Although Ye Han was not killed by me, it is also related to me, and I sent someone to do it! Also, I don't think the Ye family will suspect you at all, don't you even believe that Ye Han will die so easily?"

Fang Ming let out a thoughtful sigh, thought about it, and quickly asked again.

"Uncle Naqi, will they suspect you, are you so confident that you won't be caught by them?"

Qi Yaohui smiled again.

"I don't think it's going to happen for the time being......"

"Oh, that's fine, Uncle Qi, you are too powerful, you solved Ye Han so quickly, just to help me drag the Ye family......"

Qi Yaohui smiled but did not speak.

Soon, the two exchanged pleasantries again and hung up the phone with each other.

……

Meanwhile.

Yip's Group Building.

Ye Qingyun sat on the chair with a pale face. His two green tendons bulged, and his big wrinkled hands kept shaking.

He's such a son!

God, you're so ruthless, you're ......

The loss of a son in old age, what a sorrow, how desolate, and how unkind......

He was secretly sad for a long time, and Fauber stayed by his side after returning from running errands outside, without saying a word. Just like the tacit understanding before, quietly waiting by his side.

He was grieving all the time, and by his age, there were no tears anymore, but his heart was weeping, even dripping blood......

He finally came back to his senses, took a few deep breaths, and then looked up at Fauber with his cloudy eyes under his wrinkled forehead.

"Fauber, how is the investigation going? ”

In fact, he almost already knew the answer, and it had been an hour or two since Fauber came in, and he had almost not opened his mouth to comfort him, and stood aside with him without saying a word.

Fauber shook his head.

"I ...... The surveillance in that building has long been hacked, and there is nothing in the surveillance for the last hour, and now the only thing that is certain is that the murderer is the young master who assassinated him on the rooftop of the Rong Hotel building......"

"We must continue to investigate this matter, no matter what method is used, whether it is to investigate all the surveillance around us, we must continue to investigate. ”

Ye Qingyun's tone was calm, and he said in a weak voice.

The anger he had just had, along with the grief he had just had, slowly and quickly re-hid in the depths of his heart.

What he has to do now is to adjust his condition quickly, find the murderer as soon as possible, and avenge Han'er!

After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he looked at Fu Bo.

Fu Bo looked at Ye Qingyun with guilt in his eyes, and quickly nodded heavily.

"Please rest assured, I will do this matter myself and help the young master find out the real murderer!"

After hearing this, Ye Qingyun quickly turned around, turned his back to Fu Bo, waved his hand, and motioned for him to retreat......

……

Meanwhile.

On the train hundreds of kilometers away from Tiannan City.

The eighteenth sent several messages to the thirty-eighth, that is, his junior brother, while reporting that his actions were unusually smooth, and teasing him, saying that he would wait for him, and the two of them would be able to wash their hands in the future, but they would be dead.

However, the text message he sent three hours ago has not been replied to until now, and a bit of bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

Although it is common for those who do their job to lose contact, the junior brother clearly said that his task today is simpler, which is to guard the target and go out, and then kill it in one fell swoop.

It stands to reason that if the junior brother is still guarding now, he should be able to take a break and reply to him with a text message first.

If you don't defend it, you should have successfully killed it, or if you didn't succeed in retreating, you will reply to his text message.

But now, he had waited for three hours, and there was still no news.

He has always been calm and steady, and his heart is like stopping water, this time he suddenly felt like sitting on a needle carpet, fidgeting, and his buttocks seemed to have hemorrhoids, constantly writhing around.

He bought a hard seat, which made a woman in her thirties next to him stare at him and glared at him fiercely, thinking that he was trying to rub his ass and take advantage of himself.

Soon he saw her eyes next to him, and after realizing a little, No. 38 simply stood up directly, and soon went straight to the toilet in the carriage.

Then he walked into the toilet, stuck in the deadbolt of the door, thought about it, and took out his mobile phone and called his junior brother.

In the eight years since he entered the industry, only No. 38 is left for his brothers and sisters who are still holding on.

And he also likes No. 38 very much, the two of them have been very good friends since they entered the organization training from the beginning, they have a good temper with each other, and they talk very well.

When he heard about the little wish of the thirty-eighth this morning, he quickly resonated with him, and thought that it must be a good thing to go into seclusion with him.

So much so that after he successfully shot and evacuated just now, during the three hours of sitting on the train, he kept thinking about how happy the two of them would be in the future - they each established each other's families, and then they had children, of course, if they were of the same sex, they would marry, and if they were of the opposite sex, they would have a baby, and the two children would definitely be childhood sweethearts......

In just a few hours, he seemed to have planned the second half of the lives of the two of them, and he always had a rare happy smile on his face.

It wasn't until later, when there was no news from his junior brother, that he became more and more panicked.

The phone kept beeping, dialing the junior brother's mobile phone.

At this moment, although he was in the toilet on the side of the train carriage, his ears were full of clanging crashes and the sound of wind that had already whirred...... All sorts of gibble sounds, but he could still faintly hear them...... Oh no, he felt his heart beating violently.

It was a nervousness that had never been felt before, even more nervous than he had ever been before when he had shot in all sorts of sinister situations.

"Hello, your call is currently unanswered. Sorry……”

For a moment, his mind went blank, and he quickly pressed the back button, and then dialed it again, hoping to connect this time.

Toot ~ Toot ~ Toot ~

"Hello, the number you dialed ......"

Soon, Eighteen quickly hung up the phone, put it back in his pocket, and forced himself not to continue conjecture, even though he seemed to know the answer......

He gasped heavily, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and his ears were filled with all kinds of noises from the train.

After a while, he finally accepted the result, and the tears from the corners of his eyes slipped silently and dripped in the toilet......

For the first time, he lamented the injustice of fate...... Happiness seems to be right in front of you, just a little bit, and it's within reach.

But God just won't give it to him......