Forensics

At the same time that Gu Yanchen guessed the identity of the dream master.

In the detention center at night.

Han Qingyi finished his dinner and was taken back to his single room in the detention center.

He is a key criminal and needs to abide by strict guard rules.

In the detention center, in order to prevent prisoners from committing suicide, the management is very strict. Glasses and all metal and glass objects are not allowed to be worn in the detention center. Even shoelaces and zippers are not allowed to be worn in.

At this time, Han Qingyi was curled up on the bed. He was highly myopic, and his vision was hazy.

He stared blankly at the white wall.

Knowing that one's own death is approaching, this is a kind of torment of slowly waiting for death.

This afternoon, he was allowed to meet with a lawyer.

Originally, he had a glimmer of hope, thinking that the chamber of commerce might bring him some new news.

But when he saw that the lawyer who entered was He Wenlin, Han Qingyi's smile gradually froze.

During the investigation stage, when lawyers meet with criminal suspects in custody, the case-handling agency generally does not send personnel to be present, and no one will hear their conversations.

However, according to regulations, there will be surveillance to record everything.

He seemed to see a good friend for many years, and tried to smile at He Wenlin: "You are here."

He Wenlin was wearing a suit as usual, and spread out the materials with a concentrated expression. Those were the only things he could bring in.

Among them was a photo of Han Qingyi's daughter Han Yingying.

Han Qingyi picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, tears flowed from his eyes.

This is a hint and a threat. If he is disobedient, his wife, daughter, and parents will all be dealt with by the chamber of commerce.

In the past few nights, he has been awake all night in the detention center, thinking whether those people will leave him a way out.

In the face of various interrogations, he has been tight-lipped.

But finally came to this step.

A dead person is safer than a living person. Only when he is dead, the large sum of money that has been transferred abroad will not be implicated. Only when he takes full responsibility for the crime, others are safe.

He raised his head and asked He Wenlin: "I've been thinking recently, is it doomed to end like this when I started doing this thing?"

He Wenlin's expression was solemn, like a god of death.

It was he who lured the person in front of him into the abyss.

He said: "The Chamber of Commerce said it has done its best, and this matter involves too much. If you can understand, your family and daughter will be safe."

Han Qingyi asked again: "Then what should I do?"

He Wenlin pulled out a small note from the file.From the surveillance, it looked like he was showing evidence to Han Qingyi.

That piece of paper looked just like ordinary paper, but it was completely different.

He made a movement and opened his mouth, implying Han Qingyi.

eat.

Because other papers are made of pulp, but this paper is made of poison.

There is a certain delay in the time of poisoning, and it will not be discovered for the time being. Once it occurs, it will soon kill people.

Han Qingyi understood, his face twisted instantly, his eyes were red, he was not reconciled.

Then he looked at the person opposite: "You won't end well either!"

"I know. After sending you off, I don't have much time. But I have something to do." He Wenlin asked, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Han Qingyi said: "I want those damned people to die!"

He Wenlin nodded: "Okay, I will try my best."

Han Qingyi struggled for a while, and became ruthless.He avoided the monitoring, pressed the note in his palm, took advantage of the moment he lowered his head, crumpled it up, and swallowed it with his eyes closed.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "I'm in hell, waiting for others."

Now, two hours have passed since the meeting.

He remembered that not long ago, he was still preparing for tonight's event.

A commercial center in the Penang Trade Zone was completed tonight, and he was going to speak at the dinner.

Lying on the bed, Han Qingyi recalled the scenes of his previous glory.

Luxurious houses and cars, beauties and gourmet food, countless money, and a social status that everyone admires.

In the end he thought of his family, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

This is a dream, in the end, nothing.

The poison finally took effect, and bursts of cramps came from the body.

Lying on the bed, Han Qingyi began to moan uncontrollably, twitching, his face turned blue, and then blood flowed from his mouth.

The police in the detention center quickly discovered his abnormality. Some people entered to check the situation, and the medical staff also rushed in. Before the emergency call was dialed, Han Qingyi died.

at the same time.

In the banquet hall of the Penang New District Trade Center, a celebration is going on.

Now it has come to the final stage. There are quite a few media on the scene, and some reporters are interviewing the rich businessman Zhen Jiaxu in Penang.

Mr. Zhen is in his sixties this year, but he doesn't look old.

A beautiful reporter stood up and asked, "Mr. Zhen, I heard that something happened to the Penang Love Foundation recently. Do you have anything to say about it?"

Someone was whispering below: "Isn't this reporter not opening any pot?"

"That's right, isn't the Penang Love Foundation founded by Zhen Jiaxu?"

"Hush..." Someone made a gesture of silence: "The old man does not approve of this matter, who dares to ask, it is because he wants to use this occasion to answer public questions."

Zhen Jiaxu has already begun to answer: "I have been paying attention to the relevant news. I think the police have done a good job in this matter, and the leaders have worked hard."

This sentence defines sex.

Then the old man said with a heavy face, "I just found out about this, and I was extremely angry. How could anyone do such a thing!"

"The Penang Love Foundation was founded by me more than 30 years ago. My original intention was to use some social power to help those children who are out of school and the disabled get the care they deserve."

"Over the years, the Penang Love Foundation has established hundreds of primary schools in China, and also set up many special schools. Unfortunately, my personal energy was limited, so I transferred the foundation out."

"But I never imagined that the foundation I founded with my own hands would become a tool for some people to do evil!"

"I can't tolerate this kind of behavior. I hope that the people involved in the case can be severely sentenced. Only when these cancerous tumors are cut off, our society will get better and better."

"However, I also hope that everyone will not lose confidence in charity. Even if there are bad institutions, we still have many charitable funds that serve the people."

There was a round of applause at the scene.

A short speech contains a lot of content.He implied that he had no knowledge of the foundation's affairs, and appealed to the public not to lose confidence in charity.

The spotlights flickered, taking pictures one after another.

Tomorrow, these words will be published in the headlines of the media, the best public relations company will conduct public relations, and there will be trolls controlling the field.

Soon, things will pass.

Sheng Qiancheng, who was sitting next to Zhen Jiaxu, added: "Recently, Mr. Zhen donated 1 million yuan in personal materials and donations in his own name to the flood that occurred in Zhangcheng."

The leader of Zhangcheng stood aside and said, "On behalf of the people of Zhangcheng, I would like to thank Mr. Zhen. The people still need entrepreneurs like you who do practical things."

Huo Lei around raised his glass. "Charity itself is innocent, it just falls into the hands of people with ulterior motives."

A person who looked like a leader next to him also expressed his opinion: "Mr. Zhen has ignored the foundation's business for many years, and now he will be criticized and criticized. It is good for us to fight crimes, but we must not expand the scope. , hurting innocent people."

After the interview, it's time for dinner.

The reporters were all invited out, and sumptuous dishes and wine were placed on the table, such as several-year-old abalones, lobsters with thick arms, and medium-rare steaks.

Toasting and staggering, people toasted each other and tasted delicious food.

After a looting, it seemed that all the unhappiness had disappeared.

Now that there were fewer people around the table than Han Qingyi, but it didn't look deserted.

They tacitly no longer mention this person.

Soon, there will be new people sitting at this table.

At the same time, at the back door of the Municipal People's Hospital.

The sky was already dark.

As soon as Shen Junci walked out, he was going to take a taxi to the side of the road and go back.

A person suddenly appeared beside him, and something cold and hard pressed against his waist, which should be an electric shock device.

"Be good, don't move around." The man said in a deep voice, "Go forward."

Shen Junci moved his eyes and looked at the man's side face. He felt that he looked familiar, and felt that he had seen him in the city bureau.

He walked forward, was held hostage by the man and walked forward a few meters, he saw a black Audi parked by the side of the road.

Shen Junci put his hands in his pockets, and frantically pressed the power button and the up button of the phone five times.

Walking to the side of the car, the man turned on the electric shock device and pressed it on his neck.

The electric shocker crackled.

Shen Junci suddenly felt his whole body go numb, his vision was dark, and he lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Junci woke up in a daze. He should still be in the car, lying on the back seat of the car.

He could hear some voices outside.

He moved his hands, feeling that his hands were tied, and turned backwards backwards.

The mobile phone in the pocket has been taken out.

"Are you awake?" The man braked the car and turned to look at him from the driver's seat, "Alright, I was still thinking about how to carry you upstairs."

Shen Junci spoke, because he had been in a coma for a while, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Are you a dream master?"

The man admitted: "Or, you can call me Lawyer He."

The person who kidnapped him was He Wenlin. After he came out of the detention center, he came to the hospital.

Shen Junci struggled to sit up: "What are you doing?"

He Wenlin said: "I originally wanted to go to the hospital to see Gu Yanchen, but unfortunately, all visits in the inpatient department require an appointment, so I couldn't go in. Of course, it would be nice to catch you." He slowed down his speech, "You Guess, will he come to rescue you?"