After amnesia, I became a forensic doctor

Chapter 988 The Final Murderer 4
Shan Chenxun's eyes fell on the tombstone. Haoyuan is a martyr's cemetery. Generally, there is only one situation where the information of the deceased will not be engraved on the tombstone, and that is the anti-narcotics police.

For fear of reprisals from family members, the information of the anti-drug police will be kept secret, so some tombstones have no photos or any information, and some are even just tombstones.

Those great Narcotics cops, they can't even find their bodies.

But a tomb like Zhan Sir's son is rare, and there is information, but there are no photos, which is very rare.

"Single team, what do you think?" Lao Yang walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

Shan Chenxun remained silent, staring at the tombstone, and said for a long time: "Although the undercover matter is not our business, Fang Min has already been involved with Li Bai, and there are other undercover agents who have lost contact with the Hongxing Gang. We must deal with this matter." follow up."

"Boss is right." Yuan Ke agreed.

Immediately, the three left the cemetery. After returning to the police station, Shan Chenxun went directly to Li Changming and talked to him about the undercover agent who lost contact.

"Sir Zhan didn't tell anyone about his undercover work, so his death in the line of duty is a surprise..." Li Changming sat behind his desk with a serious expression.

"How to say?"

"At that time, he was already the number one candidate. It can be said that he had already made an appointment." Li Changming recalled, "In his capacity, there is no need to participate in the task in person."

"Anti-narcotics?" Shan Chenxun faintly felt that something was wrong, "He didn't take office, but he was also a leader, why let him go?"

"Oh, no one knows the instructions above."

"Above? The presidential palace?"

Li Changming smiled, but did not say clearly: "At that time, Zhan Mingyang had a good friendship with Vice President Xia Wansheng. The Vice President was planning to run for the presidency, and needed the support of all parties, including the police..."

He paused, didn't say the whole thing, I believe they all understood, "It is estimated that he hoped that Zhan Mingyang would make meritorious service before taking over, so he made such an instruction."

This is Li Changming's guess, but it is also the best explanation.

Shan Chenxun nodded, this reason is indeed reasonable, but...

"Sir Zhan..." He squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt that the matter was not simple, "What about Zhan Qing?"

"Zhan Qing?" Li Changming raised his eyebrows, "Sir Zhan's son? Why do you suddenly think of him?"

"What happened to his son? It seems that he died unexpectedly while he was in the police academy?"

"It's rumored by the outside world, but the details are not very clear..." Li Changming said.

"He died in the line of duty." Then it might not have been an accident.

"Zhan Mingyang hid his son's affairs very deeply. I heard some news that Zhan Qing was a high-achieving student in the police academy. He was very good. It seemed that he rescued his comrades and died in the line of duty during a field training. But it was just a rumor. What is it? situation, no one knows."

Shan Chenxun remained silent, staring at the table. He talked with Li Changming for a while before leaving.

He immediately called someone from the police academy, who was his former instructor, counselor and mentor.

The instructor has retired and has not been in contact with him for a long time. He hopes to see Shan Chenxun.

So, the two agreed to meet in the afternoon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shan Chenxun came to a residence in the eastern district of the capital.

The community is high-rise, which is considered a high-end community in this generation.

Shan Chenxun's master lived on the first floor, with an independent yard full of plants.

Stepping into the yard, I saw an old man squatting among the flowers and plants. He was wearing a straw hat and holding a tool, loosening the soil. His hands and the corners of his clothes were covered with mud.

(End of this chapter)