yue's heart thumped. She remembered that when Yang Ping left the Huafu Apartment, she thought that she had been mistaken, but it seemed like it was going to happen now. She shook her head and thought, no, that won't be possible.

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

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

The investigation was complete.

Ready to pack up.

Wang Yue ordered the other people to leave first to accompany Zhu Xi. Zhu Xi's condition today was extremely abnormal, and there were even more tears than before. The scariest thing was the sadness that Zhu Xi revealed, having been infected by Wang Yue, she felt an indescribable sadness.

Yang Ping was not dead, was she?

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

Surely not.

Wang Yue comforted herself, but when she looked out the window at the dark sky, her heart felt heavy. She also had a bad premonition, because at this moment, Yang Ping seemed to have completely withdrawn from everyone's lives, leaving behind only memories.

"Stop!"

Wang Yue came back to her senses and walked out. When she saw the military vehicles arrive at the entrance, a dozen or so military experts with guns came down and surrounded the police officer. The safety of the submachine gun was turned on, indicating that they could shoot at any time.

She was furious. This was the case of the Criminal Police. How could it be left to the military to interfere?

"Who are you?"

Wang Yue walked up and questioned: "This is the Public Security Bureau's case, even if you're a soldier, 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 around thirty years old. He had a square face, square eyebrows, and an imposing aura that was like the ocean. Standing in front of him, it was like waves crashing against his soul.

"Who are you?"2

Wang Yue sneered.

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

"Lin Haitang, Main Special Legion, Legion Commander."

Lin Haitang laughed faintly.

Suddenly, she thought of a special department that existed in the military. The authority it held was beyond her imagination, that department seemed to be subordinate to the main branch, specializing in investigations that had great influence.

Lin Haitang's rank was Major General, which was comparable to that of the Standing Committee of Yun Province.

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 document, handed it over, and said: "Director Wang Elder, here are the documents from the Yun Province Public Security Office. From now on, we will be in charge of this case.

Wang Yue opened her mouth, but after looking at the document, she looked dejected.

However, Lin Haitang's next sentence almost made him jump up in shock.

"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!" Lin Haitang turned and stared at the infirmary, his gaze cold as he asked.

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