Chapter 1702

Beck swept all the people in the room. There were many people who embezzled and accepted bribes. If the organs taking organs were still moving, they should be arrested in the first wave.

However, these people are also black, liver is also black, all day long dinners and drinks, look at those beer belly, it is estimated that people will not look up to them.

He sneered at the people present in his heart, and then began to speak: "to be sure, this is an organization with premeditated behavior. For such a large organization, it needs to hide people's eyes and put medical equipment, then religious organizations are the most suitable."

He glanced around and continued, "religious groups can provide favorable conditions for the flow of funds, and they are a good shelter. However, after investigating the religious organizations registered in several nearby cities, we found nothing unusual for the time being. "

"So you've got nothing in these days?" Zhang, mayor of Dongjiang City, frowned. As a new mayor, he was under great pressure.

Beck nodded. "You can say that, but it's not that there is no progress at all." He pasted all the pictures of the dead on the whiteboard.

"Our colleagues visited major hospitals and found that one to two months ago, these people had visited the hospital and left their personal information."

He reached out from the first photo and said, "this man is going to see the endocrine." "This man, neurofacial paralysis." "This man, his eyes are inflamed."

"Even if we know that the contact point between them is that they have medical records in the same hospital, we still can't identify the suspect, can we?" Director Zhang said that he didn't want to hear so much. He just wanted the murderer.

Beck looked at him with an imperceptible sneer in his eyes. The man was much worse and impatient than his father. He replied bluntly, "yes."

When the meeting broke up unhappily, the mayor walked out of the door with anger and worry. In the conference room, Beck pulled out a cigarette, and before it was lit, the phone rang.

"Uncle Baker."

The young voice rings, the child's voice sounds only seven or eight years old.

"Xiaoming dear, why is there no class at this time?" He looked at his watch, eleven o'clock, the primary school holiday?

Sure enough, the childish voice said with a smile: "it's school already. My mother is cooking. I'm secretly calling my uncle."

A smile appeared on his face. "Uncle is very happy."

"Uncle, you promised me last time that you would come to see me on my birthday. Today is my birthday." Xiao Ming's words are full of happiness.

Beck thought for a moment, but he didn't remember that he had promised it. It's really a child's business. You can't promise it casually.

"Beck, uncle, have you forgotten."

"Uncle Baker hasn't forgotten. Don't worry. I'll be there tonight."

On the other end of the phone came the children's cheering cry. After hanging up the phone, he sighed to find time to buy presents.

"Xiaotian," he called the female colleague who came in to clean up, "what do you usually give to the children?"

"Children, send books and toys, and if it's girls, Barbie dolls and so on." The young policewoman joked with her boss, who was not so haughty. "Chief, are you illegitimate?"

"What nonsense!" Beck laughed and scolded. He saw that the time was almost up. After he had explained all the things, he walked out of the Bureau.

Bookstore, he stood in front of the pile of teaching aids, God, primary school homework has been so difficult? Forget it, just buy one for each subject. It's enough for him to read it for a long time.

With more than a dozen textbooks in his arms, Beck went to the cashier's desk. There are still a large number of people today. The team photographed the back, and it is estimated that they will not be able to pay for it for a while and a half.

"Hello." Someone patted him on the shoulder behind him. He turned his head. The other side was a handsome young man with two law books in his hand.

"Something?"

"Well, I suddenly feel a little sick in my stomach. Can you help me with my book? I'll be back soon." The boy is a little embarrassed, but look at his back, it seems that it is really painful.

Beck reached for the two books in his hand. "Come on, it's OK. I'm here."

Looking at the man running to the front door, he quickly disappears into view. However, Beck feels that he has neglected any details. There is nothing wrong. What is it?

Five minutes later, the boy came back and took the book from him with gratitude. "Thank you so much."

"I remember a public toilet in the back?" Becker asked casually.

The boy nodded, but pointed out, "there is a toilet here at a glance. Why go around the back?"

This is it! Beck immediately handed the book to the boy, took out two pieces of RMB from his wallet and put them to him, "excuse me, please help me buy these books. I'll come when I go. "

He ran out of the store and ran towards the toilet. Then he stood in front of the public toilet and looked at the bookstore. From this place, you can see the people standing in line. That is to say, Yan Mingyao could see this side completely on that day. But why did he purposely run to the more shabby back toilet.There may be a reason that he went to the back on purpose. He was lying!

At more than 6 p.m., two police cars were parked in front of a residential building, drinking desperately to let people let go of their son.

"What are you doing! Let him go She yelled, but two policemen drove her from left to right, making her unable to move.

"Mom." Yan Mingyao was pressed into the car. He turned to the wine and called, "Mom, I'm ok. Don't worry. I'll be back soon."

"I hope you'll be back soon." Beck dropped his cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and closed the door.

The police car left and the wine chased far away. What's going on? Why did a policeman rush to take her son away.

She collapsed on the ground, cried for a while, but suddenly got up and ran to the house.

The mobile phone fell on the floor of the living room when she was pushing and shoving. She picked it up in a hurry and made a phone call from her kneeling posture. "Hello, I'm wine and wine. Yes, I need to find a culvert," she said incoherently. "It doesn't matter if she's not there. Is the old lady there? As long as it's the Ye family. "

An hour later, the housekeeper went to take the wine to the Ye's house. Fu Fengyi was very distressed when she looked at the wine and wine lost her soul. She had already regarded her as her own child, otherwise she would not have recognized her as a dry daughter.

"Mom, help Mingyao, he didn't know anything, and he was suddenly taken away." After her divorce from Yan Qingyan, Yan Mingyao is all she has.

Fu Fengyi was furious, "Mingyao and nianmo are my grandsons. If he is innocent, I will not let people bully him like this."

She made the color to the housekeeper. The housekeeper understood and slowly walked out of the room. Ten minutes later, he walked into the room again. "There is a hint that Mr. Yan is related to a recent case."

"Nonsense! He recuperates at home every day. What kind of case can he have to do with it? " The wine made me want to cry again.

"Selling human organs."

Police station

"Mr. Yan, meet again, although I don't want to meet in this way." Beck adjusted the position of the lamp and swept it to the man sitting opposite him.

"What do you mean?" Yan Mingyao has a cold face.

Beck sat down. "That day, you said you went to the back door of the bookstore after you bought the book in the bookstore, where you were attacked."

Yan Mingyao looked at him cautiously and nodded.

Beck drew out his cigarette, lit it and said, "but there is a public toilet a hundred steps away from you. Why do you want to keep close to the distance?"

The other side responded quickly, "I think, which side I'd like to go to the toilet is my business," he said sarcastically. "Why, if the police can't catch anyone, just think of me as a rascal."

Beck took a deep puff and puffed out all his cigarettes. "You're lying. I hope you don't beat around the bush."

"I'm not lying. I need to get in touch with a lawyer." Yan Mingyao looked at him calmly.

Outside the interrogation room, Xiao Wu was worried, "head, is this man involved in the case?"

Beck put the butt in the ashtray next to him, "close it for another hour and a half."

After that, Xiao Wu was still calling him. He went upstairs and came to the balcony on the second floor.

Why? Why does Yan Mingyao lie? Is he protecting someone? Ao Xue?

The name of this woman suddenly popped out of his mind. Yan Mingyao's going to prison for her made many people moved. It seemed that he could do a lot of things for that woman.

And only the woman can be connected. He remembered that the girl named Aoxue escaped safely under the protection of power, and he also retired. When he received the notice from the Bureau, he was excited and could serve the people again, which was something he did not dare to think about.

"Xiao Wu." He took out his mobile phone, "check a name Aoxue, Dongjiang City People's situation."

He hung up the phone, took a deep breath, exhaled a still smoky breath, heard the footsteps behind him in a hurry, he turned around.

"Director." Xiaotian called him.

"Also called the director, we are really used to shouting?" Beck shook his head.

"You will always be our director." Xiaotian cried with emotion.

Her cell phone suddenly rang, "well, OK, he's next to me."

"Director, here comes Yan Mingyao's lawyer."

As soon as he saw Yan Mingyao's lawyer, Beck knew that the Ye family had made a move. This lawyer was specially hired by the Ye family, and there was an invincible myth in the industry. Later, he only worked for the Ye family and did not know how much money the Ye family had paid.

Beck didn't say anything. Let's go.

"Mr. Baker," the lawyer came to see him before he left. "Mrs. ye said hello to you."

"Thank you. Please say hello to her, too." Beck nodded.

Xiao Wu is very dissatisfied with this matter, "what!"

Beck looked at the door deeply. Yan Mingyao got into the car and the car roared away.

In the era of Ye Zimo, Ye was already an unshakable force in Dongjiang city. In the era of Ye nianmo, he was not as keen on expanding his territory as his father, and his means were no longer so Iron-blooded.He suddenly thought of the child in Ding Yiyi's stomach. The road after the child was easy to walk, but difficult to walk.

at the door of Ding Yiyi, there are servants passing by in a hurry. Most of the Ye's are quiet. So if you listen to the footstep of the servants, you can roughly guess whether there is a big event in the Ye family.