The next morning, Ye Fan also received news of Shen Qianshan's death.
He called Yang Jianxiong and asked Liu Fugui to take him to the funeral parlor.
Ye Fan met Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu there, put on hoods and gloves, and walked into the autopsy room.
A gust of cold wind blew towards his face, carrying the smell of alcohol and blood, which made Ye Fan uncomfortable and couldn't help but rub his nose.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the entire autopsy room.
There are many instruments and chemicals in the room, and there is a steel dissecting table in the middle.
Lying on the stage at the moment was a pale corpse with huge hands and feet. It was none other than Nanling President Shen Qianshan.
Ye Fan walked over.
"Last night afternoon, Shen Qianshan and Xiong Tiannan were injured and were sent to Rongai Hospital."
Yang Jianxiong told Ye Fan what he had learned: "Their original intention was to give some treatment and control the condition, and then fly to Longdu on a special plane."
"Xiong Tiannan and Zhang Xuan were successfully treated and their severed hands and feet were fixed. Shen Qianshan also took pills to stabilize his internal injuries."
"However, his mood has been very unstable. He drove everyone out of the ward and stayed alone in the room for some quiet time."
"When Xiong's helicopter landed on the roof of the building, Xiong Tiannan asked someone to call Shen Qianshan, only to find him lying on the hospital bed with his eyes open."
"Seal the throat with one sword!"
He pointed his finger at Qianshan's throat. There was a small bloody hole on it, not big, but deep enough and fatal enough.
I just couldn't identify what the murder weapon was.
"The attacks are ruthless and the techniques are extremely sophisticated."
Yang Jianxiong sighed: "The police on-site inspection found that Shen Qianshan was killed before he could react."
"I don't know who it is that has such deep hatred for Shen Qianshan."
Yang Jianxiong's head was aching. Shen Qianshan was also a figure. He had a high position and many connections. He died in Zhonghai. He was under great pressure.
There have been several phone calls this morning, asking him to urge the police to solve the case as soon as possible to avoid accidents that would cause turmoil in China.
"I investigated several of Shen Qianshan's mortal enemies..."
Huang Xuanwu also took up the topic: "Although they are Shen Qianshan's biggest enemies, they have no chance of coming to Zhonghai to attack Shen Qianshan."
"In addition to their insufficient martial arts skills, there is also the lack of time to commit crimes."
"When the incident happened yesterday, they were still active in their respective territories. Besides, they weren't that awesome, and they were able to get rid of Shen Qianshan by pinching him."
Huang Xuanwu looked at Ye Fan: "So this assassination is probably not as simple as a vendetta."
Ye Fan smiled: "I guess I am the biggest suspect now."
"yes."
"Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang both believe that you killed Shen Qianshan. They said that after you deposed Shen Qianshan, you were worried about revenge, so they killed him once and for all."
Yang Jianxiong nodded and informed the situation: "You also said that you can cripple Shen Qianshan, so only you can kill him."
"The entire Nanling Martial Alliance is in a rage, and they are all calling for revenge against you."
"If the police hadn't restricted their entry in large numbers, this place would have been blocked by now."
"But you still have to be careful. Shen Qianshan's adopted daughter is also the top disciple. Xue Ruyi is likely to find you."
He warned Ye Fan: "These days, if possible, you should avoid it."
"It's not that you're afraid, but there's no need to cause such trouble."
Yang Jianxiong patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "As for the murderer, I will dig it out as soon as possible to avoid turmoil in Zhonghai."
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "Don't worry, Director Yang, I will take good care of myself."
Yang Jianxiong suddenly asked: "Ye Fan, what do you think the murderer's intention was in killing Shen Qianshan?"
"Killing for love is impossible, nor is seeking money. The probability of killing for vendetta is also small, so the only thing left is to cause trouble."
Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light:
"The other party wanted Shen Qianshan to come to Zhonghai, but I wasted the opportunity to do it. It was clear that they wanted to use me to destabilize the situation in Zhonghai."
"The murderer must have known about my relationship with Chairman Huang, so with Shen Qianshan, I was pushed to the forefront, and Chairman Huang would definitely come forward to protect me."
"Once President Huang covers me, the Nanling Martial Alliance will definitely be angry, and then the two major alliances will start a struggle."
"Zhonghai Wumeng is advancing and retreating with you again. Its conflict with Nanling Wumeng will inevitably involve you, Director Yang."
"If this happens, the whole Zhonghai will turn into a mess."
Speaking of this, Ye Fan stood as straight as a gun, and his words came out clearly:
"The murderer's purpose is not to kill Shen Qianshan, nor to kill me, nor to fight between the two major alliances."
"What he wants is the entire Zhonghai battle, what he wants is to take advantage of the chaos and shuffle the cards..."
Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu looked at each other, and both of them were shocked. They never expected that Ye Fan could see so deeply and so clearly.
Ye Fan looked at Huang Xuanwu again: "Where is President Huang?"
"President Huang went to Longdu last night."
Huang Xuanwu exhaled a long breath: "I came out of seclusion at the age of nine thousand. He went over to congratulate me."
Although Huang Xuanwu said it lightly, Ye Fan knew that Huang Feihu was definitely rushing to solve Shen Qianshan's matter.
Ye Fan sighed: "Thank you for your hard work, President Huang."
While talking, the three of them left the autopsy room and stood on the steps again. Under the sunshine, some warmth returned.
"Woo——"
At this moment, there was a roar of cars not far away, and then three black Audis drove up
The car door opened, and seven or eight men and women came out, decorated in an antique style, with their arms wrapped in white cloth, and they all looked haughty.
Yang Jianxiong was slightly startled when he saw them, as if he was surprised that they appeared so quickly.
Huang Xuanwu also frowned, recognizing who this group of people were.
One of the women in black was the leader. She was tall, with long hair tied up, eyes like lightning, and a face full of arrogance.
She glanced at her phone, and then her eyes were fixed on Ye Fan:
"Are you Ye Fan?"
Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu discovered that there was murderous intent in her eyes.
Before Huang Xuanwu informed the other party of his identity, Ye Fan simply asked: "Who are you?"
"I am Shen Qianshan's number one disciple, Xue Ruyi."
Xue Ruyi looked at Ye Fan with murderous intent and shouted:
"It seems that what Xiong Tiannan and the others said is true. You used the dog-beating stick to intimidate President Shen, and then you despicably crippled him and killed him."
"Otherwise, a hundred of you wouldn't be able to hurt President Shen."
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I will kneel down, cut off my hands, keep vigil for my master, and wait for the punishment from the Nanling Martial Alliance."
Xue Ruyi has her hands behind her back and is domineering, quite like a heroine in the world.
A group of companions also stared angrily and looked menacing, ready to kill Ye Fan at any time.
Ye Fan stopped Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu from talking, and smiled indifferently: "Are you worthy of cutting off your hands?"
Xue Ruyi's pretty face turned cold and her momentum was overwhelming:
"Ye Fan, I advise you to be wise and not to make me angry."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have cut off my hands on my own."
"You could lose your life."
"You don't need to use the dog-beating stick to threaten us. We broke away from the Nanling Martial Arts Alliance before coming to Zhonghai."
"We are no longer the children of the Martial Alliance, and we are no longer controlled by the dog-beating stick. You can't suppress us."
"Now, your life and death are decided by us, do you understand?"
In Xue Ruyi's view, Ye Fan, who bullied others with power, could only do some tricks and embroidery on his legs, which was not comparable to that of a well-known child like her.
She didn't kill Ye Fan immediately because she wanted Ye Fan to kneel down and bury Shen Qianshan. After the funeral, she would bury Ye Fan alive to take revenge.
Ye Fan was noncommittal: "I don't understand!"
"don't know?"
Xue Ruyi was angry: "Ye Fan, don't you know who you are talking to?"
"Do you know what kind of existence is standing in front of you?"
She pointed a little:
"Believe it or not, I can kill you with one hand?"
