Mad Son-in-law

Wang Jie and Lin Huang looked at each other and both sneered. This slick Captain Gao didn't expect that he didn't intend to take this case seriously from the beginning.

When his subordinates went to find Zhang Hu, Captain Gao gave Wang Jie a thumbs up again and again, admiringly complimented: "Mr. Wang, Gao, you are really high. Why did I not expect this'killing and carrying dead' routine? What? To be honest, I haven’t seen someone with such a high logic mind for many years. One said to me, you are our technical support, may I ask if you are from a criminal police college or a public security university? Shouldn’t it? Have you studied at the Foreign Criminal Investigation College! Tsk tsk, it’s amazing, if you don’t dislike it, we know each other, I will treat you to a potluck tonight? You can also teach me some experience... Oh, yes, you and No. 1 are No matter how you met, I would also like to visit his old man when I have a chance..."

"Captain Gao, I think there is nothing more important than Mr. Fan's death now!" Wang Jie said coldly.

In fact, this method of ‘killing and carrying a corpse’ is not a clever and profound move. The same cases in various countries are not uncommon, and there have been similar scenes even in Japanese comics. Nothing more than that, Zhang Hu took advantage of Fan Xiaolin's trust in him, first fainted Fan Xiaolin, and then leaned on the suitcase to transport the person out. Although Fan Xiaolin is usually awe-inspiring, he is still a young man in his sixties, and his weight and body are not troublesome for stuffing into a medium-sized suitcase.

Zhang Hu created the so-called alibi during this time when he was out, but in fact Fan Xiaolin happened to be killed by Zhang Hu outside at this time.

Captain Gao was a little embarrassed, but he smiled cheeky: "Yes, Mr. Wang said that the case is important, and I will make an appointment with you alone in the future! What about people? Why haven't Zhang Hu been brought here..."

After waiting for a while, a police officer hurried over and said with a panic: "Captain, it's not good, the suspect is dead..."

"Who did you say died? Say it again!" Captain Gao shouted.

"Suspect, Zhang Hu is dead..."

Captain Gao turned his head to look at Wang Jie, with an innocent look on his face and he was surprised and said: "Look, how did this happen... The two suspects were obviously in the conference room waiting for questioning, why did they die..."

Wang Jie was too lazy to be in ink with this guy, got up and hurriedly followed the police officer towards the conference room.

As soon as I entered the conference room, I saw that Zhao Long and Zhang Hu were handcuffed to two compartments respectively. Zhao Long's face was panicked, and Zhao Hu was already lying on the ground, salivating in his mouth, and was not breathing.

There is no need to check it at all, because as soon as I get close I can smell bitter almonds, which is 100% cyanide poisoning.

"What's the matter?" Captain Gao asked Zhao Long fiercely.

Zhao Long murmured with horror: "I...I don't know. After we were locked up here, Zhang Hu kept silent and worried. I thought he had seen Mr. Fan's death, and he felt sad. Yeah! Just now someone in the corridor called out and said he was going to take Zhang Hu. But Zhang Hu suddenly panicked and said to me, "Brother, let me see if his son is home. I will take more care of him in the future, and then he bent down." , I could not help but took out a glass bottle from my jacket pocket and swallowed the contents in it, and then..."

Wang Jie's face suddenly became dark, what could be more disgusting than buying murder and killing others!

In fact, Wang Jie also knew that it was impossible to find out the murderer who killed Fan Xiaolin through the right way. The other party had a hundred ways to stop him, but he was not reconciled.

Anyway, Fan Xiao Lincoln believed in himself, even if he was an old slippery head, he couldn't let him die unclearly.

"Suicide in fear of sin is terrible!" Captain Gao snorted coldly.

Wang Jie heard Captain Gao's meaning, these eight words are equivalent to drawing the end of the case.

After finding the murderer and setting the nature of the case, even if he could give an explanation to the upper one, as for the people and forces behind him, Captain Gao knew that he could not afford to provoke him, nor would he be investigating. That was asking for trouble.

"Haha, yeah, terrible!" Wang Jie gave a wry smile, and said to Captain Gao: "Captain Gao has solved another serious case. It is really gratifying!"

Captain Gao grinned and said: "Where is Mr. Wang, this is not thanks to you! Although the contact is not long, but depending on your temperament, it is like a heavy ship going to sea, it is safe and full; depending on your style of work, Clean and neat, like an eagle fighting a rabbit, staring at one accuracy; and your logical reasoning, tusk, it’s simply..."

Wang Jie had goose bumps all over his body, and the smallpox that was praised for the first time was rotten, and he was a bit uncomfortable. Lin Huang couldn't help but want to laugh, which reminded him of Duo Long in Stephen Chow's version of Wei Xiaobao! Simply the king of flattering!

"Captain Gao is a wise martial artist. What's the term? Pretend to be a pig and eat shit? No, you are the one who pretends to be a pig and eat a tiger!" Wang Jie smiled and said, "That's right, since the case is over, This Zhao Long is also my old friend, can I take him away..."

"Good talk, good talk! As long as you remember, take the time to come back and make a transcript!" Captain Gao said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Wang, you and the two upper-level bosses of the system know each other, and I hope you can speak more nicely..."

Wang Jie nodded noncommitantly, and led Lin Huang and Zhao Long straight away from the top floor.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Zhao Long said sadly: "Mr. Wang, I really did not expect such a thing to happen. Zhang Hu, like me, was promoted by Mr. Fan and has always been loyal, but..."

"Okay, this is not the place to talk!" Wang Jie said calmly, "Go out and talk."

When the three of them left the main entrance of the imperial luxury, Lu and his son seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Wang, how is it, have you seen Lao Fan?" Lu Yuliang said with a weird expression, "I heard that if people are unwilling to die, their souls will last for a long time. Have you seen Lao Fan's souls? Ah, didn't he tell you how he died?"

Wang Jie smiled and said: "Mr. Lu is really a brother to Fan Jiuye. The unforgettable memory of thirty years of love is really enviable. Lao Fan and I are just general friends. After all, I don’t know you as much time as you. I feel that if Lao Fan has any grievances in his heart, he will definitely tell you instead of me. Please pay attention to it. Tonight, touch the underside of your bed and look at Mrs. Lu’s pillow or at your house. In my mirror, Lao Fan might go to you to chat!"

"You..." Lu Yuliang had a chill in his heart, and his expression was a little uncomfortable: "At a young age, he is always a ghost, and he must not be a serious person.

"To each other!" Wang Jie said: "It's better to talk about ghosts than to haunt you!"

"Wang Jie, don't be too fast!" Lu Mingzhi grinned gloomily: "Look at what you did? It's fine for one person to die, but you have to investigate, as if Fan Xiaolin was the victim. Killed, but as a result, another one died. This Zhang Hu was actually killed by you!" Then, he glanced at Zhao Long and said, "Why, take another one away? Is this also going to be yours? The **** of plague is obstructing death! Haha, I advise you to stop and recognize your own strength. Think about it, the old Fan Chicha has been dead for 30 years and has been dead for 30 years. You must not repeat the same mistakes..."

"Thank you, Master Lu for reminding!" Wang Jie said sternly: "But I believe that evil does not suppress the righteousness. It is Master Lu, I think your Yintang is black, your eyes are red, your jaws are oily, and your shoulders are drooping. This is a sign of evil. Ah, be careful, the Lu family has only your blood. Don't let your dad, the old messy person, give you this little messy person..."

"You bastard, who do you curse?" Lu Yuliang jumped into thunder and shouted, "Tonight, there is Fan Xiaolin's soul-returning ceremony at Guandi Temple in the east of the city. The characters on the cloud city scene will send him a ride, you kid As his year-end acquaintance, he will definitely participate!"

"That is, I will definitely go, how can I let you down!" Wang Jie sneered and waved away.