Wang Ye and Chen Ying walked into the hall, and a middle-aged man with a middle-parted hair walked up, wearing gold wire glasses and looking slightly obscene.

He smiled and shook hands with Chen Ying: "Officer Chen, I'm glad to meet you." ”

Chen Ying looked at the orphans in the hall and said disdainfully, "Mr. Lu, are all these clowns from you?" ”

"Officer Chen, don't look down on them, I have spent a lot of effort to gather all the great gods, this is a serious global detective competition."

"How come there are still children?" Chen Ying looked at the little Lori who walked by in astonishment.

Little Lori stopped and said elegantly: "Sir, I am the detective, he is just my butler." ”

The uncle carrying the bag behind Lori nodded to Chen Ying with a smile.

Chen Ying was speechless, and even more speechless when she saw Kiko who threw a flattering eye at Wang.

At this time, there was a coughing sound from upstairs, so everyone looked upstairs, and the hall was silent for a moment.

An old man in a sixtieth birthday appeared in the corridor on the second floor in a wheelchair, the old man was gray-haired, wearing an oxygen mask on his mouth, and a pair of copper bell eyes were embarrassed, just looking at his face was a ruthless character.

This person is the seventh uncle Wu Zhiyuan, the supreme leader of all Chinese churches in North America, the famous godfather of New York's Chinatown, and the organizer of this detective competition.

Wang also carefully observed the look on his face, and felt that he might die soon, this is a man who has run out of oil and lamps, and the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man is estimated to be unbearable.

Wu Zhiyuan took off his mask and looked downstairs, and said, "Officer Chen, my doctor told me that I have a week left at most, and I hope to find the murderer of Jason before he dies." ”

"Uncle Seven, I understand!" Chen Ying respected Wu Zhiyuan very much, and he didn't dare to speak loudly.

Wu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Let's start." ”

Everyone returned to their seats, and the middle-of-the-road man ran to the podium with a smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Lu Guofu, the godson of the seventh uncle, and at the same time the ......"

"Shut up! Let Officer Chen say! ”

Uncle Seven's wheelchair came downstairs, he was very annoyed by this godson, and he did not hide the disgust in his eyes.

Lu Guofu hurriedly stepped off the stage, and his grandson stood next to Wu Zhiyuan obediently, not even daring to fart from beginning to end.

Wang also knew why Wu Zhiyuan hated Lu Guofu, and probably regarded Lu Guofu as the mastermind of Wu Zhihao's murder.

The Wu family has thousands of family wealth, an old family owner who is about to die, and a godson and grandson who are waiting to inherit the property.

If the grandson is murdered, everyone will suspect the godson, because the godson is the biggest beneficiary when the grandson dies.

Chen Ying raised the NYPD file bag in his hand and said, "Listen, for the sake of Uncle Seven, this is the first and last time to share police information with you, I will only talk about it once!" ”

She picked up a flip pen and turned on the projector, and a photo of the murder scene appeared on the screen, and the body in the photo was Wu Zhihao.

In the crowd, Tang Ren found Qin Feng who had gone and returned, and shouted excitedly: "Old Qin, if you don't leave, I know that you can't bear me, haha......"

Chen Ying's words were interrupted, and people turned their heads to look at Tang Ren.

Wang also hated this person, and he had no quality at all when he yelled in public, and he lost all the faces of the Chinese.

Qin Feng scolded Tang Ren and threatened: "Old Tang, shut up, you shout and tell me to turn around and leave." ”

Tang Ren shut up, and Chen Ying continued: "Three days ago, on July 1, Jason Wu's body was found in a temple in Chinatown. ”

"When?" Noda interjected.

"At 10:15 a.m., it was the temple staff who found the body, and someone cut open his chest and took his heart. The killer made a Y-shaped incision on the deceased's body, but did not leave any fingerprints. ”

Wang also stared at the Y-shaped incision, and his brain began to run rapidly.

Previously, he deduced that the murderer might have been a staff member of the New York City Hall's Household Registration Department, or a doctor or director of a hospital, because only these two types of people had access to a large amount of household registration information.

Seeing the wound, Wang was basically sure that the murderer was a doctor from a certain hospital, and a surgeon who relied on a scalpel to eat, because this Y-shaped incut was too perfect.

Wang also took a human anatomy course when he was in college, and the old professor who taught the class dissected corpses all his life, and the incisions he made were not as perfect as Wu Zhihao's. Ordinary people probably can't even use a band-aid well, let alone dig out their hearts and kidneys.

In addition, it is very popular to be a doctor in the United States, but it is not very popular to be a civil servant, so the doctor will not take the civil service examination of the household registration department, so the murderer is a doctor who is working in a hospital at the moment.

The only information that doctors have access to is the hospital's family registration database, which records the birth time of people born in the hospital, accurate to the hour and minute.

Wang also closed his eyes and silently recited in his heart, the murderer should do the Five Elements Wood Killing task in "Yin and Yang Wuji Theory", if I am the murderer, how should I prepare before the killing?

Well......

I would use my position to read the household registration database in the hospital, and then use my Taoist knowledge to calculate their birth dates based on their year, month, day, and hour.

Then calculate their five elements according to the eight characters of their birthdays, and then make a spreadsheet of the name, gender, occupation and other information of the Mu Ming people.

I will investigate whether the person in the form is in New York, not far from the wood field where I am going to commit the murder, and finally screen out the most suitable target for the five elements wood killing.

So Wu Zhihao, who was killed by the Five Elements Fire, and Jennifer, who was killed by the Five Elements Water, have the same starting point in life, that is, they were both born in the hospital where the murderer worked.

Thinking of this, Wang also walked out of the crowd directly to Wu Zhiyuan, and said, "May I ask Old Man Wu, where was Wu Zhihao born?" ”

Wang Ye's behavior was a little abrupt, and a large group of black-clothed bodyguards rushed over to stop in front of Wu Zhiyuan, and the atmosphere was instantly tense.

"What are you doing, Wang?" Chen Ying hurriedly ran to Wang Ye's side and said a little nervously, "What are you doing?" You're rude! ”

Kiko ran to Wang Ye's side and took Wang Ye's hand and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you, how are you ......"

"It's okay, don't worry."

Wang also smiled faintly, as a man who was chased and cut down a few streets twice, he could still cope with this situation.

"Who's worried about you? I'm afraid that you will disturb Uncle Seven! Chen Ying glanced at Kiko meaningfully and said, "As a detective, you must have a pair of discerning eyes, and you can't waste your youth on scumbags." ”

"You want to care?" Kiko retorted quietly.

She was a little afraid of Chen Ying, and the hackers who often hacked into the police network were certainly afraid of the police.

Wu Zhiyuan asked the bodyguard to step back, stared at Wang Ye, and said, "You are Wang Ye." ”

Saying this means that he already knows about the conflict between Wang Ye and Wu Zhihao in the big library, and also knows about Wu Zhihao sending people to hunt down and kill Wang Ye.

Wang also smiled faintly and said, "I just want to know which hospital Wu Zhihao was born in, this is very important to me, and it is also important to you." ”

"Young man, everyone who knows me will call me Uncle Seven."

Wu Zhiyuan's sentence has the meaning of a write-off: Jason is looking for someone to cut you, and now that he is dead, your revenge has been avenged. You can help Jason find the murderer regardless of your past suspicions, so I don't care about you and Jason's past.

"Old Man Wu, is it convenient for you to disclose the question just now?"

Wang Ye's meaning is also obvious, Wu Zhihao died and my revenge is revenge, but I don't call you Uncle Seven, I don't accept your "no longer care", and I'm not afraid of your revenge.

Wu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Jason was born in New York's Bo'ai Hospital, but this hospital closed down 30 years ago. ”

"Gone out of business? I ......"

Wang Ye was so depressed that he almost scolded his mother, and the clues were all broken...... No, the clues are not all broken.

If a hospital goes out of business, assets such as medical equipment will be acquired by another hospital, and data information is also part of the hospital's assets, and it will also be acquired by a certain hospital.

The next thing to do is to find the hospital that acquired the data information of Pok Oi Hospital at that time.

Kiko saw that Wang's face was also ugly, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with my brother, is he not feeling well?" ”

"I'm fine, maybe I've exercised too much in the morning, and I'm a little tired."

"you!" Kiko blushed and kicked Wang Ye hard.

Wu Zhiyuan said, "Officer Chen, please continue." ”

"Okay, Uncle Seven."

Chen Ying returned to the podium and continued to introduce the case.