Chapter 544

"Huh?"

Yan Zhaoxing picked his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Tianzheng sitting down. Then he looked at the Ah Xiang followed by Zhong Tianzheng. Then he pulled his clothes and sat down again.

"Sure enough, it's a golden partner. Two people appear together every time."

Yan Zhaoxing sat up straight, rolled down the string of hands on his right wrist and played in his hand: "it's such a coincidence that I can meet both of you here."

"Why did you meet us here? Don't you count?" Zhong Tianzheng leaned forward and looked at him fiercely. His tone was cold: "if there is no accident, the gaoqinghua outside has been held down by our people."

"Hold it down, then hold it down. What does it have to do with me?" Yan Zhaoxing shrugged indifferently.

"Don't you think you need to explain?"

Zhong Tianzheng's voice was sharp and clenched his teeth. "In the case of the other shore flower in our hands, you both appeared at the scene before the death of the two dead. You appeared here again in this deliberate attempt tonight. Shouldn't you explain it?"

"Comrade Yan Zhaoxing, you are highly suspected. If you don't make it clear, you have to cooperate with the investigation."

Speaking later, Zhong Tianzheng directly stood up and looked at him condescending: "do you want to continue to pretend here with me! Stop! "

"Then why are you so sure that it must have something to do with it? Just because I showed up around the dead several times? Who do you think I am? Death is coming! " Yan Zhaoxing answered loudly.

"You must give me a reasonable and credible explanation for this matter today."

Zhong Tianzheng took out handcuffs from the back of his waist and patted them on the desktop mountain. He shouted to the waiter on the side: "serve wine!"

The waiter was slightly stunned, then nodded and left to get the wine.

"Bang Bang..."

Zhong Tianzheng squinted and bit the cigarette butts. He poured beer into the glass expressionless, and then filled Yan Zhaoxing's glass: "after the Rongrong case, my original anonymous will disappear, but no, he still exists. Wang Yanbing is just a fake anonymous."

"I tried to investigate later. Although the evidence pointed to you at that time and eliminated your suspicion, this case pushed you to the forefront of the storm again."

Zhong Tianzheng took up his glass and drank to the end: "once Gao Qinghua is verified, I think he should not have such a high crime IQ. Someone must be instructing behind it, and you appear at the scene again and again. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I suddenly find you now. You are a little ridiculous. Are you too eager to connect me with the anonymous because you pursue fame too much?"

Yan Zhaoxing picked up his glass, drank it up, and reached out to wipe the liquor from the corners of his mouth: "so far, there is no evidence that someone behind him is looking at him, and I just appeared at the scene, so you connected all these together. What's your basis?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at him with beads in his eyes: "then explain to me why you showed up at the scene!"

"I didn't explain."

Yan Zhaoxing didn't care: "I can't give you any explanation!"

"I grass your mother!"

Zhong Tianzheng patted the table and stood up. He stretched out his hand and pointed to Yan Zhaoxing opposite: "do you still want to fight with me here up to now? Are you going to be wrong all the time? Unexplained coincidence, coincidence again and again, do you think this kind of thing has coincidence logic? "

Around.

Many people saw this scene and turned around one after another, and the security personnel at the scene gradually leaned over here.

"Why do you continue to make mistakes?! The explanation you gave me before lied to me at all. The night Li Tianbao died, you said you went to the white-collar apartment just to meet a customer. What about the customer? "

Zhong Tianzheng was aggressive and looked at him with a frozen eyebrow: "I know you too well. When you lie, your thighs can't help shaking. Although it's very subtle, although you consciously covered it that day, habit is habit after all. I can detect it."

“……”

Yan Zhaoxing looked at the condescending Zhong Tianzheng with flashing eyes and wriggled his lips. He didn't speak again.

He stretched out his hand to draw out the cigarette in the cigarette box, lit the cigarette and took a heavy puff. The whole person leaned against the sofa on the card seat, closed his eyes and spit out a slender cigarette line.

"Speak! You talk to me! "

Zhong Tianzheng walked around from behind the table, reached out and grabbed Yan Zhaoxing's collar. With a mouthful of wine, he roared, "tell me, all this has nothing to do with you. You're really just a coincidence."

Now Zhong Tianzheng, his words have begun to contradict.

one side.

He urgently hoped that Yan Zhaoxing had nothing to do with all this. Everything was a coincidence.

on the other hand.

All this can not be coincidence, not in line with the logic of coincidence.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

The security personnel who had already leaned over came forward and scanned Zhong Tianzheng with vigilance: "don't make trouble in the field. If you fight, I'll call the police."

"Misunderstanding."

Ah Xiang walked up quickly and pulled Zhong Tianzheng back: "ah Zheng, can't you talk well? What are you doing? This is. Brother Xing must have nothing to do with this. "

Then she looked at Yan Zhaoxing eagerly: "brother Xing, what's going on? You can explain. There's no need to make such a stalemate now."

"Hum."

Zhong Tianzheng snorted coldly, retreated to his seat and smoked a cigarette distraught.

“……”

Yan Zhaoxing glanced at Zhong Tianzheng with flashing eyes and wrapped a cigarette deeply.

long time.

Yan Zhaoxing said slowly, "if I say Chen Sheng is not dead, do you believe it?"

"What?"

Ah, Xiang gave a subconscious exclamation.

Zhong Tianzheng couldn't help but pick his eyebrows and stare at Yan Zhaoxing.

"Chen Sheng, she is not dead, but she is now in the other party's hands, that is, the anonymous in your mouth."

Yan Zhaoxing glanced at them with complex eyes, and then touched his mobile phone and put it on the table: "the first two times I appeared at the scene of death, they were calling me to go there. I had no way but to do it."

"Including this time, he also remotely controlled me all the way. All I did was to follow their requirements."

Yan Zhaoxing opened the phone call record and pointed to the latest string of short phone numbers: "at first I didn't know what they were going to do, but later I understood that they wanted to bring me in."

"But I can't help it. Chen Sheng is in each other's hands. If I don't do it, she'll be gone."