Chapter 168 Five Floating 05 Three Things

Similar malice made Lin Chen smell a familiar smell.

Once upon a time, someone planned a similar incident, in order to play with human nature, arouse the maliciousness of bystanders, and at the same time prove to all the well-meaning people in the world that the ordinary people around you are always more vicious than you think, this world is really very bad.

In fact, Lin Chen also thought about the meaning of similar games of human nature, but the question of morality and the question of good and evil of human nature is itself one of the ultimate questions of human beings. Since ancient times, countless philosophers, scientists, and psychologists After a deep discussion, it should be meaningful even if so many people are discussing this issue in our daily ordinary life.

However, Xing Nonglian was not there, so Lin Chen was suddenly too lazy to think deeply in this direction. He was not engaged in philosophical research, he was just a lovelorn who was left behind by his crush, and he would not let him understand these ultimate questions about human beings. Xing Cong came back one day earlier.

Lin Chen was suddenly very upset, he stood up, and threw the bloody shards of porcelain into the trash can.

Jiang Chao kept shouting in his ear, "This wound is so deep", "Consultant Lin can't do this", "Consultant Lin, you have to go to bandage".

Lin Chen looked back at him and said lightly, "I see, does the police station have gauze? I'll stop the bleeding first."

"How can we stop the bleeding, we have to go to the hospital immediately?"

Looking at Jiang Chao's appearance, Lin Chen thought of Xing Conglian again, and Xing Conglian really knew him. At the embassy that day, after he finished his interrogation of Li Jingtian, Xing Conglian took him directly to the infirmary for dressing, because Xing Conglian knew very well how reluctant he was to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

Lin Chen spread out his palms, he saw the wounds on his palms that had been cut by the porcelain, and looked back at the police officer who quickly tapped the keyboard after hanging up the phone, and said to Jiang Chao, "I think it will happen soon. In the end, it's okay to go later."

Jiang Chao was not Xing Conglian either, so he could be too tough to say. Seeing him so insistent, Jiang Chao only nodded, and immediately ran out the door to get him a medicine box.

Lin Chenfu sat down next to the computer again and asked the police officer, "AIH Insurance has given you the right to open the inquiry permission, why is this so simple."

"I said that there might be insurance fraud, and the person in charge was very nervous. Speaking of Consultant Lin, why do you think these criminals would murder fans for insurance purposes? Could it be that all fans have filled in the same beneficiary? Then we can easily find out that one. The beneficiary's problem?"

Lin Chen thought for a while and replied, "Assuming there is a co-beneficiary, Mr. A, how do you prove that Mr. A planned the fire at the Christian Arts Center? You can't say that he will kill people and defraud insurance just because he is the beneficiary. Bar?"

"Then let's dig deeper into the relationship between Aino, Meimei and the beneficiary, Mr. A. There will always be some clues."

Lin Chen shook his head and said to him, "Firstly, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to find evidence; secondly, I think when you find out the relationship, it is very likely that a huge criminal network has been dug up. Until then, you must pay attention to your own personal safety.”

"Don't scare me." The policeman was a little frightened.

"I'm very serious." Lin Chen said, and patted the police officer on the shoulder again, "But don't worry, there are many people around you, including me."

The police officer laughed, as indifferent as Jiang Chao, he said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of death."

Lin Chen lowered his head and smiled, rubbed the other party's head, and didn't speak.

The computer issued a tone indicating the end of the calculation, the police officer hurriedly turned his head, and Lin Chen also looked at it, and there were various contents on the comparison form. Although he couldn't sort out the clues for a while, he still learned from the police officer. There was something in the increasingly frightened look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that the police officer finally pushed on the keyboard tray and turned his head to look over, Lin Chen asked.

"Consultant Lin, the direction you mentioned seems to be correct. It is very likely that Aino Meiji set the fire for insurance." He said, holding down the table and dragging it to the middle position, "There are three groups of insurance beneficiaries in the same situation. , the first group should be a pair of sisters, and the beneficiaries should be their own mothers; the second group should be a couple, and the beneficiaries may write their own daughters. Apart from these two groups, the most suspicious is the third group , the beneficiary of personal accident insurance filled out by 21 fans is a foundation."

"Foundation?" Lin Chen was surprised, "Can the beneficiary be a unit?"

The police officer took a long breath and said, "It depends on the type of insurance, but since the beneficiary here is the foundation, it means that the AIH insurance they purchased is fine."

Lin Chen nodded: "You're right, my question is stupid." He paused, and then asked, "I just wonder why these fans put the beneficiary as a foundation. …”

Lin Chen said, turning his attention to the name of the foundation - "MSC MSF United Foundation".

But from the name, this foundation seems to be a foundation under a certain MSF organization, Lin Chen said to the police officer: "You can first calculate the total insurance amount, and then please check the relationship between Song Shengsheng and this organization. , has he ever called on his fans to donate to this foundation."

"Okay, I'll check right away!" The policeman simply started to work.

Hearing the crackling keyboard sound, Lin Chen fell into thought again.

Could it be that Meijing intends to murder more than 3,000 people, just for the insurance claims of 21 people, of which the payout and income are hardly proportional.

"Consultant Lin, I figured it out, 1 million yuan per person, a total of 21 million yuan."

"Dollars?"

"Amount... The unit is our currency."

Lin Chen frowned, the total amount was indeed beyond his expectations, he was just about to say something, at this time, Jiang Chao finally came back with the medicine box.

Lin Chen took the medicine box and informed Jiang Chao of the results of their investigation just now.

Vice-Captain Jiang slapped his knee and said excitedly: "I know this organization, this is the oldest MSF organization in the world, your sister-in-law joined this organization before, and also participated in the one-year medical aid operation in Africa, so that Médecins Sans Frontières would cheat money, I don't think it's possible, do I?"

Lin Chen nodded again. Jiang Chao's words actually made sense. There was no reason for a MSF organization to do this, so he opened the medicine box that Jiang Chao handed over and rummaged through it.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Chao began to ramble again: "But this beneficiary unit is too strange, I think there seems to be a problem here, I will check this organization later, Consultant Lin, what is going on? what?"

Lin Chen still didn't speak. He opened a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured some into his hands indifferently. Jiang Chao was stunned: "Consultant Lin, you are too rude."

Lin Chen grimaced in pain, then looked at the technical police officer and asked, "Have you found out the relationship between Song Shengsheng and MSC?"

The other party nodded and opened a news report: "You guessed it right, Mr. Song Shengsheng did donate a lot of money to the MSC organization ten years ago, although he did not directly call on fans to donate to the foundation. , but the appeal of T’s initiative to donate is still huge. The so-called insurance beneficiary may be decided by a small group of fans, and the specific situation will not be known until we find these victims and ask them clearly.”

"That is to say, it may be a coincidence that the beneficiary of the personal accident insurance of 21 fans is the foundation?"

"Maybe?" the policeman said again, "but 21 people, wouldn't it be a bit too much."

21 This is indeed a very ingenious number. It is not so prominent among the more than 3,000 victims, but it will definitely let the police find clues. Lin Chen finally realized that what Meijing and Aino were planning might be far beyond their imagination.

He thought again of the problem that Meijing kept deceiving him on the rooftop. Meijing wanted to cover up AIH's insurance problems with a vengeance theory at first. What if this 21 was also a trap?

Lin Chen wiped off most of the blood clots, and then changed a piece of gauze to press on the wound: "Answer me first, is there a high proportion of Song Shengsheng's fans who buy AIH insurance?"

"Among the 3,021 people, a total of 1,922 people have purchased insurance from HIA companies. Although I haven't done a specific analysis of the differences, this proportion is relatively high."

"Nearly two-thirds?"

"right."

"So, if we ignore the beneficiaries, the biggest economic loss after their successful actions should be AIH insurance companies."

"Fuck, Aino and Meimei are not trying to bring down the AIH company, are they?" Jiang Chao said.

Lin Chen frowned, although Jiang Chao said "never", he felt that what Jiang Chao said casually was probably the answer: "First calculate the total amount of insurance that AIH insurance company needs to pay. "

Hearing this, the police officer stared at him with wide eyes: "That's probably an astronomical figure. Even if each of 2,000 people pays 1 million, it will cost 2 billion."

"Enough to bring down AIH?"

Jiang Chao sucked in a breath: "Consultant Lin, your speculation is too scary, but AIH is a multinational insurance giant. These compensations shouldn't be enough to make them bankrupt, right?"

"The total is 4.5 billion," the policeman said.

Jiang Chao almost bit his tongue: "There are so many?"

"I remember that a certain country once experienced a terrorist attack. The fire insurance claims amount after the terrorist attack directly led to the bankruptcy of an insurance company. The total amount of claims that the company needs to pay is about 3.5 billion."

"But I still think this number can't hurt the fundamentals of AIH." Jiang Chao still said the same.

"The question of whether it is fundamentally damaged or not requires a careful study of AIH's financial report to judge. If the company is in a period of internal losses, there may be some problems." Lin Chen pressed the gauze in his palm tighter, "But I really don't know anything about financial matters, it's just a simple guess."

"No, no, your speculation is indeed a general direction!" Jiang Chao said with emotion, "Hurry up, I'll take you to the hospital right now, but don't leave any sequelae and won't kill me!"

Lin Chen hardly heard Jiang Chao's words, he fell into deep thought again, but this time he was not thinking about Xing Conglian, but he was suddenly thinking of another thing, since it took ten years to plan behind the scenes. This incident, which will be launched ten years later, has never been purely revenge or simply targeting MSF, and they may not even simply want to bring down a multinational insurance company. The three purposes may be mixed together, so what if there is a fundamental purpose that they are not aware of?

Thinking of this, Lin Chen felt chills all over again, and at the same time felt extremely fortunate. If there was anything wrong with the mastermind behind the scenes in the past ten years, it must be that they chose the wrong target for the implementation plan.

Fortunately, Song Shengsheng persevered.

Lin Chen couldn't help thinking like this, this is really very, very fortunate, but after being fortunate, it is extremely sad.

He seemed to see the blond boy standing in front of him again, he seemed to see Song Shengsheng proudly pat his chest when he was young, and then looked at him with a big laugh.

Looking at Song Shengsheng's figure, Lin Chen thought, it's amazing that you have persevered for so many years, then leave the rest to me to continue.