The news of the incident at the Yonghui Hotel was immediately spread to the Baoshan District Detective Bureau.
At 10:25 in the morning, two well carts rushed to the entrance of the old hotel.
The people who were still asleep and at a loss,
Completely awakened!
Room 502 was marked as a temporary cordon.
When the detectives and forensic doctors walked into Room 502, they were shocked speechless by the scene in front of them.
An old-fashioned ceiling fan was rolling on the bed in the room.
The blanket had already been dyed, and it was a shocking sight.
And next to the ceiling fan…It was a man covered in cuts and wounds!
After the forensic examination,
The main artery in his neck was the key to his death, which had been cut by the metal blades of the ceiling fan!
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10:40 AM.
The Shanghai Detective Bureau had already received news.
This was a rare accident that happened in Baoshan District.
At the same time, in the Huangpu District Detective Bureau,
They were also shocked by this very rare accident.
"A ceiling fan, killing people?"
"This probability is even lower than being struck by lightning on the main road, right?”
The young detective Tan Yihao was in disbelief.
At the morning meeting, Captain Hu Xiaojun said,
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
"Another accident?"
Almost instinctively, he quickly linked it to his own jurisdiction.
Huang Yaohui, director of Anqing Financial Group, was severely burned.
His bodyguard, Zhong Hui, pressed the elevator button.
And his sister, Huang Yingluo, who had cerebral paralysis caused by a disorder of the cardiac pacemakers.
With so many coincidental events linked together, Hu Xiaojun had a feeling:
The more coincidental it was, the more likely it was not a coincidence!
"Jin Lan, ask our colleagues in Baoshan District to share the latest progress with us immediately!”
Hu Xiaojun tapped his pen on the desk and said in a deep voice.
"Captain Hu, are we going to interfere with their business?”
Xie Jinlan was confused.
"I have a feeling that this incident might be related to the previous incidents in Huangpu District."
Hu Xiaojun pursed his lips and stared at Xie Jinlan.
"I'll apply for it immediately!"
He still remembered that bodyguard Zhong Hui had died in the elevator.
His death…
Wasn't it just a broken spectacle lens that cut off his carotid artery?
The cause of death of the man just now was within the scope of coincidence.
There is a great degree of similarity
Xie Jinlan also felt that something was amiss.
When she thought of all this, she actually felt a chill run down her spine.
If so many accidents were designed by man,
Moreover, the police couldn't find any clues.
Then this person…
It was too terrifying!
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Ten minutes later.
Meanwhile, in an office somewhere in the Shanghai Detective Bureau, Liao Shaowei, the leader of the senior detective team, said,
At this moment, he was listening carefully to the emergency report of Hu Xiaojun, the detective captain of Huangpu District.
As one of the four first-tier cities in China, the Shanghai Detective Bureau was a high-level existence.
As the team leader of the Shanghai Detective Bureau's senior detective team,
Liao Shaowei was one of the few top elites in the criminal investigation circle.
It could be said to be famous.
Although he was not yet forty years old, he had experienced countless things.
He was experienced and had a sharp mind.
After hearing Hu Xiaojun's various opinions,
He quickly reported the incident at Baoshan District No. 186.
The death of the fan in the Yonghui Hotel
He pulled it out!
"Xiao Jun, do you think that this incident is not a coincidence?”
Liao Shaowei adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and frowned.
"Team Leader Liao, you know about the incidents that happened in Huangpu District, right?”
"I guessed based on my intuition that this massage was not a coincidence!”
Liao Shaowei and Hu Xiaojun were communicating via video call. His voice came from the computer.
Liao Shaowei heard Hu Xiaojun's words.
He sighed.
"Xiao Jun, do you have any evidence to support your guess?”
"Team Leader Liao, I…He was trying hard to find the connection between them!”
" Without evidence, guesses are meaningless."
Liao Shaowei paused.
"Eye fragments can kill, but the rapidly selected ceiling fan blades are more lethal. Let's wait until the identity of the deceased is confirmed before we make a judgment!”
Then, he hung up.
"How is it? Captain Hu, what did Team Leader Liao say?”
Tan Yihao asked when he saw Hu Xiaojun.
"Team Leader Liao, we're not sure. This is not a coincidence."
"After all, he didn't come into contact with that young man and didn't know his shocking performance in the interrogation room."
Hu Xiaojun was a little discouraged.
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Just as the police department was busy,
On the balcony on the 88th floor of Anqing Finance's building,
Huang Xiaotian, whose eyes were slightly sunken, stopped in his tracks.
He looked down at Huangpu River.
Xu Wenyuan, the personal secretary behind him, said,
He hurriedly bowed and handed her a phone.
Huang Xiaotian took the phone and dialed a number.
"Your man is dead!"
Huang Xiaotian's first sentence was filled with coldness.
"CEO Huang, I'm sorry. I didn't expect…He'll be so useless,"
Boss Qian's hoarse voice paused.
"Isn't he known as the Ghost Face Killer?？”
"Isn't he famous in Nanyang?”
"Why can't you even handle a 25-year-old young man?!”
"Tell me, why!"
Huang Xiaotian's voice suddenly became louder, almost like a roar.
Xu Wenyuan, who was standing at the side, blinked a few times.
He rubbed his nose.
It was rare for Huang Xiaotian to fly into a rage.
On the phone,
After a full 10 seconds of silence, Boss Qian's hoarse and ruthless voice could be heard.
"CEO Huang, don't panic! Panicking is useless."
"You have to understand that if something happens to your son and daughter, it's all that young man's doing. Moreover, you don't know his motive."
"Then, I advise you to think of a countermeasure as soon as possible."
"After all, you're in the open, but he's in the dark!”
Boss Qian laughed sinisterly.
Huang Xiaotian's expression instantly froze.
Without waiting for Boss Qian to speak, he threw his phone at the sofa.
Boss Qian said,
It was not without reason!
If that young man was not only targeting his son and daughter,
Then he was indeed very dangerous!
This young man was like a demon that had crawled out of hell.
Every accident was so exquisitely designed,
In fact,
Zhang Shixiong, the mercenary killer who was famous in Southeast Asia and rarely failed, and also known as "Ghost Face".
At this moment, they had all died in an 'accident'.
This shock and fear made him unable to breathe.
"Wenyuan, from today onwards, the security of our building will be doubled!”
"In my office, except for you, anyone who comes in has to go through a security check!”
"Anyone. Do you understand?"
"Understood. I'll get it done immediately."
Xu Wenyuan lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
Huang Xiaotian frowned as if he had thought of something.
"Wait, I have to go to the hospital immediately!”
What he wanted to know the most now was,
How did his son or daughter offend such a demonic youth?
As for the motive of this demonic youth…
What was it?
Perhaps only his son, Huang Yaohui, could answer this question.
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