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"Baby, you are awesome. I'll order you a lime cheesecake this afternoon." Ying Zhao bent down and pinched Xia Yao's rounded cheeks due to pregnancy, and then took away the medicine she put on the keyboard tray, "Pay attention to Wu Qi Condition."

"I want fried skewers."

"That's right."

Ying Zhao walked back to the small conference room and stood by the door.

Yan Ji had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.She shook off the blanket and wrapped herself tightly, like a little animal in hibernation, breathing slowly and sleeping peacefully.

Suddenly, she woke up with a start.

"Holding, I'm sorry." Yan Ji turned his head to look at Ying Zhao who walked into the small conference room, and got up to stand up.

Ying Zhao put her hands on her shoulders, and gently pushed her back to the sofa: "Persist, I can go home, take a shower and sleep in a while." She was smiling, as if she was asking Yan Ji for help, "This ice compress The paste is very effective for bruises, you can take two Sanqi tablets."

Yan Ji nodded slightly, and began to recall again.

Ying Zhao closed the window, sat on the sofa next to Yan Ji and helped her apply the medicine.The two were very close, so they should observe the scars on Yan Ji's body without any trace, and make some analysis and inferences from the depth of the bruises and the size of the scratches.

"I was very scared at the time, and I didn't know what to do." Yan Ji let go of his eyes and fell into memories, "I heard a bang, and the warehouse suddenly went dark. Then I felt lighter, and I knew that thing was leaving. I was very anxious, and immediately Throw the phone out."

Ying Zhao made a pause gesture: "Why did you throw the phone?"

Yan Ji explained: "I want to attract that thing's attention."

"Attract attention?"

"Well, I'm afraid Yan Deng is in danger."

"Are you worried that that thing will go to Yan Deng?"

Yan Ji said solemnly, "It's not that I'm worried, it's that I'm sure. Before turning off the lights, I saw that Yan Deng was very close to the gate. When I entered the warehouse, the old man turned on the lights at the gate."

Ying Zhao nodded to signal Yan Ji to continue, feeling a little more admiration for the two and a third of vigilance.

"The thing was attracted by the mobile phone, and Yan Deng closed the door in time. She was calm and quick to respond." Yan Ji adjusted his sitting posture slightly, "and she knows a lot. We walked into the warehouse and found that it was like a laboratory inside. There are many bottles and jars and equipment. But it is very messy, and everything is on the ground. Yan Deng told me that the microscopes on the ground cost hundreds of thousands.”

Yan Ji narrated while recalling, ambiguous the part where Yan Deng drove into that thing with his car, other words were endless, and he answered every question.

"That's it for today. Thank you for cooperating with our work. Go back and have a good rest. You can contact me at any time for anything." Ying Zhao handed over a business card.

"Well, thank you, sir." Yan Ji took it with both hands, but when he put it in his pocket, he found that he had lost Mr. Jing's wooden business card.

"I'll let Xiao Yang see you off."

"No, I can take the bus."

"You're welcome."

Ying Zhao stood up, Yan Ji followed suit, folded the blanket and put it on the sofa.The two left the small conference room and walked to the door of the office.Yan Ji stood outside the door, looking inside.

When we were in the small meeting room, Yang Shuhui knocked on the door once, and called Yingzhao to go out and say a few words.Yan Ji vaguely heard him say that someone came to pick up Yan Deng.

There were three people in the office, besides Yang Shuhui, Wu Qi and Xia Yao who were said to have been taken away by the 120 ambulance.

Sure enough, Yan Deng had already left.

Ying Zhao arranged for Yang Shuhui to send Yan Ji off, but Yan Ji refused repeatedly but failed, so he had to thank Ying Zhao, and followed Yang Shuhui downstairs to his red Cadillac.

In the small conference room of the Qiwushan Police Station, the atmosphere was a little dignified and dull.

You should ask: "Are you sure?"

"Anyway, I didn't see it." Old Wu paused, and said with a embarrassed face, "Director, I reported before that our drone is just a toy, it..."

Old Wu lowered his head and scratched the stubble on his chin: "Boss, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

When Yan Ji and Yan Deng walked into the police station, Lao Wu and Xia Yao were in the monitoring room.When he heard Yan Ji mention the Yifu sheep farm, Lao Wu realized that there was a problem with the experience of a grassroots old policeman, and immediately drove to it.

"The fault is that I didn't confirm it on the spot. The warehouse of the Yangfu sheep farm was burned and rained heavily, and the situation observed through drones may not be true."

Ying Zhao sighed softly.

Lao Wu and Xia Yao's heart tightened immediately.

With Ying Zhao's left leg on his right leg, Sri said slowly: "Class Z level three danger. Unknown and uncertain type, which may endanger the lives of police officers. It is the right choice for you not to confirm, but you should not immediately return."

Old Wu opened his mouth to say, "I should report the situation first," but felt that he would probably be punished for speaking out.

Xia Yao was puzzled and said: "Director, just watched the video taken by the drone, it is very clear, there is no laboratory. No matter how big the fire is, if the corpses of bottles and cans are burned to ashes, there must be a pile of ashes. "

The more Xia Yao spoke, the lower her voice was, because even if Yan Ji was really mentally ill, it was impossible for Yan Deng to also be mentally ill.Just now, Yang Shuhui told her and Lao Wu very excitedly that Yan Deng is a British Chinese, and he was invited to attend the Medical City Conference when he returned to China this time.

The Medical City is a national project. The organizer of this conference is the provincial government, and the municipal government is only the last one in the list of organizers.Such an important government event deserves the word "invited", no matter how he is an executive of a foreign company.

Old Wu stood up slowly: "Director, I'll go there again."

"What are you going to do again?" Ying Zhao propped his chin, held the remote control and kept replaying the video, "Ask Bian Peng to lock you up in the interrogation room after checking the surveillance? Why did you go twice?"

"I tend to think what Yan Ji said is basically true. As for whether it's a cult or something else..." Ying Zhao leaned on the sofa, covered her lips and yawned, "Xia Yao, go to the phone, fire, missing persons, please ask the city bureau support."

Xia Yao was a little reluctant: "Boss."

Ying Zhao smiled sweetly: "Why, I'm afraid it's like the 3.12 case, busy making wedding clothes for others? Don't worry, Bian Peng will be busy trying Bao Fajun and dissecting Qian Hong, so he has to push it to us when it's reported."

Xia Yao curled her lips: "It's cheaper for him."

Yesterday Yang Shuhui and Lao Wu escorted Bao Fajun back. Ying Zhao was already at the police station. She asked Yang Shuhui to go to the criminal police team to retrieve Qian Hong's body immediately, but it turned out that the forensic room did not perform an autopsy at all.

Knowing that time must be raced, Ying Zhao took Yang Shuhui to interrogate Bao Fajun at night, and asked Lao Wu to examine Qian Hong's body.In the end, there was still not enough time. After a few words in the case discussion meeting, Brigade Captain Bian Peng Bian came to ask for the suspect and the corpse.

"It's not cheap. When this case is in his hands, Qian Hong and Ma Yong will definitely end up having an extramarital affair. They conspired with Bao Fajun to murder someone. Afterwards, Qian Hong was terrified and afraid of hanging herself." Old Wu stared at the ground with drooping eyelids, and his tone became more serious. A taunt, "Qian Hong did have an impact injury on her head, but she had six symmetrical and sudden wounds on her shoulder and abdomen, with irregular edges and avulsion wounds, which were bitten after death. What kind of dog can climb a base station tower? "

Just as he was talking, Yang Shuhui came back. He couldn't stop the excitement on his face after a sleepless night. He passed the ice soda in his arms to everyone: "The milk tea shop is not open yet. It's [-]:[-] p.m. I'll treat you. How about it? gone?"

Xia Yao took the Wangwang Milk, quite disgusted: "You still have the nerve to say, let you take notes for others, you are lucky, have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Yang Shuhui quickly expressed his opinion: "I have the most beautiful things in my heart!"

Ying Zhao smiled but said, "I'm old, I can't compare to other young girls."

Yang Shuhui was aggrieved: "Boss, that Yan Deng is too difficult to deal with. You only answer one sentence after ten questions. Looking at me is like looking at a dead salted fish that can move. Didn't you see that it was Youtang's limousine car that came to pick her up." .”

Ying Zhao frowned: "You hall?"

"Well, Youtang, the Youtang Hotel of the Ji Group."

Youtang Hotel is located in the High-tech Zone of Medicine and belongs to the emerging brand of Ji's Group. It is a high-end luxury hotel.

As a third-tier city, the city's consumption level does not match Youtang Hotel.There are rumors in the market that Youtang Hotel is a supporting facility for Ji's Group executives who will frequently travel to Taicheng in the future, and the Medical City may be renamed Ji's Medical City.

The exterior of Youtang Hotel is a cold and deconstructive building, but the interior is uncharacteristically full of the atmosphere of harmony between man and nature in Chinese architecture, but various elements are used in a hidden way.

Jing Xing closed the door and bowed: "Miss, the bath water has been put away, you should rest first."

Yan Deng walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the medicine box on the coffee table.Open the medicine box, there is a bright red capsule inside.She took out the capsule and put it directly in her mouth.

Jing Xing stood beside her and began to report: "You didn't come back all night. To avoid suspicion, I consulted the hotel, telegraphed the reception office of the medical conference, and filed a record with the police station of the High-tech Zone. You have no arrangements this morning, and the afternoon was originally scheduled. Meet with Mr. Ji at three o'clock, and due to the other party's reasons, the banquet will be changed to ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Snapped."

A piece of wood rests on the coffee table.

The color of the wood chips is like sandalwood, with a smooth luster and feathery wood grains, with a faint fragrance permeating the air. Jing Xing's name and position are engraved on it, which is exactly the business card he gave Yan Ji.This kind of special business card has a subtle effect, which can make people be influenced unconsciously.

Jing Xing put his hands on his stomach and bowed to salute: "Miss, it's the subordinate who made the decision. She is Zhang Gongyu's student, I guess we can get clues from her."

"Guess." Yan Deng tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingertips, "Tell me, who instructed you to test her, test me."

"The subordinates are loyal."

"Loyal, are you loyal to Cornwall, or someone far away in Cornwall?"

Jingxing stood straight: "There is no one. Miss, you are my master, the master of Cornwall, and my subordinates are just worried about you."

Yan Deng's long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, half-closed to cover his dark eyes.She slowly curled the middle finger, ring finger, and little finger of her right hand.

Jing Xing's sharp-edged jaw tensed instantly, and then he fell to the ground, without warning, and fell hard on the ground.

As Yan Deng swiped with his index finger, the surface of the leather sofa was slightly dented.And Jing Xing on the ground curled up like a shrimp, inserted his thin fingers into his hair, and pulled the meticulous short hair into a mess.

"Don't give me random names."

Jing Xing suppressed the gasping between his teeth, and replied respectfully: "Yes, miss. I'm very sorry, but your external identity is the president of Cornwall Group."

The sunken horizontal line of the leather sofa disappeared quickly, and the pale fingertips pressed down slightly, and slowly drew a vertical line downward.

Jing Xing trembled like being shocked by an electric shock, and then his limbs twitched, and his whole body convulsed uncontrollably, like a dying epileptic who was about to die in crazy convulsions.

"Guess, figure out, but don't try." The ethereal and quiet voice, like an angel whispering the threat of a demon in the ear.Yan Deng slowly stood up, his back was as thin as a paper man.

It wasn't until he heard the bathroom door close that Jing Xing got up from the carpet, and cold sweat dripped down his angular chin and onto his crumpled white shirt.He straightened his white gloves, then got down on one knee and smoothed out the wrinkles in the carpet one by one.