Kan Zhengde couldn't contact Kan Yunlu at night and kept calling, but couldn't get through.
As a last resort, I found a friend in the provincial capital and went to the high-end apartment where my daughter lived, but no one answered the door. With Kan Zhengde's consent, my friend found someone from the property management, broke the door lock and entered the luxuriously decorated building. duplex mansion.
Kan Zhengde's legs were shaking when he heard what his friend said on the phone, but he didn't want to believe it was true no matter what.
"Yunshan, Yunshan, hurry up and follow me to the provincial capital. Your sister, she, she may not be able to survive..." When Kan Zhengde said this, his voice changed, as if he was being strangled. The throat is normal.
In just a few months, this was the second time that a white-haired person sent a black-haired person to him.
Although the friend tried to test Kan Yunlu's pulse, and witnessed by the property management staff, he was indeed dead. However, Kan Zhengde still asked him to send Kan Yunlu to the hospital as soon as possible. There was no other way. There were three or four people who entered the house and they rushed to send Kan Yunlu to the hospital. Got to the ambulance.
Kan Zhengde and Kan Yunshan arrived at the provincial capital as quickly as possible, but they could only go to the emergency room to visit Kan Yunlu. She had already lost any breath.
The doctor said that there were no vital signs when he was sent here, and the time of death should be earlier.
Although the company is currently in an extraordinary period, as a father, he is still emotionally broken. This is his only daughter. She was set up in the UK. At least she returned to China, thinking she was safe, but she did not expect that she would still behave like this. Way dead.
"Doctor, the cause of my sister's death was..." Kan Yunshan called the doctor aside and asked in a low voice.
"Ordinarily we should call the police, but the person who sent her here told her not to make any noise about this matter, and also called our dean. I can only pretend not to know. You among yourselves should know whether she has had any problems before. Such a history? This time it was an overdose. An overdose led to death. This is normal. We receive several cases of this kind of situation every year..."
"But my sister has been trying hard to quit..."
"Then I don't know. If you have any doubts, I suggest you call the police. Maybe you can get some different results. So, you can decide for yourself. I'll go and get busy first." The doctor said and left.
The doctor was right. When he was delivered, he was already dead, but the doctor knew what was going on as soon as he saw it. He insisted on calling the police, but was stopped by Kan Zhengde's friend, and then called him and the hospital. It was Wei Yangbing's secretary Ning Gangping who exerted the most pressure, and the impact of this incident was controlled in the hospital's emergency room.
Kan Zhengde cried several times in the morgue and died, but he was carried to the car. When he woke up, he had to go see Kan Yunlu. Kan Yunshan also felt very sad, but seeing his father's temples gray and looking like he was alive, he Almost collapsed.
The police sent by Ning Gangping arrived at the morgue, checked Kan Yunlu's body, and returned to the parking lot.
"Mr. Kan, I am a forensic doctor from the provincial department. Secretary Ning sent me to take a look. I just checked briefly. It is obvious that the deceased was hit hard on the forehead. Judging from the marks left, it can at least be... Causing the deceased to faint within a short period of time..."
Kan Zhengde was feeling sad and was stunned when he heard the news.
"What did you say? Say it again..." Every word Kan Zhengde said was filled with sparks.
"My suggestion is to conduct an autopsy. It may not be the same as the doctor's judgment. They only judge the cause of death of the deceased, but our forensic judgment is all-round, because it involves the issue of whether a case needs to be filed. This is just me Personal suggestion. In addition, without investigation, I hope to find that the scene of the deceased has not been damaged..."
The forensic doctor's words made Kan Zhengde's fear rise little by little, until the fear overwhelmed him, making him unable to struggle, and he fainted again.
Kan Yunshan made the decision to conduct an autopsy.
In addition, he was not afraid of any impact on the company, so he directly called the police and conducted a comprehensive survey of the high-end apartment where Kan Yunlu lived.
At this time, Lu Hanyan had just received the confirmed information that Kan Yunlu was dead.
She was in a good mood. Even though she was about to give birth, she still invited the manicurist to her office. She sat on the sofa and found the most comfortable position. Slowly, she fell asleep.
But she had a dream, and the scene in the dream was also in this hotel. Kan Yunlu stripped her naked, tied her to the cold marble coffee table, and stabbed her stomach with the knife in her hand. She opened it and finally took out her child. She looked at the child and saw that he looked exactly like Kan Yunlu, almost carved from the same mold.
Kan Yunlu told her that the child would be hers from now on and had nothing to do with her. After saying that, Kan Yunlu laughed. At this time, she was woken up by the manicurist.
"Mr. Lu, your manicure is done, take a look, do you like it?" the manicurist said with a smile.
Lu Hanyan actually forgot where he was for a moment and looked at the manicurist blankly. The manicurist felt creeped out by her look.
"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"
"It's okay, oh, you are... look at my brain, I fell asleep after a long sleep..."
After sending away the manicurist, Lu Hanyan sat alone in the office, looking at everything around him as if he was in another world.
"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame your father. You have hurt me too. Now we are even. When I have time, I will find someone to give you a blessing. If you come to me again, I will make you unable to do anything." Lu Hanyan muttered viciously.
Chen Bo was also surprised when he heard the news, but what he heard was that Kan Yunlu was overdosed and did not connect the incident with Lu Hanyan.
But he thought of the woman who called herself Little Buddha, and her calloused hands from practicing iron sand palms. What he thought at that time was that this Little Buddha was an underground boxer who practiced martial arts and black boxing, and should not be able to do such a delicate job. live.
The Kan family and his son did not expect that Kan Yunlu was killed at first, but after an autopsy, the forensic doctor concluded that she was probably knocked unconscious and forcibly injected.
For Kan Zhengde, this conclusion was really better than not knowing. His angry eyes almost popped out of his head. He really couldn't figure out who was chasing after his family. With three children, they had not been able to survive in just one year. When the time comes, two people die. Who can bear this?
He told Ning Gangping that he had entrusted him to take a message to the provincial capital public security bureau responsible for handling the case. As long as the murderer could be found, he was willing to donate an office building to the public security bureau.
