The Hurt Locker: The President's Happy Enemy

Ji Anhe asked Chang Yue to find a lot of information about split personality, he must study this matter carefully, and looking at Qi Mingyi, he should already know that he has split personality, the most important thing now The only thing is to make Lin Zhou willing to speak out.

Lin Zhou should know about this kind of thing.

Ji Anhe walked out of the office, these things must be clarified as soon as possible, and then dealt with, otherwise, he will not be able to rest assured no matter what.

Ji Anhe went to the villa in the West District again, "How is she?"

"I brought breakfast in just now, and I'm already asleep." Chang Yue told Ji Anhe this. After all, Ji Anhe came over last night, and then something happened. After all the trouble, he really should take a rest up.

People like Qi Mingyi who have put life and death aside for a long time are of course not afraid of anything now, so they are naturally familiar with everyone.

Ji Anhe didn't go in, but went directly to Linzhou's room. Linzhou heard all the movements in Qi Mingyi's room last night. He was worried at first, but he didn't see the doctor passing by. Nothing, knowing that they can't find anything.

"When did the matter of Qi Mingyi appear?" Ji Anhe's way of speaking gave people the impression that he had already figured out everything, but now he came to confirm with Linzhou.

"What is it, Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you're talking about." Linzhou looked at Ji Anhe, pretending to know nothing.

"Qi Mingyi's symptoms are split personality. I'm right, right?" Ji Anhe stared carefully at Lin Zhou's eyes.

"It's such a time now, I don't know why you still insist on it, is it good for you, or something, the more you don't say anything, the more you seem to be hurting Qi Ming Yi." Ji Anhe sat down opposite Lin Zhou.

Father Ji was right in what he said last night. The more people like them hold a knife on his neck, the more bloody he will be, and he will not say anything. But on the contrary, if you are willing to do it If you talk to them, maybe everything will turn around.

"Heh, are you telling me some big truths now? You can't do it too hard, and you're going to use your emotions to make sense? Ji Anhe, you'd better save yourself, I don't know anything, even if I really do know I won't tell you anything." Linzhou sneered.

"I have to say, sometimes, I admire your sincerity. Qi Ming also wants to avenge his family's hatred, but what are you doing for it, money? Or rights? It doesn't seem to be the case." Ji Anhe avoided the topic. , Sometimes, talking to them is still very happy in my heart.

Linzhou didn't say a word. Everyone thought that he was the person Qi Mingyi valued and trusted the most, but they never knew that the only person Qi Mingyi trusted was himself. Although he had been by his side for a long time But Qi Mingyi's secret is completely unknown, and Qi Mingyi has never taken the initiative to mention it to himself.

"Last night, when I was chatting with him, he suddenly started to have a headache. Seeing him in such pain, I thought he was suffering from some strange disease. He suddenly fell ill, so I hurriedly called the doctor to help him take a look. What's going on, but the weirder thing is that after the doctor came, he conducted a full body examination on her, but found that he was very healthy and had no problems on his body, but when I was talking to him, I found that he looked like It's like a different person." Ji Anhe said slowly while sitting on the sofa.

Regardless of whether Lin Zhou was listening to him or not, Ji Anhe looked at Lin Zhou after finishing speaking, "I've already investigated, and the split personality is positive, right? When did you find out?"

Lin Zhou sighed, "It was after he had plastic surgery and turned himself into Qi Mingyi that I began to find that sometimes his personality became very strange. At first I thought it was because I didn't know him well enough, thinking that his personality That's it, but then he started having headaches, and when he woke up again, he couldn't remember what happened before."

Ji Anhe raised the corner of his mouth, he finally succeeded, as long as Lin Zhou himself is willing to speak up and cooperate with them, it will be fine, it seems that he is not far from the truth.

"What was the situation at Pier No. [-] like that day?" Ji Anhe asked, he had to figure it out from the very beginning, and the very first thing was that at Pier No. [-], Xu Qingyun called himself, Make an appointment to meet yourself.

"I received an order in the afternoon. He asked me to prepare the yacht, park it on the plywood under the pier, and prepare the gun, and then asked me to go to a nearby island and wait, but I didn't know his plan. What, when it was dark, I saw him get a gunshot wound. After going to the island, she asked a brother to change clothes with him, and then she killed the brother and scratched his face, so we took the Helicopter to the United States." Lin Zhou said.

Sure enough, it was similar to Ji Anhe's original guess. Xu Qingyun's plan to replace the civet cat with the crown prince originally thought that what he had done was seamless. But Ji Anhe still found a detail, the tattoo on Xu Qingyun's hand.

"However, you thought you did a good job, but you still overlooked a small detail." Ji Anhe said.

"What?" Linzhou raised his head and looked at Ji Anhe. At that time, he didn't even think that Xu Qingyun's plan was like this. It turned out that Xu Qingyun had already thought about it before. At that time, he always felt that Xu Qingyun was just Like a prophet, it seems that everything can be predicted in advance.

Ji Anhe's eyes moved down, and he saw that there was no white lotus tattoo on Linzhou's left hand, and then he raised his left hand, "Xu Qingyun's leader of Bailian, when I met her before, I saw his tattoo. There are two tattoos of white lotus flowers on his hands, but the corpse that appeared on the deserted island, no matter from the appearance or the gunshot wounds, made people think it was Xu Qingyun, but there were no tattoos on his hands."

Linzhou suddenly realized that this was the case. They all knew that as long as this kind of tattoo was tattooed, it would last a lifetime, and even if it was washed off, there would still be traces.

That corpse, that man, was Lin Zhou's. Of course, although one of his subordinates looked similar to Xu Qingyun's figure, they all ignored this detail.