Bangkok's nights are quiet and hustle and bustle.

It was quiet in the morgue of the police department's forensic laboratory, a deathly silence.

The hustle and bustle is the dance floor hall of the Nine-Tailed Fox Club, where the music is restless, the crowd is restless, and the hormones are also restless.

It is a fact that the owner behind the Nine-Tailed Fox Club is the Arctic Fox.

Although very few people know about it, it does not prevent it from becoming the first preferred destination for night jackals after arriving in Bangkok.

Bakun's death reached the ears of the night jackal almost immediately.

After receiving the news that Bakun had been killed, the night jackal immediately picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of the purple mantis.

When the Purple Mantis picked up the night jackal number, the man was in the medical examiner's office of the Bangkok Police Department.

She casually agreed, and after making an appointment to meet him the next morning, she hung up the phone and went straight to the morgue under the guidance of a police officer.

Inside the morgue, two men in black suits had just put a body into a body bag, and then pushed the body out of the morgue in front of the purple mantis.

"Madam, everything has been done according to your request, and his body will be sent to life as soon as dawn, so it's time for our transaction to be closed."

The police officer who followed behind the purple mantis looked at the corpse on the morgue with a cold smile in his eyes.

"Not bad, where did you find this corpse? There are actually seven points of similarity. ”

The purple mantis looked at the corpse lying on the morgue bed, and there was a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that no one will know about it."

The officer's voice was still cold.

“ok。”

The Purple Mantis nodded, then took out its phone and pressed a button.

The information that had been edited for a long time was sent out immediately.

Five minutes later, at the door of the laboratory morgue, a man with a metal suitcase walked in.

The man handed the suitcase to the police officer next to the Purple Mantis.

The officer opened the suitcase, examined the colorful bills inside, and then smiled a little on his cold face.

"Ma'am, nice to work with."

The officer held out his hand as he spoke.

The Purple Mantis didn't shake his hand, turned around and walked out of the morgue.

"Move on to your plan, fast!"

The purple mantis casually ordered one of his subordinates, and at the same time pulled the car door and got into the car, and then drove away after starting!!

Night, almost dawn.

Whether it's quiet or noisy, it doesn't matter anymore.

When the white of the fish belly in the east is gradually dyed red by the golden sun, a new day has arrived.

This night, there were not many people sleeping peacefully, but Li Yan was one.

The early morning sun shone on the window, and Li Yan's figure had already gotten up early to wash up.

The matter of taking out Bakun has been uploaded to the backstage of the bounty hunter, but it may have been too late yesterday, so Jenny has not made any confirmed moves.

Li Yan is not in a hurry, Bakun is already dead, and there is not much difference between verifying it earlier and verifying it later.

However, the bounty of the ghost crow had already arrived, and it was quickly transferred out by Li Yan.

After breakfast, when Tie Qinglan was about to go out with Li Yan for a walk, the mobile phone in Li Yan's pocket suddenly remembered at this moment.

Li Yan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and then there was a slight doubt in his eyes, because the person who called was Lao Jiu.

Li Yan knows Lao Jiu, and generally speaking, if there is nothing to do, Lao Jiu will not take the initiative to call him.

Thinking of this, Li Yan immediately picked up Lao Jiu's phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, the voice of the old wine immediately came into Li Yan's ears.

"Something happened, Dr. J is dead."

As soon as the news of the old wine fell into Li Yan's ears, it made him instinctively startled.

Dr. J is dead?

Didn't I just go to see it yesterday, and I'm in good health.

"How did Dr. J die?"

Li Yan asked subconsciously.

"It is said that a prison guard shot him."

The explanation of the old wine made Li Yan couldn't help frowning, and the temperature in his eyes was dropping again and again!

"Why did the prison guards kill Dr. J?"

Li Yan knew that in the notorious central prison of the Hilton Hotel in Bangkok, no inmates were allowed to bring anything to the prisoner during any visit.

You are not allowed to bring anything with you, not even a pair of socks.

So, the prisoners there have long forgotten what fresh vegetables taste like.

In other words, if the outsiders want to kill the prisoners inside, bribing the prison guards is the most effective way and means.

Because if you want to buy off the prisoners inside to kill the other prisoners, it's completely impossible.

Now, the prison guards shot Dr. J.

If this incident had happened at any other time, maybe Li Yan would not have had such a big reaction.

Faced with Li Yan's suddenly cold tone, Lao Jiu didn't go around the corner, and told Li Yan everything he had heard.

The version that Old Wine knew, was because Dr. J spat at the prison guard.

The prison guards pulled out their guns and killed him.

Simple and crude, without any superfluous details and reasons.

Just because he spat on the guard.

"What's that guard's name?"

Li Yan knew very well what was going on, so he didn't plan to just listen to the news.

He's going to figure out what's going on.

Dr. J is no ordinary prisoner, he is an S-class felon, who has an Interpol special wanted warrant.

This level is the same level as the ghost crow, and its threat level is definitely no less than that of an ordinary terrorist leader.

Moreover, once Dr. J has the right conditions and environment, the impact he can have will be immeasurable!!

And yet, he just died?

Died at the hands of a prison guard, died in a mouthful of water?

No matter what others think, Li Yan thinks this matter is too nonsense anyway.

Subsequently, Lao Jiu sent the prison guard's information to Li Yan's mobile phone.

There is not much information that can be obtained from the data, and it is just the most basic personal information.

The prison guard, Nanga, was a native of Bangkok.

In addition, there is information such as home address and family relationship.

This information, if you look closely, seems to be similar to what you found at the Bangkok Household Registration Office.

"Qingluan, dig deeper into this information, especially his bank account, I suspect that he was bought."

Li Yan didn't waste time, after getting the information and briefly checking it, he immediately forwarded the information to Tie Qinglan.

After Tie Qinglan received the information, she immediately wrote it down, and at the same time, she immediately started digging deeper.

As Tie Qinglan began to dig deep into Nanjia's information, Li Yan also began to ponder the things Jenny told him yesterday.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

The moment Li Yan thought of Jenny, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

Li Yan glanced at the caller ID, it was Jenny.

However, when Li Yan picked up Jenny's phone with a smile, the voice on the phone made his uncontrollable eyes cold!!