"Whether a story is valuable or not depends on the person who listens to it."

Lin Yue said: "I never thought about taking you to court. Rather than being a policeman, I would rather be a businessman and use tangible wealth to uphold private justice."

"Oh?" Mr. Yan became interested.

"Using the law to sanction a person requires criminal motives, evidence, testimony, and legal regulations, but telling a story does not. The things in the notebook outside are records of abnormal capital flows in your industry in recent years. Anyone with an online IQ can do it.

I can see the trick in it. I also have the video of the conversation between Sompha and your subordinate Ma Zai and the testimony of your subordinate Ma Zai. As long as these indirect evidences are made public and attached to what I just said, do you think people

Do you believe it?"

"Of course, this won't hurt you. At most, it will cause some investigations. Mr. Yan has enough energy to deal with it. But what about your subordinates? What will they think? What will the powerful people who worked with you in the past think? The gangsters on the road.

Only small people value loyalty. What a big boss needs is rules. As a rule-breaker, what qualifications do you have to be the boss?"

"I, Tony, am a small policeman, and you, Mr. Yan, are a big shot. If I trade my life for your reputation, who do you think is the winner in this deal?"

Mr. Yan looked back at him, his eyes narrowed tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"There are no winners in this business."

"Yes, so I want to negotiate a win-win deal with you."

Lin Yue said: "One million U.S. dollars, arrange for me to leave Thailand, and I guarantee that those things will never appear in the world. Isn't this request too much?"

"How do you expect me to believe that you will do what you say?"

"You have no choice in the matter."

After speaking, Lin Yue clicked on his phone, played a recording of the conversation, and stared at Mr. Yan's face: "I store all the information and evidence on overseas servers, and my friends also have backups. If I am missing or arrested,

Unexpectedly, the items will not only be sent to the inspection department, but will also appear on TT, UTB, and FB, so you better hope that I will always be healthy and live a long life."

Mr. Yan took a deep breath: "Okay, I promise you."

Originally he wanted to find a soft persimmon and a scapegoat, but he unexpectedly provoked a small-time policeman. After living for sixty or seventy years, this was the first time he capsized in a ditch and was tricked by a small policeman.

Lin Yue smiled and said: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

The expression on Mr. Yan's face began to soften: "I'm curious, when did you start to suspect that I was involved in the gold robbery?"

"Do you still remember the day I told you that there was a mole in the gold bank? The next day I went to Chinatown to conduct an investigation. It turned out that everything in the four gold banks was normal. There was no nervousness on the employees' faces, and the managers even invited me with a smile.

After drinking tea, I became alert and felt that something was wrong."

In the movie plot, after Tang Ren met Mr. Yan, Tony was quickly taken away. This shows that he is a resolute and resolute person. However, after Lin Yue expressed his suspicions, the four stolen gold companies disappeared.

A trace of movement, combined with the fact that he was attacked at night, forced him to prepare for the worst.

After that, Brother Bei and the other three revealed that the mixed-race brother was the mastermind behind the scenes. Their intuition told him that things might be worse than imagined, so they kept an eye out and returned to the police station to work late into the night. After reviewing a large amount of information and the assets under Mr. Yan's name,

Sketch a prototype of a conspiracy in your mind.

Who would have thought that Mr. Yan, the nominal owner of the gold, was actually the mastermind of the gold heist.

Of course, the struggle for power has always been full of murderous intent and full of all kinds of mysteries.

"According to the style of the Chinatown Police Department, I thought they would arrest me tomorrow. Remember to prepare a million dollars and a boat to escape. I will contact you tomorrow morning."

Lin Yue opened the door and walked outside: "We are just grasshoppers on a rope now."

Mr. Yan looked at his back, his eyes not only filled with displeasure but also a hint of appreciation.

…

Lin Yue walked out of the courtyard, took a look at the floating clouds in the sky, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He had killed three horsemen cleanly before, leaving no confession that could threaten Mr. Yan. In fact, he had been betting that Mr. Yan would not dare to touch him.

As the old saying goes, a person who is barefoot is not afraid of someone who wears shoes. He has the courage to take risks, but the other party has no need to take risks. One million US dollars is a huge sum of money to ordinary people, but for Mr. Yan, it is just a fraction of his assets.

Didi.

A taxi stopped on the side of the road. He opened the door and got in, telling the driver to go to Zhagawa Hospital.

The man with a beard glanced at him through the rearview mirror and drove towards the city.

Half an hour later, Lin Yue got out of the car, entered the hospital, and walked straight to Sinuo's ward.

Because her adoptive father Li broke the window of the ward yesterday, the doctor arranged her to a single room at the end of the corridor.

"Who are you……"

She didn't recognize Lin Yue, but she felt familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.

The two did meet once before. Lin Yue passed by him in the corridor when he went to check on Li. He also came to the hospital yesterday, but he always stood behind the crowd. Because he was not tall, he was not in front of Sinuo at all.

Opportunity to show your face.

"I'm a police officer."

"Oh, did you come here to ask about my adoptive father?"

He smiled and did not respond to her question.

"Qin Feng has come here, right?"

"You mean that little detective?" Sinuo put down the Grimm fairy tale in his hand: "He just left a while ago. If you find him, you have to hurry up, otherwise the plane will fly away."

"I'm not looking for him, I'm looking for you."

Lin Yue saw the white paper that fell on the ground, and the crease in the middle was clearly visible.

"So he told you about Sompa being gay?"

Sinuo's expression remained the same as before, with no panic or annoyance in his eyes, and a trademark smile on his lips: "Mr. Police, why are you like Qin Feng, who likes to make all kinds of guesses."

"guess?"

Lin Yue walked up to her: "Is the story Qin Feng told you just now exciting? Is it unexpected?"

"He told you too?"

"Yes, he told me too. Guess how I responded to him."

Sinuo shook his head and said in a good-natured tone, "I don't know."

"I said there is a loophole in your story, and this loophole may be the key to solving the case."

"Loophole?"

Sinuo's face became a little unnatural. From the moment the man stepped into the ward, she had a strong sense of crisis, as if the air around her was frozen. Every look and every movement she made required far more effort.

The energy of the past.

"In that story, a boy disappeared. The boy's father suspected that his son's female classmate had killed him, so he began to follow him. The girl found out and wanted to solve the time bomb, so she made up a story about how she was killed.

The rape script was written in the diary, and then deliberately let the adoptive father who loved her abnormally see it, which aroused the adoptive father's murderous intention. According to the method recorded in the diary, he sneaked into the boy's house and killed the man who was following him."

"That's what Qin Feng said, right?"

Sinuo nodded slightly and looked at him unblinkingly.

"Did you know? The computer at Sompa Workshop requires a password to enter. After the murder, the police simply removed the hard drive to get rid of the problem. As an ordinary worker in the repair shop, how likely is it possible to crack the computer password? He has no way.

To crack the computer secret, how do you know that the workshop’s monitoring system overwrites data on a seven-day cycle? The answer can only come from the diary, so the question is, how did the girl who wrote the diary know about this?"

Sinuo's face suddenly changed. There was no concentration on his face, only nervousness.

"Let's assume that the girl's adoptive father is a pedophile asshole. Is it possible that the boy's gay father is also a pedophile asshole? If so, is it possible for boys and girls to have the same problem as people with the same disease?

A lot of topics?”

Lin Yue continued: "It can be seen from the girl's use of the young detective to send her adoptive father to prison that she wants to be liberated. But what about the boy? Does he also yearn for freedom? Let's assume again.

, the boy finally found a chance to get rid of his gay father, but found that the man was still haunted by his beloved girl. What will he do at this time? "

At this point, he stopped, walked over and picked up the Grimm's Fairy Tales lying flat on the bedside, unfolded it and placed it on the table in front of him: "It is said that the Grimm's Fairy Tales were originally written for adults, and they contained a lot of bloody content.

Well, I once read a book called "White Night Walk". The hero's biggest wish is to walk hand in hand with the girl he loves in the sun. If you have time, you can read it."

Sinuo's face was struggling, and she tried her best to smile: "Thank you, the story you told is more exciting than the story Qin Feng told."

"Right, I think so too."

Lin Yue said: "Detectives all like to tell stories, but I am different. I am a policeman."

The last smile that Sinuo squeezed out quickly disappeared: "What else do you know?"

"I checked it out in my spare time. Sompa divorced his wife nine years ago, and moved to Bangkok with his son Dan from Raikham Province. A year later, his ex-wife got married, but Sompa never got married. The two of them never got married.

Sompa's ex-wife's current husband died unexpectedly two years ago. She inherited a considerable inheritance and bought a bus ticket from Raikham to Bangkok a few months before Dan disappeared, and then never went back."

Lin Yue pulled up the chair next to him and sat next to Sinuo: "Do you think I should seize Songpa's ex-wife and pursue it, or should I just pretend that nothing happened?"

Sinuo's hands gripped the blanket tightly, and there was no trace of blood on her pale face. She thought her plan was perfect and all the evidence against her had been destroyed. Unexpectedly, after a lot of careful work, the police found it.

flaw.

"Why, are you scared?" Lin Yue patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, you are very lucky. I will be a policeman in a few days."

Sinuo raised his head and looked at him with surprise: "Why?"

Lin Yue didn't answer her question, got up and walked outside.

"You don't know yet, but Li took away the SD card of Songpa Workshop's camera, which contained a photo of you and Dan."

The door opens.

The door is closed.

A question drifted through the gap: "How much do you think he meant when he said 'you don't know' before jumping off the building?"
Chapter completed!