Wang Jintian is one of the giants in Shanghai’s warehousing industry.
He owns five warehousing centers with an area of nearly 120,000 square meters, as well as many shops, real estate and other industries. With assets exceeding 30 billion, he is one of the richest people in the upper class of Shanghai.
When Xu Lin walked into Wang Jintian's villa, he was really shocked by what he saw.
All kinds of precious antique ornaments can be seen everywhere, as well as many pendants, carvings, etc., which are of great value at first glance.
It can be seen that Wang Jintian likes collecting very much.
As the key led everyone into a courtyard at the back, everyone finally saw the rich man.
He is of medium build, has an extraordinary bearing, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, has sharp eyes, and looks calm.
The first time Xu Lin saw Wang Jintian, he used his eye for good and evil.
[Wang Jintian, with a crime score of 109, is suspected of manipulating false funds, insider trading in stocks, coercing women, etc.]
Seeing the other party's charges, Xu Lin's eyes narrowed slightly.
Sure enough, he didn't kill the person, but this guy did commit a lot of things.
Obviously, in the process of accumulating capital, this guy used many shady methods and obtained a lot of shady benefits.
But today he was here to investigate the murder case, and he didn't focus on this guy's false transactions and coercion of women. He would just settle the accounts later.
"Hello, Mr. Wang." Xu Lin said hello.
Wang Jintian originally looked calm, but when he saw the police title on Xu Lin's shoulder, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately stepped forward and reached out.
"Hello, officer, what's your last name?"
Xu Lin shook hands with him, but was not interested in telling the guy his name. Instead, he asked Chen Yan: "The knife was found in his villa?"
Chen Yan nodded and said to Wang Jintian: "Mr. Wang, please take us to the place where you collect the obsidian knives."
Wang Jintian: "Okay, everyone, follow me."
He didn't seem to take Xu Lin's indifference seriously, but the moment he turned around, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although the first-level police superintendent is indeed superior.
But he didn't care too much at all. No matter how high his level was, he was among the higher-ups in Magic City. He had a very powerful hand and eyes. Could it be that he could still bring trouble to himself?
Besides, that murder case had nothing to do with him.
That obsidian knife was something he just bought from the market two days ago.
After leading everyone to the area where he collected obsidian, Wang Jintian introduced it to everyone.
Xu Lin looked at the obsidian items on the wall and nodded slightly. It seemed that Wang Jintian really liked this stuff. ,
He then asked: "Mr. Wang, I wonder how long you have kept this obsidian knife?"
Wang Jintian: "I just collected it from the market two days ago, and it cost me 190,000."
When Xu Lin heard what he said, his expression condensed and he asked: "Who did you get it from?"
"Then I don't know about this. I bought it from a stall, stall No. 4, in the stubborn stone market on Lingdong Road." Wang Jintian told what he knew.
When Xu Lin heard this, his heart suddenly sank.
I bought it from the Hard Stone Market. Is it possible that the clue will be interrupted here?
He was a little reluctant, but...even if he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
"Walk!"
After saying one word in a deep voice, he turned around and walked outside.
He just turned on the telepathic skill and looked at Wang Jintian. He knew that this guy was not lying and that he really bought the things from the Hard Stone Market.
When Wang Jintian saw them preparing to close the team, he immediately helped them leave the villa in person.
When Xu Lin got in the car, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back to Wang Jintian and said, "We will talk about your case of manipulating the stock market, setting up fake funds, and coercing women later. This time, thank you Mr. Wang for your cooperation." .”
As he said that, he got into the police car with a half-smiling look on his face.
The hair on Wang Jintian's body stood up. He watched the police car leave blankly. After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses and felt that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
Only now did he understand the meaning of the four words "state machine".
If they want to check, there is nothing they can't check.
I thought it was done very secretly, and the most important thing was that those things had been finished long ago, but to my surprise, they were dug out by the police.
Once Xu Lin frees up his hands to take aim, I'm afraid he will be doomed!
"No, I have to find a way..."
…
Here, Wang Jintian is trying to find a way to contact the people above and get Xu Lin.
Xu Lin, on the other hand, took Ren Han and Chen Yan into the stubborn stone market, and they quickly found the stall owner of stall No. 4.
The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, and he gives off a very shrewd look at first glance.
After Xu Lin looked this guy up and down, he squatted down in front of the stall, took out an obsidian knife, and asked: "Boss, are you selling this thing?"
The moment the boss saw the obsidian knife, his eyes suddenly flashed with light, and then he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I've never seen this thing before."
Xu Lin's face darkened and he said coldly: "Qi De, do you want me to help you find out those previous crimes? In the case of intentional injury, do you think you can get it over with just a little compensation? Let me tell you, as long as I do it now If I pursue the case, you must step in and use the sewing machine for me immediately, and it will take at least 3 years to start."
As soon as these words came out, Zide panicked instantly.
He didn't expect that the policeman in front of him would expose his background without saying a word. He was so cruel!
So he hurriedly said: "Hey! Officer, I'm sorry, I was blind before and forgot about this. It belongs to me. I sold this thing. It seems to be sold to Mr. Wang Jintian."
Xu Lin: "Qide, is this your own?"
Zide: "Officer, how can I afford this treasure worth hundreds of thousands? This thing was given to me by a friend of mine, and he said it was put here for consignment. I have informed him that the knife has been sold that day. I transferred the money to him in the afternoon.”
When Xu Lin heard this, he was slightly shocked.
Even the murder weapon was sold, and this guy... wants to run away?
With this guess in his mind, Xu Lin stood up suddenly and growled: "Order the entire Demon City to implement martial law. Qide, do you have a photo of that friend of yours?"
"Ah? Yes! Yes."
Soon, Zide found a photo from the photo album on his mobile phone, enlarged it and showed it in front of Xu Lin and others.
However, Xu Lin's eyes sparkled and he said in an urgent tone: "Order our people to seal off the Magic City immediately. Within 24 hours, no one is allowed to leave the Magic City without my permission."
