Shuttle of the city

Soon, several mysterious men in black came to the hospital.

Wearing a uniform black suit, his face seemed to be wearing a mask, without the slightest expression.

If Ye Zichuan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the middle-aged man headed by him was the man who had looked for him.

He gave him his business card, but it is no longer known where it was thrown by Ye Zichuan.

"The special department of the Ministry of National Security, we have taken over this case. Now, we need all the detailed information about this case."

"Okay, we will give it to you right away."

The policeman had been told by the chief, without any hesitation, and handed over all the information of the case very neatly.

"Our first object of suspicion was this man named Ye Zichuan, but after investigation, when the deceased had an accident, he never appeared near the hospital, so we can only release him."

After seeing the photo of Ye Zichuan, the middle-aged man suddenly raised his brow.

"It's him?"

"The sir knows him?" the policeman was surprised.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and the police suddenly closed his mouth, remembering that the chief had said, don't ask if you shouldn't ask.

"I have seen it before."

The middle-aged man monk's information file, looked at Mr. Lin: "You are Mr. Lin Chuxiong, Mr. Lin, we will try our best to find out the death of Linglang and give you an explanation. Before that, I hope you will not act rashly.

"What do you mean?" Old Man Lin frowned, a little unhappy.

"There are some things in this world that can't be solved by humans. I just hope that the Lin family will not lose unnecessary losses."

Lin Chuxiong snorted coldly: "Our Lin family has never been afraid of anything, nor has it been bullied like this."

"You are investigating yours, I will be my own, my son's life, it won't be forgotten!"

After speaking, he left with a crowd of people shaking hands.

By the way, Lin Sichen's body was also taken away.

The middle-aged man said nothing.

"What about the autopsy report?"

"It's all inside," the policeman replied.

The man opened the file again and saw the autopsy report.

The result of the report is that Lin Sichen died of tremendous pressure, with no dead ends at 360 degrees, compressed in all directions, and was squeezed to death.

None of the bones in the body were intact, and the internal organs were broken into many pieces. It can be said that the death was very miserable.

"Enormous pressure?"

The man's eyes flashed, and he thought of the two square pits before.

That kind of regular-shaped crater seems to have been formed by huge pressure.

And these two things are related to Ye Zichuan, and now it seems that the inference that Ye Zichuan has abilities seems to be more likely.

On the other side, Ye Zichuan, who had already returned to the drugstore, suddenly received a call.

"Hey, is it Mr. Ye Zichuan Ye? We have something to learn about Lin Sichen's death."

"Didn't the police know about it? I don't have time to find the police."

After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.

On the phone, the middle-aged man rubbed his eyebrows with a headache while listening to the busy tone on the phone.

This young man's temper seems to be a bit bad.

"Hey, there is no way, I can only take a trip myself."

"Captain, what's the situation with this person?" A young man next to him said disdainfully.

"People made five hundred million in one night, why do you think he is so dragging?" the man said with a smile.

"Damn!" The youth exploded in a swear word: "I haven't earned that much in my entire life."

"It's not necessarily. If you kill the top few on the black list, you will definitely beat him easily."

"Don't be kidding you, that kind of non-human perversion, it's best not to let me run into it for a lifetime, I don't want to die young."

The man smiled: "Let's go and meet this Mr. Ye."

The Benz drove at top speed, and after ten minutes, it stopped under Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan, who was grabbing the medicine, raised his brows, already knowing who came.

No wonder the sound on the phone is a bit familiar.

"Mr. Ye, hello." The man was very polite.

"Something?" Ye Zichuan put down the things in his hands.

"That's it, what I just said on the phone about Lin Sichen's death..."

"The police have already asked me. I have never been to the Central Hospital. I really don't know. Why do you suspect me because I want to kill him because of my harsh words?"

Ye Zichuan pretended to be stupid, and would not admit it anyway.

The man smiled and said, "We know this. There is no evidence. We won't do anything to Mr. Ye. I came here to have a talk."

Ye Zichuan curled his lips: "Sorry, I'm only interested in beautiful women."

The man's face suddenly stiffened, but the young man next to him almost laughed.

The man glared at him, and then said: "Mr. Ye, we really have no malice, and, don't Mr. Ye want to help Miss Lin Yuyao through this crisis?"

Ye Zichuan's brow suddenly raised.

When the man saw this, he knew that he had found the right topic: "Find a place and have a good chat?"

Ye Zichuan thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Let's talk about it then."

"Brother Wang, I'll go out for a while, look at the store."

"Go go, you don't disappear once or twice anyway."

Brother Wang waved his hand angrily.

Ye Zichuan's face was a little embarrassed.

Following the man's departure, they finally came to a coffee shop not far from the pharmacy.

"Introduce myself, my name is Xu Zhengdong, the captain of the second team of the 10th Department of National Security."

Guoan, this department Ye Zichuan has heard of it.

But it was the first time he heard of the tenth department of the National Security.

"About Mr. Ye, we have actually paid attention to you for a long time."

"Oh?" Ye Zichuan raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not afraid to upset you when you say it, because the changes before and after you are so obvious. You were born in a rural area, college degree, and your resume before graduation can be said to be mediocre, but after graduation, earth-shaking changes have taken place. How can this be? Don't let us pay attention?"

"Of course, these are not the most important. Two things have happened recently that really made us pay attention to you?"

"Which two things?" Ye Zichuan's expression did not change at all.

"The first thing was the disappearance of a flour mill in the suburbs. Such a large factory was completely disappeared. There was only a square, 18-meter-deep pit. This pit also allowed us to talk to other people in the suburbs. A big hole is connected."

Ye Zichuan tapped his fingers on the table and listened to Xu Zhengdong quietly.

"In the monitoring of the residues in the flour mill, we cracked some pictures, and Mr. Ye happened to be among them."