"They have a scary amount of a.p.g. in their blood! Judging from the residue extracted from their stomachs, it can be concluded that the murderer mixed a.p.g into the food of the deceased, but the amount of adulteration was quite large, so in just six days, they reached the level of organ depletion! ”

Song Zongji said this, his tone was a little low, obviously he couldn't bear the murderer to kill the girl so much. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Did you find anything in the stomach of the deceased other than A.P.G? For example, undigested food scraps and the like, you won't find this one in this autopsy, right? ”

Han Yiren's estimate of the degree of psychopathology of the murderer has increased a lot, and at the same time, the idea of arresting him in his heart has become more and more urgent, at this time, he is not only to complete the task, but also to the anger and pity for the two flower girls who were destroyed and died, and the firmer his belief, the calmer he becomes!

"In addition to the a.p.g., there were some chicken and rice residues, and according to the degree of digestion, the deceased must have eaten enough for a short time, and then died of organ depletion due to the stimulation of a large amount of a.p.g.

I took those food residues for laboratory testing and comparison, and it can basically be judged to be ginseng chicken soup. ”

Song Zongji paused and continued: "Regarding a.p.g., if you want to check, it's best to check the gray channels, after all, all regular stores of banned drugs in the world can't buy them. ”

After communicating, Han Yiren hung up the phone thoughtfully, and after a while, he said, "Investigator Cui, you go out with me!" Investigator Park, you go and check the three cars, the focus is on the Mercedes! ”

After telling him, Han Yiren took Cui Zhiyong and left the district prosecutor's office quickly.

Although Choi Ji-yong didn't know where Han Yi-in planned to take him, he didn't plan to ask questions.

He was a stuffy gourd, and he didn't speak after getting in the car, while Han Yiren was concentrating on driving, and the accelerator under his feet never let go, and his Aston Martin was like a phantom across the streets of Seoul.

At this time, he didn't care about whether he ran a red light or not, it was half past two in the morning, and before three o'clock he had to rush to a place to meet someone, and that person would be a key factor in solving the case!

Around a calm person like Cui Zhiyong, sitting in Han Yiren's car with full horsepower, he was also so frightened that his face turned blue, and he grabbed the handle with both hands.

"Squeak!!

Han Yiren flicked his tail, Aston Martin's tires scratched a few long black marks on the ground, curling white smoke rose from the tires, and a pungent smell of burnt smell filled the air, the Aston Martin stopped steadily at the door of a splendid nightclub, and the black suit thugs gathered in front of the door were scattered by this rampant speed, and they did not dare to move around the car.

"Smack!"

Han Yiren walked down first, followed by Cui Zhiyong, who had a pale old face, and when he looked up to see where he was, his face turned even paler, and he quietly approached Han Yiren and pulled the corner of his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Prosecutor Han, this is the night headquarters of the Pan-Western Gang, what are you doing here?" ”

Then he saw Han Yiren's expressionless face, thinking that he had died and did not understand the horror of the Pan-Western Gang, so he opened his mouth to admonish: "Prosecutor Han, this Pan-Western Gang is not like those small societies that fight and make trouble, their leader Jintai Village..."

"I know!" Han Yiren didn't wait for Cui Zhiyong to finish speaking, then waved his hand to interrupt: "Just follow me in." ”

South Korea's gangsters do have a lot of power, although it is not as open and honest as Japan, but because of South Korea's special social environment and the disparity between the rich and the poor, the profiteering industry of usury has developed extremely rapidly, and nourished the continuous birth and development of the gangs.

The South Korean government can only suppress its development after suppressing it, but there is a saying that money and power must be equal, the development of the gang is suppressed by the government, and the various political factions in South Korea are in urgent need of money, and over time the two have reached a strange cooperation model, the ruling party is full of suppression of the gang, and the opposition party is to provide shelter to obtain money.

In this strange cooperation model, the gang gradually began to transform and develop, not limited to the loan shark industry, but also began to involve real estate, entertainment industry, smuggling, etc., and gained a lot of power.

Now Han Yiren's Pan-Western Gang is one of the largest gangs in Seoul, South Korea, which made a fortune from loan sharks, and then opened a large number of entertainment venues, almost monopolizing more than half of the smuggling channels in Seoul!

If you want to find out who the murderer is, Han Yiren must meet the Pan-Western Gang in Seoul!

After all, Han Yiren is the son of the prosecutor general, and the noise he made at the door just now is quite big, and there are always one or two discerning people in the Pan-Western Gang, and as soon as he walked into the nightclub, he was invited to the largest private room on the second floor.

"Please wait!" Han Yiren was about to push the door in, but was stopped by a strong man with a huge body and a hideous scar on his face.

Han Yiren raised his eyebrows, glanced at him indifferently, and did not speak, Cui Zhiyong behind him clenched his palms into a fist like a great enemy, staring at the strong man, and had the momentum of starting without saying a word.

"If you want to call Boss Jin, hand over the gun on your body first!" The strong man was unimpressed by Cui Zhiyong's hostility, and reached out to probe Han Yiren's ribs where he put the gun.

"Huh."

Han Yiren sneered, raised his left arm and rolled it up against the strong man's arm, and the muscles of his right hand rose up and struck a backhand blow at the strong man!

There was a loud bang! The strong man who was knocked back by a blow couldn't stop his steps and directly slammed the door of the private room open, and he fell directly to the ground and fainted without shelter behind him.

The people in the private room were startled, the flowery women screamed repeatedly, and the gang members took out their pistols and pointed them at the door.

"It's not a wise choice to pull out so many guns in front of the prosecutor, right? Jintai Village! Han Yiren walked in, completely ignoring the seven or eight guns aimed at him, and walked in front of Jintai Village and poured himself a glass of wine.

Cui Zhiyong, who followed in, saw the tense atmosphere in the private room, and turned the gun head to aim at his three black gun heads, and couldn't help but jump his eyelids.

He really admires Han Yiren's courage now, and he dares to swagger in front of Jintai Village to pour himself a drink after being pointed at so many guns!

"Alright, put the gun away, you think it's a movie? Pull out a gun at every turn?! Jin Taicun, who was sitting on the sofa in the middle, waved his hand and scolded, and then pointed to the fallen strong man and said: "Let's see if the third son is dead, if he is not dead, he will be sent to the hospital, you all go out, I have something to talk about!" ”