At the police station, Anderson obtained a series of documents such as his own ID and the authorization from Country M's head office, and obtained the closing information about the cause of Yao Weishan's death that could be disclosed.
Anderson put on a pair of glasses, turned directly to the page with the conclusion of the forensic examination, and read it carefully.
Then, he turned back to the page where the police concluded the case.
After reading it, Anderson looked like an ordinary high-level migrant worker and politely shook hands with the police officer in charge of contacting him and thanked him.
After the translator on the side finished translating Anderson's polite words, he also conveyed some official words from the police contact personnel.
After leaving the police station, the translator asked: "Mr. Anderson, are you going back to the hotel now? The Chinese representative is hosting a banquet for you in the evening..."
"No, I want to go to the company to have a look. In addition to making an official conclusion on Yao's death, the headquarters also needs to do some simple cleaning up on the work of Yao's investment project company here, so please send me to the company. As for the evening
Please help me decline the banquet."
Anderson's tone was gentle.
When he arrived at the company, in the office used by Yao Weishan during his lifetime, Anderson obtained Yao Weishan's work materials and matters in the past few months before his death, compiled by Yao Weishan's assistant at the company.
Anderson watched it very carefully and turned the page until eight o'clock in the evening before leaving.
Before leaving, he was very polite and highly praised the company staff for their meticulousness and thoroughness in organizing the information.
All in all, the people in the investment company felt that the commissioner sent from the headquarters was quite easy to deal with, even though he refused the banquet and felt that he did not understand the domestic cultural etiquette.
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It was close to ten o'clock in the evening when Anderson returned to the hotel.
He still stayed in the same hotel where Yao Weishan lived before his death.
Of course, the room used by Yao Weishan is temporarily closed.
In order to show respect, the investment company opened a luxury suite at the same level as Yao Weishan to this head office commissioner.
The room types are all exactly the same.
After politely thanking the driver and translator for their work, Anderson returned to the hotel room.
The moment he closed the door, the polite smile on his face changed to a stern expression.
He put down his bag and took off his coat.
Anderson began to search every room and every corner.
In an extremely professional manner, he carefully checked the room and made sure that there were no eavesdropping or peeping devices.
He even took out his glasses case and took out a thin black lens from the inside. Then he carefully looked around the room to make sure there were no infrared or night vision hidden probes.
Then he started making some strange measurements in the living room of the room.
Obviously, after reading the police case files, he first found the location of Yao Weishan's body in the room when he was found dead.
Then I looked in the bathroom again.
He walked from the bathroom to the living room twice, and then sat on the sofa for a while.
Finally, he walked to the glass door of the balcony.
He frowned and looked at the lock of the glass door, then looked back at the door of the room.
There was a trace of deep thought in his eyes.
Taking out a satellite phone from his bag, Anderson thought for a moment and dialed the number.
"It's me. I've arrived and I've read the preliminary files." Anderson's tone was calm.
On the other end of the phone: "What's your judgment?"
"The cause of death of Nugget No. 16 is initially determined to be a normal accidental death. Everything in the file is normal. Cerebral hemorrhage caused by excessive drinking after bathing at night. From the operation of the project during Nugget's lifetime, no behavior that caused hostility was found.
, his investments and projects have not made any moves that may cause hostility, and I have also checked the company's project progress."
"Since it is normal, let's end it quickly. He is just a Nugget who makes money for us on the outside. We don't need to waste our energy on it."
"But..." Anderson hesitated for a moment: "It's precisely because it's so normal that I can't find anything suspicious. Maybe it's my sixth sense. I always feel that there is something hidden under the seemingly normal words.
A hostility that makes me very uncomfortable."
"...hostility? You mean, this is just your sixth sense?" The tone on the other end of the phone was somewhat dissatisfied.
"Yes, I apply for further investigation."
"We don't want to cause unnecessary complications. What you need to judge is whether the death of the Nuggets is normal. Whether our project has caused hostility from a third party. If there are no problems with both, you can come back according to the process."
"... Just think of it as my own sixth sense. I need two pieces of information... Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. In this ancient country, I won't cause any trouble by going to war, let alone bring trouble to the headquarters.
Bring no trouble."
"I hope you really know! Our business development in this ancient country has just begun. Nugget No. 16 is the first one we sent. There will be more in the future. I don't want you to use a sixth sense."
For some reason, we took extraordinary actions and attracted outsiders' attention to our organization. Remember, we should hide in the abyss!" The tone on the other end of the phone clearly sounded a warning.
"Okay, I understand very well. Now I need two pieces of information. First, I need Nuggets' credit card consumption statements here during the first half of his life. Second, I need the call list of the mobile phone Nuggets used during his lifetime."
The other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, then agreed: "Okay, but the investigation ends here. This is the maximum action I can allow you to do! Finish what you want to do, and then come back immediately."
After a pause, the other end of the phone said slowly: "The matter in South Korea is over. The death of Nugget No. 4 has been included in the key investigation. You are more needed there to provide some help."
"So this is really an unpleasant year, isn't it? The headquarters' development of business in East Asia does not seem to be going well." Anderson seemed to be making a joke.
"There is no need to be too pessimistic. These are not our main business. They are just some peripheral Nuggets who help us make money." The tone on the other end of the phone became more serious: "I'm warning you again, don't do anything extraordinary.
!I don’t want to attract the CIA’s attention to us like last time.”
Anderson sneered and hung up the phone.
That night, he received two encrypted emails in his computer mailbox.
Anderson sat in front of his notebook, holding coffee in one hand and a pen in the other, drawing and writing quickly on a piece of paper in front of him.
He first listed the phone numbers used by Yao Weishan during his lifetime and some of the call record numbers that he thought were worthy of attention.
Then, in the consumption records of the credit card used by Yao Weishan during his lifetime, he found several items that he felt needed to pay attention to.
Especially among the credit card consumption items, one of the several items listed by Anderson was a purchase record of... Van Cleef & Arpels jewelry.
An hour later, he called the satellite phone again.
"I may have found something suspicious."
"……explain."
"First, during his lifetime, Yao helped a woman named Yang Xiaoyi do some futures business and helped her open a futures trading account in country M. Second, in his mobile phone contacts, this woman had frequent contact with him.
Third, this woman was the last person Yao saw on the night of his death. Fourth, among Yao’s credit card purchases during his lifetime, there were several purchases directed at the opposite sex, including the purchase of jewelry, and I saw this person named Yang Xiaoyi
A picture of a woman - she is beautiful and has a husband."
"So what? This only proves that our Nugget may be a lecherous guy. When he was making money for the organization, he found a female companion in the local area. This is not surprising. Do you think we didn't pay attention to this?
?What do you want to express? Peach vendetta? No, that woman and her husband are ordinary people! Ordinary people do not have the ability to kill our gold diggers silently." The other end of the phone laughed and said: "Okay.
I'll give you three days. After three days, if there is no discovery, you can come back. Where in South Korea need you more!"
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The next day, in the morning, Sun Keke kept coughing.
Before the second period of class was over, Chen Nuo went over and touched School Beauty Sun's forehead to confirm that she had a fever.
Ignoring the girl's struggle, he took her directly to the squad leader and said: "She is sick, I will send her home to rest."
"I, I just caught a cold last night and the radiator at home was broken." Sun Keke looked at Chen Nuo pitifully.
Chen Nuo didn't care what she said, he pulled her and supported her and left the school.
He simply lived not far away and accompanied her back home.
On the way, I learned that Lao Sun had not been at home during the day for the past two days, and he didn't know what he was doing when he ran out - but Chen Nuo knew that he was there to help with the loan procedures.
As for Yang Xiaoyi, she still has to go to work.
After going upstairs, Sun Xiaoxiao opened the door of her house with the key. Chen Nuo helped the limp girl into the room.
School belle Sun was a little out of breath, but she still blushed and called tentatively: "Dad? Mom?"
No one at home answered, so the school beauty Sun relaxed a little, but looked at Chen Nuo, becoming more and more embarrassed.
As soon as Chen Nuo entered the door, suddenly, his head was lowered, and a cold light flashed across his eyes!!
He calmly helped Sun Xiaohua sit on the sofa first, stopped in front of Sun Xiaohua, turned his head, and squinted his eyes to look in the direction of the back room...
at home...
...someone!!
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The door to the master bedroom of Sun's house was closed.
Inside the thin door panel, Anderson stood quietly behind the door, holding a slender steel needle between his gloved fingers, his eyes stern.
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[Well, starting from this chapter, some world views and world backgrounds slowly unfold. 】