Rong Sheng lay lazily on the sofa, staring at the last message from the little girl's hair, and his eyebrows gradually became complicated.

Wait for me......

It was a simple two words, and then there was no news.

Waiting is not that you can't wait.

He's been waiting for so many years, but why didn't he tell him something?

This little fiancée is really a little undereducated.

Is his fiancé an ornament?

Rong Sheng was very irritable, his long legs were on the edge of the coffee table, and he replied casually: "I don't have this idle time." ”

Zhong Sibai thought it was very interesting, and leaned over and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

Lin Jianqing poked him away in disgust and put the phone back in his pocket: "It's in the game, it seems to be murder." ”

Zhong Sibai nodded: "Wow, that's a bit tricky." ”

Lin Jianqing stared at him with an expression like a mentally retarded person: "It's not tricky, will she come to find the boss?" ”

"It's also ......" Zhong Sibai grinned and smirked: "Who is her friend?" What is your name? ”

Lin Jianqing took a dart again, took it in his hand and gestured twice, and the moment the dart shot out, he spit out two words: "Hua Ling." ”

As soon as these words came out.

Rong Sanye, who was originally lying on the sofa with a very casual posture, suddenly stiffened, and two seconds later, he suddenly sat up straight.

"Who?"

The other three looked at the same time.

Lin Jianqing suddenly began to wonder if he had read something wrong, and after taking out his mobile phone and taking a look, he replied affirmatively: "Hua Yu ......"

He wasn't wrong.

What is the reaction?

Forgive Zhong Sibai, he still doesn't know what his grandmother's name is.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong? ”

The expression between Rong Sheng's eyebrows and eyes suddenly became gloomy, and his voice was low: "Which bureau?" ”

Lin Jianqing realized that something was wrong, and replied with a message crackling.

A reply was received very quickly.

"That substation in the south of the city."

Rong Sheng kicked over the coffee table next to him, and the pressure of the air all over his body couldn't be suppressed, and his tall and straight figure walked out directly.

Zhong Sibai was still a little confused, staring at his back: "Boss, what are you going to do?" ”

"Something happened to the old woman, what do you say Lao Tzu is going to do?" Rong Sheng threw the cigar at his fingertips into the trash, and his back disappeared at the door of the box.

It's been a long time since I've seen the boss look like this.

The voice was so deep that it made people's hearts tremble, and the evil spirit came out from all around, which made people tremble.

The other three finally reacted, glanced at each other, and quickly followed.

——

It's been seven hours.

Hua Ling had been locked up in this interrogation room for seven hours.

Not a drop of water was touched, and not a single grain of rice was eaten.

There is also a strong light that is straight to the eye, and even closing the eyes can't stop the dazzling light.

The body is severely dehydrated, and the throat is so dry that it is difficult to even make a sound.

Men and women take turns interrogating.

One is a gentle and consultative tone, persuading her step by step; One is to put pressure on her, plus intimidation and threats.

"Did you kill someone?"

"Why did you kill her?"

"Was it instructed?"

"Who's behind you?"

"Isn't it your boss Rong Zhaozong?"

One question after another.

Hua Ling's answer from beginning to end is that I didn't kill Ji Youxue.

And why did this matter get involved with the boss.

Where the hell is the boss now?