Imperial City Investigative Department

Chapter 337 Routine (one more)
The old man's expressions were all seen by Wu Chen. He looked at the old man with a pleasing expression and asked:

"The so-called ancestral house of the Liu family is not anywhere else, it's in the basement of the Liu family. The men of the Liu family certainly didn't die of illness..."

The old man didn't dare to look into Wu Chen's eyes at all, even if Wu Chen's head was all over his face, his eyes would unconsciously avoid it.

"A lot of you have died, right?" Wu Chen retracted his head and gripped the branch tightly again.

The old man hurriedly said: "You let him go, and I will answer your question."

Wu Chen smiled and asked: "I let him go now, can he go?"

The old man turned his head to look at his son with despair in his eyes.

"I have an idea. I injured your son. I have a way to save him. You answer a question. I'll give him some antidote. As soon as he wakes up, I'll let him go immediately. How about it?"

The old man closed his eyes, gritted his molars and asked, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Don't you also think I'm stupid? Let your son go, you want to die, but you can answer my question? You really feel sorry for your son as a father. If we come today, your son doesn't need to open the door. Of course, he It’s useless if you don’t open it. I know there are people inside, but he doesn’t know that I have this ability, so he still tries to open it. Why didn’t he come here with you to make tunnels? Because you don’t want him to be in danger. Is it easy for the older one?"

As Wu Chen spoke, he shot suddenly, the old man let out an 'ah', and raised his left hand, not knowing whether to protect his broken right arm or tear off the painful chest wound.

"I still want to play with this in front of me. Since I dare to put the hidden weapon I found on you beside you, I am not afraid. If I am so easy to bully, what will your son do?"

After Wu Chen finished speaking, he simply sat on the ground, right on top of the old man's head. He could clearly see a thin layer of sweat on the old man's forehead, which showed that the pain was not light.

Wu Chen looked up at the sky, thinking that if Shang Gong moved quickly after the sophomore arrived at the government office, he should be there in a while. This old man is looking forward to the dark, and there should be people who will come to meet him. Will he be able to catch them all?
The old man groaned in pain, and Wu Chen suddenly asked, "You said I threw your son into the tunnel, what would happen?"

The old man closed his eyes tightly in pain, but it could be seen that after hearing this question, the old man's body froze.

Wu Chen got up, walked to the top of the man's head, kicked him twice, and the old man reluctantly asked, "You, what do you want to do?"

"After asking for a long time, you didn't answer anything. I was wondering if I should keep him? Or just throw him into the tunnel?"

"I said you let him go, I will answer myself!"

Wu Chen nodded and said, "It looks like there won't be anything under the tunnel for the time being. That's right, you went down and came up again, so you should be fine. The place where you have something to do is under Liu's house, or, after dark, the tunnel Something will happen."

The old man knew that he had been fooled again, so he just grinned and closed his eyes, thinking not to speak again, but just as the thought flashed through, he heard his son's scream, the old man only felt his brain buzzing and his heart beating extremely fast, He opened his eyes and glared at Wu Chen, and said weakly, "When it gets dark, I will let you, body and head, go to a different place!"

"Scared me to death, why don't I show you the different parts of your son's body first?"

Wu Chen felt that he looked very much like a spy chief with a middle part. He flashed the image of himself with a middle part in his mind, and quickly shook his head.

The old man looked up, just in time to see Wu Chen shaking his head in regret, thinking that Wu Chen was about to strike, he said anxiously, "You have the ability to kill me!"

"I'll kill you, you're dead, I can't see my son being tortured, who do I ask about the situation in the tunnel? Your son is probably useless, he's going to die whether I kill him or not, didn't you hear The cry has no strength at all?"

The old man wanted to crawl over to have a look, but his son happened to be on his right side, his right arm was just broken by Wu Chen, so he couldn't even turn sideways.

"You can't hold on for long, do you feel flustered? Do you feel tightness in your chest? Do you feel blood rushing to your head? Your mind is in a daze?"

Wu Chen said and sat down on the ground again:
"It's said that people's words are good when they are about to die. Talk to me for a few words. Your son will die silently. Of course, this is a situation where I don't intervene, and you will see those people who were killed by you first. Then he died in horror. You said that your life will come to an end in a blink of an eye. What have you left behind after being busy for a long time? Just this one son? The son’s mother died? Why didn’t you have more children? Why didn’t your son get married? At his age If you have a son, you should be fifteen or sixteen, right?"

The old man didn't know whether it was in pain or because Wu Chen had mentioned his heartache, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes again.

"It's all over, but I'm sorry that you didn't have your children and grandchildren surrounded by you before you died, but watched your son pass away first. Do you think your life is wasted? There is no one else in this place. What can you say?" Tell me, if you don’t tell me, you will take it away.”

The old man was so angry that the sadness just disappeared in an instant. He opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "If it wasn't for you..."

"You can't have a good death without me. I've done the calculations. Have you heard of my name? My name is Wu Chen."

The old man's expression froze.

"It seems that you have heard it before, and you know how powerful I am? I can see ghosts, so it's not easy to count your life? Now, do you feel that the things under the Liu residence belong to me?"

Wu Chen poked his head and looked at the old man's expression, the old man's head was still immersed in 'Why him? ! ' in the mood instead of 'what to do? '

Since the old man didn't show panic, Wu Chen felt that the danger underground might have nothing to do with ghosts.

"Your son's brain is not very good. The front and back yards are full of withered grass, and there is a failure everywhere. He made up an excuse that the business is losing money. You said that the family has lost, and he is still very energetic. Does this make sense? He You deliberately took us to the main room inside the second gate. There was no heat in the room, but there was not much dust in the room. It can be seen that your people often come, but when they come, they only stay in this room. "

"That's how you see through my son?"

"It's said that your son is out of his mind. He cheated a few words and then leaked his flaws. He wants to rely on his own kung fu to run away first without you. There will always be differences between father and son and son to father. If we first You who found out, you...you will run away first, because you think your son is invincible."

The old man calmed down a little.

Wu Chen asked again:

"What, it's fate that we met. The last person you will see in this life is me. Do you think it's fate? Don't hide it. I'll ask you what you can answer. Are you and your son together?" In your organization, is it considered high-level? Is the position relatively high?"

The old man snorted, with a complacent look on his face inadvertently.

(End of this chapter)