Only then did the Master of Xuan Dao suddenly wake up and shouted repeatedly: "Why are you pressing me down? Get out of the way quickly, don't delay me asking for help."
"Shua——"
Chen Yan took action directly.
In an instant, he snatched away the peach wood sword of the old Taoist priest, slapped the old Taoist's back hard, sealed the meridians in his body, and threw it directly to Zhang Yourong: "The old man is playing tricks on people, disrupting social order, and trying to slander law enforcement officials. The crime will be increased by one."
Wait, the crime tools will be confiscated, and he will be taken back and imprisoned for three months."
The old Taoist priest was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "That is the relic of my ancestor..."
"Confiscated! If you dare to quibble again, your cultivation will be revoked and you will be imprisoned for three years!"
"..."
The old Taoist shuddered. Seeing Chen Yan's murderous look, he knew that today he kicked the steel plate while riding a horse. Looking at the bloody aura behind him, he didn't know how many people he had killed.
If this was done in ancient times, it would be enough to kill a general with a thousand men!
He didn't dare to refute a word and just followed Longya's people obediently.
Chen Yan then walked into the room and found paper and pen on the hotel table.
I closed my eyes and thought for a few seconds.
Then he picked up his pen and started drawing.
Zhang Yourong and the female team member next to him were very surprised. They didn't know what Chen Yan was drawing. After a while, they realized that what he was drawing was a portrait sketch... The female team member was very excited and couldn't help but clapped her hands.
He praised: "Elder Chen is so amazing. His paintings are so beautiful, they look real."
Three minutes later.
Chen Yan stopped writing.
Zhang Yourong asked: "Who is this person?"
Chen Yan looked at the young woman from the Li family, walked over with the painting, and said, "If you want to know the real cause of your father's death, this person is the key. Do you know who he is?"
The young woman frowned, but still said: "This is my father's special chef, Lao Jin! My father is very concerned about what he eats. He doesn't like to eat things made by others. He only likes to eat things made by Lao Jin. In Li
We have been together for decades, and wherever my father goes, he follows him."
Chen Yan's heart solidified with murderous intent.
Is he a chef?
This person is the man holding the butcher knife high when the little thing sent him the memory picture.
Damn it, you still kill a living child!
"Where is he now?"
"I don't know. Logically speaking, he should be here too." The young woman's eyes became cold and stern. She was thinking, could it be Lao Jin's secret hand? Lao Jin was highly valued by his father. If he put it in his food,
There are other things that my father would never suspect...
At this time.
A bodyguard in black said: "I know where Lao Jin is! Lao Jin has a woman in Jiangzhou, and that woman is pregnant. He should be in that woman's home."
"Let's go and arrest someone!"
Half an hour later.
Everyone came to a villa community.
Coincidentally, it turned out to be the Linjiang villa community where Wang Hongluan once lived.
Linjiang Villa No. 17.
When Chen Yan and others rushed in, they saw Lao Jin squatting beside the sofa, and sitting on the sofa was a woman with a big belly. Lao Jin was listening to the sound of the child in her belly.
See this picture.
Chen Yan just wanted to vomit.
"Get him!"
"Crash-"
When Lao Jin was surrounded by dragon teeth, he was still a little confused. Only his head with sparse Mediterranean hair was left. He turned around and looked at everyone: "What are you doing?"
Chen Yan pointed at the pregnant woman and said, "Is the child in her belly yours?"
Lao Jin's eyes widened: "She is my woman, and the child in her belly is not mine. Could it still be yours?"
Chen Yanhan said: "Then what will you do with this child? Just like you do with other children, chop it up and make it into dumplings?"