Chapter 181

Soon, a few mysterious people in black came to the hospital.

Wearing a uniform black suit, his face seems to be wearing a mask, without any expression.

If ye Zichuan were here, he would be able to recognize that the middle-aged man at the head was the man who had been looking for him.

He gave back his business card, but he didn't know where it had been lost by Ye Zichuan.

"The special department of the Ministry of national security, we took over the case. Now, we need all the details about the case."

"OK, we'll give it to you right away."

The police have been told by the director, without any hesitation, to hand over all the information of the case.

"Our first suspect is the man named Ye Zichuan. However, after investigation, when the victim had an accident, he did not appear near the hospital at all, so we can only release him."

And the middle-aged man after seeing the picture of Ye Zichuan, eyebrows suddenly pick.

"Is that him?"

"The officer knows him?" The policeman was surprised.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, and the police immediately closed their mouth, remembering that the director said, don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

"I've seen it before."

The middle-aged man monk's information file looks at master Lin: "you are Mr. Lin Chuxiong. We will try our best to find out your son's death and give you an account. Before that, I hope you don't act rashly."

"What do you mean?" Mr. Lin frowned and was not happy.

"There are some things in this world that can not be solved by manpower. I just hope that the Lin family will not have any more unnecessary losses."

Lin Chuxiong snorted coldly: "our Lin family has never been afraid of anything, and we have never been bullied like this."

"You investigate your life, I'll be my own, and my son's life won't be counted like this!"

With that, he left with a crowd.

By the way, he also took Lin sichen's body.

The middle-aged man said nothing.

"What about the autopsy report?"

"It's all in there." The policeman returned.

The man opened the file again and saw the autopsy report.

The result of the report is that Lin sichen died of tremendous pressure, 360 degrees without dead angle, all-round compression, and was crushed to death.

None of the bones in the body is complete, and the viscera are broken into many pieces. It can be said that the death is very miserable.

"Great pressure?"

The man's eyes flashed, thinking of the two square pits before.

The regular shape of the pit, it seems, is also due to the formation of huge pressure.

These two things are related to Ye Zichuan. Now it seems that the inference that ye Zichuan has powers is more likely.

On the other side, ye Zichuan, who has returned to the drugstore, suddenly receives a phone call.

"Hello, is that Mr. Ye Zichuan? We want to know something about Lin sichen's death. "

"The police have already understood it. If you want to know about it, I have no time to go to the police."

With that, he hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, the middle-aged man listened to the busy tone in his mobile phone and rubbed his eyebrows with some headache.

The young man seems to have a bad temper.

"Well, I can't help it. I have to go by myself."

"Captain, what's the matter with this man? How can he drag like this?" Next to a young man some disdain said.

"People make 500 million yuan in one night. Why do you think he's such a drag?" The man said with a smile.

"Damn it The young man burst out a rude remark: "my salary is not so much all my life."

"Not necessarily. If you kill the top ones in the black list, you will surely be easier than him."

"Don't be kidding, that kind of non-human metamorphosis, it's better not to let me encounter it all my life. I don't want to die young."

The man laughed: "let's go and meet Mr. Ye."

The Mercedes Benz drove at top speed. After more than ten minutes, it stopped at the bottom of Ye Zichuan's building.

Ye Zichuan, who is preparing medicine, has already known who is coming.

No wonder it sounds familiar on the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Ye." Men are very polite.

"What's the matter?" Ye Zichuan put down his things.

"Well, what I just said on the phone about Lin sichen's death..."

"The police have asked me, I have never been to the Central Hospital, I really don't know, why do you suspect me, just because I put cruel words to kill him?"

Ye Zichuan pretends to be stupid, but he won't admit it anyway.

The man said with a smile: "we know this. Without evidence, we won't do anything to Mr. Ye. I'm here to have a talk with you."

Ye Zichuan curled his lips: "sorry, I'm only interested in beautiful women."

The man's face suddenly froze, but the young man next to him almost laughed.

The man glared at him and then said, "Mr. Ye, we really have no malice. Moreover, don't Mr. Ye want to help Miss Lin Yuyao through this crisis?"

Ye Zichuan's eyebrows suddenly picked.

Seeing this, the man knew that he was looking for the right topic: "find a place to have a good chat?"

Ye Zichuan thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "let's have a chat."

"Brother Wang, I'll go out for a while. Watch the shop."

"Go on, go on, you're not disappearing once or twice anyway."

Brother Wang waved his hand.

Ye Zichuan looks embarrassed.

After the man left, they finally came to a cafe not far from the drugstore.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xu Zhengdong, the leader of the second team of the tenth Department of national security."

Guo'an, ye Zichuan has heard of this department.

But it's the first time he's heard about the tenth national security film.

"As for Mr. Ye, we have been paying attention to you for a long time."

"Oh?" Ye Zichuan picked his eyebrows.

"I'm not afraid to make you unhappy, because the changes before and after you are so obvious. You were born in the countryside, graduated from a junior college, and your resume before graduation is mediocre, but after graduation, earth shaking changes have taken place. How can we not pay attention to them?"

"Of course, these are not the most important. Two things happened recently, which really made us pay attention to you?"

"What two things?" Ye Zichuan's face did not change at all.

"The first thing is the disappearance of a flour mill in the suburbs. Such a big factory has been completely disappeared. There is only a square pit with a depth of 18 meters. This pit also connects us with another pit in the suburbs."

Ye Zichuan's fingers tap on the table and listen to Xu Zhengdong.

"In the monitoring of the residue of the flour mill, we cracked out some pictures, including Mr. Ye."