Ning Zhiheng finally came to the kitchen to search, but it was also clean. There were no leftovers in the closet compartment, the dishes and chopsticks were washed cleanly, and the discharge was neatly tidy!

Nothing was found wrong, but Ning Zhiheng always felt that the house was a bit too clean, as if it had been cleaned up deliberately.

He looked at the time, then shook his head in disappointment. This time he entered rashly and did not find valuable clues, which easily shocked Yan Yichun. It was still a bad mentality and a little impatient, and finally made a mistake!

He did not remove the traces, quickly climbed through the window, came to the yard, looked around, and checked the yard.

If it was really Li Wenlin killed by Yan Yichun, Li Wenlin bleed a lot, then when committing the crime and dragging Li Wenlin, Yan Yichun would definitely be stained with a lot of blood.

So how to deal with these blood-stained clothes? If he is rigorous in his work, he will not throw them away at will. If the clothes are found out, it is easy to have problems, such as determining his height and weight based on the size of the clothes, or perhaps someone can recognize that this is his clothes.

So the safest way is to burn clothes. Ning Zhiheng did not find these traces in the room, so he could only try it in the yard.

He had excellent eyesight and finally found a slight difference in the color of a soil in the corner of the wall.

If Ning Zhiheng had not had eyesight far beyond ordinary people, it would be difficult to find this abnormality. He stepped forward and squatted down, digging the soil with his fingers. The soil was very loose, and it should have been backfilled after just digging it.

He continued to work hard, and soon dug out a small pit, and finally a ball of black burning residue appeared in front of him.

He grabbed another handful of residue, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it. There was a trace of burning smell. It was not long after the burning, and the smell of gunpowder had not completely dissipated.

Ning Zhiheng carefully pushed the pile of residue apart, checked it bit by bit, and finally picked out a small piece of cloth from the clothes. He put the cloth in front of him, his eyes full of excitement.

"This is not wrong!" Ning Zhiheng murmured!

The so-called coincidences before, plus the residue in Ning Zhiheng's hands and this small piece of cloth, Ning Zhiheng can already confirm that Yan Yichun is the murderer of Li Wenlin. The most urgent task now is to arrest him quickly and ask him the real reason for killing Li Wenlin!

God bless you, don’t get involved with Yong'an Bank, otherwise the matter will be serious!

Ning Zhiheng took off his coat, wrapped the residue and cloth inside, and then turned over and came out of the wall.

He rushed back to the crime scene quickly, and in front of his car, he started the vehicle and drove towards the Military Intelligence Investigation Office as quickly as possible.

As soon as Ning Zhiheng entered the Information Investigation Office, he rushed to Zhao Ziliang's office with his coat in his arms.

"Section Chief, we found the murderer who killed Li Wenlin!" Ning Zhiheng did not knock on the door, but pushed the door open and said to Zhao Ziliang, who was handling official duties in the office.

Zhao Ziliang looked at Ning Zhiheng's appearance, heard his words again, and quickly stood up and said to Ning Zhiheng, "What's the situation? Tell me clearly!"

Ning Zhiheng no longer wasted time, and hurriedly told him every step of judgment and reasoning after he went to inspect the site today, as well as his own personal evidence collection, and then spread his coat and presented the residue and cloth inside.

When Zhao Ziliang heard Ning Zhiheng’s narration, he grabbed a handful of residue and placed it under his nose and sniffed it carefully. Finally, he confirmed Ning Zhiheng’s judgment.

He thought for a while and said, "We should notify Gu Zhengqi of the arrest of Yan Yichun. After all, this is a person from the intelligence department. Let them arrest people by themselves. We should not be evil people.

Gu Zhengqi and I have been colleagues for many years and know his personality very well. Although we usually look like a good man, we are harmless, but if we really make a fuss, we will never give anyone any face. After all, this person has been in charge of the intelligence department for many years and is arrogant at heart!

If Yan Yichun really killed Li Wenlin because of the Yong'an Bank's actions, I would still have the confidence to arrest him and say something. But if we kill people just because of personal grudges, we made the scene too big and made him unable to get out of the stage, and this revenge would have been settled!"

Although Zhao Ziliang has always been strong in treating Gu Zhengqi, he is actually quite afraid of Gu Zhengqi from the bottom of his heart!

"Assues the arrangements of the section chief!" Ning Zhiheng of course also knew that Gu Zhengqi was terrifying as the head of the intelligence department of the first department of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, and even more so, he was very respectful to Gu Zhengqi and would never offend him easily!

Zhao Ziliang returned to his desk, picked up the phone and dialed it out.

"Lao Gu, I have an important thing here to discuss with you. Please condescend to me and come to me!" Zhao Ziliang said in a slow tone as slowly as possible.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, this is the first time you have invited me to your visit! The sun comes out from the west today?" Gu Zhengqi laughed with hip-hop.

Zhao Ziliang's face suddenly looked ugly and he said ruthlessly: "I'm talking nonsense. It's a big matter of life and death. Come here as soon as possible, I'll wait for you!"

After saying that, he pulled down the phone hard and cursed: "Smiling Tiger! You won't be able to laugh in a while!"

When Gu Zhengqi heard Zhao Ziliang's words, his heart suddenly became sank. After many years of colleagues, just as Zhao Ziliang knew him, Gu Zhengqi, he also knew very well about Zhao Ziliang.

Zhao Ziliang never jokes about work. This time something big must have happened. Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay and rushed to Zhao Ziliang's office.

After he arrived, he pushed the door and said to Zhao Ziliang: "Old Zhao, what kind of life and death happened to make you so anxious!"

Zhao Ziliang curled his mouth wide and said coldly: "I'm anxious? I'm afraid you'll be anxious in a while!"

After saying that, he turned to Ning Zhiheng and said, "Come on the matter to Section Chief Gu and let him decide for himself!"

At that moment, Ning Zhiheng was in Gu Zhengqi's surprised gaze and re-articulated all the case incidents!

Gu Zhengqi's face became more and more serious as Ning Zhiheng's narration. It was not until Ning Zhiheng finished speaking that he stepped forward to check the residue and cloth himself.

Yan Yichun was an old subordinate who had been with him for many years. He has been following him since the 13th year of the Republic of China. He has no problem with his identity and experience. He was also his team for many years. He never expected such a thing to happen.

Looking at his blue face, Ning Zhiheng carefully took two steps back and stood behind Zhao Ziliang.

After a long time, Gu Zhengqi finally spoke: "So Yan Yichun is indeed the murderer of Li Wenlin. Now he wants to figure out his motive for killing people!"

Zhao Ziliang slapped his thigh and said directly: "Yes, this is the real life-and-death matter! Lao Gu, you are also aware of the matter of Yong'an Bank. It is a door for us to deal with Japanese spy organizations, and the seats attach great importance to it.

If Yan Yichun was really a Japanese spy and knew the secret from Li Wenlin's mouth, then our efforts for so long were wasted, and the opportunity to hit the Japanese spy organization in Nanjing was lost in vain. We would regret it! You can't explain it to you in the casino!

I just greet you in advance for the sake of your and my colleagues for many years, otherwise it would be a big deal for us!"

"But if Yan Yichun killed someone for other reasons, then everything was just an accident, and we still explained the past!" Gu Zhengqiqiang argued.

But he was just a stubborn person. As an experienced old agent, he certainly knew that as long as there was a trace of suspicion, Yan Yichun would not believe it! The style of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department was to rather kill the wrong person than let him go!

Moreover, Yan Yichun killed Li Wenlin and the evidence was a foregone conclusion. In addition, this matter was related to Yong'an Bank, which was definitely not a trivial matter. If Yan Yichun was a Japanese spy and a traitor from the intelligence department, the Yong'an Bank's ambush plan failed~~

At this moment, the cruel gaze suddenly flashed through his mind, and his heart trembled. With Chu Zu's personality, even if he was the absolute confidant of Chu Zu, and his subordinate for many years, if he ruined his major affairs, he would probably not be able to take advantage of it!

Thinking of this, he quickly said, "No matter what, I'll arrest you first, and you'll know it after the first trial!"

After saying that, he reached out to pick up the phone and called out.

"Old Bian, arrest Yan Yichun from the Second Intelligence Team immediately. He must capture him alive. I need his confession! I will rush back now!" Gu Zhengqi ordered solemnly.

"What, okay! I will organize the personnel to do it right away!" Bianze hesitated for a moment, but immediately understood and quickly took the order!

After putting down the phone, Gu Zhengqi quickly walked out of the office, leaving Zhao Ziliang and Ning Zhiheng behind.

The two looked at each other, and Ning Zhiheng asked, "Do we want to go and have a look?"

Zhao Ziliang rolled his eyes and shook his head and said, "Don't cause trouble. Gu Zhengqi is in a state of anxiety at this time, so we should not join in the fun!"

Ning Zhiheng actually just said that. He didn't want to be so blind and automatically came up to serve Gu Zhengqi as a punching bag.

At this time, Yan Yichun sat in the intelligence department's office with a calm expression. He forced himself to suppress his mind, reached out to pull open the drawer of the table, took out the gun inside, exited the magazine, carefully checked the bullet inside, and then put the gun inside again, and gently placed the gun on the table.

He didn't know what he was going to do next, a hint of fear appeared in his heart, and he regretted it. Maybe he should have evacuated quickly today!
Chapter completed!