Rebirth of the special forces: the only favorite concubine in cold love

Chapter 322

Huamei looked up in the direction she was pointing, and couldn't help but turn pale with shock: "Stone! Why are you here?!" Although it was only a back view, how could she not recognize it, it was her brother who was dependent on each other!
Feng Shi's body trembled uncontrollably, but he still stubbornly refused to turn around.

Huamei was in a hurry, and went straight to Nangong Qianmo, "Plop!" Kneeling down, crying bitterly: "Second miss, what, what is going on? What did the servant's younger brother do, and how could he be locked up in the prison?" here?"

Before Nangong Qianmo could open his mouth, he heard Zhang Han's calm and stern voice: "Feng Shi was involved in the bombing of the posthouse, you are his sister, right? I remind you, you'd better persuade him to tell him what happened behind the scenes." The main envoy must be recruited according to the truth, otherwise he will surely die!"

Huamei was frightened immediately, and cried until she couldn't speak: "No, no, the younger brother of the servant girl never causes trouble, you must have made a mistake..."

"Thrush, what Mr. Zhang said is true, and Feng Shi has already pleaded guilty. If you persuade him, let him recruit the mastermind behind the scenes, there may be a glimmer of life." Nangong Qianmo looked at her every word. said seriously.

Huamei was still immersed in endless fear and couldn't calm down. Zhang Han was a little impatient when he saw this. He didn't have so much time to waste here with them. The case must be solved!
Nangong Qianmo shook his head slightly at him, "Master Zhang, I need to have a few words with her alone."

Zhang Han glanced at Mo Tingye who was always standing beside her, and finally compromised, "General Xu Yang, the matter is important, please!"

"Master Zhang, don't worry!" Nangong Qianmo nodded solemnly.

After speaking, he took Thrush to an empty room in the Ministry of Criminal Justice. There were no furnishings in the middle, which was very suitable for interrogation.

"Humei, I think you've kept something from me," Nangong Qianmo said with his back turned to her, his voice inaudible, "Feng Shi is not your real brother, am I right?"

A look of panic quickly appeared in Huamei's eyes, "Second miss, slave, slave didn't do it on purpose..."

"I don't want to find out if you two are real siblings right now," Nangong Qianmo turned around and interrupted her, and continued: "I just want to remind you that, as you said, the relationship between him and the posthouse Apart from you, I can't think of anyone other than you who can make him spare his life at all costs."

"Second miss, you believe me, I really don't know about the bombing of the posthouse, really!" Huamei hurriedly defended herself, her anxious expression did not seem to be lying.

Nangong Qianmo stared closely at her eyes, and said word by word: "I know that person is not you, but you must know him, tell me, who is he?" There was a bit of pressure and pressure in her voice Deliberately guiding, this made Huamei's mind quickly flash a person's face...

No, no, how could he do such a thing? !Huamei quickly regained consciousness, avoided her gaze, and whispered: "Second Miss, I really don't know..."

"You know," Nangong Qianmo raised her voice, her tone was very sure, "You're just not sure if he did it, and... you like that person, don't you?"

Thrush lost control of her emotions, she backed away and kept shaking her head, "No, no, I didn't..."

"He is using Feng Shi, can't you see it? If you continue to defend him, you are betting on your brother's life. You are Feng Shi's only relative in this world. If you are not willing to save him, Then the only thing waiting for him is death!"

The last four words spit out from Nangong Qianmo's mouth, indifferent and ruthless, as if quenched with endless ice edges, sweeping towards Huamei overwhelmingly, devouring her will bit by bit!

Huamei was in a trance, she couldn't believe that that person would do such a thing, but the facts were in front of her, if it wasn't for him, how could her brother be taken to the prison?

"Second miss, this servant needs to think carefully..." Thrush's voice trembled slightly, one could imagine the torment she was feeling at the moment.

On the one hand is the person she has admired for many years, and on the other is the younger brother with whom she has depended on each other since she was a child. At this moment, Huamei's heart is in turmoil. She doesn't know what to do, as if she is standing on the edge of a cliff at this moment, and the next step is boundless. No matter how hard it is to turn back into the abyss, one step up is Avici Hell, which is beyond redemption.

Nangong Qianmo frowned, and looked at her with a complicated look, "Even if you don't tell me, we can find out in the end. The only difference is Feng Shi's life and death. I think that person's identity should be very clear." Isn't it normal? Thrush, let me advise you, think about whether he is really worth it for you."

Huamei nodded with difficulty, her eyes filled with despair and bitterness, she knew that her identity was very different from his, but people couldn't help but think about things that didn't belong to her, and she was the same...

"I can only give you one hour. After one hour, tell me your choice." Nangong Qianmo finally agreed, this was her last chance for Huamei.

Seeing Nangong Qianmo coming out, Zhang Han rushed up to meet him, and asked eagerly, "General Xu Yang, how is the situation?" Half a day later, he still has no clue at all, how could he not be in a hurry!
Nangong Qianmo looked at him seriously and said: "Master Zhang, please send someone to take care of Huamei. No one is allowed to visit. Take Huamei to see Feng Shi in an hour, and he will recruit him."

"I wonder if General Xu Yang and this Feng Shi are..." King Yu suddenly asked curiously.

Nangong Qianmo glanced at him lightly, and said succinctly: "Humei is a girl from my family, and Feng Shi is her younger brother."

King Yu nodded clearly and stopped talking.

Nangong Qianmo called Qingfeng and Qingyue, and after whispering instructions for a while, they turned and left.Then he said to Luo Yu who came after him: "Luo Yu, follow me to the posthouse!"

"I'll go with you!" Mo Tingye looked at her without moving, and said unquestionably.

Nangong Qianmo glanced at him, but did not speak, which seemed to acquiesce to his request.

After the explosion of the posthouse, only ruins were left, and there were traces of burnt and blown up everywhere, showing what kind of cruel baptism this place had experienced.

"Boss, I feel something is wrong!" Luo Yu said suddenly, his eyes fixed on the strings of clearly visible shoe prints on the ground.

Hearing the sound, Nangong Qianmo came over, knelt down and examined the shoe prints carefully, and thoughtful eyes flashed across, "These shoe prints were left on purpose by the murderer. Last night, during the heavy rain, there were left marks around the posthouse in the chaos." Many people's shoe prints, but now the traces of those shoe prints are very shallow, almost invisible, but only Feng Shi's group is still clearly visible."

(End of this chapter)