Lin Yixiang drank with Mu Zechuan.

The two of them only drank two bottles of whiskey before Mu Zechuan collapsed.

It's not that Mu Zechuan can't drink, it's just that he gets drunk faster when he's worried.

He couldn't help but remember that ten years ago, before Mu Zechuan went abroad, they had a drink like this.

That time, it was also for He Jiayin.

He Jiayin.

Lin Yixiang read this name in his heart.

How painful would it be for her to lose her child?

Mu Zechuan is like this, let alone her?

He shook the cup, and the ice cubes that were about to melt made a crisp sound.

He raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, then put down the cup and stood up.

After leaving Nanshan Villa, I don't know when the wind started to blow outside.

As soon as autumn comes, the wind in Annan City is particularly strong.

Lin Yixiang squeezed his neck and got into the car, took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin was the detective he commissioned to investigate when the warehouse caught fire last time.

Mu Zechuan was in such a state that he couldn't do anything within a day or two.

In order to find out who impersonated Mu Zechuan and called the hospital, he had to take action.

This is for Mu Zechuan, and more importantly, for He Jiayin.

He could no longer watch her get hurt again and again.

Xiaolin got the results the next day.

"Mr. Lin, the number that called Dean Xu has been checked." Xiao Lin sat opposite Lin Yixiang, then took out a photo from his arms and pushed it in front of Lin Yixiang: "Have you seen this person?"

Lin Yixiang picked up the photo and saw the face of a young man on it. His face was pale, as if he was suffering from some illness and lacked energy.

He shook his head and put down the photo: "I have no impression. Is this the man who made the call?"

Xiao Lin nodded affirmatively: "Yes. This man is a magician and knows ventriloquism. It is said that he can imitate anyone's voice. That's why he called the hospital with Mr. Mu's tone."

"For what?" Lin Yixiang frowned.

"That's why I asked you if you know this man." Xiao Lin said in a detective tone: "Did Mr. Mu have any conflicts or festivals with him?"

"Magician? No, Kawako will not have anything to do with such a person. Even if they know each other and become enemies, how can such a person dare to go against Kawako? Pretend to be Kawako's voice and ask the hospital to remove He Jiayin's child

..."

"Is it for Miss He?" Xiao Lin also frowned: "Mr. Lin, why would the hospital dare to do such a thing after receiving a phone call? After all, someone pretending to be Mr. Mu made the call. Don't they know anything about it?

No doubt?"

"I asked the dean about this, and he said that not only the voice of the caller, but also the tone and manner of speaking were exactly the same as Kawako. They had no idea that someone was impersonating him."

"Is that so..." Xiao Lin pinched his chin and fell into deep thought: "There was someone around him who taught him what to say and what to do, right?"

"What's the meaning?"

"There must be someone who is familiar with Mr. Mu and is by his side to guide him on the phone." Xiao Lin stood up and said, "That person is the mastermind behind the scenes!"

"That makes sense!"

"We still have to find this magician so we can know who is behind the scenes!" Xiao Lin said and rushed out of Lin Yixiang's office.

Only the next day did I receive news from Detective Xiaolin.

"Mr. Lin, that magician is dead." Xiao Lin said on the phone.

"What? Dead?" Lin Yixiang leaned on the leather chair in frustration.

"The cause of death was drug overdose, and the police have been involved." Xiao Lin said in a low voice, "However, I still got some important information."

"What information?"

"This magician was originally a drug addict, so he owed a lot of money to underground banks. He had been living in hiding. But yesterday, he suddenly paid off the debt. Such a large sum of money came very suddenly.

, people like him, unless they are going to rob a bank..."

"Is the money given by the mastermind behind the scenes?"

"It should be." Xiao Lin paused and then said: "Not only did he pay off the money, but he was also said to be generous and bought a lot of methamphetamine in the underground bar. He was found dead of an overdose in an alley this morning.

"

"Isn't it murder and silence?"

"The police haven't made a conclusion yet, but it's possible." Xiao Lin took a deep breath: "Mr. Lin, I thought there was something wrong with the source of his huge sum of money, so I went to the bank to check."

"Did you find anything?" Lin Yixiang asked eagerly.

"It was found out." Xiao Lin said: "The huge sum of money was cashed by check, and the check belonged to Tianyi Group."

"What did you say?" Lin Yixiang felt baffled. How could this be possible? Mu Zechuan paid someone to pretend to be his own voice and call the hospital. It was absolutely impossible.

"Are you not mistaken?"

"There is absolutely no mistake, it is a check written in the name of Tianyi Group." Xiao Lin said with certainty.

Lin Yixiang held the phone and his eyes became dull.

What's going on?

"Mr. Lin, what should I do next? Do I still want to continue investigating?"

"Wait a minute, you said, is it a check written in the name of Tianyi Group? Isn't it a check in Mu Zechuan's personal name?"'

"Yes, that's right."

"Then it's possible that this check was written by someone else? It doesn't have to be Mu Zechuan?"

"That's right, as long as you have the power and can be stamped with Tianyi's financial seal, you can."

When Lin Yixiang heard Xiao Lin's words, the expression on his face became strange.

"Mr. Lin, I..."

"Xiao Lin, go and keep an eye on someone yourself." Lin Yixiang's eyes glowed: "You can't relax and keep an eye on him for twenty-four hours."

"You have a goal?" When Xiao Lin heard what Lin Yixiang said, he instinctively became excited: "Who is it?"

"Tang Qiaoen."

"Okay, I understand."

Putting down the phone, Lin Yixiang leaned back in his chair.

That's right, it's Tang Qiaoen.

She has the right to use Tianyi Group's checks.

Killing He Jiayin's child would be best for her!

The motive is also there, it’s Tang Qiaoen who is right!

He didn't expect that she would be so cruel.

Maybe the death of the magician was not an accident, but Tang Qiaoen killed someone and silenced him!

Why does this woman have such courage? She dares to do anything!

No matter what, he would not allow her to hurt He Jiayin again!

*

Tang Qiaoen did not expect that Feng Rui would fall ill.

To be precise, she did not expect that Feng Rui would fall ill because of He Jiayin's incident.

"Aunt, you have to cheer up." Tang Qiaoen sat beside Feng Rui's bed, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand: "Drink some, this is the ginseng soup I made for you myself."

Feng Rui finally took the bowl and sighed deeply: "Good boy, please come and run."

"Auntie, why do you want to see me outside?"

"Hey, it's all my fault. I might as well have gone a step too late, or called the hospital, so that the child wouldn't have died like this." Feng Rui fell ill because of deep self-blame.
Chapter completed!