Chapter 653: Team Leader, Now, It Must Be Pitiful
At this time, the young man was trembling violently, his face was pale, and he clenched his teeth.
Because of the excessive force, blood kept spilling from the corners of the mouth.
But the young man still stared at Lin Siyuan, and he didn't mean to let go at all.
"Soul hunters are all tough."
"But do you know who brought you out?"
"Heh..."
Lin Siyuan shook his head with a smile, and just turned around and left.
In the interrogation room, there were only two members of the Light Group left, who were still torturing him.
"Deputy team leader, other staff of the third prison..."
A member of the Light Group greeted him and asked behind Lin Siyuan.
"Let it go."
"Remember to apologize and pay compensation."
Lin Siyuan said lightly.
The man nodded, said no more, and turned to leave.
Obviously, Lin Siyuan didn't know who was the member of the soul hunting in this third prison.
After all, people who can hide here for a long time without revealing flaws are not so easy to dig out.
So...
Sometimes stupid methods still work well.
Everyone, all of them were secretly arrested separately, and when they entered the interrogation room, they were sure that he was a member of the soul hunt, and even his upline was vaguely mentioned.
Then he was sentenced.
After a round of operation, there is still a high probability that the person who is really hidden can be found.
Because everybody will feel...
They only caught myself!
The evidence must be conclusive.
Standing outside the door of the third prison, Lin Siyuan raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered, "The news can be dispersed." ā
"Let's just say that the Light Group has made a major gain in Ercheng and captured a soul hunter member."
"He is currently secretly held in an underground cell at the headquarters of the Light Group."
"There has been a breakthrough."
"Through this person's confession, an undercover officer in the third prison was successfully captured."
"Other news is being pressed."
"Remember, don't be too obvious when spreading the news."
"Hmm..."
"In this case, don't spread yet."
"You get a document out, and when I'm out, it happens to be delivered to my office, and it's on top of my desk."
"Don't be too conspicuous, just half-cover and half-revea."
"Let's first screen the inside of our light group... There are no ghosts. ā
Lin Siyuan obviously didn't have anyone around him, but he was like talking to the air.
Until in the shadows in the distance, a person walked out, nodded at Lin Siyuan, and turned to leave.
"In this world, there will never be a perfect defense."
"As long as you show a little hole, you can tear it completely."
"I hope that when the team leader comes out..."
"I can give him a satisfactory answer."
"But the team leader, he's in Sin City..."
"It's supposed to be tough too..."
Lin Siyuan sighed, a little ashamed.
Sometimes, the light group is too dependent on Yu Mo alone.
Everything has to be carried by Yu Mo himself.
Obviously his heart is towards the human race, but he is covered in mud, and his heart must be miserable.
Fortunately, the team leader is calm, calm, and wise on weekdays...
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"I'm out of the right three!"
"I'm going to blow up the three of you?"
Yu Mo's face was covered with notes, sitting in a wheelchair, staring at Yu Sheng incredulously, almost roaring and roaring: "Will you fight the landlord?!" ā
"Oh."
"Are you either?"
Yu Sheng calmly looked at Yu Mo and asked.
Yu Mo took a deep breath and was very aggrieved: "You are all the kings of the bomb, how can I want it!" I can't afford it! ā
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Yu Sheng silently put all the remaining cards in his hand directly on the table.
Yu Mo's hands holding the poker began to tremble violently.
His breathing was even starting to get heavy.
"You're cheating!"
He seemed to have thought of something, and looked at the rest of his life with scrutinizing eyes.
But Yu Sheng's expression was calm and did not respond.
"You must have cheated!"
"You two are out of the old man!"
Yu Mo emphasized again and again, but what was ushered in was only the calm expression of the rest of his life.
...
"No more playing!"
"Count the days, today is the third day, I don't know if Zongren is still alive?"
Yu Mo angrily ripped the note off his face and changed the topic.
"Bookkeeping."
"Fight the landlord to play, a million."
Yu Sheng turned his head, looked at the time and said seriously.
Time nodded.
"Damn!"
"You really remember!"
"What we should be concerned about now is not the best cannon fodder we can use in Sin City for a while in the future... Isn't it the life of the best allies? ā
"Is a human life worse than a million in your eyes?"
"Are you too cruel!"
Yu Mo turned his head and looked at Yu Sheng and reprimanded seriously.
"And in the morning, praise him for being smart, a hundred thousand."
Yu Sheng completely ignored Yu Mo's words and continued to tell the time.
Yu Mo's face became darker and darker, and he pushed the wheelchair with both hands and walked out of the door.
But...
Time silently took out the remote control and locked the car with one key...
Yumo stopped in place, and there was nothing to love.
"In the recent period, the total amount owed is... 12.3 million. ā
Time was summed up, and finally he said seriously to Yumo.
"Huh?"
"So much?"
"Ahem, ahem..."
"Don't worry, my little brother Lin Siyuan is very rich!"
"It's just a drizzle of money for him."
Yu Mo's expression was equally serious.
"Let's not talk about this topic for now, let's go!"
"Let's see if our lovely Mr. Zongren is still alive."
"In case he dies, tomorrow I will go to Mr. Confucius to answer the question."
"Ugh..."
"I suddenly felt that this was not only about Mr. Zongren's own life, but also mine."
Yu Mo sighed lightly and completely changed the topic.
In his pitiful, pleading gaze, Time finally unlocked the wheelchair and manipulated it out of the room.
Looking at the sun in the sky, Yu Mo was in a good mood, and even let out two shouts on the street, attracting cold eyes from the corners.
But because he is followed by time and the rest of his life, he is only limited to his gaze.
I have to say...
To some extent, Lin Siyuan guessed correctly.
His boss was in Sin City, too...
It's not too good.