Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters moon falling star Shen Qiuyue
"According to the intelligence, they are just a student assistant relationship, there shouldn't be any super friendship relationship?"
After Bai Xiu saw Yu Xingxuan's basic situation, his heart suddenly softened.
Yu Xingxuan's life experience is very pitiful. When her parents had a car accident, she was in the final stage of her senior year in high school.
Wandering at the crossroads of life.
At this time, Feng Yijun's appearance gave her the courage to face the future.
Funded her tuition, fees and living expenses for four years of college, and the gift was reborn.
It seems reasonable to put a photo of them together in Yu Shining's wallet.
"But this Yu Shanshan has graduated several years ago, and their relationship is still so close. Don't you think it's abnormal? Look, there is a bank transfer of 100,000 yuan."
Sure enough, Li Yong turned over Yu Xingxuan's bank balance by a year, and there was a sum of 100,000 yuan between them, which was transferred to her card by Feng Yijun.
What was the use of the money? Now that both of them are dead, no one knows what the money was used for.
Jiang Hao also took it over and looked at the time of the transfer, and said, "The transfer was made one month before she bought the car. Could it be the money lent to her for the car?"
This is just Jiang Hao's guess. After all, what the truth is has already been returned to dust with the death of these two people.
"Well, it's possible, but since it's to subsidize tuition, I don't think many people online just block the other person after they graduate? It's suspicious to maintain such a close relationship like this."
Everyone discussed and ate around this issue, and the battle was quickly resolved.
Everyone returned to the office and continued to discuss the relationship between Yu Shanshan, Feng Yijun and Zhao Yiping.
Is Brother Hui going to target the three of them?
Now that two people have been killed, it can be said that Zhao Yiping's situation is very dangerous.
But I don’t know where Zhao Yiping is now. Is her safety guaranteed?
"The phone is still unanswered. If there is no danger, this woman didn't do it on purpose, right?"
Li Yong called Zhao Yiping again, but no one answered the phone, which made him a little angry.
"Have the previous arrangements been reflected?"
I can't rush this matter even if I want to, I can only wait for the result.
"not yet."
"What about Officer Xing?"
"If they have results, they should take the initiative to contact them."
While everyone was discussing, Gao Jianxiong came in with a piece of paper: "Is everyone here? It's like this. The police in Linan received a receipt. The address we sent there does not exist and is a fake address.
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Seeing that no one showed any surprise, he suddenly asked, "Do you all know this?"
"High Bureau, when I came here in the morning, Team Leader Jiang analyzed that there was something wrong with this address. I didn't expect that he was right."
Li Yong quickly recounted the situation they discussed in the car that morning, and Gao Jianxiong nodded repeatedly: "It makes sense. It seems that this mercenary was indeed well prepared. He probably did not commit a crime on the spur of the moment because he had no money.
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Later, Li Yong once again gathered the information they had. The most urgent task now is to find Zhao Yiping, the person involved, so that many mysteries can be solved.
Gusuo
Zhao Yiping, who the police could not find at this time, was kneeling in front of the Buddha in a temple to pray devoutly.
This is the very famous Puhua Temple in Lianhua District, Nan Province. It is said to have been built in the Southern Song Dynasty. It has a history of more than 700 years and is still very popular.
There are countless tourists coming here every day to ask for visas and fulfill their wishes.
In the main hall, the sound of Zen is ringing in the ears, and the abbot is chanting sutras. All the guests are kneeling on the futon, with their eyes closed tightly, and their hands holding Buddhist beads and arching them in front of their chests. It seems that at this moment, this is the bliss of the West, which can make people unconscious.
The earth lets go of the pain of the world and becomes transcendent.
In the Mahavira Hall, after the host recited a passage of scripture, he said softly: "This is the end of today's destiny. All donors, please come back!"
Zhao Yiping slowly opened her eyes, as if she had returned to the real world. She squeezed the beads nervously and put them in her bag, then took out her cell phone that was on silent mode, ready to check the time.
Unexpectedly, when he saw a dozen unanswered calls from strangers on his mobile phone, he was suddenly frightened. He didn't even have a firm grip on the mobile phone in his hand. He dropped it to the ground with a 'pop' sound, and the screen fell.
smash.
As soon as Zhao Yiping picked up her mobile phone, she heard the old monk at the door taking out the lottery and said: "This female donor has a sad face and is restless. Why not ask for a lottery and listen to what the Buddha said."
She had something on her mind, and she saw the old monk in front of her with a kind face and kind eyes, a solemn appearance, and the demeanor of a virtuous monk. There was also a young monk beside him, serving him around him.
I couldn't help but want to try it.
So she walked to the table, picked up the lottery tube and shook it. After a while, a lottery fell out of the lottery tube. Zhao Yiping picked up the lottery and handed it over and said: "Master, please explain this lottery to me."
"
Unexpectedly, the kind-hearted monk just now was a little surprised when he saw this lot, and he even sat up straight unconsciously.
Thinking that she was uneasy just now, he asked tentatively: "Did this female donor have a major change in her family recently?"
Zhao Yiping was shocked. Could he really tell something from the signature?
Suspicious, she asked again: "Does the Master know what happened?"
The monk thought that Zhao Yiping's expression was not quite right. He had seen countless people here, and he knew what kind of people came to the temple to seek peace of mind.
Seeing that the other party had not yet let down his guard, the old monk continued to say tentatively: "It must have something to do with your spouse!"
"How do you know?"
After hearing these words, Zhao Yiping looked at the monk opposite with a horrified expression as if struck by lightning.
She could guarantee that she would never recognize the monk opposite.
How did this monk know?
Hearing Zhao Yiping's admission, the old monk said with an expression that was exactly what I expected: "You are signing a sign. The sign reads: The moon sets, the stars sink, the wind and rain come, this is a sign of great misfortune!"
"Master, what's the explanation for this?"
"Is your husband dead?"
"Dead."
"It's a pity that the moon has set and the stars are about to sink. Donor, I'm afraid you will also suffer a bloody disaster within three days!"
When Zhao Yiping heard what the old monk said, she was immediately shocked. She was already uneasy and felt confused for a moment.
She knew that she had met a real master, and she knew the actual situation she was facing after just asking for a fortune.
But since the Buddha allowed himself to meet the Great Master, there must be a chance of survival, so he quickly knelt down and begged:
"Please save my life, Master. I would be very grateful."