Chapter Seventy-Seven: It's a Trap

"Er Biao must have been killed by Xiaowei, and then bribed the widow and colluded with the police, this is obviously Yu Xiang calculating you step by step......" Liu Yong paused when he said this, and then continued: "Yu Xiang wants to wipe you all out, the account book is in your hands, as long as you are all caught, then he will definitely get the account book, and secondly, after you enter the bureau, torture to extract confessions, as long as one person can't stand it, the charge of buying murder will fall on my head......"

"......" I heard Liu Yong's words, and I was deeply shocked, I never expected Yu Xiang to set up such a big game, and it was a dead end!

"Hehe, Yu Xiang's move is very high...... He's grown a little over the years! Liu Yong saw that I didn't speak and smiled.

"So what are you going to do?" I looked at Liu Yong and asked.

"The first point is that the ledger is in the hands of the old ghost, and although the old ghost is missing, it does not mean that it has fallen into the hands of the police. The second point is that as long as your friend doesn't admit the fact of killing people and doesn't bite me out, then I'll be fine. Although it was a dangerous move, it didn't kill me. ”

"But ......"

"But if the old ghost is caught, or your friend is beaten into a trick, then I will not be able to protect myself!!" Before I could say anything, Liu Yong interrupted directly and continued.

"Neither of them will bite out your ......," I said, biting.

"The world is unpredictable, Xiaobao Xiaozhe, you two will go to the old ghost now, and try every means to find him......" Liu Yong sighed, turned his head to Xiaobao and Zhang Zhe and said.

"Good!"

The two nodded, turned and walked out of the conference room.

"As long as I'm outside, your friends will be fine, you understand?" Liu Yong patted me on the shoulder and whispered.

"Understood!" I nodded.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, the old ghost and the ledger are gone, my current situation is very dangerous, I have already said hello to the above, and convicted your two friends as accomplices, as long as the police don't catch a few of you, then they will be fine for the time being...... There's only so much I can do now...... Liu Yong continued.

"I suspect that the people under your command have a ghost !!" I suddenly raised my head and looked at Liu Yong and said.

"Why do you say that?" Liu Yong asked me with a frown.

"Feeling...... No matter where we go, Yu Xiang's people will follow......" I gritted my teeth and said.

"Who do you think is the inner ghost?"

"......," I bowed my head in silence.

"Old ghost?"

"Zhang Zhe?"

"Or Xiaobao?"

Liu Yong saw that I didn't speak, and he was emotional, pointed to my chest, and asked aggressively.

"I don't know!!" I stood up.

Liu Yong suddenly picked up the pistol and stared at me, although his face was expressionless, the stinging pain in his eyes could not be concealed, and his lips trembled and he asked me: "You tell me who is the inner ghost??" ”

I was short of breath and speechless.

"Don't talk if you don't know!!" Liu Yong scolded and walked past me without looking back.

In Liu Yong's eyes, he may never believe the fact that there is a mole in his team, maybe he feels that there is no mole in his team, maybe he is deceiving himself......

As I stood there, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I turned around abruptly and shouted outside the door, "Master Liu!" ”

Outside the door, voices echoed, but no one answered.

……

In the interrogation room of City B, Yang Song had been harmed by Zhang Meng for four or five hours, lying unconscious on the ground.

And Meng Liang in the next room has also become a person at this moment, not a ghost!

"What do you think you're trying to do?! Fuck you, do you know how many so-called big brothers in society have come in here and left the case behind?! Did you hold on? Zhang Meng took the toothpick, pressed Meng Liang's palm with his left hand, and pierced his right hand directly into the nail of his middle finger!

"Ahh

Meng Liang twitched all over, the green tendons on his forehead rose, and a heart-rending howl came out of his mouth.

“…… It's already rooted! You have a total of eighteen fingers with your feet and hands, and you can estimate in your heart whether you can hold it! Zhang Meng frowned and asked.

"Don't fix it, I beg you, I'll take it, don't fix it......!" Meng Liang shouted with pleading words.

"Did you kill people, and who instructed you?" After listening to Meng Liang's words, Zhang Meng asked in a low voice.

"Ah...... I didn't kill anyone!! Meng Liang shouted in a low voice.

"It's still not ruthless enough, you still haven't taken it......" Zhang Meng picked up a toothpick again, and then said to Meng Liang: "I'll tell you Ang!" Toothpicks are done! There's also an electric baton or something, this set will take a little day! ”

"Whew!"

When Meng Liang heard this, he gasped violently.

"Come, hands out!" Zhang Meng snapped Meng Liang's fingers as he spoke.

"Don't it up!!" Meng Liang pulled his neck and shouted.

"Fingers outstretched, fuck you!" Zhang Meng slammed his palm.

"I won't let go, I'll sue you, sue you to death, you torture to extract a confession!"

"Okay, I'll give you my alarm when you turn around, you must sue me!" Zhang Meng frowned and shouted: "Come, the two of you are here, break your fingers for him!" ”

"Don't come, I'll take it, I'll take it, okay, I'll say, I'll say whatever you ask......!" As soon as Meng Liang saw someone coming over, his heart felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and the words that came out of his mouth at this moment were completely out of his mind.

"Really?" Zhang asked as he stroked his hair.

"Say, I say!"

", you saw you said earlier, aren't there no such shows?" Zhang Meng threw away the toothpick, then pouted and said: "Damn, b, just like you, you have to play a game that would rather die than give in!" Exercise. ”

Meng Liang was lying on the iron chair, his eyes glazed.

"Let's talk about it, from last night!" Zhang Meng lit a cigarette and then sat down on his desk and asked.

"Last night, I went to your house and your daughter-in-law...... Meng Liang grinned, looked at Zhang Meng and said.

"Drafted...... Play Lao Tzu!! ”

Zhang Meng picked up the electric baton and smashed it directly on Meng Liang's head.

"Come here, two of you, and then ......" Zhang Meng called over to the two criminal policemen, then took off his coat and turned his head and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Smack!"

Zhang Meng leaned against the door of the interrogation room, lit a cigarette, and took a big gulp. Then he took out his phone and dialed a number......

"How's it going, is it a case?" Asked directly on the other end of the phone.

"One pretends to be dead, the other doesn't say anything......" Zhang Meng said after a moment of silence.

"Then what are you calling me for? And then the whole thing!! The other end of the phone said a little unhappily.

"You can't fix it up, it's easy to kill people, you want to do something else......" Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and said.

"......"

Before the other side finished speaking, Zhang Meng hung up the phone, then pulled out the battery and turned it off directly.