The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

"Fentanyl?" I looked at the man in front of me with some confusion.

He glanced at Hu Laosan, who was standing aside, and continued: "Fentanyl is a painkiller, 50 or even 100 times more potent than morphine... Once overdosed, something will happen."

I frowned and looked at Hu Laosan: "Third brother, do you mean that Mr. Meng was deliberately killed?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Laosan said to the middle-aged man: "Go to work first. No matter who asks you, keep your mouth shut!"

"Yes, Third Brother." The man nodded solemnly and then left the room.

It was also at this time that I remembered where I had seen that man.

That guy was a doctor in the infirmary. When I broke my hand, he gave me anti-inflammatory drugs.

Hu Laosan pinched the bridge of his nose with his hand and closed his eyes for a few seconds. When he opened them again, he asked Jia Wenmin to give him a cigarette.

He lit the cigarette and smoked it calmly.

The room quickly became quiet, and when I looked at Jia Wenmin, he just raised his eyebrows and winked at me, signaling me to stop talking.

After Hu Laosan finished smoking, he said, "You two are the people I trust the most. Now tell me what you think."

Jia Wenmin said: "Third brother, if Meng Shao was really killed by someone, who was it? What was his purpose? Could it be..."

I looked at him and Hu Laosan said, "Is there something wrong?"

"Could it be that Mr. Meng is killed because he is here for you, third brother?" Jia Wenmin asked.

In fact, I have also thought about this. Who will Meng Hongyuan's death cause trouble to?

It is undoubtedly Hu Laosan!

But in the park, who has a grudge against Hu Laosan?

The people below will definitely not dare to do such a thing. The only person who dares to do this must have a very strong backing.

Could it be the big boss He Hong?

If it were him, this method would be really despicable.

But from Zhao Yuan's understanding of He Hong, he shouldn't resort to such tactics.

Who would that be?

"Whether it's for me or not, we have to find out what happened to Mr. Meng." Hu Laosan sighed, "If this matter is not handled well, many people in the park will suffer."

"Third brother, does Mr. Meng's family know about this?" Jia Wenmin asked.

"We don't know yet, but we can't hide it for long."

"Then I think the top priority is to find the murderer quickly... Even if Mr. Meng's family asks, they will be able to give an explanation. As for what will happen next, I don't think the third brother needs to worry so much, and other shareholders will definitely not let it go. There is chaos in Mr. Meng’s house.”

Hu Laosan nodded slightly: "That's all we can do now..."

As he said that, he looked at me, and I hurriedly stepped forward: "Third brother, what do you need me to do?"

"Since I handed over Mr. Meng to you, then it's up to you to handle this matter! I'll give you a week to find him!"

I was startled. Sure enough, it was impossible for me to distance myself from this matter!

"Okay, third brother!" I gritted my teeth.

"You can't do this too openly, don't make it known to everyone, do you understand?"

"understand!"

"I will be in the park these days. If you need anything, just come to me."

"it is good!"

Hu Laosan waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Coming out of the room, I took a deep breath and felt extremely stressed.

It seems that if I can't find the murderer this time, I'm afraid Hu Laosan will hand me over by then.

In other words, if you want to live, you can catch people, if you can't catch people, you will die!

What the hell is happening every day!

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, and returned to the room where Meng Hongyuan lived. The old dog saw me coming and asked me about my situation.

After I told the third brother my instructions, he grinned: "Old Yang, it seems that this time you are going to be that...that guy called Moss in foreign countries..."

"Holmes!" I replied angrily.

"Yes, yes, Holmes!"

I felt bitter in my heart. Even if Holmes were alive, he would probably become Holmes when he came to this hellish place...

"You actually know Sherlock Holmes." I glanced at the old dog, "I thought you only knew Maltese."

"What the hell? What is that?"

"dog!"

I was too lazy to pay attention to him and got into the bedroom. At this time, there was already some smell in the air. It was obvious that the body had been left there for a long time.

The syringes and powder on the table had been taken away, and even the syringe in Meng Hongyuan's hand was missing.

I stood by the bed and stared at Meng Hongyuan's body for a moment, and couldn't help but said in my heart: You died peacefully, but now I'm in trouble!

Sighing, even if there are ten thousand reluctances in my heart, I have to find a way to find the murderer.

He took a towel from the bathroom, put it on his hand, and picked up Meng Hongyuan's left hand. There was only a pinhole on it.

In other words, this guy is doing injections for the first time.

Then I endured the churning of my stomach and checked other places on his body.

I found something dark in his nails. I turned over and over, but I couldn't see anything.

I don’t know if this guy hasn’t washed his hands for too long and there is dirt left in his nails.

After coming out of the room, Lao Gou told me that the third brother asked him to carry the body to the cold storage.

"Lao Yang, come and help me."

I was too lazy to pay attention to him: "Third brother asked you to carry it, but he didn't ask me to carry it."

"Lao Yang, what do you mean by this? You guys are too unjust, aren't you?"

I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so I came out of the bathing center and hurried back to the hospital to find Zhao Yuan.

She was also surprised when she learned about Meng Hongyuan's death. I explained the whole situation in detail, and then asked her: "Do you think the big boss was behind it?"

She shook her head slowly: "No, the risk is too great. Once he is found, what do you think other shareholders will think? And he doesn't need to take such a big risk to target Hu Laosan."

"He Hong will not do anything where the risks and benefits are not proportional..." She added, "At present, it is possible that the man named Meng died in an accident."

"Accident? He never touches Bai, but just when Hu Laosan is about to come back, he gives himself a shot? Is he sick?"

I continued: "Besides, those white ones were laced with fentanyl. It was obvious that someone wanted to kill him."

Zhao Yuan touched her chin: "You are right, but what was the other party's purpose in killing Meng Hongyuan?"

"Who knows, anyway, Hu Laosan has given me a week now. If I can't find the murderer within this week, I will become the murderer by then..."

"Then why did you come to me?" She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Shouldn't you go to the security department now? Ask who was guarding the door yesterday, find out if he has offended anyone, and who he has been with recently. If it doesn't help, you have to check the source of the white packets. Those are the people selling white packets in the park."

I was speechless for a moment by what she said, and she continued: "It's not difficult to find the murderer. After all, there are not many people named Meng who have access to it. If it doesn't work, arrest them all and interrogate them one by one. There’s always some clues to be found.”