Jiang Futing naturally knew what that meant, and it was nothing more than to record useful information from the police for them.

Yan Fang came out of it after doing this, and said to him solemnly: "Don't take too long, otherwise no one will be able to hide from the suspicion of favoritism for criminals." ”

Jiang Futing responded: "I know. ”

Yan Fang didn't answer again, but his chilling gaze stayed on Jiang Futing for a moment, and then he went out without looking back.

The solemn interrogation room was so cold that people were afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the second time that Jiang Futing has entered the interrogation room, and the first time he has sat in the position where Lu Changrong is sitting, but today he has to stand on the opposite side of the past.

It's really impermanent.

"We've got you covered." Jiang Futing opened the door of the cubicle, walked in with a calm expression, and then sat down where Yan Fang had sat just now, and raised his eyes to look at him: "You can say it." ”

But Lu Changrong didn't speak immediately.

Even at this time, he was still thinking about whether there was room for maneuver, whether there was a way to escape the shackles of that person and the status quo.

But when he thought about it carefully, he found that the most terrifying thing was that the skills and privileges he had always been proud of were all given by that person.

If there is no such person......

He remembered what he had said when he was on the high street, in order to win affection for his ingenuity - without that day, there would be nothing now.

has been a puppet for more than ten years, but the possible results in the end seem to be no different from more than ten years ago.

What have you gained in the past ten years of living more?

It seems that there is nothing, not even happiness.

Thinking about it like this, even the last hope in my heart does not exist.

"Will he die in the end?" Lu Changrong curled up his fingers, his nails almost sinking into the flesh, and said with hatred: "If not, can he die?" ”

Jiang Futing grabbed the pen on the table and spun it smoothly: "In a sense, it will." ”

He had heard Bai Tang say before that the nineteenth floor would deliberately imprison the gods who had committed major crimes, but now they were not concerned with the gods, and they were changed to imprison monks who were restless and self-guarding in the world and wantonly disturbed the order of yin and yang.

For example, people like the head of the Immortal Sect.

When Lu Changrong heard his answer, he seemed to have received some kind of unattainable promise, and his heart, which was still hesitating whether to completely open it before, suddenly widened by itself, and a dim light swept in.

He took a long breath, as if he was going to suck all the qi in this life, and said slowly: "Fan Congwen...... The man who saved me when I was eight years old. ”

He paused, propping up his eyelids and carefully glancing at the person across from him.

Jiang Futing paid attention to the pen in the palm of his hand expressionlessly, without any surprise, surprise, or unnecessary scrutiny and pressure.

Lu Changrong felt that all his careful thoughts seemed meaningless in front of him at this moment, so he simply let it go:

"He did discuss it with Li Shang, before I had a fever, the two of them knew each other, but Li Shang is also a stupid x, and now he only thinks he is an ordinary Taoist."

He unconsciously lowered his eyes and stared at the wound on his hand:

"He is a person who is as timid as a grasshopper, he is trembling in everything he does, and he is prone to accidents. As for me...... I'm probably used to being scared, and even if I see something scared, I'm stuffed in my body and digest it myself, which is probably why he is eyeing me. ”

There is no logic in his speech at the moment, and he will say whatever comes to his head.

Jiang Futing forcibly pulled the key point back: "You are flat."

How did Shi contact Fan Congwen, and where is he now? ”

Lu Changrong suddenly clenched his fists and said in annoyance: "I don't know." ”

He said: "Li Shang and I don't have a way to contact him directly, every contact is passive, when he needs to contact you, he will look for you, and when he doesn't need you, you can't find him even if you look for him." ”

"If one of the two of you has an accident or betrays him, then he doesn't care?" Jiang Futing asked.

"How is that possible! Everything that involves his interests is related to him. Lu Changrong said sarcastically: "He is like a monitor on you, he knows what you are doing, what you are thinking, and what is going on." ”

"For example, in this morning's incident, he used some means to diverge all three of you." Lu Changrong stretched his leg slightly: "I am responsible for using Lu Changku's soul to snatch the power from you first." ”

Li Shang was responsible for controlling the other police officers who came to the door, asking where the police investigation was going, and then killing them. The task on his side is actually the easiest, Fan Congwen has arranged it all for him, but he didn't expect it——"

He coldly "heh", "I really don't know if this thing is too stupid, or if the policeman stepped on the shit too well, this didn't work." ”

Lu Changrong didn't continue when he said this, but raised his face and looked at Jiang Futing meaningfully.

In the other party's somewhat ugly expression, he deliberately slowed down his speech: "As for the last person, Bai Tang." ”

Jiang Futing's expression gradually became unnatural, and Lu Changrong sighed without any sincerity: "It's a pity, he doesn't seem to have come back yet." ”

His voice slammed Jiang Futing's hard and thick heart into a bottomless pit.

Jiang Futing was caught off guard and felt a dizzying sense of weightlessness, as if he had suddenly fallen from above the clouds.

He was only in a trance for a moment, and his powerful reason quickly pressed back the psychological discomfort.

But Lu Changrong was right, so long has passed, why hasn't Bai Tang come back yet?

His heart itched a little, and then, a thought popped up in his mind! It's just that before that thought could take shape, it was hurriedly crushed by himself.

No way! It is impossible for Bai Tang to have an accident!

People of his realm, there are a few ghosts in this world who can really shake him!

But in the next second, my heart was shaken again.

There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, everyone knows this simple truth.

And whether it is cultivation or the underworld, everything he knows is from Bai Tang's mouth.

There are some serious things that Bai Tang can't talk nonsense, but some things ...... If he wants not to worry and get involved, he will probably only make himself understand one-sidedly.

At this moment, Jiang Futing is like a reed in a gale, without a foundation and being blown from side to side.

But now, in the unclear state of affairs, I have to believe in him!

You must believe in Him!

Jiang Futing admonished himself to calm down, and asked coldly, "Where did you lead him to?" What are you doing? ”

Lu Changrong stared at the wound on his wrist, he was a little slow to react in some aspects, and it seemed that he didn't feel any pain from the bloody scar until this time.

Turning his wrist uncomfortably, he thought: "I didn't understand the specifics, I didn't understand too much, what he meant was probably related to the following." ”

Jiang Futing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Reflexively popped up in my mind that Bai Tang had frequently gone to the underworld in the past year, and each time it was longer and longer.

The bad feeling in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Even

Those messy and troublesome things that disturb people's leisure seem to be deliberately done.

"What did he say to you?" Jiang Futing asked with a cold face.

"I ...... the original words" Lu Changrong thought about it carefully: "He said to me two days ago, 'The things below have been arranged, as long as you drag the people above, once you get something, even if it is really a god, you are not afraid'." ”

"Something?" Jiang Futing grasped the key words.

Lu Changrong didn't seem to hear his question, and said to himself: "He also said, 'When the things below are released, it will not be far from the new world, and then I will be the leader of this world, follow my will and follow my rules'." ”

Jiang Futing's heart skipped a beat, and an indescribable strong uneasiness poured out of his heart: "What is he going to put out?" ”

"He won't tell me this." Lu Changrong said in a low voice.

Jiang Futing suppressed the anxiety in his heart and continued to ask: "Then what is the thing he wants to take?" ”

Lu Changrong fell into deep thought, and said vaguely: "He only said that it is the other half of the magic weapon in his hand now, and the power of this magic weapon in my hand was borrowed from his magic weapon, which should be a very powerful thing." I remember...... When I was a child, I was lucky enough to see it once, crescent-shaped, a bit like half a gossip map. ”

Jiang Futing held his breath and subconsciously raised his voice: "Are you sure?" ”

Lu Changrong was frightened by his suddenly cold eyes, and the other party's dark eyes hid a bottomless coldness.

The instinctive physical fear made him tremble, and he nodded obediently: "Sure." ”

Jiang Futing's body did not relax because of this, but tightened even tighter, like a spring, being pulled to the extreme.

The first thing that came to his mind was the painting he had seen at the village chief's house more than a year ago, the crescent-shaped artifact in the old man's hand and the long birth of the artifact in the cave.

What Fan Congwen wanted was the artifact that was born for the second time, and he was holding half of it in his hand now, and now he obviously wanted to get it complete.

Judging from Lu Changrong's words, Fan Congwen obviously knew the whereabouts of the other half of the artifact.

Why was Bai Tang suddenly led to the underworld this time, and why did he stay down almost without home for the past year......

Jiang Futing had goosebumps all over his body, and after experiencing Lin Jin's incident, he knew what fear was for the second time.

Thinking about it like this, the self-confidence that I had just tried so hard to brainwash myself was suddenly discharged.

He even felt that even if there was no matter of Chen Yihuan and Gao Xue, even if they did not accidentally intervene in this case in advance, that person named Fan Congwen would sooner or later use other means to get himself and Bai Tang into this incident.

Because Bai Tang will be a huge stumbling block on the road of Fan Congwen's ambition.

It's just that now they have intervened unexpectedly and advanced the incident.

He dared to introduce Bai Tang into the underworld, which means that Fan Congwen must have a terrible hole card in his hand, and that hole card has a fifty percent chance of knocking them down.

Jiang Futing's hand hidden on the table couldn't help but clench, suppressing his accelerated heartbeat: "Did he say where it was?" ”

Lu Changrong would be a little afraid to look at him directly, he was somewhat stained with all kinds of miscellaneous strength and aura, and the invisible coercion on Jiang Futing's body instantly suppressed the things on his body, causing him to tremble.

"Nope." He whispered imposingly.

Jiang Futing didn't speak immediately, grabbed the pen again, and spun it again without stopping.

He stared at Lu Changrong, as if trying to tell from his depressed and timid face whether he had any hints of lying.

It's just a pity that no.

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