Xiangba drank two bowls of milk tea at the house of Zaxi, Nyingma, and left. Liu Zhaodi looked at Gaidangwa's lonely figure and couldn't help but ask her husband: "Why is he so resistant to freezing in this cold day? He doesn't even wear a pair of shoes."

Nyingma Zaxi told his wife that Gadangwa is not as simple as resisting freezing. Let’s talk about this person. He watched him cross the ice river with his own eyes. Ordinary people will definitely cause pneumonia and arthritis when doing this in cold weather, but practitioners do not. They have understood the secrets of the human body. Not to mention crossing the ice river, they just say that they are buried underground for seven days and seven nights and still jump around. It is said that some powerful Gadangwa practices in the caves on the snow-capped mountains. They sit for years, drinking only water and eating very little crude food.

"Then is this person awesome or ordinary?" Liu Zhaodi asked.

"Maybe it's an ordinary person." Nyingma Zaxi turned his gaze to him again, and Shamba's figure had turned into a black dot in the distant mountains, and even if he was riding a motorcycle by himself, he didn't have that fast.

...

In Hong Kong, Li Shengnan has been back for a week, but she is still not in her work. When she closes her eyes, she will think of Zhuoni’s voice, appearance and smile. Sometimes she will have hallucinations when she turns on MSN. It seems that Zhuoni’s message is sent by her boss, and her boss suggests that she see a psychologist or take a big vacation to rest and adjust, but Li Shengnan always smiles by.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Li Shengnan returned to his desk and found a new email prompted by the email. When he clicked on it, his heart suddenly jumped up. The sender was Zhuoni!

Didn’t Zhuang Ni be buried? He watched him get buried with his own eyes. How could he send an email? Li Shengnan trembled and clicked on the email. The first sentence was: Amanda, when you see this letter, I may no longer be alive. This is an email sent by the system regularly...

Tears blurred his eyes, and the handwriting on the screen gradually turned into Johnny's face, and he was telling himself the case seriously.

In the email, Jonny said that although the case has ended, there are many doubts. He suspected that the senior police and even the senior political leaders were involved. He had a lot of evidence, but the combination was still confusing and unable to find the direction.

The ballistic test of a Belgian-made FN57 pistol that appeared in Manila's kidnapping case actually coincides with the ballistic in an unsolved murder case that occurred in a province in mainland China several years ago. The deceased was a construction and decoration worker who was shot in the wilderness. There were very few shooting cases in China, and even fewer people were killed by 5.7mm caliber bullets. So in the vast archives, Jonny took it out and obtained it through a special way to compare it.

The death of the construction worker is said to be related to another cult murder case, and Chris Lee was once arrested by Chinese police as a suspect, although he was released later.

So far, the logic is reasonable, but paradoxically, this FN57 pistol was not from Chris' bodyguard, but from the kidnapper.

Jonny conducted an analysis. Although the kidnappers covered up their identity, they appeared to be retired elderly people from Europe and the United States, but in fact they were retired agents from the United States, Russia, Israel and other countries. The pensions of such people are not generous, and they have unique skills and are often hired as "advisors" by private high salaries. The same trajectory shows that the forces behind Chris and Wang Haikun were in the same group a few years ago, because at that time, Wang Haikun was still named Liu Kunlun, and he was a penniless pauper.

As for why a gun appears at two cases, a professional killer usually throws the gun away instead of continuing to use it after completing one order. Johnny also analyzed it. It is very simple. The criminal is fearless and can reach the sky.

Zhuoni also conducted a private investigation of the Shura Society. There are many believers in this religious organization in North America. He obtained a secret list. The names on the list are shocking. Many famous Hollywood movie stars are among them. They give the Shura Society every year as a worship is astronomical. However, Zhuoni did not understand what the Shura Society can provide to these believers. He only knew that even the top leaders of the Canadian government were believers.

The letter Zhuang Ni reminded Li Shengnan that the influence of the Shura Society is spread all over the world and Hong Kong is also a severely affected area. We may be involved in a fight within the Shura Society. They used the Interpol as weapons to attack each other. Perhaps they reached some kind of compromise within, so the case came to an abrupt end.

"Amanda, it's not that I don't trust you, but your uncle may also be theirs. I have to keep it. Let's talk about everything when I go to Hong Kong. I think the world is so big, people who insist on justice and good police must be the majority, see you in Hong Kong."

Li Shengnan suppressed his grief and read the email. She thought of her uncle Li Weicong. Li Weicong is the assistant police chief, and may take over as the police chief in a few years and become the number one police officer in Hong Kong. However, if you carefully examine Li Weicong's promotion path, you will find that it is a bit too smooth. He won without any danger in several competitions, and his competitors are clearly better and more diligent than him.

For a long time, Li Shengnan regarded his uncle as an idol, and therefore gave up the hobby of designers, joined the police force, and became the messenger of justice. What she did not expect was that the face of justice was so dirty, and this was the true face of politics.

Jonny guessed right. Not only the senior police officers of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, but also the senior officials of the Hong Kong Police Force, the National Bureau of Investigation of the Philippines, and even senior leaders of certain departments in mainland China are their members.

And who are they? I'm afraid Shura will just hide it. If you want to know the truth, you must keep a low profile. Zhuoni has already reminded himself with his life.

Li Shengnan deleted the email and wiped away her tears. She thought of someone who might help her solve the mystery. This person was Wang Xijue.

Wang Xijue has a very high IQ. He doesn't want to show up, and no one can find him. Li Shengnan remembered the notes left to him by the other party. He didn't know that some secrets would be safer. His words came true and made people shudder.

But Jonny has already died, and Li Shengnan will not let him die in vain. In this world, someone is destined to preside over justice.

After get off work, Li Shengnan finally found Wang Xilin, Wang Xijue's younger brother, after some search.

"Police." Li Shengnan showed his ID, and Wang Xilin reluctantly said embarrassed to his companion, followed the female police officer out of the back door and came to the empty back alley.

"Do you know what crime is committed to lending your passport to others?" Li Shengnan threatened first.

"Police Officer, I don't know what you are talking about." Wang Xilin was unmoved and prepared for it. "My passport is lost and I have applied for reissue."

The Wang family is not uninformed young and dandy who can intimidate at will. They are from a noble family and have their own family lawyers. Seeing that this trick is not good, Li Shengnan changed to convince people with reason. She put away the police ID and said sincerely: "I am not talking to you as a policeman now. I met Wilson in Japan..."

"Go inside and talk." Wang Xilin said, turning back to the bar.

Li Shengnan was secretly happy and had a family.

Sure enough, although Wang Xilin still didn't admit anything, she hinted that Wang Xijue was hiding in a certain place. Whether she could find it depends on fate.

...

Near the river and Jiangtan Park, the rain finally cleared up for several days. Liu Yimeng came here for a walk again. After the accident of Jin Tianwan, she quit her job completely. In fact, everyone knows that this unrestrained disaster came from Liu Kunlun's involvement. It is safest to distance ourselves from the Liu family, just like Zhan Ziyu and his son, but Lu Gang still tried to keep him again and finally couldn't resist Liu Yimeng and resigned for her.

Now Liu Yimeng is unemployed. His mother is sick and stays at home all day. The mother and mother stare at each other and have to make up lies to deal with her mother's inquiries about her brother. Why don't she come back to see me? Why don't she even call me? Liu Yimeng said that her brother went to Antarctica and then he went to Africa. Because the phone didn't have a signal, he could not make up the phone, so he almost made up the lies on the moon.

It was clear, and people who had been dormant for a long time were out for a walk. Not far away, a young woman pushed a stroller slowly by and stopped beside Liu Yimeng. The young woman went to buy balloons. Liu Yimeng looked at the baby, and the baby looked at her with a pacifier in her mouth, with her eyes facing each other. The baby's eyes were scattered and empty, like a monk who had entered a meditation. Suddenly, a terrifying feeling came to her heart. Liu Yimeng thought of the death she saw in the emergency department for the first time, the dead old professor, the wild flowers with souls, and the baby who gave birth to less than term.

When the young woman came back, Liu Yimeng chatted with her for a few words. Sure enough, this was the under-term baby with broken amniotic fluid that he had handled.

"This child will definitely be a great professor in the future." Liu Yimeng praised the child.

The young woman obviously regarded this as a common compliment, and she was kind-hearted and pushed the stroller away.

Liu Yimeng suddenly became cheerful and turned her eyes to the boy and girl flying kites on the beach. The girl was fourteen or fifteen years old, with a very beautiful child and a lively and cheerful personality. The two boys were one heroic and the other was a silly man, and they had a lot of fun.

For some reason, Liu Yimeng felt that the girl was familiar, to be precise, a feeling of "daily familiar", but it was not physically or temperamental. She had never seen this mixed-race girl before, but she just felt that there was a mysterious power connecting her. Suddenly she suddenly realized that the girl had some connection with Dr. Fei's daughter, but she had no way to explain this connection because she couldn't even figure it out.

Two middle-aged beauties sat on the bench next to her. One of them, Liu Yimeng knew, was Lu Gang's wife, Sister Cai Hong. She was running crazy and shouted: "Aotian, slow down, slow down."

From the conversation between the two, Liu Yimeng got the news she wanted. She walked far away and took out her cell phone and dialed the satellite phone number for the first time.

Dr. Fei arrived in Omi that night, and God knows where he flew from.

Liu Yimeng told him that during the day, he saw a girl named Gu Wenne on the beach, whose name was Gu Wenne. She was a mixed-race child. Her father was Zhang Hongxiang, a reporter from the newspaper, and her mother was Gu Rendam. She had remarried. Gu Wenne was born in 1996.

"I have a feeling that she is the reincarnation of Ye Xiaodong." Liu Yimeng said that if this was put before, she would not believe in this feudal superstitious strange theory, but today she said it with confidence.
Chapter completed!