Police station, chief's office.

Jin Han's appearance was unexpected, which shocked many senior police officers.

As the biggest financial group behind the governor, although Jin Han is not in politics, his influence on politics is very heavy.

The man's posture is elegant and precious. He goes straight to the sofa in the reception area and sits down. He lifts his long leg and presses the armrest with his left hand. He looks at the high-level police station standing in front of him and says, "please sit down."

A master's posture, high and up.

The people in the room, who dare to sit on an equal footing with him, still stand.

The director is very respectful, "Mr. Jin, you are here. What's your business?"

"I want to see all the information about this drug smuggling case, right now, right now." Jin Han looks at the man opposite, his English is fluent and sweet.

The man's calm tone, but because of the last two words, showed his urgency at the moment, obviously no neglect.

"This..." the director was in a dilemma.

First, this is a cross-border case jointly investigated by the federal police department and the international criminal police, which involves a very high level of secrets. Second, what does this matter have to do with Jin Han? It is puzzling that a business figure suddenly intervenes in the police.

If someone dares to hesitate his orders, Jin Han will be angry. Now, except his eyes are a little dark, he is still restrained. What is he asking for.

"Or, about the suspect, I can give you some more information." Jin Han said softly.

"Oh?" The director was surprised.

"One of the black men, in his early thirties, had a totem tattoo on his arm with a dragon in the center, a scar on his face and a position under his right eye." Jin Han said here, took a look at the director's stunned expression, slightly hooked his lips and stopped. Obviously, he knew more.

The director is shocked. The information about the suspect is a confidential document of the police. Some important information is directly controlled by Interpol. They have no right to interfere. Jin Han can tell these detailed suspects information.

"Ask the agent to send up the relevant documents. Please have a look at them." The director solemnly ordered his assistant.

After a while, a lot of files were brought up by several people. Jin Han didn't seem to be interested in the documents. He seemed to pay more attention to the video images taken by the police.

Fast forward to the middle of the video, Jin Han suddenly stops, and then zooms in. What appears on the screen is the black man in Jin Han's mouth. The totem tattoo on his arm is eye-catching. Jin Han stares at the man on the screen like a knife, and his thin lips spit out four words, "the fourth person."

The sudden Chinese made everyone at the scene puzzled. Only Gu Yue understood it. He picked up his mobile phone and quietly pressed the shutter on the screen while everyone was unprepared.

Jin Han got up and said to the director before leaving, "the black man in the video, Mexicans, sneaked into the United States at the age of 15 and took part in drug trafficking. Later, he went to Brazil and began to manufacture drugs. Therefore, this man is not just a marginal figure of this organization as you mentioned in the information. He should be an important person or even a leader of this organization. Right, His nickname is Koka. "

The director was shocked. "You mean this man was the drug dealer wanted by the police, Keka?"

Jin Han nodded to show his acquiescence, and then walked away.

The director followed him and sent him away. "Thank Mr. Jin for the valuable information he provided to the police. For Keka, the police have never grasped the exact image information. If this person is Keka, then our detection direction will be more clear."

Jin Han didn't care whether the police solved the case or not. He stepped forward, arrogant and indifferent.

"But I'm curious. How could Mr. Jin know Koka?" With doubt, although aware of some offence, the director could not help asking.

Jin Han suddenly stopped and looked at him with a cold look. "I've been looking for him for 16 years."

Not only the director, but all the people present were stunned. In 16 years, how many disputes between these two people actually made Jin Han so interested in a drug dealer?

It's just that these questions, of course, are not what they can ask. Even if they do, they may not be able to get answers from Jin Han.

Everyone is wise and dare not ask.

The summer wind blows, and a piece of paper falls right at Jin Han's feet.

At the other end of the corridor, Johnson came running with a big stomach. He seemed to be panting. Obviously, he had been chasing this piece of paper for a long time.

When the wind blows, the paper will run again. Jin Han slightly raises his foot and presses the paper under his feet.

Johnson ran over and said thanks. Then he stopped at Jin Han's feet and tried to pick up the paper, but he was helpless. The man who stepped on the paper didn't lift his feet.

"Thank you, Mr. Jin." Johnson once again reminded, looked up at Jin Han, but saw that the man was staring at the foot of the drug test report with burning eyes. His unknown look appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and he was very nervous.

“LIN! SHU! YU!” Jin Han read the above English signature word by word, "Lin Shuyu, can it be a person? Is she still alive? "

After that, Jin Han bent down, picked up the paper on the ground and looked at the drug test report. The time on it was shocking. The girl's history of drug abuse began 16 years ago. Is there such a coincidence?

"Is this Lin Shuyu the girl who was defiled in the back lane of the bar 16 years ago?" Jin Han was holding the paper in his hand, looking at Johnson and questioning coldly.

"This..." Johnson was in a dilemma. The case in that year was too cruel. In order to protect the parties, all the relevant names had been erased. No matter who questioned, they could not be disclosed. Even the president had no right to interfere.

"Say it! Isn't it? " Jin Han's tone became more urgent.

Finally, Johnson nodded, and he could only admit so much.

"Isn't she dead? What's her name now? Where are the people? " Jin Han continues to question. It's a knot in his heart. He wants to open it himself.

Just these questions, Johnson is very difficult to answer, there is nothing more important than respect for the privacy of a victim, this is God gave them a chance to rebirth, he would never choose to break for any coercion.