Sheng Kuang asked drunkenly: "Su Wei, why are you here too? What do you want from me?"
"I want to tell you that we don't need to interrogate that person named Liu Peng."
"Oh? Why? I heard that he really wants to see me." Sheng Kuang asked knowingly, showing a puzzled expression.
"He is already dead." Su Wei looked at Sheng Kuang's face, trying to capture some subtle emotional changes on his face.
However, Sheng Kuang didn't show any nervousness at all. He leaned against the door, stretched his slender legs forward, and said in a daze: "How come the person who just said he wanted to see me died now? It's really strange.
Haha, he couldn't be scared to death by the reputation of our Security Bureau."
He said jokingly, and then leaned his head on Su Wei's shoulder. The smell of alcohol in his mouth was very strong. Su Wei covered his nose and coughed a few times, pushed Sheng Kuang's head away, and quickly went into the house again.
He got a chair and helped him up.
"I don't know if he is pretending to be confused or really confused." Su Wei muttered in his heart. He wiped the stains on Sheng Kuang's face with a tissue and asked, "Have you been staying in the office today?"
"Yes, it's so comfortable to stay here." Sheng Kuang spread out his arms with a silly smile on his face, looking delirious.
"Now we still have many doubts about Liu Peng's death. But it doesn't matter. They have already pulled out the surveillance video near the dungeon. I think we may be able to find some clues soon."
Only then did a subtle hint of nervousness appear on Sheng Kuang's face. He yawned and said incoherently: "What a pig, don't worry about him. Come drink with me first, Captain Su."
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Su Wei picked up the towel from Sheng Kuang's washstand, moistened it with water, and then patted the towel on his face. "Hurry up and wake up."
"I'm very awake." Sheng Kuang murmured, suddenly swaying and falling off the chair. He let out an "ouch" and then lay on the ground motionless.
"Hey, are you okay?" Su Wei hurriedly went to help him, but all he heard was snoring.
Su Wei looked at Sheng Kuang who was sleeping deeply and sighed helplessly. Only five minutes had passed since Liu Peng was confirmed dead. He rushed here in a hurry, but Sheng Kuang was already in the office. And since
Sheng Kuang's current decadent state would definitely attract attention if he left the office.
Perhaps, at least, he had nothing to do with Liu Peng's death. Su Wei found a soft cushion and placed it under Sheng Kuang's head, and left the room quietly.
Sheng Kuang suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the door closing. He knew that both Su Wei and Liu Weike were doubting him. If this situation continued, it would only make it difficult for him to move forward in the security bureau.
Always under the attention of others.
He thought for a long time and dialed a number. "Hey, Nan Zhu, my situation in the Security Bureau is not very optimistic. I'm afraid I have to ask you to do me a favor."
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Half an hour later, Liu Weike, Martina and others were sitting in Yang Ming's office, waiting for Sheng Kuang to appear. As soon as the door was pushed open, the smell of alcohol hit his face. Liu Weike frowned and looked at Sheng Kuang.
Kuang was brought in by two people.
As soon as Sheng Kuang sat down, he took off his shoes and put his feet on the table in front of Yang Ming. His body leaned back, his hands were intertwined on his stomach, his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were closed.
Up.
Martina looked at Sheng Kuang who was so drunk that he was almost unconscious, and said dumbly: "I have never seen him like this before. It seems that Chen Ye's death really had a big impact on him. Director Yang, he is now
This state is not suitable for conversation."
Yang Ming sat behind his desk, tapping the table with his fingers, and said with an unhappy look: "I think it's a good time to talk after drinking and speaking the truth." He stood up and walked to Sheng Kuang.
He asked seriously: "Sheng Kuang, do you still recognize who I am?"
Sheng Kuang half-opened his eyes, poked Yang Ming's cheek with his finger, and said with a smile: "Of course I know you, you are Director Yang Ming."
"It seems that you are not very drunk. Then cheer up, sit down and answer me a few questions." Yang Ming pressed Sheng Kuang's shoulder with his hand and said calmly.
said.
Sheng Kuang looked confused, but he still lowered his legs and sat up straight. "What do you want to ask?" He smiled and squinted his eyes slightly.
"Have you met Liu Peng before?"
"Liu Peng? Who is it?" He scratched his head with a confused expression. After thinking for two seconds, he clapped his hands with a smile. "You mean that unlucky guy who just died? Where have I seen him? I've seen him today.
This is the first time I heard his name."
"Really? He said he wanted to see you by name before. We called up the surveillance before his death. Although we couldn't see the scene inside the cell, we could see that he was trying to crawl out. At the end of his life,
He was holding on to the iron railing for a moment and calling for help, still calling your name. Are you sure that you have never seen him and don't know him?"
Sheng Kuang lowered his head and listened to Yang Ming's words casually, with a smile still on his face.
"Sheng Kuang, I'm asking you a question!" Yang Ming pushed him unhappily. Sheng Kuang tilted his body and fell off the chair. He rubbed his injured arm and looked at it in a daze.
Yang Ming said: "You, what are you asking?"
Yang Ming looked at his stupid look and was furious. He said in a deep voice: "Cai Meifeng, go bring a bucket of water and let this ridiculous guy wake up in the bar."
"Actually, you can call me..." Martina looked at Yang Ming's livid face and closed her mouth at the right time, deciding not to remind him that she had a better nickname at this time.
At this time, Gu Siyi hurried into the office and said anxiously: "It's not good, the ICV people found the hospital where Zuo Mingyang and Zuo Shu were staying and rescued them both."
Liu Weike quickly asked: "Where are the guards responsible for guarding them? Are they injured?"
Gu Siyi replied: "Fortunately, they were just knocked out and nothing serious happened."
Sheng Kuang, who was still lying on the ground, showed a sinister smile, and his anxious heart gradually became calmer. Fortunately, Nan Zhu moved quickly enough. As long as he grasped this opportunity, he could at least temporarily turn the corner.
As for the father and daughter who were about to become pawns, they could only blame their own bad luck. Trading two useless chess pieces for a knife that could pierce the enemy's heart couldn't be more cost-effective.
Director Yang Ming's attention was no longer on Sheng Kuang at this moment. He hurried out of the room and saw An Ran standing in the corner of the corridor, peeping his head. "Bring your captain back for a good look. Don't let him leave the security bureau until I come back."
Half a step."
An Ran nodded nervously, and ran in in a panic after everyone left the office. She carefully lifted up Sheng Kuang who was lying on the ground, and asked with concern: "Captain, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I can drink five more bottles!" Sheng Kuang shouted loudly, but stretched out three fingers.
"You're too drunk. Come on, I'll help you back."
An Ran struggled to support Sheng Kuang and staggered out of the room. When he reached the door of Sheng Kuang's office, Sheng Kuang suddenly stopped, tilted his head and asked, "An Ran, is Chen Ye really dead?"
