I started out as a criminal, and the police relied on me to solve countless cases.

Chapter 248 Prisoner’s Dilemma
In the Lighthouse Country.

A billionaire will never be shot, except for some pimps for big shots.

Although there have been murders involving wealthy people in China in recent years, fortunately, the laws here make it not as difficult to buy one's way out of a crime as in the Beacon Country.

Wang Weiming got off the plane and drove alone from the parking lot on his way home.

The flashing lights on both sides made him feel distracted.

"I can't leave. Even if I have to pay a huge sum of money, bribe people, find someone to take the blame, or use any other method, as long as I can get this matter over with, I'm willing to pay."

He held the steering wheel with one hand and muttered to himself.

"My property and women are all here. I can't leave."

Wang Weiming told himself over and over again.

It's ridiculous that a man as cruel as him is so nostalgic that he is reluctant to change his name when getting a new ID card. He is not used to it.

There is no difference between the two words "汪" and "王" when pronounced in our hometown dialect.

This way, others will still remember me.

Just now, the news from Liu Biao has been made very clear.

The man named Jiang refused the cooperation intention and did not give me the chance to make an offer.

"Liu Biao, are you lying to me?"

Wang Weiming didn't care about other things. With his meticulous mind, he could naturally hear that the other party's tone was evasive, and it was obvious that he was hiding something.

What is he hiding?
Should he secretly go abroad without telling me? Or should he report me for meritorious service and get his sentence reduced?

Wang Weiming didn't dare to confirm.

We are all adults now, and no longer the kids who used to wrestle in the mud together.

Anyone who can live to the age of fifty has developed a heart of stone.

Wang Weiming certainly didn't expect that just a few words from him would reassure Liu Biao, even given their relationship.

He didn't take what Lao Liu said seriously at all.

If I were in Liu Biao's situation, I would run away without a second's hesitation, as any hesitation would be disrespectful to my own life.

In this case, how could he expect Liu Biao to stay at home obediently as he wished?

"Boss, the information about Jiang Hanwen you requested has been sent over."

Wang Weiming clicked on the voice message sent by his secretary, followed by a word document.

After clicking in and taking a quick look, Wang Weiming's fat face was already covered in sweat.

Although he doesn't have any connections above, there is not much information in this world that cannot be bought with money, and some of Jiang Hanwen's information is difficult to find.

But just these things sent by the secretary were enough to make him tremble with fear.

"A big shot in the police force, disguised as a new director, comes to talk to me about filming?"

Wang Weiming's hands were already shaking as he gripped the steering wheel.

Apart from the possibility of sting operation, he really couldn't think of any other reason.

Of course the police would not arrest anyone directly. There was no human witness and no physical evidence in the case back then, so it was almost an unsolved case.

Even if the police have suspicions, they must have evidence.

But is Jiang Hanwen really as magical as the legend says?

Wang Weiming felt uneasy. He didn't dare to bet that the police were unaware of the situation. After all, they had already come to his door.

But if the police become suspicious, if I run away now, it would be tantamount to self-explosion and absconding from the crime, and I would have no chance of turning things around.

"Liu Biao! You need to think carefully and don't seek your own death!"

Wang Weiming clicked on the phone number of writer Liu, hesitated for a while, and finally didn't click it.

It’s no use calling now. He doesn’t believe what Liu Biao said, nor does he dare to believe it.

He even suspected that Liu Biao had surrendered himself in advance and then played a trick on the police to lure him in. The reason was simple. It was impossible for Feng to not know Jiang Hanwen's identity.

How could Liu Biao not know?
With his cowardly personality, would he come if he knew the person he was talking to was from the police?

After all these deductions, there is only one conclusion.

The flesh on the man's face trembled slightly, that was anger.

"Liu Biao!? You've really made it. We've been brothers for so many years, and you don't feel any psychological burden when you sell me out."

He stepped on the brake pedal as hard as he could.

With a sharp sound, the tires and the ground collided violently, a puff of green smoke rose, and two long tire marks were left on the ground.

"Secretary Wang, please book me a ticket to Amei tomorrow morning."

"Yes, then pass the ticket purchase information to Liu Biao. The contact information is in the email."

Countless methods flashed through Wang Weiming's mind, but after a little thought, he realized that each method had a lot of loopholes.

When he and Liu Biao decided to have that meal, the trust between them no longer existed.

Right now, this is the only solution.

If Liu Biao sees his message and says he wants to go abroad, then it means there is no problem with him, unless the other party chooses not to leave.

That would be a terrible result.

At the same time, the same thoughts were also bothering the great writer Liu.

As a writer's emotional thinking, he is of course willing to believe his childhood friend.

But his rational thinking as a writer told him that if a person does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

Especially someone like Wang Weiming who is so cruel and ruthless and does all kinds of evil.

He has tens of billions of dollars in assets. What can't he do for money?
How much is my childhood friend worth in his eyes?

Liu Biao was well aware of his own importance. The other party had kept in touch with him for so many years and often gave him money to help him. It was simply because he was worried that he would become poor and unable to survive one day, and reported him for a living.

He transferred the money out of the account and got on the plane. No one could catch him and in the end he was left to wait for jail time.

Liu Biao does not have as much money as Wang Weiming to use to get information through connections.

But the information obtained from just a few video platforms and normal channels was enough to frighten him.

"Lao Liu, your phone is ringing."

The wife handed the phone to Liu Biao.

It was a prestige message, and Liu Biao clicked on it immediately.

"Wang Weiming! You are so calculating!"

Liu Biao's face turned pale. This was indeed the result.

What the other party sent was actually a flight ticket from Shanghai to Amei, booked for tomorrow.

It is obvious that Wang Weiming has already reached a cooperation with the police. All he needs to do is hand over the real murderer and then get a "ransom fee".

He can completely blame himself for all the deaths that happened back then.

Liu Biao almost immediately thought of Wang Weiming's operation.

He could have easily said that I, Liu Biao, was the murderer of the murder case. Even if Wang Weiming had cleared himself of all charges,
It's not impossible to do, it just means you'll have to spend a little more money.

Anyway, there was no evidence in the case back then and there were almost no useful clues.

This must be the case, otherwise, with his vengeful character, why would he rush back to Shanghai by plane after suffering a setback at Wanxianglou?

No revenge was taken.

Maybe he had colluded with that Jiang Hanwen before.

"Humph, what kind of talented person is this? He has special abilities and he can capture people's hearts and minds right away, making him dizzy and stunned? Do you think I'm a fool?"

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