Chapter 77

"Er Biao must have been killed by Xiao Wei, and then bribed the widow and colluded with the police. It is obvious that Yu Xiang is calculating you step by step..." Liu Yong paused and then said: "Yu Xiang wants to catch all of you. The account book is in your hands. As long as he catches all of you, he will certainly get the account book. Secondly, after you enter the Bureau, you will extort a confession by torture. As long as one person can't stand it, the crime of buying murder will fall on my head..."

"..." I was deeply shocked when I heard Liu Yong's words. I never thought Yu Xiangbu had such a big game, and it was still dead!

"Hehe, Yu Xiang is very good at chess... He has made some progress over the years!" Liu Yong smiled when he saw that I didn't speak.

"What should you do?" I asked, looking at Liu Yong.

"First, the ledger is in the hands of the old ghost. Although the old ghost is missing, it doesn't mean it has fallen into the hands of the police. Second, as long as your friend doesn't admit the fact of murder and doesn't bite me out, I'll be fine. Although this move is very dangerous, it hasn't killed me yet."

"But..."

"But once the old ghost is caught, or your friend is beaten into a trick, then I will be unable to protect myself!!!" Liu Yong interrupted me before I said anything.

"They won't bite you out..." I said.

"Things are unpredictable, Xiao Bao and Xiao Zhe. You two go to find the old ghost now and try every means to find him..." Liu Yong sighed and turned to Xiao Bao and Zhang Zhe.

"Good!"

The two nodded, turned and walked out of the conference room.

"As long as I'm outside, your friend will be fine. Do you understand?" Liu Yong patted me on the shoulder and said softly.

"I see!" I nodded.

"Don't blame me for being cruel. The old ghost and the account book have disappeared. My situation is very dangerous now. I have said hello to the above and convicted your two friends as accomplices. As long as the police don't catch you, they will be fine for the time being... There is only so much I can do now..." Liu Yong continued.

"I suspect there is an insider in your hands!!!" I suddenly looked up at Liu Yong and said.

"Why do you say that?" Liu Yong asked me with a frown.

"I feel... No matter where we go, Yu Xiang's people will follow us..." I gritted my teeth and said.

"Who do you think is the insider?"

"..." I lowered my head in silence.

"Old ghost?"

"Zhang Zhe?"

"Or Xiaobao?"

Seeing that I didn't speak, Liu Yong was so excited that he pointed to my chest and asked aggressively.

"I don't know!!" I stood up.

Liu Yong suddenly picked up the pistol and stared at me. Although his face was expressionless, the tingling in his eyes could not be covered up. His lips trembled and asked me, "tell me who is the ghost?"

I was breathless and speechless.

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know!!" Liu Yongda scolded, and then walked past me with a gun head.

In Liu Yong's eyes, he may never believe the fact that there are traitors in his team. Maybe he thinks there are no traitors in his team, maybe he is deceiving himself and others

Standing there, I suddenly felt something wrong.

I suddenly turned around and shouted at the door, "Master Liu!!"

Outside the door, voices echoed, but no one answered.

……

In the interrogation room of city B, Yang Song had been plagued by Zhang Meng for four or five hours and lay unconscious on the ground.

And Meng Liang in the next room has also changed at the moment!

"What are you trying to do?! fuck you, do you know how many so-called social brothers come here and put down the case?! hold on?" Zhang Meng took a toothpick, pressed Meng Liang's palm with his left hand, and plunged his right hand directly into the nail of his middle finger!

"Ah!!"

Meng Liang twitched all over, green veins on his forehead, and a heartrending howl came out of his mouth.

"... you've got two pricks! You have 18 fingers in total, even your feet and hands. You can't help but wonder if you can hold on!" Zhang Meng asked with a frown.

"Don't fix it, I beg you, I'll take it, don't fix it...!" Meng Liang cried with incomparable words.

"Did you kill people? Who ordered you?" Zhang Meng asked in a low voice after hearing Meng Liang's words.

"Ah... I didn't kill anyone!!!" Meng Liang shouted in a low voice.

"It's still not hard enough, you still haven't taken it..." Zhang Meng picked up a toothpick again and said to Meng Liang, "I tell you ang! The toothpick is finished! There's an electric stick or something. It'll take another day!"

"Hoo Hoo!"

Hearing this, Meng Liang gasped violently.

"Come on, put your hand out!" Zhang Meng said and broke Meng Liang's finger.

"Don't fucking fix it!!" Meng Liang shouted by pulling his neck.

"Stretch out your fingers, fuck you!" Zhang Meng broke his palm.

"I'm not loose. I'll fucking sue you, sue you to death, and you extort a confession by torture!"

"OK, I'll give you my alarm number later. You must sue me!" Zhang Meng frowned and scolded and shouted, "come here, two people, break his fingers off!"

"Don't come, I took it, I took it, OK? I fucking said, I'll say whatever you ask...!" Meng Liang's heart seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer as soon as he saw someone coming. At the moment, what he said in his mouth was completely beyond his brain.

"Really?" Zhang Meng asked, pulling his hair.

"Say, I say!"

"Fuck, don't you think you said earlier that there would be no such programs?" Zhang Meng threw away his toothpick and then said, "Mom, if you're like this, you'd rather die than surrender! Fuck."

Meng Liang was lying on the iron chair, staring blankly.

"Come on, let's start last night!" Zhang Meng lit a cigarette and then sat on his desk.

"Last night, I went to your house and fucked your daughter-in-law..." Meng Liang grinned, looked at Zhang Meng and said.

"Draft it... Play with me!!"

Zhang Meng picked up the electric stick and hit Meng Liang's head directly.

"Come here, two people, and then fix..." Zhang Meng called two criminal policemen, then took off his coat and turned out of the interrogation room.

"Pa!"

Zhang Meng leaned against the door of the interrogation room, lit a cigarette and sucked it up. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number

"How's it going? Did you lift the case?" asked the other end of the phone directly.

"One pretends to be dead and one doesn't say anything..." Zhang Meng said in silence.

"Then why do you call me? Go ahead!!" said the other end of the phone with some reluctance.

"You can't fix it. It's easy to kill people. Think of other ways..." Zhang Meng said, gritting his teeth.

"Shit..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Meng hung up the phone, pulled out the battery and turned it off directly.