Although Cuiwei said this lightly, the atmosphere in the room fell into freezing, and even Secretary Jin put away the computer to dilute his sense of existence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Anger to the extreme is a light talk, which has always been a manifestation of Cuiwei's anger.

"Zhao Jun is not doing things well, and he is willing to accept the punishment." Under the scorching gaze, Zhao Jun took a step forward and knelt on the ground, telling him with more than ten years of keen intuition that it would never be wrong to admit his mistakes and be punished.

Cui Wei looked at the figure kneeling on the ground expressionlessly, it would be fake to say that he was not disappointed, after all, he was also brought out by her, but now he can't even do this little thing......

That's it, that's it, now is the time to manpower, and then tidy up when the matter of Lintian Hotel is solved!

"Go ahead! Go to Kuroko yourself and be punished. ”

"Yes, thank you, Miss Cuiwei." Zhao Jun got up and bowed respectfully and walked to the basement.

If you don't have a choice, you will only have half a life left when you go in and out.

When Zhao Jun's figure disappeared, Secretary Jin coughed dryly, turned on the computer, and continued the topic he had just interrupted.

"Miss Cuiwei, I checked this surnamed Han, her life has not been affected at all, and she has concealed it very well, Lintian Hotel is such a sensational news, her current family has never suspected her at all."

"The average housewife is so calm and calm, our people are carefully selected, why is she so different? What makes me suspect her the most is that she frequents a clothing store called Monica. ”

"I can't find the information about the owner of this shop, it's just that a couple came to Yongling City three years ago." After Secretary Jin finished speaking, he looked at Cuiwei, who was silent.

It's clear that this has been a ploy for a long time.

The hacker who claimed to have dug up the eighteenth generation of your ancestors couldn't find the origin of an ordinary person on the virtual network......

It's not that he's a fake hacker, it's that there are more powerful opponents than him who buried everything.

Cuiwei was silent for a while, and said in a heavy voice: "What about the current person surnamed Han?" ”

Secretary Jin stood up, and only replied with his slightly wrinkled clothes, it is one thing to report work, and it is another thing to answer questions.

"Back to Miss Cuiwei, this is even more intriguing, since she came out of the police station, she has never been alone, and there has never been more than three people around her, as if she was deliberately avoiding something."

Cuiwei didn't know when she was holding a glass of red wine in her hand and dangling it in her hand, taking a sip carelessly.

"Go, bring her back to me as soon as possible, and Monica's couple."

If you have a clue, you need to seize the opportunity to turn down, and she has always scoffed at the word "good coincidence".

Looking at Cuiwei's expression, Secretary Jin knew that it was time to retire, he put away the computer, bowed to her and walked out, he had more important things to do.

He has changed from a dispensable little brother to an indispensable collaborator, so naturally he doesn't have to treat Cuiwei the same as Zhao Jun, for fear that if he accidentally offends her, there will be no good fruit to eat.

Sitting in a comfortable car, Secretary Jin held the steering wheel and looked straight into the distance, and his mind flashed with his timid, moist eyes.

Ning Jin, who returned to the basement prison, sat on the head of the bed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his legs shook and shook comfortably, estimating that if he grew a tail, he would also shake and shake with the rhythm of his legs.

Just received good news from his boss that someone would help him with the information, Ning Jin touched the black hair draped over his shoulders, silently thinking that he didn't know when he had inserted a stake here.

Ning Jin was distracted, and suddenly a suppressed cry of pain pulled her back to her senses.

The unlucky guy came in again, and learned from Ming Lu that anyone who stayed in this airtight prison for a month would have his tongue cut off after a month, and his tongue would be cut off in the same way.

The suppressed cry of pain began to grow louder, and gradually turned into a loud wail, and just listening to this voice could tell how many punishments had been received.

Ning Jin sighed, let's stay up more! May he have the best of luck.

Zhao Jun leaned his back against the wall, his arms hung high, his whole body hanging in the air, and under his feet were rows of steel needles thick with chopsticks.

These steel needles are specially made, as long as they come into contact with human skin, they will emit magnetic waves to drill into your body, making your internal organs seem to be inserted into countless needles at the same time, and you will not want to die.

Zhao Jun's suspended body slowly fell down, and as soon as the bare soles of his feet touched the steel needle, he screamed, and the whole person trembled like a sieve, and his body seemed to be slashed with a knife.

The executing sunspot stood expressionlessly, holding a gentle and harmless electric rod in his hand.

Don't underestimate this electric rod, all the torture tools here are processed and fed in, as long as you are knocked by this thin electric baton, you will enjoy what it feels like to have five thunderbolts.

As long as Zhao Jun's body did not stand up straight against the wall, the gentle and harmless electric rod instantly released all its abilities and slammed into the irregular body.

And this level of torture chamber has a common feature, that is, the wound is not on the surface, the appearance looks unscathed, you have to die in the hospital for a full body examination, the doctor will say that you are not very different from death.

Doing the same thing every day, listening to the same desolate screams, he has gone from the initial unbearable, to numbness, to habit, and habit is a terrifying synonym.

The screams continued for half an hour, and Ning Jin felt a pain for him.

As long as Zhao Jun's body did not stand up straight against the wall, the gentle and harmless electric rod instantly released all its abilities and slammed into the irregular body.

And this level of torture chamber has a common feature, that is, the wound is not on the surface, the appearance looks unscathed, you have to die in the hospital for a full body examination, the doctor will say that you are not very different from death.

Doing the same thing every day, listening to the same desolate screams, he has gone from the initial unbearable, to numbness, to habit, and habit is a terrifying synonym.

The screams continued for half an hour, and Ning Jin felt a pain for him.

As long as Zhao Jun's body did not stand up straight against the wall, the gentle and harmless electric rod instantly released all its abilities and slammed into the irregular body.

And this level of torture chamber has a common feature, that is, the wound is not on the surface, the appearance looks unscathed, you have to die in the hospital for a full body examination, the doctor will say that you are not very different from death.

Doing the same thing every day, listening to the same desolate screams, he has gone from the initial unbearable, to numbness, to habit, and habit is a terrifying synonym.

The screams continued for half an hour, and Ning Jin felt a pain for him.