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Chapter 995: Detention Room to Hospital

Liu Yuan's dormitory.

Xiao Ran was awakened by a nightmare.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had lost something.

The person sleeping behind Xiao Ran was Liu Yuan. Xiao Ran subconsciously tightened his anal sphincter. It's okay!
They have known each other for several years and know that neither of them is a pervert.

Otherwise, when you wake up, you will find your butt hurts, which no man can stand.

"Ah——!" Liu Yuan was also awakened by a nightmare.

"Xiao Ran, are you sick? You are sleeping face to face with me." Liu Yuan scolded angrily.

He just dreamed that Han Ling was raped by someone else, and he was feeling very upset.

"I just turned around, who would want to face you?" Xiao Ran said unhappily.

Both of them had nightmares and couldn't sleep.

After washing up, Xiao Ran went back to work. He wanted to borrow the company's landline to call Han Ling. He suddenly missed Han Ling very much.

"Hello! Sun Yumei, give the phone to Han Ling. I have something to tell Han Ling."

As soon as Xiao Ran returned to his office, he called Sun Yumei's cell phone. But there was nothing he could do because Han Ling didn't have her own cell phone.

"Are you sick? I'm not your mother. Why should I listen to you?" Sun Yumei hung up the phone angrily.

Xiao Ran: “.”

You must have eaten dynamite.

Sun Yumei didn't take any dynamite, she took something else. However, when she was aroused and the moisture was rising, the other party pulled up his pants and left. It was no wonder that she was so angry.

"Yumei, are you awake?"

Han Ling came out of the shower and saw Sun Yumei sitting on the bed. Her eyes were a little evasive.

"Why are you taking a shower so early in the morning?" Sun Yumei laughed secretly in her heart, but asked seriously on her face.

Han Ling's heart tightened, but fortunately lying is a natural skill of every girl.

Han Ling pretended to be annoyed and said, "The weather in Pengcheng is too hot. I was sweating all over, so I just took a shower."

Ugh! It was true that she was sweating, but most of it was from Li Er, who was more afraid of heat after all.

"Oh! Then I'll go wash too." Sun Yumei nodded.

Naturally, she was sweating.

After Sun Yumei left, Han Ling was a little panicked.

It was true that Li Er had sneaked into her bed last night, but she did not push Li Er away at the first moment. If she had pushed Li Er away desperately, there was no reason why Li Er would have been able to rub against her.

"call--!"

Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief that Li Er was not in the room.

"It's not my fault. He took advantage of someone's misfortune." Han Ling thought.

At that time, she was hiding in her bed and had just finished watching the live performance of Li Er and Sun Yumei. She was so embarrassed that her whole body was weak. She never expected that Li Er would suddenly squeeze into her bed.

"Hey! You've finished your bath. I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought a little bit of everything."

Han Ling was wondering whether Li Er had left.

Li Er came back carrying two large plastic bags of breakfast.

“You bought too much.”

Han Ling saw Li Er opening the breakfast boxes one by one and placing them on the table, taking up most of the table. She subconsciously complained.

"Not much. Just pick whichever one you like and I'll give it to you." Li Er pushed Han Ling down on the chair.

Han Ling glanced nervously towards the bathroom door.

"Hey, don't get too close to me."

"Then it depends on your performance." Li Er pointed to his lips.

Han Ling shook his head.

Li Er smirked: "Then you are in big trouble."

When Han Ling saw Li Er's sly smile, she quickly leaned over and kissed Li Er.

"You sit over there."

Han Ling pointed to the chair farthest from her.

Li Er didn't embarrass her anymore and sat down obediently.

"Where did you buy your breakfast? The take-out box is so beautiful." Han Ling asked curiously.

"I drove to a tea restaurant to buy it." Li Er picked up a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings in front of him and handed it to Han Ling.

"Try this, they say it's a signature dish."

Han Ling swallowed and was tempted. The crystal shrimp dumplings looked delicious.

"It's not good for us to eat secretly! Let's wait until Yumei finishes taking a shower and then eat together." Han Ling said in a low voice.

Li Er rolled his eyes and said, "You've eaten me and you still dare to say it's not good."

Bah! Scumbag.

Li Er: "Come on, open your mouth, ah!"

Han Ling subconsciously opened her mouth, and Li Er picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling and stuffed it in.

"It tastes good, right?" Li Er asked.

"Hmm!" Han Ling looked at the bathroom door nervously and swallowed nervously. The feeling of eating secretly was really good.

"what is this?"

"Water chestnut cake!" Another piece was stuffed into Han Ling's little mouth.

"what about this?"

“Durian pastry!”

"Hmm, delicious. How about this?"

“Cantonese style siu mai!”

Li Er discovered that Han Ling was a big eater, and most people might really be forced to go bankrupt by her.

Tsuen Wan Police Station.

Liu Qiyuan and his group were finally released on bail.

It's not that no one came to ICAC yesterday, but the police station had already gone off duty at that time, and the staff on duty did not have the authority to process the bail procedures, so they had to let Sir Liu spend the night in the detention room.

“Ouch! What’s going on?”

When Liu Qiyuan was going down the stairs, his ankle suddenly felt numb and he rolled down the stairs.

"Liu Sir, be careful!"

Several other ICAC investigators rushed to help Liu Qiyuan. They wanted to grab Liu Qiyuan's hand, but they lost their grip. The five of them grabbed each other and rolled downstairs together like a rolling gourd.

"Ah! It's broken, it's broken, who is pressing me down?"

Liu Qiyuan was the worst off. He rolled the earliest and was naturally pressed to the bottom. He felt his waist was broken.

The ambulance came quickly.

The members of Liu Qiyuan's investigation team were sent directly to the hospital for orthopedic treatment as soon as they left the detention room.

Chen Baila and Zhu Huabiao were not interested in the case of the murder of An Wen, an undercover agent of the Malaysian Ministry of Interior, but Yang Jinrong was very interested.

This guy ran to the morgue early in the morning to see Anwen's body.

"Xiao Yang, it's so early!" The person guarding the evidence room was an old police officer.

"Uncle Zheng, good morning! I just bought some soy milk and fried dough sticks downstairs." Yang Jinrong said with a smile.

"Oh! Thanks, Uncle Zheng just happened to not have breakfast." Uncle Zheng handed the key directly to Yang Jinrong and let him go in and look around.

"As you should. Uncle Zheng, take your time eating. I'll go in and take a look."

Yang Jinrong smiled. He was very familiar with these social etiquettes.

An Wen was strangled to death with a rope. The murder weapon has been found at the scene, so there is nothing to investigate.

However, there were two small notebooks in An Wen's pocket, which were not taken away by the murderer. It is not known whether the murderer was careless or arrogant.

Yang Jinrong just wants to take a look at these physical evidences now.

"In 1992, Quantum guaranteed a loan of US$1800 million, but actually lent US$1650 million. (Zeng Jianqiao)"

"In May 1993, the offshore company Pegasus International was registered, with a loan of US$5 million, of which US$1000 million was actually lent. (Cheng Yiyan)"

"In September 1993, Hong Kong Jiaming Property Company applied for a loan of US$9 million, but the headquarters rejected the application. (Cheng Yiyan)"

Yang Jinrong looked through An Wen's notebook very carefully. He couldn't understand what the contents meant, but he still wrote them down carefully.

He saw from An Wen's notes that An Wen was investigating a financial fraud case involving over 10 billion yuan, and the name that appeared most frequently in the notes was Cheng Yiyan.

Although Yang Jinrong does not play stocks or real estate, he has heard of the name Cheng Guo Yiyan. This man seems to be a financial tycoon. Whoever he takes to play can make a lot of money.

As to whether it is true, Yang Jinrong is skeptical.

After all, if everyone is making money, then who is losing money? This doesn’t make sense logically. (End of this chapter)

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