After leaving the research institute, Lin Yi drove to the Xinshan branch office, then waited for Chen Bingqiang to send over Ma Dehong.
But not long after he had driven out, he received a phone call from Chen Bingqiang.
"Chief Chen, is Ma Dehong's matter taken care of?" Lin Yi asked with a smile.
"There's been a problem with the man you mentioned; he died in the detention center, and we're still investigating the specific cause of death."
"Ah? He's dead?"
Hearing this news, Lin Yi was stunned for quite a while, then he pulled over to the side of the road.
"When you called me earlier, I was in a meeting. After the meeting, I arranged for it to be handled by the staff below. By the time I got to the Songjiang precinct, the news of Ma Dehong's death had come," Chen Bingqiang said,
"I took a look, and the man you're talking about was arrested for rape, a very common case, but you wanted to personally interrogate him. Is there some unspeakable background?"