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"No, no, no!" "You think too much." Fatty Lei quickly waved his hand and giggled.

"Damn fatty, I'll connect the line with Mo Zhanhui. With this line, there will be many opportunities to make a fortune in the future. Don't you want to earn more money?"

"Pah!" Fatty Lei's expression was heavy as he slapped me on the wrist, "Good brother, I knew you wouldn't forget me. Let's go! Go to Old Duan's house, I've already thought of a way. "

F * ck you!

In order to investigate the case, Fat Lei didn't feel sorry for me at all, he took out a million yuan from my account. As the "pension" for Old Duan's family, it's even more righteous to speak of it.

I braced myself and rang the doorbell of Duan Hong Qi's house. Old Duan's wife and son were both in mourning, their faces sullen. After entering the house, mother and son's tears flowed uncontrollably.

The house was entirely white, with old photographs on the table. There were a few fruits and snacks that he loved to eat while he was alive.

The dead are big, we lit incense for the old paragraph. After some simple words of courtesy and condolences, Fatty Lei took out a cheque for one million yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

His wife looked at the number on the cheque and felt both happy and sad. She quickly returned it, "Big brother, the bureau chief has already come to my house. He has already given us quite a bit of money. It's enough for us to live for the rest of our lives."

Speaking of which, although Old Duan's performance in the Bureau was diligent, dedicated and conservative, it was never a mistake. Our occupation is a high-risk job, and once an accident happens, the household expenses and funeral expenses are excessively high.

However, he had to put it another way. A million was not a small number. Old Duan's lover was also an ordinary person. How could he possibly have enmity with money?

Even though she said no, her pitiful expression and the situation of an orphan's family were vividly reflected.

Fatty Lei forcefully put the cheque into the hands of Old Duan's wife and waved his hands, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't mind it. When this happens, both of us are working outside the country, and we haven't seen him for the last time. We don't represent the Bureau, but we've just earned a bit of money and a bit of goodwill. Sister-in-law must accept it."

The two of them turned the cheque twice before accepting it.

Fatty Lei took a sip of tea and said, "Sister-in-law, please don't be sad. Old Duan usually takes care of us in the department, and his death has not been investigated until now. As brothers, we must return the favor."

The wife wiped her tears as she listened to Fatty Lei's bold words, nodding her head vigorously.

Seeing that Fat Lei hadn't gotten to the point yet, I looked around the room. Taking out two white gloves and a camera from my bag, I said seriously, "Old Duan was murdered. We want to see his room and his personal items like a computer."

Seeing what I took out, the wife simply looked at it and nodded. "You can look around!" I went to the children's room and watched him do his homework. "

After my wife entered the child's bedroom and closed the door, I looked at Fatty Lei and put the white gloves and other tools back into my bag.

After entering Old Duan's room, I looked around and found that the computer was extremely clean. There were traces of normal Internet access. I sat on the bed and stared blankly.

Fatty Lei had an embarrassed look on his face, "Bro, don't be in such a rush, as long as you look for it, there will definitely be evidence."

Old Duan was usually extremely cautious, not to mention such an important matter, he definitely wouldn't leave any obvious evidence. I waved my hand, "Stop looking for it. I'll go back and ask Ding Lan Xin. There might be a chance for some change."

Fatty Lei's head drooped down. Just as he was about to walk out, he glanced over and his body inexplicably tensed up. He pulled on my sleeve and raised his chin. "Look at the wedding photo between Old Duan and sister-in-law."

I opened my eyes and saw that there was nothing special about it. The wedding picture from seven or eight years ago was not very big, and the scene behind it was fake. Apart from the two of them smiling brilliantly, I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Fatty Lei's breathing quickened. With excitement on his face, he took the photo frame off the wall, turned it over, and placed it on the floor. Then, he started to open it.

I stopped him. "It's not right for you to do this! I just had a dead husband. "

"Shh!" What do you know? There's something in this frame. "

"How do you know?"

Fatty Lei opened the photo frame on the back. There was indeed an envelope that was waving in front of my eyes as if it was showing off. After putting the photo frame away, he lifted it up and hung it on the wall.

I went up close to the frame, but there was nothing! He couldn't even see the shadow or the scratch. He turned around and asked, "How did you see through it?"

Fatty Lei pointed to the bottom left corner of the photo frame. There were two inconspicuous fingerprints on the wall. Although it was not very obvious on the wall, with just a little bit of thinking, one could tell that someone had flipped the photo frame recently.

Fatty Lei smiled mischievously at me. His hands weren't idle either as he opened the envelope and with just a few glances, his eyebrows trembled, "F * ck, f * ck, this b * stard, we let him off so easily." He abruptly grabbed the letter and spat at the old man in the photo.

"What's wrong?"

Fatty Lei took a deep breath, "Scum, scum that eats the enemy inside out!"

"Damn fatty, what did you see?"

Fatty Lei put the folded letter back into the envelope and put it in his pocket, "Ding Lan Xin might be saved. Let's go!" We're going to study in the car and say goodbye to that woman. "

Fatty Lei opened the bedroom door with a lot of emotion. Without any manners, he shouted towards the child's bedroom, "Let's go."

When he went downstairs, Fatty Lei ruthlessly muttered to himself, "F * ck, giving them the one million to settle their family's property is such a bargain."

"It's Old Duan's fault for not being able to take care of his family. So be it. What's there to feel sorry for?"

Fatty Lei got into the car and threw the envelope to me, "Take a good look at this!" "This dog with the face of a beast with a human's heart."

I opened the envelope and read it carefully. Every word of the letter struck fear into my heart, and I felt a surge of fear. 'I have already confirmed that the afternoon sun is not dead, and I will kill Ding, Huang and Tang with Y and change dynasties,' I said. The signature was a man named Zhenshan, and there were four small words at the bottom. After he read it, it would be set ablaze!

Fatty Lei was breathing heavily while driving, "Do you understand what I meant?"

Ding Lan Xin, Huang Quan, and Tang Lei, kill the three of us and the operation team will collapse.

I only knew that Seventh Uncle was one of Chief Meng's trusted aides, so I couldn't help but be surprised by this person with the code name Y. "Y is the CEO?"

Fat Lei frowned and nodded, "There's more!" Do you know who that person is? "

This letter was for Old Duan, it was obvious that there was another mastermind behind it. There didn't seem to be anyone called Zhenshan in the Bureau. Could it be that Old Duan had colluded with outsiders?

I shook my head doubtfully as Fatty Lei gradually slowed down his car. "Ma Kui's name was once used to be used, it's just like Ma Zhenshan."

Kui, Ma Kui, Chairman Ma, I exclaimed, "Impossible! He's only in the Bureau. He has no real power, and he's not even fighting for fame or profit when he's an old man. "

Fatty Lei glanced at me, "In Vanity Fair, the age of 60 is golden. How many leaders of our country retired at the age of 60? Would he be willing to lower his position to the Bureau of Investigation? "

Fatty Lei grabbed the letter and put it in his pocket, "Things are not that simple. This letter says that once read, it will burn, and the old paragraph is not burning. Clearly, it is leaving a way for them to escape, which proves that even if Old Duan dies, their plan is still going on."

I held onto Fatty Lei's hand and exerted a bit too much strength. The steering wheel made a big turn and almost crashed into the car. "Are you saying that Seventh Uncle and Chief Meng are in danger right now?"

Fatty Lei shook his head firmly, "The more critical time comes, the harder your head will be. For now, Director Meng and Seventh Uncle won't be able to burn this fire, and the person Chief Meng trusts the most is Seventh Uncle, while Seventh Uncle's chips are our operation team. If Y is the boss, then Ding Lan Xin will be the first one to start the fight."

After hearing what he had to say, I felt a burst of fear and pulled at my throat. "Grandson, you should have considered it long ago. Why are you still talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and leave."

The car flew back to the Bureau, and we ran straight to the holding cell and kicked the door open. The cell was empty, the lock intact! After exiting the room, he took out his gun and placed it on the guard's chin. "Ding Lan Xin!"

The guard was an acquaintance of mine, an insider named Little Wang. I held the gun to his chin, my legs trembling in fear as I pointed to the corridor, "More than ten minutes ago, the boss took the director's transfer order and took him away."

Fatty Lei took off my gun and moved closer to me. "They might be going to the execution grounds. I'll keep this letter. I'll go find Seventh Uncle and Chief Meng. No matter what, you have to stall for time." With that, Fatty Lei patted me on the shoulder and threw the car keys to me.