Shen Yuhai heard Han Jingyang's words, and his expression became serious: "But we have investigated before, and these three homeowners do not know each other, nor do they intersect, except for the surname Wang, there is no difference, so to speak, except for the surname Wang, there is no similarity in other aspects." ”

Han Jingyang shook his head: "No, there must be, but I haven't found it yet." ”

"Then you ......"

"I want to see the details of these three people, you also re-check, and finally I need to go to the scene to see."

"Yes, I'll send it to your phone, remember to delete it completely after reading it."

Han Jingyang nodded and asked casually, "How are things going in Xiaohe Village?" ”

"I'm ready to close the case."

"Huh? The three brothers of the Liu family were arrested? ”

"No," Shen Yuhai sighed: "That Liu Ming and Huo Qian have taken all the charges. ”

"Don't you want proof?"

"The problem is here, there is no evidence, the two of them are close to the three brothers of the Liu family, but there are almost no transfer records to check, and the chat records are all normal and clean, although they have a lot of money from unknown sources, but they have no public position or even a legitimate occupation, so they can't be sentenced to a huge amount of property from unknown sources, right?"

"Not at all?"

"So far, I haven't found anything, so I can only follow the process to prepare to close the case and enter the prosecution stage, of course, I will find a way to lengthen this process to see if I can find more evidence, of course, even if the verdict is announced, as long as evidence can still be found, it can still be retried."

Han Jingyang was depressed.

But I also know that this is something that cannot be helped, this general unit must and can only speak with evidence, and if too much subjective consciousness is added, it will inevitably breed more problems.

Evidence!

Alas, I'm tired, and I'm going to break things one after another, when will it be the end.

It's all to blame on He Dingkun.

If it weren't for He Dingkun, where would such a big string come from?

Wait, He Dingkun?

Han Jingyang hurriedly asked, "What about He Dingkun?" ”

"Still breathing a sigh of relief."

"None of them are dead?"

Shen Yuhai shook his head: "No, after a period of rescue, there is a posture to ease up, the old guy's life is really hard, grass!" ”

Han Jingyang began to doubt life.

It doesn't make sense.

Seriously unreasonable.

As far as He Dingkun's physical condition is concerned, after experiencing a series of events such as the destruction of the ancestral tomb, the destruction of the Dingshen Group building, the destruction of the Dingshen Group, the destruction of the eldest son and daughter-in-law, and the burning of the life-sustaining pagoda, he should have died a long time ago.

Not to mention that He Dingkun was about to burp, even if a normal person has experienced so much, he will die.

Unless...... He Dingkun also has a back hand, such as a magic weapon or a life-sustaining feng shui bureau similar to the octagonal building in Dongpo Village.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain it, no matter how hard a person is, there is a limit to what he can bear, and He Dingkun is obviously beyond the limit.

Grass!

After doing it for most of the day, the first enemy I encountered after leaving the mountain was still not solved.

It's disgusting.

But it doesn't matter, even if the surname is not dead, it doesn't make sense, it's better to die early, die early and suffer less crime, if you really want to live, you have to go to jail if you don't do it.

Well, considering He Dingkun's age and physical condition, it is impossible to go to prison.

So, it's better to die early.

Do the business first, if you wait for the business to be done, the surname He is not dead, and then you will personally give the old guy a ride.

Han Jingyang left the police station, got in the car, and said to Shi Xiaoya: "Go to Jinding No. 1." ”

"Field trips?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to do anything to prepare?"

"No, you don't."

"Really?"

"No, you don't."

Han Jingyang saw the villa at Jinding No. 1 last time, but he didn't go in, so he looked at the door.

But the memory is deep.

To this day, he still remembers that hideous grimace and the aura of black clouds of blood and flames.

It's scary.

But he's not afraid.

With Chaotianguan following, at least he has the power of self-preservation, not to mention that he is also wearing several protective props and weapons, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.

If you don't have the courage to enter the market like this, it's better to change careers early.

Jinding No. 1 Villa Community.

Villa 22.

Doorway.

Han Jingyang, Shi Xiaoya, and Liu Jing stood at the door, looking up together.

Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing didn't see anything.

But in Han Jingyang's eyes, the hideous woman's face was even more terrifying than the last time.

This horror is not more hideous, or bloodier.

On the contrary, it is more delicate, looks like a normal person, the face, eyebrows and eyes and even the expression are more realistic, and the hideous feeling I saw last time is almost invisible, as if a real beauty.

However, there was a strange smile on this delicate face, just such a clear smile, but the eyes stared at the three of them coldly, like a hunter from above staring at the prey that was about to step into the trap.

Han Jingyang sighed.

It's too pedaling.

Regardless of whether there is danger inside, there is really no interest in going inside when you see this thing, even if you don't get hurt, it's very unpleasant to be startled by this thing, and it will leave a psychological shadow.

Thankfully, the Manifestation attribute was not activated.

Otherwise, Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing would definitely be scared and jump.

Shi Xiaoya heard Han Jingyang's sigh, and didn't know why: "Boss, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, let's go in," Han Jingyang said as he stepped over the barrier, opened the seal, opened the door lock with the key given by Shen Yuhai, and gently pulled the door.

Well?

Still can't pull it?

What's going on?

No one is going to lock it inside.

Or is this door opening inward?

Seeing this, Liu Jing slammed the knife with both hands and slammed it with his back.

"Boom-"

There was a dull thud on the door.

Han Jingyang even felt a slight tremor coming from the door.

Looking at the door that opened slightly, his face was dark.

Is this the door?

This is the vault door.

Neuropathy will use a 20-centimeter-thick stainless steel plate to make the villa door.

Liu Jing grabbed the doorknob, exerted force with both hands, and slowly pulled the heavy stainless steel door open.

Well?

Han Jingyang frowned again.

The smell in this room is quite fresh.

It doesn't make sense.

Even if there are ventilation facilities, this kind of house that has not been inhabited for a long time and has been renovated by construction workers will definitely not smell good.

Unless someone has been cleaning.

However, this is also unreasonable, if someone really cleans, it is impossible for He Dingkun or the police not to find out.

It's getting more and more interesting.

Han Jingyang ignored the woman above his head and went straight to the door.

It looks quite normal inside, it is a construction site of demolishing an old house, half of the smashed walls, almost all of the wall skin that has been shoveled off, the floor tiles that have been pried up, and the water and electricity lines that have been dug up are displayed there, but the ground is clean and there is no dust on it.

The same is true for the windows, where there are almost no stains visible, and they are very clean.

Other than that, there's nothing special.

The layout of the first floor is nothing special, the living room, kitchen, bathroom and two bedrooms have been moved cleanly, and there is not even a piece of furniture left.

Han Jingyang looked up at the stairs.

At the top of the stairs stood a woman in a long white dress, with a slender figure, who looked like she was practicing dance, and her figure was charming and elegant.

The long hair fluttered and covered almost all of his face, revealing only a thin slit from the center of his eyebrows to the tip of his nose to his chin.

From this slit, you can see the miserable white face.