Chapter 42: The Richest Man.

It rained at dusk, autumn rain, an autumn rain and a cold.

The weather is really getting cooler, Ye Bingyin stood in the hotel room and looked around blankly, they had actually come to Hangzhou for a summer, but they didn't have much to gain.

Xiao Batian came and didn't show up, which made him feel very strange, what was Xiao Batian's purpose in doing this? Did he want to find the bronze mirror by himself?

In fact, when Ye Bingyin said that sentence to An Zi, he had already used both soft and hard, if Xiao Batian wanted to play any conspiracy, Ye Bingyin was confident that he could find him at any time.

When night came, it was pitch black outside, and all you could see was the houses with almost lights on in the distance, and all you could hear was the sound of rain.

Killing people on such a rainy night should be a good choice, Ye Bingyin doesn't know how he has such an idea, he is on a rainy day, he has this kind of thought, he only hopes that this time his idea will not work.

On a dark and rainy night, a black cat ran desperately on the street, it seemed to smell blood, it wanted to taste the deliciousness, it came to the wall of a house, the rain was still falling, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and finally almost drenched the black cat, but the black cat was still lying on the wall and looking at everything that happened in the house.

One person was talking to another, their voices were so low that they didn't even turn on the lights, but then the other man suddenly stabbed the man, and the man fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

The black cat wanted to rush over immediately and suck the blood on the ground, but it didn't dare, it seemed to be frightened by the momentum of the murderer, who didn't leave after the killing, he sat in the room, as if waiting for something?

The black cat couldn't wait, maybe it was too hungry, or maybe the blood was too tempting for him, and it rushed into the room desperately, and it licked the blood of the deceased, and it kept licking and licking until the murderer's wound stopped bleeding.

The murderer smiled slightly, thinking that he was ready, and then kicked the black cat to death, and finally picked up the black dead cat and left the room.

At this time, the room was filled with the smell of blood, which lingered in the room for a long time, in stark contrast to the cold air outside.

The next day's sunshine was very good, and the whole Hangzhou was illuminated with a strange serenity, and all kinds of vendors in the streets and alleys had already begun their busy day.

After Ye Bingyin got up, he was pulled out of the room by Di Yun, his expression was very flustered, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

"What's wrong with you? Even if it's a dead person, don't be in such a hurry! Ye Bingyin asked teasingly, good-looking:.

"It's a dead man!" Di Yun said it very seriously, he didn't have time to joke with Ye Bingyin.

Ye Bingyin was shocked, the rainy night was really a good time to murder, but why did he always think of murder on a rainy night?

"As a police detective, you should see dead people all the time! Why are you so alarmed? Ye Bingyin was still a little puzzled, dead people were ordinary things for them detectives.

"This person who was killed is not simple, he is the richest person in Hangzhou!"

Ye Bingyin said with a smile: "What's strange about this, the poor may be killed, of course the rich may also be killed, you can't be so nervous about his death because he is a rich man!" ”

Di Yun was already angry when he heard Ye Bingyin say this, he sighed long, and then said: "The impact of his death on society will be huge, if his factory closes, many of your so-called poor people are afraid that they will be even poorer, afraid that they will starve!" ”

Ye Bingyin only understood the seriousness of the matter at this time, so he asked, "Who is the person who died!" ”

"Fu Wansan, the richest man in Hangzhou!"

Ye Bingyin smiled when he heard this name, he knew that there was a rich Shen Wansan in history, he had met a rich child Shen Wansi on the train, and now he met a richest man in Hangzhou, Fu Wansan, it seems that the people who are involved with this 10,000 characters are rich people!

"How did he die!" Ye Bingyin felt that he shouldn't joke anymore now, so he suddenly asked very seriously.

Di Yun sighed and said, "I died in my bedroom, I died last night, but we encountered a very strange thing, the wound was as if it had been sucked by a vampire!" ”

After Di Yun finished speaking, Ye Bingyin asked with some surprise: "I was sucked by a vampire with blood, how do you say this!" ”

Di Yun wanted to describe it, but he didn't know how to describe it for a while, and he finally had to say, "You can go with me to see that wound!" ”

Ye Bingyin became interested in this case, since Xiao Batian did not appear, then he didn't need to rush to find the half-square bronze mirror, he could go with Di Yun first to see this vampire sucking blood.

The home of the richest man in Hangzhou is indeed different, it is a lot of big mansions, the facilities in it are very quaint, there are also popular, there are small bridges and flowing water, there is also a big natural hot spring, there are rockeries, there are all kinds of trees, and even there are all kinds of birds.

It was the first time Ye Bingyin had seen such a magnificent, palace-like villa.

The richest man deserves to be the richest man, and the richest man's home is different, and when Ye Bingyin saw this, he began to feel sad for Fu Wansan's death, he had so much money, and he couldn't enjoy it anymore after he died.

Di Yun had already secured the scene, and after they walked in, they found that there were people standing in front of the door, they were all Fu Wansan's relatives, some were his sons, daughters-in-law, and some were his relatives at the side door, Ye Bingyin was also a little shocked when he saw so many people.

However, what shocked Ye Bingyin even more was that when he saw Fu Wansan's wound, his wound was already white, and there was no trace of blood, not even blood in the blood vessels.

The wound is on the side of the neck, it is a very small wound, but it doesn't look like it's bitten by teeth, so it doesn't make sense to say that it's a vampire sucking blood, but the wound on Fu Wansan's neck is indeed sucked white, what the hell is going on.

Ye Bingyin took a closer look, there was a string of blood around Fu Wansan, the blood sleeve was a little terrifying, and this string of blood actually followed Fu Wansan's corpse all the way to the door, if it hadn't rained last night, they would definitely be able to see a string of blood outside.

What's going on with this string of blood, it doesn't look like the blood on Fu Wansan's body at all! Otherwise, such blood would be impossible, and Fu Wansan was injured outside, and then ran into the room.