Chapter 3 Chapter 2 The Minor Injury of the Great Man

On March 24, at 2 pm, in the office of the oil minister of a small Arab emirate, the oil minister Apant was getting angry. Apant has a very handsome appearance. His official title should be Prince Apant, or Dr. Apant, a Ph.D. in economics from New York University.Apant's current position is the oil minister, and his future position will definitely be the head of the small emirate. This small emirate has a small land area and a population of less than one million, but its international status is very important, because almost all the territory of this small emirate is floating on the best quality oil.The oil produced in the small emirates is bought by all advanced industrial countries.

Apant just met with a Japanese representative, who represented three major Japanese companies and organizations to meet him. At the beginning of the meeting, the atmosphere was very good, but the Japanese representative got closer to him as he talked.Since what was being discussed at the time was an issue of great interest to both parties, if an agreement was reached on this issue, Prince Apant's personal bank account could increase the deposit of Swiss francs by more than nine figures every year, so Apant Didn't notice that the Japanese was too close to him. The Japanese spoke vigorously, frothing, and suddenly picked up the gold paper knife on the table, waved it around, and made gestures to strengthen the tone. Unexpectedly, the tip of the paper knife suddenly stabbed He was hit on the back of Prince Apant's hand, the tip of the knife pierced the skin, and blood flowed out.

The Japanese turned pale with fright and yelled out of the office. People from outside the office came in immediately. Prince Apant sucked the wound with his mouth, and the blood soon stopped. It was only a small cut, which was a trivial matter. It wasn't enough to make Prince Apant angry. However, the Japanese yelled out of the office in the chaos, but did not come back. Apant waited for more than ten minutes, got impatient, and ordered his secretary to call the Japanese embassy to check. The answer from the Japanese embassy was: We never knew that such a representative from our country would come.

The Japanese who claimed to represent the three major Japanese companies is a fake. Prince Apant immediately became nervous, and ordered a thorough investigation into why a fake Japanese representative could go through complicated interview procedures, come to the office to speak face to face with him, and even stabbed him with a sharp knife that could kill someone. hurt him. At the same time, Prince Apant immediately drove to the hospital, and the best doctors and chemists in the whole country could be summoned to conduct an emergency examination on him. He was stabbed by the Japanese of unknown origin. If there is any poison there On the handle knife, that is really unimaginable.

Prince Apant's anger lasted for three days, during which he even refused to attend an international oil conference. Three days later, the following things were found out: the Japanese who pretended to be identities were extremely sophisticatedly designed, and the documents they used were almost the same as the real ones. It was obviously a masterpiece of a large group, and it was difficult for an individual to do so. achieve. The wound on the back of Prince Apant's hand has completely healed, there is no poison, and of course there is no inflammation or deterioration, nothing happened.

In Prince Apant's office, there are many priceless exhibits, and there is no loss at all.The Japanese who faked his identity didn't know what his purpose was. Prince Apant was busy with things, so he forgot about it soon, but he was more careful when meeting people. But Sha Ling didn't forget about it.Sha Ling is a British national, a security expert, and a former senior official of the British Intelligence Agency. After retirement, he was sent to this small emirate to be responsible for the security work of the leaders of the small emirate. After the counterfeiting incident, Sha Ling launched an investigation. However, the Japanese seemed to disappear in the air and never showed up again.

In order to further investigate, Sha Ling went to Japan in person. After more than ten days of investigation in Japan, he found nothing. He left Japan, passed through the city where I lived, and stayed for a day to see me. Sha Ling and I are old friends. He is sixty-six years old, but his body is as vigorous as a middle-aged man, and his mind is as agile as a young man. In my study, while shaking the wine glass, he made the ice cubes in the glass touch lightly, making a pleasant "ding ding" sound, and at the same time told me in detail about the fake Japanese identity: "Look at you , what is the purpose of this Japanese?"

I thought for a while: "It seems that he wanted to assassinate, but because of the temporary panic, he ran away in a hurry." Sha Ling shook his head: "No, that paper knife is quite sharp. If he stabs Prince Apant's heart at once, he can already achieve his goal. He didn't come to assassinate him." I said, "Maybe it's a reporter who wants to get some special news." Sha Ling shook his head again and said: "No, he didn't get any news at all. The content of the conversation was just to get additional oil supply." I took a breath: "What's the loss?"

Sha Ling smiled wryly: "This is the most incomprehensible point, and there is no loss at all. The Japanese who pretended to be a Japanese, he has a loss, the forged documents, travel expenses, etc. The figures are not small. No one in the world spends Spend money to do things that have no purpose.” I thought for a while, and then said: "The only possibility is that this person who pretended to have a purpose originally, but then an accident happened. He cut the prince's hand, and he had no choice but to retreat. This is the most reasonable explanation of." Sha Ling was stunned for a moment: "Before there is no more reasonable explanation, I have no choice but to accept this explanation."

I'm a little annoyed: "That's the only explanation." Sha Ling shook his head, but didn't make a sound. I said again, "What are you still thinking about? Are there any other hypotheses? Even hypotheses are fine." Sha Ling looked at me for a moment, and said, "I've been in Japan for many days, and although I haven't found the Japanese who pretended to be an identity, I have learned of two unexplainable things of a similar nature." Originally, I didn't have much interest in this matter, but after hearing what Sha Ling said, there was more than one such unexplainable thing, which made me very curious.

I hurriedly said, "Two things, let's talk about it." Sha Ling took a deep breath and frowned.When he was frowning, his face was full of wrinkles, he looked like a bad old man, but I knew that this bad old man was by no means a simple character.At Scotland Yard, he solved strange cases and was recognized as one of the best investigators in the world. After the war, Japanese industry developed rapidly and many new consortiums were formed.The wealth of the leaders of this new consortium increased extremely fast. In the 1980s, the personal wealth of several of them had almost reached astronomical figures, and they became the newest chaebols in the world. Mr. Takeuchi is such a newcomer to the chaebol. The company he controls has a huge organization, employs more than 30,000 employees, and sells products all over the world. He is an extremely important figure in the Japanese business community.What's more, he was still very young, only fifty-eight years old. Such an important person attracts the world's attention. He receives many guests every day, and the interviews must be carefully arranged. One day, Mr. Takeuchi received a representative from Arabia. The Arab claimed to be able to represent several famous Arabian oil companies so that Takeuchi's enterprises could obtain more oil supplies. Since the energy crisis, all industrialists have been worried about oil supply. Mr. Takeuchi treated this Arab well, of course. After a very speculative conversation in the office during the day, he hosted a banquet at a famous geisha restaurant at night. After being familiar with each other, both the host and the guest danced together with the taste of wine. The Arab, at some point, pulled out the hairpin from a geisha's head and waved it around. Accidentally, the hairpin scratched Mr. Takeuchi's arm and pierced Mr. Takeuchi's skin, causing serious injuries. slight bleeding. The guests apologized thousands of times, but the host didn't take it seriously at all, and returned home happily that night. It was not unusual at all, but the next day, the Arab did not show up at Takeuchi's office at the appointed time. When Mr. Takeuchi inquired, no one knew the origin of this Arab. None of the institutions related to Arab countries Know who this Arab is. Mr. Takeuchi was very angry and ordered to investigate, but there was no result at all.Since there was no loss at all, the matter was left alone. Sha Ling found out about this by accident when he was investigating the Japanese who pretended to be an identity. Two things, with the same plot.Pretending to be Japanese to Arabs, pretending to be Arabs to Japanese, all the people who seek to see are super big shots, and during the process of asking for a meeting, the big shots have all suffered slight injuries, and then the people who pretended to be identities disappeared without a trace. Know what their real purpose is. Xin Yanshi is a Wall Street tycoon. His luxurious office is world-renowned, and a magazine made a special report.He is Jewish and one of the top ten richest people in the United States.Some economic authorities estimate that if he wants to mobilize funds, he can mobilize the cash needed to buy a small Central American country overnight. American politicians have friendships with Xin Yanshi. Although Xin Yanshi himself has never appeared in person or carried out any activities, everyone knows that when the US president makes important decisions, he will definitely find out through his personal representative. He discussed it first. There are 4.2 billion people in the world, but there are no more than 42 important figures like Mr. Xin Yanshi. Mr. Xin Yanshi's hobby is playing golf. Every time he plays on his private golf course, bodyguards gather, just like when he appears on other occasions. What Mr. Xin Yanshi pays most attention to is his safety. When a person is in a position like his, there is nothing more worthy of attention except the safety of his life. However, once, when he was swinging a golf club, a slight accident happened. A caddy, carrying a heavy bag of clubs, stood beside Mr. Xin Yanshi. , leaning over, the bat rubbed against the back of Mr. Xin Yanshi's hand, on the damn bat, there was a spike, and the spike was on the back of Xin Yanshi's hand, piercing a hole, causing bleeding. This kind of slight injury is nothing to others.But what happened to Mr. Xin Yanshi, who has such a distinguished status and status, is of course not easy. A special car immediately sent him to the hospital. Doctor, this situation is like sending a rocket to hunt rabbits. Two days later, the wound healed. Sha Ling knew about this incident while chatting, and he also classified this incident into the same category as Apant and Takeuchi who were injured. I cannot agree with this point. I said, "Xin Yanshi's injury was just an accident, and none of them pretended to be their identities to intentionally hurt him." Sha Ling stared: "Don't tell me it was an accident, I don't believe it at all." I also stared at him and said, "I know what you're thinking, what you're thinking is: a caddy hired to hurt Xin Yanshi." Sha Ling said, "Exactly." I snorted, "What's the purpose?" What is the purpose?Sha Ling couldn't answer this question. He stood up, walked back and forth, then stood still, and pointed at me: "Apant, Takeuchi, and Xin Yanshi are all of great status and wealth beyond counting." character." I nodded and said: "Yes, they can take out hundreds of millions of dollars casually, but it only makes them slightly injured──" When I got to this point, I was suddenly taken aback. In an instant, I thought of something, so I couldn't continue. Sha Ling said, "What... did you think of?" I said, "Skin wounds and bleeding seem insignificant, but there are some poisons that can kill a person at the sight of blood. According to the Chinese, this kind of poison is called blood sealing the throat." Sha Ling said: "But they were not poisoned." I waved my hand: "There are hundreds of thousands of types of poisons. There may be a slow poison among them. After being poisoned, it will take a few days before it will take effect." Sha Ling's face was full of wrinkles again: "However, Apant had a detailed examination after he was injured, and the doctor said—" I interrupted him: "Don't believe what the doctor said. Among the 800,000 kinds of poisons, there are at least 799,000 kinds of poisons. The doctor doesn't know the ins and outs of them." Sha Ling's expression became very serious: "Is there really such a thing?" I solemnly said to him, "Absolutely." Sha Ling took a few more steps quickly: "If that's the case, then the purpose of those who do these things is to blackmail when the poison's toxicity takes hold." I said: "Of course." Sha Ling took a breath: "That's terrible, when will this mysterious poison take effect?" I spread my hands: "Who knows, one year, half a year, maybe faster, maybe slower." Sha Ling took another breath: "I have felt for a long time that it must be full of evil conspiracy. If this is the case... If this is the case, then I... I..." I patted him on the shoulder: "You have nothing to do but wait." Sha Ling murmured: "Yes, I have to wait." The conversation between Sha Ling and me ended here. On the same day, I sent him on the plane to go back to the Arabian emirate. In the days to come, as soon as I remembered, I had a phone call with Sha Ling, and Sha Ling sometimes called me. During the period of constant contact with Sha Ling, many things happened, and I also traveled to many different places because of many different events, so many times, when Sha Ling called me, I was not at home.But Sha Ling has left a message, so I can take the initiative to contact him after I get home. Here, what needs to be explained is that what happened to Chu Lun, what happened to Prince Apant, Takeuchi, and Xin Yanshi happened many years ago, at least five years ago.I just made up what happened at that time, and there is at least a five-year interval between what happened later and these things, please pay attention to this. This point is very important, because the final conclusion of my discussion with Sha Ling is that someone may use a seemingly simple method to plant a complex and slow poison, and when the poison is released, he can extort huge sums of money. That seemed the only reasonable explanation. However, five years have passed, and nothing has happened. The "conclusion" at that time was obviously just a guess, not a fact. In the latest contact with Sha Ling, Sha Ling said on the phone: "Wesley, the poison extortion claim seems to be invalid." I agree with him: "It doesn't work anymore." Sha Ling's language was a bit hesitant: "Over the years, I have taken one thing as a hobby, guess what it is?" I smiled wryly, how could I guess this?I had no choice but to ask, "Are you collecting female slaves who escaped from the Arabian palace?" Sha Ling let out a "bah" and said, "Don't be ridiculous. In the past five years, I have tried my best to collect records of minor injuries suffered by the world's great people through all connections." I said "ah", "Why?" Sha Ling said: "Then you still don't understand? I want to see if there are other examples besides Apant, Takeuchi, and Xin Yanshi." I was silent for a while, Sha Ling was determined and unyielding, but I also found it unimaginable that he had been doing such a job all these years. I asked, "What was the result?" Sha Ling said: "The result is very satisfactory, or in other words, the result is extremely shocking, beyond my expectations." I hurriedly said, "How is it? Please tell me in detail." Sha Ling took a breath first, and even in the long-distance telephone communication, he could still hear the sound of "嗤" when he inhaled, and he said: "I have investigated more than a hundred big people , the objects of my investigation are all super big men, including the dictators of more than ten countries, the "big kings" of all walks of life, all the objects of my investigation can spend two billion US dollars within one hour .” I can't help but laugh, even with Sha Ling's ability and interpersonal relationship, this is a very difficult job. I really don't know why he did it. I asked, "What are you investigating about these big men?" Sharing replied, "I'll check to see if they've had minor cuts in the past few years!" I sighed, "Sha Ling. Anyone in the world has had a minor cut in their lifetime." Sha Ling said: "Don't worry, listen to me, the results of my investigation are extremely shocking. They have all suffered minor injuries to varying degrees in the past ten years." I said aloud, "I've already said that anyone, whether he's a caveman or an oil king, has a minor injury in his life." Sha Ling said: "Twenty-eight of them were injured, similar to Prince Apant." I couldn't help being silent, and after a moment of silence, I said, "Someone pretended to be an important person to get close to them, and intentionally caused them to suffer minor injuries?" Sha Ling said: "It's not bad at all. Moreover, these twenty-eight injured people have investigated the people who injured them afterwards, but there was no result. These people who pretended to be identities have been extremely meticulous and almost impeccable. Otherwise, they would not have met the super big men, and their purpose seemed to be to cause some minor injuries, and then they disappeared afterward.” I am silent. Sha Ling asked: "Don't you still think this is accidental?" I took a breath. "Of course it wasn't a coincidence—what about the rest of us?" Sha Ling said: "The injuries suffered by the rest of the people were all caused by the carelessness of others. There are many types of situations, some were caused by the carelessness of waiters, and some were cut by sudden broken glass. It is impossible to list them all. In short, injuries Not by their own carelessness, but by man-made 'accidents'." I took a deep breath: "What kind of thing do you think this is?" Sha Ling said: "I have no clue at all. I just investigated and collected these materials, but I never know what kind of things are going on, and I don't know what the purpose of these people is, because the injuries are extremely slight, It will be cured within two or three days at most, and there will be no after-effects at all, so no one will take it to heart." I thought for a while: "The results of the investigation are indeed shocking, but there is no conclusion." Sha Ling snorted: "Since someone has been doing the same job for ten years, there must be a reason, Wesley. Things happen to the world's top figures, not to ordinary people. I feel more and more There's a very strong smell of crime in it - don't say I'm saying this out of professional instinct." I hurriedly said, "I didn't say that - I'm sorry, in your data, who is the earliest person with such an injury record?" Sha Ling said, "General Ziluo." I was taken aback, General Qi Luo, in my memory, there seemed to be something related to this military strongman, but I couldn't remember it for a while. I just said "um" and repeated: "General Zillow. This man—" Sha Ling said: "When he was slightly cut, he was not a general, but a colonel. He was in charge of the armored forces of that country at that time, and he was a very powerful and powerful soldier. Moreover, everyone could see that the potential of this officer He is very powerful, as long as he launches a coup, he can seize power by force and become the head of a country." I said "hmm" again: "More than five years ago, he really launched a coup, and it succeeded." Sha Ling said: "Yes, until now, his power has become more and more consolidated. He was injured when he was reviewing a military exercise, and a soldier's bayonet accidentally cut his arm." I said, "Looks like it was an accident, General Zillow...General Zillow...he..." While I was talking, I tried my best to think why I was particularly impressed by this military strongman. Suddenly, I remembered. That happened many years ago. One afternoon, an inexplicable person called me long-distance from Europe, saying that it was entrusted by Qiu Lun to tell me that by a small lake in central Europe, I saw General Zillow. I didn't take such a phone call to heart at all, and since then, I haven't heard any news about Chu Lun. Chu Lun's whereabouts are erratic. Although I have a good relationship with him, it is not surprising that we have not heard from each other for several years. Who knows what he is doing. Maybe he is in the black forest of Africa, filming the activities of soldier ants; , in the harem of the Arab sheikh, he sculpted the beauty of the sheikh. At that time, I just remembered why General Zillow would give me a special impression, and I didn't have any associations. In fact, it was impossible to connect two seemingly irrelevant things together. I asked, "By the way, General Zillow, how long has it been since he was injured?" Sha Ling said: "More than nine years, to be precise, nine years and ten months." I said: "It seems that the injury did not cause any damage to him?" Sha Ling's voice was a little dazed: "Yes, at least, so far, there is no damage." I also smiled wryly: "Then, that injury may have been an accident." Sha Ling just hesitated for a while, and I said: "You just investigate, I think these things are very strange, and I will try my best to find the answer, and we will keep in touch." Although I promised Sha Ling and tried my best to find the answer, no matter how powerful I am, I can't use it in this matter, because I have no clue at all.All I can do is speculate and estimate.But I have made dozens of hypotheses, but I can't satisfactorily explain the purpose of what happened to these more than a hundred super characters, and I can't imagine who is carrying out such strange things. It was a coincidence that General Zillow was mentioned in a conversation with Sha Ling two days ago. Two days later, he read a piece of news about him in the newspaper: General Zillow, a military strongman, went to Switzerland for treatment due to a heart attack. Generally speaking, once there is a problem with the health of a military strongman, it will cause political instability.Fortunately, Qi Luo's five years of rule have laid the foundation. As long as he is not suffering from an incurable disease, there will be no problems. After reading this news, I remembered that the inexplicable person called me many years ago, it was from a small town in Switzerland.But I just thought of this, and I didn't make any connection between the two things, just read it. What's more, half a month later, a tall and beautiful woman who seemed to be of Eurasian descent suddenly came to visit me. I invited her in, and she introduced herself: "My name is Haiwen. , working as a translator for the UN children's agency, which has its headquarters in Switzerland." I replied with an "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss. Haiwen sat down with a very elegant posture. It was obvious at a glance that she had a good education. She looked at me and said, "I have been entrusted by someone to give you something." As Hai Wen said, she opened her handbag and took out a small brown paper envelope. Still puzzled, I took the envelope and looked at her. She smiled apologetically: "This friend's name is Qiu Lun." As soon as I heard the name Qiu Lun, I immediately said "ha": "It's him, how is he?" A shadow appeared on Haiwen's beautiful face, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "I hope he is well." I was taken aback, this kind of answer often contained bad news, I hurriedly said: "He---" Haiwen turned his head slightly: "He is dead." Cullen is dead!I froze for a moment, speechless. Haiwen continued: "He has been dead for a long time. The forensic doctor estimates that it has been at least five years, but his body was not discovered until recently. The body was buried in a forest. Because the burial was not deep enough, it was buried in a forest. The mud washed away after the heavy rain exposed his bones." I was full of doubts: "Is it murder?" Hai Wen said: "Yes, that's what the police said. The clothes on his body are all rotten, and there are scars left by a severe blow on the back of the skull. The forensic doctor said that was the cause of his death—" When Haiwen talked about this, I couldn't help waving my hand and interrupted her: "Wait a minute, how do you get his relic under such circumstances?" Haiwen lowered his head: "Before he died, I only met him not long ago, and I had a few dates with him. In his underwear pocket, there is a small note hidden, which is the address I wrote to him, and A number, after the police found his bones, they found me according to the address." I frowned, and doubts suddenly arose in my heart. Qiu Lun is my good friend. He was murdered for no reason. I can't ignore this matter. I was thinking about it, and Miss Haven sighed: "No wonder he never came to see me after that date. It turned out that after we broke up, he had already suffered misfortune. Oh, I can't think of it, he is actually very happy." cute." I asked, "Miss, did you mention a number just now?" Hai Wen said: "Yes, after investigation by the police, that number is the number of the storage box at the bus station in a small local town. After investigation, because no one has opened the storage box for a long time, the station has already opened it, and the box I took out the things in the bag and kept them separately, which is the paper bag in your hand, and there is a note in it, please take a look." I hurriedly opened the paper bag and saw that there were many photos in the paper bag.I didn't have time to look at the photos, so I took out the note first. On the note was written in cursive script: "If I have any misfortunes, please give these photos to Mr. Wesley. His address is—" I looked up at Haiwen, and Haiwen said: "It just so happens that I have a vacation, and I have long wanted to travel to the East, so I will bring this thing to you." I hurriedly took out the photos again. There were more than ten photos in total. It seemed a bit inexplicable. The photos showed two people getting into a car with one of them under their arms. The whole process could be connected together.But when shooting, it was obviously in a hurry, a little vague and unsympathetic. The last few pictures, quite far away, are the scene of the car gone, and the car is a car used in a golf course. I raised my head: "What do these photos mean?" Hai Wen said: "I don't know, but Qiu Lun's behavior was very strange that day. He was a weird person. I was by the lake that day, with my back turned to him, and I already felt him coming behind me, but suddenly , but he screamed strangely—" What Miss Haven said next was already described at the beginning.I listened to Haiwen's narration and pointed to the photo: "In this way, he thinks that the person who was brought into the car was General Zilo." Hai Wen made a helpless expression: "It seems that this is indeed the case." The suspicion in my heart was even worse: "It seems that he is still very serious, because after the incident, maybe on the same day, he called someone who didn't know who and called me to tell me about it." Haiwen opened his eyes wide, and I said again: "You don't know his future whereabouts?" Hai Wen said: "I don't know, I was very angry at the time, and without looking back, I got into a car passing by on the road and left." I asked again: "After his body was found, didn't the local police investigate his whereabouts?" Hai Wen said: "The incident happened for too long, and there is no way to investigate it at all, so we have to let it go." When I looked at those photos again, my mind was filled with thoughts.The first question that comes to my mind is that this kind of car is not suitable for long-distance driving, and it must be nearby to find the answer.Judging from the situation in these photos, Qiu Lun was running and taking pictures at the same time, he was chasing the car! The running speed of a person is of course not as fast as that of a car. After Qiu Lun chased him, he might have stopped, but he must have seen where the car was going. In the end, he was hit to death with a heavy object in the back of the head, so the place he was going to was the place where he died. What happened during this period can be found out through simple reasoning, but the question is: what caused him to be murdered? I thought for a moment: "Miss, the correct place to take these photos is—" Haiwen said: "It's by a small lake in western Switzerland. That small lake is near the town of Leman. It's a small town with only a few thousand people, and it's a good place for vacation." I was wondering if I should go to the place where the accident happened to investigate the real cause of Qiu Lun's death. As soon as Hai Wen said that, I was startled: "Oh, Leman Town... Leman Town... " I read the name of this small town twice, leaned over the newspaper rack under the coffee table, looked through old newspapers, and found the news about the military strongman General Zillow going to Europe for medical treatment with a heart attack. It is clear that General Zillo will go to a sanatorium in the town of Leman in western Switzerland for examination and treatment. Haiwen obviously didn't know what I was doing, and looked at me with a surprised look. At that time, I didn't think of anything at all, and my thoughts were very confused. After thinking for a while, I said: "The recuperation in this small town is very difficult. Famous? Otherwise, how could a head of state go there for treatment?" Hai Wen said: "Perhaps, two months earlier, there was a Wall Street tycoon who also visited Leman Town." My heart skipped a beat again: "This tycoon──" Hai Wen said, "His name is Xin Yanshi, he is of Jewish descent." I took a deep breath.Xin Yanshi is the tycoon who accidentally suffered a slight injury while playing golf! I faintly feel that there may be some kind of connection between several things.But what is the connection between them, I can't think of it for a while.Miss Haven stood up: "Churen wants to give you these photos, because they may be related to his death?" I took a look at those photos again: "At that time, he must have felt that something was very special, so he ignored you and went after what he thought was special, and the date of his death may be the day you broke up, or , a day or two later, in short, within those few days, these photos are undoubtedly extremely important clues." Haiwen hesitated: "After so many years, can we still find out?" I pointed to the photo: "I think it's ok, look, the appearance of these people is clearly photographed──" In the middle of my speech, I stopped suddenly, my eyes were a little fixed, I immediately glanced at Haiwen, and saw that her expression was also very strange.I know that at that moment, we all realized that in the photo, the person who was caught in the car looked very similar to the photo of General Zillow in the newspaper, almost like a person. Haiwen regained his composure and whispered, "God, Qiu Lun read it right." I shook my head vigorously: "Two similar people are not special." Hai Wen pointed to the newspaper and said, "But when General Zillow gets sick, he doesn't go anywhere, but goes to Leman Sanatorium, which is a bit special." She is right, it is indeed a bit special, it seems that I must go to that small town for a while.I said: "I'll go there to have a look, I hope you have a happy holiday, leave the investigation of the cause of Chu Lun's death to me." Miss Haven frowned and said, "Okay, my vacation is for two weeks. If my vacation is over and you are still in Switzerland, we can meet." I said, "I hope so." Haiwen left politely, and I carefully compared the person in the photo with the photo of General Zillow in the newspaper, and I felt more and more similar to the two. Half an hour later, Bai Su came back, and I told her about Hai Wen's visit, Bai Su was stunned for a while: "That phone call! Qiu Lun is very serious, that's why he asked someone to call." I smiled wryly: "He is really serious. Since he is serious, he should call himself. He just pulls a random person. He has no brains. When he calls, tell me where to bury him?" Bai Su said: "Others are dead, you still blame him?" My thoughts were very confused and I couldn't figure it out. Chu Lun's death was a fact. Why did he die?Did he die because of some amazing secret he discovered?What is the secret he discovered?Is he discovering a military strongman with a double? If that's the case, then he's involved in some major political intrigue and should I be in this muddy water? While I was thinking, Bai Su whispered: "No matter what, you should go to that nursing home once." I took a breath: "I think so too, but I'm not sure whether the matter is related to the nursing home—I have to go there and take a step to see." Bai Su nodded in agreement, and she suddenly said: "The news in the evening paper said that a friend of ours had a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital." I said "ah", a person was admitted to the hospital because of a heart attack, and it was reported in the newspaper. This person is naturally a big shot, and I hurriedly asked, "Who is this person?" Bai Su said: "Tao Qiquan."