"Detective Ye, I'm too modest,"

"Although money is nothing to a rich second-generation like you, it is a monthly living expense for me."

Kiko smiled.

"Then your living expenses are really high."

Ye Feng curled his lips.

A difficult case will receive a lot of bonus after solving it.

For example, the bounty for this case is 5 million US dollars, and the monthly cost is more than one million. Who is the rich second generation?

But then again, will Kiko be short of money if he can hack into the US police network?

"whee."

Kiko played with her tongue.

I met for the first time in reality, and obviously I have a good impression of this handsome guy.

"Detective Ye, I wonder if you have a girlfriend?"

Kiko took out the lollipop from her mouth and threw a charming look.

“Yes, of course, there are,”

"My goal is to have three thousand beauties in the harem."

Ye Feng said in a joking tone.

Before Kiko reacted, she snatched the lollipop from her hand and put it in her mouth.

"What to see?"

"Stingy, if you want it, I'll give it back to you."

Ye Feng said with a wicked smile.

In the eyes of Kiko's blackening eyes, she took out the lollipop and shook it.

"snort."

Kiko turned her head dissatisfiedly.

Staring at the computer screen and immersing in work.

soon.

"Oh, Officer Chen,"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

A hypocritical man in a suit walked out with a spy face, and he looked like he was not the type of good person.

Lu Guofu.

One of the men under Uncle Qi.

In fact, this guy is not a good person, and he is indeed doing human trafficking behind his back.

"Are these clowns found by Mr. Lu?"

The woman in formal clothes glanced at the detective in the hall and said lightly.

Chen Ying.

Chinese Americans, a police officer from the New York Police Department, has excellent ability to solve cases.

The most important thing is that he is a charming and cold lady with a pretty face.

"Don't look down on them,"

"I have put a lot of effort into gathering all the great masters,"

"This is a serious world detective competition."

Lu Guofu said in funny dialect.

Chen Ying couldn't help but frowned, but when he thought of the other party's identity, he didn't say anything.

"Why are there still children?"

Chen Ying took a deep breath and found a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in white dress.

"Sir,"

"I'm the detective,"

"This one is just my housekeeper."

The girl said lightly.

The serious and serious expression was obviously dissatisfied with being looked down upon.

"Cough, cough cough."

As a cough sounded, everyone's eyes were attracted by the hall.

"Uncle Seven."

Looking at the white-haired old man in the wheelchair, Chen Ying greeted respectfully.

"My doctor said to me,"

"I can live for one more week at most, so I hope, before I die,"

"You can find the murderer who murdered Zhihao."

Uncle Qi's voice was intermittent, and he was already very weak.

When a person is about to die, his eyes are completely dim.

"clear."

Chen Ying replied.

"Ladies and gentlemen,"

"I am Lu Guofu, Uncle Qi's godson, too..."

"Shut up!"

Lu Guofu was just halfway through his words, and Uncle Qi couldn't help but speak.

"Let Officer Chen say."

Uncle Qi glanced at Lu Guofu coldly and said lightly.

"Listen,"

"This is my first and last time, I'm sharing this information with you,"

"For the sake of Uncle Qi's face."

Chen Ying walked up and said to the detectives below.

“yes,yes.”

Tang Ren slipped back at some point.

"Haha, I can't understand a single sentence?"

Qin Feng's voice sounded.

"Old Qin! Are you leaving?"

"I knew you had mine in your heart."

Tang Ren smiled in surprise and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder.

"I'll just say these,"

"Four days ago, Wu Zhihao's body was found in a temple in Chinatown..."

Chen Ying glanced at the two live treasures and continued.

"time?"

A detective asked.

"At 17:00 a.m., the staff who opened the door found it."

"Someone cut open his chest and took his heart away,"

"The murderer made a y-shaped incision on the deceased, leaving no fingerprints. There are two important points..."

Chen Ying told the story.

"That, that, that..."

Qin Feng had a stuttering problem again and didn't say the problem for a long time.

"Ask a question, is the murderer left-handed?"
To be continued...