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The police station was illuminated in the night, and Yuan Xiao recounted everything she knew in detail. Upon receiving the phone number, Zheng Yun immediately instructed someone to trace its current address. As they left, Lin Yuan yawned and stepped out from inside.
Having been at the police station for only a few days, Lin Yuan felt as though his mind was filled with a lot of information. Shaking his head, he decided it was time to rest.
Meanwhile, outside on the street, a girl dressed in a black hoodie slowly approached the police station. The guard at the entrance had not noticed anything unusual, assuming she was just passing by. The girl stopped at the door of the police station and looked up to confirm she was headed in the right direction.
Under the lights, she pulled a fruit knife from her clothing, her eyes reflecting a hint of confusion. When the guard saw her brandishing the knife, he immediately stood up and rushed out to prevent her from doing something foolish.
"Hey, young lady, don’t be impulsive!"
At that moment, the blade swiftly cut across the girl's neck without hesitation. Blood gushed forth as she fell to the ground, her pupils dilating in shock. The fruit knife clattered to the pavement as the guard rushed to apply pressure to her wound, his hands soaked in crimson. He quickly pulled out his phone to call for an ambulance.
After making that call, he hurried back inside the police station to summon help. Just then, Lin Yuan was on his way to his office when he collided with a guard who was rushing over.
"Someone committed suicide at the police station entrance?!"
Zheng Yun had thought that tonight's events surrounding Yuan Xiao's case were already quite complicated; he never expected another incident would arise.
The girl could not be saved.
The moment Lin Yuan saw her lifeless body, he knew it was too late. The hospital wasn’t far away; when the ambulance arrived, they carried her body away. In truth, even if they took her to the hospital, all they could do was perform an autopsy. However, they couldn’t proceed with any actions regarding the body until they contacted her family.
Why did she insist on committing suicide right at the police station entrance?
With heavy dark circles under his eyes, Zheng Yun was busy searching for information about the girl while sipping on a cup of coffee he had just bought. Lin Yuan also glanced at the screen.
"Let’s contact her family first."
If Zheng Yun were to observe Lin Yuan closely at that moment, he would notice that Lin Yuan seemed somewhat distracted.
He had seen similar cases in the criminal database, but those cases usually involved a setup, unlike the current situation where someone had committed suicide right at the police station's doorstep. It was possible that the girl was truly distressed over something, but another possibility was that they had altered their methods of committing crimes based on those cases.
Rather than thinking it was more likely that the girl had committed suicide, Lin Yuan felt that the warning for himself should be taken more seriously. However, using a life to send a warning indicated that the perpetrators were definitely not benign.
This method was completely different from the last time; there were no signs or warnings at all. Or perhaps they had already noticed that the number of cases within their criminal space was gradually decreasing?
He found her. The girl's name was Zhong Tiantian, and she was currently a freshman at a nearby high school, only fifteen years old. The records showed that she was an only child with no siblings. Given such a nurturing environment, her parents should have been quite fond of her. Why would she want to take her own life?
"Are you so sure it was suicide?" Lin Yuan's question caught Zheng Yun off guard, making him turn to look at him.
The video clearly showed her taking her own life; she had cut deep into her carotid artery. Could it have been someone else? It wasn’t as if she were a marionette, right? Even if that were the case, there were no visible strings around.
This was why Zheng Yun said what he did; if they had professional knowledge, the officers wouldn’t think this way. Their first judgment would still lean towards suicide.
"Let’s wait and see," Lin Yuan said as he turned to leave.
At the police station, a video was being played on a computer screen. Fang and the assassin were watching its content together. In the upper right corner of the frame appeared a pure white mask.
"What do you think? I’ve brought you a gift; not bad, right?"
Indeed, it turned out to be as Lin Yuan suspected—the girl’s suicide was related to them. It was quite a performance. "Where did you find this?"
"It’s about that girl."
Girls like this can have as many as they want; I just need to give them a little simple psychological suggestion. You know, they always think about a lot of things.
The other party spoke with a nonchalant tone.
However, he quickly shifted the topic elsewhere. "I heard you dropped someone off at the police station and then didn’t follow up. So, you really want him to be the scapegoat? Where’s the evidence?"
The person caught at the police station was indeed a drug dealer, not one of their own, but that General Zhu could barely be linked to them.
Rather than letting this person spill their secrets, it would be better to take decisive action. "I've already arranged for someone to get into his office. Also, just clean up the video situation on your end."
I have to admit that the emergence of this person has made things quite tricky for them; otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten several people involved.
"Don't worry, among us, I may not be able to help with much else, but I can handle this."
After all, time hasn’t meant much to us over the past year. However, since I helped you this time, shouldn’t you give me something in return?
These things aren’t free. "I’ll get you what you want shortly."
But I need you to help me confirm one more thing: after coming from that side, he said his strength is greater than mine and that his hand-to-hand combat skills are very strong.
See if there’s a chance to hack into his computer. According to past patterns, this Lin Yuan should also gain some abilities from the criminal system; currently, he still doesn’t know what the other party possesses.
For now, we can only confirm one by one.
The computer screen quickly dimmed.
Sitting on the sofa, the assassin's lips were somewhat pale; he had only received half of the payment this time, which was of little use to him.
"You people are truly monsters; you can even make someone commit suicide in the police station. But does that little cop know about it?"
Mr. Fang lit a cigarette he had in hand. He knew that even if they didn’t know, he had left clues inside.
Aside from the girl’s suicide incident, there would likely be considerable public pressure to face; he now needed to think about that fool’s situation at the police station.
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