Reborn God-level villain

(Second update, ask for a ticket)

"I've always wondered why the five of them committed suicide! They were trying to cover up something!" Zong Boyuan gritted his teeth and said.

"Not escaping but committing suicide?" Yang Ran asked, not understanding why Zong Boyuan was repeating these two words.

"Yes! They don't run away because they don't have time to run away! My people are inside and watch very strictly. The price of running away is too high, and they may be caught by us!" Zong Boyuan's spirit came, and he stared sharply , and told Yang Ran his speculation.

Yang Ran nodded and said, "Uncle Zong, you mean someone forced them to commit suicide?"

Of course, this is not a guess. Yang Ran knew about this obvious problem before.They must have been forced, otherwise, why didn't they commit suicide as soon as they were caught, but waited for a few days?

"That's right!" Zong Boyuan nodded and said.

Yang Ran's words reminded Zong Boyuan that when he questioned his subordinates who were not doing enough to guard them, they swore that they had not neglected their duties!

But there is a strange thing. During this time, they were once called by the director of the detention center, that is, the unlucky guy who followed Zong Boyuan, and assigned a guard task.

It took less than half an hour, and when they went back, the five drug dealer leaders were not dead, so Zong Boyuan didn't think too much.

Zong Boyuan didn't see such a simple question at first, and even ignored this crucial clue.It's not that Yang Ran is so powerful, nor is it that Zong Boyuan is really stupid, it's just that the authorities are obsessed!

Now that I think about it, if I follow the idea provided by Yang Ran, it is really very possible that something unbeknownst to them happened in this short 10-[-] minutes!

These five drug dealer leaders were infiltrated by mysterious people, and they did not know how to persuade them, and then they all chose to commit suicide at night!

"Does this mean Director Zeng is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Yang Ran asked in surprise.

The director was called Zeng Ku, and he didn't have a deep friendship with Zong Boyuan, but he still cooperated with Zong Boyuan's work, but unexpectedly, he stabbed himself in the back!

Zong Boyuan shook his head in pain, and said, "I'm not sure yet, but I don't think Zeng Ku should be the mastermind. He doesn't have the ability!"

"But he will definitely be the key clue for us to solve the case!" Yang Ran clapped his hands and said happily.

"Well, I might be able to find some clues from him." Zong Boyuan recovered his expression before he was dismissed.

But Yang Ran was a little worried: "Uncle Zong, you are no longer the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, how can you investigate that Zeng Ku?"

Zong Boyuan smiled proudly, and said, "Yang Ran, you are underestimating your Uncle Zong! Your Uncle Zong has been in the police force for so many years, don't you have a few dead friends?"

It seems that because Yang Ran came to visit him and helped him find key clues, Zong Boyuan's perception of Yang Ran has improved a lot, and it is rare to make jokes because of Yang Ran.

Coming out from Zong Boyuan, Yang Ran was already in a better mood, anyway, at least he had come out of the desperate situation, a ray of dawn is also light!

Of course, although he said little to Zong Boyuan just now, he also knew that Zeng Ku was unlikely to be the mastermind behind the scenes.

You know, this is a task of [-] gold coins, how could it be so simple?

Now he wants to go back and wait for good news from Zong Boyuan!

An administrative expert who has recovered his energy is better than him, who is half-handed!

Stepping on the bicycle, Yang Ran rode back. It was already autumn, and the trees on the side of the road were full of fruits.

The urban planning of Mingzhou City is very problematic, but there is also an advantage, that is, there are many old trees preserved here, like the one in front of Yang Ran, which is the jackfruit tree that people used to plant at home!

The owner who lived here has moved away, and the house has been converted into a road, but the big tree remains beside the road.

The huge wood pineapple on the tree exudes a strong fragrance, as if it is already ripe, and it is still so ripe that it is about to crack.

Yang Ran saw a few people living nearby standing under the tree, pointing fingers at the fruit on the tree, presumably they would pick it off soon and share it with the neighbors, right?

The happy mood didn't last long, when Yang Ran rode across an arch bridge, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Being watched?" He didn't pay attention to it just now, but here, when he just slowed down and didn't look left and right to look at the scenery, this feeling is almost clear!

When he was crossing the bridge, he pretended to turn his head inadvertently, and looked behind him.Then, after riding for a kilometer or two, he pretended to get out of the bike to tie his shoelaces, and looked behind him again.

"The black motorcycle! It really is you!" Yang Ran found the person who was watching him. It was a black motorcycle, and the rider was still wearing a helmet, so he couldn't see clearly.

The person who followed Yang Ran actually had a hand, and he didn't approach him, but chose to hang at a distance, hundreds of meters away!As long as the motorcycle does not twist the accelerator hard, the sound is easily covered by the noisy sounds on the road!

If Yang Ran didn't have a stronger sixth sense after practicing Shaolin boxing, he wouldn't have noticed it!

Yang Ran kept silent, and rode his bicycle to the park, where there were many people and motor vehicles could not enter.

Of course, Yang Ran didn't want to shake his tail, he turned a corner and got out through a small gate in the park.At this time, the high mobility of the bicycle is reflected.

Yang Ran hid his car first, then he climbed up to a building outside the park, lay on his stomach, and secretly watched the black motorcycle.

Not long after, the rider of the black motorcycle finally came out from the gate of the park. Perhaps because he couldn't find Yang Ran, he angrily kicked the garbage on the ground to vent his anger.

Judging from his appearance, the rider should be about thirty years old, short-cut, tall and thin, not like a gangster in society!

After the other party started the motorcycle, Yang Ran climbed down the stairs, picked up his bicycle, and followed him back.

"I'd like to see how divine you are!"

When Yang Ran was following him, he was much more cautious than the other party. He left the main road and rode in an alley, without appearing in the other party's field of vision at all.

Just according to the sound of the other party's motorcycle, and occasionally glance at the direction of the car when passing the intersection and follow.

It is impossible for a bicycle to catch up with a motorcycle, but fortunately, the other party is not riding fast.Moreover, in this era, there are few cars, and people are riding bicycles with tinkling bells. On the contrary, the main road is the main battlefield of bicycles turning around.

In the end, Yang Ran's bicycle stopped, in front of a place he never expected.

"Traffic Management Bureau?" Yang Ran frowned, seeing the black motorcycle rider and the gatekeeper beckon, and then rode in swaggeringly.