They don't gamble with their families.

Therefore, no matter how many people are caught, as long as one is released, they will not give a word.

Unless they are separated from each other, they are not allowed to communicate with each other. Even if they are deceived, they may be able to get some information.

But these self righteous idiots took his words for granted.

The last clue is broken here.

Rongxun looked at the corpse carried out from the interrogation room. He was no longer angry. He could describe his mood at this time.

Fifteen minutes later, the medical examiner handed a file bag to Rong Xun and said, "Sir, this is what you want."

Let's take the file. Take over the file and leave the base.

By the river

Rongxun, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against the front of the car and looked at the waterfowl flying in front of him.

Another car stopped behind him.

Permit did not immediately get off the bus, in the car, looking at the man's tall and straight back.

She bowed her head and lit a cigarette, then pushed open the door and got out of the car. Stepping on her high-heeled shoes, she went to Rongxun and handed over the cigarette that she had lit in her hand

Rong Xun ignored the cigarette in her hand and handed over the document bag, "is it your man?"

Permit holds the cigarette in his mouth, opens the file bag, and pulls out some photos from it.

The people in the picture, no matter from the look or the color of their skin, can be judged to be two dead people.

"It's not my man."

"Confirm?"

"Confirm. But I think I've seen it somewhere

"Where?"

Permit thought for a moment, "under amah."

"With whom now?"

"I don't know that."

"Can you find out?"

"No, it's against the rules." Bounty hunters can't tell each other.

"In that case, I'll follow my rules."

"What do you want to do?" Permission has a bad feeling.

"You don't know. It's good for you. However, permission, I advise you to quit early, save land and bring disaster to fish ponds. "

Rong Xun finished, took the photo from the permission hand, put it back in the file bag, opened the door, and left the car.

Permit looked at the rear end of the car and couldn't tell what it was like.

***

Japanese style private rooms.

Cai Ji hung up the phone, took a look at his subordinates standing in front of him, pushed open the door of the private room, knelt on the tatami, and across the bamboo curtain, he said to Dushi Chang, who was drinking tea behind the curtain: "Sir, three people went there, one came back. I just called to verify that the two men had committed suicide by taking poison and did not disclose any information. "

Dushi Chang slowly drank tea, "how is Qin Jian?"

Cai Ji motioned the man to come and reply.

The man took off his shoes, knelt down on the tatami and opened his mouth carefully. "Mr. Hui, the car was burned down, and there was no body on the car. However, there were blood stains on the beach more than ten meters away from the car. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the situation is not so good."

"Is that dead or not? If it's dead, who is it? "

"Judging from the traces left on the ground, the injury is a man."

"Is that Qin Jian?" The voice of Dushi Chang became cold.

Cai Ji across the bamboo curtain, as if to feel the Dushi Chang look at his Mori cold eyes, can not help but fight a shiver.

"I've sent someone to check it out, and we'll have information soon."

"Within 20 minutes, I have to know the exact information."

"Twenty minutes?" Cai Ji has a cold sweat on his head. He doesn't know who took Qin Jian. Now he looks like a headless fly.

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