Ferborough, Criminal Investigation Division.

Chen Yue's transcript brought a major turning point in the case.

Luke and others returned to the office to investigate the situation.

Amir was also discharged from the hospital, with a look of satisfaction on his face, "I have said it before, Zhou Tiancheng is definitely not a simple person to become the king of gambling.

He won’t be killed so easily.”

Louise curled her lips, "You didn't say it was Song Jinbao who died."

Amir said unconvinced, "Who can guarantee that Song Jinbao will be the one who dies? Maybe Chen Yue lied.

Maybe Chen Ning's biological father is neither Zhou Tiancheng nor Song Jinbao.

Who knows?"

"Wow." Michael showed an exaggerated expression, "However, what Amir said makes sense. We cannot be sure that the deceased is Song Jinbao just based on Chen Yue's words.

We've already gotten it wrong once.

We must never make the same mistake again.”

Luke found no sign of Chen Yue lying and said, "I think we should be prepared.

On the one hand, they verified whether the deceased was Song Jinbao and confirmed the authenticity of Chen Yue's transcript.

On the other hand, we are looking for the whereabouts of Zhou Tiancheng. Since we know that he may not be the deceased, it is best to find him as soon as possible. Once he leaves New York, it will be difficult for us to find him."

Louise touched her chin, "If Zhou Tiancheng is really not dead, where do you think he will be?"

Amir replied, "I have been thinking a lot while lying in bed these days. If I were Zhou Tiancheng, even if I was lucky enough to survive, I would be hunted down by all forces.

Because Zhou Tiancheng is now a walking big fat sheep.

The best way to escape pursuit is to change to a new identity, a new face, so that the pursuer cannot recognize you.

Only in this way can he start a new life." Amir concluded, "I suspect that he may go for plastic surgery."

Louise took advantage of the situation and said, "Chou Tiancheng's identity is very sensitive now. If he goes to a plastic surgery hospital, medical records will be left, and both Folper and the New York police will keep an eye on him.

This is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.”

Amir added, "I didn't say he would go to a formal plastic surgery institution.

He can go to a black clinic for plastic surgery, and as long as he has money, he will not leave any records, change his appearance and run away."

Luke praised, "It's a good idea."

Michael said, "As far as I know, there are indeed some black clinics in the underground black market in New York, but it is difficult for ordinary people to access them, and most of them need to be introduced through gang connections.

Zhou Tiancheng has a close relationship with Zheng Lagong, and he is likely to contact the black clinic through Zheng Lagong's channels.

Could this be the reason why Zhou Tiancheng killed Zheng Lagong?

As long as Zheng Lagong dies, no one will know about the black clinic and no one will know about the change."

The more Michael thought about it, the greater the possibility became, and then he began to arrange manpower to investigate.

The first step is to confirm the true identity of the corpse.

Secondly, investigate Zheng Lagong’s surrounding relationships, focusing on channels related to black clinics.

…

Chinatown.

Jimanxiang Restaurant.

"Crash..." With a sound, the store's rolling shutter door was pulled up.

Li Zhaonian's family of three all felt a little emotional that this restaurant was their source of income and had become a part of their lives.

The neighbor next to him also heard the commotion, and an Asian uncle with a beer belly asked, "Hey, Lao Li, you are here. Where have you been? You haven't been open for so many days?"

"This isn't the Chinese New Year, I just have a few extra days of rest.

Come here today to clean and restock, and start working tomorrow."

"That's great. It's been a while since I've eaten your donkey meat and it's been burned. I'm really hungry."

"Come on, don't cook tomorrow. I'll bring you two donkey meats on fire and a bowl of wonton soup."

"My relatives came to travel and brought me some tea. When I'm not busy anymore, I'll get you some to try."

"okay.

You go and do your work while we clean up the restaurant."

A family of three entered the restaurant. Will saw that the restaurant was in a mess, with smashed tables and chairs, and dried blood on the floor. He felt a little worried and felt guilty.

"Mom and Dad, how did you get all this blood?"

Yao Xin glanced outside the door and whispered, "After Zhang Qilong's body was discovered, his three brothers came to the store to look for you. If they couldn't find anyone, they smashed up the restaurant and threatened your father and me...

Fortunately, Luke came and beat up the three gangsters, and the ground was covered with their blood."

Will breathed a sigh of relief and said guiltily, "It's all my fault.

If I hadn't handled the matter well, the restaurant wouldn't have been smashed by those bastards." At this point, Will was a little angry and clenched his fists involuntarily.

Li Zhaonian advised, "Will, don't be impulsive. This matter must be handled according to your brother's instructions."

Will nodded, "I know. I listen to my brother."

Li Zhaonian patted his son on the shoulder and said, "You are still young and it is normal to make mistakes.

learn from mistakes.

Okay, let’s start cleaning up, there’s a lot to do today.”

The family of three began to clean up the restaurant, mopping the floor, and repairing tables and chairs. They used tools to repair the ones that could be repaired, and threw away the ones that couldn't be repaired.

Li Zhaonian went to the market to buy vegetables.

Will went to the warehouse to find some extra tables and chairs..."

…

It's around eight o'clock in the evening.

A family of three tidied up the restaurant.

Li Zhaonian sat down on the chair so tiredly, looked at the clean and tidy restaurant, and said with a smile, "It will be open for business tomorrow."

Yao Xin said, "I used to feel that running a restaurant was tiring. I suddenly took a break for a while, and I didn't feel depressed. Instead, I felt less at ease than when I was working."

"Who says it's not true? I only have so much ability in my life." Li Zhaonian looked at his son aside, "Will, you have grown up and have your own ideas.

Your mother and I... have also figured it out and won't tie you to this restaurant.

Think carefully about what you want to do, and we will help you plan it."

"Okay." Will was a little surprised and a little moved.

He achieved what he had always thought of, but he didn't seem that happy.

"Hey, is it pretty clean?" An inappropriate voice sounded at the door of the restaurant.

Will turned his head and looked around, and saw five men walking in. The leader was Lan Mao, a gangster from Heshengtang.

The three members of Li Zhaonian's family looked at each other with a look of fear on their faces.

Yao Xin grabbed her son, fearing that he would be impulsive.

Li Zhaonian also stood in front of his son and forced a smile, "The restaurant has not officially opened today, so we can only dine in tomorrow."

The pock-marked man glanced around with squinted eyes. When he saw that there was no one else, he cleared his throat and said, "You bastard, why are you pretending to be stupid? We seem to be here to eat."

You have a cerebral thrombosis, and you no longer recognize me so soon."

Li Zhaonian said politely, "We know each other. Didn't we agree on it last time? Both sides have their faults. From now on, we should not offend each other."

Lanmao pointed at Will's nose, "This bastard killed our Brother Long, and it won't be easy to get over.

Boy, if you know what’s going on and don’t want to hurt your family, just come back to Hesheng Hall with us.”

Will suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, "I didn't kill Zhang Qilong.

If I really killed Zhang Qilong, the police would have arrested me without you coming."

The pockmarked man said disdainfully, "The NYPD doesn't care. Whether you killed Brother Long or not, we have the final say with Shengtang, do you understand?"

Li Zhaonian was afraid that Will would be impulsive, so he pushed him back and said, "Brothers, we all knew it last time. You guys also came out to fool around. If you don't regret it now, okay?"

Lan Mao's face changed, "I @#￥%... When I mentioned what happened last time, I really thought grandpa was afraid of that bastard."

Lan Mao took out a gun from his pocket and said with a fierce look, "Brothers, take this guy out."

"Shuisha..."

The blue-haired, pockmarked, and fat gangster all took out pistols from their arms.

The other two gangsters were standing nearby, as if they were here to stand up.
To be continued...