He asked, "Apart from Luo Qinghe, who else is the murderer?"

Prophet Peng didn't answer immediately, hesitated and thought for a while, and then beckoned: "She instructed me, and I only know her." In addition, he paused for a while and added, "Luo Huaiyu is the one who knows, back then, I promised Luo Qinghe to ask him before." ”

Sure enough, Luo Huaiyu couldn't escape.

Eori asked, "What did he say?"

Prophet Peng shook his head: "I didn't say anything, he became a bystander." ”

Onlooker?

Jiang Zhi's fingers tapped on the countertop, and there was a sound that came from time to time: It's a knife to kill someone.

"The second one," Eori continued, his tone unhurried, "record a confession, and when he comes to trial, you will be present as a witness." ”

Peng Xian hesitated.

Jiang Zhi was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "Believe it or not, if you don't agree, you won't live to the day of the trial." ”

If he didn't agree, he wouldn't know that the Luo family wouldn't let him go, and there was the unfathomable little son of the Jiang family in front of him. Peng first knew: "I do." ”

He may be fighting the skin of the tiger.

Eori is the tiger.

There is a third thing, he said: "Go to see Luo Changde, whatever he says, you will do." The tone was calm and orderly.

Peng Xian didn't understand: "What do you mean?" He didn't take refuge in the Locke family.

Jiang Zhi didn't explain: "You don't need to know this, you just need to obey." ”

It's time for the 10-minute meeting.

Jiang Zhi got up and walked out of the meeting room, and two people came in the corridor outside, a prison correctional officer and a handcuffed prisoner.

Seeing Jiang Zhi, the discipline nodded, and then went to the side and lit a cigarette.

The handcuffed prisoner was tall and tall, and after looking left and right, he walked towards Jiang Zhi and called out in a proper manner: "Jiang Shao." ”

This person is the scarred man who punched Prophet Peng in the stomach yesterday - he is a gangster, his younger brother is everywhere, and he has a lot of status in the Western Prison.

He's a big brother, why should he listen to Jiang Weaving?

Don't listen to Jiang Weaving to kill him.

"Let the words out, no one is allowed to touch Prophet Peng. ”

Big Brother: "Yes." ”

At four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Luo Changde went to the Western Prison.

Luo Qing and the back foot received the news.

"Mr. Luo," Shen Yue stepped forward and said, "Mr. Luo has gone to the Western Prison." ”

Luo Qinghe's hand flipping through the documents stopped, raised his head, and his eyes suddenly waved: "Prophet Peng is willing to see him?" She has been there several times, but each time she has closed the door.

Shen Yue nodded.

Luo Qinghe immediately got up and walked out of the office quickly.

When the others were far away, Shen Yue dialed the phone: "Jiang Shao." ”

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it is only five o'clock before the sun sets.

Jiang Zhi's residence added a hanging basket chair, just arrived today, it was purchased online by Zhou Xufang, she gave a five-star praise, and posted a picture, she liked it very much, and also spread a small pink blanket in the hanging basket chair.

"After all, they are father and daughter, will they kill each other?" Zhou Xufang swinged on the hanging basket chair.

The hanging basket chair is too small, and there are no more than two people, Jiang Zhi stood, always feeling that this thing was not strong, and he was afraid that she would fall, so he kept holding on.

If there is no conflict of interest, Luo Changde may care about the father-daughter relationship, if Luo Qinghe is a threat to him, then it is another matter. Jiang Zhi asked Zhou Xufang, "If you were Luo Qinghe, what would you do at this time?"

Zhou Xufang hugged a pink rabbit pillow and thought for a while: "Tou Cheng." ”

At present, Luo Qinghe is in a weak position, and he can't fight hard, so he can only surrender.

"To protect yourself, to do it once and for all, it's not enough to be honest. Jiang Zhi said, "We have to delay time to recuperate, and we have to get more bargaining chips that can be negotiated." ”

Luo Qinghe is not a person who can be caught with his hands tied, and he will definitely fight back, not to mention that she knows that Luo Changde is a thief, so it is even more impossible for him to be slaughtered.

Zhou Xufang kicked his two legs, swinging on the hanging basket chair, thought for a while, and asked Jiang Zhi: "Then will she use bitter meat tricks?"

Eori said, "Yes." ”

Click.

Zhou Xufang opened a can of milk: "And then, what do we do?" She put a lot of milk and marshmallows in the hanging basket chair.

Just because of the snacks, Jiang Zhi couldn't sit in.

However, she still has to put it, Eori's words...... Just let him squat.

She was just about to drink milk, and Eori took her milk jug away: "You can't drink anymore, you drank too much today." ”

"Oh. ”

She'll drink it secretly later.

Jiang Ori drank her milk before answering her question just now: "If she uses bitter meat to calculate, we will use discord." ”

He thought of everything, and he thought of all kinds of countermeasures.

Zhou Xufang didn't speak, just looked at him, straight to the point.

Jiang Zhi was seen by her and wanted to do something bad, licked her lips, and suddenly felt that the taste of milk was too light, and wanted to kiss her a little: "What's wrong?"

"Who taught you?" she asked.

"Huh?" he didn't understand.

"You're going to be very scheming. Zhou Xufang originally wanted to say that he was very treacherous, but he was afraid that Jiang Zhi would be unhappy.

Jiang Zhi drank the milk in the jar, threw it casually, and threw it into the trash can steadily: "The old lady taught it." ”

His parents died young, and he grew up under the knees of Mrs. Jiang since he was a child.

"When I was seven or eight years old, she was the one who took me. He said, "Jiang Xiaolin and they all hired teachers, but I didn't, I taught her personally, and all she taught was things that killed people and didn't dirty their hands." ”

He is also blue and uses it with ease.

At the age of seven or eight, he taught conspiracy, and Zhou Xufang didn't quite understand: "Why do you want to teach this?"

"The old lady said: protect yourself. ”

But children who are only seven or eight years old, still at the age of learning words, begin to protect themselves, which is a little too early, too eager to achieve something.

Why? Isn't it the most beloved grandson?

"If it were me, as long as I had the ability to shelter you, I wouldn't let you be calculating. "If it were her, she would teach good, not evil, not something that kills people and doesn't dirty hands.

"If you don't get your hands dirty when you kill someone, will it ......" she looked at Jiang Weaving, "Could it be that she wants to borrow your hand too?"

If so......

Jiang Zhi was speechless and couldn't answer.

"Eori. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhou Xufang stretched out.

Eori walked over, took her hand, and crouched in front of her.

She put her other hand on his head and touched his soft hair: "Maybe your grandmother doesn't really love you." ”

Maybe she's sharpening her knives.

Jiang Zhi leaned up, put his face under her palm, and rubbed gently: "I'm not sure." He said, "I'm just sure you are." ”

She nodded vigorously, "Well, I am." ”

There are too many things in Mrs. Jiang's world, so there will be giving and gaining.

Zhou Xufang is different, she only has one Jiang Zhi, she won't give up, and if she gives up, it's all.

Western Prison.

When Luo Changde came out of it, it was already dark outside, and as soon as he walked to the doorway, a car parked on the side of the road turned on its headlights.

"Dad. ”

Luo Qinghe got out of the car: "I'll be waiting for you for a while." ”

Luo Changde was surprised for a moment: "You are really well-informed." ”

She didn't say anything, she didn't go around in circles, and asked straight to the point: "Has Prophet Peng confessed to you?" Without waiting for Luo Changde to speak, she guessed, "It should have been all said." ”

Luo Changde did not admit it, nor did he deny it.

"You also have the recording in your hand, are you going to send me in?" she said in a surprisingly calm tone, not begging for mercy or negotiating.

Luo Changde sneered: "Aren't you also checking on me?"

"Do you think I'll really send you in if I find out something?" she smiled, "You have a bunch of daughters outside, and I don't lack this one, but I don't have a bunch of fathers outside." ”

Luo Changde was indifferent and stopped: "You don't need to play the family card with me, as long as you don't check that matter anymore, I will stop it." ”

He finished and left.

Luo Qinghe still stood in place, took out a lighter, and lit a cigarette. The phone rang, and she answered: "Mr. Luo, do you want to stop?"

She said, "Go ahead." ”

After about half an hour, Luo Changde's car was already on the highway. This road to the western prison, with not many vehicles, is quieter at night.

Except for Luo Changde's car, only there was a van directly in front of him, in the side lane, facing his car head-on.

Suddenly, the van changed lanes.

Luo Changde's pupils shook and slammed on the brakes.

Whew——

The car slid for a few meters and almost hit the protective fence, Luo Changde's head slammed on the steering wheel, and he suddenly became angry and yelled outside: "How did you drive!"

The door at the back of the van opened, and four people came down, all of them were men, each of them was tall, wearing masks and hats, one of them called 'Brother Jin', and the main driver's door opened, and two more people got down.

Brother Jin is their leader, the shortest of them also wears a mask and hat, can't see clearly, dresses very mixed, jeans with leather shoes, and doesn't seem to be very old.

Luo Changde faintly felt that something was wrong: "Who are you?"

Brother Jin laughed, stepped on the back seat of the van, half got into it, and found an iron rod to come out, he carried the stick on his shoulder, and chewed gum in his mouth.

He said, "Poor. He swept the iron rod in his hand, walked over and knocked on Luo Changde's car window, his voice sounded young and ruffian, "Master Luo, borrow some money to spend flowers." ”

Luo Changde chuckled in his heart: "What are you going to do?!"

Brother Jin snorted, spit out the gum in his mouth, put his hand on his back, wiped a handful of sweat, changed his hand, and wiped a handful.

"You-"

"Boom!"

A stick went down, and the glass of the car was torn apart.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Luo Qinghe answered a strange phone call.

"Hey. ”

The other party asked, "Luo Qinghe, right?"

It's a man, and he shouldn't be too old.

"It's me. Luo Qinghe asked, "Who are you?"

The other party spoke roughly, and his tone was outraged: "It doesn't matter who I am, it's more important who you are." He asked, "Is Luo Changde your old man?"

Luo Qinghe hummed and waited for the other party's next step.

Before he could speak, a scream came from the other side of the phone, and then the man asked, "Did you hear the voice?"

It was Luo Changde's voice.

Luo Qinghe first glanced at the number and location, and then pressed the recording: "Kidnapping for ransom?"

"When you talk to smart people, you save effort. ”

Luo Qinghe listened, but still didn't panic: "Give me the phone number to my dad." ”

The 'kidnapper' warned and said don't play tricks, so Luo Changde listened to the phone.

"Qinghe. ”

Luo Qinghe asked, "What's going on?"

Luo Changde panicked, and spoke very quickly: "They want money, you just give it." ”

Just asking for money?

Will it be that simple?

Luo Qinghe asked again: "Is there anything wrong with you?"

"I'm fine now, don't call the police, you can give as much as they want. He spoke quickly, and hurriedly instructed, "You must come to ransom—"

The phone has changed.

Or the kidnapper just now: "Are you sure it's over?"

It's just at this time that the coincidence is very unsettling.

"Offer. She said.

"What's the hurry, I can't give you time to prepare. The man changed his tone and said in a ruthless tone, "Wait for me to call, and don't call the police, or you will wait to collect your father's body." ”

With that, he hung up the phone.

While the van was still parked on the side of the road, he turned off his mobile phone, threw it into the river, and instructed the brothers: "Tie him up and keep his mouth shut." ”

"Okay, Brother Kim. ”

The kidnapper's name is Dajin, and everyone under his command calls him Brother Jin, if you count by age, he is still the youngest.

Daikin changed his mobile phone and dialed a call: "Sister Xiang." ”