The best perspective expert

Chapter 51 Long-cherished wish
Going to university is Han Zhenyang's long-cherished wish and deepest regret in his life, and Capital University is the palace he has dreamed of for a long time.

Now, he has no chance to go to college, but his sister still has hope.

It can be said that his sister not only carries her own hope, but also carries his hope.

He Qianjun wanted to help their brother and sister, and he had no reason to refuse, but he wanted to hear from his younger sister, and if his younger sister was unwilling, he would not force it.One central thought: He is only happy when his sister is happy.

Thinking of this, Han Zhenyang shifted his gaze to his younger sister, "Xiaoyue, what do you think?"

Han Xiaoyue was a little excited, a little hopeful, but also a little apprehensive.For ordinary high school students, being able to study in the High School Affiliated to Shouda University is a blessing that cannot be achieved in a few lifetimes. How can they not look forward to it?How can you not be excited?But thinking of going to the capital alone to go to school, she felt a little uneasy. She has never been out of Lu Province since she grew up.

"Brother, is it really possible?"

Han Zhenyang smiled and touched her head, "Of course, I can go to the capital to accompany you at a big deal, hehe, anyway, your brother is alone, it doesn't matter where you live, the key is whether you want it or not?"

"Of course I would," Han Xiaoyue said hastily.

"It's fine if you're willing," Han Zhenyang said to He Qianjun, "Brother Qianjun, please help me arrange it."

"It's nothing to worry about, it's just a matter of a word," He Qianjun smiled, and made a phone call in front of Han Zhenyang. It seemed that he was some kind of bureau chief. Help with the formalities.The other person was also very happy, and he agreed directly without even asking about the gender.

He Qianjun hung up the phone and said with a smile: "It's done, just go over there in a few days and go through the formalities."

Han Xiaoyue hurriedly thanked him excitedly, "Thank you Brother Qianjun."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," He Qianjun waved his hands quickly.

Han Zhenyang heaved a sigh of relief after solving his sister's schooling and safety problems at once, and was led by He Qianjun to wander around the city.

That's right, it was He Qianjun who led him around the city.

Even though he grew up in Daocheng, he really doesn't know Daocheng as well as He Qianjun.Of course, He Qianjun was also led by someone, including Li Zhongqiang who helped Han Zhenyang deal with the aftermath.

Li Zhongqiang is a strong man in his thirties. He is not tall, but he is very strong. There is a shrewd energy in his small eyes. There are unknown clubs, hidden but luxurious entertainment centers, and authentic snack bars. In the end, I even got a yacht to go out to sea, just for fun, such as Talk about sea fishing or something.

Of course, he had to go to the famous Changle Road antique market in the island city. He Qianjun was a veteran in the antique market. According to his own statement, he went to Liulichang to sell small objects to earn pocket money when he was fourteen or fifteen.

Han Zhenyang is also very interested. He has supernatural powers, and it is not a problem to pick up leaks. He has dabbled in ancient calligraphy and painting, so he can keep up with the rhythm of He Qianjun's ears, because no matter what type of antiques are, they are inseparable. Open art or calligraphy.

Knowing art and calligraphy can be regarded as half an expert in treasure appraisal.

Li Zhongqiang doesn't know much about these things, but he knows how to make fun of him, so the atmosphere is very harmonious.

While strolling, Li Zhongqiang suddenly whispered: "Sun Chenglong's younger brother is back."

"Who?"

"What identity?"

Han Zhenyang and He Qianjun asked in unison.

Li Zhongqiang said in a low voice: "Sun Chengfeng, Sun Chenglong's younger brother, the leader of the Leihuo Group's special task force, just returned to the island city to deal with his brother's funeral." To Sun Chenglong's death has a certain connection with Han Zhenyang.Of course, he didn't expect that Sun Chenglong would die at the hands of Han Zhenyang even after beating him to death. He just thought that Han Zhenyang should be a professional killer who spent money to find him.

He Qianjun didn't think much at first, Sun Chenglong was nothing to him, let alone Sun Chenglong's younger brother, Leihuo Group?What is that?What the hell is the leader of the task force?But he immediately realized that something was wrong, whether it was Sun Chenglong or Sun Chengfeng, Li Zhongqiang didn't need to mention it on this occasion, and there was no need to mention it to him.Since it is mentioned, it has a special meaning.

Only Han Zhenyang can be related to Sun Chenglong.

Thinking of Sun Chenglong's strange way of death, He Qianjun lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, does that really have anything to do with you?"

Han Zhenyang smiled, "They couldn't find any evidence."

He Qianjun immediately understood that finding no evidence doesn't mean it doesn't matter.In other words, Han Zhenyang admitted that Sun Chenglong's death had something to do with him.Thinking of this, his face suddenly became serious, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Han Zhenyang nodded without hesitation. He couldn't guarantee that no one would suspect him, but he could guarantee that he didn't leave any substantial evidence behind.With the current criminal investigation methods and medical level, those people can't even find the cause of Sun Chenglong's death, so how can they talk about finding the murderer?As for the evidence, it is even more nonsense, because he has never been to the scene, but just stood outside Sun Chenglong's villa for a while.

Obviously, this is not much evidence at all. It can only be said that he has certain suspicions. If there is no direct evidence such as the murder weapon, fingerprints, and DNA, no one can convict him.

He Qianjun didn't know what Han Zhenyang was thinking, so he continued to ask in a low voice, "Didn't you use your personal account to transfer money?"

"Ah?" Han Zhenyang looked confused, and then smiled: "Brother Qianjun, you don't think I paid someone to do it, do you? Haha, I spent a lot of money? And if I really want to do that, I won't It will leave such obvious clues as the transfer information."

"That's good," He Qianjun breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then said to Li Zhongqiang, "Zhongqiang, please keep an eye on me, I don't want people to disturb my fun with my brother."

Li Zhongqiang nodded, walked a little further away and made a phone call, then winked at the bodyguards who looked like passers-by nearby to remind them to be more vigilant, then returned to He Qianjun as if nothing had happened, and briefly explained Sun Chengfeng's message.

Sun Chengfeng is six years younger than Sun Chenglong, and he has a good relationship with his brother. When he was 17 years old, he killed a student because of a racing car. After finding someone to cover the bag, he went to the United States. With the help of Sun Chenglong, he joined the Leihuo Group. During the Leihuo Group The information is incomplete, only know that his status is not very high, but he has certain privileges.

When Han Zhenyang heard this, he couldn't help asking: "What kind of group is this Leihuo Group? I checked and found no relevant information."

Li Zhongqiang took a look at He Qianjun and said in a low voice: "On the surface, it is a security group, but in fact it is a killer group. The three who fell into your villa that day are the C-level killers in their group."

"Fuck, there really is a group of this nature?" Han Zhenyang was taken aback. He knew there was such a thing as a professional killer, but he didn't expect it to be such an aboveboard existence, and it was organized into a group.

"Of course there are, and there are a lot of them, but on the surface they are all engaged in serious security business, but how many of them are serious people who can do security business? And whether it's bodyguards, mercenaries, or killers, it doesn't really make any difference. , in some war-torn areas, bodyguards are both mercenaries and killers. As long as they have money to make, they dare to take on any job. The profits are too high.”

Han Zhenyang opened his mouth and finally shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what to say.For ordinary people, this is unbelievable, but when you think about it carefully, there is a market where there is a demand. The more developed the economy, the more prosperous the business of these industries is. It is not uncommon for several groups like Leihuo Group to appear.

It's just that ordinary people can't get in touch, or Huaxia people can't get in touch, because Huaxia's control over this aspect is still relatively strict, and the law and order is relatively good.If it is replaced by countries such as Thailand, Myanmar, Philippines, Africa, Middle East and America, some people may take this path for a poisonous cigarette.Some areas abroad are far darker than people see.

But then again, is Sun Chenglong's younger brother also a professional killer?

Li Zhongqiang couldn't answer this question either. He was considered a top snake in Daocheng and even in Lu Province, but it was impossible to focus on Sun Chenglong's family, right?What's more, Sun Chengfeng has been staying abroad, and it will take a certain amount of time to collect information. What's more, the investigator is likely to be a professional killer.

At this moment, the crowd was separated, and a group of Jingcha rushed up, and without a word, they took out their pistols and pointed at Han Zhenyang, "Squat down!" "Don't move!" "Put your hands behind your back!" Then a slight The fat Jing Cha strode up to Han Zhenyang, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you Han Zhenyang?"

"It's me!" Han Zhenyang nodded and admitted without changing his face.

"That's good, take it away!" Fat Jingcha waved his hands majestically, and ordered Han Zhenyang to be handcuffed.

Han Zhenyang laughed, "Comrade Jingcha, you have to give a reason for arresting someone, right? And you don't even show the well inspection certificate and the arrest certificate, how do I know if you are a fake well inspector? You know, after more than half a month A few days ago, I was just caught by the fake well inspector."

"Reason? Where are you between 12pm and 11:30pm on the [-]th? Don't tell me you're sleeping at home?" Fat Jingcha sneered.

Han Zhenyang blinked, "On the 12th, let me think about it. At that time, I should be near the Laoshan villa area."

"What have you done?"

"Look at the scenery. I have long heard that the scenery in Laoshan Villa District is good. I have always wanted to go, but I have no chance. It happened that I was free that day, so I went for a stroll. What? Is this also a crime? You made such a big fuss battle," Han Zhenyang shrugged his shoulders very easily, without a single bit of tension on his face, but these words were pure nonsense.

"Looking at the scenery in the middle of the night, do you think I will believe it?"

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. I believe it. Of course, if you think it's a crime, okay, tell me which law I violated?"

"No need to argue, Han Zhenyang, we have enough evidence to prove that you are involved in a case of intentional homicide."

(End of this chapter)