Little wild wife, sleep well!

Song Zheng didn't answer the man's question, but said as cruel and cold-blooded as a killer: "100000, I helped you destroy the news, and she will never appear in front of you again."

Ripples thumb up in the heart!

Song Zheng, you deserve to be born as a special forces soldier! This wave of psychological penetration is beautiful!

Sure enough, song Zheng's words made ripples feel the man's shock across the door!

"How... How did you know my daughter's whereabouts..."

"You don't know me, but I know you." Song Zheng had long been angry with the couple who sold their daughter for money. He took the opportunity to vent: "when Yang Yuyao was taken away, I was in that car."

Hearing the sound of pumping air, ripples smiled silently.

It's done!

"In... In!" The man opened the door in a panic.

Ripples flashed out from behind the door. At the same time, the gun in her hand was also against the man's forehead.

Song Zheng stood still, his eyes unchanged.

"Mr. Yang, you know we are the police." Ripples smiled coldly at the corners of her mouth: "throw the knife in your hand to the ground, otherwise, you will attack the police openly."

"Husband!"

Out of the room rushed a woman with a haggard face and a crutch.

She stumbled to get close to her husband. In a panic, her crutch hit the corner of the table, causing her to lose her weight and fall to the ground.

"Wen Juan!" Regardless of the threat from the muzzle of the gun, the man immediately rushed to hold his wife and threw his knife at his feet: "are you okay?"

"Don't do anything stupid..." the woman named Wen Juan pulled her husband's arm tightly, burst into tears and covered her face with pain: "don't do anything stupid again!"

Ripples and song Zheng look at each other, and they both have doubts in their eyes.

Entering the house, song Zheng first came forward and picked up the knife at the man's feet. He flicked the blade with two fingers, and his eyes were more suspicious.

"I didn't open the blade..."

Ripple stooped to hold Wenjuan's other arm and helped the tearful man lift her up.

"Sit down first." The situation is complex, ripples naturally preside over the overall situation, and the woman with inconvenient legs and feet sits down on the sofa.

Song Zheng closed the door with a knife, turned around and sat next to ripple.

The husband and wife hugged each other, and the man hugged his wife and accompanied her to tears.

Ripples said in a low voice, "Mr. Yang, do you have something difficult to hide?"

The man looked at her with tears and pursed his mouth.

Ripple didn't force him either, so he sat in the position of the couple and watched them.

Song Zheng looked around at the layout of the room.

Duplex house type, two-story building, the area is really not small.

But in this expensive house... Only the most basic decoration has been done.

No, there should be no foundation.

The whole is a rough room with a little care. Even the furniture is old style and covered with worn scratches.

In their silence, ripples also noticed the difference in the room, so the previous speculation fluctuated.

Is it

"Husband..." Wen Juan cried speechless and choked out of her throat: "tell me... Let the police find Yao Yao..."

"Useless... Useless!" The man was so sad that he clenched his fist with one hand and beat his chest: "I'm not a father... It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"

Song Zheng also doubted the previous speculation. Seeing that the husband and wife were so painful, he couldn't help being anxious.

I was about to speak, but I was kicked and stopped by ripples.

After that, it was a long wait.

I don't know how long later, the man wiped his tears and looked up. He asked ripples in a dumb voice: "... Don't you ask anything?"

"I asked at the beginning." Ripples throat dry: "I'm waiting for you to answer."