When he heard that Zhan Feixiang and Mu Xiangxi were dead, Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast and rushed to the police station where the confession was to be questioned.
He got out of the car door, walked into the lobby, walked through the corridor with ease, and opened a conference room at the end.
He soon saw Tang Ruoxue dressed in black and Yang Jianxiong drinking tea.
"Hahaha, Ye Fan, you are my regular customer, you come here every now and then."
Yang Jianxiong's original solemn expression immediately burst into laughter when he saw Ye Fan: "But this is good, meeting more can make our relationship deeper."
"Director Yang, I really don't want to see you."
Ye Fan looked helpless: "Every time I come here, it means I'm in a lot of trouble."
"Ruoxue, what happened?"
He sat down next to Tang Ruoxue and tried to grab the woman's hand but was dodged: "Why are they two dead?"
"have no idea!"
Tang Ruoxue smiled bitterly, and then told Ye Fan the situation: "Yesterday after Tang Qi and the others threw the two of them out, I sent extra people to protect the patient floor, and also sent a few more bodyguards at the door and in the monitoring room."
"The purpose is to prevent reporters like Mu Xiangxi, Zhan Feixiang and others from sneaking in and causing trouble."
"Unexpectedly, the security personnel did not see them coming in or out, but the cleaners found two bodies in the contaminated area."
She added: "They were lying in the trash can with cameras in their hands and my business card in their mouths."
Yang Jianxiong took advantage of the situation and told the situation of the deceased: "They were killed with a scalpel. First, the muscles and veins of the limbs were cut, then the tongues were cut, and finally the throats were cut to death."
"The time of death was around one o'clock in the morning, and he was found at six o'clock the next morning."
"Although they are two fake foreigners, they are still foreigners and are related to the Goddess Times, so they have attracted a lot of attention."
"Goddess Times also put pressure through the embassy, asking us to find the murderer and bring him to justice as soon as possible."
He suppressed his smile and became more solemn. The two of them were not important, but their identities were very tricky.
"He was killed so cruelly, who did it?"
Ye Fan frowned slightly, then looked at Yang Jianxiong and smiled bitterly: "Director Yang, you don't doubt me and Ruoxue, do you?"
"Of course I won't think it was you who did it. If it was you who killed people, their bodies would have been gone. How could they be lying in the trash can?"
Yang Jianxiong sat up straight: "And with your character, how could you be so cruel?"
"It's just that the last people who had a conflict with them were you and Mr. Tang. Mu Xiangxi also found half of Mr. Tang's business card in his mouth."
"The most important thing is that their camera is a photo of you and Mr. Tang leaving the hospital."
"A voice recorder was carried with him to angrily record the injustice they suffered when visiting the hospital, as well as the accusation that Tiantang Liquor Company caused many patients to become zombies."
"Publicly and privately, I need to ask you to come over and ask questions, take statements, and see if you can provide any clues."
He rubbed his head and smiled bitterly: "This case must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise not only will I be under great pressure, but Mr. Tang will also be in great trouble."
Yang Jianxiong believed that Tang Ruoxue did not commit murder, and it would be difficult to charge her legally. However, on the surface, these things could easily lead to democratic determination that Tang Ruoxue committed murder and silenced her.
Tang Ruoxue showed a hint of regret on her face: "I should have listened to Mark yesterday..." If they had been ruthlessly detained at that time, they would have been in such big trouble now.
"I can't blame you, you didn't expect it."
Ye Fan reassured: "And even if we detain two people, there will still be other troubles."
"There is a dark hand behind the scenes that controls everything and will ruin your reputation no matter what."
There was a gleam in his eyes: "There really isn't a simple person these days."
"You mean Tang Hailong did it?"
Tang Ruoxue's body trembled slightly, and she quickly understood what Mark meant: "He controls all this?"
"First he used the patient as a threat, but we broke the situation and rescued the patient. Unwilling to fail, he instigated two journalists with sensitive identities to go to the hospital to spy on the situation."
Ye Fan stared at the information on the table and said, "If the spying is successful, they will announce the patient's condition and let you continue to bear tremendous pressure."
"If the spying fails, he will kill Mu Xiangxi and Zhan Feixiang. Once they are dead, you will be the biggest suspect."
"Even if there is no legal evidence to crucify you, he can still guide public opinion and make people think that you committed murder and silenced you."
"If this happens, the stock market will fall and the group's interests will be damaged. You will be blamed and you will definitely take the blame and resign."
"So now in addition to treating the patient as quickly as possible, we must also find ways to dig out the murderer."
Ye Fan gave his own guess: "Public opinion on this case will explode within today..." Yang Jianxiong nodded: "Yes, there are guide posts on the Internet, but I have temporarily blocked them because they are related to the case. I just commented.
It won’t be too long..." "Thank you, Director Yang."
Tang Ruoxue exhaled a long breath, and then her eyes revealed a hint of determination: "Where is Tang Hailong being detained now?
I want to meet him."
Ye Fan was stunned: "Ruoxue, why did you see him?
Do you want to scold his conscience and let his conscience discover it?"
Tang Ruoxue said nothing, but continued to look at Yang Jianxiong: "Director Yang, where is he?"
"His detention time has expired and he left at seven o'clock in the morning."
Yang Jianxiong tapped his fingers on the computer a few times: "If my guess is good, he should have gone to the airport to pick up Ye Qingcheng."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Young Master Ye Tang?"
"That's right, he came to Longdu to accept the Tang Sect's apology."
Yang Jianxiong rubbed his head and stood up. He came to the window and looked at the swaying leaves outside: "Longdu, it's going to rain again..." At this moment, Longdu Airport was filled with people, dispelling the chill of the morning.
Large groups of passengers poured into the lobby through the retractable aisles connected to the aircraft, and then hurriedly left dragging their suitcases from various entrances and exits.
All of them are either in suits or wearing jewellery, demonstrating the status of Longdu International Airport.
"Woo--" Near nine o'clock, a Gulfstream aircraft worth one billion US dollars roared down.
The cabin door opened, and three men and two women emerged. The man was high-spirited and the woman was dazzling and beautiful.
Coupled with the gorgeous clothes from head to toe and the bodyguards wearing military boots at the back, it can be said that it stands out from the crowd.
The two men and two women looked around and frowned. Having returned from overseas, they were always a bit picky about people and things in China.
On the other hand, the young man at the core had a calm face, making it impossible to see the slightest thought.
"Master Ye, Master Qin, Master Wei, Miss Han, Miss Qi, welcome."
Almost as soon as they appeared, six black Rolls-Royces drove over.
The car door opened, and Tang Hailong, dressed in a suit, got out with a dozen people.
He greeted the group of men and women in colorful clothes with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam just now. I'm late. I apologize, I apologize."
"Master Ye, haven't you been back to Dragon Capital for a long time?"
"how?
Have you noticed that you have become beautiful again?
Are you much taller than before?"
Tang Hailong asked Jia Chang enthusiastically: "Now Longdu is not only a thousand-year-old ancient capital, but also one of the few international centers in the world. Do you feel shocked?"
A girl with bangs curled her lips and shook her head, with a particularly picky look on her face.
The other girl in the cheongsam smiled and said nothing.
The two young men also smiled proudly, showing Western arrogance and superiority.
Ye Jincheng took off the sunglasses on his face and looked at the thousand-year-old Dragon City: "It is vulnerable..."
