The Heart of the God of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 225 Good Morning, Funder 29
Yan Wenyao: "Have you ever suspected that Song Minhua directed and acted all of this?"

Song Ming nodded: "We have thought about this possibility.

However, the monitoring did not capture Song Minhua's similar behavior.

And the most curious thing is when did the cyanide in her nasal cavity be inhaled,

Colleagues from the laboratory department have taken the clothes she was wearing and the white particles on the hospital bed for testing.

Results should be available soon. "

The latter two did not continue talking.

The sky is also unconsciously gradually brightening up,

Yan Wenyao's beautiful face is expressionless, her eyes are as deep as the sea, filled with complicated emotions, her eyes keep falling on the scenery outside the window,
I don't know what I'm thinking,
Until Song Ming sounded a reminder from the side,
"We're at the hospital."

Because of Song Minhua's death, the ward she was in has been sealed off.
There is also no possibility of the scene being destroyed.
Yan Wenyao re-checked all the monitoring screens, and carefully surveyed the scene again.
Song Ming has been by his side, on the one hand, to introduce the basic situation, and on the other hand, to monitor and prevent him from destroying the scene.

However, Yan Wenyao's proficiency in movements was praised repeatedly even by him who had experienced many battles.

This technique is not even lost to professionals.

"Mr. Yan is really eye-opening."

Yan Wenyao moved out from under the hospital bed a little bit, and smiled at Song Ming: "I was interested in this matter before, so I learned a little bit.
But because he didn't study well, he was arrested and returned to inherit the family business. "

"Hahaha..., I also want to have troubles like yours."

Yan Wenyao just smiled and said nothing, his hands were stained because he turned under the hospital bed,
His eyes glanced back and forth around the ward,
Finally, it landed on the pack of papers on the bedside table,
The hand he just stretched out was withdrawn in an instant, and the bright red lips opened and closed: "Have you checked it?"

Hearing this, Song Ming was not as relaxed as before,
The expression on his face froze,
"It was our mistake."

Then I made a phone call and ordered someone to come and take a sample.

Wait until he finishes calling,
Yan Wenyao walked into the toilet of this ward after saying that.

The cold water washed over the back of his hand, and his thoughts became much clearer,

Things that used to be chaotic are now gradually becoming more organized.

After wiping his hands, he habitually checked the contents inside,
Make sure there is nothing left behind, just push the door and go out.

Song Ming outside also ended the call, he looked up at the tall man walking in front of him,
"Shall we go to that private restaurant?"

Yan Wenyao nodded.

"There should be what we are looking for."

Because Song Minhua was considered a popular star before, even though he was down and out,

But there are still a certain number of fans who have been following, and because the hospital cannot be completely closed,
Many people have now entered the hospital in the name of righteousness.

So as soon as Yan Wenyao and the others opened the door, they were stared at by more than a dozen pairs of eyes.

Fortunately, Song Ming showed his police ID and explained Yan Wenyao's status as a lawyer, so they looked away.

But there is still a girl about 20 years old,

He kept his eyes on Yan Wenyao until they were about to leave,

Only then did the girl speak:
"Officer Li, is this lawyer here to collect evidence and send that green tea whore, Jin, who only sells her looks, to prison?"

Yan Wenyao withdrew his right leg that was moving forward, turned around,

He raised his long and narrow peach blossom eyes and glanced coldly at this person.

His face was dark and gloomy, and the aura around him had already begun to decrease.
The girl didn't notice it at all, and found herself talking to herself:
"I don't think this woman is a good person at first sight. I don't know what dirty tricks she used to get hold of the financial sponsor and snatch the cute role away.

We just said a few words of justice on the X-blog, but she actually got so angry that the sponsor behind it deleted our account.

Now because of a few verbal disputes, Mengmeng's close friend in the circle, Miss Minhua, was brutally killed. I hope the judge will give a heavier sentence.
We can't let this woman come out to harm people again. "

hehe~
"Unfortunately, I am the lawyer defending Ms. Jin."

Yan Wenyao suddenly smiled, with an extremely elegant and melodious voice,

The girl raised her head suspiciously, just in time to meet those dark eyes,

The biting coldness surging inside made her take a step back unconsciously in fright.

Still muttering in a low voice:
"Whoever lawyer wears a hat and a mask when going out to cover himself tightly is probably not a good thing."

Yan Wenyao was still smiling, her red lips opened and closed:
"Insulting and slandering others in public places is serious, which constitutes the crime of insult or defamation.

He may be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years, criminal detention, surveillance, or deprivation of political rights. "

"Officer Song, I'm right."

Yan Wenyao's gaze was on Song Ming who had turned into a bitter melon face,
The latter nodded helplessly, and at this moment, the police who came to take samples had just arrived,

So, when they came, they were fine,

When I left, I brought an extra noisy person with me.

The hospital farce is over for a while,

Now Yan Wenyao is already on his way to the private restaurant,
Whenever Song Ming had a chance, he would use his peripheral vision to look at the expression on his face.

After he looked away countless times, Yan Wenyao adjusted his sitting posture, his narrow eyes half opened and closed, and he looked a little lazy.

"I'm a good law-abiding citizen, and I won't kill people casually. Besides, the world is so big, we must allow some strange things to exist, otherwise there will be a lot less fun around us."

After hearing the affirmative reply, Song Ming let go of his hanging heart. You know, he was already prepared to die in line of duty just now.

"Looking at your expression, you don't seem nervous at all."

Yan Wenyao nodded and replied: "There is indeed nothing to be nervous about. I thought too much about what happened before.
In fact, this matter is very simple, but Song Minhua confused his eyes. "

Song Ming wanted to continue asking, but Yan Wenyao closed his eyes and stopped talking.

He could only hold back his curiosity like this.

Silent all the way,

Song Ming didn't start talking until he walked into the small black room, but basically he was explaining what they discovered earlier.

Yan Wenyao nodded while carefully looking at the surrounding things.

It's basically a small dilapidated room full of clutter,
It's all covered with dust,

But it is precisely because of this,
Only by the cleanliness of the items can we judge what Song Minhua and Jinyan touched before.

(End of this chapter)