Among the villas on the outskirts of Beijing.

Tu Jiaojiao, who has returned to Kyoto, knows what is going on these days.

The snow-white teeth clenched and did not say a word.

She was so stupid that she only now clearly understood what was going on.

Tu Zhengyu looked particularly calm.

What has already happened, regret is the most useless manifestation.

Wei Hongbo's lame means can't help him. However, after experiencing such a big change, it is difficult for him to climb up again.

Depression, anger, and other emotions are well concealed by him.

His eyes were looking at the night sky outside the window, as if there was a whirlpool.

The other party regards him as a thorn in his side, why don't he be the same as the other party.

Zhou Qing, the most insignificant little person, let him and Wei Hongbo live and die, and ignited the fuse in advance.

What is his purpose, is it just because he has failed his aunt Xue Huaijin?

Tu Zhengyu was puzzled.

There would have been such a deep hatred between him and Zhou Qing.

Of course, a person like him, who always takes interests as the driving force and starting point, can never understand what the motivation of others is.

"Dad, I still know the person who kidnapped me, I must find out, I can't just leave it ......"

Tu Jiaojiao was stubborn.

Tu Zhengyu sighed and didn't answer.

The phone rang at this time, and he looked at the caller ID, and his face instantly turned cold.

Tu Jiaojiao pursed her lips, knowing that it must be Xue Huaijin's vixen who came to help Zhou Qing intercede.

She couldn't stand her father's gaze and reluctantly avoided it.

Tu Zhengyu then picked up the phone: "Huai Jin, I know what you want to say, and you also know whether Jiaojiao's kidnapping case was committed by him?" I can't just leave it at that. ”

Xue Huaijin didn't come to intercede, and when she understood Tu Zhengyu, she didn't bother to put down her face and beg someone.

Therefore, he only smiled coldly: "What you do, it has nothing to do with me." But as long as Qingzi is even the slightest bit damaged, I can do the same. ”

Tu Zhengyu's voice was gloomy: "Huai Jin, you are responsible for what you said!" ”

Xue Huaijin became more and more unwavering: "Lao Tu, the moment I was kicked away by you after I gave everything, I lost the courage to live." The main reason why I have survived until now is that there are still people worth caring about. If you move Qingzi, I will dare to make all our affairs public, including the child I lost. ”

Tu Zhengyu's right hand trembled: "You should know that I am not the only one who wants to move him, how many people he has offended in Kyoto City over the years." ”

"It doesn't matter, there are countless people who secretly curse you every day, but you are still alive and well."

Tu Zhengyu's voice became more and more difficult: "You go back to Kyoto, let's get married." ”

Xue Huaijin sneered and couldn't help but be happy: "When power can no longer be pursued, you think of getting married, but ...... It's late!! ”

"Huai Jin ......"

A beep hung up sounded.

Xue Huaijin didn't allow him to explain at all.

Tu Zhengyu was stunned for a while, and then hung his arm weakly.

He has not regretted every step he has taken over the years, but at this moment, there is clearly an uncontrollable regret that quickly spreads all over his body.

There is no doubt that he loves Xue Huaijin.

The marriage with his ex-wife is more of an exchange of interests. And with Xue Huaijin, Tu Zhengyu is younger.

For a certain period of time, he really managed to leave rigor to work and ease to Xue Huaijin.

Every minute he spent with her, he could feel the kind of relaxation he had never felt before.

The picture flashed in his mind, Tu Zhengyu turned around and left the villa, and his figure blended into the deep night.

……

Zhou Qing stayed in the procuratorate for five days.

He remembers it very clearly, because there are too many unforgettable memories in these five days.

The professional interrogators here are no worse than the methods of the police.

It can not let people rest, it can make people feel cold and hot, and it can also make people feel worse than death.

Zhou Qing's body is not as good as before, and he has just returned to China.

Today, I'm already a little drowsy and can't lift my senses.

It's just that he still didn't say a word from beginning to end.

If it was a death anyway, he would definitely let these people take the last resort.

That's the attitude.

What's more, he is no stranger to this kind of experience.

When he first entered the Kyoto Military Region, in the small black room, he had this sense of hopelessness without hope.

His head was lowered, his body and cheeks were even more depressed, and his eyes were large, bloodshot and tired.

The noise of the interrogators, he couldn't even listen to a word now.

I don't know what time, but the surroundings fell silent.

All the interrogators left, and two men in uniform opened the small door of the interrogation room and entered.

Quite usually, he might have to be taken back to his own small room to rest.

He raised his head, and there was a person on his left, and there was a clear flash of light in his hand.

Probably noticing Zhou Qing's gaze, he quickly flipped his hand and hid it behind his hand.

If Zhou Qing didn't realize it, he was still indifferent. But his whole body tensed.

A cheetah, even in the most embarrassing moment, can still easily restrain a cat.

The two were a little unusual, and they were so faceless that he could be sure that he had never seen each other.

"Gone!"

The two approached Zhou Qing, one of them walked to the front and was about to lift the baffle on the seat in front of Zhou Qing, and the other person who behaved strangely quietly stood behind Zhou Qing.

In his hand, there is a one-milliliter needle, and the needle is like a silver man.

With indifference flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand and stabbed at Zhou Qing's neck.

He'd done it many times, and the fluid was flowing through the back of his neck to his brain, enough to kill a person in thirty seconds. Also, there will be no traces of the pinhole until the doctor arrives.

Even if the forensic doctor examines the cause of death, he will definitely think that the deceased died of the most ordinary sudden cerebral infarction.

Zhou Qing didn't have eyes behind him, but under his cautious circumstances, he could definitely judge from the subtle movements of the person when the attack would come.

So, the moment the needle fell, his head was biased. At the same time, the foot kicked on the ground, driving the chair to lean back.

Bang!

Coincidentally, it hit the chest of the person behind him.

Because of the great strength, Zhou Qing's chair and body all fell down.

Barely moving, the other man broke away from the interrogation chair, his handcuffed hands pulled back into the face of the person who was about to lift the needle again.

The screams resounded throughout the interrogation room.

The other person was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out his gun: "Don't move, don't move......!" ”

Before the words fell, his hands were soft, and the guns had changed hands.

After Zhou Qing got the gun, he didn't stop for a moment, opened the safety directly, and fired continuously in the air.

The violent gunfire was almost like thunder, and it shook people's minds.

Zhou Qing has a sense of crisis, if it weren't for this awareness, he wouldn't be alive today.

He didn't know where the two men came from, but there was only one way to deal with it, and that was to take the opportunity to make things bigger.

Otherwise, in such a situation, the first time you may get away with it, what about the next?