Second marriage era

Chapter 302 Leng Yuanqing's Corpse

Just after driving to the police station, before Fu Yan and the person who led the way could go in, they saw several older people at the door.

They were around five or sixty years old, and their hair was all gray. They were gathering together at the moment, and their eyes were red from crying.

Out of curiosity, Fu Yan didn't go in directly, but went over to take a look and asked those old people why they were crying.

Seeing someone coming, several old people wiped away their tears, and said in a strange accent: "We are Li Liang's family members. We heard that something happened to Xiao Liang, so we came to take a look because we couldn't believe it. Something really happened to Ryo..."

Speaking of this, the old man who spoke seemed to be emotional and couldn't help crying.

After suffering, he briefly wiped away his tears, and said bitterly: "That child Xiaoliang is the best to us, and he misses us old people every year and holiday, so he must send some gifts over, we old men and women Everyone likes that child Xiaoliang the most, but who would have thought that a good life would be gone if he didn’t say no.”

When the old man said this, he was out of breath from crying and couldn't continue talking.

At this time, another old lady came over, took a look at Fu Yan's expensive-looking clothes, and said in a cautious tone: "Do you know the people here? We want to take another look at Xiao Liang, even if it is for Xiao Liang It’s also good to burn some paper money.”

Sighing, she reluctantly glanced at the police station, "After we were called over, we only had time to take a look at Xiao Liang. After those people asked us some weird questions, they kicked us out again. .”

There was a layer of vicissitudes on her face, as if she was very sad, she looked at Fu Yan pitifully, hoping that he would let them in to see their relatives for the last time.

A group of old people looked pitiful, not to mention Fu Yan, even the person who followed Fu Yan felt distressed.

But Fu Yan was not moved by this tragic scene in the world, and said in a business-like tone: "I'm sorry, what you said Li Liang did involved crimes, so you may not be able to watch him."

Hearing this sentence from Fu Yan's mouth, the old man's face was obviously disappointed, but he didn't force Fu Yan, but just went back to the other old people, said something together, and began to prepare to leave.

But before leaving, they kept looking at the police station with pitiful expressions.

The person who came with Fu Yan was a small policeman in the police station, and he was a kind of person with overflowing sympathy.

Seeing the scene of several elderly people leaving together, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle.

"Is Boss Fu really going to be so heartless? Those old people look so pitiful."

Fu Yan didn't soften his heart, he turned around and walked into the police station, "Don't keep thinking about what's there and what's not, it's more important to go back and look at Leng Yuanqing first."

The little police officer heard the order and had to follow him in, but he couldn't help complaining in his heart that he was cold-blooded and heartless.

But he didn't know that Fu Yan was actually thinking about another thing.

According to his understanding, even if Leng Yuanqing is really Li Liang, and he is in contact with his relatives in the past, he should stop at sending something occasionally.

And those old people have their own children around them, no matter how good Leng Yuanqing treats them, they are just ordinary distant relatives, and they shouldn't worry as if their own children died.

With this confusion, Fu Yan followed the little policeman to the place where Leng Yuanqing's body was parked.

As soon as he entered, there was a stench coming from the shop. Seeing Fu Yan's tangled expression, the little policeman smiled innocently and handed him a mask.

"The corpse has been cold for many days, and it's normal to have a little smell, Mr. Fu, please forgive me."

After wearing the mask, the smell is slightly reduced, but it still lingers.

Frowning, Fu Yan walked in front of the corpse covered in white cloth with an extremely complicated mood.

After discussing with Fu Yan, the little policeman pulled away the white cloth, and then a corpse that was beyond recognition appeared in front of Fu Yan.

The moment he saw the corpse, Fu Yan almost didn't spit it out on the spot.

Because of the fall from the cliff, most of the face of a good person has been ruined, and there are many scratches on the body, and even the suit is tattered, which can be called good meat in every place.

"Are you sure this is Leng Yuanqing?"

He looked at the people above, somewhat disbelieving.

Although this person's hairstyle and physique were almost the same as Leng Yuanqing in his impression, there was a voice telling him that this person was not Leng Yuanqing.

Seeing that Fu Yan still had some disbelief, the little police officer had no choice but to call over the few people who followed the statement and were later sent out to hunt down Leng Yuanqing, but failed to catch them back.

"Let them explain it to you."

The little constable shrugged, then stepped aside.

The few strong men who came over glanced at the corpse on the stretcher, their eyes were red with excitement.

"Good guy, I thought that this bastard who killed so many brothers of my brother escaped, and I was so angry. Now I know that this guy threw himself to death. What a fucking big heart!"

The big fellows were all beaming with joy, Fu Yan frowned, stepped forward and asked, "How can you be sure that this person is Leng Yuanqing?"

One of them knew that Fu Yan was a good friend of the statement, so he stood up and explained without thinking too much, "Did you see the clothes on his body? This clothes are the clothes that Leng Yuanqing was wearing when we were tracking Leng Yuanqing." The boy wore it."

As if thinking of something, he pointed to a corner of Leng Yuanqing's clothes.

"Do you think there is a hole here? I tore it down abruptly in order to chase Leng Yuanqing, although I let him escape in the end."

Thinking that he accidentally let Leng Yuanqing escape that day, the strong man's teeth itch with anger.

But what he said just now, combined with what the little policeman said, was telling Fu Yan a piece of news.

That is, the corpse on the bed is indeed Leng Yuanqing.

With all kinds of evidence in front of him, no matter how unwilling Fu Yan was to believe that Leng Yuanqing died like this, he had to believe it at this moment.

Looking at Fu Yan's frown, the little police officer thought that he was very depressed because he tried his best to track down Leng Yuanqing's whereabouts in the past few days, but Leng Yuan died early in the morning.

He went up and patted Fu Yan on the shoulder, and the little police officer comforted him, "Mr. Fu, don't feel too bad. After talking so much, don't we just want to bring this guy surnamed Leng to justice? Now that he's dead, it's considered a crime." Give an explanation to those who died in vain, don't take it too seriously, the result is good anyway, isn't it?"