Trafford’s Trading Club

The deceased suspect had only recently confessed for a short period of time and had not yet been transferred to the Public Prosecutor's Office and was temporarily held in detention.

This is a serious matter that forced Mahoud and Zhou Yuxuan to drop the case and rush to it.

Inside the detention facility - at least in the cell where the deceased Cybercar driver was located, at a time when silence was terrible - the body of the deceased began to be inspected on the spot.

And, after that, everyone gave a seal - something that absolutely cannot be passed on to society.

In heavily guarded detention centres, the killing of suspects occurs and, once released, will be another fatal blow to the credibility of the system.

“Well, how was the exam?” MaSIR rushed back and forth outside the cell, looking inside from time to time.

At this point, only one inspector came out looking strange, seemingly thinking about something and hesitating.

“Tell me what you find.” Zhou Yuxuan waited a little impatiently, then asked.

The examiner frowned at the moment: “Now the only thing I can confirm is that it was a gunshot wound, a positive gunshot wound, that went straight through the forehead, but..."

“But what? ”

The inspector said incredibly: "We didn't find the warhead...”

Zhou Yuxuan and Ma SIR simultaneously, Zhou Yuxuan subconsciously said: “What do you mean? ”

“I just found a bullet hole in the forehead, which means the bullet must not have penetrated… but it disappeared into his brain," the examiner said slowly. I really can't find it. ”

“What's going on?” MacHood opened his mouth - since the bullet didn't penetrate, it naturally stayed inside - but the bullet that was supposed to stay inside disappeared?

“Could the killer have taken the bullet out again?” A policeman beside him spoke in disdain.

MacHood knocked on each other and said, "After you kill someone, are you still in the mood for a bullet operation? ”

“Well... maybe the killer has such a hobby? ”

The inspector shook his head at this point: "There are no more wounds other than those caused by bullet wounds, which can preclude the removal of the bullet. ”

“Could it be an ice bomb? Some special ice warheads, after they hit the human body, melted, so they disappeared?” The policeman continues to wonder - but suddenly he finds himself looking out for care all around.

“Well... what am I not saying?” The police officer asked frightened.

Mahoud sighed and waved, "Go to the surveillance room and see what they've done with the surveillance... I'm really not in the mood to be here to do cops and explanations with you. ”

After sending the strange cop away, Ma SIR had to pinch his eyebrows, “Zhou, what do you think? ”

Zhou Yuxuan thought for a moment: “Now, how did the bullet disappear? We can put it aside first. It is important to find out by what means the murderer was committed. Don't talk about skylights, there's not even a vent, the murderer can only be in front of the iron fence... and you can see, there's not just one prisoner here, the adjacent cells are also locked, but they say that they didn't see anyone passing by... do you think this is possible? ”

Mahoud nodded: “The people in the left and right cell, they don't know the dead, have no grudges, have no motive or reason to give false confessions at all... this is so evil, if the results of the surveillance investigation show that nothing has happened at all, should I go for a walk in the temple? ”

“Ma SIR, I'm afraid you really went to the temple...” I saw Lin Feng come back with a slight white face and a tablet in his hand, "Look at this... a camera caught this scene. ”

In the cell, the suspect was holding hands, lowering his head and walking back and forth, showing that his emotions were very low and uneasy at the time.

But all of a sudden, he collapsed —— without warning, without contact with anyone else -- and so weirdly fell, and then the blood gushed out of his forehead.

All of a sudden, a chill rose behind everyone's back...

……

……

These are two Volkswagen black cars with letters.

Where the car slowly stopped, it was a high-end residential area... two men in the back seat of the car. One looks extraordinary, the other looks smart and capable.

“Young Master Er, that Master Chen, lives in this place.” At this point, a smart and capable man knocked down the window and looked at the small villa in front of him, "I've made an appointment, shall we go in? ”

The magnificent man nodded and the clever man stepped out of the car at this time, walking to the door of the villa and ringing the doorbell… while waiting, he looked back at the magnificent man coming out of the car.

Looking at the clock coming out of the dust, he frowned invisibly - but he hid well and didn't let his current boss's clock dust out.

Young Master Zhong, I'm afraid it's not going to be abandoned.

Since I don't know when, Master Er has started to tease some strange things. For the past six months, I don't know how many Jianghu gods have been found, some pretending to be ghosts, some directly changing the magic barrier's eyes... Do you really think that Master Er can fix fairies?

So, anyway, the clock even spent a lot of money, privately founded a company —— nothing, all day long -- that knew what biowaves, human potential projects were being studied.

No, I heard there was a wonderful Master Chen on the river and lake, so I immediately asked him to look for me.

Though Cheng Yun doesn't know if the two young ladies are really stupid, or pretend to be stunned... Now Zhong family has heard that the young master is unique. After the first three ladies went to South America to come back, I don't know why they resigned from all their duties and lived in her own private villa. I heard that there have been very few people recently.

Cheng Yun has not been able to contact this third lady for a long time - he was able to earn additional income from her earlier by keeping her informed of the dust falling for less than two hours. But now the source of the extra income has also been cut off, and the young and old have become so big that they can't rely on it at this time - how many people are waiting to hug the third generation of the Zhong family's gold thighs?

Under the helplessness, Sung Yun can only try to keep this job next to the clock dust - at least, then the Second Young Master is stupid, really rich, and super rich!

At this point, a servant came to open the door.

Cheng Yun looked somewhat unhappy, insinuating that this so-called Master Chen, such a big shelf... Although Master Er is currently a bit defective, he is still the third generation of Master Zhong, who wants to meet, which one is not the one who runs to the front of the house?

“Are you Mr. Cheng Yun?” The servant asked without hesitation.

“Yes, where's Master Chan? We had an appointment!” Cheng Yun squinted his eyes.

The servant still said: “Master Chen is still napping, but he has told you to come in and wait. ”

It's okay to not say that, but it gets angry when it comes to clouds.

When he thought about labor in the capital, the famous dude in the capital was not polite to meet himself. After Yun came to this shithole in the south, he was actually blocked by a servant?

“How dare you keep us waiting?” Cheng Yun is furious: “If you don't know, offend our young master, whether you are Master Chen or Chen Daxian, you can't even finish walking in your pockets? ”

The maid shrugged: “My lord's rules are the same: any wealthy businessman, any official who comes here. You love to wait, not wait to go. We're not half as rich as you are here. ”

“Shit...” Cheng Yunton glared.

“In that case, let's go inside and wait.” Unexpectedly, the clock came slowly and said softly: "Thank you for leading the way, brother. ”

“That's about it... come on in.” The maid nodded and turned around and walked straight into the villa.

Cheng Yun said with a slight anger: “Second Major, this Master Chen isn't too afraid to see you, is he? He probably doesn't know who you really are! ”

"Someone with the ability, some temper, some weird rules, some arrogance, isn't that normal? If this master Chen Er is really a talented man, then why don't I wait a minute? ”

Cheng Yun felt it was really necessary for him to remind the Second Young Master that most of the world was shrines, so he gently turned around: “Second Young Master, it's been so many days and I haven't found anything to do with it. Look, this is all a cheating trick. I look at this Master Chen Er, maybe another cheater. ”

“Yes, or no, we'll see.” The clock dusted and walked straight into the villa.

After that, several bodyguards in black suit followed behind the clock and quickly walked in.

Cheng Yun shook his head and sighed... Young Master Er was really stupid, he was hopeless.

……

Speaking of this Master Chen Er, he also started a lot.

He is Master Huang's personal disciple. This Master Huang, around the neighborhood, has a lot of fame in more than a dozen surrounding cities, especially in the circle of wealthy merchants and some Mrs. Guangdong.

Divination looks at each other, feng shui sets the line, and becomes a good shelter from murder.

It's just that this Master Huang has not received guests for a long time, as if they had evaporated - but Master Huang disappeared, but Master Huang's disciples are still there, and this Master Chen has learned a lot from Master Huang.

Although the fame in the circle is not as great as Master Huang's, the fame gradually opens up - besides, if you can't find Master Huang, it's better to find Master Huang's disciple than nothing, right?

Upstairs in the villa, Chen Er lifted the corner of the curtain, in fact, he had clearly seen what was going on in front of the door.

When someone entered the villa, Chen Er didn't rush downstairs either, but slowly opened a bottle of wine and tasted it.

Chen Er is actually very satisfied with his current life. His master, Master Huang, suddenly broke his kung fu half a year ago, and his eyes were almost really blind. He went to Wudang himself, and so far he has no news.

Master Huang doesn't have many relatives, but Chen Er estimated that the old ghost must have left a lot of breeding breeds outside, but didn't tell anyone.

The old man was walking clean, and about four or five months ago he even called back and said he was going to donate charity for everything he said.

Chen Er has been with this old guy for years. He is a big fan. I'm afraid that other people's sons have done better than him, but he can't get the old guy's fax. At best, he just learned some fur.

If divination looks at the photograph and touches the bone, it is naturally not that skilled. But if you say that the usual peach blossom array, you can also do it to avoid murder and so on. Besides, you have always learned to ignore the old guy over the years.

Since the old man abandoned himself like this, Chen Er felt that he did not need to continue to think about this teacher's apprenticeship.

“Old man, old man, you think I can't do it without you?” Chen Er chuckled: “Your villa is mine now, now everyone calls me Master Chen, who remembers you Huang Hanxian? I'm not counting on you. ”

Chen Er slowly finished this glass of wine and then began to get dressed. It took him almost an hour to get downstairs.

Chen Er slowly walked down the stairs and saw a magnificent young man in the living room as he was closing his eyes on the sofa.

Behind him stood three strong black suits.

There is also a clever and capable guy, sitting impatiently on his face, from time to time looking at the audacious young man... Chen Er frowned, I don't know why, all of a sudden I felt uncomfortable.

However, for the past six months, he has practiced a remarkable amount of courage with the wealthy businessmen he has been dealing with directly, as well as with a number of officials of considerable size.

Chen Er came and slowly walked in front of the crowd... the young man who kept an eye on God still hadn't opened his eyes.

Chen Er slightly frowned and then said softly: “That's Mr. Cheng. ”

Cheng Yun looked up and down at Chen Er and frowned: “Are you Master Chen? So young?”

"Chen Erqiao smiled softly.“ Learn nothing from the sea. The master comes first. Who told you that when you're young, you can't be a master? ”

At this moment, the clock held his forehead, rubbing his forehead slowly, and he didn't open his eyes. “Master Chen, I have an appointment today. You've got plenty of time. I have personally come and proved my sincerity... now it is your turn. ”

“Are you Mr. Cheng Yun?” Er Chen closed his eyes.

The clock fell and waved his hand. "Try him, stay if you can. ”

Only to see the three strong men behind him slowly walked out, smiling.

Chen Eryi... It's not easy!