Chapter Eighty: Things Have Gotten Out of Hand

  Xing Fei ordered someone to go up and bring the person down. When he saw the deceased's face clearly, he still couldn't believe it was really Sun Hao.

  "Director, it seems we're in real trouble now. This thing has blown up and even if we want to cover it up, it's not possible. Outside is full of reporters, I think within half an hour the whole province will know that Sun Hao was killed. The impact is huge, and we can't explain this to the Sun family either."

  Then he shouted in a flurry: "Who the hell called the reporter here?"

  Yang Tao shook his head: I don't know, when my fiancée and I arrived here there was no one, but after I just finished calling you, the reporters came, and more and more.

  At this time, Xing Fei saw a reporter waving at him, who was his classmate, and the two had always been very close.

  Xing Fei walked over and said: Old classmates, your reporters' information is more timely than ours. You actually arrived here before us.

  "Haha... Captain Xing, don't tease me anymore. I'm in this line of work to eat this kind of rice. If there's big news, of course, I have to come. Otherwise, wouldn't I be unworthy of my salary?"

  "I asked Old Xing, can you tell me if the deceased is Sun Hao?"

  Xing Fei was taken aback and asked: How did you know?

  The journalist exclaimed excitedly: I didn't expect it to be true, at first I thought someone was playing a prank when I received the call. The only successor of the Sun family being killed is big news!

  Xing Fei heard what he said and asked in confusion: Did you just receive a phone call and come?

  "Yes, just half an hour ago, someone called the newspaper to say that a murder had occurred here, and the victim was Sun Daqian's son, Sun Hao."

  "What about them?" Xing Fei pointed at the group of reporters and asked: "Did they also come after receiving a phone call?

  "Right, it seems like all the calls I received were from the same person."

  Xing Fei thought for a moment and scolded: "Damn it, it must be him who did it. What is he trying to do? He killed someone and still made such a big fuss about it."

  "That reporter's eyes lit up and asked: Who are you talking about? Can you reveal some information to me?"

  Xing Fei said in a bad mood: No, if you want news, go find it yourself. After finishing speaking, he walked back.

  The forensic doctor is performing an autopsy, Xing Fei asked: How's it going? Any leads?

  The forensic doctor shook his head and said: There is no obvious clue, the deceased has wounds on his body, but it was not a beating injury, it was an abrasion. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. After finishing, he used tweezers to clip out a plastic tube from the throat, close to the skin.

  "The murderer used it to insert into the victim's throat, causing blood to flow slowly and leading to death due to excessive bleeding."

  "I don't know what deep hatred the murderer had with him, and he actually used this method to kill. However, I've heard that Sun Hao is a person who doesn't do good deeds, but does everything else, which is also his retribution."

  After finishing speaking, he turned Sun Hao's body over to continue the autopsy. At this time, a white piece of paper fell out of Sun Hao's pocket.

  Xing Fei picked it up and saw a few lines of writing on top: "Hello police comrades, I think you must be eager to catch me now. Haha... But this has to wait until you catch me."

  "You guys lost this game, so Sun Hao died, don't blame me. Also, thank Sun Daqian for the money he gave me, rich people are really different, I just opened my mouth and he gave me 7 billion, tell him that if I'm short of money to spend in the future, I'll go find him again."

  "Lastly, a piece of advice for you all: never believe what a criminal says, because we are scoundrels and don't need to talk about credibility."