Subtlety, Bo Jinghan deliberately paused.

Ye Tengda, who was still angry a second ago, subconsciously paused.

One breath seemed to be stuck in his throat, and if he was hung in the air by Bo Jinghan, he couldn't get up or down, and he was choking.

And Bo Jinghan walked to his side, and the moment she staggered past him, she paused slightly, turned her cheek slightly, and said in a quiet and contemptuous tone: "I heard that the crime of covering up is not light!" Not to mention...... You still condone the murder, which is equivalent to an accomplice. I don't know how long you will be sentenced for this crime. Ye Tengda, you have been in the police station for so many years, why don't you guess yourself, convict yourself, and stay a mouse! Scold. ”

At the end, the light, almost inaudible ridicule, like a steel needle with poison, stabbed fiercely into the depths of Ye Tengda's heart.

The venom diffuses and invades every capillary of the heart.

It hurts!

But he couldn't command his hands and feet to do anything at this time.

Standing up stiffly, with a stiff back, he proved his indomitable spirit of not admitting his guilt.

And those eyes that were red and round because of congestion were full of his unwillingness......

After taking a look at Ye Tengda and leaving, Bo Jinghan did not go to the interrogation room next to the monitoring room, but walked to the end of the corridor, in an inconspicuous small room on the right.

It's a utility room.

However, just over ten minutes ago.

Liu Mengru, who was originally in the interrogation room and planned to resist softly with the criminal police, was tied with her eyes tied and her mouth closed, and took advantage of the time when Ye Tengda was not in the corridor to answer the phone, and directly took her from the interrogation room to the utility room, and reduced the air conditioning in the utility room to the lowest point.

From a psychological point of view, cold weakens people's psychological defenses, while darkness gives people endless fear.

Liu Mengru is like this at this moment.

She'd been pushed into this room, a little cold, and there wasn't even the slightest light.

The room was filled with an indescribable musty smell, like an eerie old house!

It's a very frightening psychological cue, even if she's desperately trying to calm herself down, keep herself sane, and not panic. But all of this seemed to have come to naught, no matter how much she tried to calm herself, the sound of her heartbeat about to collapse always made her panic inexplicably, panicked and wanted to scream-

W, where the hell is this?

Liu Mengru, who had been pushed and shoved since she came in, and sat on a stool that seemed to be a little unable to keep her steady, had tried to ask many times.

But I don't know if the person who sent her in was deliberate, or if she was born dumb, and she was reluctant to respond to her even a syllable.

And since she sat down, there seemed to be a dark silence around her.

That feels...... It's like lying in a coffin!

She was uneasy and tried to move.

But as long as her hands and feet moved, it was as if something hard had poked her.

Later, there seemed to be something soft, passing through the tips of her fingers and brushing against her cheeks.

She was so frightened that she immediately sat up straight, and even her back was straight.

But at this moment, a collision sound of the police station sounded behind him.

That kind of sound is especially like the movement of the prisoner dragging heavy iron shackles and shackles when he is dying.