Ping Fu was silent for a moment, cleared his throat, and continued:

In the fight between Pingwei and Hao Hao, the small pistol hidden in Pingwei's waist was exposed or pulled out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Both were taken aback.

But it must have been Pingwei who reacted quickly and snatched the gun into his own hands. Because he hadn't seen Assistant Artemisia yet, Pingwei must not want to entangle more with this man. He wanted to break free as soon as possible and go to find Assistant Artemisia. The reason why he wanted to steal the small pistol was because he hoped that tonight in this house would have a close to his past so-called rape case. I hope to get evidence that can prove my innocence, so he has no hesitation.

However, Hao Hao is a super confident man, and he is probably not willing to put his life in a desperate situation, so he rushes forward to fight to the death.

Then, the gun went off, and it was Artemisia Hao who fell, of course.

Because Pingwei has been exercising, he is strong and strong, and his strength must be much greater than Hao Hao, how can Hao Hao be the winner in hand-to-hand combat?

Under the muzzle of a small pistol, either you die or I live.

Pingwei can't die, he wants to live, because the purpose of his trip has not yet been achieved. He came to Artemisia's house to collect evidence, just to find out the truth of a rape case from Artemisia Yanran's mouth.

So, when this seemed to be named, he was still a kind man, and in the end, he deserved to become the most ugly culprit man Hao Hao, and died like this.

This kind of ending made Artemisia Yanran extremely happy.

At this time, Hao Yanran had come out of her bedroom, leaning against the door frame, admiring the hand-to-hand combat between her father and her defeated men.

You listen carefully, the gunshot that killed Hao Hao, before that, there was the sound of her sneering and sneering.

Hao Yanran actually became a bystander, seeing that her evil father died, she actually laughed at the soul who was far away.

What kind of hatred did she have for her father, and why did she never contact him for 10 years?

Listening to the following conversation, it's wonderful, it's vicious, and it's telling.

Artemisia Yanran's warm and cold voice came from the small tape recorder:

'I knew you'd come.

…… I've been waiting for you to come there.

…… Of course, I will not say anything more to the Commission for Discipline Inspection or the judges...... Clearing your name for nothing......

I hope that you will "get rid of" my so-called father for me.

…… Ha ha...... Right now...... He finally killed himself!

- Haha...... You deserve it!

Hahaha – of course I'm going to laugh out loud!

…… You say, I met you before Pingyu and fell in love with you...... Why do you ignore my emotions?

…… I don't clean up who you clean up!

Haha—let me tell you, I just put a lot of aphrodisiacs in the wine that day at the Cantonese Restaurant Hotel.

You're fainting so quickly, you're screaming all over the place, I'm really going to hate you to death!

…… I'm going to stimulate you and make you squirt...... Then, rub your liquid onto a cloth napkin and my shorts and dress.

Ha...... Now, let me tell you, I paid 50,000 yuan for those two witnesses.

50,000 yuan, can't it be done?

Of course, I didn't expect them to send you to prison, I thought you would be fired from the Municipal Public Security Bureau at most.

If you lose your career as a criminal policeman, won't it kill you?

- I didn't expect the court to sentence you!

I, the woman, am not there, how can I be sentenced to prison?

I think you were too serious in the past and offended too many people, right?

- Where did the bullets in Wang Zile's small pistol go?

I unloaded, of course.

But how did I know that a joking act could so coincidentally cut off one of his young lives!

I am also saddened that I am responsible for his death.

Yes, I originally thought that there was no man in the world who was a good thing.

The most selfish, vicious, and despicable animal is the man......

So I'm going to take revenge on all the men!

Do you think that a lonely and weak woman with no background can stand out and become an assistant to the director just by virtue of high knowledge, high diploma, and high IQ?

…… Let me tell you, I sold everything I had!

- This shell of mine, when I was fourteen years old, no longer belonged to me!

Do you know who the culprit is?

This beast that has fallen at your feet!

…… So...... Whoever wants me, if I am willing, let him take it.

…… I really like to see how the powerful, powerful, rich, talented men, one by one, kowtow in front of me.

…… You're the only man who keeps rejecting me...... I hate you...... However, if you had really made love to me that night, I might have abandoned you right away!

- Who knows?

- But, it's really a gods.

…… To this day, I'm still thinking about you!

…… If I could die under your gun like this, I think it would be a very happy thing!

How's that? Tell me to be happy—"

Artemisia Yan laughed coldly and softly:

"Haha...... I live for only one purpose, and that is to be the best woman I can be!

I want to avenge all the women who have been **!

Right now...... I really achieved my goal!

Haha - you say, am I the best woman in your eyes?

Silence means — yes, right?

Haha, to tell you a secret, there's a guy who wants to get rid of me.

…… If you don't kill me, let me kill you, or I'll kill myself!"

In the small tape recorder, there was a chaotic tearing sound, followed by a gunshot sound, and Pingwei's eager voice changed its tone: "Artemisia Yanran, Artemisia Yan-Yan-Ran!"

Ping Fu was silent for a long time, and said astringently:

"That's what happened.

The bullet first hit Hao Hao by mistake. Artemisia Yanran deliberately killed herself in front of Pingwei again.

- Or, because of his manslaughter and her suicide, and then, Pingwei committed suicide.

It's all this small pistol used.

This is also generally consistent with the results of our on-site investigation and analysis. ”

As he spoke, Ping Xuan paused expressionlessly at the small pistol of the "Seventy-Seven Style" on the table.

The little pistol was in full view of everyone, thinking that it had achieved great success, and immediately bloomed with a dazzling and dazzling light, shining in pitch black.

Just like a stylish male model in front of the T-shape, when he walked to the front desk under the spotlight, he made a big appearance, turned around suddenly, swayed away from everyone's field of vision, walked, walked, and was far away from this fire and ice workplace.