Soon, five men with sunglasses walked into the house. The head of the Linjiang City Beicheng Public Security Bureau Director Qin Zhengxun.

As soon as he entered the room, Qin Zhengxun walked to Chen Yuan with a smile, gently shook Chen Yuan's hand, and said, "Xiao Chen, you really have it."

Chen Yuan also smiled and said, "It's thanks to Director Qin and Director Wang's guidance."

The slightly fat man behind Qin Zhengxun also laughed. He was the director of Xihe City West Branch, Wang Bin.

"It would be a pity for the younger classmates to not go to the police academy."

Wang Bin took off his sunglasses and showed a smiling face like Maitreya Buddha. Qin Zhengxun, who was on the other side, kept nodding when he heard this.

Chen Yuan quickly waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "Director Wang has been too rewarded. I am also a blind cat who meets a dead mouse. I have been shaking for almost a week before I find it. Wherever I am, it will be excellent."

As he was talking, the three people behind Qin Zhengxun and Wang Bin also walked up and took the old man out.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan tore off a piece of skin from his neck and handed it to Qin Zhengxun.

The cortex looks transparent, but there is a faint glow under the light.

This is the latest official investigation technology given to him by Qin Zhengxun. As long as it is applied to the skin, it can record everything that happens, and it can be restored as real-life images, and it cannot be detected by any electronic device.

Qin Zhengxun solemnly took it, took out a box and put it in, and then put the box into his inner pocket.

Looking at this scene, Wang Bin's smiling face became very serious and said in a deep voice: "Then, little classmate, I will continue to rely on you next."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan let out a heavy "hmm" and nodded.

Qin Zhengxun said nothing and patted Chen Yuan on the shoulder, with inspiration and appreciation in his eyes.

After doing this action, Qin Zhengxun walked out of the house with Wang Bin without looking back.

Chen Yuan also lowered his head and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Finally, I caught your little tail, Mo Xianxian.

All this starts from the day Chen Yuan left Tianmo Building.

After he gave up searching for the burned houses, he immediately rushed back to Linjiang City without stopping.

Because only when he meets the senior police officers in Linjiang City again, the things he submitted can be taken seriously.

Fortunately, Qin Zhengxun had long been investigating the "Shadow" organizational records brought out by Chen Yuan from Shanhai Pavilion, among which the archives about "sts" were listed as the top priority.

When Chen Yuan came to him and handed over the syringe, the experienced Qin Zhengxun immediately linked the two things. After all, this kind of technology would not exist in China.

First, because of insufficient psychic technology, and second, because all domestic psychic factories are always under the close supervision of the government, it is impossible for small workshops to produce such terrifying potions and mass production.

The only one who can make such a bad potion abroad is "sts", the Wings of Satan.

So Qin Zhengxun was preparing to contact the public security of Xihe City to jointly launch an investigation. Wang Bin also arrived in Linjiang City that afternoon, and Chen Yuan disclosed the information about Mo Xianxian and his current plans with Mo Sheng.

Qin Zhengxun immediately clapped his hands to agree that this was indeed a clever plan to lead a snake out of the hole.

However, Wang Bin asked Chen Yuan to prove the connection between Mo Xianxian and the potion first, rather than relying on seemingly reliable guesses. Otherwise, Xihe City would not cooperate with Chen Yuan's actions, but would conduct an investigation by itself.

So Chen Yuan had no choice but to return to Xihe City and start with the clues at the beginning again. However, this time he had the source of information provided by Wang Bin and locked in the owner of the original house. He was a drug dealer, but he had died in the fire.

Follow the line of the drug dealer's social circle

So, there was a week when Chen Yuan was a dark night policeman in Xihe City.

As for Linjiang City, Qin Zhengxun has made great efforts to investigate and Chen Yuan doesn’t need to worry.

However, just in case, Chen Yuan called Lao Yuan, explained the situation of the medicine, and asked him to assist him underground.

Old Yuan, who had a strong sense of territory, agreed without saying a word, constantly providing information to Chen Yuan, and Chen Yuan informed Qin Zhengxun.

This made Qin Zhengxun a little puzzled.

Why are the progress of the group of police officers under my command not as fast as Chen Yuan?

Later, Qin Zhengxun attributed this question to Ma Tengyun. After all, Ma Tengyun was Chen Yuan’s younger brother, and he would definitely want to give the credit to Chen Yuan, and he was not interested in contacting the official.

Poor innocent Ma Tengyun was once again labeled as ubiquitous and took the blame for Old Yuan.

When Chen Yuan finally found out who sold this thing to the drug dealer, he immediately notified Qin Zhengxun and Wang Bin.

As soon as they met, Qin Zhengxun taught Chen Yuan the high-tech investigation equipment he had worked hard to apply for without saying a word. Wang Bin, who looked at it, was very jealous.

After the time was finalized, the previous things happened.

Chen Yuan didn't stay in the room for long. He knew that the movement would soon be known by Mo Xianxian.

Moreover, Mo Xianxian probably guessed that it was done by herself, and now she bets on who has more trump cards and who is more angry.

But Mo Xianxian shouldn't have guessed that she had been exposed in front of Chen Yuan and others. After all, there were too few people who knew that these things were related to her, and the old man should be affiliated with "sts", so his tone must be very strict.

In fact, after the disappearance of the three bodyguards, Mo Xianxian should focus on Chen Yuan.

But no one noticed that a woman who had been hiding for so long, her past confidence would probably prevent her from doing unnecessary things.

So from beginning to end, Mo Xianxian has always been the single purpose, killing Mo Ru.

If Chen Yuan hadn't inferred from Meng Yuanhua's mouth, I'm afraid he and Mo Ru would have naively thought that the Mo family's affairs had ended.

What Chen Yuan had to do next is wait.

After Wang Bin arranged everything, he and Mo Sheng went on stage to perform. As soon as he went out of the Hongmen banquet, he saw Mo Xianxian, whether he believed in Mo Ru's death or not.

How can I make Mo Xianxian confess if I believe it?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan slowly walked out of Guiya's mouth and wrapped himself tightly again.

Half a month after Chen Yuan left Tianmo Building, Mo Ru's death was finally admitted by Mo Sheng personally.

But it was not half a month ago, but three days ago, Mo Ru, who was seriously injured, failed to hold on and passed away.

Before the old lady passed away, the Mo family welcomed a white incident where a white-haired man gave birth to a black-haired man.

Those who heard this news, whether they had grudges or had a good relationship with the Mo family, were sympathetic to the experiences of the Mo family.

At this time, when I recalled the previous engagement banquet, I felt so ridiculous when I said it.

During this period, there were constant rumors and all kinds of speculations pointed to Mo Shaohui who had made harsh words, but Mo Sheng did not move any and no one dared to make a conclusion.

It was not until Chen Yuan, who disappeared, that Mo Shaohui, who was at the forefront, was replaced.

But just like the sudden disappearance before, Chen Yuan stopped moving after returning to Tianmo Building.

Just as all parties were speculating about what Chen Yuan had been doing in the past half month, Mo Sheng informed the outside world of Mo Ru's funeral time.

All the rumors came to an abrupt end, and the matter was decided. No matter how much discussion was discussed, it would be better to wait until the funeral day to verify it.

And what everyone cares most is that if the old lady doesn’t hold on to Mo Ru’s death, then who will inherit the power of the Mo family?

Is it Mo Ashui, the son of Mo Shaohui, the most suspected? Or Mo Ke, the son of the fourth brother?

All of this should be concluded at this funeral.

Mo Ru’s funeral was not very grand, but all the well-known figures in Xihe City arrived.

Chen Yuan stood at the door of the funeral home with a blank expression, watching all kinds of people passing by, shook hands and hugged Mo Sheng, and nodded numbly, and words like "sadness" kept ringing in his ears.

But I was thinking about something in my mind: Will Mo Xianxian not come?

To be honest, Mo Sheng and his plan were very lucky. What if Mo Xianxian really didn't come, but would wait until everything was settled and then secretly picked up the results of the battle?

But now that things have come to this point, he and Mo Sheng can only continue to perform.

Suddenly, the crowd was in an uproar, and the people in front gave in one way.

The visitors were Mo Shaohui, the second son of the Mo family, and Mo Wencheng, the youngest son of the Mo family.

"What is Mo Laoer doing? Aren't he afraid that Mo Sheng will turn against him on the spot?"

"You don't know this, right? Even if it was made by Mo Lao Er, the Mo family cannot be slutty on the surface. No matter how angry Mo Sheng is, he can't beat Mo Lao Er in front of everyone, unless he really doesn't want to stay in Mo's family."

"Then isn't he afraid of Chen Yuan? Many people say that Chen Yuan has gone to find clues during this period."

"Hey, didn't it mean it was an attack by monsters?"

"Haha, do you really believe it?"

Everyone kept talking in a low voice, but the people in the words seemed to have no response as if they had not heard it.

"Brother, let me be sad and follow the changes." Mo Shaohui walked forward first, held Mo Sheng's unreachable hand with a sad look on his face, and shook it gently.

Mo Sheng stared at him for a while and found the joke in Mo Shaohui's eyes, knowing that this scene was not hidden from his second brother.

Seeing this, Mo Sheng nodded gently, which was considered an answer.

After Mo Shaohui passed Mo Sheng, he walked to Chen Yuan and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Chen Yuan, which fish do you want to catch?"

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows, and he knew that he could not hide it from Mo Shaohui. After all, when Mo Shaohui left that day, he saw the intact Mo Ru.

So Chen Yuan also said in a low voice: "Old jackal, why do you think I will tell you?"

Chen Yuan thought that Mo Shaohui's seemingly surrendered behavior was simply to cover up his ambitions. Once Mo Ru died, the beneficiary on the surface was Mo Shaohui.

But Mo Shaohui knew that Mo Ru was not dead, so he could guess that there was an enemy. He would definitely wait and see the tiger's fight, and even put down the wrong ones.

Hearing this, Mo Shaohui's body froze for a moment, and then returned to normal. He stood up straight, sorted out his formal clothes, patted Chen Yuan's shoulder, smiled playfully, and entered the venue.

When Mo Sheng shook hands with the last Mo Wencheng, Mo Sheng finally asked in a low voice.

"Where is your third sister?"

Mo Wencheng didn't think too much, but just thought that Mo Sheng felt that Mo Xianxian had not come yet. He was a little puzzled and said on the spot: "The third sister said she would be a little later, and there was something to do at the moment, but she would catch up."

Mo Sheng nodded and patted Mo Wencheng on the back. When Mo Wencheng missed his body, he whispered: "Wencheng, you should be more careful."

Mo Wencheng's body stiffened and looked at Mo Sheng's back with a strange look.

Is this saying I'm insincere?
Chapter completed!