City of Heaven Resident Clerk

Chapter 129
"The person who died this time was Ge Qiwei, the second son of the chairman of Jinyang Group. He had a very high status in South China. Jinyang Group is also a big group, so when you get there, don't talk nonsense."

In the car, Feng Junlei ordered.

Wu Chen yawned, and he muttered: "Usually, I don't feel sleepy when I don't sleep, but I always feel sleepy after a long sleep."

"Did you hear me when I spoke to you?"

Feng Junlei drove the car and said to Wu Chen seriously.

"understood."

Wu Chen turned his head and asked, "Has anyone died in Jinyang Group recently?"

"Hehe." Feng Junlei sneered twice.

"What do you mean?" Wu Chen asked.

"Ge Xixia, the vice president of South China University, almost fired you. Are you asking if she is dead?" Feng Junlei said.

"Officer Feng, are you investigating me?" Wu Chen was unhappy.

"You are a dangerous person. Of course, I must keep abreast of your affairs." Feng Junlei didn't hide it.

"Ah."

Wu Chen was amused, "The last time, I helped you."

"That's right, you solved the green doll and helped me a lot, but this doesn't contradict you being a dangerous person at all."

Feng Junlei said: "The more powerful you are, the more dangerous I feel. No, you beat someone in the coffee shop yesterday."

"Wu Chen, you are not an ordinary person, so let's not do it lightly, okay? If you can't control yourself, you will die."

"You don't understand me." Wu Chen shook his head and said.

"It's one thing not to know you, but another to warn you."

Feng Junlei shook her head, "Don't interrupt, did you hear what I told you just now?"

"Didn't I say that I know, is it over or not?"

Wu Chen frowned and said: "A pretty good policewoman, how can she act like a bastard, blah blah blah endlessly."

"What did you say?"

Feng Junlei slapped the steering wheel and said angrily: "Who do you think is the eighth wife?"

Wu Chen shook his head and looked out the car window.

Feng Junlei was so angry, "If I wasn't driving, I would have let you..."

Wu Chen turned his head and said, "We already made gestures at the police station, do you think you can take advantage in such a small place like the car?"

Feng Junlei seemed to be really angry. After a while, she said: "If you don't agree to me, I can't take you there."

"Ouch, how many times have you asked me to tell you that I know? I know, I know, I know!"

Wu Chen said angrily, "Is this okay?"

"I hope you don't go back on your word." Feng Junlei said.

"Why do you care so much about a Jinyang Group?" Wu Chen wondered.

"The Yellow Bureau specifically confessed that someone from above communicated."

Feng Junlei said: "Actually, I also wonder, who is above, why should a Jinyang Group be valued."

Wu Chen caught useful information from Feng Junlei's words.

Not long after, the car stopped at Jinyang Building.

Wu Chen and Feng Junlei got out of the car one after another. Two policemen guarded the entrance of Jinyang Building. When they saw Feng Junlei, one of them said, "Captain Feng, he's in the manager's office on the 24th floor."

"understood."

Feng Junlei did not stop.

The two entered the elevator.

When we reached the 24th floor, all the staff here had been evacuated, and there were several policemen standing here scattered.

"Brother Liu, which office? Take me there." Feng Junlei said to a male policeman.

"Follow me." Brother Liu strode forward.

He pushed open a door, and there was a body lying on the ground.

Wu Chen could tell at a glance that it was sucked dry by spirit insects.

People who often handle cases like Feng Junlei rarely see the shriveled corpse.

Feng Junlei frowned and said, "Brother Liu, this time it's very similar to the corpse in Mawang Village."

Hearing this, Wu Chen's eyes lit up.

Brother Liu said: "Isn't it true that there is no clue about the death incident in Mawang Village, and now there is another one, and it is the general manager of Jinyang Group. The pressure from the city is very high."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

While talking, Brother Liu saw Wu Chen walking over and touching the corpse.

Feng Junlei hurried over to pull Wu Chen.

"What's the matter with you? The corpse can move around? The forensic doctor hasn't come yet." Feng Junlei said.

"When the forensic doctor came, he couldn't find out how he died. At most, the forensic doctor would give you an autopsy report of overnutrition." Wu Chen said.

"how do you know?"

Both Feng Junlei and Brother Liu stared at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen chuckled: "Invite me to dinner at noon, and I will give you clues."

"Do you really have a clue?" Feng Junlei grabbed Wu Chen's arm excitedly.

"I said, treat me to dinner at noon, and I'll give you clues." Wu Chen said.

"Tell me now, don't ask me to treat you to dinner, you can ask me to do whatever you want."

After all, Feng Junlei realized the ambiguity in her words, she blushed, and her eyes were weird when she saw Wu Chen and Brother Liu.

Feng Junlei explained: "I mean, let alone treat you to lunch, dinner is fine."

"What about after dinner?" Wu Chen asked.

Feng Junlei said subconsciously: "After dinner, let's..."

"You think beautiful!" Feng Junlei stared at Wu Chen.

"I didn't think about anything, what were you thinking about?" Wu Chen spread his hands.

"You're a bastard!" Feng Junlei said angrily.

"Oh, forget it, you can find the clues yourself." Wu Chen pulled a chair and sat down.

"do not."

Feng Junlei went over, "Can't I treat you to dinner at noon?"

"God forced it, I don't like forcing people." Wu Chen said.

"People are not forced, they are voluntary."

Feng Junlei shook Wu Chen's shoulder.

She said this without realizing that it was nothing like her usual style.

Wu Chen didn't feel anything, but Brother Liu was dumbfounded. He thought to himself: "Is this still Feng Junlei? Is this still that cold policewoman?"

"Is that okay?" Feng Junlei's voice was drawn out, a bit coquettish.

Wu Chen was stunned, he looked at Feng Junlei curiously, "Are you okay?"

"I'm sick, just treat you to dinner." Feng Junlei said coquettishly.

Wu Chen shuddered and got goosebumps all over his body.

Seeing Feng Junlei still acting like a baby, Wu Chen immediately got up from the chair, "Don't, don't be like this, this doesn't match your image, it sounds pretty creepy..."

Brother Liu nodded as if he agreed with Wu Chen.

Feng Junlei's face became ugly on the spot, and she snorted: "Don't you men like this kind of tone?"

"Then we have to divide the people, Brother Liu, are you right?" Wu Chen said.

"That's right." Brother Liu replied.

"you……"

Before Feng Junlei finished speaking, an old man walked in, "What are you doing?"

The old man was holding a walking stick in his hand. He used the walking stick to punch the ground, "My son is dead, and you are flirting here. What are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)