"Hehe, although Zheng Jin is a wreck, and his children are also small wretches, their meat is very good!"

"Since then, the business of the restaurant has been so good that it has exploded, especially a fat man from a barber shop, who comes every day and eats several drawers of barbecued pork buns at a time."

"Every time I see them eating so deliciously! I would like to sincerely "thank" Zheng Jin's family! ”

"Hahaha~"

Knowing that Wang Zhiheng, who was no longer able to return to the sky, began to break the jar and say everything.

Especially when it came to the corpse of Zheng Jin's family when he made a barbecued pork bun, his face was full of excitement and crazy.

It's like an evil ghost that chooses people to devour.

Looking at Lin Bingzhong, there was a chill.

Then, with a face full of disgust, he picked up the hammer on the side and hammered it fiercely.

Lin Bingzhong thought that he was not a good person, but he was still disgusted by the words of Wang Zhiheng.

"Hahaha.... Pity...... You didn't eat barbecued pork buns, otherwise ..... Hahaha!"

Wang Zhiheng was even more crazy when he was smashed by Lin Bingzhong's hammer, and the eyes behind his glasses stared at Wu Hongxuan, who was standing there silently, and provoked.

"Ahh

Lin Bingzhong was smashing hard, and Wang Zhiheng's chest was also a little panting and stopped.

At this time, I saw Wu Hongxuan standing there and hurriedly shouted.

At the same time, I couldn't help but rejoice in my heart, fortunately, because I was afraid of Wu Hongxuan's presence at that time, so I didn't accept Wang Zhiheng's barbecued pork bun.

Otherwise, he would have to die of disgust, thinking of this, Lin Bingzhong's anger surged up again, and he wanted to hammer a few more times.

But when he saw Wu Hongxuan on the side, he had some scruples, after all, he was his top boss.

Wu Hongxuan was such a keen person that he quickly noticed Lin Bingzhong's scruples, and he didn't light it, but lit a cigarette and said with a smile:

"Brother Bing, I'm here to smoke a cigarette, the smoke is too big I can't see!"

"Haha, Ah Tou, I'll use the guy to disperse the smoke for you!"

Lin Bingzhong is also a thoughtful person, and he quickly understood what Wu Hongxuan meant, and immediately said with a smile.

At the same time, he picked up the hammer and book on the table again, and hammered Wang Zhiheng several times in the chest.

Suddenly.

made Wang Zhiheng snort, and the corners of his mouth were faintly bleeding, which was a manifestation of internal injuries.

This technique is very laborious, and the prisoners do not have any scars on the surface, and some do not even leave bruises.

But the internal organs have already been damaged by the hammer blow.

"Brother Bing, come to smoke a cigarette and take a break!"

Wu Hongxuan didn't really want to kill this guy.

Even if you really want to die, you won't die here.

Wu Hongxuan had already arranged the death of this beast.

Therefore, seeing the bloodshot, Wu Hongxuan also opened his mouth to stop Lin Bingzhong.

He then threw a cigarette to him.

"Thank you, Ah Tou!"

Lin Bingzhong heard Wu Hongxuan's words, put down his things, reached out to catch the cigarette thrown by Wu Hongxuan, and took out a lighter for himself and Wu Hongxuan to light it.

"Why did you kill that girl?"

Wu Hongxuan sat on the chair, smoking a cigarette and asked casually.

"Hmph, that stinky girl damn it, what do you usually pretend to be innocent, why does she look down on Lao Tzu, how can I say that I am also the boss, look at what's wrong with her?"

"Ask her and dare to resist, she must have told you something!"

"Gan Lin Niang Lao Tzu just wants to chop this stinky girl with a knife, but unfortunately I didn't make a "barbecued pork bun", otherwise it should be delicious! ”

"Hahaha~"

When Wang Zhiheng heard Wu Hongxuan's question, he seemed to remember the situation at that time.

His eyes were full of fierceness, but his tone was full of happiness.

In the end, the corners of his bloody mouth were cracked and he laughed wildly.

Seeing that Lin Bingzhong was a chill, he quickly took a deep breath of cigarette, and then pressed it down.

And Wu Hongxuan just listened quietly, taking a puff of cigarette from time to time, and didn't feel uncomfortable at all about the scene in front of him.

Joke!

Although Wu Hongxuan got rid of Hannibal's influence, after all, he was a person who had experienced the cannibal maniac, how could he be affected by this kind of guy who couldn't even compare to Lin Guoyun.

"Then why did you kill Chen Lizhen?"

"As far as we know, Chen Lizhen and his son Zheng Jin have always had a bad relationship, so there shouldn't be any contact, right?"

Wu Hongxuan waited quietly for Wang Zhiheng to finish laughing, and then continued to ask.

"That dead old woman! blamed her for her bad life, she had to call at that time, and said that she dreamed of her grandson and wanted to see him. ”

"Then of course I have to fulfill the old woman's wish and let their family be reunited!"

Wang Zhiheng heard Wu Hongxuan ask about the old woman, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and he said with a smile.

"Gan Lin Niang! I can't stand it, I have to hammer him a few times! ”

Lin Bingzhong, who was the most filial on the side, couldn't listen to it anymore, stepped on the cigarette butt suddenly, and shouted angrily at Wang Zhiheng, who was smiling.

"Okay, I'm done talking, I'm almost done with cigarettes, I'll go see how Sister Min and the others are, just remember not to die!"

Wu Hongxuan saw that the matter was almost asked, so he stood up and stretched.

At the same time, he said a word to Lin Bingzhong, and then turned around and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Okay, Ah Tou, don't worry, I won't let him die so easily!"

Lin Bingzhong looked at Wang Zhiheng opposite with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and happily assured Wu Hongxuan.

Later, after fumbling around a corner of the interrogation room for a while, he found a box that looked to be some years old and moved it to the table.

Immediately, he made a strange gesture in the direction of the camera, and saw that the camera that was still flashing red before suddenly went out.

This means that the cameras have been turned off and no one can now see what's going on in the interrogation room.

Lin Bingzhong saw that the camera had been turned off, so he sat opposite Wang Zhiheng and pointed to the box on the table and said:

"Blessed are you, this set of things has been handed down from the palace, and it has been improved from generation to generation."

"I guarantee you, life is better than death and will not leave obvious scars, I relied on this "craft" to enter the police force back then. ”

After speaking, Lin Bingzhong opened the box very nostalgically.

Suddenly, a set of neatly placed objects appeared in front of Wang Zhiheng's eyes.

When interrogating Lin Guoyun before, Lin Bingzhong didn't dare to use this thing to interrogate prisoners because he couldn't understand the temper of Wu Hongxuan, the new boss.

Now, after working together in these cases, he has gradually figured out Wu Hongxuan's temper.

Strong ability, sophisticated means, not pedantic and flexible.

Of course, the most important thing is to follow Wu Hongxuan to be promoted.

That's why he's willing to die.

Even the grass doesn't give you how to let the horse run?

Looking at these things on the other side, Wang Zhiheng couldn't help but shudder even if he was so vicious that he would make people into "barbecued pork buns".

After all, the tools in the box were finely made and glowing with dark red rust, and at a glance they knew that they were no less torturous.

It reminded him of his own pig-killing knife, which was also glowing with dark red rust.

He couldn't help but want to shout for help, but he didn't wait for a shout.

A mass of rags had been stuffed into his mouth first, and then a piece of tape had completely blocked his mouth.

At first glance, you can tell that you have done it no less.

Wang Zhiheng, who was stuffed with rags, could only make a whining sound.

Looking at Lin Bingzhong, who was choosing tools, looked at him with a frightened expression.

For a moment, Wang Zhiheng felt like the Zheng Jin family who were chopped up by him to make "barbecued pork buns".

Slaughtered.

Soon, a series of whining sounds sounded outside the door of the interrogation room.

"Ah Tou, the director is looking for you!"