(The chapter numbers in the previous chapters were wrong, um, the content is correct~Sorry)

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Mao pine?

Dongcheng Wudi's eyes narrowed subconsciously.

Others' eyes were a little blank.

The lowest level of those who can enter this living room to participate in this special interrogation is the Governor-General level.

There is only one such person, and that is Li Huacheng's secretary Ma Si.

Except for Ma Si, everyone here is a councilor and director who can be called the leaders of Central Continent.

In fact, they are not very familiar with Mao Song.

Chen Xi's secretary is far from being of concern to them at this stage.

Mao Song may have a bright future, but when Chen Xi has never truly fulfilled his potential, these real senior officials will naturally not bother to study his secretary.

So although he was also taken to the interrogation room, basically no one paid attention to him. Everyone focused on Yuan Lin.

As for the relationship between Mao Song and Chen Yao, it is completely irrelevant.

Mao Song is not qualified enough.

Chen Yao is even worse than Murong Xiu.

The value of his existence is, at most, nothing more than a sacrificed bargaining chip.

This is his destiny.

Mao Song is also very clear about his destiny.

Dongcheng Wudi has dominated the direction of the conversation and has completely pushed Yuan Lin into a desperate situation. Unless there is a huge accident, it is not difficult to imagine Yuan Lin's fate. As Yuan Lin fell, Mao Song also knew his own fate.

All his positions and expected future will be in vain, all his deeds will be investigated clearly, his family will be implicated, and as for himself, it is very likely that he will be secretly executed or

He was imprisoned in a secret prison until his death.

This is the result of being implicated by Yuan Lin.

The leader of the Prince Group may try his best to protect Yuan Lin, but no one will protect him because he has no qualifications and no such importance.

So from Mao Song's point of view, if he doesn't do something, no matter what Yuan Lin's fate is, his fate will be extremely miserable.

It is impossible for him to put his hope in the Prince Group. Everyone knows that this is impossible.

The only way is to save yourself.

It doesn't matter whether he gave up on himself or tried to save himself.

The only thing he was lucky about was that he had enough chips.

A bargaining chip that can pin Yuan Lin and even many people in place.

A bargaining chip that can follow the direction of Dongcheng Wudi's conversation and block all possible doubts.

So he took the initiative to speak.

The sentence "More than just Li Kuangtu" has an extremely rich meaning. It is equivalent to indirectly admitting his crime on behalf of Yuan Lin, and it also means that there are many inside stories that other people do not know.

"Mao Song, what are you talking about?!"

An extremely deep and stern voice sounded.

Next to Ye Dongsheng, a middle-aged man with a majestic and calm appearance suddenly slapped the table: "You have to understand your situation, don't bite randomly, and seek truth from facts!"

Mao Song glanced at him expressionlessly and suddenly sneered: "Minister Yang, I can take responsibility for every word I say."

Yang Jianghu.

One of the current leaders of the Prince Group is currently a member of the Zhongzhou Council and the first deputy minister of the Ministry of Supervision. After next year's election, Yang Jianghu is very likely to become the new director candidate of the Prince Group.

The first time Mao Song spoke, the warning he issued was not in line with his identity, but it was definitely in line with his position.

One Yuan Lin has already put the Prince Group into a state of distress. At this time, why do you, Mao Song, come to join in the fun?

Regardless of whether what Mao Song said next was the truth or a fabrication, Yang Jianghu didn't want him to continue talking. He just wanted the matter to calm down as soon as possible.

"Those who are wise from all walks of life, please pay attention to your attitude and your wording."

Wan Qingyun, the Minister of Supervision who had been silent, frowned and said in a cold voice: "Whether what Mao Song said is truthful, we will investigate based on what he said, instead of not letting him speak!"

Dongcheng Wudi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Mao Song, his eyes twinkling.

Among the people present, he was probably the only one who had been paying attention to Mao Song. Even when he was interrogating Yuan Lin, the corner of his eye did not miss the change in Mao Song's expression.

Because Li Tianlan made it very clear that the turning point of things this time was not with Yuan Lin, but with Mao Song, who no one had paid serious attention to.

Dongcheng Wudi was originally thinking about how to change the topic from Yuan Lin to Mao Song, but he didn't expect that Mao Song had already taken the initiative to speak.

Dongcheng Wudi was a little surprised, but he remained calm on the surface. He looked at Mao Song and said calmly: "What do you know?"

"I know a lot of things."

Mao Song's eyes were a little hollow, but they also held these strange hopes.

Yang Jianghu hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak. He just looked at Mao Song with a warning tone.

Dongcheng Wudi nodded and said expressionlessly: "Tell me."

As the lowest-ranking person here, Ma Si picked up a pen and started taking notes.

Mao Song looked straight at Dongcheng Wudi for a long time.

He seemed to be hesitating, and finally took a deep breath and said slowly: "No, Minister Dongcheng, if possible... I want to talk to you alone."

Yang Jianghu moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he did not speak.

Dongcheng Wudi was silent for a while and nodded.

He stood up and pointed to a small lounge next to the living room: "Follow me."

"Minister, Mao Song is in danger now. No one can guarantee whether he will do anything extreme. Your safety..."

Yang Jianghu finally spoke, but he automatically shut up mid-sentence.

His expression looked a little embarrassed, and in desperation, he felt like he was an idiot for what he said subconsciously.

Everyone looked at him like he was an idiot.

Worried about Dongcheng Wudi’s safety?

This is completely a joke. In recent years, or to be exact, after Dongcheng Wudi took over the military headquarters, his reputation has been silent in the dark world for a long time, but that is just not mentioned by anyone. It does not mean that it will be mentioned.

People forget.

Dongcheng Wudi, who is known as the Killer God of Central Continent, is still on the list of the top ten contemporary masters of Central Continent. He can be said to be the current hero of Yao Chi. His personal safety can be threatened by Mao Song, unless Mao Song is in the invincible state that is hidden deep inside.

No, Li Tianlan is still here. The young Donghuang's sword energy is so strong that he is everywhere. Even if Mao Song is a master of the Invincible Realm, there is no way he can threaten Dongcheng Invincible.

Dongcheng Wudi smiled casually, said nothing, and took Mao Song directly into the small reception room on the side.

The door of the reception room slowly closed, cutting off everyone's sight.

"sit down."

Dongcheng Wudi said slowly, he now sat down on the sofa.

Mao Song sat in front of Dongcheng Wubi, silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

Without any anxiety, Dongcheng Wudi took out a box of cigarettes, took out one and lit it, then pushed the cigarette box towards Mao Song.

He could see the mental pressure Mao Song was under at this time, but he could also see Mao Song's determination.

In fact, from the moment Maosong opened his mouth, the nature of this matter seemed to have been determined.

Mao Song took out a cigarette and lit it, puffing on it greedily.

If nothing happened today, he would be smoking at this time, with the beautiful woman from the Chen family in his arms.

And now...

Mao Song gave a bitter laugh and blew out the smoke.

He raised his head and looked at Dongcheng Wudi. After being silent for nearly half a minute, he said in a low and hoarse voice: "Minister, I want a chance to live."

Dongcheng Wudi raised his eyebrows as if he was a little surprised but not surprised, and said nothing.

Mao Song held a cigarette between his fingers, and in the smoke, his eyes became a little erratic: "I... I haven't suffered much since I was a child. I was basically raised in a pampered way. My parents are ordinary workers, and my family is not rich.

I am considered rich, but I have never lacked anything compared to others. My childhood and adolescence were very stable, and I worked hard in college. I was admitted to the city hall. By chance, I became the secretary of Governor Chen Xi. Many people and even me

In my own eyes, my luck is very good."

Dongcheng Wudi looked at Mao Song who was muttering to himself silently without saying a word.

"I have made a lot of mistakes over the years. I like money and women, and I have done a lot of things I shouldn't have done. Many times I have been thinking that I am indeed a person with poor self-control. The only redeeming feature is that I like money.

, maybe I am sober enough and cautious enough, so nothing has happened to this day. My family, no, it can be said to be a family. My family is living well under my care. After so many years, I am used to it.

Today, my family is too."
To be continued...