"Okay, I'll give you a chance to prove your innocence. If it's not what you said..."
Watanabe pointed at the ten terrifying puppet warriors standing opposite, and said with a smile: "Do you think your weight of more than one hundred kilograms is enough for these ten puppet warriors, how many bites can each of them eat?"
Zhong Dajin was sweating coldly and fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
However, he must be calm and grit his teeth. At this time, if any flaw is revealed, it will be a fatal disaster!
"Okay, please Sakata-kun and Watanabe-kun, please look into this matter and clear my name!"
At this time, Lord Sakata waved his hand: "Priest, check what Lord Zhong said."
"yes!"
No one moved at the scene.
Just waiting there.
The cold wind blows, and the night is as dark as ink.
Hong Kong Island was really not peaceful during this period.
So much so that the air was filled with an unpleasant smell, an indescribable depression, and black clouds were threatening to destroy the city.
Even if you were outside in the open air at this moment, it was hard to breathe. Your chest felt as if there was a huge boulder pressing down on it, making it uncomfortable and tight.
Time passes minute by minute.
About a quarter of an hour later.
The priest returned disappointed!
"Sakata-kun, Watanabe-kun, and Zhong Dajin are right. His personal wristband was indeed lost two days ago. He has already registered it as soon as possible, and the relevant departments of the group are already helping him to make a new one."
"What?"
Watanabe Chuanqiong was a little reluctant to believe it, and directly grabbed the written information: "Let me see! When was it lost?"
Sakata-kun also looked at the time carefully.
"The lost time was before what happened that night." Priest Yilang said.
"Yeah!"
Zhong Dajin's expression softened a lot.
He had expected the scene tonight.
If he didn't have this bit of foresight, let alone working as an undercover agent for thirty years to get to where he is today, he would have died without a burial place twenty-nine years ago!
That night, after he approved the note to Su Chete, he threw away his personal bracelet deep in the jungle.
After returning to the villa at the foot of the mountain, I immediately called the relevant personnel and wrote down the fact that I had lost my wristband. The specific time of loss was also stated in advance for half a day.
In this way, let alone flawless, at least there will be no doubt about the crime.
"Hahaha, haha..."
The scene remained deadlocked for a long time, and Watanabe Chuanqiong and others suddenly burst into laughter.
"Zhongjun, it seems that I misunderstood you..."
"I thought you were spreading the news to the outside world to deliberately harm us and delay our important events, haha..."
Zhong Dajin quickly shook his head: "Then how dare I, Mr. Watanabe, even if you lend me three courages, I would not dare to do such a thing. Besides, I have repeatedly emphasized that my current status and wealth all depend on it.
How dare I be ungrateful for the grace and reward given by the Prime Minister of Heaven..."
"Haha, okay! We misunderstood you tonight... Please don't be offended, Mr. Zhong. It's really because we suffered heavy losses and we had to step up our efforts to deal with it..."
"Understand, understand..."
Zhong Dajin clenched his fists and lamented: "I believe it was a heavy loss! I don't know who the murderer is. When the murderer is found out, please tell me to be there, and I will make up for it with two more blows."
I just need to vent my anger!! Please give me this opportunity, Watanabe-kun..."
"Hahaha……"
Both Sakata-kun and Watanabe Chuanqiong laughed: "Okay, then, Zhong-kun, go and get busy..."
"OK……"
This time, Zhong Dajin did not dare to waste time, turned around and left. After turning his back, he quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
There were only a few people from the El Chapo Kingdom left at the scene. They were all our own people, so they spoke a lot more generously.
Watanabe-kun took out a note from his pocket.
It read - "Ten puppet warriors will be airlifted to the foothills villa tonight."
Just a dozen simple words.
A murderous intent flashed across Lord Sakata's face: "Is this the message sent by Zhong Dajin?"
"Yes, they were intercepted by our people."
"So, he was just pretending to us?" Sakata asked.
"yes."
The priest gritted his teeth: "I'm going to kill him!!"
"Wait!"
Watanabe Chuanqiong stopped him: "If you want to kill him, why did I ask you to do this in vain? I know that he lost his wristband, and he must have planned it long ago. If he can mess up this thing, it will be
I can’t be where I am now.”
"The reason why I asked you to do that just now is to dispel his doubts and make him mistakenly think that he has deceived us. In this way, we can use the trick to let him take the initiative to contact the murderer and appear in our sight.
Hit!!" Watanabe Chuanqiong sneered repeatedly: "This guy, one day, I will cut him into pieces! When the time comes, I will kill his whole family with my own hands!!"
Sakata asked: "Where is he going to send this letter?"
"This guy is very naughty." Watanabe Chuanqiong gritted his teeth: "He only asked people to send the letter out, but did not warn where to send it. I think, for the sake of insurance, he divided it into many
This is a step, so I have to let him go for a while."
"Okay, Watanabe-kun, thank you for your hard work on this matter..."
"I am loyal to the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister, and I dare not say that it is hard work!" Watanabe said seriously!
"Then we just ignore Zhong Dajin?" Priest Yilang was anxious and couldn't bear the trouble.
"Get someone to beat him up!"
The corner of Watanabe's mouth raised with a sneer: "The harder the beating, the better! It doesn't matter if he knows it was us who beat him, and he doesn't dare to confront us! But remember, don't beat the person to death!"
"well……"
After the priest accepted the order, he left directly!
midnight.
Three o'clock in the morning.
Zhong Dajin lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep in the middle of the night.
Today's incident seemed to be a near miss and a perfect escape.
But in fact, did he really escape?
The dwarves have begun to doubt his identity.
Out of experience and sensitivity, he judged that even if the dwarves did not have their own evidence, they would probably have a lot of distrust in their hearts. If this continued, he would have to take his wife and children away from here as soon as possible, otherwise
, one day he will die without a burial place.
At this time, his wife woke up and asked him drowsily: "Old Zhong, why aren't you asleep now? What's bothering you?"
"No, you should go to bed early and don't worry about it..."
"Alas..." The beautiful woman sighed, turned over and continued to sleep.
suddenly!
"Peng!!"
The door to the room was kicked open by four or five men in black, and they came straight to the bed!
"who!?"
Zhong Dajin jumped up like a carp and subconsciously tried to touch the self-defense pistol under the pillow, but was kicked in the head by the masked man in black who broke in, killing him half to death!
"Ah! Who are you? Help..."
His wife screamed and was about to stand up wrapped in quilt, but the black silk sling instantly aroused the interest of the man in black. The man in black smiled and pounced on her...