"Qing Wu, you are full and tired. If you want to rest, you should go back first."
"Let me know the date for Uncle Feng's funeral."
"I will apply to the prison hospital to go back to see Uncle Feng on his last journey."
"Let me tell grandpa again that I have failed to live up to his high expectations. I am so incompetent that I have embarrassed him and the Wang family."
"Also, you, a top female CEO, don't always think about working hard in the future."
"Take care of yourself and grandpa."
Wang Qiaochu drank the chicken soup in one breath, then put the bowl on the table and gave Wang Qingwu a few words of advice.
"Brother, I understand, I have a sense of propriety, and I will take good care of grandpa and the family."
Wang Qingwu felt that her brother was a little strange, but she still nodded meekly: "It's cold, you have to take care of yourself."
"Good girl, you have really grown up."
Wang Qiaochu showed a gratified smile: "It's a pity that brother can't see you at your most beautiful moment."
"What do you mean you can't see? Grandpa has said it a long time ago. As long as you reflect enough, I will find a way to let you out next year."
Wang Qingwu put away the food box and wiped the table with a paper towel: "Grandpa has always been thinking of you in his heart."
Wang Qiaochu smiled, then waved his hand to signal Wang Qingwu to leave.
Wang Qingwu didn't think much and turned around to go out.
Almost as soon as Wang Qingwu took the elevator and left, there was a burst of footsteps on the stairs.
Then, the ajar door was violently knocked open.
Twelve investigators swarmed onto the rooftop, raising their weapons and pointing them at Wang Qiaochu.
Wang Qiaochu stood up, moved two steps, and stood on the edge of the rooftop.
Then, he saw Zhao Mingyue, dressed in black, appear.
Wang Qiaochu said calmly: "Master Zhao, good morning."
Seeing Wang Qiaochu's body swaying in the cold wind, looking like he was about to fall down at any moment, Zhao Mingyue's face showed a hint of amusement.
"Master Wang, good morning."
"What are you doing all this for?"
"Want to jump off the building?"
"It seems that you also know what you have done, and you want to die and reduce your pain."
"But I don't admit it, you surprised me a little bit."
"I thought you would pretend to be crazy or move out Mr. Wang to resolve the crisis."
"In this way, one person does everything and is responsible for the same. It does have a lot of personality charm."
Zhao Mingyue applauded: "No wonder so many people hit you to death in order to save you."
"If I can fish in troubled waters, of course I will fish in troubled waters."
Wang Qiaochu straightened his chest slightly, giving himself a more arrogant aura: "But I know Ye Tang's methods, and I also understand your paranoia towards Ye Fan."
"If I fall into your hands, you won't tell me about benevolence, righteousness, bottom line, and rules."
"Rather than being tortured by you without dignity and confessing what I have done, I would rather die with dignity."
At this point, he still smiled playfully: "Maybe if I jump like this, I can bring some trouble to you and Ye Tang."
"It doesn't really make sense."
"No trouble can be as big as the Huangnijiang case now."
Zhao Mingyue looked at the other party with cold eyes: "I don't care at all whether you live or die."
"If you die, although it will give me fewer clues, it will also reduce my hands a lot."
"After all, you can't be punished as a doctor. Your identity is sensitive, and Mr. Wang still loves his grandson. If I want to kill you to avenge Ye Fan, there will be a lot of procedures."
"If you jump like this, it will save me trouble."
"I'm just curious, do you hate Mark so much?"
"In order to let Ye Fan die, you would not hesitate to hook up with people from the Yang Kingdom, and even risk your Uncle Feng's life?"
"Those are the elders who watched you grow up."
Her tone dropped: "Are you willing to let him die?"
"Shut up!"
Wang Qiaochu's nerves were suddenly stimulated: "I never thought about Uncle Feng's death. I never thought about Uncle Feng's death."
"I didn't know he would go to the funeral."
"I just want Ye Fan to die, I just want Ye Fan to die."
"Yes, I hate him..." "Starting from Zhonghai Jin Zhilin, I am destined to live with Ye Fan forever."
"The glory and dignity that I had always kept in mind were completely lost in Zhonghai."
"The shame and slap I received must be repaid with Ye Fan's blood."
"So, if someone wanted to use me and the Wang family's channels to transport things, and in return they would kill Ye Fan at all costs, I agreed without hesitation."
Since death was imminent anyway, Wang Qiaochu didn't mind leaking something.
"I can see their ability and unscrupulousness, so I believe they will kill Ye Fan sooner or later."
"The only thing I didn't expect was that they exploded the Huangni River and buried Uncle Feng with him."
"But this is fine. Tang Pingfan is dead, Ye Fan is dead, Zheng Qiankun and the others are dead. I won't be lonely when I go down."
Wang Qiaochu laughed loudly: "But you, finding your son so easily and then losing it, should be ten times more painful than me, right?"
"I am indeed in pain, but Ye Fan is just missing, not dead."
Zhao Mingyue stabilized her longing for Ye Fan, and her voice was as cold as ever: "On the contrary, it's you, on the thin line between life and death."
"I believe what you said. You are only providing channels for the Yang people. You don't know much about the specific plans."
"That means you still have a chance."
"Would you like to come down and have a chat?"
"Tell me the people who came into contact with you and the whole story. Maybe I can give you a way out."
"You don't have to worry about them retaliating against you or the Wang family."
"This morning, when I came to Longdu, Ye Forbidden City had dug Black Spider and the others out of the mine and killed them all."
"The forces behind them will also be hunted down by Ye Tang all over the world."
"By telling what you know, you are also atoneing for the Wang family's sins."
Zhao Mingyue reminded: "Do you know how much trouble you have caused the Wang family this time?"
"Zhao Mingyue, do you think I am a three-year-old child?"
Wang Qiaochu sneered: "This time the matter is so big, Ye Fan is dead, Tang Pingfan and the others are also dead."
"Whether I know the specific plan or not, I am actually involved in the channel delivery process."
"Many of their things came in through my network's protection."
He saw it very clearly: "This is enough for me to die a hundred times."
"Theoretically you do deserve to die."
Zhao Mingyue's eyes remained cold: "But as long as you give enough valuable clues, I will definitely save your life."
"You should also know that you can't punish a doctor."
"As long as you are not executed immediately, even if you stay in a prison for a lifetime, your life will be far better than 90% of the people in China."
"One clue, one life in exchange, is worth it to you."
Instead of trying to please or cajole, she laid out the conditions in an understatement. She seemed to have no sincerity, but she gave Wang Qiaochu a sense of sincerity.
Wang Qiaochu frowned: "Do I really have a chance to survive?"
For him, as long as he doesn't die and Zhao Mingyue doesn't target him, he still has a chance to make a comeback.
Zhao Mingyue said calmly: "What I want is the truth and the mastermind behind it, not the life of a chess piece like yours."
"Okay, I can talk to you, but we can only talk."
Wang Qiaochu thought for a while, and then his eyes became sharper: "There are some things I don't want to say in front of too many people."
"Can!"
Zhao Mingyue waved her finger lightly.
The twelve investigation team members immediately evacuated the rooftop.
Zhao Mingyue also asked people to turn off several high-altitude monitors in the prison to prevent people from reading lip readings and leaking information.
"Don't—" Fifteen minutes later, the twelve investigation team members heard Zhao Mingyue shout.
They immediately drew their firearms and rushed to the rooftop.
In the field of vision, Wang Qiaochu was seen laughing wildly and falling towards the sky outside the rooftop.
Zhao Mingyue looked pale and rushed forward, but she was half a beat too late, and her right hand only caught a handful of air at the edge.
The next second, Wang Qiaochu's head collided with the ground.
