PS: Chapter 3, asking for a monthly pass, I'm working on it, everyone, don't give up on me

Meanwhile, at the other end of New York, the interior of Osben.

The shareholders' meeting has just ended.

An oriental man hurriedly rushed out of the conference room, followed by a middle-aged blonde man, "Wait for me, Yan Sheng, wait for me......"

He quickly caught up with the Dongfang man and said, "I know you weishenme will be so angry, but what you have to do now is to calm down, calm down, Yan Sheng, anger doesn't play any role at this time?" ”

"Calm down, haha, how calm do you tell me."

Yan laughed angrily, "They can also agree to this kind of ridiculous thing, it's ridiculous to the extreme, Mark, do you want to be in the same boat with them?" He glared angrily at his friend.

"Why, if I were in the same boat, I wouldn't have supported you at the meeting."

The middle-aged blonde man comforted his friend, "You should know that they are powerful, although you and I are both shareholders, but the total shares are only nine percent of me, even if we join forces, we can't fight them." ”

"But as long as we don't sign it, no one can let that ridiculous thing pass, not even them!" Yan Sheng saw it very thoroughly, the two of them walked side by side in the corridor, Yan Sheng's angry appearance made the passing staff silent, for fear of harming the pond fish.

"Yes, as long as we don't sign, no one can carry out this experiment, but Yan Sheng, is this really good? This is a great event for the benefit of society. ”

"For the benefit of society?" Yan Sheng sneered and said: "To benefit society, we must sacrifice some people. ”

"But they all deserve to die."

"But the law has punished them." Yan Sheng interrupted Mark's words with a wave of his hand, "I know you're moved, Mark." But I want to warn you, reject such absurdity. Not only for the sake of justice and the law, but also so that you will not be tormented by this kind of thing in the future and cannot sleep day and night. And for your own conscience! ”

Say, he quickened his pace, and Yang Chang left.

Mark stood in place, looked at his friend who disappeared around the corner with a complicated face, and muttered, "You're right, Yan Sheng, but the right person may not end well." ”

Bang!

Ten minutes later, a runaway truck smashed a limousine on the road, killing the driver and passengers on the spot. This sudden traffic accident quickly attracted the police, and the road was blocked along the way.

When several police officers carried the deceased out of the car, the deceased's face was blurred, his limbs were twisted, and his death was horrific.

"I can't imagine it......" A policeman saw the appearance of the deceased and said to his colleagues: "I have been doing it for more than ten years, but I have never seen such a miserable death, this car accident is too appalling." ”

A young man who had just graduated from the police academy threw up when he saw the dead body.

The old policeman patted him on the back. "You have to get used to it as soon as possible, what we have the most contact with in this line is all kinds of corpses, young people, yes. Has the identity of the deceased been clarified? ”

"Investigating." A policeman replied.

"Hurry up, and after the investigation is clear, let his family know."

Ten minutes later. Wen Li, who was working at a law firm, received a phone call, "Are you Ms. Wen Li?" ”

"Yes. I am, who are you? ”

"We are police. We found your husband's car on a highway where he collided with an out-of-control truck and died instantly, and we hope you can come and claim the family. ”

"What!!" Wen Li stood on the spot, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground with a click.

"Ms. Wen Li, Ms. Wen Li?" The voice of the police was still heard on the phone.

Wen Li hurriedly picked up the phone, but her tears were like gushing springs, bursting down the embankment, "Yes, I'm here." She cried and said, "My husband...... Husband, where is he now? ”

The policeman was silent for a moment, gave an address, and said, "Please mourn, ma'am." ”

"I ...... I ......"

When Yan Xiaobei received this call, it was close to noon, and when he was about to end class, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and the teacher was angry on the spot.

"I should have said that you have to turn off your phone when you go to class, Nantian. Yan, did you listen to me! ”

"I'm sorry, teacher."

After Yan Xiaobei hung up the phone, within a minute, the phone rang again, and the teacher on the podium looked at Yan Xiaobei with the eyes of a dead man, as if to say that you are dead.

Yan Xiaobei frowned when he saw that it was Wen Li's call.

"Get out." The teacher pointed to the door, "Get out of here immediately, get out!! He roared.

Yan Xiaobei walked out of the classroom and answered the phone, Wen Li's crying voice came into Yan Xiaobei's ears, "Yan, where are you?" ”

"I'm at school, Wen Li." Yan Xiaobei said. "What happened?"

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry to disturb you at this time, but I don't know what to do now, Yan, my dear is dead, your father, Yan Sheng is dead."

"What?"

Yan Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, his son died yesterday, and today Lao Tzu died, this family should not be targeted by anyone, Yan Xiaobei's brows jumped slightly, and he thought about it seriously.

It seems that Yan Nantian's death yesterday was by no means as simple as an accident.

"Where are you now?" Yan Xiaobei asked.

"On Tenth Avenue."

"I know, you are waiting for me here, I will come immediately, there is no need to inform Vina and Weiwei about this matter for the time being, I will be there immediately, Wen Li, don't go away."

Yan Xiaobei hung up the phone, left the college, took a taxi, and rushed to Tenth Avenue as fast as possible.

The entrance to the street has been blocked, the crowd has been dispersed, and the yellow cordon is forbidden to pass, Yan Xiaobei got out of the car and communicated with the police for a while, saying that he was the son of the victim before he was allowed to enter.

"Excuse me, young man." Hearing that Yan Xiaobei was the son of the victim, the police patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.

Yan Xiaobei saw Wen Li. She knelt on the ground, and in front of her was a corpse hidden by a white cloth. With his hands over his mouth, tears flowed down his face.

Yan Xiaobei walked over and helped her up. Wen Li cried very sadly, lying on the shoulders of her shoulders, her body kept twitching, it seemed that she really loved her husband.

The happy family was shattered in an instant because of Yan Sheng's death.

Yan Xiaobei didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

He doesn't have much sense of belonging to this family, he just plays the role of Yan Nantian, and one day he will leave this family and change back to his original self.

But this family has been completely torn apart. If they leave, how should the three women live.

Yan Xiaobei felt that since he had used Yan Nantian's body, he had to help these three women, at least let them get out of this crisis. Both father and son are dead, they must have offended someone and been targeted by some organization.

Yan Xiaobei comforted the crying Wen Li, looked at the body of the deceased, and died a miserable death. It can even be said that it is miserable.

"I heard from the police that there was an out-of-control truck that hit it, and his car was knocked out of the way." Wen Li stopped crying and said in a choked voice.

"God, this is weishenme in the end. weishenme tormenting us? ”

"I don't believe in God." Yan Xiaobei said: "I want to watch the video!" ”

There are cameras at the intersection of Tenth Avenue, and you can clearly see the picture when the incident happened, under Yan Xiaobei's strong request. The police called up the video and showed it to Yan Xiaobei.

The time shown above is a little over an hour ago.

Yan Sheng's car entered Tenth Avenue. At the turn, a truck came across the other road. It was out of control and slammed into Yan Sheng's car.

The truck crushed Yan Sheng's sedan with a powerful liliang, slamming his car against the wall, and the out-of-control truck slammed into his car, nearly crushing his car into meat sauce.

Such a terrifying car accident was enough to kill Yan Sheng.

In fact, his corpse was distorted into a human shape on all four limbs, and he could no longer die, even the driver.

"It's murder."

After watching the video, Yan Xiaobei said something that made all the police officers angry.

"Really?" The young policeman who saw the mess of Yan Sheng's body came over and asked, "How do I think it was a traffic accident, and we also questioned the driver, he was driving fatigue and fell asleep in the car." ”

"Drowsy driving? No, it's murder, and it's orchestrated. ”

Yan Xiaobei insisted on his own opinion.

The old policeman didn't understand that Yan Xiaobei Weishenme would insist so much that it was murder, "Do you have any evidence?" ”

"It's simple." Yan Xiaobei smiled slightly and said, "Last night, I was almost killed, and today my father died, how can there be such a coincidence, what do you think?" ”

"What?" The police looked at each other.

The young policeman said, "Is it true that you were assaulted last night?" ”

"That's right, I was almost killed last night, but I can't remember who it was, probably temporary amnesia."

The police became more and more confused, thinking that Yan Xiaobei was joking.

A policeman comforted Yan Xiaobei, "I know your father is dead, and you are sad, but this kind of joke is not funny at all." ”

"I'm not kidding, I was almost killed last night, and I guess someone will attack us next, I think you'd better be mentally prepared, it shouldn't be an easy matter."

Yan Xiaobei threw down this sentence and turned around and left here, leaving behind a group of suspicious policemen.

"Do you think he's joking?" A police officer said.

The young policeman shook his head, "I don't think so. ”

The old policeman sighed and said, "If he hadn't lied, this matter would have been very troublesome." ”

If this seemingly flawless traffic accident is really a murder, then the perpetrator must be a very cunning guy.

Such a person is really hard to mess with. (To be continued......)