Chapter 218: Zheng Yong is killed

"No...... Don't ......"

I smiled coldly and said, "You really love your son, but did you think about his son when you hurt Zhang Youtian when he jumped off the building?" ”

As soon as my words fell, he collapsed instantly, and he fell to the ground and began to whimper.

"I don't want to kill people, and I don't know if my words can make him think so."

Since we were on the street, the eyes of the people around us were instantly focused on us.

I looked around a little embarrassed, then pulled him off the ground.

"Don't be embarrassed on the street, there's a snack bar in front, let's talk about it there."

He nodded slightly, and the two of us pushed our bikes towards the snack bar.

On the way to the snack bar, I asked him why he suddenly lied to Zhang Youtian, and who told him about his son's death?

I don't believe he had this unintentional, and although he looks very pitiful now, I believe that there must be something hateful about poor people.

If it weren't for his perjury, I wouldn't have ended up like this now. It was only under my aggressive questioning that he finally told the truth.

He said that when the construction site started that afternoon, the foreman found that Zhang Youtian was gone. However, Zhang Youtian did not ask the foreman for leave, and Zhang Youtian's family had an accident, so his mental condition has not been good recently.

The foreman was worried that something would happen to him, so he asked him to look for Zhang Youtian. In fact, he didn't know that Zhang Youtian was at the opposite construction site at first, but when he stood on the side of the road and called Zhang Youtian's name, someone suddenly stopped him.

According to his description, the man was not very tall, and it was very hot, but the man was wearing a long black robe.

And he was wearing a black hat on his head, and the brim was also very low, so Zheng Yong didn't see the person's appearance clearly at all.

The man was holding a black plastic bag in his hand when he stopped him. He shook the plastic bag gently in front of Zheng Yong, and told him that Zhang Youtian was on the opposite construction site.

He took out 10,000 yuan in cash from the black bag and handed it to Zheng Yong, and told him the sentence as it was.

As long as he goes upstairs and tells Zhang Youtian this sentence, when he comes down again, the remaining 50,000 yuan in this bag will be his.

Zheng Yong didn't think too much about it at the time, after all, it was just a sentence for him, and he didn't expect how much of a chain reaction this sentence would cause after that.

And 10,000 yuan is not a small amount for Zheng Yong, so he should take the money and go upstairs. And then we know what happened next.

Just because of his words, Zhang Youtian jumped off the building. At that time, Zhang Youtian was also very scared when he jumped off the building, and when he ran downstairs, he happened to run into a police car.

Since there were two people present at the time, he was worried that I would expose the fact that he had killed Zhang Youtian, so he took the lead and called me a murderer.

And the most important thing is that my fingerprints were found on Zhang Youtian's body, so I naturally became a murderer.

After listening to Zheng Yong's narration, I really have 10,000 alpacas galloping in my heart. I have to admit that Zhang Caishen's grasp of human nature only cost 10,000 yuan to turn me into a wanted fugitive throughout the whole process.

"Actually, you don't need to worry too much about this matter, you and I are both victims, and you have a child, so I don't want you to be called a murderer."

"Then what do you mean ......"

"You can go to the police station with me now and explain the situation truthfully, but you don't have to say that, just say that when you ran upstairs, he had already jumped off the building."

"That'...... What about you. ”

"As for why you slandered me, tell them exactly what you just said to me. You'll end up guilty of perjury, but not death...... Do you understand? ”

Zheng Yong nodded, so the two of us turned around and walked to the police station. And on the way to the police station, it was originally hot. A cold wind suddenly blew on the hot street.

I subconsciously fought a cold war, but suddenly felt a tightness in my heart.

"Be careful."

When I reacted instantly, Zheng Yong had already fallen to the ground. I quickly leaned down to check, and although Zheng Yong was breathing, he was unconscious.

"What's the situation?"

"His soul has been taken captive."

"What?"

I stood up and looked around, but I didn't notice any suspicious people around me other than passers-by.

"Who was it just now, did you see clearly?"

The black shadow shook his head and said, "There are a lot of people here, if you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, just take him away quickly." ”

I tossed my bike aside, locked it and took off him to hail a taxi. The master looked at Zheng Yong, who was unconscious, and thought he was a drunk, so he was a little reluctant to pull us.

In an emergency, I threw the driver a hundred dollars, and he took us to Jackie Chan.

Since I had already contacted Cheng Long in advance when I was in the car, as soon as I got out of the car, Jackie Chan hurried over to help.

"What's the situation?"

"Don't talk so much about it, let's take it home and talk about it."

By the time Zheng Yong was carried home, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, Zheng Yong's wife suddenly called him, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I did not answer the phone, but sent her a message back, and "asked" Zheng Yong for three days off.

"The top priority now is to find Zheng Yong's soul as soon as possible, and only by finding his soul can I prove my innocence."

Cheng Long frowned tightly and said, "We don't know much about this soul-seeking technique, but ......"

"But what?"

"I once heard the master say that I have a master in Henan, and this master once cultivated in our Qimen, and after Dacheng, he went to practice the Maoshan technique."

"So what?"

"Among the Maoshan spells, there is the item of soul seeking."

"Then do you know the name of your uncle?"

Cheng Long shook his head.

"The master has only mentioned it before, but it is not clear what it is called, but I know that he is practicing on the mountain and lives in a place called 'Three Feet Temple'."

"Three-foot view?"

I'm familiar with this name, isn't Lan Yu's master just in the Three Feet Watch. Without further ado, I quickly took out my phone and prepared to contact Lan Yu, but just as I was about to make a call, I hesitated.

Is it really appropriate to call Lanyu in my current capacity?