Serial crimes
The glass building reflected dazzling light. They were in the Myanmar capital of Luoluo, where Yaojin’s headquarters was located.
Chen Shiyu looked up and saw that the YJ letters outside the window, which were originally shining with golden light, were crumbling, as if they were frightened by his return.
"Why did Mr. Shen come so early today?"
Before he even found him, trouble came to him first.
Li Yuwen circled in front of him and then asked suspiciously, "Why aren't you wearing the hat that symbolizes your noble power? Your style is different from before."
Shen Shiyu didn't even look at him, "I heard from Grandpa Amen that you wanted to get a tattoo, but you just can't decide what to get. I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"
"I'd like to hear more about it."
"Just a tattoo, joker." Shen Shiyu laughed mockingly and walked straight in.
Li Yuwen discovered the clue. During the time when Chen Shiyu was away, he found someone to replace himself. He didn't have to do anything, just create the illusion that he was still in Yaojin. But since he cut off contact with Yaojin, the Radical Party discovered his whereabouts and specially sent Chen Ji to kill him.
"Where's Qiao Sen?"
Qiao Sen is an important figure. As an important member of the Radical Party, he has been ostracized for a long time. I wanted to persuade him to join me, but he was arrested for intervening in the floating island incident. If Shen Shiyu hadn't sent someone to rescue him, he would have died long ago. But now this person has betrayed him and has long disappeared.
"No news yet." He Dou said.
Chen Shiyu was in a state of confusion. Qiao Sen had known a lot in the past six months, and he was afraid that he would leak the news. The safest way was to...
"No need to catch them alive."
"yes."
Such a bright and glorious place is actually the source of all darkness. It is extremely luxurious here, even the steps are made of pure gold. Walking on it is like walking on a tightrope, and you will be hit in the head if you are not careful.
Everyone on both sides of the long table had taken their seats, waiting for him.
Taking a deep breath, he will face the questioning of power.
"Shen, why didn't you complete the task we assigned to you?"
He found that his memory had become so bad that after just a few years of absence he could no longer recognize who was who among the people sitting there.
Shen Shiyu twirled the ring in his hand. "I'm sorry, but I can't continue with my mission to invade the Qu'an City Bureau. Mr. Li's involvement has threatened my position, and I have no choice but to end everything. Besides, Uncle Tai's son, Han Ming, has already taken root in the City Bureau. With such a solid backing, I think I should focus more on the position below me."
He glanced at the clan members one by one. Some of them had gray hair, some were younger than him. Among the men, only one oriental woman stood out: Lady Winsery.
She folded her hands, looked straight ahead, and agreed with him.
"So, do you guys want to remove me?"
This tacitly understood idea was openly raised by Shen Shiyu. The Radical Party seemed to no longer want to pretend. They shook their sleeves and stood up to make a declaration.
"You're not worthy of your name to begin with. Your patricide is enough to make everyone ashamed of you, yet you shamelessly force us to acknowledge your status. Now that a more suitable candidate has appeared, there's no reason for us not to choose Li Yuwen."
Shen Shiyu propped up his head and listened to the rumors spread by one person. "Do you know Li Yuwen? Who here knows Li Yuwen?"
Everyone looked at each other, as if they had something to say but couldn't.
"In short, Mr. Li will lead Yaojin to a more glorious future. Chen Shiyu, it would be more decent for you to resign voluntarily in three days." The leader left the table, and the others naturally followed. Soon, only Mrs. Wensery and the elderly Grandpa Amen were left at the conference table.
Before leaving, Mrs. Winsery said, "Resigning and leaving here may be the best way to escape the dispute."
Seclusion from the world was the most profound lesson she had learned after Winseri's death. Some people were destined to be beyond human will. Their purpose in dismissing Chen Shiyu was nothing more than to perpetuate evil. She disdained to associate with them, but could only exchange obedience for peace.
The president is critically ill, and she will still leave Myanmar after the election. Escaping is the best option for her, but not for Shen Shiyu.
He had worked so hard to maintain the balance in this position for so long. If he left, he would be surrounded from all sides. He didn't think anyone would let him go. Besides, he had already decided to end everything and would not escape easily.
Grandpa Amen wrote a name on a blank piece of paper and then left the conference room. Shen Shiyu picked it up and took a look, then immediately decided on his next move.
As night fell, a loud explosion startled the sleepers. This was a familiar sight in Myanmar. The gunfire came from Tapeng, a town fifty kilometers from Rollo, known in Chinese as the slums. Gangs abounded there, and the unrest fueled their excitement. The president's impending death presented them with an opportunity. They were ready to storm the main city, seize power, and shake up the world.
Shen Shiyu stood by the window and looked at the twinkling stars in the distance. At this moment, Nan Jiaxu was rushing over from Qiushui Township.
Pushing open the door, his body still stained with the blood of those who had stopped him, and the still-hot gun on the table, Shen Shiyu tapped the paper with his chin. "Chris's death is not simple. Fan Shengke said he was assassinated due to political disagreements, but Grandpa Amen wrote down his name. I think we should trace the matter back to the beginning."
Nan Jiaxu took the handkerchief Jin Mao handed over and wiped his hands clean. "How do you want to check?"
"I went to visit Chris's wife and daughter this afternoon. They seemed threatened and didn't want to see me. I was strolling in the garden when Chris's old housekeeper mentioned something."
"Chris met Li Yuwen once before he died. It was at his own estate, after the councillor's proposal. According to the old housekeeper, they had an argument, which could be heard downstairs. Not long after, Li Yuwen left the house with a sour look on his face."
Nan Jiaxu said, "Could it be that Li Yuwen left in anger because he failed to convince Chris?"
"But I looked up the voting list, and there were three people who also opposed Li Yuwen's inclusion in the council. If he was trying to win votes, why didn't Li Yuwen contact them afterwards? And as far as I know, two of them are members of the Radical Party, and Li Yuwen is a favorite of the Radical Party. It wouldn't be difficult to win votes by offering them some benefits. Most importantly, Chris died shortly after meeting Li Yuwen."
Nan Jiaxu frowned. "So you suspect Chris knows something about Li Yuwen's scandal?"
"I think it's more than just a scandal. Don't you find it strange that Li Yuwen's information is so secretive? Have we figured out where he came from yet? The Elders aren't afraid of such a murky person mixed in with them?"
"Unless they've already colluded and are waiting for this presidential election to nominate Li Yuwen," Nan Jiaxu continued. "But that's not right. Li Yuwen isn't a native, so how could they easily take him down?"
"There must be something we haven't discovered."
Shen Shiyu continued to deduce the truth of the incident, and finally decided to start with Chris. "I think we need to bring Chris's body out. Maybe he discovered something and was silenced by Li Yuwen."
They acted right away. The two men took guns and went to the funeral home where Chris's body was kept that night. He would be buried in three days.
There was no one guarding the mourning hall at the moment, and the candlelight was dim. The two pushed open the coffin and found that Chris was only roughly covered with a white cloth, and his eyes were not even closed.
Nan Jiaxu was shocked. "Damn it! He's not going to die with his eyes closed!"
Shen Shiyu completely uncovered the white cloth. "He definitely didn't commit suicide by cutting his wrists. There aren't even any cuts on his hands. It's definitely homicide."
"So we're taking the body away now?"
Shen Shiyu glanced outside. It was less than an hour before dawn, so he had to find a place where he could perform an autopsy.
As soon as they took the body away, Jin Mao and He Dou came in carrying a body. The coffin had to be filled with a body, so they found the body of a homeless person.
After a night of examination, Chris confirmed that the body was tortured to death. There were many broken bones in the body, and there were signs of disembowelment on the chest and abdomen. The head was deformed beyond recognition. But they found an extremely important thing in his stomach.
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