Chapter 502: Is there a behind-the-scenes connection

"You mean we can investigate your son......" he paused, "don't think I'm not good, if you don't tell us clearly, we may never find the real culprit behind the scenes, and the threat to your son will always exist, rather than hiding it, it's better to make it public, of course, the choice is yours, I'm just making such a small suggestion." ”

Lin Qiuran covered his face and took a deep breath, "I understand what you mean." ”

The peculiarity of Xia Xing must not be made public! At least for now, it must not be made public, and people's curiosity will see her Xia Xing as a monster, which she can't accept.

If it is not made public, it is impossible to find the real murderer behind the scenes.

Publicly, Xia Xing may attract more pretenders.

Lin Qiuran is difficult to choose between two dilemmas, and she has a splitting headache, what should she do?

The receiving police patted Lin Qiuran on the shoulder and found that her whole body was stiff, "Miss Lin, are you okay?" Your face is not very good, is it uncomfortable? ”

Lin Qiuran shook his head, his red lips were almost bloodless, "It's okay, I'm okay, then what clues have you found now?" ”

The reception inspector sighed and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "As you can see, all the clues are broken, Master Su is very difficult to move, we moved him under a lot of pressure, but he was still bailed out, and as soon as he went out, something like that happened." And the suspects on the other side have been released out of the country by you privately, and you deliberately conceal clues, what else can we do? can only hang for the time being, and there is no clue about the investigation, it is like dancing with shackles, and it is very helpless. ”

Lin Qiuran raised his eyes to look at the receiving police, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Don't say such grievances, you investigate first, at least wait until my son's condition can be stabilized, perhaps, he can provide us with some clues." ”

The reception policeman grabbed his hair, "Miss Lin, you really know how to order us." ”

"Your people's police are not originally for the people, and besides, it doesn't seem to have much effect on you to find out so far, I hope you can at least monitor the suspect first to prevent my son from being in danger again, if my son has any accidents, I will directly use my relationship to let the people from the embassy hold you accountable, don't forget, my son is a foreign national."

The receiving officer almost couldn't hold back his frenzy, "Damn! ”

"Also, do you have any clues about the death of the project manager and the contractor of my husband's company? Although my husband went to investigate it himself, but you can't be too inactive, if the kidnapping case of my son has not progressed for the time being, can you solve this case first? ”

The head of the reception police is about to explode, "The project manager is nowhere to be seen, and the contractor has died mysteriously, and now only the family is left with the old, weak, sick and disabled. ”

Lin Qiuran almost understood the relevant situation, there was no progress in both cases, and both sides of the company's family were in crisis.

A series of events happened in a compact and coincidental manner.

Is it really a coincidence?

Or is someone deliberately planning something behind the scenes?

Could it be Su Lao?

If it was him, was his illness real?

There is also a letter and Lin Xiaoxiao's mouth, which of the second uncles who have never shown up have anything to do with this matter?

Wait a minute!

Lin Qiuran's eyes widened suddenly, and two cold lights flashed suddenly in his eyes, medicine continues to live!

Master Su, Xin, the only thing they have in common is that they like to dig up people's organs! And the fanaticism for Xia Xing's blood!

How could Master Su, a businessman, know so many things that delay his life? For decades, I have been looking for a replaceable organ for myself.

How could Xin be trained to be an executioner who specializes in digging up other people's organs and reselling them to make money?

Is it a coincidence? Or is there some kind of connection behind it?

Lin Qiuran pressed hard against her temples, and a series of questions hit her brain, bombarding his nerve endings one after another, one after another, and the thunderous explosion roared.

What the hell is going on, please?

Will Master Su have some kind of relationship with the second uncle of the letter?

Will there be some kind of relationship between the hypocritical philanthropist who is famous and the business tycoon who was once invincible?

Damn it!

The receiving policeman was stunned and watched Lin Qiuran's expression change in just one minute, and he was simply stunned, "Miss Lin, are you okay?" The look on your face just now...... It's kind of scary. ”

Lin Qiuran stood up suddenly, grabbed his bag and hurriedly shook it off, "I still have something to do, go first." ”

She had to investigate quickly, if there really was a terrible organization behind the scenes, then her Xia Xing would be in danger all the time.

Letter...... Will he know?

Zhao Qichen said that the letter was still under his surveillance, I wonder if he had received the letter and Lin Xiaoxiao's situation?

……

Europe, a country.

A quaint villa on the outskirts.

Shin sat in the back of the sofa dressed in black, looking down at the cappuccino in his hand, the mist emanating from his mouth, and quickly disappeared into the room.

Zhao Qichen sat opposite him, his fingers around the handle of the coffee cup, staring at him with deep eyes.

"You're here anyway." The letter didn't seem to surprise Zhao Qichen to come, and it seemed that he had been waiting for him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with a triumphant smile.

Zhao Qichen's slender fingers tapped the edge of the coffee cup without making a sound.

"You're behind it? You killed the contractor? What about project managers? Shouldn't you kill me too? Zhao Qichen stared at the foam in the coffee cup, and the heart-shaped pattern carefully drawn on it was confused by him.

Xin almost finished drinking a cup of coffee, "I knew that with your ingenuity, you would definitely smell the smell behind it, and sure enough, your dog nose still looked for the taste." ”

Zhao Qichen lowered his eyes, and his low-alcohol voice said big or small, "So, you deliberately exposed the line index to me?" ”

Xin looked down at a photo album, took out a well-preserved old photo from it, and pointed at the little girl on it, "Look, this is a photo of Xiao Xiao when she was a child, how happy she was at that time, with her family who loved her, with me, how good it was for us to be together as a family." ”

Thinking of the events of that year, Xin sighed completely, "But all this ...... It's all ruined! ”

Zhao Qichen glanced at the photo, two children plus a boy and a girl, "Are they Lin's father and Lin's mother?" ”

After drinking the coffee, Xin wanted to pour another cup and refill it, but unfortunately there was no more in the grinder, and his hand was empty all of a sudden, so he had to hold the empty cup and spin it.

Then he was silent for a while, and then turned around where he lived, "Do you know what this place is?" This is where I used to learn anatomy. ”