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Lin Zi Chen looked out the window of the interrogation room. There was a man about fifty years old walking in with two bodyguards behind him. Several policemen were blocking his way, but they were obviously of no use.

The man was fat, about the same size as Sheriff Vicka, but no taller than 1.7 meters. As he walked, the fat on his body trembled.

He looked like a few Indians, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick lips, dark skin, and a back head.

Hearing the noise coming from outside, Sheriff Vick wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Looks like we've run into some trouble."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room. Lin Zichen remained calm and composed as he watched Chief Vicky walk out. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

Chief Vicky walked out of the interrogation room and greeted the man, "I'm sorry, Mr. Guo. I'm sorry about what happened today."

This Mr. Guo was the owner of Red Sun Vineyard, Guo Ming Yi, and Guo Qiang's father. He was also a businessman who came to Australia from China, but he arrived a lot earlier than Chen Qihua and Lan Zhaoxuan.

As his business was very good, and he had some connections with the local underground powers, many people in the police station knew about him. People with money and power were always the most difficult to deal with in the eyes of the local government.

"Regret? Old Vika, my son died under your jurisdiction. What's your Brent police station doing? " Guo Mingyi asked.

Chief Vicka shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, but Brent Town is like this. It's at least half an hour drive from the police station to the scene of the crime."

"Hmph, you're actually telling me that it's difficult to become a guest? That's your police business, I'm an Australian taxpayer, all I want is services, "said Guo, looking around," Where is the murderer? I want them all to pay with their lives! "

"Sorry Mr. Guo, there is no death penalty under Australian law, but the court will definitely give you a fair sentence. If the suspect is guilty, he will definitely be punished by imprisonment."

Guo Mingyi swept a glance at him, obviously not interested in these perfunctory words. In the Chinese circle, he was famous for pampering his son. Now that his son was killed, he was furious to the extreme.

Very soon, Guo Mingyi's gaze stopped at the interrogation room, "You were there just now right? "Hmph, the murderer must be there!"

After saying that, Guo Mingyi rushed towards the interrogation room. Chief Officer Vicka took his arm and said, "Mr. Guo, you can't go in. I hope you won't interfere with our case."

"Am I interfering with the case? Old Vika, my son died in your jurisdiction. Now you're not going to lock up the bad guys. "You are delaying the case, I will complain about it!" Guo Mingyi shouted angrily. The pain of losing his son had already caused him to lose his rationality, to the point where he even ignored the fact that he was still in the police station.

"Dear Mr. Guo, it is your prerogative to complain to our police department, but you should know that it was your son who entered Plones Manor with a gun. All the evidence has been sent for examination, including the identification of fingerprints and DNA. Chief Vicky said.

Hearing this, Guo Mingyi froze for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something and frowned slightly, letting out a cold snort.

"Plones? That was … "The Lan family's wine industry. Hmph, I knew that you had contacted Joseph's Vineyard. I didn't expect you to betray the cooperation and kill my son …"

Guo Mingyi immediately understood. Although Guo Qiang was a popinjay, he also took over some business in the family business. It was definitely because the Lan family wanted to find the Lan family for revenge.

With that in mind, he pushed open the door to the interrogation room. Sheriff Vika didn't have time to react, and could only follow after him.

Looking at Lin Zicheng, who was leaning on a chair with squinted eyes and a satisfied expression, Guo Mingyi was stunned. It seemed like he had never seen this young man before. Could it be that he was a scapegoat?

This was a common occurrence in large families. For example, one would commit a crime and find someone to talk back to, thus relieving the family members of responsibility. Of course, it would also greatly compensate the family members of the culprit.

"Brat, you … "The Plones?" Guo Mingyi continued speaking in English. After all, this Asian youth in front of him was from Huaxia.

Lin Zi Chen slightly opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. He had already sensed the conversation outside long ago, so of course he knew Guo Mingyi's identity.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Lin Zi Chen said lightly in Chinese.

Looking at Lin Zichen's arrogant expression, Guo Mingyi's anger could not help but rise, and he also shouted in Chinese, "Where's Lan Zongxuan? Where did he hide? Let a little bastard like you take the blame! "

"Guilt? Why would they take the blame? "

"Nonsense, the Lan family killed my son Guo Qiang. Do you think I'd believe it if I let you take the blame now?" Guo Qiang said.

Lin Zichen shrugged, "So that's how it is. Mr. Guo, you're wrong, you made contact with the local underground powers. After entering Plones Manor, the two groups of people shot each other, and died together."

"Brat, are you crazy? Those people were brought over by my son, how could they possibly kill him? "Hmph, but I will never let this go. Even if you are sentenced to jail, I will definitely destroy the Lan family. Otherwise, I will have wasted my life here in Australia!" The more Guo Mingyi spoke, the angrier he got, to the point that he was panting heavily as he glared at Lin Zichen.

Lin Zi Chen shook his head and ignored Guo Mingyi. In truth, a person like Guo Mingyi was not worthy of him wasting his breath, so he simply continued to meditate.

At this moment, a policeman came in and said, "Chief, the results of the investigation are out. Eight people charged into the Plones to commit the murder, and eight pistols were found at the scene. The fingerprints were taken and the DNA was compared, but there are no traces of these people in Plones Manor. That is to say, they have not touched these eight guns."

"What?" Hmph, what kind of joke is this? Are all your appraisal departments just trash? You mean my son committed suicide? " Guo Mingyi was infuriated. It was obvious that the police's conclusion could not convince him.

Old Vika thought for a while and asked, "Dick, are there any other guns involved?"

The policeman called Dick shook his head and said, "No, we did not find any extra guns at the scene. The bullets in the body of the deceased came from two Colt pistols and a desert." Eagle, the fingerprints and DNA on these three guns came from the dead Guo Qiang, and from Tom Doe. Horton and Ward? But strangely enough, one of them had a hole in his forehead, and we didn't find a bullet. "

Hearing this, the old man nodded, turned around and looked at Guo Mingyi, "Mr. Guo, I hope you understand that the bullets in the bodies of the eight dead men were all from their own handguns. This means that there must have been a shooting incident among them, and the people from the Plones Manor did not join the battle."

Guo Mingyi was shocked. The truth was right in front of him, but he couldn't believe that Guo Qiang was killed by someone he brought along. This was too ridiculous.

"No, then why is there no bullet in a person's body?" He still didn't seem to believe the police's judgement.

"Sir, I can only say that I'm sorry, but there have been cases in the past. Due to the great force of the pistol, the bullet penetrated the human body, and the bullet was very small, or even difficult to find. However, we cannot deny that it was a bullet hole." Old Vika explained.

Lin Zichen couldn't be bothered to continue listening to their argument. He stood up and asked, "Chief Vicka, can we leave now?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, but I don't think so. We have only made a preliminary judgement and have not confirmed that this has nothing to do with you, so …" I'm afraid you'll have to stay in the police station. "

Hearing this, Guo Mingyi was stunned: "You? Humph, is Lan Zongxuan here too? "Where is he? I want to see him immediately and have him give me an explanation!"

Lin Zicheng ignored Guo Mingyi's words. He turned to the old man and said, "Chief Vicka, can I have a word with you in private?"

Old Vika thought for a moment. "Okay, Mr. Lin, come with me."

Guo Mingyi was so angry that both of them walked out of the interrogation room right in front of him, completely disregarding his existence. The bodyguard beside him said, "Boss, I think we should head back first. After all, this is the police station, we can't do anything about it."

Guo Mingyi nodded, "Alright, but this matter will never be forgiven. I don't care if my son was shot to death by the Lan Family, but in any case, this debt will go to his, Lan Zongxuan!"

"Yes, boss." The yellow-haired man called Lauren nodded, stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped out of police station range.

In the police station's office, Lin Zicheng sat in front of the desk and said, "Officer Vika, I will take the flight back to Huaxia tomorrow. I do not wish to delay my flight, so I must leave."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. I think you must have something very urgent going on, but now that there is a murder case here, I hope you can cooperate with the police."

Lin Zichen smiled, stood up, and leaned forward over the old man's desk. "Chief Vicka, I don't think we need to settle this issue through diplomacy, do you?"

Hearing this, old Vicka was stunned: "Hehe, young man, do you think that Hua Xia will take the diplomatic route for you?"

As old Vika was speaking, Lin Zichen had already taken out a pass and placed it on the table. Smiling, he asked, "What do you think?"

Looking at the identification card on the table, Old Vika was stunned for a moment. Although he did not recognize Huaxia, but it was obvious that the Lin Zichen on the identification card was wearing a military uniform!

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