Dean Zhao, who walked to the side of the corpse, first bowed his body, stretched out his head, and took a closer look, he carefully observed what Su Wanwan was referring to, and after a while, he retracted his body, as if conveying some news between his eyebrows, at this time, he exhaled and said, "Why don't you ask Dr. Allen to come and ask now?" In my opinion, this should be a tattoo, and it is engraved with a dragon, but for you police, words like 'should', 'maybe', and 'maybe' are probably not allowed to be the only criterion for judgment. ”

"Okay," Su Wanwan responded, "You let him come over now-"

Dean Zhao took out a walkie-talkie from his waist, twisted it, and then pressed and held a button with his thumb, and while pressing, he shouted: Dr. 008 Allen, come to the morgue No. 89 on the first floor

It was as if Dr. Allen had flown over, but in just three minutes, he was standing at the door of Morgue 89, and at the same time, the eyes of the three fell on Dr. Allen's body in unison, and he was sweating profusely, at least from the beads of sweat that kept sliding down his forehead.

"Dean Zhao, are you looking for me?" The Allen physician said breathlessly.

Dr. Allen is a foreigner, and foreigners speak Chinese with a strange taste. Although he has been in China for more than ten years, there is still a strange taste of Chinese, which can be forgiven, after all, he is handsome.

Let's not talk about his Chinese, just that face that fascinates all beings

So handsome that you have to call the police!

"yes." Dean Zhao replied in a daze.

"You're Dr. Allen?" Su Wanwan subconsciously asked, "Let's stop talking nonsense, come over and see what this is-"

The Allen doctor quickly walked to Su Wanwan's side, and following the direction Su Wanwan was pointing, he just glanced at it lightly, and then blurted out: "NowIcancometotheconclusionthatthisisadragontattoo."

What Dr. Allen said was exactly the same as the answer in Su Wanwan's heart.

"Are you sure?" Su Wanwan asked.

The Allen physician took a deep look at Su Wanwan, and a flash of brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he said firmly, "Believe me, I've done an autopsy—"

Once again, the affirmation made Su Wanwan more confident, as if she had suddenly opened up, she said: "Okay, great."

Su Wanwan asked again: "Can you give me a copy of the autopsy results later?"

"Of course you can, but the report is not in my hand, on my desk, you see"

"It's okay, I'll go over with you and get it, thank you today, Dr. Allen?"

"No thanks, Miss Police, I should." Dr. Allen replied.

Miss? is also called Miss, Su Wanwan really hates this word inexplicably.

However, the foreign man in front of him is really handsome, he is quite handsome, wearing a white coat, very temperamental, but much more handsome than that Sheng Yihan, Su Wanwan thought, however, now is not the time for

"Haole, that's all for today-" Su Wanwan said loudly, and then put her eyes on Sheng Yihan's face, "Officer Sheng, I'll go with this Allen doctor to get the results later, do you wait for me or go back to the police station first?" ”

Who knew that Sheng Yihan didn't think about it and said, "I'll wait for you."

"Okay."

The four of them left the morgue and went upstairs.

Sheng Yihan sat in Su Wanwan's car parked at the entrance of the hospital, waiting for Su Wanwan to come down.

Thinking that there was no shortage of embarrassment in that terrifying morgue today, now that he was sitting in the passenger seat, he regretted it, thinking that he Sheng Yihan should not follow Su Wanwan to any morgue, knowing that he had a bad habit of being afraid of ghosts, and he hit the muzzle of the gun, is this not a joke for Su Wanwan to see herself? It's not okay to be embarrassed in front of anyone, and it's even worse to be embarrassed in front of Su Wanwan

He himself didn't know why he used the word 'more' here in Su Wanwan.

During the period of time with Su Wanwan, he found that he was less and less like himself, much weaker than before - but just in front of this woman, could it be because Su Wanwan was too strong?

Sheng Yihan opened the car window, letting the sun warm and warm, and a gust of breeze hit, which was really refreshing.

In the middle of fascination.

"If you insist on opening the window and sticking your head out, I'm not responsible for what happened?"

This is Su Wanwan's voice, very cold and indifferent.

Sheng Yihan jerked his head over.

Sticking his head out of the car window - is such a cute action what a young owner of the Shengshi Group with a net worth of hundreds of billions should look like? Sheng Yihan, where is your coldness?

It's strange, obviously he is the chief, why do you want to listen to this little girl?

So, in order to avoid the embarrassing atmosphere at the moment, especially the embarrassing atmosphere that was unfavorable to himself, he pretended to ask profoundly: "How is it?" Did you get the result? ”

"Of course I got it, what I asked for Su Wanwan, is there any possibility that they won't give it?"

Sheng Yihan said indifferently: "Police Su, are you getting more and more capable?"

"What?" Su Wanwan was stunned.

"As your boss, when are you going to report to me about why you suddenly came to the hospital today to check on Yang Zetian's body?"

Sheng Yihan's words were clearly defending his majesty as a chief.

Oh no, it should be dignity.

"Okay, who made you my chief," Su Wanwan smiled playfully, "I'll report to you now, it shouldn't be too late, right?" Seeing that Sheng Yihan didn't answer, Su Wanwan continued, "Originally, when you talked about that group of people in Zhang Meng's office, I remembered that the leading fat man had a dragon-like tattoo on his body, I remember that there is such an underworld organization in China, called the Golden Dragon Organization, their boss is called Brother Long, and according to legend, every member of the Golden Dragon Organization has a dragon tattoo on his body."

Sheng Yihan's face was obviously shocked, "So you suspect that Yang Zetian is a member of the Golden Dragon Organization?" ”

"Yes."

"So they attacked the police station at night just to kill Yang Zetian and kill him?"

"Oh, that's right!" Su Wanwan smiled knowingly.

"You and I went together."

Su Wanwan continued to fall into deep thought, "In other words, in fact, this Golden Dragon Organization is the largest drug trafficking gang, but it is not easy to catch them, which is why Yang Zetian's case of illegal drug possession was only dealt with a painless fine two years ago."

As she spoke, Su Wanwan turned red-eyed, "This kind of result, the citizens of Qiancheng are not convinced, and I, Su Wanwan, am not convinced, although I don't know if Mayor Zhang is convinced or not, but I believe that this kind of result must be difficult for him to hide, after all, he is the mayor, and he must take care of the overall situation." So this time, I'm sure there's a 90 percent chance of repeating it."