When Beichen wanted to continue teasing Dong Lin, his cell phone rang.
Dong Lin looked at Beichen and frowned, but said in a very polite tone, "Okay, okay, um, I'll see you later." 】
[Brother, who is it? ] Dong Lin pointed at the phone with his chin.
[Interpol Captain Su Yong. ] Beichen narrowed his eyes and replied.
[Brother, what does he want from you? ] Donglin asked.
[I don’t know, he didn’t say anything on the phone. But I have to go find him now. Oh, by the way, Dong Lin, we agreed to go to Xishui tomorrow. Please help me practice first. ] Beichen said as he stood up and prepared to go out.
Dong Lin grabbed Beichen and said with a look of despair, "Brother, please spare me. That woman wants to scold me eight hundred times every time she sees me." I don't dare call her. 】
Beichen lowered his head and smiled twice and said, "Okay, I'll call, but you have to come with me tomorrow." 】
【Okay. 】 Dong Lin said and gestured like a waiter in a shop stretching his arms and bending to invite him.
Beichen patted him on the back and rushed to the place agreed with Su Yong to meet at Detective Zhang Han's office.
As soon as Beichen walked into Zhang Han's detective office, he saw Su Yong sitting in the seat where Zhang Han often sat, waiting for him.
When Su Yong saw Beichen coming in, he motioned for him to sit down.
[On the first day of Zhang Han’s accident, he told me some things that were unbelievable to me. At that time, I just thought he was a bit weird, but now that I think about it, he seems to be a bit of a bastard. 】 Su Yong spoke first.
When Beichen heard this, he leaned his whole body against the sofa again [What did Zhang Han say? 】
[He said that you guys are all candidates for the God of Death. At first I thought he had some mental problems, but I checked today and it seems that the people who died recently seemed to happen to meet him. Beichen, if you know anything, I think you can tell me. 】Su Yong looked at Beichen intently.
Beichen lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Captain Su, I admit that I may know a lot more than Zhang Han told you. I don’t know, what do you want to know? 】
[Let’s first talk about how the dead candidates chosen by the God of Death were killed. 】
Beichen didn't expect that Su Yong would suddenly ask him this, but he thought about it and answered truthfully [Well, there are a total of 8 candidates for death, Li Shao and Shen Sibo, Li Jin and Zhang Han, Bai Jiaojiao and Wang Yuan , university professor Jia Lin and me. 】Beichen said calmly.
Su Yong snorted and said [The God of Death is quite good at pairing up, capitalists and death row prisoners, genius boys and famous detectives, young girls and professional killers, university professors and tramps. Before he ascended to the sky, the brushstrokes looked pretty good. 】
Su Yong asked again: "How did you both kill each other perfectly?" 】
Beichen was shocked at first [Zhang Han told you all this? 】
Su Yong snorted lightly [No, I just guessed it from the information he asked me to investigate. 】
Beichen pressed his eyebrows helplessly [Shen Sibo used his group connections to have Li Shao poisoned and died at the tax bureau. I arranged for Li Jin to rearrange the instruments, but I didn't expect that he would return and die by inhaling chlorine gas. Wang Yuan was killed by Bai Jiaojiao. As for Jia Lin, I found someone to arrange for the stocks he bought to fall, causing his sudden death from a heart attack. 】
【Then what? ] Su Yong asked immediately.
Beichen rubbed his face with both hands and spoke slowly [Then... Bai Jiaojiao was killed by Wang Yuan's brother at Baoya Manor, arranged by Shen Sibo. Zhang Han was killed by someone arranged by T Group. 】
[Who arranged to kill Zhang Han? Are you still Shen Sibo? 】
Hearing this, Beichen raised his head and looked at Su Yong quietly.
