Little wild wife, sleep well!

Lian Jingsheng stopped the fire, picked up his index finger, and the lighter bounced up and landed on the back of his hand.

Ripple saw his father's free and easy posture, and knew that there was nothing wrong with him in the interrogation.

"You know what I want to ask." The lighter rotates and flies in his fingers. Lian Jingsheng steps back and sits obliquely on the long table: "actively cooperate with the police to solve the case. Maybe the death penalty will become a reprieve."

"The dose in my hand is enough to die?" Brother Xiong spit out another mouthful of smoke and said to ripples, "do you think that threat is still useful now?"

Words and expressions can be disguised, but the emotions that go directly to the heart can not be easily covered up.

Ripples stared into brother Xiong's eyes and smiled without talking.

"You just want to commute your sentence for a few more years." Lian Jingsheng took the lighter into his pocket: "understand the value exchange? I'll reduce your sentence for one year, and you have to do something for me."

Brother Xiong's body was stiff. He felt that his body and mind were bound by a kind of hot peeping, and the burning red steel cable was buried inch by inch in his flesh.

The air was stagnant, and only the sound of heavy breathing struck the ears.

"Huang Zhengqi is indeed selling news."

The moment brother Xiong spoke, ripples hummed in his mind.

The mobile phone screen on the desk is on, and the picture shows fluctuating sound tracks.

This sentence is enough to ruin Huang Zhengqi's life.

Ripples filled her throat with sour and astringent. She swallowed the cold in her mouth and looked up at her father.

Lianjingsheng turned his back to her, and his broad back was as calm as an iron mountain, but the trembling of his shoulder stabbed ripple's eyes like a needle.

Uncle Huang and dad are brothers who have lived and died together

Ripple can't see the expression on lianjingsheng's face, but he can see it clearly to his brother Xiong.

"It's true!" Brother Xiong said to lianjingsheng, "but the news is not sold to me, but to the owner! The owner controls all transactions in city B!"

At this moment, ripple is full of only one question.

"You just said that the owner controls all transactions in city B?" Her voice fell like a cone, and her words were deep.

Brother Xiong nodded, "I didn't say before. My last home was a man named Longgang. I only saw him once. The sugar was taken from him."

The cold light in ripple's eyes turned into a sharp knife and hung an inch in front of brother Xiong's eyebrows: "continue!"

"This thing is a new thing, and the flow line is only controlled within three lines." Brother Xiong lowered his head again and seemed to be avoiding something: "I also slowly found out later that these three lines have a common owner, and this owner controls all transactions in city B. if he doesn't release the goods, no one will buy Sugar..."

"How did you know that Huang Zhengqi sold news to the owner?"

Lianjingsheng's tone was gentle, but Lianyi saw brother Xiong shivering.

"Huang Zhengqi has been to the ghost nest. He led a team for routine inspection." Brother Xiong's head was getting lower and lower, and his chin wanted to plunge into his chest: "later, he turned around and left. I watched him take people away with my own eyes."

"Not long after that, I caught a woman. There was a narrow lane outside the back door of the ghost nest. I took her to the alley..." brother Xiong wiped his face and said, "as a result, I just took off the woman's pants. Suddenly I heard a voice on my head."

Brother Xiong probably described the structure of that alley.

Above his head is the balcony protruding from the box area on the third floor of the ghost nest.