stjorthotic Chapter 765 is an Oriental
Chapter 765 is an Oriental
Chapter 765 is an Oriental
Not long after Zhuzi left, Wang Dacheng hurried over.
It also brought a shocking news, Director Lian died!
And the way of death is quite horrifying, it turned out to be suffocating himself to death with a towel!
This way of suicide really requires a lot of courage and determination, and it is by no means something ordinary people can do.
To say that it can be compared with it, there is only 'Crossing the Sea'.
The so-called 'go through all kinds of water, do not hesitate'.
"Going to the soup" is tragic, but the most difficult thing is to jump into the boiling oil.
Because once you go down there is no turning back.
But "Crossing the Sea" is different. Chopping the Sea is not jumping into the sea, and it's over in one go.
Instead, step by step into the deep sea in the shallows by the sea and drown yourself.
Every step forward, there is a chance to turn back and give up.
There must be great determination and death in the heart to finally complete it.
In the same way, even the director smothered himself to death with a towel.
Before she died, she had countless opportunities to pull the towel out of her mouth, get fresh air, escape pain, and escape death.
But she didn't, but persisted to the end.
How much will and determination does this require?
Director Lian, that old woman is actually such a firm and decisive person?
Du Fei immediately denied this possibility in his mind, Director Lian was not that kind of person.
If Wang Wenming did such a thing, Du Fei could still accept it.
After all, he was a seasoned spy, cruel to the enemy and unambiguous to himself.
But Director Lian's various performances were not comparable to Wang Wenming's. Du Fei could still believe that she immediately confessed everything and strived for leniency after she was arrested.
suicide!Still this way of death, Du Fei never believed that this was Director Lian's true intention.
There is only one possibility. Like Director Zhao's husband, Li Qun, even the director was 'killed' to commit suicide.
But in this way, who is the murderer?
If someone wanted to kill the director of the company, he would definitely kill him without even thinking about it.
But now that Li Jiang is dead, who cares about Director Lian's life?
Thinking of this, Du Fei suddenly had an idea, and blurted out "No!"
Wang Dacheng was taken aback: "What's wrong?"
Du Fei frowned and shook his head, without explaining to him.
But a new idea popped up in his mind.
Du Fei had always felt that Li Jiang was the 'Mr. X' in Zhang Huabing's diary, and after Li Jiang's death, he took it for granted that Mr. X was also cool.
But now, Director Lian was suddenly 'taken' to commit suicide, making him wonder if his previous judgment was wrong?
Li Jiang is not Mr. 'x' at all.
The real Mr. 'x' is someone else!
Director Lian just knew something, so he died immediately after being caught.
But if so, who would that mysterious Mr. 'x' be?
During the recent period, the only people who had contact with Director Lian were those few people.
Du Fei went through it quickly in his mind, and finally ruled them out one by one.
For a while, I lost my mind again.
Just now Wang Dacheng was overwhelmed by a "wrong", but Du Fei kept quiet again, making him scratch his head.
Asked: "Hey, I said brother, what happened? You are talking!"
Du Fei responded, and explained: "It's nothing, even if I suddenly thought of Director Zhao's lover from the neighborhood committee, he also committed suicide suddenly."
Wang Dacheng sighed: "We have also thought of this, but the situations of these two people are still very different, and they cannot be dealt with together for the time being." He sighed again, and complained: "Brother, what do you say? What’s going on recently? One after another, they’re all murder cases. By the way, don’t you know? Wang Kun’s mother also died in the hospital.”
Why didn't Du Fei know that this was exactly what that girl Ci Xin did.
But he couldn't show it on his face, and asked, "Oh? How did he die? That old lady looks quite tough."
Wang Dacheng smiled bitterly and said, "Who said it wasn't! Fortunately, the hospital issued a certificate that it was a sudden heart attack, otherwise it would be enough for me to drink a pot."
Speaking of this, Wang Dacheng's face was a little serious: "By the way, the punishment of Qin Chu has been decided."
Du Fei frowned and asked, "What result? Is it serious?"
Wang Dacheng shook his head: "Suspended, downgraded, and may eventually be transferred from the Municipal Bureau."
Du Fei had already guessed this would be the result.
Although Qin Feng is a member of Chu Hongjun, but this time he stood in front of Minister Xie, and he was a stumbling block that had to be removed.
Even Chu Hongjun couldn't stop him, so he could only exchange Qin Feng for some other bargaining chips as much as possible.
This is also impossible.
Du Fei asked again: "Then how is Uncle Qin doing now?"
Wang Dacheng smiled wryly and said, "Him? He can take it easy. He has already bought a train ticket and said he will go to see his old comrades in arms."
Du Fei was not surprised.
Although they didn't get along for a long time, regardless of Qin Feng's character, he was indeed a solid tough guy who would never be knocked down by setbacks easily.
After saying this, Wang Dacheng didn't wait too long.
He didn't have any special purpose for coming this time, he just wanted to hear Du Fei's thoughts.
It was really the recent successive cases that made him feel a little bit overwhelmed.
In case Du Fei has any brilliant ideas, it will solve his big problem.
It's a pity that Du Fei didn't have any good ideas this time.
Moreover, Du Fei is going to the south next month, so he doesn't care much about the situation in the capital.
Still the same sentence, the earth will continue to revolve without anyone.
Du Fei never had the idea of "Wang Dacheng can't play without his own involvement".
Not long after Wang Dacheng left, Du Fei was writing and drawing with a notebook, which was full of problems that he might encounter during his trip to Xiangjiang.
Although there is not much first-hand information now, it can be regarded as an impression if you write down what you can think of in advance.
But at this time, there was a sudden mood swing from Xiaohong.
This made Du Fei's heart skip a beat.
The last time I found that secret underground warehouse under Shichahai's compound.
Inside there is a suspected secret passage leading to the old Prince Qing's mansion, but it has been blocked to death.
Back then Du Fei asked Xiao Hong to stay inside to open up that passage.
After several days, there was finally movement.
Du Fei was very curious, what was behind that blocked passage?
Could it be the real treasure hidden in Prince Qing's mansion back then?
With this kind of mood in mind, Du Fei shifted his vision to Xiaohong's side with a thought.
Suddenly it was pitch black.
Behind Xiaohong is the mouth of a mouse hole, which is exactly where it just drilled out.
In front of it is a large basement.
Du Fei adjusted his angle of view and looked around, feeling a chill in his heart.
Because here, there are many densely packed white bones!
Don't count carefully, just looking at the number of skulls, there must be dozens of people.
All kinds of firearms were thrown in or next to these skeletons.
There are short ones, revolvers and pistols, and long ones, oriental [-] big caps and Russian shuilianzhu.
It was the first time in Du Fei's life that he saw this kind of scene in person, even if his vision was synchronized, he felt palpitations.
How is this going?
Internal strife or the attack of a powerful enemy?
Who are these people?Why would you die here?
Du Fei was thinking about it when he suddenly noticed something familiar.
With a thought in his mind, he immediately let Xiaohong pass through Bai Sensen's skeleton and came to the left side of the basement.
There are several wooden crates stacked here, and a skeleton is leaning against the back of the boxes.
He held a shell gun with a long magazine in his hand bone, and a short knife in his left hand.
The clothes on his body were not completely rotten, and it could be seen that they were blue satin with dark lines, which showed that this person had an extraordinary identity.
In the past, it was definitely not ordinary people who could afford silk and satin materials.
The most important thing is that there is a sign hanging on this man's belt, which is the guard's badge of Prince Qing's Mansion!
It's exactly the same as what Du Fei got before!
Du Fei immediately asked Xiao Hong to go up and bite a few times, leaving deep tooth marks on the waist badge.
"Pure gold!" Du Fei was a little surprised.
Most of these waist cards are made of gilt copper, and so far only one piece of pure gold has been found in the tomb of Dayang Mountain.
Du Fei was even more curious about the origin of this person's death.
After crossing these bones, there is a huge iron gate ahead.
This should be the inside of the gate.
Some exposed, rusted gears and mechanical structures of connecting rods can be seen.
Under the iron gate, several sleepers less than a foot high were supported to support the fallen iron gate, leaving a gap.
Thinner people should be able to get through this gap, but fatter ones are enough.
But for Xiaohong, there is no pressure at all.
Little Red drills past.
On the other side of the iron gate, many corpses were also scattered in disorder.
There are more people there than just now, probably no less than a hundred people.
It is not difficult to imagine that many years ago, this place experienced extremely tragic killings.
In addition, Du Fei also found two winches wrapped with iron cables beside the iron gate.
By turning the winch, the iron gate can be opened.
But on the shaft of the winch, there are two particularly obvious keyholes.
Du Fei couldn't help but think of the two big copper keys in his personal space.
"Could it be that those two keys are used here?" Du Fei thought silently.
Going forward, after crossing a few steps, there is another platform.
On it, in addition to the corpses, Du Fei also found a few very conspicuous Japanese knives!
"It's an Oriental!"
Du Fei's heart trembled. He hadn't found the military uniforms of the Japanese among those bones before.
In addition, the styles of these Japanese knives are different. The scabbards and handles are decorated with coats of arms and precious metals. They are not cheap standard sabers issued by the Japanese army.
It shows that the owners of these Oriental knives may be the nobles of the East.
At this moment, a scene appeared in Du Fei's mind.
One or several oriental nobles jointly launched a hunt for the wealth of Prince Qing's Mansion.
But judging from the results, it seems that the Orientals did not take advantage of it this time.
From the Jiawu year to four or five years ago, Dongyang did surpass the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China in terms of national power.
This caused the Orientals at that time to develop a kind of morbid self-inflation, feeling that no matter in what respect, the Chinese were vulnerable.
But these Orientals obviously underestimated Zai Zhen's scheming and the hidden power of Prince Qing's Mansion.
(End of this chapter)