I became the police station's darling after I could understand what the furry creature was sayi

"I paid for their ride according to the carpooling fare."

Seeing that the driver looked like he was about to cry, Nan Punian spoke up.

"One hundred twenty."

The driver's eyes lit up immediately.

He wasn't stupid; if he really asked Nan Punian for nine hundred, he probably wouldn't even get one hundred and twenty.

Nan Punian transferred the money, pushed open the door, went downstairs, and walked towards the branch office.

"You bitch!"

"You home-wrecker, you shameless mistress, you vixen!"

"Don't hit me! Ouch!"

As he passed the interrogation room, the sounds of a fierce "battle" leaked from under the door. Nan Punian paused, observed for a moment, and found that it was just hair-pulling and swearing, without any other extreme behavior. He put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the main office.

Dong Han's daughter, Dong Tiantian, has been taken for a blood test and DNA comparison.

Push open the door to the large office.

"South Team".

"South Team, you're back!"

Nan Punian greeted everyone and stopped next to Nan Shu's seat.

"Team Leader Nan, how is Grandpa Nan's health? Is he alright?"

Nan Shu looked at Nan Punian. After not seeing him for a few days, he had very obvious dark circles under his eyes, and there were also a few red blood vessels in his eyes.

Although Nan Punian had already replied to the message on his phone, judging from his current appearance, it was clear that Grandpa Nan's condition was definitely not as good as Captain Nan had described on WeChat.

"Hmm... I'm still recovering. The caregiver is watching me 24 hours a day. I seem a bit more energetic than I was a few days ago."

When Nan Punian met the girl's concerned eyes, his tense emotions immediately relaxed, and he smiled, "Grandpa asked me to convey that he appreciates Xiaoshu's concern."

Nan Shu shook her head; she hadn't done anything.

The air conditioning was on in the large office, so it wasn't too hot. Nan Punian was still wearing the same clothes he wore in Beijing. He was slightly sweaty, so he took off his jacket and draped it over his arm.

"By the way, Xiaoshu, can you help me look something up?"

"what?"

Nan Shu was taken aback.

……

An hour later, the comparison results came out, confirming that the deceased and Dong Tiantian were indeed related, and the deceased was undoubtedly He Yingjun.

Inside the interrogation room.

Upon hearing the news, both women's eyes reddened. The two, who had just been at each other's throats and fighting fiercely, became unusually 'harmonious' as if they were in the same boat.

Lin Chong and Liu Congxin exchanged a glance, still not daring to relax, their eyes darting back and forth between the two men.

"Brother Lin, can you take a look at my hair..."

Liu Congxin was caught in the middle during the most intense battle, and was attacked from both sides, especially the back of his head, which was grabbed and pulled. Even now, so much time has passed, it still feels itchy and painful.

Unable to contain herself any longer, she tilted her head and whispered to Lin Chong, "Why does it feel like I have a lot less hair?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chong's gaze fell on Liu Congxin's noticeably bald patch on the back of his head, and his lips twitched.

"No, no, your hair is perfectly fine."

Liu Congxin was a newcomer and this was his first time encountering such a fight. He tried his best to stop it, unlike Lin Chong, who was a seasoned veteran and had mostly been talking the whole time.

"Is it…"

Liu Congxin touched it again, "Could it be that I'm imagining things?"

Lin Chong was about to say a few more words of comfort when the door to the interrogation room was pushed open from the outside.

"Someone come to the office for a meeting."

Lin Chong jumped up from his chair. "Damn it!"

Better to die than to die, my friend. Sorry, Xiao Liu, you're still young, but I'm too old to be taken advantage of!
Liu Congxin: ?

……

"Let's have a quick meeting to share the latest news with everyone."

meeting room.

"According to the latest report, the deceased is indeed He Yingjun, and..."

Nan Punian glanced around and finally looked at Wang Yaqin.

"I suggest that the cases of He Yingjun and Mo Xun be handled together."

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion in the previously quiet conference room.

Wang Yaqin frowned. Knowing Nan Punian's personality, she knew he would never simply say "merge the cases" so easily; there must be a reason behind it.

Nan Punian did not explain immediately, but instead pressed the page-turning pen.

A form popped up.

"This is…"

Wang Yaqin was taken aback, her brows furrowing even more. Feudal superstition?

The table listed the punishments corresponding to each of the eighteen levels of hell.

The 'Tongue-Pulling Hell' and 'Copper Pillar Hell' are highlighted in red, making them look terrifying.

"According to the autopsy report, a large amount of copper was found on He Yingjun's wound. This indicates that the murderer used a branding iron made of pure copper, most likely with a prismatic and pointed tip. It is probably not available on the market and was likely custom-made. We might be able to find something from this angle."

Mo Xun's tongue-pulling corresponds exactly to the 'Tongue-Pulling Hell'.

The brand on He Yingjun's body, combined with the copper element, makes it not impossible to veer towards the Copper Pillar Hell...

Wang Yaqin's gaze lingered on the regional table and detailed photos of the two corpses, a thoughtful look crossing her eyes.

"Furthermore, both of them had very close relationships with Gao Wensheng twenty years ago."

Nan Punian pressed the page-turning button again.

For Mo Xun, who had committed numerous evils, Gao Wensheng, who had almost no open conflict with him, only briefly came into their view at the beginning because the unfinished building was too famous, but was quickly overlooked.

After all, the bad things Mo Xun did were too numerous to count.

But He Yingjun's appearance alerted Nan Punian.

According to Dong Han and Fu Ronghua, He Yingjun was a kind person who rarely made enemies. In addition, he delegated most of the affairs of the travel agency to the managers in various places. He Yingjun's biggest task every day was to spend time with his wife and daughters and his mistress.

of course.

If there were still Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu, they might kill He Yingjun for some reason. But so far, according to the investigation of He Yingjun's bank account statements, He Yingjun only has one lover, Fu Ronghua.

If you call him promiscuous, he seems to be quite devoted to his lovers even when he's cheating.

But this 'kind person' with a good reputation was brutally murdered. A close examination of He Yingjun's life reveals that the only connection they could trace back to was Gao Wensheng, who lived twenty years ago.

There are two reasons why Gaosheng Industrial went bankrupt.

Firstly, the high cost of purchasing land to build houses restricts working capital.

However, as long as they mortgaged their private properties to raise some money and then launched a pre-sale, given the housing boom and market conditions at the time, it wouldn't have been difficult for them to overcome the difficulties.

But as luck would have it, misfortune never comes singly.

Gao Wensheng's son, Gao Mingyao, was suddenly kidnapped, and the kidnappers demanded ten million yuan, which was ten million yuan twenty years ago.

The Gao family naturally couldn't come up with that much cash. They called the police and only withdrew one million, using banknotes to pay the rest. The kidnappers were very cunning and seemed to be experienced, constantly changing locations and going in circles.

Although he was eventually captured by the police, Gao Mingyao was not rescued alive.

At that time, rumors of ghosts were circulating in the building under construction. It was said that the land had been a mass burial ground in the past, and the crying of a female ghost could be heard in the middle of the night. In addition, a worker fainted from heatstroke and was photographed by a reporter, which was then used to create the impression that the worker had fallen to his death.

Rumors spread like wildfire, and the reputation that Gaosheng Industry had built up over several years was practically destroyed in less than a month. (End of Chapter)