Trafford’s Trading Club

In front of the university.

After Xiaobao got off Lin Feng's car, he quickly said to Lin Feng: "Thank you for sending me here, Brother Feng."

Li Feng waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, hurry up and find your professor and get the materials and come out. I'm also rushing to get something for Sir Ma."

"What are you getting?"

"Baby products!" Lin Feng said with a look of helplessness: "Isn't Mrs. Ma pregnant for several months? Sir Ma is very precious now. He has found someone to purchase a lot of baby products and returned early."

Xiaobao laughed loudly and said, "When did your department become so idle that the rising star of the Criminal Investigation Brigade actually has to run errands to buy baby products?"

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and knocked Xiaobao on the forehead, "Aren't you also playing those fantasy games in the office every day? Are you going to go in and find that professor to get something? Otherwise, I have to leave!"

"It's Professor Ouyang!" Xiaobao quickly corrected: "He is our Section Chief Qin's teacher. He is a very powerful forensic doctor! He came here to teach after retiring a few years ago!"

"Okay, okay, Ouyang, Ouyang, go, go, go!"

After Xiaobao gave Lin Feng the third finger greeting gift, he hurried into the university campus.

The reason why I came here this time was because I recently encountered a rather difficult case. Xiaobao heard that Professor Ouyang had handled a similar case before, so he came here specifically to look for information. Now that Section Chief Qin is on indefinite leave, Xiaobao can only rely on himself.

This is Section Chief Qin's teacher. In Xiaobao's opinion, he is a master-level figure, so when he arrived at the door of the office, Xiaobao quickly arranged his clothes.

"Professor Ouyang has something to do, and this is what he has entrusted to you."

However, what Xiaobao saw was a young female teaching assistant. Xiaobao was immediately disappointed and had to sigh. Then he took the information sent by the other party and said: "Oh, you look familiar, don't you? It's from the First and Fourth Realms." Did you graduate? I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

"I am from the first and fifth realms."

"It turns out to be junior sister..."

Master Patriarch didn't see it... Then let's flirt with her! Xiaobao blinked.

"Um...can you help me get something? It's a bit heavy." The female assistant teacher pointed to a few boxes next to her.

Xiaobao immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem!"

So the two of them just opened the office door... When the office door clicked shut, another door in the office also clicked open.

A man in a black suit glanced quietly and then closed the door again - in this inner office, a bald old man was opening his eyes in horror.

He was tied with a rope, and there were two men on the left and right holding his shoulders.

The man in a black suit was playing with a dagger at this time. He sat on the desk and said calmly: "Professor Ouyang, let's continue discussing the previous issue?"

He asked someone to tear off the tape on Professor Ouyang's mouth, and Professor Ouyang said in horror: "What on earth do you want to do! Is it kidnapping?"

The man said: "I have just explained my purpose of coming. We just want to ask Professor Ouyang some questions. After asking you, Professor Ouyang will naturally be safe. So, I hope you can cooperate."

The bright dagger reflected the sunlight outside and shone on Professor Ouyang's eyes. Professor Ouyang said in a panic: "What do you want to ask?"

"I wonder if Professor Ouyang still remembers the hijacking of a cash transport truck that happened about four years ago?" The man bent down, "The case was very sensational at that time. There were seven gangsters in total carrying a lot of money. Weapons, there was a fight with the police. Many people died, including a policeman. His name was Rocky. Professor Ouyang, you were still working in the bureau at that time, right? Couldn't you tell me? You have no impression at all. No?"

"I... have an impression, I have an impression." Professor Ouyang's face changed slightly, and then he quickly said: "Comrade Luo Qi is an excellent public servant of the people... Why do you ask about him?"

The man moved the dagger to Professor Ouyang's face: "I heard that the autopsy report at that time said that Rocky was shot seven times, six of which were not fatal, but one shot was a direct hit in the heart... …It’s a pity that such a good police officer lost his life because of this shot.”

"Yes, it's really a pity." Professor Ouyang nodded, but his eyes could not leave the dagger attached to his face.

"I heard that you personally examined Rocky's body, right?"

Professor Ouyang nodded nervously.

The man suddenly said: "Not long after this, you applied for retirement. But at your age, retirement seems to be a matter of course. Then you were re-employed to this university and became the head of the forensic department. Well... your wife is also a university teacher and has graduated now. You have a daughter who works in a state-owned enterprise, and your son-in-law works as a sales manager in a 4S store... Oh, by the way, your grandson will be in high school soon, right?"

"You...what do you want to do! Don't hurt my family!" Professor Ouyang struggled quickly.

The man pressed his hands down, "Don't get excited, just listen to what I have to say first... Logically speaking, Professor, your family is really good, and it can be considered happy. But what is very strange is, Professor, why can you have a family abroad? What about your own villa? And the value is not low... Well, let me think about it, according to your salary, your pension, and the income of your entire family, I will double it for you... "

He smiled and lowered his face, "It seems like it's not enough? Professor, how did you buy it?"

"I...I don't know what you said!"

The man sneered: "Professor, you are quite smart. At first, the person named on the property was not you, and then at the beginning of this year, you quietly changed hands. In addition, we found out that you have an account overseas, and there are many things in it." It’s money.”

Professor Ouyang's expression changed drastically.

The man suddenly grabbed Professor Ouyang's head and slammed it on the desk. Then he inserted a knife next to his ear and said calmly: "Professor, you said I would cut off your ear here, wouldn't it?" Will there be any problems?"

"I said, I said... don't kill me! Don't kill me... I said... I said it all!" Professor Ouyang's eyes widened with horror on his face: "Yes... someone asked me to secretly give me a The large amount of money allowed me to change the autopsy report... The bullet that hit Rocky's heart did not match any of the gangster's guns found at the scene. It was... a gunshot wound of unknown origin..."

"Unknown origin?" The man suddenly pinched Professor Ouyang's neck.

"Yes...it's a police-style bullet. The person asked me to replace it with the same type of bullet used by gangsters. The bullet was also given to me by that person!"

"Someone gave you money? Who?" The man covered the professor's head and showed no intention of relaxing.

This pressure caused Professor Ouyang great pain, and he said painfully: "Yes... yes... yes..."

"who!!"

"I, I don't know, he didn't tell me who he was, and we never met, we only communicated by phone... But he threatened me, and if I didn't do it, he would... do it to me and my family. You're welcome, I...I can't help it...don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The man pulled out the knife and then thrust it out - but the knife was only stuck on the table. Professor Ouyang's eyes widened, and then there was no movement.

The man next to him looked at it and said, "I fainted. I was so scared."

"Rat." The man hit Professor Ouyang on the head with a knife disdainfully, then shook his head and said, "But most heroes die at the hands of rats."

"Brother, how do you deal with this guy? Can you believe his words?"

"Such a timid guy can't hide anything..." The man picked up Professor Ouyang's mobile phone, checked it, and then sneered: "As for how to deal with it... Oh, this professor is quite romantic, there are so many The bed photos of female students... If they are greedy for life and afraid of death, and are still an old pervert, then let this Professor Ouyang become a celebrity."

The man casually handed over his phone to his subordinate, "Let's take care of it. I'll go back and report it to Mr. Shi."

…

The man quickly left the university gate and got into a black Bentley.

The person waiting in the car was Shi Shijie from the Zhang Group. He looked at the man and said calmly: "Aaron, what do you think of your question?"

Man... Aaron said quickly at this time: "There is indeed something wrong with this old man..."

Aaron explained the situation once, and then continued: "This guy fainted from fright. Hehe, we just scared him. Whose turn is it for us to do the bloody things?"

Shi Shijie nodded, "If Director Gao hadn't accidentally asked about this matter when he was having dinner the day before yesterday, and I noticed that he looked a little unnatural, I wouldn't have traced Professor Ouyang to him."

Aaron said: "If Mr. Shi hadn't said that we should investigate the cause of Rocky's death, when we looked through the hospital's records from that year, we found that the records had been deliberately destroyed this year, and we wouldn't have been able to find Professor Ouyang all the way. on the body."

Shi Shijie said calmly: "Is there any result?"

Aaron speculated: "Rocky was probably murdered. When he was fighting with the gangsters, he was shot several times, but he should be able to be saved. But someone secretly shot him behind the scenes. Professor Ouyang said, Those bullets were fired by guns within the police force. But because of his authoritative forensic report, coupled with the chaos of the fight at the scene, the truth may have been covered up by someone secretly."

Shi Shijie frowned: "You said this was done within the police force?"

Aaron thought for a while and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out, but it is also possible that it is a copy or a lost gun within the police force... It is also possible."

Shi Shijie was silent for a while, but said: "The second possibility is very slim. If this was an assassination targeted early in the morning, why would Professor Ouyang be asked to make perjury afterwards? Not to mention that he would not use a method that can easily be traced out. The murder weapon... It is estimated that the real murderer was impromptu... Aaron."

"Here I am!"

Shi Shijie said sternly: "Go and check all the people in the police force who were on duty when this case happened. Several years have passed. I'm afraid the people behind the scenes have destroyed a lot of evidence. I'm afraid it will be very troublesome to trace it. Please be careful." , don’t let go of any possibility. I’m going back to the old lady now.”

"Don't worry, investigation is my strength!" Aaron smiled slightly.

Shi Shijie said calmly: "Of course I believe you, the ace investigator in the army. Go back to the company to get some hard work pay, and let your brother do his job well."

"Thank you, Mr. Shi."

…

…

Luo Qiu already has rich experience in dealing with crying people.

Father Song's sadness has been buried for decades, and it is better to block it than to block it, so letting him have a good cry and relieve the depression in his heart is the best way.

He had no intention of persuading the old man, and Song Haoran had no intention of comforting his father. As for the fifth uncle, the housekeeper, he probably has similar plans.

Song Tianyou's crying began to decrease, then he breathed a sigh of relief and finally calmed down. Luo Qiu handed over a handkerchief at this time.

Song Tianyou was stunned for a moment, then took it, wiped away the tears, and then smiled uglyly: "Very few young people will wear handkerchiefs."

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Maybe it's because I'm more earthy, and using handkerchiefs is not so wasteful, and it's more environmentally friendly."

"Yan Nian is a gentleman, and he is as gentle as jade." Father Song smiled slightly and suddenly said: "Can you give me this handkerchief?"

Luo Qiu nodded.

At this time, Father Song said again: "If you go to the front and add some incense, you have met your ancestors."

Luo Qiu followed the good and followed the flow.

Father Song then said: "It's almost time, let's go have dinner."

…

Eating, in addition to filling the stomach, mostly also means getting together. This is a good way of communicating emotions between people.

Eight Immortals table, small hall, three people and four stools, it seems there is one missing, probably the niece Song Ying mentioned by Song Haoran.

"Grandpa, uncle."

A crisp and sweet voice came from the side door of the small hall not long after Luo Qiu and the other two people sat down one after another.

It’s still the suitably cut cheongsam and the pink bun that catches people’s attention at first sight. But because of the lighting, the pink seems to be a little more purple.

The colors produce wonderful transformations and changes at different angles under the light.

Father Song pointed at the cheongsam woman and said, "This is Song Ying, my niece. This is Luo Qiu..."

Song Tianyou breathed out slowly at this time, "He is my brother's grandson and a direct descendant of our Song family."

The fifth uncle's heart trembled slightly. Although he had almost guessed it before his father took him to the mourning hall, and his subsequent words in the mourning hall also proved this, it was the words of Father Song that were the most shocking.

Because, Song Tianyou's words directly established Luo Qiu's position in the continuation of the Song family in South America...the eldest son and legitimate grandson.

Song Tianyou is a person who attaches great importance to traditional ethics and has not changed for so many years. Even though he single-handedly created a new Song family empire, he never said that he was the head of the Song family in front of those closest to him.

Father Song said that this was his brother's thing, and he just gave it to his brother to keep it for him and take good care of it.

Because without his brother, there would be no him.

"Song Ying, we have met."

Song Ying very calmly stretched out her hand towards Luo Qiu and smiled slightly.