Shang Tingjue's home was pitch black, as if no matter how fierce the battle was outside, it had nothing to do with this house. In order not to startle the snake, Yin Jun had not entered Shang Tingjue's house before. However, all of Shang Tingjue's tools that could be used to communicate with him were confiscated or destroyed by Yin Jun.

The mobile phone was confiscated by Yin Jun, and the line of Shang Tingjue's home phone was directly cut short by Yin Jun from the outside. Yin Jun found the light, and after turning on the light, someone called Shang Tingjue's name, and after a while, Shang Tingjue came down in his clothes. Duration. I went to the bathroom of Shang Tingjue's house to see, and all the toiletries for two people in it had become one.

It seems that because of the appearance and help of Anonymous, Shang Tingjue's group of people. I was really caught off guard. Shang Tingjue's face was not very good-looking, and when she saw Yin Jun and Wang Yazhuo, she forced a smile and asked everyone why they came to her house so late. Yin Jun sat on the sofa. I lit a cigarette directly.

"That monster in a trench coat was just destroyed by us." Yin Jun said this deliberately, Shang Tingjue's face became even more ugly, and Yin Jun continued to say with interest: "Guess, before he died. What did you tell us? Shang Tingjue stood at the top of the stairs and didn't answer for a long time.

encountered the death of his grandfather, and the calmness shown by Wang Yazhuo was slowly thrown aside. Wang Yazhuo directly questioned Shang Tingjue and asked if Wang Jianming's death had anything to do with her. Up to now. Wang Yazhuo does not have any evidence or even clues that can point to Wang Jianming's death, which has something to do with Shang Tingjue.

Everything is because of the guidance of the anonymous.

Shang Tingjue's whole body was trembling, and in the face of many people's questions, I also interjected at this time: "Twenty years ago, you actually know the truth about the Xu family's extermination case, right?" My sudden intervention made Shang Tingjue's face pale for a moment.

Shang Tingjue didn't know whose question to answer first, she kept standing still, but soon someone put Shang Tingjue in front of us. Shang Tingjue sat paralyzed on the cold ground, it was very cold outside, although the door had been closed, but the cold wind didn't know where it came from.

Shang Tingjue lowered his head and still didn't speak.

"Grandpa once brought back a batch of goods and a group of people from the port area, do you know where that batch of goods and that group of people are?" Wang Yazhuo endured his emotions and asked gloomily.

Shang Tingjue shook her head, suddenly grabbed Wang Yazhuo's hand, cried and said that she really didn't know anything, and begged Wang Yazhuo to let her go. Whether it was everyone's tough questioning or persuasion in a soothing tone, Shang Tingjue always insisted that he didn't know anything. I pulled Wang Yazhuo aside. stared at Shang Tingjue condescendingly.

"At this time, you are still hoping in your heart, we will not search your home?" I asked.

Shang Tingjue's face was like ashes, and seeing that she didn't speak, I continued to say, "Call your husband out." ”

Shang Tingjue's shoulders trembled. Her reaction confirmed my suspicions. Yin Jun suddenly smiled at this time and said: "It turns out that you are married again, I am curious about what kind of man it is, and you need to hide his existence, and you can't announce your marriage to the public." ”

Yin Jun didn't ask why, nor did he question what I said, as if he thought that the speculation I was doing was right.

"After you sold your house and came to Zhushi, you spent a year preparing for the birth of a child and postpartum recovery." I said these words, word for word. It was all said according to the information given to us by an anonymous person, Shang Tingjue did not refute it, because, so far, she has nothing but trembling lips. There is no way to have any reaction.

"What about the kid?" I said, "Is it dead, or is it like the man upstairs, hidden in some dark place." Actually, I'm also curious about what the man upstairs is planning all this for. ”

Shang Tingjue raised her head slowly, her face was full of pleading, she begged me. Spare the guy upstairs. It can be seen that Shang Tingjue really loves the man upstairs. I shook my head helplessly, another woman who gave desperately because of her feelings.

It's just that it's unknown whether the man upstairs is taking advantage of this woman. I didn't soften my heart because of Shang Tingjue's request, I sneered: "Since he refuses to come down by himself, let's go up and invite him in person." "It's just that as soon as I finished speaking, I heard footsteps.

The villa has three floors, and at first, the footsteps were very small, but slowly, the footsteps became louder and louder, and the person was getting closer and closer to the first floor. Everybody raised their guns, everybody knew the man upstairs. To be able to make Shang Tingjue so desperate, and to be able to make the man in the trench coat do things for him, he must be a dangerous person.

The footsteps were slow, but I didn't hear fear in the footsteps. I was also vaguely uneasy, I was afraid that something would go wrong, so I also took out my gun. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the staircase, and slowly, we saw a foot, the man, walking down the staircase.

Soon, we saw his body. The man, dressed in a black suit, and his leather shoes were shiny, as if he was going to a feast. The man's hair, already a little gray, was facing us sideways, and we could only see his face, and when we reached the staircase, the man stopped.

Unexpectedly, the man had a glass of red wine in his hand and no other weapons. The man's clothes and the glass of red wine in his hand seem to tell us that he belongs to high society. The man is calm. There was no panic at all, so many of us had guns and pointed them at him, but he remained indifferent.

The man came down, and Yin Jun also stood up.

Wang Yazhuo held a gun in his hand. Shouted angrily: "My grandfather, did you kill it?" ”

The man replied very briefly with one word: "Yes." ”

The man's tone was full of indifference, as if killing someone was an effortless thing for him.

"Why kill him!" Wang Yazhuo's emotions were a little out of control. I pulled her behind me, and I was worried that Wang Yazhuo would rush forward. Although the man was not armed, that didn't mean he wasn't dangerous.

The man still turned his face to us: "Whoever checks on me will die." Isn't a person who pretends to do things for me, but secretly investigates me, to die? ”

The man's words vaguely made me understand what was going on. Wang Jianming seems to have been ordered by this man, but I don't know for what reason, Wang Jianming is fake to do things for men, and it is true to investigate him. Suddenly, I thought of the word undercover.

But. Soon, I denied that Wang Jianming was a member of the police.

Wang Jianming is indeed a suspect in a major drug trafficking crime, and if it was deliberately arranged by the police, it would not be possible for him to engage in such a serious and heinous crime that he could not turn back, even if he was undercover. Therefore, Wang Jianming will not be a member of the police. In other words, Wang Jianming is doing things for another unofficial force, or Wang Jianming wants to investigate this man because of personal reasons.

Someone shouted and asked the man to tell everything and give him a whole corpse. It's just that the man seems to be still winning, and he is silent from beginning to end.

"Xu family, did you kill it?" I asked.

The man replied in the same way: "Yes." ”

My heart sank: "Xu Yun, was you imprisoned?" ”

There is still only one word for the answer: yes.

"Fang Yu, did you kill it?" My heart grew colder.

Fang Yu is my father's name. After so many years, this is the second time I have mentioned my father's name, the first time, when I was close to Shang Tingjue, and the second time, at this moment.

The man shook the red wine in his hand, took a sip gently, and enjoyed it for a while before nodding slightly: "Yes." ”

My hands trembled: "You, are you behind it?" ”

The man's answer was still only one word: "Yes." ”

"No, you're not!" I drank coldly: "Huang Yinkai, the game is enough, it's time to tell the truth!" ”