Chapter 994: The Secret Meeting of the Fog Capital

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Seeing Weng Shuping's shocked and dazed face, Wang Dehuan secretly sneered in his heart, slowly opened the lid of the golden silk nan dragon pattern wooden box in his hand, lifted the contents inside, and stood on a stand in the box. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。ｉｎfo

That's a gold medal.

Under the sun, the double dragon on the gold medal shines with golden brilliance, and in the middle of the gold medal, the four regular characters of "such as seeing the face" are particularly eye-catching.

This is a gold medal like the presence of the emperor himself.

"Weng Shuping, can you see clearly?" Wang Dehuan asked coldly.

Weng Shuping was stunned for a moment, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Long live our emperor! Banzai! Hooray! ”

"Weng Shuping listens to orders!" Wang Dehuan said loudly, "Our Lady of the Queen Mother's dictation: Weng Shuping is introspecting at home, and he cannot enter the palace without a summons!" His nephew is being interrogated by the Ministry of Han, and he is here! ”

"Chen Weng Shuping...... Command! ”

Wang Dehuan calmly looked at Weng Shuping, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling, put the gold medal down again, closed the lid of the box, turned around and left, and the official of the Criminal Department hurriedly escorted Weng Zhenghan and followed him.

Weng Shuping was prostrate on the ground, and he didn't know how long it took before he raised his head, and at this time Wang Dehuan and the others were already gone.

At this time, Weng Shuping was still shocked, at a loss, and didn't know what to do.

Taohuayu, hot spring villa.

In the secret room, Yoko Shimazu was looking through an account book alone.

On the pages of the album, one or several names are written, and below the names are dense small print.

And there are some names that have already been circled.

Yoko Shimazu looked at Zeng Boheng's name on an album, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She picked up the brush, as if the prison officer had ticked off the name of the prisoner, and put a circle on Zeng Boheng's name.

She turned the page, and on the next page, there were many names written densely in small letters, no less than a hundred or ten, and she ticked them off one by one with a pen.

On the page a few pages later, Weng Shuping's name was written.

Koukou

Koukou )

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