As the saying goes: When things go awry, there must be something different!
Originally, Ye Zihao felt that Du Xiaoying's death might have been deliberately framed by someone, but now he was blocked by a group of reporters as soon as he left the police station door.
Among them, the man in the hat asked the most ferociously.
This had to arouse Ye Zihao's speculation.
"Oh? That reporter wearing a hat just now?"
Suddenly, Shen Wu was slightly surprised. He also noticed something unusual about the man wearing the hat just now.
He asked the most fiercely, as if Du Xiaoying was his wife.
Immediately, Shen Wu asked curiously, "So Xiaoye, what are you going to do?"
"Uncle Shen! Leave the matter to me. I will find clues for your police."
Ye Zihao nodded.
Then, he quickly followed up.
At the same time, the reporter wearing the hat just now seemed a little reluctant after leaving the police station.
In fact, he was indeed instructed by others to deliberately bring people here to block Ye Hao.
The other party had confessed that as long as he could ruin Ye Zihao's reputation, he would give him a reward of 1 million yuan.
For ordinary people, 1 million is undoubtedly an astronomical number.
Things were going very well originally, but Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway, and the plan was ruined, as was the bonus.
So, can he be willing to do it?
Apparently!
cannot!
At this time, he walked out alone, complaining from time to time.
"Damn it! I almost succeeded, damn it!"
"What a bastard~!"
"I'm not willing to give in!"
…
I saw him complaining while walking into the alley, as if he wanted to call someone.
Soon, he entered the alley.
He looked around and saw no one else in the alley, then he relaxed his vigilance.
I saw him take out his phone from his pocket and dial a number.
"Dudududu!"
The phone was connected, and after a few rings, someone answered.
"Boss! Things are messed up, I'm sorry!" the reporter said apologetically.
"What? Messed up? You're paralyzed! Eat shit!"
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone angrily.
"Hello? Hello? Boss? Hello?"
The reporter shouted quickly, but the other party hung up the phone.
"Your mother is paralyzed!"
The reporter cursed in great displeasure, and at this time, a man's lazy voice came from the scene.
"You really have a problem!"
"Forehead?"
Suddenly, the reporter became alert, and then he quickly turned around and saw a man holding a cigarette in his mouth with a very cold expression.
And this man is none other than the man he wanted to frame before... Ye Zihao!
"You...you are following me?"
Suddenly, the reporter became nervous and said.
"If I don't follow you, how can I find out that there is something wrong with you? Tell me! Who sent you then? Tell me!"
Speaking of this, Ye Zihao's expression became more and more indifferent.
"I...I don't know what you are talking about?"
This reporter obviously wanted to hide something and deliberately refused to confess.
"A tough talk, right?"
"Then let me see, is it your mouth that is tough, or this brick?"
Say it!
Ye Zihao picked up a brick from the ground and weighed it gently in his hands.
"You...what do you want to do? Don't act recklessly, you will...get killed."
The reporter was frightened.
He also realized that Ye Zihao probably wanted to hit himself with a brick.
"Anyone killed?"
"Haha! Anyway, didn't you say I was a murderer? In that case, it doesn't matter if I have one more life on my hands."
Ye Zihao shrugged and said with disdain.
"You...don't do whatever you want...otherwise, I...I'll call for help!"
The reporter turned pale with fright.
Listen to what Ye Zihao said just now, Ni Ma! Who knows if he is the real murderer?
"Call help? I'm afraid you have no chance!"
"What's the meaning?"
Suddenly, the reporter became alert and asked.
"Because I know how to tap acupuncture points!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao rushed forward and tapped the reporter twice.
In an instant, the reporter's expression became extremely shocked.
Because he found that his body could not move, and what was even more afraid was that he could not even speak.
Ni...Ni Ma!
It turns out that the acupuncture points mentioned in the rumors really exist!
The reporter was shocked.
At this time, Ye Zihao said to the reporter, "Brother! I'll give you a chance. If you want to confess, just blink once. If you don't want to confess, just blink twice."
I...I confess!
The reporter wanted to speak immediately, but someone tapped his mute point, how could he still speak?
"Uh? Uh! Uh!"
I could see him making a nasal sound, as if he wanted to say something.
"Don't bother, just blink and it will be fine." Ye Zihao ordered and said.
blink?
The reporter was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.
But maybe he was too panicked, so he accidentally blinked twice.
You know, Ye Zihao just said that blinking twice means rejection!
Therefore, this reporter is a loser.
"Oh? Twice! Does that mean you refused?" Ye Zihao said with a sneer: "Seriously! I admire your courage! In this case, then you try it, the taste of brick slap on the mouth
Bar!"
"Hmm! Hmm?"
The reporter seemed to want to stop him, but how could he say anything?
result!
He saw a brick coming towards him.
"Bang!"
He saw the brick slapped on his mouth, and immediately the brick broke into several pieces.
And his front teeth were suddenly knocked out.
Blood!
saliva!
front teeth!
There were also broken small bricks flying out together.
"Uh-huh!"
The reporter screamed in pain and even burst into tears.
It's a pity that he can't speak or move, and can only make bursts of nasal sounds.
"Brother! How does it feel when Brick slaps your lips?" Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly and said deliberately.
"Uh huh?"
The reporter had a painful expression and kept making bursts of nasal sounds.
"You want to talk?"
Ye Zihao asked in return and said.
"Uh-huh!"
The reporter's eyes kept blinking and his nose made a nasal sound.
"Haha! You are smart!"
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully, then stretched out his hand to the reporter, and then untied his cunt.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
"My teeth! It hurts...it hurts me so much!"
…
As soon as the mute point was released, the reporter immediately screamed, as if screaming could vent his pain.
"Brother! Stop shouting, and tell me honestly, who sent you here? Tell me!"