In the afternoon, Yang Fang received a phone call.

It was a man who called. He had taken a fancy to the house he had posted online before, and was planning to come to check out the house in the afternoon. He asked Yang Fang if he was free.

After thinking about it, Yang Fang directly rejected the other party's request and promptly withdrew the housing information that had been posted online.

Now he suddenly no longer wants to rent a house.

As a result, his financial income is no longer as tight as before. If he wants to get RMB in the future, he can trade privately with people in the group, which will become much more convenient.

Secondly, he often practiced in the house and was worried that making some noise would arouse suspicion.

So after thinking about it, he still didn't want to rent it out.

It would be more convenient to live alone.

Within the police station.

The police finally retrieved all of Wang Donglai's bank statements, including some prestige transfers.

After Zhang Mingming and others saw it, they couldn't help being shocked.

In just a few months, amounts were continuously transferred into Wang Donglai's account. The minimum for a single transaction was 50,000 yuan, and the most amount was hundreds of thousands.

Moreover, the frequency of transferring money is extremely high, and someone will transfer a large amount of money almost every few days.

This Wang Donglai is just a college student. Who transferred so much money to him?

"Can you find out which accounts the money was transferred from?"

Zhang Mingming asked.

"We are still investigating, but it is a bit troublesome and takes time."

One police detective shook his head.

"That's weird. Isn't this Wang Donglai selling drugs?"

A young police detective murmured.

The other police detectives were also shocked.

Selling D?

"Otherwise, why would so many people transfer money to him?"

The young police detective spoke.

"Report it."

Zhang Mingming was nervous and couldn't help but say.

A simple sudden death turned out to be really fishy, ​​and it might lead to a big case.

"By the way, do you want to check the accounts of people who died suddenly in the past? I remember that a few people who died suddenly were also young people. The sudden death rate among young people should not be so high now."

Another detective spoke.

The others seemed to have suddenly thought of something and looked at each other in confusion.

"No way? Do you suspect that other people also have problems?"

A young police detective said in surprise.

They immediately contacted the bank again and began investigating some of the young people who had died before.

If some more tricks are discovered, it will definitely be considered a super big case.

The next two days passed.

Yang Fang returned to his peaceful life again and enjoyed the peace now.

He commutes to and from get off work normally during the day, and starts practicing internal skills as soon as he returns at night. Although practicing internal skills in the real world only increases experience and does not increase strength, his current efforts are also for the sake of making the other world safer.

There was going to be chaos in Beifang. No matter what, he had to have a certain ability to protect himself first.

Just yesterday, a member of the group briefly analyzed the master level of the settlement.

All in all, in the settlement, the first level can only be regarded as the lowest level, while the second and third levels can be considered to have a little ability to protect themselves.

The fourth level is already the combat power possessed by the top leaders of some medium-sized gangs.

Someone like the leader of the Sanhe Gang is at least sixth grade, or even seventh grade.

The strength of that group of outsiders is generally not low, and most of them are above level three, so after all calculations, Yang Fang's current situation is still not good.

Once attacked at night, there is still a high possibility of injury.

In addition to his daily peaceful life, Yang Fang also consciously or unconsciously pays attention to the information of other travelers.

Just this morning.

Yang Fang suddenly saw a message sent by someone in the group.

"Everyone, please pay attention. A police detective came here this morning and asked me to cooperate with the investigation. He asked me why I transferred money to Wang Donglai. I guess he will also investigate you later!"

Group member [Real Estate Xiao Hu] said.

"Detective?"

"So what if the police investigate? I am happy to transfer money to Wang Donglai. Is there any law that prohibits transferring money to Wang Donglai? Besides, even if I tell them that I have traveled through time, will they believe it?"

"Fuck brother, you seem so cool!"

"So what if I pull? Is it illegal to pull? I just want to transfer money to Wang Donglai, who can control me?"

"That's right, we haven't broken any laws or disciplines. I've never even run through a red light. Even if I'm being investigated, I won't be afraid."

Some group members responded one after another.

Yang Fang's face was startled and he suddenly reacted.

Could it be that after Wang Donglai's sudden death, the police investigated Wang Donglai? And found out about himself and others from Wang Donglai?

He was uneasy and felt a certain amount of tension.

But soon, he felt relieved again.

What are you afraid of?

I am honest and law-abiding and have never done anything illegal. So what if the police find out?

At most, it can be found that he remitted money to Wang Donglai, but this doesn't mean much.

He pretended as if nothing had happened and continued to work.

For the sake of safety, some people in the group quickly started to create a new group and left the previous group directly. Yang Fang naturally joined the new group, and everyone in the new group quickly unified their voices to deal with the police.

As expected, a group of police detectives arrived at the mental hospital in the afternoon.

One of them is Zhang Mingming, his high school classmate.

In addition to him, there were several police detectives who were tall and tall and had never been seen before. They were strong-blooded and had resolute features. It was obvious at a glance that they must have practiced some Sanda or something like that.

When Zhang Mingming saw Yang Fang, he showed helplessness and advised, "Xiao Fang, a murder occurred recently. Can you tell us why you want to transfer money to a male college student named Wang Donglai? As far as I know, you and him

You probably don’t know him, right?”

"Oh, it's him. I met him while playing games before. His family has never been in a good situation. Last time, I said that his family was seriously ill. I felt soft and lent him some money."

Yang Fang responded calmly.

"Lent him some money?"

The corners of Zhang Mingming's mouth twitched.

Is that a little borrowed?

That’s a direct transfer of hundreds of thousands!

Even if I borrow money from you, can you lend me hundreds of thousands?

"Xiao Fang, if you confess now, we will be lenient. There is still a chance. Don't continue to hide it. Otherwise, legal sanctions will fall on you sooner or later."

Zhang Mingming said seriously.

"I'm serious, I'm not hiding anything."

Yang Fang smiled bitterly.

"Draw his blood!"

A police detective next to him said sternly.

As long as D is sucked, it will definitely be extracted once the blood is drawn.

Several young nurses were surprised and looked at Yang Fang in surprise, but they still came over.

Yang Fang had an open face, without any nervous expression. He stretched out his arms, calmly and naturally, and let a few nurses operate it.

The results of the blood draw were displayed in about half an hour.

After reading this, several police detectives frowned.

The results show everything is fine.

Throughout the day, they investigated more than a dozen people who transferred money to Wang Donglai. After drawing blood one by one, they found that all were normal.

Now the police detectives were completely confused.

Isn’t Wang Donglai a peddler?

So why are so many people transferring money to him?

Do you really want to treat his old mother?

"Is everything okay?"

Yang Fang smiled.

"Young man, you are a doctor after all. You have a bright future. Don't take the path of breaking the law and discipline. There are surveillance everywhere now. If you don't want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing yourself!"

A police detective looked deeply at Yang Fang.

"Officer, please rest assured, I have always abided by the law and have never violated any law or discipline."

Yang Fang said solemnly.

"Um."

Several police detectives nodded, turned around and left with doubts.

"Xiao Fang, I'm sorry this time. This is all for investigation. I hope you can forgive me."

Zhang Mingming also had a complicated look on his face and patted Yang Fang on the shoulder.

"fine."

Yang Fang smiled.

But this also gave him a warning.

He was thinking about whether to continue trading with people in the group.

Bank statements are easy to check.

Even with prestige transfers, there is no security.

The real world is different from other worlds. The order and laws here have been perfected. Any negligence may attract the attention of the police.

Chapter 3 is here!

Thanks to: Xiaoyao Shenzun, reader 1512406156776079360 and other big guys for their rewards!
Chapter completed!