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Book 89, Chapter 89: Remembrance 20



Book 89, Chapter 89: Remembrance 20

"Captain Jin, is Shen An the culprit behind this?" Lin Liang glanced at him and asked curiously.     

Jin Lin expression became more serious and silent.     

The Shen An on the water island disappeared into thin air. The police thought Shen An was dead. However, this was not the case.     

Just as she was thinking about it, Zhang Qiang ran over in a panic and said anxiously," I received a call from the suspect."     

Jin Lin's eyes turned cold as he quickly walked over.     

When the police officer saw Jin Lin coming over, he handed him the phone.     

"I'm Jin Lin."     

A burst of silver bell-like laughter sounded. His tone carried a hint of a smile as he teased," Jin Lin, I'm back."     

The familiar voice revealed a shade.     

Jin Lin forehead frowned, his face full of malice. He lowered his voice and asked," Where are you?"     

"I'll give you time. Come and catch me. You wo n' t be able to keep your life any longer." She only smiled, her smile wild and arrogant.     

Lin Liang gestured in Jin Lin direction and nodded.     

"Whose life?"     

She laughed more and more wantonly." It would be boring if you guessed it too early."     

Jin Lin's expression became more serious as he asked in a deep voice," Shen An are with you?"     

"I'm here to avenge you." A pleasant voice sounded, with a coquettish tone," Jin Lin, we are the real people."     

"Help me get revenge?" "I don't remember who I hated." Jin Lin continued to stall for time.     

Qiao Ran was in a good mood and laughed from time to time. There was a faint noise from the other end of the phone, making it hard to hear.     

"If it was the enemy who killed his father!" His deliberately lowered voice revealed a hint of gloominess.     

Jin Lin's expression changed. His Adam's apple slid up and down as he asked," What does Shen An have to do with Wang Zheng?"     

"Imitator. He was just a weakling and had to rehearse all the cases. There were no two identical souls in the world. What he followed was the surface. He was destined not to complete a perfect crime scene. "What I want to do is to draw a sentence for this perfect crime."     

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.     

"We found a signal in the construction area." Lin Liang looked up from the computer screen.     

"Jincheng only has one construction area. It's in the south of the city." Zhang Qiang thought for a moment and said.     

As the car ran, Jin Lin face turned solemn.     

"Is Qiao Ran the second personality that Sister Qing split up?" Lin Liang hesitated before asking.     

Jin Lin nodded." Yes."     

Lin Liang took a deep breath and his face turned pale. He did not utter a single word for a long time.     

"The construction area is in the front. The construction is in progress. The car can't drive." Zhang Qiang pointed at the road ahead and whispered.     

The car stopped in the south of the city and the snow on the roadside was cleared.     

Jin Lin got out of the car, his heart suddenly panicked. He vaguely felt as if something was about to happen.     

The closer they got to the construction area, the more uneasy they felt. That uneasiness caused his throat to dry and his palms to sweat.     

His heartbeat quickened. He stopped and looked into the distance. His eyes were white and empty, but the more he felt his gaze.     

"Captain Jin, what's wrong?" Lin Liang noticed that Jin Lin did not follow and asked.     

"It's fine." He shook his head and put his hands in his pockets to keep up with the group.     

He had informed the construction team that they had stopped working.     

"The construction area has been checked carefully. There are no suspicious areas." Zhang Qiang examined him for a week and said in a low voice.     

The place where he could live had been demolished, and the suspects had no place to hide.     

Lin Liang nodded. The signal was nearby, but...     

He lowered his head, blood on the ground. His pupils dilated as he said anxiously," Come quickly. I found blood."     

Jin Lin quickly walked over, his fingers grinding the bloodstains. They were moist and sticky, and it had just been left behind.     

Suddenly, something came to mind.     

He brushed away the snowflakes on the ground and stepped on an iron plate.     

The few of them struggled to move the iron plate away. An extremely steep staircase was narrow enough for only one person to pass through.     

The smell was rotten and damp.     

Lin Liang held the flashlight and they walked down in turn.     

The passage was very long. It took more than ten minutes to reach the end. He felt more and more cold. The cold air made his teeth tremble.     

A wooden door was at the end of the door. After pulling it twice, it did not open. Zhang Qiang took out the tools and began to pry the door.     

Lin Liang wrapped his coat tightly and turned to look at Jin Lin." Captain Jin, there's no signal from the phone."     

Jin Lin pursed her lips and said nothing. She stared at the wooden door.     

She vaguely thought that the icehouse on the water island was also made out of a wooden door, and her heart trembled slightly.     

The wooden door was opened, and the chill grew heavier. His eyes were filled with ice. The surrounding walls were covered in ice, and even the ground was frozen. The temperature was very low.     

While Lin Liang was breathing hot air, she followed behind them.     

"There are pieces of clothes here."     

A pile of broken clothes scattered on the ground.     

Jin Lin walked over and the black cloth was scattered on the ground. He picked up a piece and his pupils dilated.     

It was Su Baiqing clothes.     

Lin Liang also recognized the owner of this pile of clothes and his heart trembled. What had he done to Su Baiqing?     

The door was opened and the smell of blood could be faintly smelled.     

There was a bloody handprint on the wall. It looked at his eyes.     

Jin Lin walked along the Blood Hand Seal. The smell of blood grew thicker and thicker. He stopped at the corner and his pupils dilated.     

"Ah!" Zhang Qiang was shocked when she saw the person lying in a pool of blood.     

Shen An fell to the ground, his eyes wide open. His face was malevolent, looking extremely painful.     

He was lying in the corridor with the word "big ". His left and right hands were locked by iron chains. The slender wire pierced through the skin of his wrist, and the other end was tied to the ceiling.     

There was also a wire tied around his ankle, and four long and thin wires hung around him. It looked terrifying.     

It was like a toy that was controlled by someone.     

Shen An lay in a pool of blood without any signs of struggle.     

Jin Lin passed over the corpse and searched every room. There was no Su Baiqing.     

He became even more flustered. Where was Su Baiqing?     

After a long corridor, a phone was left on the carpet.     

He picked it up and the screen on his phone flashed with time.     

His pitch-black eyes suddenly widened as he roared," Get out of here! There's a bomb here!"     

When everyone heard Jin Lin roar, they didn't bother searching for clues and hurriedly left.     

He had just reached the narrow passage...     

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.     

Sparks flew in all directions, and dazzling flames rushed in the direction of the crowd like tongues of fire.     

Ignoring everything else, everyone scrambled to escape.     

Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bombs exploded one after another.     

Jin Lin crawled out of the tunnel, covered in dust and gravel.     

"Captain Jin, there's no clue." Lin Liang patted the gravel on his shoulder and whispered.     

Jin Lin took out a black phone from his pocket and handed it to Lin Liang.     

Lin Liang opened the screen and said in surprise," This is Shen An phone."     

Jin Lin didn't respond and looked into the distance.     

Shen An died, but Su Baiqing disappeared.     

Where was his Little White?     


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