Lu Fan was a little surprised. He thought it would take a few days for Liu Fang to recover, but he didn't expect Liu Fang to recover so quickly.
"Did you feel uncomfortable anywhere after you woke up?" Lu Fan asked.
"Didn't say."
Zhao Yuelin shook his head: "But I heard that his mental state is not very good. He has always said that he wants to see you. If you have time, you should go and see him."
"Okay, then please make arrangements and I'll go there at noon."
Lu Fan nodded in agreement. Liu Fang is now the only person who has been controlled by Wuntakelin and survived. The first thing he did after waking up was to look for him. He must have revealed some important information.
Tang Huanxi and Shen Lu stayed in the detention room for more than an hour before they came out, which far exceeded the prescribed prison visit time.
When he came out, Tang Huanxi's beautiful eyes were red, and he expressed gratitude to Zhao Yuelin: "Thank you, Captain Zhao."
When she was inside, Shen Lu told her that it would be good for her to find the captain, and she would have good food and drink, which was much better than being in the detention center.
"It's okay. We have almost collected the evidence here. The case will be closed soon. You can also prepare to take the person home." Zhao Yuelin said with a smile.
Originally, Shen Lu's lightest charge was negligent injury. If Tang Sheng and his family refused to let go, she would have been sentenced to several months in prison.
But she and Lu Fan now know very well that there are no scars on Wang Li's face now, not even a scar. This is completely contrary to common sense, and therefore cannot be handled according to common sense. Everyone is fine. The charge of negligent injury is naturally impossible to establish.
After Zhao Yuelin put the two people in the car, he returned to his office.
What happened at the Parkview International Hotel last night has shocked the entire upper class of Nandu.
This is an unspoken secret, but someone has to wipe it out and smooth it over before it spreads.
Zhao Yuelin received such a task, responsible for processing the traces of the accident at the scene, as well as the identity and information processing of these people after their death. She has done criminal investigation work for so many years, and is the best at this.
Just as she was erasing the information about the deceased, the phone on the table suddenly rang.
She subconsciously picked up the phone and held it to her ear, only to find that the phone was still ringing. It was a red line phone.
Zhao Yuelin stood up, adjusted his clothes, and picked up the red line receiver.
"Criminal Investigation Team Zhao Yuelin." She said seriously.
"I'm Wang Desheng." The other party's voice was low.