Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

The clouds parted, revealing the sun. Hummingbirds were singing on the branches, and a few climbers moved forward, coveting the beautiful scenery at the top.

Who would have thought that a bizarre "suicide" occurred here 17 years ago.

After hearing this, Yuan Fugui said, "Didn't you already find Martel back then? If you capture him, you will know as soon as you ask."

Marte? This name...

Yuan Fugui then recalled that she had an impression of this name.

The head of the crime squad said:

Of course I looked for it and talked about the case of the missing person in a vegetative state.

The vegetative man was later rescued by another group of police officers from the anti-gang group. The police officers from the anti-gang group had been secretly monitoring the gangsters and collecting evidence of their crimes.

At the moment when the heart transplant operation started, police officers from the anti-criminal team rushed in and rescued the vegetative man.

Because the heart transplant operation could not be performed normally, the gangster died directly on the operating table.

Martel ran away. He was caught while running away, but after being caught, it was useless.

Martel said that he had not kidnapped a vegetative person at all, and soon a Ma Zai came out to confess, and Ma Zai took over the crime of kidnapping a vegetative person.

He identified the route of the crime and the car used. All the clues were sufficient and he couldn't find any flaws.

Of course, I know very well that the horse boy is just a scapegoat, but there is no such thing.

I asked Martel in the interrogation room if he killed Xu Linlong?

That bastard, Martel.

The chief of the crime squad clenched his fists and said, "Sir," he said with a rogue face, "I am a good citizen, you can't accuse me unjustly."

The gun was nowhere to be found, and there were no fingerprints at the scene. There were only shoe prints, but there are too many people in the world who wear size 42 shoes.

Yes, there were tire marks at the crime scene, but Martel said his car had been stolen, and not long after, we found a burned-out car.

All the evidence was destroyed, Martel handled it cleanly, and the case of Xu Linlong's death was completely ignored.

In the end, fortunately, the anti-gang police who were collecting evidence of the gang bosses found two cases of drug possession. Martel admitted that he had done it, but he was not the main culprit.

It was because of these two drug possession crimes that Martel spent seven years in prison.

The chief of the crime team asked Yuan Fugui, "I guess you know where Martel is by now."

"The person in charge of Lanyue Club?" Yuan Fugui asked.

"Yeah. Bastard."

Lanyue Club is, on the surface, a golf club for the rich.

But the police internally speculated that there must be something going on with this club, because the predecessor of this club was established by the dead gangster.

The club is most famous for its resources.

The richest people in the city and many societies are members of the club, and they make friends and discuss shady things in the name of playing golf.

The person in charge of Lanyue Club is Martel.

After seven years in prison, he continued to work for the gangster's family.

In fact, at that time, because the gang leader failed to change his mind and died, the case about him was dropped.

Until now, the gangster family has been trying to formalize and clean up its name, so the Lanyue Club has always been clean on the surface and is just a golf club.

Because Martel has always been "loyal", he became the manager of Lanyue Club.

"Asshole." The chief of the major crimes unit blew out smoke, "He killed my friend and a police officer, and he can still get away with it."

"Director, are you really sure that Xu Linlong did not commit suicide?" Yuan Fugui asked.

"Of course! I know my friend too well. It's impossible for you to say why he committed suicide."

"So, you want me to re-investigate Xu Linlong's suicide case?"

The director said solemnly that Xu Linlong, a good and just policeman, could not receive more police pensions because he was deemed to have committed suicide. More importantly,——

The director's hand tightly grasped the armrest of the pavilion. "I couldn't do anything. I watched him die inexplicably for 17 years."

The director sighed, I am old and can no longer keep up with my thinking. I can no longer think of any doubts about that case. I can only rely on you to break through the doubts.

He took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and said, this is all the information on Xu Linlong's case. Please help me. No, I beg you to clear up the injustice of a good policeman and convict that bastard Martel. He should go to jail.

Yuan Fugui took the USB flash drive. The USB flash drive was very light, but when he got it, he felt heavy.

Yuan Fugui thought, how should we investigate this case?

The director of the Major Crimes Unit had no ability to detect it, so the evidence at the scene must have been gone. After more than ten years, where should we start again?

It seems really difficult.

"Ahem, I heard." The director of the serious crime team coughed slightly and looked at Yuan Fugui, "I heard that you are in the underworld. Do you have an acquaintance?"

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After chatting with the director of the serious crime team, Yuan Fugui returned to the old case archives.

As soon as she walked in, she felt refreshed. It smelled so good that it came from the private room in the restaurant.

Entering the private room, there was a table of dishes on the table, and a suckling pig with two red lights in its eyes.

Chen Jinshui held a plate and inserted it into the suckling pig. The skin was crispy and the juices were exposed when inserted. Chen Jinshui divided the suckling pig into eight parts with the plate and smashed the plate. This is a serious Western way of eating roasted suckling pig.

Yuan Fugui sat down to eat, and pc1486 and Chen Jinshui asked expectantly, "Is there a case?"

"Yes."

Yuan Fugui talked about the Xu Linlong suicide case. In the past 17 years, all the clues to this case were on that USB disk.

But this thing, Yuan Fugui is probably useless.

How to check?

In fact, the easiest way is to go to the ferryman Fatty and bring the dead Xu Linlong back to life, and you will know after just asking.

But even if Xu Linlong admitted it, yes, I was killed by Martel.

But what can be done? Still no evidence.

Yuan Fugui took a sip of Moutai, paired with suckling pig, and thought.

At this time Chen Jinshui said, "Actually, I can be an undercover agent."

"Undercover?"

"Yes." Chen Jinshui said:

There is only one suspect in this case, and that is Martel. Doesn't he open a golf club now?

If I go to that club to apply for a job as a cook, I can get close to Martel.

"What are you talking about?"

"My Hong Kong is real!" Chen Jinshui is from Guangcheng and can speak some Cantonese.

He said that Martel is the manager of Lanyue Club and the big boss. As a boss, there are only three people closest to him.

Assistant, driver, cook.

And my cooking skills are obvious to all. As long as Martel eats the dishes I cook, I will never forget them. Soon, I will become his royal chef.

He would take me with him wherever he went. As I became his confidant, I had the opportunity to secretly elicit his words.

"When necessary, I will also do a little hypnosis."

Chen Jinshui waved his fingers in front of Yuan Fugui, "1, 2, 3, sleep!" It seemed like he was really hypnotizing.

Yuan Fugui opened Chen Jinshui's hand and said, "Stop messing around."

She said, so what if you get close to Martel, will he still tell you personally, yes, I was the one who killed Xu Linlong 17 years ago.

Even if he told you, all the evidence in the case would have been destroyed long ago.

There were no fingerprints at the scene, and he burned the car. The black gun used in the murder was 17 years later. Would that black gun still be on him?

Okay, even if the black gun is still hidden by him.

The second shot fired by the black gun only seriously injured Xu Linlong.

What Xu Linlong really died was when he shot himself in the temple for the third time with his own gun. It was suicide.

suicide?