Chapter 952: City Blockade
Two hours later.
Due to the typhoon, the airport and port stopped operating and the entire city was effectively blocked.
The air temperature dropped sharply, but the windy street intersections were still filled with the shrill and rapid sounds of police sirens.
A piece of newspaper that came from nowhere was blown up by the wind, and with a snap, it hit a black Bentley along with some broken leaves.
The driver rolled down the window, tore down the newspaper, and then asked while the special police outside the window inspected him,
"Hey, brother, why are you suddenly checking for contraband so carefully today? And you're doing it in a typhoon, what a hassle."
The prosecutor outside the window was wearing a dark uniform. He opened the back door expressionlessly, carefully checked everyone in the car, and then opened the trunk. After finding nothing, he slammed the trunk shut and waved his hand to indicate that they could be let go.
"Hey, this is when I don't exist—"
"Shut up."
The car owner's wife, who was sitting in the passenger seat, grabbed him and gave the prosecutor a look below his waist.
The car owner turned around and saw a small section of the black gun handle exposed under the black belt, which looked particularly cold in the gradually darkening sky.
When I looked up again, I saw the prosecutor's cold profile.
The driver then stopped talking in disappointment and dared not say anything more.
The car ahead was allowed to pass, and the Bentley owner stepped on the accelerator and soon drove away in the increasingly strong wind.
The next car was stopped and the prosecutor continued to walk forward with a cold expression on his face.
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Such scenes occur at almost every intersection, airport, and dock in the city.
The city, which was blocked by the typhoon, is undergoing a massive, rapid and silent investigation.
The undercurrent even affected other major families.
This is also the second time that the Huo and Shao families have joined forces, except for the last time when Mr. Huo was critically ill.
No one knew the cause, and most people could only observe silently in the darkness, not daring to make a sound.
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"There are no surveillance cameras inside the castle, but there are on the road outside the castle."
"From the time I left until the time I returned, more than 500 cars passed by on this road. My people are now checking the identities of the car owners one by one."
"But if I want to shorten the time, I need your help."
Huo family, Yan Yi pressed his forehead, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
Opposite him, Old Master Huo turned his head and looked at Huo Lang with a cold face. Huo Lang immediately nodded and turned around to give orders.
Then Mr. Huo stared at Yan Yi and said with an extremely embarrassed expression,
"What I need to know now is, in your memory, Young Master Yan, who are the people who have a grudge against Shen Pianxian, or who might have done something like this?"
The man clenched his teeth slightly, and the muscles on his face were tense.
In fact, this is the most difficult problem for him to figure out.
There were many people who had minor grudges against Shen Pianxian. They were all minor celebrities whose limelight had been stolen by her at work. They simply had no ability to do such a thing...
"Master Yan!"
While I was thinking, Brother Long walked in quickly with a man.
"The contents of the syringe have been detected."
The young man in a white coat behind him stepped forward, bent down, handed over several reports in his hand, frowned, and said,
"Mr. Huo, Mr. Yan, the white powder in the syringe isn't a big deal. It's just a sleeping pill you can buy at any pharmacy. Judging by the dilution of the powder in the remaining liquid, it should be just slightly more than enough to induce a coma. The problem lies in the solution in the syringe..."
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