Mr. Fu's little ancestor is reborn

296 Chapter 297: Confession
From Qian Xingzhi to Jianzhou to the present.

Along the way, Sihan has participated in everything.

If Si Bo is the opposite, then Si John is undoubtedly a dangerous existence.

In this case, it is like a spy in one's own camp.

And this spy will kill you if he doesn't do well.

Qian Xingzhi chopped off his palm.

It's for Jiang Yi.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Si Bo's people arrived at the apartment.

No matter what the purpose is, Jiang Yi will not let them spoil their good deeds.

He glanced at Qian Xingzhi: "Can it be done by one person?"

Qian Xingzhi put on his hat and mask, and naturally understood what Jiang Yi meant: "It's not a big problem."

"That's hard work."

Jiang Yi watched Qian Xing get out of the car, and casually picked up a mop stick thrown away by others from the trash can in the community.

Standing in front of them blocked the way of several people.

With a leisurely tone and a bit of sarcasm: "Si Bo's people?"

The other party looked at Qian Xingzhi with unkind eyes: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is whether you can get up today."

"The grievances of the wealthy family, I advise you not to intervene. Our boss just asked us to bring people back, and told us not to do anything."

When the other party comes up, the first thing to do is to speak well.

Didn't really want to do it.

But taking people away is already touching their interests.

Qian Xingzhi smiled suddenly: "Man, you can't take it away."

The other party seemed to be looking at Qian Xingzhi alone, and there were so many people on his side, he curled his lips and mocked: "I want to take it away, you can't stop it."

Qian Xingzhi sneered: "Then try."

A person who was struggling in a war-torn area and escaped all the way back to the country, almost all the bones and flesh on his body have been replaced
Over the years, he has passed by Lord Yan many times.

Just these few people on the opposite side are still trying to take people away from him?
Simply delusional.

Qian Xingzhi had the aura of a military bandit on his body, and his moves were even more deadly, every move was like practicing a family.

After confronting each other several times, it seems that someone on the opposite side came from the serious system, and they saw through Qian Xingzhi's moves at once.

"who are you?"

Qian Xingzhi nodded with the stick in his hand: "Is it important?"

The opponent's harshness instantly turned into a wait-and-see.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Yi went to call Fu Xiting with her mobile phone, and the phone just picked up.

The meowing on that side made Jiang Yi pause.

"Have you rested?"

In the master bedroom in Yu Garden, Fu Xiting was flipping through a book that Jiang Yi put on the bedside table.

Several large characters of International Relations are printed on the cover.

"waiting for you."

Jiang Yi closed her eyes and sighed, with a light tone: "You may not see me tonight."

The man paused while turning the pages of the book, and the lazily leaning on the bed gave a questioning grace.

"I thought it was just Lin Qinghe, but now it seems that Si Bai is still involved, so it's a bit difficult to handle."

Fu Xiting's tone changed suddenly: "Si Bai?"

"Yes." Jiang Yi shook his head in embarrassment, then glanced at Sihan who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, it is not as simple as ten thousand muddy horses galloping past.

Fu Xiting originally swore that with Jiang Yi's methods and strategies, it would be no problem to deal with Lin Qinghe. After all, they used many brains to accomplish this when they plotted against Jiang Fu.

Unexpectedly, a Si Bo came out halfway.

It was originally a game between two people, Si Bo's behavior was like a little San'er's stepping in backwards.

Two on one?

Bullying his wife?

Fu Xiting was about to be laughed out of anger.

Angry because someone bullied his wife.

What was laughing was that that idiot Si Bai actually got involved with Lin Qinghe.

How is this different from playing with fire and self-immolation?
"Don't panic, I'll come, Sihan is by your side?"

"exist."

"Hold on."

At five past twelve, Si Bai received a call from Fu Xiting.

"Boss Si is good at it."

Si Bo was holding his cell phone and a cigarette between his fingers, as if he didn't know what he was talking about: "What does Mr. Fu mean?"

"It's not that President Si doesn't know what I mean, but he knows but—doesn't want to know."

Fu Xiting has a poisonous mouth.

And his mouth was so poisonous that it was impossible to refute, the man turned on the hands-free and threw the phone on the stool in the cloakroom, took out a short sleeve and put it on, while mocking Si Bai: "It is said that the most important thing in life is self-knowledge I don't want such a good thing as self-knowledge. Is it because this thing is not worthy of the boss, or is the boss too high-ranking and not worthy of you in general affairs? You don't want to cooperate with so many people in the capital, but you just go with Lin It’s okay to cooperate with Qinghe, cooperate with Lin Qinghe, and even fight against my wife, Si Bai, I’ve given you too much face these years, haven’t I?”

"A dying person is worthy of your effort to cooperate with him, why? The name of Tianxia, ​​which took over the capital, has changed its name?"

"A big old man, if the country's territory has expanded to a certain extent, it will be almost done, and the business matters will be resolved, so it's time to go back and solve the major issues in your life. It's not that I look down on you, you can't even handle a woman, and you are delusional Come to mess with my world? Si Bo, I'm afraid it's because your recent life is too leisurely, making you mistakenly think that you have the time and ability to fight against me."

Fu Xiting's words had a sense of leisurely narration, which was completely different from Si Bai's deliberate calculations.

And what about Sibo?

Standing by the bed with a cell phone in hand, listening to Fu Xiting's sarcasm, he was not annoyed: "Director Fu, what I want does not conflict with what Mr. Jiang wants."

"You use my wife to lead the charge for you, and you come to tell me not to conflict at this time? Si Bai, it's a pity that you don't clean the glass at such a young age."

"If my wife's fisherman's fortune is so easy to reap, then what do you think of me? Do you really think I'm a dead person?"

"Boss Jiang wants Lin Qinghe's life, but I only want the things in his hands, and those things are despised by Director Fu. Why doesn't Director Fu do something that is perfect?"

Si Bai also earnestly negotiated terms with Fu Xiting.

Three perfections?

Soliciting opinions in advance is called the three perfections, and he wants to be fulfilled by others?

It's really embarrassing.

After Fu Xiting changed his clothes, he left the master bedroom with his mobile phone. As soon as he opened the door, two cats who were fighting on the carpet followed him.

"I'll give you a choice, do you want John's arm or his leg?"

His younger brother dared to do such hellish things in his hands, and he didn't know whether to say that Si Bai had a good brain or that Si Han had a bad brain.

"What if I choose neither?"

Fu Xiting smiled slightly: "Then prepare the cemetery."

At [-]:[-], Fu Xiting took Fang Chi and ran all the way to the location.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he saw that Qian Xingzhi was in a stalemate with a group of people. The group of people seemed to want to go in, but they were not Qian Xingzhi's opponents, so they froze and couldn't move for a while.

Just when Fu Xiting was about to open the door and get out of the car, Jiang Yi called and told him not to get out of the car.

"Why?" The man was puzzled.

Jiang Yi leaned in the car and looked at the black car in the corner: "It's being broadcast live."

The man's hand on the doorknob was slowly retracted, and he glanced at Fang Chi. Fang Chi understood, and shouted through the headset, so a large number of men in black came out to deal with Si Bai's people.

In just three to five minutes, a group of people were pulled out from a dark corner.

At this time, in the unit building, Lin Qinghe and Chen Zhi were so frightened that they lost their minds.

The two seem to have entered a claustrophobic passage, which is longer than the trial hall of the judge of hell.

There is no end in sight, no way out.

It was bloody at first glance.

Under the diffuse, there is a ladder of countless human lives superimposed.

Da, da, da, there were footsteps coming down the stairs slowly.

Lin Qinghe's whole body was on guard, he protected Chen Zhi behind him, and shouted sharply into the air: "Who is it? Who is it?"

Suddenly, a person wearing high heels appeared in front of him.

It's not a long-haired white dress like in horror movies, but a red dress. That red dress looks like it's been stained red with blood.

"Who am I, don't you know? Lin Qinghe."

Chen Zhi didn't have a deep impression of Jiang Fu, and had vaguely met him a few times, but every time he felt that this person had a strong sense of professionalism.

Whether it is words, deeds or manners, they are enough to become a model for modern professional women.

"You will show up when you are alive, and you will go to hell when you die. Don't play tricks for me here."

Lin Qinghe yelled wildly at the figure.

"47 lives, you want to bury it?"

"What 47 lives? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"International negotiator, you dare to calculate, Lin Qinghe, did you lend your guts?"

"Killing for life is justified."

"Lin Qinghe, your time of death has arrived——."

The laughter in the fire escape started again, and Chen Zhi's inner line of defense was lowered every inch.

When he saw the thing in front of him who didn't know whether it was a human being or a ghost approaching him, he closed his eyes and passed out.

Chen Zhi was dizzy, and Lin Qinghe was even more disturbed.

"is that you?"

Under the shrill laughter mixed with pressing questions.

"is that you?"

Lin Qinghe's last line of psychological defense was still broken, he yelled like crazy: "It's me, it's me, are you satisfied?"

All dust settled.

Jiang Yi looked back from the computer screen, looking at the red corridor in the building.

The line of sight is a little erratic.

- Four o'clock in the morning the next day.

A resident called the police and said that there were two people lying in the aisle of the community, holding a confession in their hands.

Today's headlines were dominated by Lin Qinghe.

News of Lin Qinghe's guilty plea exploded in the capital, causing thunder on the ground.

All the rich and nobles in the capital who were watching the show were blown out.

What's more, some people stayed up all night to watch the live broadcast.

Someone was sitting in the dining room at home, holding a newspaper and shaking: "Don't think about it, I must have offended someone who shouldn't be offended."

"Who's offended? Offended a woman?"

"Lin Qinghe was completely defeated by a woman. If he hadn't acted too hard, how could such a thing have happened?"

"Envelopes were received in half the capital yesterday. If Lin Qinghe kept himself clean, nothing like this would have happened. Compared to whether something happened to him, I care more about the content of his confession."

"Could it be related to the death of Jiang Fu, an international negotiator? If it's true, Lin Qinghe might end up here."

"I also want to know who designed all of this to be able to rub someone like Lin Qinghe on the ground."

"This place in the capital is really getting more and more exciting. There are many good shows and wonderful shows. Isn't this more exciting than watching a TV series at eight o'clock?"

"Then I have to thank Lin Qinghe. A Zhao Zhen is just an appetizer. I don't know if Lin Qinghe is the starter or the finale. If it's the starter, do we have to wait for the finale?"

"Who else is in Zhao Zhen's group besides Lin Qinghe?"

"Lin Han?"

Everyone guessed at each other, and the joy in their hearts was almost overflowing.

Yu Garden.

Jiang Yi returned home in the morning, only to feel that there was no clean place all over her body.

Amidst Fu Xiting's order to eat first, she chose to take a bath first.

At the bathroom door, Fu Xiting crossed his arms and asked Jiang Yi with the sound of water flowing: "Sihan, what are you going to do?"

"Stay in Yuyuan first, and let Si Bo come to you."

Fu Xiting probably thought so too, and nodded seriously.

In the annex of Yu Garden, Sihan found himself tied to a chair when he woke up.

Qian Xingzhi was holding an apple and biting on the opposite side.

"Why are you tying me up?" Sihan moved, and when he realized that he was being tied up, he struggled immediately.

It knocked him unconscious, and then tied him to the chair.

What is this going to do?
In the nest?
"Your brother is standing on the opposite side of Mr. Jiang. If you don't tie you up, you're afraid that something bad will happen to you,"

It is true that money works.

Sihan answered whatever he asked, without hiding it.

"Why does my brother stand on the opposite side of Mr. Jiang? What does this have to do with me?"

"The sense of enemy and friend, understand?"

"You let me see Mr. Jiang."

Qian Xingzhi wasn't fierce, but he talked to him very calmly: "Don't struggle, wait for your brother to save you."

"No... hey, don't go..." Sihan still wanted to defend something, but saw Qian Xingzhi walked to the side of the sofa and lay down on the sofa to go to sleep.

After a busy night, everyone was already exhausted.

No one has extra energy.

And this side.

When the news reached Lin Han's ears, the man was shocked.

The person standing in front of the sink looked at Wu Mei with a mouthwash cup, with a shocked expression on his face: "What did you just say?"

"Lin Qinghe pleaded guilty," Wu Mei handed the phone to Lin Han.

The post bar forum on the mobile phone was live broadcasting the whole process. Everyone watched it all night. On the second day, someone called the police. his handwriting"

Does Lin Han believe it?

Of course I don't believe it.

If Lin Qinghe really couldn't bear to plead guilty, why did he have to go to such lengths to make troubles?

"Do you believe it?" Lin Han looked at Wu Mei and asked.

Wu Mei took the mobile phone handed over by Lin Han, put the things in calmly, and said in a soft tone: "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not, the important thing is that someone believes it, and the media has already started spreading it. People are here for Jiang Fu, doing all this under the banner of avenging Jiang Fu and upholding justice."

"Some say we'll be next."

(End of this chapter)