Chapter 410 : Dongfang Jenqyih

Less than three seconds later, through the window whose glass was so clear, Dongfang Jenqyih could see the three police officers already on the front porch of the house. One of the three people came forward to knock on the door.

Knock knock

He looked around him. Everyone looked at each other with faces full of astonishment.

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"Open the door." Yihshyong rubbed his chin. It was obvious he was trying to appear calm.

Jenqyih, who was closest to the door, immediately opened it. As soon as the door opened, he was confronted by a policeman standing right in front of the door. It was that person who had just knocked on the door.

"Good morning, Sir!" The police saluted Jenqyih.

"Good morning, Mister Chioulin." Yihshyong, who came closer, greeted the policeman straightway. "Please come in, Sir!"

The three policemen entered their living room. Actually, their living room was enough to accommodate everyone in it. However, since doing so would overcrowd the couch in the room, so, except for Yihshyong and Jenqyih, everyone else instantly withdrew to the family room, which was located between the living room and the dining room.

That didn't matter because there was no partition between the living room and family room, so they could all clearly see and hear what the police were going to say. When Jenqyih was about to follow their friends, with a hand gesture as a signal, Yihshyong asked Jenqyih to stay in the living room.

Jenqyih nodded. He glanced at the police. "Please sit down, Sir." He asked their guests to sit on the sofa.

"Apparently, you recognized me right away." The policeman named Chioulin smiled as he looked at Yihshyong. "I feel very honored." His smile looked so polite. The man was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He was about 185 centimeters tall. His nose was sharp and his eyebrows were very thick.

"Even though we have never met in person, your voice is very familiar. So I can't be wrong." Yihshyong replied straightforwardly.

Not only Yihshyong, Jenqyih had never met this person named Chioulin either. When Jenqyih and other friends gave statements at the house behind their house, Chioulin was not there, or at least didn't appear in front of them.

"Thank you Sir. These are Yanguu Herngshyong and Chuanduan Shiangren." Chioulin Shinnjaang introduced the two people who had come with him.

The two people who had come with Chioulin bowed their bodies.

"We are very happy that the police finally want to visit here." Yihshyong smiled broadly. "Is Mr. Beeihae awake?"

"Sorry, Sir. We haven't got any updates on that matter. We're here on other matters."

"Is it related to the troops outside?" Yihshyong asked.

"No, Sir." Chioulin Shinnjaang shook his head politely. He turned to one of his co-workers. "Where's the stuff?"

Yanguu Herngshyong opened the folder he was carrying. He took out a sheet of paper and handed it to Chioulin, who examined it right away.

"This paper is a copy of a piece of paper that we found in Mr. Beeihae's pocket." Chioulin handed the paper to Yihshyong.

"What is this, Sir?" Yihshyong frowned as he read the writings on the paper.

"Is that Mr. Beeihae's handwriting?"