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Chapter 1006: The ghost of Wang Yaozu

"Yaozu, don't be ridiculous, there is someone in that position." Zhuo Jingquan shook his head like a rattle.

"Does that mean you don't agree?" Wang Yaozu glanced at Zhuo Jingquan and said, "Damn it, just treat your kindness like a donkey's heart and lungs. Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

After that, Wang Yaozu stood up and walked outside, "You can do whatever you want, it won't affect me anyway."

Seeing Wang Yaozu getting angry and about to leave, Zhuo Jingquan quickly stood up and hugged Wang Yaozu. This guy was a sour-faced monkey and would fall out whenever he wanted. He was afraid that if he turned over, he would give him a knife.

Now that the handle is in Wang Yaozu's hands, it's obviously impossible for him to fool him without even thinking of some blood.

"Don't worry, let's discuss it later," Zhuo Jingquan said with a sad face.

"Let's discuss it again?" Wang Yaozu turned to look at Zhuo Jingquan.

"Let's discuss it again!" Zhuo Jingquan nodded heavily.

After cooking it again, Zhuo Jingquan looked at the dishes on the table and found that he had no appetite at all. "Believe it or not, if the conditions were different, that person would be the assistant director."

‘Pa’ Wang Yaozu stood up and walked out.

"No, no, no, why are you leaving again? We agreed to discuss it."

"Okay." Wang Yaozu sat down again.

"Change..."

"Pa" Wang Yaozu stood up and walked out expressionlessly.

"Okay, okay, don't go, don't go." Zhuo Jingquan grabbed Wang Yaozu's clothes like an angry little daughter-in-law.

After doing it again, Zhuo Jingquan collapsed and said feebly: "You are not discussing this, you are simply forcing me."

"Why not discuss it?" Wang Yaozu chuckled, "Let's discuss how to get that guy away, and then I'll sit on it."

Zhuo Jingquan:???

This is very Wang Yaozu!

I'm a slave to you and I'm a fish, but Zhuo Jingquan finally thought of a way and agreed.

Sure enough, people are forced out.

There is always a way to push.

Standing up, Wang Yaozu smiled and patted Zhuo Jingquan on the shoulder, "Okay, that's it, but remember, you owe me a condition, and this time I will help you, so it doesn't count."

Zhuo Jingquan:???

No, you are going too far!

"Okay, no need to thank me, you eat slowly, I'm leaving." After that, no matter how ugly Zhuo Jingquan's face looked, he opened the door and walked out.

Seeing Wang Yaozu go out, Zhuo Jingquan slapped the table in anger, causing the plates to clatter. He gritted his back molars and cursed in a low voice: "It's Wang Yaozu who is so greedy and adds insult to injury.

…”

The door was pushed open with a "pop" sound, and Wang Yaozu poked his head in. "Please speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly."

Zhuo Jingquan froze on the spot, turned his head mechanically, looked at Wang Yaozu, and forced out a polite but embarrassing smile, "I, I say, Wang Yaozu is so greedy that it is impossible to add insult to injury!"

"Wang Yaozu is a good example of helping people in times of need and rescuing people in need."

"Yeah?"

"Yes!"

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

"really?"

"Sure enough!" Zhuo Jingquan said decisively.

"Okay." Wang Yaozu retracted his head, closed the door and turned around to leave.

Zhuo Jingquan slumped down on the chair and let out a long sigh of relief. Then his face turned livid again. He stood up suddenly and walked to the door, opened it and secretly looked around to make sure Wang Yaozu was indeed gone before leaving.

Go back and sit down.

He picked up a glass of wine and drank it down to suppress his shock. He placed the glass heavily on the table with a 'dong' sound. He took a deep breath and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Wang Yaozu, you are so..."

With a "pop" sound, the door was pushed open again.

"You are truly my savior. I'm so grateful to you!" Zhuo Jingquan said with his eyes closed as he raised his hands to cover his face.

"Don't thank me secretly. I won't receive it. You can just say it in front of me openly." Wang Yaozu said in a faint voice.

"Why are you back again?" Zhuo Jingquan turned his head, tears already welling up in his eyes.

"Why are you still crying? Are you so moved?"

"Well, I'm touched from the bottom of my heart!"

"Okay, I came back to tell you that I will help you solve the problem at the Security Bureau." Wang Yaozu showed a warm smile.

"Bang" the door was closed, and Zhuo Jingquan was lying on the table with some strength, not daring to move. He was so elusive, so fucking scary.

In addition, the last sentence has been echoing in Zhuo Jingquan's mind, solve the security bureau?

How to solve it?

Thinking about Wang Yaozu's behavior, Zhuo Jingquan shuddered.

He felt that Wang Yaozu's words were not only meant for him, but also a warning. It would depend on how things develop later.



There was only a large table in a room with thick curtains. There was a high-power lamp on the table. There were two people sitting opposite each other on both sides of the table. One of them was holding a few pieces of paper and reciting something.

After reciting for a full hour, a large cup of brewed tea on the table was finished. The man scratched his head in distress, looked up at the person sitting opposite and said, "This is too troublesome. Isn't it just a collision?"

Are you going to die? Everything is designed and nothing can go wrong."

"Hmph, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. I'm giving you a chance to save your life. If you find it difficult, you'd better tell me earlier. It's still too late to quit now." A hint of murderous intent flashed through the eyes of the long-haired man sitting opposite.

As long as the other party dares to say give up, then I'm sorry, but another cement block will be added to the reclamation and land reclamation project.

"I understand the rules, but..." The man scratching his head smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly, "I just get a headache when I look at this thing, otherwise I wouldn't have even gone to middle school in the first place, hehe, hehe."

"It's good to know that this confession was specially prepared for you by police professionals." The long-haired man said coldly.

"Hey, I thought it was done by a lawyer."

"Idiot, you know nothing. Everything the lawyers come up with is too rigorous. Those policemen can smell it right away as soon as they ask. By then, wouldn't it be certain that you committed murder intentionally?" The long-haired man glared.

He glanced at you and said, "You have been separated from the club for many years. Now we are gradually clearing your name and have to be more rigorous in doing things. Do you understand? Otherwise, why did we send you out in the first place?"

"I understand, I understand, I understand." The man nodded and lowered his head again to recite.

After another hour, the man felt about the same, so he put down the document in his hand. The long-haired man took it over, opened it, and started asking questions. At first, he still followed the order, but later he just jumped back and forth and kept asking questions. The more questions he asked, the more chaotic he became.

After asking for another two hours, the man kept scratching his hair in annoyance. He felt that the high-power desk lamp next to him was shining more and more dazzlingly. He was dizzy, his mouth was dry, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. "Brother, it's almost done. I feel sick."

No more."

"Bang!" The long-haired man punched the table hard, startling the man opposite him, staring at him fiercely and saying: "When you get there, they will probably give you a fatigue interrogation, and they will change people back and forth.

It may take more than ten or twenty hours to ask. If you can't stand it now, how can you do it? You must fully experience it now. Only in this way will the clues not be revealed."

"Damn it, who are you going to kill?" The man yelled several times, with a manic look on his face.

"You don't need to know who the target is. The more you know, the more flaws you will find. Remember, you are just a driver. The only environment you come into contact with is the team and your family. Your social range is so wide. You can't possibly know the deceased, understand?

"The long-haired man said in a stern tone.

"Okay, okay!"



(After being confused for a while, I have regained my composure. What kind of brain and what kind of IQ don’t exist? It’s just recklessness. Just do it!)


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