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The next day, in the morning, more than eight o'clock.

"";8; Zhou Hanyang's secretary Zhang Yan was holding a mobile phone in the lobby of the office building of Beidu Industrial Group, pacing back and forth, with an anxious look on her face. She looked out of the building from time to time...

At ten o'clock this morning, Zhou Hanyang had an important joint meeting to attend, which could even determine the flow of billions of RMB.

But now it was more than eight o'clock, and Zhou Hanyang had no news.

Half an hour ago, Zhang Yan kept calling the boss's phone and the boss's bodyguards. But...

All of them could not be contacted!

"Secretary Zhang, good morning!"

"Secretary Zhang, what's wrong~, is there anything?" "Secretary Zhang, good morning..."

Zhang Yan was Zhou Hanyang's chief secretary, and her status in the group was not low. At this time, the employees of Beidu Industrial Group who entered and exited the lobby greeted Zhang Yan after seeing her.

Zhang Yan responded a few times.

She glanced at the time on her watch and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

Came to the underground garage and got into her red Audi.

Fastened the seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and started driving towards Jiujiantang.

More than 30 minutes later.

Zhang Yan arrived outside the Jiujiantang villa area, and the car was stopped in front of the guard. Zhang Yan stuck her head out and showed her identity...

As Zhou Hanyang's secretary, Zhang Yan, who even had a closer relationship in secret, was also a person who often went in and out of Jiujiantang.

After verifying her identity, she was quickly released.

Drive the car into the garage.

Zhang Yan hurriedly got out of the car, stepped on high heels, and walked towards Zhou Hanyang's villa... Entered the wall.

Looked at the villa. She stopped...

I just felt that the villa seemed to be a little extra quiet today!

A feeling of something wrong suddenly came to my mind!

Walked to the door and rang the doorbell. 'Ding Dong...' 'Ding Dong...' 'Ding Dong...' The doorbell kept echoing in the room, but there was no response.

Zhang Yan stepped back a few steps.

She wanted to go to the garden behind the villa to have a look.

She walked along the gravel path to the back of the garden.

The back door of the garden was open and quiet... approached.

Zhang Yan's eyes saw the Caucasian hound with most of its body sticking out of the kennel! The Caucasian hound was lying on the ground, and the blood flowing from its body dyed the ground red... "Ah!"

Zhang Yan widened her eyes and screamed in fear.

A few dozen seconds later, the security team of Jiujiantang arrived.

Most of the members of this security team were retired special forces soldiers, and they had seen blood on their hands.

When they looked at the "Caucasian hound" on the ground in the garden, they only "clicked" in their hearts, thinking that the people in the house might be in danger.

They all had an impression of this Caucasian hound in the community. It was huge, like a lion, and very ferocious. On weekdays, it was locked with a chain as thick as an arm... As for them, no one dared to say that they could fight this hound with bare hands. But now, this beast is lying quietly on the ground... "Wang Jun!"

A middle-aged man with a scar from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth looked heavy-hearted.

He immediately raised his head and looked at a young man in the team, shouting loudly. "Here!"

"Last night, you were on duty..." "Did your team hear any unusual movements?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice. "No."

"I'm sure."

The young man named Wang Jun stood straight and responded.

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire security team looked even uglier. "Skinny monkey, go in and take a look."

The middle-aged man looked at another thin and flexible young man and said.

The skinny monkey-like young man nimbly climbed into the garden.

He opened the garden door, then walked to the doghouse and squatted down to check the Caucasian's wound... "Head!"

"There is only one fatal wound, on the neck!" The skinny monkey young man reported loudly.

Last night, there was no sound, this is the first.

Facing a large hunting dog like the Caucasian, killing it with one shot, this is the second. "Something happened." The middle-aged man said. "Call the police." He followed and said. In the team, Zhang Yan, Zhou Hanyang's secretary, who was wearing an OL professional suit, looked pale and her legs were a little weak.

"Let's go in."

"Chestnut, remember the record!" 0.. Ask for flowers 0..

The middle-aged man looked at the villa and gave orders one after another.

Behind him, the young man called Chestnut took out a camera from his bag and turned on the recording button.

A group of people walked into the villa.

The villa was still very quiet, even very clean and tidy... There was no sign of someone sneaking in.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man's eyebrows kept shaking.

For him who had been in the battlefield in the Middle East, killing was easy, but killing, and leaving no traces, he couldn't do it, and even, he couldn't think of how to do it. "Is anyone living in this bedroom?"

The group stood in front of the servant's room at the foot of the stairs. The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yan and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes...Yes!"...0"My boss's two bodyguards should live here." Zhang Yan swallowed her saliva and stammered. "Open the door."

The middle-aged man looked around and said.

The thin young man walked forward, put his hand lightly on the handle, and with a little force, the door opened...Everyone walked into the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, two corpses were lying, and the bed was stained red with blood... Zhang Yan was frightened and sat down on the ground. "It's still a dagger, one blow to seal the throat."

The skinny young man inspected the wound, looked at the middle-aged man, and said. "Let's go." "Go upstairs."

The middle-aged man exhaled, his expression as solemn as water. He had no intention of continuing to explore, so he turned around and said in a deep voice.

master bedroom.

The door was opened directly.

Zhang Hanyang, chairman of Beidu Industrial Group, and his lover Zhao Manzhi died tragically on the bed.

There is still only one fatal injury, which is the throat.

In the master bedroom, the entire security team fell into deathly silence...

These security guards, who had seen many lives and deaths, felt goosebumps appear one by one when they touched their arms.

Secretary Zhang Yan collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

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