C17 The secret of poker

"Big Boss." The waiters came up to greet him.

"You are Pan Nuo?" I asked, stepping forward.

"What's going on? I've been resting at home for the past few days, but I heard that there was an explosion?" Pan Nuo frowned, looking completely innocent.

I sneered in my heart, and my tone was also very light: "Yao Chunyu died, and detonated your basement. Mr. Pan, maybe you should go back and explain to us why you have a security door in your basement and why there's explosives behind it. "

"What?!" Pan Nuo's eyes widened, "I don't know, how could there be a basement in a nightclub. I've been in this place for so many years, I didn't even know about this!"

This grandson can really pretend. I coldly snorted, not wanting to waste any more words with him. He already knew that this grandson would definitely beat him to it and refused to admit that he had anything to do with this suspicious basement.

Although there was a disturbance just now, Zhao Youzhen brought the weapon out.

Zhao Youzhen passed the thing over to me, and asked me to verify if the wound was caused by the awl, while she stayed behind to take care of it.

Thus, I brought the tomb robbing Ironspine back to the city police station, directly handing it over to Sun Tang.

Sun Tang took a look at the wound.

"Looks like this is probably a lethal weapon." Sun Tang nodded.

"But how can we be sure that this is the one that killed Liu Yan?" I said, "Although this weapon is rarely seen, there definitely isn't only one of it in this world. How can you prove that it is the one that killed Liu Yan? The killer must have cleaned up the blood. "

"That's easy to do." Sun Tang said, "I only need to check the joints of the awl and the handle. With the degree of damage that can kill a person, there will definitely be blood that remains at the joints and it will be sufficient for DNA identification. Because the seams are so small, even if the murderer wanted to wash off the bloodstains, he wouldn't be able to do so. "

With that, Sun Tang entered the laboratory with the weapon.

I waited in Forensic Medicine for a while, but before Sun Tang, I couldn't stay any longer. So I went out to look for Zhao Youzhen, and saw Pan Nuo walking out of the Criminal Police office with a man holding a briefcase.

I was stunned, thinking that this man in the briefcase should be Pan Nuo's lawyer. Pan Nuo walked past me and smiled, his expression filled with self-satisfaction.

When Pan Nuo walked over, I entered Zhao Youzhen's office. Seeing Zhao Youzhen in a daze at the desk, I asked: "What did Pan Nuo say?"

"What can you say? Ask him what was in the basement and why there was an explosion. However, after an on-site inspection, the forensic team determined that the place should be a drug production laboratory, or that there were large quantities of drugs stored in the laboratory, or raw materials for drug production. However, with this explosion, even if we were to find out that there are drug remnants, as long as there is no direct evidence to prove that Pan Nuo was involved, we will not be able to prove that he was involved in this matter. " Zhao Youzhen rubbed between her brows and sighed.

"Which is to say, following Yao Chunyu's death, everything became a headless case." "No," I said.

Zhao Youzhen frowned: "Actually, what I was thinking just now was — — Is it possible that Yao Chunyu isn't dead?"

"He didn't die?" "That's unlikely." I said in astonishment, "The anti-theft door was blown up. This person isn't dead yet. Even a gourd can't do that."

Zhao Youzhen said: "Let's talk about it after the results of the appraisal. "No, why are you here again, why are you blindly helping us out?"

"What do you mean by blindly joining in? I was already involved in this anyway." I replied smilingly, "Remember to bring me along when you investigate the case in the future."

"Hurry up and leave, don't bother me." Zhao Youzhen waved her hand.

I was chased out of Criminal Police by Zhao Youzhen and had no choice but to return back to physical evidence warehouse. Whether it was the nightclub explosion, Liu Yan's murder, Wang Lan's disappearance, or that strange Playing Card, they all had to wait for the results of Sun Tang's autopsy and the verification from the appraisers before they could continue their investigation.

He returned home after work, rested for a while, then went to bed.

Before I went to sleep, I thought of Archives 89, which I often dreamed of, and wondered if I would ever dream of this place again.

However, he had a good night's sleep without any dreams. When I woke up the next day, I was actually a little disappointed.

After washing up, I took the subway to work. When I was waiting for the subway, I glanced at the billboard at the side.

It gave me a start.

The signboard showed a young Male stars in a black suit, endorsing a man's perfume.

This Male stars has black eyeliner, and under the light, his facial features are exactly the same as the Hua Yue in my dreams!

"This, this person is?!" Surprised, I went closer and saw a Korean name and a Chinese translation next to the poster of the Male stars. It was Yan Zhengxun.

So it was a Korean Male stars? This is the first time I've heard this name and the first time I've seen this poster. The poster from a few days ago was still the Tour Travel Network. It was probably just a new poster.

He had never seen anyone who looked the same in his dreams. Was this a coincidence or was it something else?

I looked at the poster, at its expressionless face, and felt chills begin to run down my spine from head to toe.

I suddenly felt as if an invisible force were slowly weaving a huge net around me, and the sense of ignorance that I did not know who the person who made it was, or where it came from, made me nervous.

When the sound of the subway door opening rang out, I seemed to wake up from a dream and walked in.

Only when I reached the city police station and saw my colleagues working back and forth and heard the siren of a car in the field did I really come back to my senses.

After staying in physical evidence warehouse for half a day and eating lunch, I ran over to Sun Tang to ask him about the results of the autopsy. Sun Tang said that as soon as the autopsy results were out, as expected, there were traces of blood on the wooden handle of the vertebra. After DNA verification, it was confirmed that it was Liu Yan's blood, and's body had defensive injuries when she was killed, through identification, it could be determined that there was a murderer on the corpse, which was also the remains of Yao Chunyu's tissue.

The one who killed was Yao Chunyu, if one were to speculate like this, it was to protect the secret of the secret chamber and basement.

"What about the explosion?" I asked.

Sun Tang laughed: "You should ask Zhao Youzhen about this, I believe the results of the appraisal should be more or less come out. However, when I sent the autopsy report to Zhao Youzhen today, I saw that Zhao Youzhen was currently reading the report of the Forensics Department. The report seemed to say that it wasn't just the door that had been set up with explosives, but that the hidden connections at the base of each beam had been covered with C4 explosives, that the detonation detonator inserted into the C4 explosive had been connected to the detonator, that the detonator had been connected to the lock on the door, that the password had been altered, that, in addition to triggering the electronic lock when the code was correct, the input code had been incorrect and that the detonator had been detonated. However, it was clear that the person who had installed the explosives didn't want to blow up the entire nightclub, so it was just that the items in the basement had all been blown up. Based on the results of the identification and the analysis of the identification experts, it could be determined that this basement was a drug manufacturing ground. However, with this explosion, there was no direct evidence that pointed towards Pan Nuo as the boss behind the scenes, nor was there any way to prove that he was related to drug trafficking and murder. It only proves that Yao Chunyu was the one who did all of this. "

"You've put in a lot of effort." I nodded. "Actually, Zhao Youzhen mentioned it earlier, is that Yao Chunyu still alive?"

"What was the situation?" Sun Tang asked.

"Yao Chunyu purposely entered the wrong password three times, triggering a basement explosion." I said, "But after that, he completely disappeared."

"Most likely he's dead. Or should I say vaporized." Sun Tang said, "I saw from the verification that there was a large amount of magnesium in the explosives. Magnesium is extremely combustible and its temperature is extremely high. There was a big fire inside and the fire control system was triggered. The fire control door automatically closed and the fire control room was locked in the basement. At this moment, the fire was large enough to burn anything and if anyone was inside, it would have been vaporized already. Then the sprinkler system was activated, the fire was controlled, and when the roller shutter was opened, there was nothing left. "

"But if Yao Chunyu was just standing at the door, when the explosives were detonated, if he had dodged quickly, he would have been alright, right?" I muttered to myself, thinking that the structure of Yao Chunyu's body seemed to be very special, as though his entire body was made of cartilage.

"The blast will probably push him away. If he chooses to escape now, he might be fine." Sun Tang said.

"In other words, Yao Chunyu is still not dead." "No," I said.

Sun Tang looked at me and laughed: "Look at you, you're even more serious than the police officers. Alright, stop thinking about it and hurry back to work. "

I turned to leave, but Sun Tang suddenly shouted out: "Wait!"

I turned my head and saw him take a cup of milk tea from the table. "I went to buy honey grapefruit tea at noon, and the girl in the shop said that she would bring a cup of tea with milk tea at the shop feast today. I don't really like this sticky stuff. You should drink milk tea often. Take it back and drink it. "

I happily accepted it. "Or, how do you know I drink pearl milk tea so often? Then I won't be polite ~"

Saying that, I took the milk tea and opened the lid to take a sip. It was warm, warm and sweet.

Sun Tang helplessly shook his head: "Just like a girl."

I drank the milk tea along the way. When I reached the physical evidence warehouse's office, I was almost done. I tossed the cup of milk tea into the trash can by the door and went into the office.

Lao He was in the midst of registering the evidence that he had just delivered. After my colleague who had delivered the evidence had left, I suddenly felt a sense of exhaustion, and yawned.

"You're sleepy at this point." Lao He laughed.

"Weird, I was quite spirited in Forensic Medicine just now, but now I'm especially tired." I yawned, my eyelids getting heavier, so I laid on the table and said to Lao He: "I'm going to sleep, call me if you have anything to say."

Before I could even hear what Lao He had to say, I sank into my pitch black dream.

After an unknown period of time, I suddenly woke up with a start. When I woke up, I found that I had fallen asleep on a card table with a few Playing Card in front of me.

Looking up, he saw that Hua Yue was actually sitting opposite him. Hua Yue was also holding a few Playing Card s in his hands and playing with them.

"Why am I here again?" I asked in surprise.

"It's boring to play cards by yourself. I called for you to come and play for a while." Hua Yue said, and suddenly threw a badge on the table.

My eyes fell involuntarily on the card. It was a red peach J, but I was surprised to find that the color on the card was Qingming River Diagram!

I quickly counted the cards in my hand. Twenty-one. Then, he glanced at the cards on the table and Hua Yue's hand. There were a total of forty-four cards!

"What a coincidence, we have forty-four cards in our hands?" I asked, "Also, where did you get this deck of cards?"

"You think this is a Playing Card?" Hua Yue said: "Actually that is just appearance. It is not a simple Playing Card, but a type of tool, a carrier that can let you create illusions. "

"What?" An illusion? " I asked, puzzled.

"Whoever holds it will have the ability to control others." Hua Yue shook the Playing Card in his hand. Just as I was in a daze, it suddenly fell onto the table. However, the moment the Playing Card touched the table, it suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

"The ability to control others is too funny. This thing isn't a Tarot, even if it's a Tarot, it still doesn't have this ability." "No," I said.

Just when I was surprised, Hua Yue, the card table, and the chair suddenly disappeared.

I woke up with a start. When I woke up, I was still standing at my desk. Lao He was sitting across from me, reading some information.

What was with this dream? Another hint? The Playing Card is equal to an illusion, an illusion — magic?

No, magic can be deceptive, but it cannot kill.

What was this illusion that could take a person's life?

As I thought about it, I suddenly had a thought: That's right, hypnosis! Some people would use Playing Card to hypnotize!